After Li Hong's words, not only Zheng Xingtai and Lu Ao's faces became extremely ugly, but also Yan Lingbin, Huo Xiaoyu, Du Qiuniang and Xue Chu'er also turned pale and embarrassed. This guy's appetite must be too big!
The four major courtesans all came together to request a person to stay. This is a noble treatment that even the princes and nobles have not enjoyed. I am afraid that if it weren't for today's misfortune, the scene where the four major courtesans jointly requested a person to stay would never have happened. .
It's better now. Yan Lingbin's inquiry is just to ask for the guests' opinions based on etiquette. Usually at this time, the guests will either sing songs, or talk about poems and rhymes, and then write and answer with themselves, and then show off their talents and reach the point of even talking. The purpose of joy.
But this person doesn’t understand etiquette too much, right? She actually asked the four of them to perform at her opening, and also named them to be like the four people she mentioned. Who does he think he is? The current emperor is also the current prime minister!
But someone obviously didn't have that kind of awareness, and there was a matter-of-fact expression on his face, and there was even a trace of expectation in his eyes.
When Pei Wanying heard Li Hong speak, she was so angry that she lowered her head again in shame. She really couldn't stand it anymore. She thought that she had helped him resolve his embarrassment twice today, and that was about it. She didn't expect this guy to be so... He can do it and let the four oirans perform together. Doesn't he know how to write the word "ceremony" and " politeness"
Now that I am embarrassed along with him, the person involved still looks calm as a matter of course. Even the old book boy behind him feels that it is natural to him.
Du Qiuniang, who had been silent on the stage, suddenly bowed to Li Hongyingying and said: "Since the young master wants the four of us to perform together, it is natural, but can the four of us first ask the young master to compose a poem for us? Oh, of course it can’t be the song “Joining the Army” that has become popular.”
"Okay!" The literati in the hall and even outside burst into cheers when they heard Du Qiuniang's words.
Zheng Xingtai, Lu Ao, and the girls on the stage also looked at each other and smiled. This proposal instantly resolved their embarrassment and at the same time retained their well-known nobility. Otherwise, the four of them would perform for one person and wait for this matter. Once word spreads, the status of the four of them will decline among flower shops.
It's just that this guy is so arrogant that he actually wants the four oirans to perform for him.
Huh, you really overestimate your capabilities. Being able to jointly ask you to stay is already a great opportunity. This is not something that everyone can have. There is no such person even.
"No, I'm not in the mood." Li Hong took a leisurely sip of tea, and said lightly when the cheers died down and the hall became silent.
Pei Wanying was so embarrassed that she almost went crazy. After hearing Li Hong's words, she wanted to hit her head on the corner of the table and faint. What on earth was this guy thinking? Under the gaze of so many people, he still looked leisurely and calm. Knowing that everyone was targeting him now, he could still be so calm!
Moreover, Pei Wanying had to wonder if he had written the poem "Joining the Army", because now that he was asked to compose a poem, this guy's answer was too quick and too decisive.
"Why don't I give some advice? Since Brother Li has written a poem about joining the army before, I will also write a poem about going on an expedition and ask Brother Li for advice." Lu Ao looked at Li Hong's dead pig's skin, which was not afraid of boiling water. Lian Dexing, originally wanted to wait until the real poetry meeting to bring out this unknown poem, but now looking at Li Hong's bad deeds, he had no choice but to show it now.
But today's situation is like a challenge. When someone is about to compose a poem with you, you can't help but respond. Of course, you can also say a few words of resignation after the person has finished composing a poem, and then be treated with a few sarcastic remarks. , let you go again.
Lu Ao didn't give Li Hong any chance to refute or refuse. He stood up, thought for a while and read aloud: "The general came out of Zisai, and Mao Dun was in Wucai. The bamboos are noisy to the north of Yanmen, and the winged dragon formation is to the south. The eagle bows are spinning at night, and the iron cavalry is flying. At dawn, you should stay in the sun to prepare for the battle."
The entire hall was silent. After Lu Ao finished composing his poem, everyone was calm for a brief period, and then there was a sudden burst of applause and cheers, which even had the momentum to overthrow the curtains that surrounded him on three sides.
The four women on the stage looked at Lu Ao, their eyes filled with admiration. Although this man was slightly talented, he had never written any high-quality poems in the Lu family. They didn't want to see him here today. In front of Mr. Li, he was astonished and produced such a masterpiece.
Pei Wanying thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but worry about Li Hong. She had seen Li Hong compose two poems that day, one was good and the other was bad. Now he has composed a poem that is as good as his military expedition. Zhan Chengnan suddenly forced him into a real corner.
Today, these literati will not give up, especially after Lu Ao has written a poem, they will not let him leave easily, unless they admit defeat or write another poem that is no less important than joining the army. .
Among the four girls, Du Qiuniang was the most exquisite and thoughtful. When she heard that Lu Ao had composed such a masterpiece, she thought of Li Hong's military career and thought to herself: "This person should have been in the military. I'm afraid he will compose another song that is no less impressive." Yu Congjunxing’s poems probably couldn’t stop him..."
