son-in-law

Chapter 227 Cataclysm ([-])

The buzzing, the gathering of hundreds, the eccentric vibe.

In the first few hours of this Liqiu poetry meeting, there were indeed some twists and turns in the development.

Since Lu Tuizhi proposed to write poems, the deserted atmosphere caused by the group fight has gradually disappeared. Those who can mix in officialdom and vanity fair, no matter whether Lu Tuizhi or Lu Tuizhi, can dominate the overall situation. Well, they are quite skilled in the art of lively atmosphere.When Lu Tuizhi mentioned that Hangzhou was the theme, what happened next, it is conceivable that everyone would produce excellent works frequently, commenting and admiring each other, in harmony. Originally... there should be no surprises.

As a result, the atmosphere began to become weird again. Of course, it was somewhat different from the previous isolation and weirdness.

"Southeast Xingsheng, the three Wu cities, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times... This is looking at the tide, it's magnificent, but..."

"Never seen before..."

"It rhymes with..."

Discussions were buzzing among the crowd. There were 42 round tables, during which some merchants, some scholars, and some women who accompanied her husband’s family were discussing in whispers.At this time, in front of the main ship's lobby, the gathered scholars were also frowning and discussing. Some of them were originally writing poems, but they couldn't help but stop at this moment. What they were discussing...was very strange.

Lou Shuwan and her husband-in-law Song Zhiqian leaned forward, and they also greeted several peers or elders they knew softly. Just now, Ning Yi completed his ci in the crowd.This is the first poem he wrote in Hangzhou. It is very straightforward, and it is also the standard for everyone to prudently call him the number one genius in Jiangning. From the first moment he wrote, this poem he wrote has attracted people around him. It is reasonable to say that whether a poem is good or bad, in the eyes of these scholars with high literary talents, they should judge quickly, but the strange atmosphere is also from that poem. It was spread out when the work was gradually completed, and when it was half finished, the whole hall had already been surrounded by an indescribable whisper.

At this time, he had finished writing his lyrics, and the atmosphere was still going on. Although Lou Shuwan and his wife listened to the whole lyrics intermittently, they couldn't help but go over and take a closer look.Surrounded by scholars over there, the piece of rice paper written by Ning Yi has been presented to Lu Tuizhi, who couldn't help but come over, for a look. Or say something like: "This word is magnificent...Looking at the tide of the sea..." But he never commented loudly, which is not in line with his original intention of trying to mobilize the atmosphere.

After Ning Yi finished writing, he said: "This song "Wang Haichao", please correct me." This was originally a polite remark, but the current atmosphere really seems to be being corrected by a group of people.

Lou Shuwan looked over, the rice paper was still on the table, the font was neat and elegant, but Lou Shuwan had never seen such a font before, but she didn't think about it, she just read the content.Ciming is naturally the three characters "Wang Haichao", and only then did she read the content of the Ci on the paper in its entirety, and murmured it out.

"The shape of the southeast, the three Wu cities, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times... Yanliu painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, with 10 homes. Clouds and trees surround embankments and sand, raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the sky is endless... The city is full of pearls, and the households are full Luo Qi, compete for luxury."

The majesty and beauty of this poem, almost from the first sentence, catches the eye with a bang, and the subsequent sentences outline and describe it, for a while, it feels like a picture scroll, just making people feel grand, but not frivolous.Only the first half of the que has clearly outlined the style of Hangzhou. Even Lou Shuwan, who has always lived in Hangzhou, was fascinated by it for a while.

She looked at Ning Liheng who was holding his wife's hand and walking aside. Out of curiosity, she had read the poems written by the other party many times, although she had long been familiar with the magnificent lyrics. I was deeply impressed, but I still can't help but feel a little trembling for this word.After all, this is the scene where he made such a poem. She had experienced this incident herself, but she felt a little strange about the groaning expressions of the people around her, so she went to look at the second half.

"Chonghu Lake is stacked in Qingjia, there are Sanqiu osmanthus, ten miles of lotus. The Qiang Guan clears the sky, Lingge sings in the night, playing and fishing for old people and lotus babies. Thousands of riders with high teeth... Listen to the flute and drum while drunk, and enjoy the haze. Another day The picture will be good, go back to Fengchi to praise..."

