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Chapter 548 A blockbuster

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    After having a heart-to-heart talk with Li Mi, Huang Mingyuan did not leave.  Seeing that in the afternoon, Huang Mingyuan was about to leave. The Li family had another project here, so it was difficult for Huang Mingyuan to leave.

    Today I met Li Jing and Li Mi one after another. I don¡¯t know who else appears, so I just stayed here and took a look. Anyway, it¡¯s not me who feels uncomfortable.

    The performance will begin immediately.

    Everyone sat on both sides of the table, leaving a performance space in the middle.  Then there was the curl of light smoke, the room was filled with fragrance, the fragrance was lingering, and the mist was colorful.  Eight women walked to the middle, with pure faces in white clothes, black silk and ink dye, and elegant colorful fans. They looked like immortals or spirits. Even people like Huang Mingyuan who had seen various performances in later generations were also attracted by such light dancing postures.  .

    Sixteen guessing fans were flying back and forth, and the woman leading the dance suddenly fell to the center of the stage as if falling from the sky.

    I saw this woman like light clouds covering the moon, like returning wind and drifting snow.  The spring peaches are smiling, the clouds are piled in green buns; the lips are blooming with cherry blossoms, and the pomegranate teeth are fragrant.  The waist is slender and tender, the pearls are radiant, and the forehead is full of goose yellow.  Looking at the figure of this woman, I feel like I am in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges and flowing water, misty rain; and I feel like I am in front of flowers and under the moon, with the bright moon shining brightly.

    Why are the robes fluttering? The light skirts are carried far away by the wind.

    Sometimes this woman raises her wrists and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes she lightly relaxes her hands. She seems to be walking from a dream like a water spirit, which makes people endlessly intoxicated.

    Huang Mingyuan couldn¡¯t help but exclaimed ¡°Awesome¡±. Is there already a lifting stage in this era?  No one could tell how the woman leading the dance appeared, but Huang Mingyuan knew that she should have risen from the middle of the stage.  In other words, it is a manual lifting stage.

    Huang Mingyuan looked at the people around the Pig Brother statue, not knowing whether they were as intoxicated as him or coveting the beauty.

    After the dance, the woman left gracefully and disappeared from everyone's eyes, leaving only the stunned people present who had not yet reacted.

    Huang Mingyuan also felt that he was immersed in the dream of dancers, and he didn't want to leave for a long time.

    Huang Mingyuan originally didn¡¯t like these things very much. He has even watched the lighting, special effects, and electronic music performances of later generations countless times, and such childish things are still attractive to his eyes.

    Now it seems that it really smells good.  We are used to seeing things that are rendered and packaged in a variety of colors. The more we return to nature, the more real and beautiful it becomes.

    "good!"

    It took a long time for everyone to cheer in surprise, and praises could not be heard.

    "The dance of Lady Qionghua should only be found in heaven."

    After watching the performance, Huang Mingyuan thought it was over. Unexpectedly, Li Zhi invited everyone to write poems again.  Huang Mingyuan took a look and saw that this was still a proposition composition.

    " Huang Mingyuan is also making a fuss. There is no occasion in this era where you cannot write a poem. If you feel it is not enough, you can write two poems.  The "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection" that will go down in history in later generations is nothing more than a few Wang Xizhi drinking wine together and writing a few poems. This preface was written when they were going to be compiled into a collection.

    We are all cultural people, and writing a poem is no different from singing a song at a KTV.

    Everyone writes poetry just like eating and drinking, but when it comes to Huang Mingyuan, it is difficult.  I am not good at writing Mi Mi music either.  Most of the poems of this era are so-called "palace poems" that depict women's physical appearance and express the love between men and women. Most of them have the characteristics of spirit of language, bright colors, wandering syllables and sad mood.  Just take a look at the most popular song "Yushu Backyard Flowers" and you will know what the tune is.

    Huang Mingyuan really can't stand this kind of unnecessary moaning.

    But just like the Murphy effect, Huang Mingyuan was unwilling to write, and there were still people who were staring at him.  Li Hun, who was at the top, saw Huang Mingyuan who was not taking action below and sneered: "Why, General Huang can't write?"

