Unexpectedly, Li Chengqian just greeted him politely and did not talk to Xie Yi.

Maybe he didn't know Xie Yi for the time being, maybe he had other plans. Under the guidance of Princess Changle, this most honorable guest sat on the main seat.

As the host, Changsun Chong immediately announced the beginning of the banquet. After giving a speech and toasting, he asked everyone to do so. At the same time, the poetry and prose ceremony of Chuxue Banquet also began.

The powerful and noble children of aristocratic families have many such activities every year. They go to the spring festival of Shangsi Festival, enjoy the lotus in summer, the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, and naturally enjoy the plums and snow in winter.

The rise of poetry in the Sui and Tang dynasties, from emperors, generals and ministers to the people, everyone loved poetry. Poetry writing naturally became a normal state, and the theme of chanting was naturally in line with the times.

Today's first snow banquet, the theme is naturally plum and snow.

Changsun Chong announced the theme and asked Zheng Liwan as the judge. The winner of the poem and essays was very generous. It was a genuine copy of Wang Xianzhi's handwritten work.

Everyone present was surprised when they heard this. Wang Xianzhi and his father Wang Xizhi were famous calligraphers of the Jin Dynasty. How precious their original works are!

Changsun Chong and Princess Changle are really a big deal. It is an honor to borrow the banquet from the Furong Garden of Quchi. He will give away a genuine work of Wang Xianzhi, which will cause a sensation in Chang'an tomorrow.

After all, he is the prince consort and the eldest son of the Changsun family, and his demeanor is indeed different.

The people here were inevitably excited when they heard this, and immediately began to scramble to write words and sentences, and they had to compete for the authentic works of Xianzhi.

Some of the playboys are inevitably making jokes, but there are also people with real talents and knowledge. Among the children of the Guanlong family, there are also outstanding ones, who have a family background and can write poems with good artistic conception to attract everyone's praise. Zheng Liwan nodded.

There is the Hongnong Yang family, and Dugu's masterpieces are recognized by Zheng Liwan. Even Princess Changle and Prince Li Chengqian praised them very much. Fang Yiai, a young man who is good at learning, is willing to give up the disadvantage.

Can they get the original works of Wang Xianzhi?

Everyone in the upper class knew in their hearts that if they could be taken away, they might have to ask someone first - Bachelor of Bo Xie, Huaiyang County!

When no one else spoke, Princess Changle spoke, "Sir Xie, I heard that you are very talented, how can you not write one or two poems today?"

Du He immediately agreed and said, "Yes, Xie Xueshi is the descendant of Xie Lingyun and Xie Gong of the Jin Dynasty. He has a family background and has mastered masterpieces in Luoyang. You can't be humble today!"

To be honest, Xie Yi wanted to avoid the invitation when he was in Cheng's mansion that day. But Changsun Chong and Princess Changle had to give him face. Today, he came to Ziyun Tower, and he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

Sun Chong, a pair of original works of Wang Xianzhi, took out a pair of original works. Although they were extremely precious, if they had one in later generations, they would probably be able to live without worries in ten lives.

But Xie Yi always felt that the gift was too expensive and I was afraid he couldn't afford it.

But if you don’t want to take it, others will try every means to send it to you. What’s the solution?

Princess Changle and Du He said this, and the princes Li Chengqian and Zheng Liwan both looked over, their eyes full of expectations. In full view of everyone, they could not refuse.

"In this way, I'll be ugly." Xie Yi glanced at the snow outside the window, turned around and saw a bottle of red plums stuck behind Zheng Liwan.

After pondering for a moment, he chanted softly: "The plum snow is competing for spring but is willing to descend. The plum is paid for the money. The plum is three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is one piece of fragrance."

After a moment of silence, Princess Changle clapped her hands first and said, "Okay, what a poem! Mei Xue greets each other, but Mei Xue is the same height as Mei Xue. I wonder what Miss Zheng thinks?"

Zheng Liwan said casually: "In history, winter poems, whether chanting plum blossoms or snow, always have to compete for the best; Xie Xueshi competes for plum snow, but also chanting plum snow, which is just right and brilliant!"

The talented woman's judgment is reasonable and well-founded, and everyone is convinced.

However, it is inevitable that Wang Xianzhi’s original work will be a bit... So someone immediately said, “Thank you, the talented scholar, can you write a poem to sing plum blossoms or snow?”

"this……"

Seeing Xie Yi hesitating, everyone looked at him, and there were many expectations. Some people were looking forward to another masterpiece, while others hoped that talented people would be embarrassed or even make a fool of themselves, with different mentalities.

Xie Yi's eyes flashed over Zheng Liwan's peerless beauty, looked at the red plum blossoms, and said softly: "The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomed spring. It was already a cliff with ice a hundred feet, and there were still beautiful flowers and branches.

She doesn't compete for spring, she only reports the spring. When the mountains are blooming, she smiles in the bushes."

This is the work of the great leaders of later generations. Among the many poems about plum blossoms, the words and realm are better. It is Xie Yi's favorite masterpiece and can be read out by the following consciousness.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked again. Many people wrote about plum blossoms that were regretful of their blooming alone, or chanting their proud snow and coldness. However, on this basis, these sentences use flowers to describe people, which shows more firmness and optimism, with very different artistic conceptions and higher levels.

