~.-~ The song sung by Huang Junming is mainly composed of Li Qingzhao's drunken flower shade, and is mixed with other elements. It is naturally understood by the Tang people. Although Huang Junming's voice is not particularly suitable for singing this song, it really shocked the talented people of the Tang Dynasty. The Tang people's music on weekdays is just a few, and they even basically have just a few tunes. They have never heard such long lyrics. Huang Junming's songs are both ancient and novel, and the words and sentences are classic, which makes people feel endless aftertaste.

"Immortal Master, your song is so sad." As Huang Junming's singing slowly drifted away in the distance, the scholars slowly turned their minds in constant aftertaste. Among them, the scholar named Lu said to Huang Junming: "If the deep girl listened to this affection, she might be hurt like what kind of pain."

Huang Junming was at a far-reaching position at first. Now that he has entered the circle of scholars’ poetry gatherings, he finds that this scholar named Lu looks very familiar. He even said a few words at the spring poetry meeting, and he can be called a half-acquaintance.

"Haha, I am a Taoist, where does the sorrow come from?" Huang Junming smiled bitterly: "This lyrics are used based on a poem by an old friend. I just modified and added it slightly. The meaning of each is still the original work of my old friend."

Huang Junming didn't want to occupy the signature rights of this song alone. Who said that Li Qingzhao's Drunken Flower Yin is extraordinary? He can only occupy a part of his reputation, and there is no need to occupy the words made by this woman. Putting aside the writing background and writing identity, just say that Huang Junming came to the Tang Dynasty and became a copywriter several times, he felt very sorry for those who plagiarized the poems by himself. Anyway, he did not lack these reputations, so he should give them back. As for their identities, just click on an old friend and let the Tang people understand it as an immortal with him.

Although Huang Junming's approach may be different from other time travelers who traveled to historical dynasties, Huang Junming was a Taoist priest before traveling, and after traveling, the second of the many precepts of Taoist priests is to abstain from stealing. Although Huang Junming does not take this precept seriously on weekdays, he still follows some precepts that he thinks are necessary to abide by. Plagiarism is equivalent to thieves. When he first came to the early Tang Dynasty, his status was unstable, and it was understandable to copy a few sentences. But now there is no identity crisis, so it is wrong to continue plagiarism. These classics of history are still left to that

Some original authors, Huang Junming still has some self-consciousness in this regard. He can be "thieves" once or twice in the Tang Dynasty, but it is impossible to "thieves" every time. As a Taoist priest, he has something he needs to uphold and abide by. In Huang Junming's heart, he plagiarized other people's works in the Tang Dynasty and clamored that everything is theirs every day. It is shameful. Since he traveled to the Tang Dynasty, he used the poems of "descendants" intentionally or unintentionally, he had a cause and effect with them. Huang Junming pretended to be his old friend, and raised their identity in disguise, which was considered a little cause and effect.

Although there were some guesses in my mind, I still surprised everyone a little. "Oh? This song was actually made by the immortal master adapting the poems of an old friend?" Huang Junming said this and the scholar named Lu seemed to be more interested. Just listening to this song, you can feel that it is related to women. Is this original work a woman? The gossip fire of the scholar named Lu was ignited and asked: "I wonder if we can hear the original work at all?"

The question of the scholar named Lu was not a difficult thing to Huang Junming. He did not think of what the scholar named Lu was thinking. He nodded slightly and then said, "That's natural. My old friend is a woman, but his life is miserable. So after writing this long and short sentence, since Lu Sheng wants to hear it, it's okay for me to say it. This long and short sentence is called Drunken Flower Yin. The original text is like this. You guys listen to the mist, thick clouds, and the auspicious brain is forever, and the auspicious brain is gone. The festival is Double Ninth Festival, and the jade pillow and gauze kitchen are cool in the middle of the night. After the east fence, the wine is filled with dusk. Don't you say that you don't lose your soul? The curtain rolls up the west wind, and people are thinner than the yellow flowers."

Huang Junming slowly read the full text of Li Qingzhao drunken flowers. The scholars at the entire poetry meeting suddenly became silent. Although the Tang Dynasty was the world of poetry, this poem was not inferior to any poem at the moment. You should know that the peak period of Tang poetry still had to wait for nearly a hundred years before it appeared.

"What a good one, don't say that you won't lose your soul. The curtain rolls up the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." The scholar surnamed Lu was a little slow in his words. It took a long time to recover and bow to Huang Junming and said to Huang Junming: "Thank you, Immortal Master." Obviously, the scholar surnamed Lu was thanking Huang Junming for telling the original text to everyone.

The poetry meeting is still in progress, but Huang Junming is not interested in poetry meetings now. First, the quality of the poetry meeting in the early Tang Dynasty is far from reaching the era when Li and Du were dominant. Second, it is because of his own reputation. After staying for a long time, he might have let himself in again. Huang Junming did not say hello, and while the scholars focused their attention on the poetry meeting again, he squeezed out carefully. When everyone remembered him, Huang Junming had already left a thousand meters away.

