MTL - Great Tang Broom Star-Chapter 52 Like a gentleman

  Chapter 52 Ruyu Junzi

  Datang emphasized poetry, and this emphasis was reflected in the imperial examinations. In the annual imperial examinations, the proportion of regulated poems is not small, that is to say, if you can't write poems well, you won't even have the opportunity to take the imperial examinations.

   Now Datang is on the way to rise, full of vigor from top to bottom.

  Afterwards, countless brilliant poems left the most beautiful label for the Tang Dynasty, and countless poets who are familiar to future generations poured out continuously.

  Ahem!

   Don't talk about this.

  Because there are too many famous articles in the future, Master Jia is more worried.

  He didn't know which one to use.

  Since he put down his chopsticks, Shao Peng was staring at him.

   "What about poetry?"

   It's not that Shao Peng is stingy, but that his opponent is too annoying.

  The one who made a fuss over there was a member of Qianniuwei.

  Many in Qianniuwei are descendants of relatives, born to be superior to others.

  But this time Qianniuwei was thrown into a mess by Baiqi, and was severely reprimanded by the Shangguan. So today they came to Wuxianglou to relieve their boredom.

  Among them, the one who booed the most was Jiang Wei.

Tang Xu waved his fist towards that side, and said: "Qianniuwei is His Majesty's bodyguard, but our Baiqi is even more of the bodyguards. They are not convinced, and often surround our brothers outside. The two sides will fight each other every few days. Let's fight."

   It turned out to be jealous.

   Seeing Jia Pingan thinking, Meng Liang urged, "Hurry up if you have it."

   At this time, everyone is fighting against each other. If Master Jia writes a good poem, he will become a good brother in an instant.

   Jia Pingan hesitated for a moment.

   Suddenly there was a sigh around.

  Shao Peng said: "If you are not sure, forget it!"

  Meng Liang couldn't hide his disappointment, he put a little more force on Qiao Yun's arm, which caused a burst of humming, and quickly bowed his head to apologize.

   Jia Pingan sighed: "I have several songs, but I don't know which one is suitable."

  Everyone: "..."

  Shao Peng scolded: "Tang Xu, you idiot, you are the one who brought Baiqi along so shamelessly."

  Tang Xu wiped his face, "No, come on, let's make a song...Yeah, I'm sleeping in the clouds, the bed keeps moving..."

   Poof!

  Qiao Yun beat Meng Liang's chest with both fists, with a coquettish look on her face.

   This kind of dirty joke is prevalent in the army, and it is inevitable in Baiqili.

   Everyone was in a sad mood, but they couldn't help laughing when they heard these two poems.

   Jia Pingan got up.

  Everyone is still laughing.

  The Qianniuwei on the opposite side were also laughing.

   "Hey!" Qianniu Beishen Jiang Wei raised his glass and said with a smile: "Here comes a broom star, let's see! What kind of poems can a broom star make?"

  In Jia Ping'an's mind, several poems about lovesickness flow slowly, all of which are famous.

but!

   To deal with these people, Jia Ping'an felt that using the simplest method could make them go to the street.

   "A certain friend went to the South last year. Thinking of this, a certain poem came up. Red beans are born in the South..."

  This sentence is too simple.

   The laughter continued.

   "A few branches come in spring."

   The laughter stopped halfway.

   Everyone looked at the young man and saw that his expression was indifferent, as if he was reciting a poem that he thought of casually in the toilet.

   "May you pick more, this thing... is the most lovesick."

  After the young man finished reciting, the hall was completely silent.

   He raises his glass, drinking for the first time tonight.

   Drank it down in one gulp, put down the glass, turned around and cupped his hands: "I'm too drunk, so I'm going back first."

  He walked away, and when he reached the door, the two guys couldn't help but sideways to see him off.

  He walked outside the door, and there was a loud noise inside.

   "Good poem!"

   This voice rushed out like a wave.

   Passers-by couldn't help being stunned, and then stopped.

   The inside has been turned upside down.

  The Tang Dynasty emphasized poetry and love in the world, so the topic of lovesickness has been mentioned by many poets.

  As soon as Shaopeng patted the table, he first laughed sharply a few times, like a night owl, and then scolded: "Slave dog, listen! This is my poem by Baiqi, can you compare it?"

   Qianniuwei on the opposite side was stunned.

   Tang Xu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, drank a few bowls of wine, and then said: "Fuck! This poem is really good! Yeah, it sounds comfortable, hahahaha!"

   This is Nai He himself who is uneducated, and he can say what he said.

  The rough guys all think this poem is good, but they can't tell what's good about it.

  That feeling is like constipation, or like a beloved woman standing in front of you, and she just stretches out her hand and walks away, so you are in a dilemma, feeling unbearably itchy...

  Actually, a bunch of metaphors are worth less than one word: nowhere near it!

   But there are quite a few educated people present.

  At this moment, the Guqin Xianweng rang, and everyone looked at it, but it was Yaxiang.