Zheng Liwan recited gently, nodded repeatedly, and felt quite inspiring when she thought about her situation, especially when she read the last sentence, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Hearing everyone's surprise and praise, Changsun cried and said, "In this way, this authentic work by Wang Xianzhi belongs to Mr. Xie. Do you have no objection?"

"No, of course not. Mr. Xie is very talented, and both literary talent and artistic conception are superior, and he deserves it."

"That's right, I have heard that Mr. Xie is famous for a long time. Today, I know that there is no such thing as a scholar under my reputation!"

"The Mid-Autumn Festival "The Song of Water and Songs Head: When will the Moon Be There" means that paper in Luoyang is expensive. Today's poems are spreading, and I'm afraid that paper will also be expensive in Chang'an!"

...

The sound of praise was endless. Zheng Liwan, opposite, touched the plum blossom beside her and nodded slightly; the prince Li Chengqian in the main position also nodded slightly, smiling, as if very satisfied.

But some people were even more looking forward to it: "Master Xie, let's have another poem about snow, so that we can open our eyes."

"this……"

Changsun Chong handed Wang Xianzhi's original work close by and smiled and said, "Xiaoyao, don't refuse, just show your skills!"

Xie Yi pondered for a moment, and his eyes swept over the peerless authentic painting in front of Changsun Chong and nodded slightly. Seeing this, everyone held their breath and waited for Xie Yi to produce another masterpiece.

"All the best of you is to have a good fortune, what is the good fortune? If there are poor people in Chang'an, it is better to have a lot of auspicious things."

Xie Yi's words fell, and Ziyun Tower was silent again, but the situation was obviously different from the previous two times. This time, he was surprised, surprised by its style and artistic conception.

There is no word for snow in the poem "Snow", and there is no description related to snow. It is not a poem about snow. But it is closely related to "snow". The theme is so direct and profound!

It is right that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, but what can it do? There are still poor people in Chang'an City. They cannot eat and do not cover their clothes. How should they spend such a cold snowy day?

During the banquet at Jinlou, I suddenly sighed with grief in the people. This feeling... is worthy of praise, but some people feel disappointed.

Zheng Liwan clapped her hands first and said, "Sir Xie is not only very literary, but also cares about the sufferings of the people so much. He is really determined."

Changsun Chong and Princess Changle couldn't help but feel sad. Everyone present took the initiative to bow their heads passively, sincerely or pretended to be ashamed.

"What Master Xie said is very much. The princess's mansion will donate some money and buy clothes for the poor in Chang'an."

"It's also a lonely one!" Li Chengqian immediately agreed.

The prince and the princess took the lead, and the others were embarrassed to be unmoved? A fundraising event was launched on Ziyun Tower. The children of aristocratic families had money and raised a lot of charity money in an instant.

Xie Yi took the opportunity to say, "Your Highness, Princess, I think this is too expensive..."

"Don't be polite, Mr. Xie, this princess has something to say first, it's what you deserve."

"Since His Highness said that, then I have a reluctant request..."

"Bachelor Xie said it!"

Xie Yiyouyou said: "Why would you rather sell this original work in public and get it if you bid higher, and the money you get is for the poor people in Chang'an to repair houses and buy clothes and quilts?"

"This..." Changsun Chong's face changed slightly, and hesitated.

Seeing this, Zheng Liwan, who was kind and beautiful, had a few beautiful eyes, and suddenly a flash of inspiration in her mind, and she said gracefully: "Mr. Xie is noble and honest, kind and kind, respectable and admirable."

Changsun Chong could no longer object, so he had to laugh loudly and said, "The original works belong to you. Xiaoyao has done such good deeds, so it is natural to be appropriate."

Xie Yi waved his hand and said, "Where is it? I am just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. This is the kindness of the princess and the prince consort. I will also take out the profits of the wine and drink business at home this month to buy some New Year's food for the poor in Chang'an!"

Charity activities are equivalent to being initiated by oneself. Although they are painful, the money must be paid. After all, it is to do good deeds, and good deeds will be rewarded. I am happy to be happy!

Zheng Liwan, who was opposite, saw it in front of her and couldn't help but nod. She thought she was very appreciating this move, and seemed to admire Xie Yi's brilliant mind.

Unexpectedly, Prince Li Chengqian suddenly said: "In this case, wouldn't Xie Xueshu be rewarded for this leader?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is so serious, and the poems are in harmony to make fun of each other. How can you get any reward?" Xie Yi hurriedly refused.

"Where can you do it? There must be a lottery ticket." Li Chengqian smiled and said, "Sister Changle must have not prepared a suitable lottery ticket anymore, but Gu has something in his hand that is very suitable..."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Mr. Xie, don't refuse first. This thing is precious to us, but it is extremely precious to you. Don't miss it."

Li Chengqian smiled and said: In the Eastern Palace, Mr. Kong Yingda obtained a few pages of manuscripts, which were written by Ling Zu Ling Yungong..."

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