nyslfriends Chapter 128: The Way You Wish Your Birthday Is More Cruel Than Mine
Chapter 128: The Way You Wish Your Birthday Is More Cruel Than Mine
Chapter 129 The way you wish your birthday is more cruel than mine
Cai Xianggao, who was under the jade steps, saw this scene and smiled bitterly. "Let me tell you, the Queen Mother will definitely not be happy when you take this gift out."
The gift was bought by him, how could he still not know the value of the gift?
Just this pair of calligraphy and painting, not to mention giving it to the queen mother, even the personal exchanges between friends, are somewhat out of hand.
He originally wanted to buy something valuable. After all, the Overwatch Council was not short of money. The last time he raided his house, he almost copied a mountain of gold and silver.
But Ye Ning just said that the money is taken from the people and used for the people, and cannot be easily moved.
He said that courtesy is light and affectionate, can he bear it?
It can only be done according to what Ye Ning said.
"Brother Ye is fine with everything, just this temper, alas..."
Cai Xianggao had a headache for a while. People who didn't know Ye Ning might think that he was deliberately making Ye Ning angry.
"That's right, I just meant to make you angry!"
Ye Ning said in his heart.
If you want to die, you will definitely do it. If you don't do it, how will you die?
Anyway, the queen mother is also hostile to him. Why is he so good to the queen mother? Why don't he just buy something to deal with.
Of course, this cannot be said on the surface, Ye Ning stood up and said.
"Of course I don't mean this, the queen mother is in the world, and the world admires the queen mother very much."
The queen mother sneered.
"Does your so-called admiration mean to humiliate Aijia with such a calligraphy and painting?"
With a flick of her hand, she threw the whole calligraphy and painting out.
You can see how angry she is.
People who are full of "four seven three" seats are all bastards.
Seemingly respectful, in fact, she doesn't take her seriously at all.
The most annoying thing is that others still know how to cover up, Ye Ning is better, not even acting.
How could this make her not angry?
"I don't know if the queen mother has heard of a sentence called the gift of goose feathers for thousands of miles. The value of this calligraphy and painting is much higher than that of goose feathers."
Ye Ning said with a smile.
"You are presumptuous!"
The Queen Mother suddenly stood up and faced Ye Ning across the air.
There was murderous intent in her eyes.
"Mom, calm down."
Ji Mingyue stood up.
She glanced at Ye Ning and then at the Queen Mother, struggling very much.
Sure enough, it was exactly what she thought.
There is no good feast.
The queen mother was hostile at the beginning.
And Ye Ning, as always, never knew how to write the word concession.
The conflict between the two intensified.
She is the hardest.
Ye Ning doesn't need to say, she definitely wants to protect it.
The queen mother is also very troublesome. After all, her status is here. As an emperor, she cannot completely ignore the queen mother.
This is against filial piety.
Therefore, I can only come out to smooth things out, hoping to pass this matter over.
"The queen mother doesn't know anything. Ye Qing is a clean and honest official. The family didn't even buy a new house, and they still live in the old house."
"It's really hard for him to ask him to come up with something valuable."
"It's better than this. Today is a feast. Ye Qing is known as the best poetry and poetry. Why don't we use today's banquet to make a poem? It's a celebration for the mother."
Ji Mingyue said with a smile.
Poetry?
Ye Ning and the Queen Mother frowned at the same time.
"What's wrong with this dizzy gentleman?"
Ye Ning was a little dissatisfied.
He was busy stimulating the queen mother, and he couldn't hold back when he saw the queen mother.
It was this drowsy man who jumped out again and ruined his good deeds.
"Poems?" The Queen Mother was also very dissatisfied, coldly said: "Is it a mere family?"
Ji Mingyue chuckled and said.
"I'm afraid my mother doesn't know something. Every poem written by Ye Qing can be called a masterpiece, otherwise it wouldn't be called a double masterpiece of poetry."
The queen mother looked at everyone suspiciously.
The ministers nodded.
"Master Ye's poems are indeed wonderful."
"Just in terms of poetry, Lord Ye is indeed a master among the younger generation."
"Master Ye's poems must be extraordinary."
No matter whether they are hostile to Ye Ning or not, everyone is convinced when it comes to writing poetry.
Talent can't be fake, because there are works to prove it.
"If that's the case, let's listen to it."
The queen mother seemed to be moved and said lightly.
But Ye Ning was silent.
"Ye Qing?"
Ji Mingyue looked at Ye Ning with pleading eyes.
Can you listen to me once, don't make me embarrassed, okay?
Of course Ye Ning doesn't care about Jun Jun's thoughts, even though Jun Jun looks a little pitiful.
After a while, Ye Ning made a decision.
"Writing poetry, the minister can do it."
Ye Ning said.
Many people showed their joy, excluding their dissatisfaction with Ye Ning, just talking about poetry, as a literati, how many people do not like poetry?
Not to mention Ye Ning's poems.
Among these people, the most excited is Cai Xianggao.
"Brother Ye is finally going to write a poem, and I don't know if it's the one I've been thinking about!"
He has been thinking about that half of the poem for more than a day or two, and it has almost become his Hearts Demon.
With a glass of wine, Ye Ning stood alone on the jade steps.
He looked at the empress dowager who was listening, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.
Poetry is fine, but it may not be what you think.
Ji Mingyue, the empress dowager, including the people present, all thought that Ye Ning would make a poem that was suitable for the occasion and could highlight today's feast.
But Ye Ning didn't plan to let everyone get their wish.
After thinking about it, he already had a poem in his mind, took two steps forward, and said with a glass of wine.
"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."
The fine wine in the golden cup is worth ten thousand dollars a bucket, and the dishes in the jade plate are precious and worth ten thousand dollars.
