I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Two bold words.

In the third song, Yin Xuan thought for a while, and settled Su Shi's turmoil.

Bamboo stick straw sandals lightly beat horses, who is afraid?Ren Pingsheng in a mino of misty rain.This poem has always been Yin Xuan's favorite, although it is not as grand as the previous two poems, but personally speaking, it is also very heroic.

There are three bold and unrestrained poems, and there are three left, Yin Xuan thinks that he should choose the words of the graceful school.

Speaking of graceful.

The first thing Yin Xuan thought of was Li Qingzhao.

But... Her words are good or bad, but they are a bit too bleak, looking for, deserted, miserable and sad. Those fourteen words are read by those emotional people, and I am afraid that they will shed tears on the spot.

This is also a big problem provoked by the graceful school of words.

Most of the poems of the graceful school are written in the most bleak way.

After pondering for a long time, Yin Xuan decided on a song, which was also written by Xin Qiji, "Sapphire Case".

He wanted to write this poem during the Lantern Festival, but... in the end, considering that there was no Qingyu case in the Tang Dynasty, it was not suitable to write it out.

But now...

Yin Xuan has no such worries.

At worst, let Mrs. Yang talk to her little sisters in the brothel in Pingkangfang, and ask them to compose some tunes and sing them out, or even...you can go to Taichang Temple directly.

The second poem of the Grace School.

Yin Xuan thought about it for a while, and finally decided on "Youth Tour", which was written by a scholar named Zhou Bangyan in the Song Dynasty.

"The knife is like water, Wu Yan beats the snow, and the slender hands break the new orange. The brocade tent is warm at the beginning, and the beast smoke keeps on, sitting opposite each other to tune the sheng."

"Ask in a low voice who is going to spend the night. It's already three o'clock in the city. The horse is slippery and frosty, it's better to stop, because few people go."

The general description is that a young man and a woman are in love, talking for too long, and the curfew is almost outside, the boy intends to go home, but the woman asks him, it is too late, it is better not to go back.

Write out the heart and mind of the youthful years.

As for the last one.

Yin Xuan thought for a long time, the main reason is that there are too few graceful poems that do not write sad poems, and the poets of the graceful school, if you really want to study them carefully, all of them are very sad.

Li Qingzhao and her husband separated and then fled. Li Yu died in the country. Liu Yong was proud of his youth, but he was obviously slack in the future. He didn't study hard and failed repeatedly.

It is clearly stated in the words, "I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle. To the chicken window, I only care about it with the barbarian, and I am restrained in teaching lessons." That is, after borrowing a woman, I hate myself at the beginning, why didn't I lock myself in the room , Get up with the chicken, sleep with the dog, why didn't you study hard.

There are very few articles that are not clearly written about sadness.

Li Qingzhao's Rumeng Ling is very suitable, but... I have been in Datang for so long, and Yin Xuan has not been to the depths of lotus flowers, so this poem is not suitable.

The other song is like a dream, although it is not expressly written about sadness, but it is too young and daughter-like.

Think about it.

It's the beginning of spring now, and Yan Shu's "Broken Time" is appropriate.

"When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms are behind the Qingming. The green moss on the pond is three or four o'clock, and the oriole under the leaves sings once or twice, and the days are long and the catkins are light."

"Smile at the female companion next door to the east, and meet them in the mulberry path. I suspect that I had a good spring dream last night, but it's because I won the weed fight today, and smiles come from both faces."

Although I don't know why this group of graceful poets, good men, have to write these things from the perspective of their daughters.

but…

This poem about Chunjing will not embarrass Yin Xuan.

It is not easy to find these six poems that are suitable from the not-so-barren but not so rich poetry reserves in my mind.

Yin Xuan also thought about whether to use some poems to make up the number, such as Spring River Flower Moon Night or something.

嗏

After all, there are some differences in the style of poetry and painting.

After making a decision, Yin Xuan wrote down the six poems and sent Di Renjie to Fengchao for publication in the next issue of the magazine—he is now making this kid more and more comfortable.

A new issue of the magazine.

It was published within half a month. When the readers in Chang'an opened the magazine, the six poems on the front page came into their eyes. When they saw the poet again, their eyes widened.

Lord Zhengyang!
It turned out to be the poems that Zhengyang Gong took out!

They had been begging hard, but they had never been able to think about it. What happened recently made Zhengyang start writing, and there were as many as six poems at once.

What stimulated you?

Is it because of Yin Lulu's second place in the imperial examination?

But it has been nearly two months, and the magazine has published two issues. If it was published, it should have been published long ago, and these six poems did not appear to be encouraging or praising Yin Lulu.

Especially the first song Manjianghong.

The second floor of Tongfu Restaurant.

Several scholars sat around a table, each holding a magazine in his hand.

"Mr. Zhengyang... How did you create so many variant poems?" Flipping through the magazine alone, his eyes were full of joy, but also a little strange.

The person beside him shook his head: "Why is this a heterogeneous poem?"

"This thing is called a word."

word?
Most people don't understand. They look at their friends at the same table stupidly.
The man cleared his throat and introduced: "This kind of ci writing originated from Liang, and it is a very novel thing, but...it usually appears in places like Pingkangfang."

"But..."

"Grand Zhengyang has always been an eclectic person. With Hualiu Ci in his hands, there will be no such flavor of Hualiu."

One person nodded: "It's probably because Mr. Zhengyang was tired of writing poems and essays, so he brought out these rare things to relieve boredom."

"As for... why Lord Zhengyang wrote these six poems." Suddenly, a person spoke slowly, squinting his eyes and said softly, "I heard some rumors."

The others quickly cast their gazes over.

The man slowly picked up the teacup, ordered the table, and chuckled: "You all know that Tongfu Restaurant is under renovation, so plan to build a third floor."

The others nodded and looked towards the enclosed area not far away.

This person also took a look, and then continued: "This third floor is going to be built into a private room."

Several people nodded again, they also knew the news.

"As you all know, the academy plans to hold a poetry meeting in the private room after the private room is built, so... these six poems are actually the names of the six private rooms."

"Since I have a name."

"So Lord Zhengyang composed lyrics for them on a whim."

After these words fell, they fell silent.

They made up a lot of brains...the reason why Zhengyang Association made these words.

For example, the song Man Jianghong.

It seemed like it happened some time ago - although they didn't know what happened, it was true that Mr. Zhengyang broke the legs of several people.

This song is like scolding those people.

Actually it's not just this one.