As noon approached, the servant women meticulously prepared a table laden with a sumptuous feast. Appetizing dishes were piled high on exquisite plates, emitting an inviting aroma. Although they were outdoors and conditions were limited, every dish was clearly prepared with care; from the selection of ingredients to the cooking temperature, everything was perfectly executed.
In this relaxed and joyful atmosphere, filled with young men and women, there were fewer rules and restrictions. Everyone fully enjoyed the moment of happiness, drinking heartily, with laughter and conversation intertwining. Their wine cups clinked together frequently, producing crisp sounds. Some had flushed faces, their slightly tipsy eyes revealing contentment; some chatted animatedly, sharing interesting stories from their lives; others were immersed in the world of food, savoring the unique flavor of each dish.
Everyone sat around the table, their voices full of joy and laughter, the atmosphere lively. At this moment, Xiao Qiao, with her nimble eyes, egged them on, saying, "How can such a grand gathering be without some artistic entertainment? Zhou Yu Gege, please play the zither!" Everyone responded enthusiastically, applauding and cheering.
Zhou Yu's lips curved slightly upwards as he playfully retorted, "Since I'm playing the zither, how can there be no accompanying dance? Xiao Qiao Meimei, why don't you dance along!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiao's cheeks flushed with a delicate blush, and she pouted lightly, "Hmph, you always order me around."
However, her feet involuntarily moved towards the center.
Zhou Yu sat upright before the zither, gently plucking the strings. The zither's melody was graceful and lingering, flowing out like a murmuring stream.
Xiao Qiao danced gracefully to the zither music, her figure lithe and her steps light, like a fairy descending to the mortal world.
Mid-dance, Xiao Qiao spun around, looked back at Zhou Yu, and playfully complained, "Zhou Lang, is your zither playing pleasing to my ears?" Zhou Yu smiled and replied, "Haha, it's all thanks to Xiao Qiao Meimei's captivating dance, which makes it a delightful combination."
Everyone watched, mesmerized, and periodically uttered gasps of admiration and praise.
"What a heavenly melody!"
"Xiao Qiao's dance is truly beautiful!"
"The cooperation between these two is simply a match made in heaven!"
The zither music and the dance complemented each other, enhancing the atmosphere of the entire scene and pushing it to a climax.
Lu Wan said, "Since we're having so much fun, everyone should have a performance."
Everyone chimed in, "Agreed!"
"Why don't we sing 'Cai Wei'?" Lu Wan quietly suggested to Lu Wan.
Lu Wan smiled and nodded, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes. "This song suits our style very well."
So, they began to hum softly, familiarizing themselves with the melody and lyrics.
As she sang, Da Qiao's demeanor was elegant and confident. Her eyes were clear and bright, as if she was narrating the ancient story through time. Her singing was graceful and melodious, as beautiful as a nightingale's.
Lu Wan, on the other hand, displayed a gentle and tender demeanor. Her smile was like a spring breeze, warming the hearts of every listener. Her harmony was just right, echoing Da Qiao's singing.
As the melody flowed, the ancient charm of "Cai Wei" permeated the air.
Their friends sat around, captivated.
When the song ended, their friends remained immersed in the beautiful melody. After a moment, they erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.
"I didn't expect Shijie to have such a gentle and quiet side," Ma Chao teased Lu Wan while applauding.
Lu Wan waved her fist in dissatisfaction, pretending to be fierce, "Xiao Shidi, I've always been a lady, haven't I?"
This brought a burst of laughter from everyone.
After three rounds of wine, Sun Ce's heroic spirit became increasingly difficult to contain. He suddenly drew his sword, his eyes burning as he looked at Ma Chao, and declared loudly, "Ma Chao, with the wine flowing today, why don't you and I dance with swords to heighten the festive mood!"
A glint of excitement flashed in Ma Chao's eyes, and he readily accepted the challenge, also drawing his sword and rising.
The two stood opposite each other, their sword blades glinting with cold light. Sun Ce's figure flickered, his sword like a swift wind, attacking Ma Chao with a fierce aura. Ma Chao dodged to the side, then swung his sword in counterattack, his swordplay as fierce as a raging flame.
Everyone watched the spectacular duel in shock, their breathing quickening. They widened their eyes, afraid to miss any exciting moment.
Sun Ce's sword moves became increasingly fierce, attacking Ma Chao continuously like a raging storm. Ma Chao, however, responded calmly, skillfully deflecting Sun Ce's attacks with every move.
The friends present were dumbfounded, gasps of astonishment rising one after another.
"Sun Ce's swordsmanship is actually so powerful!"
"Ma Chao is no less impressive; he can handle Sun Ce's attacks so easily."
Their swords intersected in the air, producing crisp clashing sounds, like a symphony.
Finally, Sun Ce and Ma Chao simultaneously sheathed their swords and exchanged smiles.
The following is an example of the conversation between Ma Chao and Sun Ce after their sword duel, showing their mutual appreciation. You can adjust it according to your specific needs:
Sun Ce: Dueling with you today was truly exhilarating! Your swordsmanship, like a sudden storm, is astonishing.
Ma Chao: Brother Sun, you flatter me. Your swordsmanship is also strong and fierce; you are truly a master.
