Chapter 282

【At this time, several maids opened their eyes wide, and Su Yun only felt that this regular script posture was like flowing clouds and water, the brushwork was free and easy, ups and downs, with a unique style.】

【The indifference in Xie Xuan's eyes also quietly disappeared, replaced by increasing gloom.】

【It was just that the attention of everyone present was attracted by it, and no one noticed the gloom in his eyes.】

【Li Shuwan's beautiful eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it.】

【The young man in the pavilion held the brush, the tip of the brush rising and falling, like clouds and smoke, ethereal and uncertain.】

【Only Zhang Yunzhi felt something, feeling that today's characters were more elegant than those of the past few days, and the characters gradually began to have a sense of soul.】

【You finally stopped the brush and wrote the last word.】

【Hu Yunniang's good poem was also overshadowed.】

【Su Yun couldn't help but praise: "What a handsome character!"】

【He was originally an elegant person, good at writing and painting. This handwriting had already entered the hall, even better than those written by the guests in his estate. For such a talented person, Su Yun had always been generous with praise.】

【He carefully examined the ink on the paper that had not yet dried, suddenly frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed, and said softly: "This character seems to have a bit of... the Second Master's style."】

【Zhang Yunzhi couldn't help but be stunned, remembering what Xie Guan had written before, and thinking of the Second Master's ink treasure in the Academy, it was really like this when looking closely.】

【Hu Yunniang's face was also full of surprise, and she praised sincerely: "It is indeed as Miss Zhi said, this character is truly extremely good."】

【Xie Xuan did not want a few people to center on Xie Guan, so he grabbed a paper ball from the cup.】

【A "Spring" character was written on it.】

【Xie Xuan couldn't help but laugh: "I don't know who wrote this. The last one was autumn, and this is spring; it's really the four seasons."】

【The crowd then slowly recovered from your handwriting.】

【Only Hu Yunniang looked at you putting down the brush, her face not having a trace of pride because of the praise of several people.】

【From beginning to end, her face was like the water by the lake, calm.】

【After Xie Xuan pondered for a while, he recited to himself: "The sparrow is lazy to fix its feathers, the white magnolia fragrance condenses, the temple dragon sneezes once, the old leaves open new branches."】

【Su Yun also laughed: "Written wonderfully and cleverly. There is not a single 'spring' character in the whole poem, yet one already knows spring has come to report."】

【"It has the meaning of spring coming to send out a few branches; one movement and one stillness complement each other."】

【Li Shuwan also nodded; this Xie Xuan's foundation in poetry was obviously better than Hu Yunniang's.】

【Xie Xuan was also satisfied; although it was a cliché topic, it could be considered to have written new ideas.】

【You silently picked up the brush and copied Xie Xuan's poem neatly on the paper.】

【Su Yun saw this, and the interest on his face became more intense; he was naturally happy that the atmosphere of today's poetry gathering was rising day by day.】

【Hu Yunniang saw this, laughed, and said: "Why don't I play the zither for everyone, it can be considered to help add to the fun."】

【Su Yun laughed: "With Yunniang here, today can be considered a blessing."】

【Hu Yunniang's maid heard this and hurried over with the zither, carefully placing the zither on another table in the pavilion.】

【Hu Yunniang sat in front of the zither, her hands gently stroking the strings. For a time, the ethereal sound lingered in the pavilion, like spring water tinkling, like the spring breeze brushing the face.】

【The song is melodious!】

【A group of servants were also fascinated, and the renowned Hu's zither sound was indeed well-deserved.】

【According to the men of Above Bianjing, the Eighteen Houses of Above Bianjing are all fairies from heaven who have fallen into the mortal world.】

【The lovely people who are afraid of breaking if held in the palm of the hand, and afraid of melting if held in the mouth.】

【In the pavilion, the charcoal fire in the heating stove burned red, emitting threads of warmth, dispelling the chill of autumn. On an autumn afternoon, the sun spilled through the clouds. Occasionally, the wind attacked, blowing the waves in the lake, causing ripples.】

【The breeze is gentle!】

【Hu Yunniang plucked the strings with her fingers, her long skirt swaying, her style moving.】

