The moment the flower paper came into contact with the wall, a bright light burst out from the mural.
Accompanied by the melodious sound of the flute, the light quickly spread around until it enveloped the entire house.
The frost in the yard has melted.
The corpses on the ground were also gone.
The jade railings and pavilions have all returned to their normal appearance.
And compared to the dilapidated appearance before, the Lu residence at this time has a completely new look.
The green tiles and flying rafts, the jade steps and the Tongting Palace, are magnificent, bustling and lively.
It feels like yesterday again.
"We have now come to the world in the murals." Tang Hui introduced from the side. < /p>
Gu Xu handed them the flower note in his hand.
In Gu Xu's perception, these two maids are neither living people nor evil ghosts, but more like illusory projections.
This made him marvel at the magic of the "Jinghong Brush".
"Please come with us, distinguished guest!" The two maids took the flower note and bowed to Gu Xu.
Then, Gu Xu, Chu Fengge and Tang Hui followed the two maids, passing through countless rooms, courtyards and verandas, and arrived at the back garden of Lu's mansion.
At this moment, many people had already gathered in the garden.
As depicted in the mural, a long table is placed in the center of the waterside pavilion.
Mrs. Lu, the president of the poetry club, sat in the middle.
The other ladies, gentlemen, and young ladies sat on either side of her in turn, obviously eager to try and look forward to showing off their talents in front of everyone.
"Madam, these are the new guests." The two maids saluted Mrs. Lu and reported.
The eyes of everyone present immediately fell on Gu Xu and others.
In their eyes, the faces of Gu Xu and others are very unfamiliar - they don’t know how talented these people are to have a place in the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Society".
Actually, Gu Xu was also a little nervous.
He knew that if he wanted to stand out in the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Club" and be recognized by everyone in the Lu family, then those excellent poetry works from his previous life would be his trump card.
But Wenzhao Gong may not be successful.
Because in this kind of activities where literati and poets form groups to write poems, there is a high probability that they will not be allowed to express themselves freely, but will write poems based on propositions.
Sometimes I even engage in word games like pairs, word analysis, flying flower order, and write some acrostic poems, palindrome poems, acrostic poems and other brain-burning things.
A copywriter without real talent and learning will definitely show his flaws.
"I hope they won't ask too difficult questions!" Gu Xu silently prayed in his heart.
At this time Mrs. Lu raised her head and smiled.He opened his mouth and said, "Do you have any nicknames for these distinguished guests?"
"A nickname? What is that?" Chu Fengge asked.
"Since we have formed a poetry club, it would be nice for us to be literati and elegant people, so we should use elegant names to match each other," Mrs. Lu explained patiently, "For example, my nickname is 'Yuan Xiang' An Zhi's nickname is 'Shangyang Concubine', and Shiyao's nickname is 'Suxue Fairy'..."
Gu Xu then remembered that it was mentioned in the information that he participated in Baihua Poetry Club that year. Each member of the group will give themselves a nickname with some interest.
The courtyard where Lu Shiyao lives is called "Suxue Garden", so it is also nicknamed "Suxue Fairy".
Mrs. Lu lived in "Yuanxiang Tower" and believed in Buddhism privately, so she was nicknamed "Yuanxiang Layman".
As for Chen Anzhi, the daughter of the Chen family in Xiangyang - her family was planning to send her to the palace to be a concubine, and the palace of the Daqi royal family was called "Shangyang Palace", so it was nicknamed "Shangyang Palace". Concubine Shangyang".
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"My nickname is 'Qionglin Talented Scholar'." Tang Hui said first.
Many years ago, Tang Hui passed the Jinshi exam before joining the Exorcism Department.
The "Qionglin Banquet" is a banquet held by the emperor for the new scholars after the palace examination.
So Tang Hui took this as his nickname.
"Please sit down!" Mrs. Lu said in a gentle tone.
"Thank you, madam!" After saying that, Tang Hui sat in the third empty seat to the right of Madam Lu.
"Well...then let me call you 'Mr. Changsheng'," Gu Xu smiled slightly, "'Changshengzhai' is the name of my study."
"Don't look at me , I'm just his follower!" Chu Fengge pointed at Gu Xu and said in a panic.
Even though Chu Fengge looks more beautiful than a woman, in fact he is a veritable vulgar martial artist. One of the things he hates most in his life is reciting poems and composing poems.
In order not to write poetry, he would rather temporarily put aside his pride and pretend to be Gu Xu's follower.
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After some pleasantries, Mrs. Lu asked someone to bring a bamboo-carved skewer tube with ivory skewers inside. She shook it and placed it on the long table. central.
He took another dice and placed it next to the lottery tube.
"These ivory sticks are all flower name tags, and each stick has the name of a flower written on it," Mrs. Lu introduced. "I will roll the dice later, and the person who counts needs to start from Grab a bamboo stick from the bamboo stick and write a poem based on the name of the flower on the bamboo stick.
"If you can't write it out, you will be punished with three glasses of wine." "
Hearing this, Gu Xu breathed a sigh of relief.
This "flower name tag" is not too difficult.
It is equivalent to using a certain flower as the title , the topic is poetry.
With his accumulation of poems in his previous life, he can barely cope with it.
"As the president, I will give you a piece of advice first!" "Mrs. Lu smiled and took the lead in signingI grabbed a "flower name tag" in the tube.
Everyone came over to take a look, and saw a pomegranate flower painted on the signature, with the four words "Fire Flame Red Dress", and a line of small words engraved below - "Like a volcano with pomegranates reflecting on the hill."
Chen Anzhi beside her immediately raised his glass and said with a smile: "Pomegranate is a sign of many children and good fortune! I would like to propose a toast to you, madam!"
Gu Xu looked at the gentle temperament , Chen Anzhi, the beautiful young lady of the Chen family, thought to herself: She is worthy of being the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family and the future empress. Her emotional intelligence is really extraordinary!
After seeing the signature, Mrs. Lu thought for a few minutes, and then chanted:
"A red cloud reflects the sunset,"
"A thousand dots of green The leaves are stained with red leaves.
"Even if people praise the value of having many children,"
"They will be buried in the dust and turn into ashes." "
As soon as Mrs. Lu finished speaking, the people around her immediately applauded and praised: "What a poem! ”
But Gu Xu’s attention was attracted by the sentence “Buried in the dust and turned into ashes”.
The desolate artistic conception of this poem is obviously related to the “many things” symbolized by the pomegranate. "Zi Duofu" is contrary to the truth.
He silently sighed in his heart: If all this is an illusion created by "Jinghong Brush", then is it using this to miss its old owner who passed away? The disappeared Lu family?
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After Mrs. Lu finished reciting the poem, she gently tossed the dice on the table.
The dice spun. After a few laps, it stopped at one point.
Starting from her own count, it happened to be Chen Anzhi beside her.
"Anzhi, it's your turn!" "She smiled gently.