Huang Junming's farewell did not cause much trouble at the poetry meeting, but it actually became a troublesome again. Whether men or women, whether in modern times or in ancient times, people were gossipy. Huang Junming's singing at the poetry meeting spread wildly, and the Double Ninth Festival song he sang was gradually restored by scholars who were proficient in music at the time and was sung in every corner of Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty.

Chang'an City said it was big or small, and it didn't take two days (--house. The fastest update.) Kung Fu Huang Junming and his "old friends" became the topic of conversation for both peddlers and pawns and dignitaries in Chang'an City.

"Princess, do you know why the immortal master doesn't accept you?" Inside the jade girl at the foot of the Tianxian Palace, Xueer blocked the Qianjin Princess' neck and whispered in the Qianjin Princess' ear. If you want to say that this Tang Dynasty woman really dares to love and hate, it has been so long since time has passed, and the Qianjin Princess is still waiting at the foot of the Tianxian Palace. I don't know whether she is waiting for Huang Junming or insisting on her hatred for Huang Junming.

However, the daughter-in-law is not so sensitive to Xueer's words now. She did not push Xueer away as shyly as before, but asked lightly: "Oh? Why?"

Xueer tilted her head, hugged the daughter Princess' neck and moved it to the side of the daughter Princess little by little, and said with a smile: "Princess, you don't know this, right? Now the whole of Chang'an is spread all over!"

The daughter-in-law seemed to feel that Xue'er's hand holding her neck made her feel uncomfortable. She gently opened Xue'er's arm and asked, "What are you talking about? Tell me."

"As for the order!" Xueer playedfully, stuck out her tongue, pulled a Hu bench from the side, sat on it, and began to say, "It's all rumored that the immortal master went to attend the poetry meeting of Leyouyuan on the Double Ninth Festival, but he did not write a poem, but just sang a song, but this song sang the emotions of a resentful woman like the princess to the fullest."

"Xue'er! You are a grudge from the boudoir! Talk well." Princess Qianjin said angrily at Xue'er.

"Hmph, it's just that I don't admit it yet!" Xueer was scolded by the princess of Qianjin and was dissatisfied and muttered softly. However, seeing the princess' gossipy expression, she still said what she heard in the market bit by bit: "You know, the immortal master is a big man, how can she sing such a strong powdery music? Later, before the scholars asked, the immortal master called it himself. He said that the lyrics of this song were adapted from the poems of an old friend, now, princess, I will recite that poem for you, cough! Cough!" Xueer cleared her throat, and then sentenced one by one, one sentence after another. Princess, I will recite that poem for you. Cough! Cough!" Xueer cleared her throat, and then said one sentence after another.

He read with emotion and emotion: "The mist is thick and clouds are sad forever, and the auspicious brain is gone forever. The golden beast is gone. The festival is Double Ninth Festival... Don't say that the soul is not lost? The curtain rolls up the west wind, and people are thinner than the yellow flowers. Princess, listen, this poem is obviously made by a woman for her husband. These are all love words in private. Anyway, no one believes that the old friend mentioned by the immortal master has no relationship with the immortal master. In addition, the song adapted by the immortal master based on this poem can better explain the story between the immortal master and the so-called old friend! After the immortal master said the original sentence he made, he left without saying hello. What is this not to see things and think of people?!"

"That's all you want to say?" Princess Qianjin asked expressionlessly: "If you want to study hard, you will not learn. How can you use the word "seeing things and thinking about others"? Alas..." I don't know if Princess Qianjin's sigh was inappropriate to Xueer's words or to herself.

"Princess..." Xueer seemed to have noticed that Princess Qianjin was in a bad mood because of her words, and looked at her with concern. But now, Princess Qianjin was full of the drunken flowers of Li Qingzhao. It seemed that they all connected Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty and Huang Junming, who was in the Tang Dynasty, with an undetectable red line. They all said that the smarter a person is, the more he can think about it. But now he really has a misunderstanding of Huang Junming, which means that Huang Junming doesn't know. If Huang Junming knew about this, he might regret it again.

Princess Qianjin waved her hand and signaled Xueer to silence. Then she got up and tidied up her robe, took a whisk from the side and hugged it in her arms, and returned to Xueer: "Let's go and listen to what the song the immortal master sang is in the same tune."

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Note: When Li Qingzhao was drunk on the yin of flowers, his husband Zhao Mingcheng was not dead yet. And according to the habits of the ancients, this kind of love poem could not be made public after Zhao Mingcheng received the poem.

What should I do if I have no motivation to write, but no motivation? Another friend gave up. His data is much higher than that in the southwest. Alas, I really don’t know what I am sticking to. I feel confused. (To be continued)~.-~
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