【Xie Xuan stared at Hu Yunniang, and a thought couldn't help but arise in his heart: if he could have such a beauty accompany him for a lifetime, it would truly be a great blessing in life.】

【Once he became Hu Yunniang's guest, he could not only embrace the beauty but also rise to fame in Above Bianjing and gain the reputation of a romantic talented scholar.】

【The money Hu Yunniang had accumulated in the Xifeng Pavilion over the years, even if calculated according to the four-six split account, the huge amount was enough to make people gasp.】

【The famous girls in the Xifeng Pavilion all made a living by selling their art and kept themselves clean. Besides waiting for a price, it was also because there were nobles of Above Bianjing behind the Xifeng Pavilion.】

【The elders of the Nine Great Clans had long since warned the children of the clan not to cause trouble in the Xifeng Pavilion.】

【Among the Eighteen Houses of Above Bianjing, three have already given themselves to others, and the rest are all famous flowers without owners.】

【If they are favored by them, they will gain both fame and fortune.】

【At this time!】

【Su Yun reached out and took a paper ball from the cup.】

【Looking at the "Bright Moon" written on it, he laughed, already having a plan in his chest.】

【Chanting the moon is an eternal topic, and I don't know how many scholars and poets have entrusted their aspirations to it.】

【"Who wrote this bright moon?"】

【He looked at the remaining three, Zhang Yunzhi, Li Shuwan, and Hu Yunniang, guessing who set this topic.】

【Su Yun walked in the pavilion, and after seven steps, he looked at the swaying reflection in the lake, and his brows relaxed.】

【"Got it!"】

【He said slowly: "Who holds the moon in the clouds, should chase the glaze light. Approaching the lake to pose, the green cup of wine is not yet opened."】

【Zhang Yunzhi heard this and nodded lightly, praising secretly in her heart. She knew Su Yun's talent well, and he had some reputation in Above Bianjing. Once this poem came out, among the five of them, Su Yun's poem should be the most outstanding.】

【Xie Xuan praised: "Brother Su has great talent! The moon in the clouds and the glaze light reflect each other, which is truly an excellent portrayal of beautiful things in the world. No wonder the masters of the Academy all praise Brother Su for his poetic talent!"】

【Hu Yunniang also smiled and said: "Young Master Yun's poem, even at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering in Above Bianjing, will surely be able to win the top three qualifications. The artistic conception of approaching the lake to pose and the green cup not yet opened is truly intoxicating."】

【She teased: "May I ask Young Master Yun, is the woman who approaches the lake to reflect a beauty who sinks fish and falls geese, or a man who is drunk and jade-like?"】

【Su Yun did not pay much attention to the praise of the two after hearing this; his eyes always stayed on Li Shuwan.】

【He wanted to know what this talented woman, the woman he admired, thought of his poem.】

【Li Shuwan's expression was calm, and she lowered her head to recite the poem he had just composed, as if chewing on the charm in it.】

【Su Yun only witnessed this scene, and his face was full of spring breeze, overjoyed.】

【How lucky to be able to see the woman he admired reciting his own poem.】

【Zhang Yuzhi saw Su Yun's expression and thought to herself, if this young master of the Su estate knew that Shuwan stepped into the Xie estate today, it was actually for a blind date with Xie Yuan, I don't know what his reaction would be; I think it must be extremely wonderful.】

【Su Yun was born in a prominent family, as the eldest grandson of the second room of the third generation of the Su family, with a noble status.】

【His grandfather, Su Jing, the Fourth Master of the Academy, now holds the position of Zhongshu Ling, and is also the current Prime Minister, with power over the court, and has an intricate connection with the Empress Dowager in the harem.】

【Precisely because of this, when the Li family noticed Su Yun's "deep affection" for Li Shuwan, their first thought was not to climb the powerful Su family, but to choose to avoid it.】

【In this vortex of power, some people yearn to reach the sky in one step, while others choose to take a detour.】

【Thus, there was the matchmaking of the marriage between Li Shuwan and Xie Yuan.】