Sun Ce: Haha, it is my honor to spar with a master like you. After today's battle, I greatly admire your martial arts.
Ma Chao: Brother Sun, you are too kind. Our strengths are comparable; if we were to fight again, the outcome is still unknown.
Sun Ce: Well said! However, while swordsmanship is important, what I value more is your character.
Ma Chao: Oh? How so?
Sun Ce: During our duel just now, I could feel your integrity and straightforwardness. Such qualities are truly rare.
Sun Ce: Brother Sun, the same goes for you. Your straightforwardness and loyalty impress me.
In this lively atmosphere, Lu Su instructed a maid to bring brushes, ink, paper, and an inkstone.
Lu Su gazed at the Xuan paper before him. With a few strokes and some blending, a lifelike painting appeared before everyone's eyes. In the painting, the heroic and dashing figures of Sun Ce and Ma Chao dueling, the graceful beauty of Xiao Qiao and Da Qiao, the spirited presence of Zhou Yu, and the serene elegance of Lu Wan were all skillfully incorporated.
Everyone crowded forward to admire it, all marveling at the magic of Lu Su's brush, which could so vividly capture the joyous grandeur of the gathering. They seemed to hear the clang of swords clashing and see the scene of everyone singing and laughing from the painting.
Sun Ce praised, "Brother Lu's painting is like a divine stroke, immortalizing today's grand scene on paper, making us feel as if we've returned to the joyful moments we just shared."
Ma Chao also sighed, "The people in this painting are so lifelike, as if they are alive. Brother Lu is truly talented."
Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao both showed delight, loving the painting immensely.
Zhou Yu, meanwhile, smiled and nodded, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
Everyone was immersed in the shock and emotion brought by the painting, as if through it, they re-experienced the joy and passion of moments ago.
Xun Yu stroked his short beard with a smile and slowly said, "Today's grand scene is truly rare. It would be a pity not to commemorate it with a rhapsody." Upon hearing this, everyone cheered in agreement.
Da Qiao softly said, "Mr. Xun is exceptionally talented. Composing a rhapsody to commemorate this grand occasion is most fitting."
Xiao Qiao also chimed in, "With Mr. Xun's rhapsody, this painting will gain even more splendor."
Sun Ce laughed heartily, "Haha, Mr. Xun, please display your great talent. We are all eagerly anticipating it."
Ma Chao also cupped his hands and said, "We await your masterpiece, sir."
Lu Wan smiled at Cai Wenji and said, "Mr. Xun's rhapsody should be written by Wenji."
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Lu Wan smiled at Cai Wenji and said, "Mr. Xun's rhapsody should be written by Wenji. Wenji has inherited the true essence of Cai Yong's 'Feibai' script."
Cai Wenji, upon hearing this, readily agreed.
She walked to the desk, steadily picked up the brush, and moved as gracefully as a fairy. She looked towards Xun Yu.
Xun Yu pondered for a moment and began to compose the rhapsody.
"Rhapsody of Joyous Gathering"
{Today's gathering, a scene extraordinary. Sun Ce and Ma Chao, heroes meet, swords clashing, skills astonishing. All onlookers, marvel at their divine bravery, praise their demeanor.
Behold Xiao Qiao, gentle and moving, her glances radiating brilliance, beautiful as a fairy descending; Zhou Yu, heroic and dashing, graceful and elegant, wisdom and courage rarely seen in the world. And there is Da Qiao, of peerless beauty, gentle and lovely, her faint smile like a spring breeze; Lu Wan, serene and elegant, of noble temperament, her features picturesque, her charm endless.
Witness the battle of the two sons, swords like swimming dragons, momentum grand. Every move and stance, contains profound mystery. The sharpness of their swords can cut through metal and stone; the firmness of their resolve can shake mountains and rivers.
This place is where heroes converge, where brave men emerge. All are filled with grand ambitions, eager to display their great plans. Today's gathering is a moment of destiny, a time for heroes to cherish each other.
Lu Su's wondrous brushwork, inscribes this scene,
Wenji's divine 'Feibai' script, makes the brush bloom.
We, all present, share this grand event, celebrate this auspicious time. Drinking and making merry, discussing affairs of the world; composing poems and rhapsodies, expressing feelings from the heart. Laughter echoes, heroic spirit overflows.
May this joyous gathering, be forever etched in our hearts. Await the future, to continue this fine tale, and together forge brilliance.}
Wenji lightly dipped her brush in ink. As she put pen to paper, it was like flowing clouds and water, the turning of her brushstrokes revealing the divine charm of Cai Yong's 'Feibai' script. Every stroke contained agility and elegance, complementing Xun Yu's rhapsody perfectly.
Sun Ce couldn't help but praise, "Miss Wenji's calligraphy is like a flowing immortal melody, truly captivating."
Da Qiao also nodded in praise, "This calligraphy and this rhapsody are a perfect match."
Cai Wenji smiled faintly, continuing to focus on her creation. Her expression was concentrated yet confident, as if her entire being was immersed in this work.
As time passed, a perfect work was presented before everyone's eyes. The perfect combination of the rhapsody and the calligraphy made the work even more vivid and charming.
Everyone praised it, saying that this work not only recorded today's grand scene but also became an eternal memory.