While she was thinking, she saw Huo Xiaoyu taking a step ahead of her. He first congratulated Lu Ao for writing a masterpiece, and then looked at Li Hong and said, "Master Li, your song "Joining the Army" is very popular, and Master Lu complements it with his song "War in the South of the City." But now that you are in the flower house, shouldn't you forget about the fighting and killing for a while and write a poem with the theme of wind, flowers, snow, moon, orioles and swallows? Or how about Mr. Li compose a poem about the four of us? It’s useless for the four of us to jointly request the young master to stay and give us advice.”
Li Hong first glanced at Lu Ao thoughtfully, which made Lu Ao feel a little guilty, but he didn't think too much about it. He waved to everyone in the hall and said loudly: "Miss Huo is absolutely right. How about asking Mr. Li to compose a poem about them? It will be a perfect match for the four courtesans who jointly requested you, and it will be spread as a lie in Chang'an."
"You should be punished for these words!" Li Hong glared at Huo Xiaoyu, who was smiling at her on the stage, and then muttered.
Only Pei Wanying next to her heard what he said clearly, and her heart skipped a beat involuntarily. This sentence was not something ordinary people would say and listen to. Only people in high positions like her father would say it when they were dissatisfied. I occasionally say such words.
"Hey, are you okay? Everyone knows that they are here for you. Do you think the blessing of Qi Ren is so easy to bear? They even asked four of them to perform for you. Now you can see, this is their revenge on you. , I’m afraid that you are good at military poetry, that’s why you asked this question, you’d better think about it carefully, don’t ask for too much, just be neat and tidy, don’t bother with the rhyme or the like, I’m afraid they won’t give it to you either. You have so much time." Pei Wanying was even more anxious than the old god, and she took the initiative to pull Li Hong's sleeve and said anxiously.
"Who is this Huo Xiaoyu?" Li Hong remembered that Pei Wanying had called out this name just after entering the poetry meeting.
"Who could it be? Of course he is the top one in Huafang. This is the Jinmei Academy, which Lu Ao bought from Luoyang at a huge price. He didn't expect that in just two years, he would become as famous as the other three. The top card," Pei Wanying patiently explained to Li Hong.
"Luoyang? Luoyang? Luoyang, the Eastern Capital!" Li Hong muttered, and a poem appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"What's the matter, Mr. Li? I wonder if there are poems in my belly now?" Lu Ao's face was full of smiles, and now he was waiting for Li Hong to admit defeat, so that Pei Wanying could value her more.
Establishing a relationship with Pei Wanying, and then establishing a close relationship with Pei Xingjian, was also the purpose of him and Zheng Xingtai inviting Pei Wanying.
Li Hong glanced at Lu Ao, smiled faintly, stood up, walked behind Lu Ao, patted Lu Ao's shoulder, and said relaxedly: "I want to compete with you about the battle in the south of the city just now."
Lu Ao's body stiffened with guilty conscience, and then he felt the strong hand leave his shoulder.
Pei Wanying was stunned. She was really convinced by this guy. He was acting so unconventionally. At this moment, he walked to the stage calmly and calmly in front of hundreds of people.
The Four Great Masters looked at Li Hong walking up, their beautiful eyes showing incredible shock at the same time. This person was definitely not an ordinary person, definitely not a simple person.
In front of so many people, to be able to look so calm and dare to walk on the stage is not something that ordinary scholars can do, especially when there are so many scholars in the audience, and there are four of them on the stage who have never gathered before. Everyone here knows how he managed to be so calm in the face of invisible pressures!
"With four beauties as the theme, it is natural to get closer to the four beauties in order to be poetic, right? Zhuo Wenjun once composed a song "Baitou Yin" that has been passed down through the ages. How about I use Han Yuefu's "Baitou Yin" "How about writing a poem about you?" Li Hong glanced at the beautiful faces of the four women confidently and asked.
"Please, Master, write a poem." Xue Chu'er was the first to lose face with Li Hong, so she was the first to speak.
"Peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City fly around and fall into whose home? The daughter of Luoyang cherishes the color and sighs when she sees the falling flowers. This year the flowers have fallen and the color has changed, but who will be there next year when the flowers bloom again? I have seen the pines and cypresses destroyed for wages, and I have heard that the mulberry fields have changed. Chenghai. The ancients did not return to Luocheng. Today, the flowers are the same every year, but the people are different every year. I should pity the half-dead white-headed old man. I am so pitiful. The handsome young man is singing and dancing in front of the fallen flowers. The general's pavilion is filled with paintings of immortals. How long can he enjoy the beauty of the spring? Silk. But looking at the ancient singing and dancing place, only the birds are sad at dusk."
There was silence on and off the stage. What Li Hong didn't expect, but what was reasonable, was that the first person to react was the four oirans standing on both sides of him.
While everyone in the audience was still thinking about the expression of this poem, the four women suddenly walked up to Li Hong and stood side by side. They saluted Li Hong in accordance with the disciple's etiquette and said: "Mr. Yan Lingbin, Huo Xiaoyu, Xue Chuer, Du Qiuniang and Xie from the slave family. Please give me some advice, sir, you are a talented man, please pay your respects to the slave family and others."
After the four girls finished speaking, they knelt down and saluted Li Hong under the surprised gazes of the scholars, Pei Wanying, Zheng Xingtai, Lu Ao and others!
(End of chapter)