【Let the daughter marry early to break Su Yun's thoughts.】

【After Hu Yunniang played a song!】

【You wrote Su Yun's poem on the paper.】

【Su Yun walked over and looked, his eyes still full of amazement.】

【"The scholars of Above Bianjing all say that it is not easy to live in Above Bianjing, but this handwriting is enough to be well-fed and clothed, more than enough."】

【He couldn't help but have a great change in his impression of you.】

【Li Shuwan also took out a paper ball from the cup, and it unfolded to reveal the two characters "Falling Flowers."】

【Su Yun saw this, his face full of smiles: "Shuwan, this topic is exactly what I wrote, it's a coincidence. However, this topic is very broad, Shuwan, you can play as you like."】

【Li Shuwan thought for a moment and said: "Since Young Master Yun has pearls and jade in front, I only want to think of a four-line quatrain."】

【Su Yun naturally had no objection: "Shuwan, you get one or two sentences, it is naturally heaven-made; since the format is not limited, one or two sentences are also fine."】

【"Whether it is a poem or a lyric, even if it is only a remnant sentence, it is fine."】

【Li Shuwan said slowly: "The flowers on the connected branches are just blooming, the jealous wind and rain urge them. I wish to let the Green Emperor always be the master, do not let them scatter and dot the emerald moss."】

【Su Yun's eyes lit up, and he said with surprise:】

【"I wish to let the Green Emperor always be the master, do not let them scatter and dot the emerald moss. But ah, how can flowers always bloom without failing? Flowers have times of withering, people also have joys and sorrows, and all things in the world are like this, difficult to be perfect."】

【"The beauty of poetry is not in the words themselves, but in the profound artistic conception it creates."】

【Su Yun heard this and praised repeatedly: "It is truly wonderful. With this poem, the reputation of our Caotang Poetry Society will surely be spread tomorrow."】

【Su Yun savored it again, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, especially the sound of Li Shuwan's recitation just now, like a cuckoo crying blood, mournful and moving, making his heart ache.】

【Once this poem came out, even Hu Yunniang was quite sympathetic.】

【Not to mention that high-ranking noble women like Li Shuwan cannot control their own destiny, let alone women like herself who were born in the willow district, their life experience drifting like duckweed in the rain.】

【A sense of powerlessness arose in her heart.】

【Li Shuwan's personal maid, Xiao Die, heard this, her eyes red, recalling the marriage between the young lady and the Xie family, her heart full of helplessness that could not be controlled.】

【I don't know what happened, the master and mistress of the estate love the young lady the most, why would they rush to set the marriage.】

【Like a bolt from the blue.】

【Few people know about this, it is quite secret.】

【However, Li Shuwan appeared unusually calm, without showing any sadness on her face.】

【In the cup, the last paper ball was lonely.】

【Only Zhang Yunzhi was left in the field.】

【Hu Yunniang whispered: "Miss Zhi doesn't need to look at it, this last one must be mine."】

【"It says the four characters 'zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting,' just choose one as the topic," she revealed softly.】

【After the four heard this, they all pondered; these "zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting" are things that scholars almost have to learn today.】

【After Zhang Yuzhi thought for a while, she shook her head and said: "Earlier, Young Master Xuan and the renowned Hu have already laid down masterpieces, and there are pearls and jade like Young Master Yun and Shuwan on the side, so I feel ashamed. I won't make a fool of myself with my clumsy work, so I can save some face."】

【Of course, this is just a modest word, and the four of them don't believe it.】

【Zhang Yuzhi also has poems spread, and her talent is famous in Above Bianjing, so how could she not be able to compose a poem with the topic of "zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting."】

【Zhang Yuzhi changed the subject, her eyes falling on the young man in the pavilion who was holding the brush and not saying a word.】

【"Although Yunzhi has no masterpiece, Young Master Guan has been studying hard in the small courtyard for many years, so I would like to hear what the young master has composed," she said gently.】

【Everyone's eyes focused on you.】

【You had already put down the brush, raised your eyes slightly, and your eyes were calm.】

【You already understand what this Miss Zhang means; she is trying to make a name for you.】

【If you compose a poem here, whether it is good or bad, it will mention the name of Xie Guan.】

