Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 88
[Chapter 88 Can You Hatch This Gourd]
“This is…” Han Qingzhu’s eyes lit up, staring at the quatrains written on the paper.
“The sun is slanting in the mighty sorrow of leaving, and the chanting whip points to the end of the world.”
“Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers!”
“Good! Good! Good!” Han Qingzhu said three “good” words in a row, Looking proudly at Patriarch Xianhu, “Patriarch, look, how about this poem?”
Patriarch Xianhu looked at the poem deeply, and then nodded slowly.
“Okay!” The ancestor of the fairy gourd nodded slightly, “The sorrow of separation in the first two sentences of this poem is bold and unrestrained in the infinite emotion. A mighty, a world, full of pride, this kind of poetry, should be worthy Minister of the army.”
“The last two sentences have been changed, expressing the desire to protect the country from the feeling of parting. Instead of using Lu Daru’s ‘scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same’, even if the petals fall, they must be cared for with soil Flowers. The intention is lofty and the layout is grand, but it is unlucky!” At the
end of the speech, the ancestor of the fairy gourd slightly frowned and said slowly.
“Hahahaha…” Han Qingzhu laughed loudly, “My ancestor’s words are wrong. I am most satisfied with these last two sentences.
” , I never thought of dying on the bed. A bloody battle against a barbarian enemy, and a corpse shrouded in horse leather, will be a real man!”
“It’s just that I said it myself, and it’s inevitable that my mouth will be full of blood and anger. This boy Chen uses flowers as a metaphor, which is exactly what I want. It fits my heart…”
After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Luo again, with a narrow smile in his eyes: “Boy Chen, why are there only poems and no titles?” After a pause
, he said, “Old man I think the title of the poem “Ode to Bamboo” last time is very good!”
Han Yunge laughed at the side, and Chen Luo immediately understood what Han Qingsong meant, and quickly said: “The title of this poem is “Ode to Flowers and Two Gifts of Soldiers Xiang Bing Fa Wanren City “”
“Hahahahaha, what a good name!” Han Qingsong smiled again, and looked at Cheng Yunge: “Yunge, let’s have a feast, let the chef cook the messy pig given by the emperor, and have a big meal today!”
“Yes !” Yun Ge also nodded with a smile, turned around and left the main hall.
At this time, the ancestor of the fairy gourd looked at Chen Luo, his old eyes flashed, and he didn’t know what he was thinking… I
do
n’t know who it was, who spread the new book written by Chen Luo in the military minister’s mansion, and the new poem became popular for a while Overwhelmed today’s latest eighth episode of “Swordsman”!
Of course, there were rumors that Han Qingzhu’s housekeeper and some literati had been seen secretly saying something.
Wenchang Pavilion.
“Old man!” Yan Baichuan disrupted the chessboard in front of him, “There are two of them! You have not yet set out to fight, but you got two famous poems through the ages,
I am so angry !” After drawing, looking at the disordered chessboard, he clearly won with three moves left.
“It’s no wonder that in Wenchang Pavilion, Wen Xiang’s game of chess is also called random killing game, so that’s how it is!”
Fell Liu Academy.
“This Han Qingzhu is so shameless!” Kong Tianfang was furious, “In terms of friendship, how could he be as close as we and Wan Anbo, and how could he get another good poem for nothing!”
“Go, send a letter with the other seven courtyards, Let them come to Zheliu Academy for a gathering. I will increase the number of “Daxuanmin Daily” and supplements by another 20,000 copies!”
Earl’s Mansion.
“I’m so pissed off!” Song Tuizhi was angry when he heard Wei Yan’s report, “This Han Qingzhu cheated poetry from my junior brother again! My junior brother, if I just send some treasures to my door, I will send it away.” Why do you want to write poems?”
“No, I have to report this matter to my mentor. Since I have taken the poems of the junior brother, they will contribute to the younger brother’s enlightenment in the future, and no one can escape!”
Yu Yinyuan.
Luo Hongnu, who was dressed in red and looked south, was lazily sleeping on the recliner, looking at the remaining flowers in the courtyard, with a look of melancholy and regret on her delicate face.
“If you don’t know lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt it…”
“You really can write people’s hearts, you can really write lovesickness in a song.”
“But what about lovesickness?”
“The king is at the head of the river, and the slave is at the end of the river At the end, I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink a river together.”
“Girl, girl!” The maidservant in pink trotted all the way into Luo Hongnu’s boudoir, “Girl!”
“Recklessly, what about the rules? You In this way, you won’t be able to promise a good family in the future.” Luo Hongnu scolded.