The little face was full of joy, "Red beans were born in the southern country. Red beans were originally a product of the southern country. It is rumored that a man died outside in the past, and his wife died crying under the tree and turned into red beans. Based on this, the south said that this thing is a Acacia."

   "This sentence is about the relationship between red beans and lovesickness, which makes people daydream."

Yaxiang played the piano again, "Second sentence, when spring comes, send a few branches... Lang Jun's friend is far away in the south, and he misses it very much. This is to ask a friend, spring is coming, has the red bean tree over there sprouted new buds? Sent a few branches..."

  Her eyes were full of luster and longing, "Do you miss me? If you miss me, you can go and see how many branches have grown from the acacia tree. This kind of friendship makes people feel fascinated leisurely."

   "May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. These two sentences are the point. When you see red beans, you will think of me. There are many, but there are many affections. It is natural to use red beans to tell your strong affection.

  The last sentence mentions lovesickness, which echoes the red beans in the first sentence, red beans lovesickness, I lovesickness. "

Yaxiang suddenly fell on the piano, and then raised her head, "This poem seems to be inseparable from red beans, but it is inseparable from lovesickness. Naturally, the lovesickness is vividly portrayed. I have read many poems, and finally I love this line of lovesickness, but I have read many poems of predecessors, and none of them can be compared with this."

  She got up and turned towards Shao Peng, "May I ask you gentlemen, who is that young man?"

  Shaopeng didn't answer. Although he has read books, he has no accomplishments in poetry. Hearing that Yaxiang interpreted the whole poem and knowing that Baiqi had completely suppressed Qianniuwei, he couldn't help being extremely happy.

   As for answering…

  Someone has no eggs, woman...that's just a cloud.

  Besides, he was so pissed, he came to the brothel with one sentence: nonsense.

  So he felt that he was detached from the difference between men and women, and he couldn't help laughing.

   "Ho **** ho ho..."

  Among the sharp laughter, Tang Xu proudly said: "I said it before... Hey! Are you asking for advice seriously? That's fine, that boy is my Baiqi's secretary, Jia Ping'an."

  Qianniuwei had revealed Jia Pingan's identity before, but Yaxiang is now asking for advice seriously, which means he attaches great importance to it.

  How about Keren?

  Yaxiang asked again: "Dare to ask Jia Langjun, but I have gone..."

  Where did Lao Jia go?

  Shao Peng slapped his thigh, "The boy ran away."

  Everyone was stunned.

"Ran?"

  Yaxiang sat down and murmured: "Aren't I enough for him to look back?"

   She is conceited that she is versatile and very beautiful. She is sought after by many people, and she can't get close to her.

  But at this moment, a young man treats her like nothing, as casually as if throwing away a tree stump, this...

   Could it be that he doesn't like me?

No.

  The young man who can make such wonderful lovesickness sentences will not be such a superficial person.

  Then I am willing to recommend myself a pillow seat, why doesn't he?

   Could it be?

  Yaxiang touched her face, this action was so alluring that many men's eyes were attracted to her.

  But Master Jia couldn't see it, and he wasn't interested.

   "Jiang Wei, do you want a song?" Baiqi shouted.

  Jiang Wei is angry, but he doesn't understand poetry! He turned around to cheer up his colleagues: "Who can overwhelm Jia Ping'an, ten Wuxianglou, a treat."

  Everyone: "..."

   "Speak!" Jiang Wei was angry.

  A well-educated man said: "This poem can be called a famous poem, Jiang Wei, do you know the meaning of the famous poem?"

  Jiang Wei shook his head, and the man sighed: "That is to say, he, Jia Ping'an, can leave history with this poem name."

   So awesome?

  The rough guys are stunned, then frustrated.

  Jiang Wei asked unwillingly: "Is there no one who can surpass him?"

  The man shook his head, "The lovesickness can be expressed in a poem."

  Jiang Wei: "..."

   "Hey hey hey! Yaxiang has come out."

  Yaxiang, who was originally at the front of the lobby, got up and walked towards Baiqi.

  Looking at her, Shaopeng suddenly felt... Was it wrong for me to be gejigeji back then?

  It’s good to be a man! Why do you want to cut it?

  Yaxiang Fushen, "Please tell Mr. Jia Lang, Yaxiang will sweep the couch and wait."

  The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now opened for the king.

  Qiaoyun was surprised, "Yaxiang, you...that's broom star, didn't you see that I was three steps away from him before?"

  Yaxiang glanced at her lightly, "Jia Langjun is a gentleman like jade."

  She nodded slightly and turned back.

   "A gentleman like jade!"

  In Yaxiang's mind, Jia Pingan who recited a song called "Red Bean" and then left freely is a gentleman like jade.

  He refused to use this to sleep with me, it must be pity for me.

  The night ban was about to come, and Master Jia who was pouring water in a corner of Chang'an City shuddered.

   "The river flows eastward..."

  He sang a song and went all the way back to Daodefang.

  (end of this chapter)