【Xie Xuan's eyes were complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate, Brother Guan has not yet been enlightened, I'm afraid he hasn't even read the 'Book of Songs' completely."】

【"Enlightened?" The crowd looked at you with confusion and disbelief; how could a person who can write such handwriting be a person who has not yet been enlightened.】

【Xie Xuan asked with a smile: "Right, Brother Guan? Did I say anything wrong, brother?"】

【Zhang Yunzhi frowned slightly and retorted: "Whether enlightened or not has no direct connection with learning. Although the Third Master is still only a licentiate, is his talent not as good as a provincial graduate?"】

【You looked at Xie Xuan, your tone flat: "It is indeed as the brother said, I have not yet been enlightened."】

【A trace of pride flashed across Xie Xuan's face.】

【"Besides writing a good hand, as for the way of poetry, Miss Zhang should not make things difficult for him," he said lightly.】

【Xie Xuan would never let the name of Xie Guan remain in this poetry gathering.】

【Li Shuwan heard this, and a trace of surprise appeared on her face. She knew that in a big family, children are often enlightened at the age of five or six, and ordinary families will not exceed seven or eight at most. And looking at the age of Xie, I fear he is about to reach adulthood, yet he has not been enlightened, which is truly beyond her expectation.】

【She looked around and suddenly found that whether it was Xie Xuan, Su Yun, or herself, there were maids and servants behind them. Even Hu Yunniang, the top courtesan of the Xifeng Pavilion, had no lack of servants to serve her.】

【Only you, alone, solitary.】

【Looking closely at the robe on your body, the texture is ordinary, and compared with the gorgeous clothes of Su Yun and Xie Xuan, it is naturally incomparable. Even compared with the servants and maids in the pavilion, it appears inferior.】

【It seems that the young man's temperament is too outstanding, so she has been ignoring this matter.】

【After that old Xie family incident a few years ago, this "illegitimate child" who stayed behind has always been in a difficult situation in the Xie family.】

【It is expected that he has not been enlightened until now, and it is also beyond reason.】

【Su Yun doesn't care; since Zhang Yunzhi doesn't compose, then two poems are enough to make the poetry society tomorrow not lose its style.】

【Li Shuwan said at this time: "Young Master Guan, Sister Yunzhi has this request, please don't refuse."】

【Facing this matter... you decide.】

1. Agree to this matter. (Hint: It is possible to get a chance to change your luck.)

2. Refuse this matter. (Hint: Not good or bad, no impact.)

3. Participate in person. (0/3)

【The subtitles on the big cauldron slowly froze.】

【Yu Ke looked at the three options, and the hint behind it is that agreeing to this matter will be a chance to change luck.】

【He didn't have any hesitation and chose directly.】

1. Agree to this matter. (Hint: It is possible to get a chance to change your luck.)

【At this time!】

【Hasty footsteps came from outside the pavilion, Lu Ya and several maids hurried over, and before reaching the pavilion, they shouted loudly: "Young Master Guan, the Old Matriarch invites you to the Hongjing courtyard for a banquet."】

【Xie Xuan heard this, his expression stunned, and a burst of anger surged on his face. He could not understand what qualifications Xie Guan, an illegitimate child, had to step into the main hall of the Xie Hong courtyard.】

【You had already walked to the table, holding the brush and writing slowly on the paper.】

【Zhang Yuzhi was also surprised. Xie Guan, this young man who had almost never stepped into the Grand View Garden and was neglected, why was he suddenly summoned by the Old Matriarch to the Xie Hong courtyard? What's more, today the Second Master of the Xie family returned to the estate, and there were many distinguished guests, which was a big event one after another.】

【While the crowd was still slightly stunned, you had already written a few lines of poetry, put down the brush lightly, bowed, and turned to walk out of the pavilion, leaving only a back view.】

【"Xie Guan, farewell."】

【Hu Yunniang recovered, stared at the paper on the table again, and couldn't help but read out:】

【"When the name is not obvious, the heart is not rotten, light the lamp again to read the article."】

【"Peng to the North Sea, Phoenix to the morning sun, carrying books and swords on a vast road."】

【Su Yun looked at the poem on the table, his eyes wide open.】

(End of chapter)