It was still extremely beautiful, like fireworks like amber. She finished reading the poem softly, and looked at the frowning husband-in-law beside her. Over there, Lu Tuizhi was already walking towards Qian Xiwen and the others with the rice paper , In fact, several old people were already meditating on something over there, and their eyes were complicated, and they even tapped something on the table with their fingers in a regular manner.And on the side of the hall at this time, several brothel girls holding pipas and guqins are also leaning towards this side, some of them stretched their necks, as eager as swans-they are cheap after all, under such circumstances , I dare not go too far, I can only wait for someone to formally copy the lyrics.

"Sanggong, that word is quite good, what's wrong? Everyone is like this..."

Among the crowd, Su Tan'er actually had the same doubts as Lou Shuwan.In fact, Ning Yi took out the lyrics at this time, which does not mean that there will be excellent comments immediately. After all, the poetry meeting will be held by him alone, and there are people around who are writing. Will others make comments? It's their business.Su Tan'er only understands a little bit, and the meaning is certainly clear, but it is difficult to evaluate the quality of top-level lyrics.Moreover, this is the first time that she accompanied her husband and son-in-law to participate in such a gathering, and it is also the first time that Ning Yi is really by her side, and shows her talent in front of everyone. For her who admires and desires to be talented and romantic, she is also very much looking forward to it On one occasion, Ning Yi finished writing the lyrics, and she also felt that these sentences must be excellent, but the reaction of everyone was still beyond her expectations.

Then Ning Yi took her, who lowered her head and was anxious, to sit down at the round table beside her. Ning Yi was still holding her hand at this time, but when she saw that the scholars around her hadn't gotten close enough, she dared to whisper: "Why...that poem What's the matter..." Xiao Chan from the side and rear was also curious at this time: "Yes, yes, what's the matter? Is the writing not good?" Ning Yi glanced at the two, but then laughed and did not answer .Su Tan'er frowned and pursed her lips, her face full of doubts. Su Wending, who had been following her all this time, poked her head over from the chair beside her.

"Second Sister, have you ever heard of the phrase Wanghaichao?"

"Uh... well, it seems not, so what's the matter..."

Su Wending looked at Ning Yi with a complex expression, not knowing whether to admire or sigh, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, is that Ci Pai newly made by you?"

Ning Yi glanced at him, then looked at Su Tan'er, and smiled: "Well, there was no such name before..."

"A new Ci Pai?" On the other side, Lou Shuwan's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe what Song Zhiqian said.Song Zhiqian frowned: "Yeah, his ci is extremely gorgeous, and the rhyme is...excellent. And it's his own original ci card. He wants to kill people with this hand... Even if This word card was made by him for Hangzhou before, and it is scary to take it out now..."

At this time, no one dared to judge whether the word was good or not, or in other words, no one was willing to make a judgment immediately.

This song "Wanghaichao", which is "the shape of the southeast, and the city of the three Wus", was originally composed by Liu Yong. Before this song, there was no such name as "Wanghaichao".

To talk about the origins and origins of various Cipai names, there are actually various kinds. From the Tang Dynasty, even from the Han Dynasty, Cipai evolved from various Yuefu Ciqu. In the Tang Dynasty, the mainstream of literati was mainly poetry, All kinds of songs are just trails and are not taken seriously, but they gradually developed, and in the Dewu Dynasty, like the Song Dynasty, they formed a scale that could rival poetry.The lyrics correspond to the songs, length, rhyme, put it in the singer's mouth, there will be a fixed singing pattern, and someone once made a model, and it will be finalized at one time. That’s for sure, it doesn’t mean that if you write a crooked poem casually, you can say that it is your own original poem.

The sentence length and rhythm planning of Cipai must be very testable. Everyone reads it in a fixed way, just like a song, which rhymes and sounds good.And in the mouths of those singers, even if there is no musical score, they can still sing these words. Ancient poems actually included the way of singing at the beginning.

This is why those brothel girls are so sensitive to this word.

Create a new poem on the spot—even if it is not on the spot, the person who can create an original poem must be a master in terms of poetry skills.Originally, everyone thought that Shuhang, even if it is a top-level poem, is not without it, but Ning Yi suddenly showed such a hand, but no one present thought that he could do it.

They were unable and unwilling to evaluate the benefits of this poem immediately, but they couldn't even find the fault of this new poem at all. This is the most complicated thing.