    Without waiting for Huang Mingyuan to say anything, Li Hun smiled and said to himself: "That's right. A vulgar and humble person who may not know a few big words, but who is lucky enough to achieve some trivial military exploits, really regards himself as a person. Which of you sitting here?  They are not just people with great pens and great literary talents. If you hang around among them, you can still absorb the literary spirit and avoid making people laugh."

    Huang Mingyuan looked ugly and stood up. Everyone was startled, thinking that Huang Mingyuan could not bear the humiliation and wanted to fight with Li Hun.

    But Huang Mingyuan knew very well that he couldn't do anything, and it would be okay to cause trouble with the juniors. It was just a domineering and unruly comment, but it let everyone know that you are not easy to mess with.  But you have to be careful when attacking important ministers like Li Hun. You can slap the Li family in the face, but you can't fight until death.

    Huang Mingyuan looked at the nervous faces of everyone and smiled softly.

    I can¡¯t write, but I can copy.

    "What Duke Anwu (Li Hun title) said is that Huang Mingyuan is indeed not very good atGood at poetry.  But since everyone wants Huang Mingyuan to write a poem, Huang Mingyuan has no choice but to be respectful rather than obey.  "

    After saying that, Huang Mingyuan returned to his position amidst everyone's surprised and disdainful eyes, and started writing.

    "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick.

    If we hadn¡¯t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai.  "

    With that said, Huang Mingyuan put down the pen and handed the paper to the servant of the Li family on the side.

    Everyone took Huang Mingyuan's poem and looked at it. The first sentence "Clouds want clothes and flowers want face" made everyone's hearts tremble. By the time they read the whole poem, everyone was sweating.

    "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance" begins with a heavy word, which is absolutely rare in quatrain poetry.  Huang Mingyuan used clouds, flowers, dew, jade mountains, Yaotai and moonlight, all with light colors, to vividly set off the stunning beauty of Lady Qionghua.

    Once this poem came out, I am afraid that not everyone¡¯s poems will be able to be seen today.

    At that time, there was a writing by Zuo Lang Yu Chuo, who was erudite and talented, especially Gongcaoli.  He not only likes to read poems, but also likes to read words.

    Seeing Huang Mingyuan's calligraphy, Yu Chuo asked in surprise: "General Huang, who did you learn this calligraphy from?"

    Huang Mingyuan did not answer Yu Chuo's question, but asked: "What do you think, Mr. Yu?"

    Yu Chuo said: "The structure of this character is square and dense, the strokes are light horizontally and heavy vertically, the strokes are strong and round, and the momentum is solemn and powerful. It is like a diamond with angry eyes and a strong man shaking his fist. It is really exquisite."

    Huang Mingyuan wrote exactly the Yan style calligraphy. He learned from Zhao Mengfu in his previous life. Although he had the best of hundreds of schools of thought and was highly praised by later generations, Huang Mingyuan had been in the army for several years, and his power gradually increased.  Later, I also wrote Yan style calligraphy.

    "Mr. Yu's praise is ridiculous. It's just a junior's leisure play and should not be praised by a gentleman."

    Everyone was shocked when they heard this. If we just talk about the poem just now, although it is well written, it only shows that Huang Mingyuan has good literary talent.  But those who can create their own calligraphy are all masters of calligraphy and have amazing talents.

    "If you create something yourself, it won't be plagiarized."

    Huang Mingyuan raised his head and looked at the man, his eyes were like lightning, which made people shudder.  The man shrank his head and did not dare to speak anymore.

    Yu Chuonai said for Huang Mingyuan: "From what I can see, General Huang's calligraphy is so smooth and natural that he could not have written it without more than ten years of continuous writing."

    Yu Chuo is a famous scholar, so everyone was speechless after his endorsement. When they looked at Huang Mingyuan again, their eyes changed.

    Some people also think that Huang Mingyuan's grandfather was a great scholar in the world and was famous all over the world. How could his grandson be a white man?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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