The reason why Xiao Jiading chose this poem was because it was written by Zhou Bangyan, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, to a woman who said he was leaving and was reluctant to leave. Although I was leaving, I would come back. You are the singer, and there is no way to dance and sing for other men. I will not be jealous. But don’t treat our love as charcoal fire in the stove. It is easy to burn when it is burned, but it turns into ashes after it burns. He chose such a poem just because this poem was written for the singer, and he wanted to use this to mock Huang Shiyun as the singer. Why do they look like this? Could it be that they don’t understand the meaning of this poem?

No, Huang Shiyun is known as the number one talented woman in Yizhou. It is absolutely impossible for him to not understand poetry. Is it a misunderstanding?

He immediately turned around and couldn't help but complain in secret. He thought that this poem was written for the singer of ** and wanted to use it to mock Huang Shiyun, but he did not consider that this poem was another love poem. Moreover, the poem did not mention **, so it can be understood as Huang Shiyun singing and dancing to other guests at home. There was nothing wrong with it. Instead, they thought that they wrote such a poem in seven steps to express their love to Huang Shiyun. No wonder their virtues.

Xiao Jiading had to hide his intention to stand up unsteadily and pretend to be drunk. Huang Shiyun reacted quickly and immediately stood up and actually supported his arm, saying shyly: "Brother, be careful!"

Xiao Jiading shook his body and said, "I'm sorry, I..., I'm a little drunk. I forgot everything I just wrote, don't laugh at me!"

Huang Shiyun said softly: "Brother is really a genius. He can really make poetry in seven steps, and it is so neat and the artistic conception is so appropriate. My younger sister has already been engraved in her heart..."

Xiao Jiading smiled and returned to his seat.

Huang Lushi said: "Hurry up, give Xiao Zhiyi a bowl of sobering soup! Hurry up!"

Huang Shijun sat down beside Xiao Jiading and said, "Brother, don't drink it for now. Please let the younger sister play a flute to sober up, okay?"

"You're sobering up with me?" Xiao Jiading's lips showed a lewd smile, "Okay! Come on!"

Huang Shiyun could not hear another meaning in his words. She stretched out her white arm like a lotus root joint, took a white jade flute, placed it in front of her delicate red lips, sat upright on the couch next to Xiao Jiading, and started playing melodiously.

To be honest, Huang Shiyun's hole flute was still quite beautiful. However, in Xiao Jiading's eyes, she felt that her little mouth seemed to be blowing another kind of flute, just like when Chimei was blowing for herself in Cuiyulou that day. Xiao Jiading was very impressed by her obscene.

After the song was over, Xiao Family Ding applauded and exclaimed continuously.

Huang Shiyun smiled and said, "I would like to write another poem by my elder brother, how about it?"

Xiao Jiading wanted to cover up the embarrassment of his previous poem, so he nodded and said, "Okay! Xiao is showing his ugly appearance!"

Huang Shiyun poured him a glass of wine, he took it, stood up, walked towards the window, and had already arrived at the window without seven steps. He looked back at the carved beams and painted buildings in the house, and then looked at the graceful maids standing by the wall. Then he turned around and looked up and saw a crescent moon hanging in the sky. At that moment, he slowly recited the poem by the poet Wei Zhuang of the late Tang Dynasty:

The sounds and songs are full of dazzling eyes,

The pearls and jade in the building are better than Wu Wa.

Because I know the cave of gods on the sea,

Just like a wealthy family on earth.

The embroidered house is a red candle market at night,

The dancing clothes are sunny and the blue sky is shining.

But I was worried that the banquet would be over,

The moon is half slanted on the riverside in Shaocheng.

This poem was written by the great poet Wei Zhuang at the banquet of Zhou Bao's family, the governor of Zhenhai Army. It is written about the music and singing, red pink beauties, jewelry and jade at the banquet, which is comparable to the "beauty is bright and beautiful, and the beauty is as glorious as the beauty". Such a luxurious and wealthy family, even the place where the gods live, is just like this. Thinking that this banquet that competes for beauty and beauty will eventually disperse, the beauty of Qing'e is gone, leaving only half a moon in the sky with her.

After reciting this poem, he looked back at Huang Shiyun and the others, and saw her looking at her with deep affection, her eyes full of admiration and reverence. Before this, she always felt that her poetry and talent were among the best in Yizhou, but now, after listening to the two-handed poems by Xiao Jiading, she felt that she was simply a frog in the well. Xiao Jiading in front of her was a real talent. It means that on that day in Taolin, he was just a farmer who pretended to be a farmer, and he was actually blind and rude. Now when he thinks about it, he can't help but feel ashamed and regretful. Fortunately, today, his apology seems to be quite sincere, he has been forgiven by him, and even has love for him, and he can't help but feel happy and proud in his heart.

When Xiao Jiading saw her affectionate appearance, he knew that this slutty fox was so moved that he had no interest in her. He drank the wine in the glass without expression and said, "I'm so ugly!" and returned to his seat.

Huang Shiyun hurriedly poured wine for him and said softly: "Brother is alone, it's hard enough. If you think this is good, you will come here often in the future, this is your home."

