Guo Zhiyuan was very happy to smile when Leng Xian smiled and continued to talk, "Miss Leng is a sarcastic compliment. I am just picking up the teeth of the predecessors. Look at the poems of Du Gongbu, Li Taibai, Bai Xiangshan and others. As long as the poems are catchy and chanted for the eternal sentences are all vernacular, 'Don't you see the Yellow River water coming from the sky, flowing to the sea without returning', it is simple and clear, without any trace of crafting. It is precisely these uncrafted words that can be passed down through the ages. If you pursue the brilliance and obscure reading, it is very difficult for people to understand, so how can you pass it on? I dare say that vernacular poetry is the direction of future poetry development! Mr. Huang uses vernacular poetry into poetry, which is easy to understand, and can both recite and smile, and maybe it is the first step for vernacular poetry!..."

Everyone was surrounded by Guo Zhiyuan. Who gave him the advantage of time travel? Later generations of vernacular poetry is popular, and what he said is just the facts. So even if everyone wanted to refute it, they didn't know where to refute it. However, the girl Ayue was innocent and romantic, scratched her head and retorted: "How to write vernacular poetry? The words like 'jumping and slashing' are more beautiful in ancient poetry!..."

Guo Zhiyuan laughed again and said, "Who said that vernacular poetry is not beautiful? I remember that there is a poem in Mr. Huang's "Autumn Stream Collection" which is very beautiful. The name of this poem is "Out of the Closing"..." As he said that, he slowly walked to the bridge, turned his back to everyone and put a look forward to the distance, and recited aloud in his magnetic voice: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people who are watching the scenery look at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams..."

Bian Zhilin's poem "Out of the Context" was the favorite of literary and artistic youth back then. It was popular all over the world and translated into many languages. Especially when literary and artistic young men pursue literary and artistic young women, they would use this poem as a killer weapon. Once used, they would be invincible! Many literary and artistic young women became literary and artistic women overnight after listening to this poem!

So other people are fine, but they just think that this poem is novel. Although it is vernacular, the artistic conception is quite beautiful. Leng Xianning is the youngest young woman of this era! Although she vows not to marry again for life, it does not mean that she has no feelings. On the contrary, once a woman like her who buried her feelings deep in her heart is touched, it bursts out more violently than anyone else. Her delicate body trembles, she repeatedly chants the four lines of poetry "Out of the Closing" in a low voice. Looking at Guo Zhiyuan's long-standing back, she was actually crazy!

Although Huang Liu was ignorant, he was not stupid. When he saw Leng Xianning's eyes were wrong, he realized that it was not good. He thought to himself that the protagonist should be me. If this kid continues to show off, I will have nothing to do! He quickly coughed and said, "This poem is just a poem I made casually, so it's nothing! If Miss Leng likes it, I will write poems for you every day!"

Leng Xianning was broken by Huang Liu's thoughts, and her pretty face turned red. What a smart woman she was, and her heart was actually like a mirror. She knew that this poem could never be written by Huang Liu, but Guo Zhiyuan seemed to have something to ask for Huang Liu and kept helping Huang Liu to smooth things over, so she didn't say it out loud, and sighed quietly: "I think even the poems of the current dynasty may not have written this artistic conception! The young master is really knowledgeable and talented. From the ancients and the present, from the Book of Songs to the vernacular, I am amazed me!..."

As she said that, she glanced at Huang Liu again and said with a smile: "The little girl was just now and threw away Mr. Huang's collection of poems before she read them carefully. I wonder if Mr. Huang could give me another book, so I will take it back and enjoy it carefully..."

Originally, Huang Liu wanted to send Leng Xianning's collection of poems, but she threw them away after a glance. Now she took the initiative to ask Huang Liu for this collection of poems. Huang Liu was naturally overjoyed and was about to nod, but Guo Zhiyuan grabbed the corner of his clothes and whispered: "Brother Huang, I can't give it to you!"

"Why?" Huang Liu shook his hands a little angrily, but he immediately realized that if Leng Xianning went back and read the book "Autumn Story" carefully, he found that there were no two poems that Guo Zhiyuan had just recited, wouldn't it be revealed?! He hurriedly said in a low voice: "What should I do?"

Guo Zhiyuan whispered: "Brother Huang, the poems in your collection of poems must be modified according to my opinion, otherwise Miss Leng will definitely not look down on me. I will help Brother Huang to come up with an excuse later. Next time, Brother Huang will be able to meet Miss Leng by the name of the collection of poems. Wouldn't this kill two birds with one stone?..."

Huang Liu's eyes lit up and he secretly stretched out his thumb: "You are still good at it, hehe!"

Guo Zhiyuan then turned around and said to Leng Xianning: "Miss Leng, Mr. Huang is not unwilling to give you this collection of poems, but this collection of poems is an old work of Mr. Huang, and many new works have not been added. Mr. Huang wants to go back and add some more, and then give them to Ms. Leng himself!..."

Leng Xianning felt more and more aware of her heart, and she sighed with regret, "The little girl is waiting for the good news... Today's poetry meeting, I have heard about Gao Ren, which has benefited a lot from the little girl. Let's stop here today. Thank you for your appreciation. The little girl will take the lead..." As she said that, she stood up and bowed slightly, then turned around and left with two pretty maids, and then suddenly turned around and asked Guo Zhiyuan: "The little girl doesn't know the name of Gao, the young master, where is the tall name?..."

Guo Zhiyuan hurriedly bowed and said, "Guo Zhiyuan, the new magistrate of Gutian, is here!"

Leng Xianning looked at Guo Zhiyuan deeply and smiled and said, "Still and far-reaching, indifferent and clear-minded, it is indeed a good name. The ancient fields are poor and have many troubles. Take care of them. If you have free time, you can come to Xichan Temple to have tea..." After that, he left.

Guo Zhiyuan was also a little confused when Leng Xianning left behind, and couldn't help but blurted out: "I will never regret it if my belt is getting looser, and I will become haggard for her!"

At this time, Huang Liu suddenly patted his shoulder hard and laughed: "Brother, you have helped me a lot. Thanks to you who helped me create this opportunity to deliver a collection of poems to Miss Leng. This time, you will be familiar with Miss Leng again. Maybe you will change your words to call Miss Leng's wife next time! Haha!..." Huang Liu is actually reminding Guo Zhiyuan that Leng Xianning is the woman he likes, so don't worry about it!

Just you? It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat! Guo Zhiyuan cursed in his heart, but now he has something to ask Huang Liu, so he can only give in and laugh with embarrassment: "Then I wish you a success..."
Chapter completed!