The servant girl smiled and said, “I wish I could stay with the girl for the rest of my life.” “You’re talking
stupid again!”
“Girl, Wan Anbo has written a new work. It just came out. I’m afraid you don’t know it, so I ran fast. ” A little more.”
“A new work? But a new song? Who did he write it for?” Luo Hongnu quickly sat up straight and asked nervously.
“Don’t worry, girl.” The servant girl smiled and said, “It’s not a song, nor is it writing a poem for other women, it’s for a soldier.”
Luo Hongnu felt relieved for some reason, and said: “” “Ode to Bamboo”, I know.”
“No, it’s a new poem.” After speaking, the servant girl read out this “Ode to Flower”.
After Luo Hongnu listened silently, his heart felt hot, and he repeated: “Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers…”
“How can this person be so good at writing? It’s obviously a poem about ambition, why is it a different person?” It has a different flavor when you read it. Who says he is ruthless, which flower will he protect!”
“What an enemy.”
Luo Hongnu thought about it, her pretty face became hot, and she blushed.
…
“Lu Tong, why are there so many people outside?” Chen Luo came back in the carriage, and found that the door was full of people. Worried that the readers sent the blades, he hurriedly let the groom come in through the back door.
Lu Tong looked at Chen Luo sadly: “Uncle, didn’t you give poems to soldiers?”
“Yes, what’s wrong?”
Lu Tong sighed: “It’s spread all over the city. You use a The first famous poem through the ages is regarded as a door-to-door salute, and now the princes, nobles, civil and military officials all over the city have sent you invitations, inviting you to come to the mansion to have a narration.
” There ‘s a post!”
Chen Luo was startled, and wiped the sweat off his forehead, “Fortunately, Wen Xiang didn’t join in the fun.”
“Wen Xiang’s family came and said that he will come to the door in a few days and let you prepare by yourself.”
Chen Luo Luo’s heart sank, and he looked at Ji Zhong: “Xiao Ji, go clean up, let’s go to Sanxizhuang these two days.”
At this moment, Song Tuizhi’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Luo. Just as Chen Luo was about to salute, Song Tuizhi suddenly stood in front of Chen Luo, looking into a void.
“Old gourd, stop joking with the younger generation.”
“Hey, young boy, so you are here…” The space that was originally empty was distorted, and a figure appeared, it was Chen Luo who was there before. The Bingxiangfu met the ancestor of the fairy gourd.
Song Tuizhi raised his eyebrows slightly: “My mentor bestowed the word Tui, the name of bravery won’t last long.”
Chen Luo was taken aback, looking at Song Tuizhi, so the name of his senior brother is Song Yong?
It’s so vulgar, puff… Song Tuizhi ’s
facial muscles twitched, and he looked at Patriarch Xianhu with some displeasure: “Old Hulu, why are you following my junior brother?”
Only then did Patriarch Hu look at Chen Luo, and smiled again: “I originally wanted to take care of you, kid, and let you get a favor, so I could ask you to do something.”
“I didn’t expect Xiao Yongzi to follow you. It’s really a lot.”
Song Tuizhi: (╬◣д◢)
If you call me Xiaoyongzi again, I will go crazy, I am so old!
Chen Luo hurriedly saluted: “Mother-in-law, you are being polite. I don’t know what my mother-in-law can do for you?”
Just kidding, Daxuan logistics boss, Daoist senior, this is also a golden thigh, so you have to hold it tight.
The ancestor of the fairy gourd waved his hand: “You are welcome, you are welcome, it is just a sudden whim…”
Saying this, the ancestor of the fairy gourd shook his hand, only to see that he was holding a gourd vine in his hand, and there were seven miniature gourds hanging on the gourd vine , red orange yellow green blue blue purple, really small and exquisite.
“I want to ask Chen Xiaoyou for help to hatch these seven little gourds!”
Chen Luo was startled, and a melody suddenly sounded in his head-
“Ding dong dong dong dongdang…” To
report the current situation to the leaders.
In the afternoon, my little sun editor told me that I will go to Sanjiang next week.
Thank you very much for the support of all brothers and sisters, thank you, Lao Ba.
I will write it well, as I said before, the world background of this book is very big, the story has just begun, and it will not collapse, so please rest assured to follow it.
Then it hits shelves next Friday at noon.
After it is put on the shelves, Lao Ba can explode.
Take off the shame hat of literati! snort!
That’s about it, Riseby!
Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation.
kneel!
(end of this chapter)
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