Datang: Kidnapping Li Shimin at the beginning

Chapter 54 Qingping Tune!
"Ding, Chu Yanfu is pretending to be aggressive, the system is very unhappy, adding side missions."

"Ding, the host is the champion in Wenhui poetry, qin, song, and painting, trample this bastard to death, and reward Sima Xiangru for his qin skills."

"Ding, smash the conspiracy, spend a night alone with Li Ruoshuang and be safe, reward Wu Daozi for his painting skills!"

"Ding, the system will continue to provide the host with humanized task choices based on the principle of fairness and justice."

"Ding, the host is silent until the end of the text meeting, and he is alone, rewarding Yinniang's disgust +100000."

"Ding, the host will disembark immediately, avoid the conspiracy, and reward continuous natural and man-made disasters until he can enter the palace as an eunuch."

"Huh? This time I played too much!" Chu Tianyi said in shock.

It was the first time that the system issued a task because it was unhappy with a person.

But this choice, there are some dogs, so why do you still have to choose?

Leaving aside Yinniang's attitude, she can't really enter the palace as a eunuch, can she?
Since the last time he released the task of entering the palace as an official, he began to suspect that this dog system wanted him to enter the palace as a eunuch, and had been trying to trick him.

"System, I choose to overwhelm the crowd, and spend another night alone with Yinniang!"

The first task may take a little effort.

Isn't the second mission easy to grasp?
Sima Xiangru's qin and Wu Daozi's paintings are all works of art that will last forever.

Sima Xiangru, a phoenix seeking a phoenix, occupies the position of the number one love song in ancient and modern times.

Painting the sage Wu Daozi is like Wang Xizhi's position in the way of calligraphy.

The reward this time is really too generous.

It's just... It's easy for him to write poems, play the piano, sing praises, and paint pictures to compare Chu Yanfu.

But what the hell is smashing the conspiracy? Is there anything else going on today?

This Li Ruoshuang must be Yinniang!
Yinniang must be a pseudonym, and Li Ruoshuang is her real name.

If not, we don't know other women, the system can't create something out of nothing, can it?

Seeing the silent Chu Tianyi, Yinniang felt a little angry, why didn't she say a word, could she really be frightened by Chu Yanfu?
It doesn't make sense, how can someone who can write "Ai Lian Shuo" be frightened?

"Hehe, Yinniang doesn't need to ask any more questions, he's already scared out of his wits!" The more proud Chu Yanfu became, the more confident he became: "Why don't you speak up? Since it's a literary society, of course a hundred schools of thought must contend. If you have good works, you might as well write them down." !"

"Hahaha, I won't show my ugliness anymore."

"Brother Yanfu is incomparable to Brother Yanfu's poem today with the theme of Yinniang, but Brother Jiye and Brother Huaidao are present today, how can we only talk about the love between children and not about making achievements?"

"Hehe..." At this moment, Chu Yanfu completely controlled the atmosphere of the Wenhui, and showed a winner's smile.

Li Jiye is Li Jing's eldest grandson, and now he is a school lieutenant with a great reputation in the military.

Qin Huaidao is Qin Qiong's eldest son, and also an extremely bright rising star in the military, a young hero with all-round talents in both civil and military affairs.

It would be a perfect ending if the poems with the title of Yinniang ended here, and they turned to praise the glory of the Tang Dynasty.

However, today's glory is not over yet, and I, Chu Yanfu, will set off another climax: "I was fortunate enough to see General Li Jing train his troops, and I once stood on the city wall to watch the world, and I feel deeply..."

"and many more……"

At this moment, Chu Tianyi got up...

"Shua..." All eyes turned over.

"Three days ago..."

"Fortunate to be invited by Yinniang..."

"One night in the attic..."

"I heard the fairy sound..."

"To see the true face of the fairy..."

"At that time, there was a poem in my heart..."

"Just because I think this poem is not beautiful, it is not as good as Yinniang in case..."

"That's why I didn't leave any ink..."

"Since brother Yanfu invited..."

"I have no choice but to show my ugliness..."

After Chu Tianyi finished speaking, he looked at everyone with burning eyes.

These words caused huge waves.

Yinniang couldn't help being overjoyed, because Chu Tianyi praised her both in and out of words.

Chu Yanfu was so angry that he almost spat out old blood, what the hell are you showing off?
Whether it was spending a night in the fifth-floor attic or seeing Yin Niang's true face, these were things he could only hope to achieve.

"Okay, then I'll take a good listen to you, Chu Tianyi's masterpiece, I'll see how you die!"

"The title of this poem is one of Qingping Diao Ci"

"Qingping Diaoci? This is a Yuefu poem..."

Yinniang looked forward to it even more.

Chu Yanfu faintly felt something was wrong, but it was already too late...

"Yun Xiang's clothes are Hua Xiangrong!" Chu Tianyi's voice was very soft, and this soft voice passed over the deck.

At this moment, all the escorts who were accompanying them fell silent, and an unbelievable brilliance burst out in their eyes.

The literary talents of these Qinglings are not inferior to these literati. They all looked at Yinniang, and suddenly seemed to lose their souls.

Yinniang's eyes suddenly brightened like the stars in the sky: "Yun Xiang, so this is the Yun Xiang that Young Master has been talking about for several times..."

Yinniang believed it, what Chu Tianyi said was the truth, the moment she saw her, there was this Qingping tune.

Her poetic attainments are higher, and the more profound her cultural background is, the more she can feel the charm and temperament of this poem.

A scene appeared in everyone's mind.

Chu Tianyi lay lazily in the grass, looked up at the graceful clouds, accompanied by the delicate and charming flowers, but in his heart he was thinking of a beautiful woman, the one whom he longed for and admired day and night.

This woman is extremely beautiful, because only the clouds in the sky are qualified to be clothing, and only flowers are qualified to be a container.

"The spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon." Chu Tianyi read again.

"Boom..." Chu Yanfu staggered back, and finally fell down on the deck: "The spring breeze is blowing, and the railing is lightly blowing, and the beautiful peony flowers are even more beautiful in the crystal dew. Your beauty is really like a fairy." , How can there be such a beautiful woman in this world?"

"If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain." Chu Tianyi raised his head, and finally set his eyes on Yinniang, as if all he could see was the fairyland Qunyu Mountain.

"I will meet you next month at Yaotai!"

When the last sentence was read, a needle could be heard on the deck.

Did I stray into Qunyu Fairy Mountain by mistake?Otherwise, it must be a fairy in Yaotai, right?
Even Cheng Chumo, Fang Yiai, Du He and Yuchi Baolin were stunned.

Everyone was silent for a long time, unable to extricate themselves, all immersed in the artistic conception expressed by this song.

Especially Yinniang felt that she was going to be melted by Chu Tianyi's gaze.

"no yet?"

Yinniang felt melancholy, she hadn't heard enough.

Ever since I became the oiran of Xunfang Pavilion, I have heard too many words of praise.

But until I met this man, from "Ai Lian Shuo" to this song "Qing Ping Tiao Yi Yi", huh?Wait, one...doesn't that mean that there are two, three...

"No more." Chu Tianyi shook his head: "Actually, I also saw this poem in an ancient book, and I didn't write it!"

"Hahaha, did you hear, this poem was not written by him...not him...." Chu Yanfu laughed wildly, but smiled and laughed, and squatted on the ground hugging his head and crying: "Wuuuuuuu, I Believe it, okay, I copied it too!"

Chu Tianyi scratched his head, what's the situation, a very old man, was made to cry by a poem?

I haven't done anything yet!
(End of this chapter)