The manuscript was passed on to Qian Xiwen, Mu Bochang, and Tang Xiuxuan. The old men pondered over the length and rhyme of the ci, and Lu Tuizhi and others were also thinking about and discussing the ci.In fact, Lu Tuizhi likes it very much. He is the magistrate of Hangzhou. He took Hangzhou as the topic, and everyone wrote a lot of praise. Listening to flutes and drums while drunk, singing and admiring the haze. Looking forward to the beautiful scenery in the future, go back to Fengchi to praise..." These few words made him most intoxicated, but then he was a little surprised, and Tang Xiuxuan laughed softly beside him up.

"Tomorrow will be a good time, go back to Fengchi to praise... Qian Gong, he just rejected your proposal, but he didn't expect to have such ambition in his heart."

Qian Xiwen shook his head and laughed: "In terms of his ci skills, these few lines are perfect, but it's a bit pretentious for him to write them down at this time."

Uncle Mu also smiled on his relatively rigid face: "Just now everyone worked hard, and he also made a concession on purpose. He wrote it for me to all the talents in Hangzhou. After this word, it's enough to smile away all grievances..."

In this poem, the words "Thousands of cavalry with high teeth, listening to flutes and drums while drunk, singing and admiring the haze. Another day plans to return to Fengchi to praise the good scene", which probably means that thousands of cavalry surrounded the chief , listening to flute and drums while drunk, watching and singing hazy scenery, painting beautiful scenery in the future, boasting to people when returning to Beijing for promotion.This kind of writing is the best expectation for those scholars or officials who are ambitious and diligently seeking fame and fame, but just now Ning Yi's action of rejecting Qian Xiwen's proposal is a bit hypocritical Of course, if everyone thinks about it, it is natural that Ning Yi does not want to make people angry, so he uses such words to praise everyone and reconcile with each other.

Among the scholars, at this time, many people have realized the meaning of this. Facing Ning Yi, they also showed a little smile. Sing for everyone..." After all, after Ning Yi has shown such talent, it doesn't matter if he makes friends with him and lifts the sedan chair.

So at this moment, Lu Tuizhi also came out to speak with a smile, and juxtaposed Ning Yi's poems with the poems of the rest of the people. Members, and at this time the atmosphere of the members is more sufficient, so there is no need to draw down so urgently.Anyway, those who know it well can always see it, it’s good to be bored in the heart, but at this moment, another strange atmosphere that is difficult for ordinary people to detect flows among the crowd, as if someone suddenly realized something, which makes Many people turned their eyes to Ning Yi in amazement, and then turned away.

The initial feeling of that kind of feeling actually appeared among the most famous talents in Hangzhou.Here in Hangzhou, there are He Qiming, Yu Lanzhi, and Geng Huoran who are known as the number one talents. These people are probably all named in parallel, and they are different in everyone's mind. What else is second or third... ... These people may have some problems with literati dating on weekdays, and they occasionally compete, but they still have personal relationships with each other. When they knew the weight of this new poem, several of them also gathered together to exchange ideas and exchange opinions. Judging, they can know that Ning Liheng has the intention of reconciling with everyone in the end, and for a while, they will not say anything strange. Some people said: "The rhythm of this ci card is harmonious and harmonious, the atmosphere is gorgeous, and the aftertaste is long. I am not as good at writing lyrics as I am."

But also in the mutual comments, someone suddenly realized something vaguely. It's hard to say who thought of it first, but in the silent eyes, many people who realized this matter, even for a while, their scalps were numb. .Many years later, when these people were old people and talked about today's incident again, some people used the description of scalp numbness...

If you want to summarize that kind of cognition, it is roughly like this: If this person created this kind of lyrics by himself a month or two months ago, how could there be the latter expression of reconciliation with everyone in his poem? Sentences with meaning?

Most of the people present have the desire for fame and wealth, have the heart of fame and wealth, and want to read the books of sages and do great things.In all fairness, it is hard for them to believe that there are young people in the world who do not have such expectations, but Ning Yi just rejected Qian Lao's proposal, which made them have to face up to this fact.Because no matter how crazy a person is, he would not take care of him as a son-in-law, at most he would be a hermit.

Ning Yi's previous poems have spread all over Hangzhou. Just now, these top talents have also taken them out and examined them many times, and they can probably understand one of his styles.For such a person, if it is said that this poem was not written on the spot, but was written by him within a month or a few days ago, how could he possibly write "The picture of the future will be a good scene, return to Fengchi to praise", anyone can now It can be seen that it is impossible for this person to write such sentences full of fame and fame in his spare time.

This is what he did on the spot...