Huang Lushi smiled and said, "Yes, Xiao Zhiyi, I have been playing pens for many years, but I have never seen a talent like Zhiyi. Compared to you, what is Zhong Wenbo? From then on, you have been the number one talented man in Yizhou. No, you should be said to be the number one talented man in the Tang Dynasty!"

Xiao Jiading said, "I laughed at you. I'm afraid that this is the best man and a talented woman. I'm afraid it's not so easy to get it."

Huang Shiyun said: "It is the annual poetry festival that can win the title of this elegant name."

"Poetry Meeting?"

"Yes, every spring, it is held in the Taolin in front of Shaocheng Temple in Yizhou. The governor personally presided over it, and there is also a lottery. The winners have ten lottery tickets, seven lottery tickets, and three lottery tickets. There is no limit on the competition for men and women. - Brother Xiao, you are so talented, you must go there. If you go, you will definitely win the top spot!"

Xiao Jiading looked at her with a squinted look and said with a smile: "Then do you two top players in Yizhou, should you also participate?"

"Yes. Of course, I participated. A few years ago, he won the first place separately, so they called us that. In fact, the real number one should be Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Jiading didn't want to attend any poetry meeting, especially the governor and governor Li Ke, who was there. He really didn't want to get involved in this royal strife. However, a poetry meeting was not a political incident and probably wouldn't be implicated. Deep in his heart, he did have some sympathy for Li Ke. He wanted to see the last glance of the Shu King, who was both civil and military, and perhaps he would lose his head tomorrow. Thinking of this, he asked, "Are there any requirements for participating in the competition?"

"No, both men, women, young and old. On the day of the competition, everyone needs to write a poem in the prescribed time as required. Five assistant coaches and referees from the county government and government academy, if three of them feel that they can, they will be qualified for the competition. Next, a knockout competition will be held, and the other five assistant coaches will be awarded on the spot. The last ten will be eliminated each time until only the last ten are left. The governor will give the question, and the governor will be given the referee, and the governor and nine Boxue Hongrui from the prefecture and county academy will be selected as the referee. The leader, Tanhua and the second place will be selected. The governor will present the award personally, and wear red belts and ride a horse around the city for a week."

"It's interesting." Xiao Jiading said: "When will it be held?"

“It is held every March day.”

"March of spring? OK, I'll go and have a look. Don't you need to register or something?"

"No! We'll go together then, okay?"

"Okay."

"That's all right!" Huang Shiyun seemed very excited and poured wine for Xiao Family Ding.

Xiao Jiading said: "If I drink it alone, you won't be able to drink it."

Huang Shijun is not as good as alcohol, and she is in front of her father again, so she dare not drink. Unexpectedly, Huang Lushi smiled and nodded and said, "Yun'er, you can have a few drinks with you Brother Xiao."

"Yes!" Huang Shiyun brought wine to each other. Xiao Jiading drank three big glasses in one breath, and Huang Shiyun drank three glasses with her. Her pretty face turned red immediately. She looked more and more beautiful under the light. Xiao Jiading looked at her with a slanted eyes, thinking that this little girl was so ugly that she was really pretty. Unfortunately, she was just an embroidered pillow.

At about the second update, Xiao Jiading stood up and said goodbye.

Huang Lushi hurriedly said to his daughter: "Yun'er, I'm drunk for my father, you'll send you Brother Xiao to you."

Huang Shiyun nodded shyly because Xiao Jiading was also a little tilted and unsteady, so she helped his arm out while the moonlight came out and walked towards the door.

Walking in the quiet yard, the cold moonlight shines on them, like a couple under the moon.

Seeing Huang Shijun supporting him at the gate of the courtyard, her delicate body trembled a little. I don’t know if it was because of the chill of early spring or the excitement and nervousness. She secretly glanced at Xiao Jiading and whispered: “Brother Xiao, you..., are you really not angry with your younger sister?”

Xiao Jiading stopped and looked at her: "What do you think?"

Huang Shiyun lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, my little sister is wrong, please forgive me..."

"No sincerity!" Xiao Jiading said coldly on purpose.

Huang Shiyun looked up at him: "Then..., how can we be considered sincere?"

"What do you think?" Xiao Jiading still kicked the ball to her. He wanted to see what would happen to this slutty fox when he said that.

Huang Shiyun lowered her head shyly, her voice trembling: "Little sister..., no..., brother, please teach me..."

Xiao Jiading took a step forward, almost pressing against her, looking at her little mouth, and slowly leaned towards her delicate red lips.

Huang Shiyun was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out. She quickly closed her eyes, raised her pretty face, and waited for the girl's first kiss.

However, I never felt Xiao Jiading's lips, but I heard Xiao Jiading's faint voice: "Remember two things: Don't look down on farmers. Without them farming, you can only starve to death! Don't be as arrogant as a shrew and self-righteous as before, that's very annoying! Unless you do these two things, I won't forgive you!"

Huang Shiyun opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Jiading's handsome cheek under the moonlight. She was both ashamed and embarrassed, biting her red lips gently, not knowing what to say...

Xiao Jiading didn't speak anymore and walked out of the yard with a big stride, but there was no trace of intoxication?
Chapter completed!