Great Blue Night Watchman

On the wine list, there is the Lin family's Grade A Baiyunbian, as well as the best Drunk Immortal Brew in the Holy Land of the Monster Clan.

Mo Wen spoke: With such good wine on the table, and the hall full of talented men and women, how about a drinking order?

This was the first time she spoke.

Opening your mouth is a topic that everyone is interested in...

Drinking order, the drinking order in the literati world, is something that everyone in the world likes.

Because, in this drinking ceremony, poetry is performed.

So many literary and moral stories can be found in the drinking ceremony.

Drinking orders can also resolve conflicts. After all, literati cherish each other, and the literary world is still pure. How many literati have lingering grievances, but under the drinking order, they turned into nothing?

Therefore, her proposal received immediate response from everyone.

How to practice the drinking order?

Mo Wen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a colorful jade plate appeared in his palm...

This disk is called the Datong disk. It takes the true meaning of the holy way of 'seeking great unity while reserving minor differences'. It can be transformed into nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, and black. I let it rotate. All talented men and women asked to stop. Where should it stop? Color, how about someone writing a poem with this color as the first character? If he can’t write it, he’ll be punished with a drink of wine, how about that?”

good!

Everyone cheered!

Everyone here, except Zhang Yiyu, can write poetry.

This is the first level!

There is a second level...

The second level is that women are not educated, but Mo Wen’s poetry targets clearly include talented women.

What does this mean?

It shows that she is also taking this opportunity to promote women to enter the literary world.

She is no ordinary person, she is from the temple.

Her move was in perfect harmony with Lin Su's consistent suggestions, and indirectly showed her favor to Lin Su.

Moreover, her drinking order was a rescue, because she used the Great Harmony Plate and pointed out its deep meaning, seeking common ground while reserving minor differences, and cleverly resolved the deadlock between her sister and Lin Su.

This woman is really smart as ice.

And who among the people here is not?

Everyone understands what she means...

Mo Wen raised his hand, and the roulette wheel flew up and started to spin gently. Under the setting sun, there were various scenes, and the entire Xishan Courtyard looked like a dream.

What's the order?

Starting with Princess Yufeng!

Who made her the master?

Princess Yufeng is a little nervous, but also a little excited...

stop!

The roulette wheel stops...

White! Mo Wen smiled and said, Your Highness, please speak in white characters and write a poem or a poem!

Princess Yufeng thought for a moment, and after about five minutes, she chanted...

The white water passes through the Jing Pavilion, and there is a cloud in the Western Mountain. The cloud follows the white water. Who is waiting for the Western Mountain?

End of poem!

A golden light flew up from the roulette wheel, illuminating Princess Yufeng's face in a blur of brilliance.

Golden Light Poetry! Zhang Haoran applauded and praised.

Xie Xiaoyan smiled and said: This poem is ethereal and refined, with a touching artistic conception. Sister Princess, please give me an answer. Who are you staying with in Xishan?

Yes, yes, princess sister...the lonely clouds in the Western Mountains have followed Baishui. What are you waiting for? You can run away too! Lu Youwei also joined in the fun.

Suddenly, it was lively...

Princess Yufeng was anxious: Hey, it's just a drinking order. How can you be like you and have to interpret it? Then when you recite poems, I will also interpret them randomly for you...

Okay, okay, all the talented men and all the talented women, today is the drinking order, don't over-interpret it, otherwise, you won't be able to proceed... Mo Wen quickly smoothed things over: Now it's... brother's turn! Brother, let’s choose!”

Lin Su was still immersed in the poem Princess Yufeng at this moment.

This poem does not conform to the rhythm of conventional poetry. Repetition of words in poetry is a taboo, so many poets will avoid the repetition of words in a poem, but it has to be said that sometimes, the repetition of words can create a sense of beauty. , for example, he once wrote...oh, no, the poem he copied is You live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the same river together. In one poem, there are several jiang The words, several words for Jun, are all repeated, but they are still absolutely beautiful.

In the poem Princess Yufeng, the white water and the west mountain are repeated, but it creates a wonderful artistic conception. The clouds on the west mountain follow the white water. Who are the people on the west mountain waiting for?

Are you waiting for him?

He looked for the answer on Princess Yufeng's face, but unfortunately Princess Yufeng didn't dare to make eye contact with him...

Without interpreting the true meaning, the next heavyweight appeared.

Inexplicable!

The inexplicable poem has become a legend in the capital!

On that day, she created her own Ci Pai Nine Heavens, which became colorful and composed a poetry legend. Apart from Lin Su, she had few rivals.

In the second drinking session, it was her turn.

Because this is in order, Princess Yufeng comes first, from left to right, she is the first from the left!

Going in this order, Lin Su should be the last.

Perhaps this is also Mo Wen's ingenious arrangement. Two heavyweights, one at the beginning, raised the level of poetry, and the other at the end, finishing the drinking ceremony perfectly.

stop!

Inexplicably stop!

The roulette wheel is cyan!

He smiled inexplicably and chanted: There are thousands of miles of green mountains and thousands of rivers, and the wind and clouds disappear all the way. I lie drunk in the mountains and forests as an old man, mistaking the capital for the peaches!

As soon as the sound fell, the sky was filled with colors!

Lin Su's heart skipped a beat.

The person mentioned in the inexplicable poem is none other than Jiang Ruyue!

The place where Jiang Ruyue lives in seclusion is Lintao!