When everyone was thinking of taking out the finely crafted poems of the past, this person wrote such a poem on the spot, which was able to blend to such a degree, and the new lyrics can be blended to such an astonishing height !Regardless of whether the lyrics were created by him before or now, this poem is his current composition.At that time, he nodded in response and wrote the words, even without thinking, he didn't even take seven steps.Realizing this, everyone was a little reluctant to think about the possibility of whether he made up the Cipai at the time or before.

This is hardly the category of genius anymore, to this extent, it is enough to send shivers down the spine.

Ning Yi sat there with his head tilted, and picked his face with his fingers. He was beaten there, and now he put a small patch on it, which is a little black and blue.

Few people expressed such thoughts and speculations, but they were all smart people, and gradually some people felt this incongruity.After a while, Song Zhiqian who was sitting in the distance suddenly raised his head and stared at the couple on the other side of the hall: "No, he, he...he wrote the words on the spot..."

Lou Shuwan turned to look at him.Song Zhiqian's face was full of disbelief, but his cheeks twitched, and then twitched again: "He... no wonder he doesn't write poetry at all. It's not because he doesn't go to the poetry meeting because of indifference, it's, it's..." It's just that others can't play with him at all... Song Zhiqian didn't say anything, Lou Shuwan looked at him suspiciously, and then turned his eyes back bored.

Many people present couldn't predict in their hearts how Ning Yi's talent will reach after the news of the poetry meeting spread...

Ning Yi and Su Tan'er were sitting there, holding one of their hands under the table, like a couple of gods and gods. Occasionally, someone came to say hello, and even a few people from Qingguan timidly came to ask Ning Yi for advice. That appearance seemed extremely devout, and after a while, I heard the sound of music, and sang "Watching the Tide" written by Ning Yi just now, and then went to sing others.

"After today, the business in Hangzhou may not be easy..."

After experiencing such a poetry meeting and receiving all kinds of praise, Su Tan'er was actually very happy in her heart. Of course, her lovely vanity was also quite satisfied. For the first time in her life, she truly belonged to the "wife of great talent" I was so moved, my heart was pounding, and there was a gentle and quiet smile on my face.However, there was also a trace of calmness that she maintained, which allowed her to say something off topic.

Ning Yi was also smiling, looking at everything around him: "I've suffered for you today, I'm sorry for you."

"I'm your wife." Su Tan'er replied with a smile, looking at a woman playing the piano over there, "However, there is no need to argue with the Lou family. We don't take advantage of their place. Go back today, After I finish the business here in Hangzhou, let's go back to Jiangning... Then I will accompany my husband to Beijing."

"Well, when the time comes, we will collude with the government and businessmen and become a money-grabbing couple. I will help you earn back all the losses here."

"Haha." Su Tan'er smiled happily, "Actually, I had an idea when I spoke earlier. I just thought that you would not agree, my husband, so I let it go."

"Ok?"

"I want to tell everyone that I am pregnant with my husband's flesh and blood."

"Really?"

"It's fake, anyway... not yet. I originally thought that when we go home today, we will arrange an accident. In a few days, I will tell the public that the concubine has lost her child because of this anger. In this way , the Lou family will bear the reputation of forcing a child to death, and they won't touch us." After saying this, the smile on Su Tan'er's face was restrained, and she was as cold as frost, which is her cruel heart as a decision maker mode too.

Ning Yi squeezed her palm: "There is no need to do this, it makes everyone unhappy."

"Well, thinking about it later, I'm not happy to do this. But at that time, it was just because there were many doctors around." Su Tan'er smiled sweetly.

At the beginning of the party, it went on like this. Lu Tuizhi also gradually realized the possibility that the poem was actually written by Ning Yi on the spot, and hinted at the position of the guest of honor over there. He glanced at Ning Yi several times. He also said to Qian Xiwen: "With such talent and mind, it's no wonder that Prime Minister Qin invited him to Beijing to help, and he is both civil and military..." Talent refers to the lyrics, and mind refers to the sentence that will be reconciled with the Hangzhou students later.

Qian Xiwen also smiled, and simply responded: "I don't know whether he is good at learning or martial arts. I heard that not long ago in Jiangning, there was an assassin from the Liao Kingdom, and it was he who rescued Xiang Qin. "

"Is that... a life-saving grace?"

"Well, it should be a life-saving grace."