As soon as the voice fell, his body was surging, and a vivid scene immediately evolved in the air.
Everyone raised their heads and was surprised to find that the scene evolved by Wen Qi was like a replica of today's scene.
Wealth, grandeur, luxury, golden cups of wine, gourmet food.
The empress dowager's face looked much better.
It seems that it is indeed depicting the grand scene of the banquet.
Cai Xianggao couldn't hold back a little, and jumped out and said.
"Please allow me to write down this poem that Lord Ye recited."
This is exactly what Ji Mingyue wants. She also wants to see how high this poem can reach, so she immediately said.
"allow."
Immediately someone brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Cai Xianggao rolled up his sleeves and immediately wrote the verse.
Wen Qi surging, about three feet high.
It's extraordinary, but for Ye Ning, it's obviously not enough. His level cannot be compared with ordinary people.
"It seems that Ye Ning really wants to write a poem to please the Queen Mother."
someone said.
From this first sentence alone, his understanding must be correct.
But Ye Ning recited the second sentence immediately.
"You can't eat when you stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, draw your sword and look around in a daze."
Depressed in my heart, I put down the cup and chopsticks and did not want to eat; I pulled out my sword and looked around, feeling at a loss.
Wen Qi evolved again, and the figure of Ye Ning appeared. He was holding on to the long sword, frowning and looking around.
Cai Xianggao doesn't care about anything else, just records.
After another sentence was written, the spirit of the text surged again, and the incense between heaven and earth bursts.
And his brush, every time it shakes, seems to be able to see the spread of ink marks like a flower petal.
"write like an angel!"
Many people exclaimed, this is a vision.
In this way, this poem is at least at the level of Mingzhou.
However, the meaning of this poem is obviously wrong.
"Is this really a birthday poem?"
Many people muttered in their hearts.
The first sentence has a bit of that meaning, but the second sentence is not quite right.
Before they could think about it, Ye Ning read out the third sentence.
"If you want to cross the Zhanghe River, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."
There is no Yellow River in this world. The most famous one in Dazhou is the Zhang River, which is longer than the Yellow River, so Ye Ning made a modification...
The word Taihang, Ye Ning, has not changed. Perhaps it is a coincidence. There are Taihang Mountains in this world, and it is not too far from the capital.
The cultural atmosphere evolves, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the scenery is lifelike.
It was like a satellite reflecting the Zhang River and Taihang Mountains, allowing everyone to actually see the scene of the two places at the moment.
But the focus of everyone is obviously not here. If the second sentence is finished, they are only suspicious.
Then when the third sentence is finished, it is almost certain that this is not a birthday poem!
Ye Ning ignored this and continued to chant.
"I came to fish on Bixi in my spare time, and suddenly I dreamed of riding a boat to the horizon."
There are two allusions in this sentence, the world does not have it, but even so, it does not affect the understanding of the meaning of the poem.
Cai Xianggao writes quickly, he doesn't care about anything else, he just writes his own.
There was excitement in his eyes.
"Is that the poem? Is that the poem?"
He seemed to be feeling vaguely.
His emotions were conveyed to the pen, and the literary spirit surged again.
Of course, this literary energy was not released by Cai Xianggao, but was transmitted from the scene evolved by Ye Ning, and linked with the poems written by Cai Xianggao.
It is not only the Splendid Palace, but the fragrance of ink is gradually becoming stronger in the entire palace.
Those flowers that had withered because the season was not suitable, suddenly bloomed at this moment.
It's just the scent of flowers, but it's not fragrant, but the scent of pen and ink.
Another miracle!
Most of the people stood up, and they saw the words written by Cai Xianggao, exuding a faint fluorescence, which was a magnificent light like jewels.
twinkling their eyes.
Literally beaded!
The crowd swallowed.
"Poetry of Zhenguo, another poem of Zhenguo!"
"My God, Ye Ning is worthy of the name of Ye Zhenguo, just read it, it's another Zhenguo poem!"
"To see this scene today, Sansheng is lucky!"
Everyone was impressed by Ye Ning's talent.
I only heard about it in the past, but now I see it with my own eyes, and I know that the rumors are true.
Ye Ning's talent in poetry is simply unimaginable.
Not long ago, I wrote a poem for Zhenguo, and now I have another poem for Zhenguo.
The most frightening thing is that the poem is obviously not finished yet.
"Could it be that……"
Ji Mingyue showed disbelief.
At this time, no one cared whether Ye Ning wrote a birthday poem or not.
3.7 Now the value of the poem itself has overshadowed this banquet.
The queen mother clung to the handle of the chair with both hands, with a layer of anger in her eyes.
The cheers and excitement of the crowd, in her opinion, is clearly a humiliation to her.
Who is the protagonist today?
Who is this poem written for?
Ye Ning continued to recite.
"It is difficult to travel, it is difficult to travel, and there are many wrong roads, where are you now?"
Cai Xianggao recited something while writing.
"It's that song, it really is that song!"
He almost jumped up with excitement, and before Ye Ning could read it, he had already started to write.
This time, his dream came true.
Sure enough, The next moment, Ye Ning said.
"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea!"
boom!
The moment he finished reciting, a beam of light burst out from the verse, directly penetrating the palace and the dark clouds, and reaching the top of Nine Heavens.
At this moment, people all over the world raised their heads, no matter how far or near they could see a pure white beam of light rushing towards the unfathomable depths of the starry sky.
In the vast starry sky, there was a faint response.
The next moment, a starlight passed from a distant place and reflected directly on Ye Ning.
"What? Wenquxing, who disappeared for a long time, actually responded to this poem!"
"This is not a township poem!"
"Poetry is passed down the world, this is a work that is passed down the world!"
Everyone is almost crazy. .