"Bai Ji, do you want to enter the pagoda?"

Xu Qian led the little mare and stopped under the archway at the foot of the mountain. He tied the little mare to the pillar and then asked the little white fox for its opinion.

"I won't go! The queen said that I came out this time to gain experience and gain knowledge." The little white fox said in a serious tone with a childish voice.

By some strange coincidence, a thought flashed through Xu Qian's mind:

Put it together with diced bean sprouts, and I don’t know what kind of sparks will come out.

It will be beaten badly...Xu Qian'an said.

"Are you ladies beautiful?"

Xu Qian helped the princess to dismount.

"So beautiful..." Bai Ji shouted in a soft voice.

Xu Qian noticed that Munan Zhi gave him a cold sideways glance.

You don’t really have all the four elements... He raised the corner of his mouth.

The two people and the fox left the little mare at the foot of the mountain and climbed up the steps. Qingyun Mountain has lush vegetation. Even in such a cold winter, you can see large tracts of green.

Seeing her enjoying the scenery along the way with great interest, Xu Qian said:

"The flowers, plants and trees here are nourished by Haoran's righteousness all year round. They are different from the plants outside and have undergone some changes. Even in winter..."

Mu Nanzhi interrupted in a cold tone: "Do I need you to explain?"

.......I almost forgot, you are the reincarnation of the Flower God! Xu Qian shut up immediately.

Given Munan Zhi's rank, I'm afraid the clues can be seen at first glance.

Xu Qi'an never mentioned the identity of the flower god's reincarnation, pretending that she didn't know.

Mu Nanzhi also pretended that he didn't know.

The two have a great tacit understanding, as if they are an old couple who have lived together for many years, living a life where they can understand each other without much communication.

Not long after, they walked along the mountain steps to the academy. Xu Qi'an first went to visit the three great scholars, his nominal teachers.

Three great scholars entertained Xu Qi'an in a quiet and elegant attic.

"Ning Yan, long time no see. How are you?"

Xu New Year's mentor, the great scholar Zhang Shen, greeted with a smile, then turned to look at Munan Zhi: "This is..."

"This is my unmarried wife." Xu Qian introduced her like this.

The three great scholars all showed surprised expressions, and even Munan Zhi turned his face sideways in astonishment and stared at Xu Qi'an.

Mu Nanzhi quickly put his hands together and launched a counterattack:

"The poor nun is a monk. I promise the donor not to talk nonsense and ruin the poor nun's reputation."

The little white fox squatted on the coffee table, looked at her with his little face raised, and said:

"Auntie, where does the reputation of a monk come from? You should say, don't ruin the nun's practice."

Munan Zhizhi gave a violent backhand, becoming angry with embarrassment:

"You know better.

"Would you like to set up a stage for you to perform for three days and three nights?"

Bai Ji is young, just in the state of clinking half a bucket of water, and is very expressive. It has demolished Munan Zhi again and again, although it does not have this consciousness.

Seeing the four men staring at her, Mu Nanzhi felt a little embarrassed, got up and left angrily.

"Auntie, wait for me..."

The little white fox hurriedly jumped off the table, wagging its fluffy fox tail, like a kitten abandoned by its owner, chasing after it anxiously.

Xu Qian watched one person and one fox leave, shook his head and sighed:

"I am a woman who has been married before, has a bad temper, and is about the same age as my aunt... Oh, please forgive me, some teachers."

Have you ever married someone?!

Are you still old enough to be a mother?!

The three great scholars seemed to have something extra in their eyes when they looked at Xu Qi'an.

"I came to visit three teachers this time because I want to ask for some spells of "Speech and Dharma Suit"."

Xu Qian rubbed his hands, feeling embarrassed for having had sex for nothing.

The reason why he wanted the spells of the three great scholars instead of Zhao Shou's was because he could withstand the backlash of the fourth-level "words and tricks".

Dean Zhao Shou was at the peak of the third level, just one step away from entering the true "Great Confucian" state. Xu Qi'an couldn't bear the backlash of spells at this level.

"Spell!"

"That's it!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

The three great scholars showed kind and friendly smiles in turn, rubbed their hands, and said:

"Does Ning Yan have any new works recently?"

"No!" Xu Qian shook his head regretfully, and then wanted to explain a few words.

Unexpectedly, the three great scholars instantly put away their kind and friendly smiles, showed expressions like "we all meet by chance", and said:

"Confucian magic is not spread to outsiders. Please come back, Xu Yinluo, and don't embarrass us."

This, this is Xu Yinluo? It's too real, you just want to steal my poem for nothing... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and immediately felt that he was not qualified to slander others.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Suddenly, I was flooded with thoughts."

The eyes of the three great scholars suddenly brightened, and they straightened their backs and took a serious posture of listening.

Xu Qian said slowly:

"On this day last year, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red."

Qilu... The three great scholars listened attentively and chewed the opening two sentences in their hearts.

What stands out in these two lines of poetry is the profound recollection, which is as clear as "today". The human faces and peach blossoms in the second half of the line let the three great scholars know that what they want to write is related to love.

As highly talented Confucian scholars, their ability to appreciate poetry is super strong.

It can be judged that this poem should follow the path of artistic conception and emotion, which is different from the poem "Secret Fragrance Floating on the Moon at Dusk".

In fact, the three great scholars even took the initiative to write poems in their minds based on the foreshadowing of the first two lines of the poem, or guessed the emotional direction of the second half of the poem.

Xu Qian turned to look out the window and whispered:

"The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze!"

The three great scholars were silent, chewing, feeling melancholy in their hearts for no reason.

Peach blossoms are used to set off the beauty, and the time of "last year" is used as a foreshadowing. When the second half of the song comes out, people can't help but feel a sense of sadness that "things are different and people are different".

If you are a sentimental person, you will feel sad listening to it.

"A good poem. If this poem spreads, it will definitely be deeply loved and respected by Miss Jiaofangsi."

Zhang Shen stroked his beard and sighed.

This kind of poem, which is obviously written about emotional pain, can best touch the soft heart of a prostitute.

"With this poem, Ning Yan can spend as much as he wants in Jiaofangsi without spending a penny."

Li Mubai praised.

"This poem by Ning Yan was probably written for Fuxiang. If you spread it out, all the girls in the Jiaofang Department will shed tears for your deep love."

Chen Tai sighed.

Xu Qian rolled his eyes: "This poem doesn't have a name, so I have to ask three teachers to help me."

After the words fell, the three great scholars suddenly began to breathe heavily. They looked at each other, their eyes full of vigilance, full of distrust and wariness.

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an stood up and bowed: "I still have something to do with the dean. I'd like to say goodbye."

Exited the attic.

............

He looked outside for a moment and didn't see Munan Zhi. There was no need to worry too much in Qingyun Mountain, so he didn't go looking for her.

Xu Qi'an passed through the "school area" and "dormitory area" with ease, and walked towards the back mountain for a long time, until the wind brought the sound of "rustling" bamboo leaves.

In front of me, there is a bamboo forest with emerald green mixed with withered yellow.

And a small attic hidden in the bamboo forest.

Dean Zhao Shou had already been standing in the fenced courtyard in front of the attic, waiting for a long time.

"I just went to see three gentlemen." Xu Qian bowed.

Zhao Shou returned the gift, and now Xu Qian was qualified to be on an equal footing with him.
To be continued...