After Qian Xiwen finished speaking lightly, without further words, Lu Tuizhi glanced at him, and there was another chill behind him.He was going to give up Ning Yi before, and he also knew that Ning Yi had a relationship with Qin Xiang, but he only thought it was a simple relationship. These are powerful, so there is naturally room for trade-offs.Since Qian Xiwen knew that Ning Yi had saved Qin Yuyuan's life, he probably decided early in the morning that he would do his best, but the old man just reminded him a little, but didn't say much, if he really went in the direction of convicting Ning Yi , when the time comes...that would really offend people.Offending Qin Yuyuan at this time, no matter what level of political achievement he has in the future, no matter how much credit he has, I'm afraid he can't afford to go around... Although he is a magistrate, the old man in front of him is simply warning and beating him.

The harmonious atmosphere continued, no one could know the undercurrent surging under the table, Lou Jinlin had also come over by this time, laughing and chatting with some people.Occasionally, the poet was still writing, but at this moment, no one challenged Ning Yi.The setting sun gradually appeared in the sky, and the lanterns were blown up on the big boat, waiting to be lit later, and then, the dishes of Fuqinglou were also served in trays.

The majestic sunset dyed the western sky, clouds, lake and mountains in a majestic orange. In the evening, a slightly refreshing wind blew from the lake and into the open hall on all sides. Looking at the colors of the mountains and rivers in the distance in the warm wind and rays of light, someone is reciting poems, wearing a turban and white robe, elegant and elegant.On Ning Yi's side, a talent from Hangzhou came over to talk to him. Ning Yi also stood up and chatted with the other party. The banquet was about to officially begin. Some servants went to the top of the boat and prepared to light the lanterns later.

In the magnificent, refreshing, clean, and harmonious evening, Ning Yi looked at the sunset. For a while, he was also fascinated by such a scene, and became slightly intoxicated by the wind.

Flocks of geese flew across the sky in the setting sun.

The person next to him said something, and Ning Yi frowned slightly. Although he didn't pay attention to the conversation, the response was still simple. He was probably saying the next sentence.Ning Yi felt something, but it was hard to describe, maybe it was an illusion, those slight touches scratched his heart, like ants, if an ant colony, then it was like a mosquito, that illusion...rises from the soles of his feet!
Under the setting sun, as if experiencing a moment of tranquility like the first opening of a primordial world, and then...

There was a sudden movement at the foot!
Numerous table legs "squeaked" and panicked. Ning Yi grabbed the scholar who was about to fall to the ground. At this moment, he didn't know what happened, but in the next breath, the big boat rose.

Boom - a sound.

The big boat on the lake first bumped to the left, and then slammed into the boat on the other side. There was a sound of cracking wood. The boatman probably lit a lantern above, and a lantern suddenly turned into a fireball, accompanied by " Ah——" the worker yelled, and fell on the side of the field of vision.

There was violent shaking, the tables and chairs were shaking, Su Tan'er grabbed him, Ning Yi threw away the scholar, and grabbed Xiao Chan and Su Tan'er's wrists, bang bang bang, there was already the sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground , In the hall under the setting sun, many people fell to the ground unexpectedly, in a panic, no one knew what happened, and the ship was shaking.Someone was shouting "what's the matter, what's the matter", and there were all kinds of weird voices, the woman screamed suddenly, the strings of the lute were broken, and the woman's fingers were cut.The rumbling sound came from far and near.

"What's wrong--"

"Steady-"

Someone yelled hastily outside, someone yelled something, vaguely it was "brother", but the next moment it was discovered that it was "dilong..."

Then, like a horn sounding an alarm, a panicked voice tore through the sunset.

"Earthworm--"

"Earth Dragon turned over—"

"Turned over—"

The ship was still shaking, Ning Yi looked outside, and his vision was shaking. It was not because the ship was shaking too fast, but because the shaking on the ship was not fast enough and the picture of the faster shaking outside was poor.Boom, boom, boom, boom.The water on the lake seemed to be boiled at this moment, and the mountains in the distance, the city, and the nearby Xiaoyingzhou were all shrouded in violent vibrations.

The setting sun is like blood. On this evening with a magnificent setting sun, the huge power that spewed out from the depths of the ground turned into a real nightmare, and with the violent shock waves, it swallowed the vast world as far as the eye could see, and even the inaccessible entire continental plate...

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The catastrophe begins, which is the turn from the family line to the national line in the three parts of "Zuo Son" - home, country, and world.

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