He was in Lintao, indulged in the mountains and rivers, and the storm was boundless, but she had already had a premonition that Jiang Ruyue's trip to the capital would not go smoothly, but Jiang Ruyue himself was not aware of it, so there was a saying that he mistook the capital for Lintao .

It’s not necessarily that this poem has a high literary heritage. The key is that it is extremely relevant to the current situation. That’s why the temple designated this poem as a colorful poem.

Lin Su realized the meaning.

Zhang Haoran, Huo Qi and others naturally realized it.

Everyone exchanged looks with each other and admired at the same time...

Next is don’t smell yourself!

She is second from the left...

Mo Wen turned the wheel himself, called stop, and called green.

There is no spring like green trees and red flowers. It was raining in front of the hall, and the setting sun was drunk in the west. From now on, we are old friends.

As the poem falls, colorful light fills the air.

This poem is a colorful poem.

Everyone was amazed. So far, only one third of the wine order has been filled, and its high end has been fully demonstrated.

Princess Yufeng stood up, and her golden poem was already amazing.

The two distinguished guests from the temple suddenly brought the poetry meeting to an unimaginable level. One poem was seven-color and one was five-color, and both of them had something to say. They were still inexplicably thinking about her position as the dean of White Deer Academy and her relationship with her. Poetry is infinitely compatible. Mo Wen also expressed her usual wish, telling everyone that even though it was raining in front of the hall, after today, she hopes that the barriers will disappear. Everyone here today has become a friend.

The next person he sat next to was Huo Qi, and Huo Qi began to get nervous. As a literary genius in the capital, he was never afraid of writing poetry, and he could almost guarantee that every time he wrote a poem, he would win a lot of applause, but today was an exception.

Today, almost all of the more than ten people in Xishan Villa are masters of poetry.

In comparison, he felt that he might be a weaker link.

However, when the drinking order came to him, he never gave up.

stop!

A stop word exit appeared in front of him in purple!

Purple, compared to other colors, is actually more difficult to apply.

Huo Qi pondered for a long time and then chanted: Purple bamboo protects the purple moss by its roots, so why bother planting it in all directions in the spring breeze? Every leaf and branch is a landscape, and it is promised that hundreds of flowers will bloom all over the ground.

The first three sentences are unremarkable, but the last sentence is a twist, conveying his personal thoughts. In the literary world, don't be either/or. One flower blooming alone is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming together will fill the garden. Therefore, I hope that the temple will not embarrass Lin Su. This alien.

Because of this sentence, his poems are also golden poems.

Huo Qi let out a long sigh of relief. The pressure was too great, but luckily he didn't collapse.

Next is Li Yangxin...

Li Yangxin drew an orange color. When this color came out, he was dumbfounded. Among the nine colors, orange is the most difficult for poets. The word orange is almost not included in poetry, and it is even more difficult to write well.

Li Yangxin hesitated for a long time, but finally he dared to sing a song: Orange flowers are blooming in the desert, shining on the clear water and wind, the lonely fragrance has not been rewarded, and the wasp is a guest alone.

Three rays of silver light!

Still gave him three silver rays!

Although his poems are the worst among those currently appearing, it does not mean that his literary talent is poor. On the contrary, his literary talent has won praise from everyone. Everyone admits that the orange character is indeed the most difficult to put into poetry, and he Although this poem is unpolished and slightly rough, its style is not low at all, and it is in line with the literati style of solitary self-admiration.

The next autumn ink pool drew a yellow color: The yellow flowers are all gone and the rain flowers are harvested, a pillow of cool Dongting autumn...

He made a close-up of the autumn colors of his hometown and received the Golden Light Certification.

It was Xie Xiaoyan's turn, and she drew a blue one: The blue sky and clear water paint the boat ride, and the drunkard gets lost and never returns...

Three rays of silver light!

Although it is just silver light, Xie Xiaoyan is quite satisfied. This is the second time she has been certified by the temple. How many women in the world have had their poems certified by the temple?

It's probably just the few of them here, right?

Her next poem is Lu Youwei. Like Princess Yufeng, Lu Youwei drew a white color. Her poem is: The sun is over the western mountains, the stars are sinking behind the moon tower, the mist covers thousands of beautiful peaks, and the long river flows forever.

As soon as this poem came out, Lin Su's heart skipped a beat. Wouldn't you like to see the sun disappear over the mountains and the Yellow River flow into the sea? If I write this poem, it will not only be a green poem, but also colorful...

But, no, Lu Youwei is not a time traveler after all, and she cannot write such a famous poem through the ages, but her poetic attainments are also the first among women. Although her poem is not as good as The White Sun Covers the Mountains in terms of artistic conception, It is also extraordinary, even if the sun sets, even if the night falls, even if the fog blocks it, the long river will still flow forever!

This was her response to Lin Su's repeated suppression!

Inexplicably, I heard the meaning of this poem, and I felt a little angry. Why did I feel that I was alone in today's poetry meeting? Everyone else is speaking for Lin Su, openly or covertly? Even my own sister only knows how to be a peacemaker. Who am I provoking? Am I wrong to not let you, Lin, the troublemaker, destroy the peaceful and stable environment of Da Cang?

This little woman's poems are the most straightforward.

However, good poetry cannot be buried after all.

Colorful light filled the air, and Lu Youwei's face was filled with radiance. She once again wrote a colorful poem certified by the temple!

Everyone cheered!

Including Lin Su!

Lu Youwei seemed overjoyed when he applauded him, Little rascal, I'm here to help you...