"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Don't blame me, old man. I'll bring you some wine right away!" Qu Zhengze sat beside the old man.
"That's very good!" The old man nodded with satisfaction.
Although the family elder was a little annoyed by the old man's style, he did not say anything to stop Qu Zhengze. After all, the head of the family was not around, so the young master made the final decision in the family, and it was indeed their fault first.
Eating hot dishes and drinking fine wine, a smile finally appeared on Bashan Yelao's tense face.
When the wine was in full swing, the old man sang loudly again, singing the same old and unfamiliar songs, but this time he sang something different from before.
There is Xie Xue's sadness in her singing, a little bit of sadness.
Qu Zhengze listened carefully and wanted to write down the lyrics and melody of the song.
"The old man may be able to help you answer your questions!" Qu Zhengze waited until the old man finished singing before asking again.
The songs the old man sang were very different from the poems he had learned before, both in terms of lyrics and rhyme.
The poetry of the pre-Qin Dynasty is nothing more than the "Book of Songs", but the number of words in the Book of Songs is four, and the rhyme and rhythm are also regular. The old man's songs are not limited to the number of words or rhythm, but are melodious and graceful, opening up a new way for young people.
The gateway to the world.
"Just ask whatever you want to ask!" The old man may have drunk too much, so he talked too much.
"What I want to ask is related to the Book of Songs!" the young man Qu Zhengze said in a low voice.
His father asked him to learn how to govern the country, and he learned it. Although he learned well, what he yearned for was the gorgeousness of rhetoric and the world of vanilla beauties.
"Folk customs and songs?" The old man smiled, and asked about Qu Zhengze's past and family background.
"Well, although I know I shouldn't ask these questions and my father doesn't like it, I still want to ask!" Qu Zhengze said stubbornly.
The old man gave him a key to a new world of rhetoric, but he didn't know where the door was.
"You know the music, but have you ever thought about why the songs are composed?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Why are the songs composed?" Qu Zhengze hesitated. His husband had only taught him the knowledge of music. No one had ever told him why there were such music.
"Articles are written for the occasion, and songs are written for events. This matter can be a major event, or it can be a casual chat after dinner. For example, the mulberry picking in the Book of Songs is written for the farming of mulberries; in July, it is written for the harvest; Shuo
A rat feels pity for a rat; wherever your heart goes, you can sing." Old man Bashan said with a smile.
Qu Zhengze fell into deep thought, while the old man continued to sing those ancient and melodious songs.
"But I don't want you to sing poems out of compassion; songs should bring joy to people, not make people sad, otherwise it will lose its original function!" The old man finished singing and continued talking.
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"Innocent young people should have a romantic heart. They can be admirers of young people, orchids, vanilla, etc..." The old man smiled.
"Young master!" The elder of the family hurriedly stopped him. If the master of the family knew that the young master had become a teacher of an old man, and he still studied the Book of Songs with only gorgeous words, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"You are a descendant of the Qu family and a member of the Chu clan. It is not appropriate to worship me as your teacher. I will teach you something in the next few days. It's up to you how much you can learn!" The old man also knew the elder's worries and said
Qu Zhengze was not allowed to become a disciple.
"Thank you sir!" Qu Zhengze nodded.
In the next few days, the old man took the young man around Leping, comparing vanilla to beauty, orchid to gentleman, etc., which opened Qu Zhengze's horizons.
It's a pity that the old man often talks about the names of some books, but Qu Zhengze has never heard of them.
Even if the Qu family declined, even if they had never seen the classics of hundreds of schools of thought, they should have heard of them. However, Qu Zhengze had never even heard of them. He asked his elders to inquire about them, but found nothing.
"Okay, I've taught you what you need to teach, and your father is ready to come back. After all, your father doesn't like what I taught you, so it's time for me to leave!" The old man didn't stay any longer and came singing in the wind and snow.
, and then walked away singing songs in the wind and snow, disappearing into Leping.
"My lord, I haven't taken my father-in-law's things!" the elder reminded him hurriedly.
When the old man came, he also carried a rag sack, which was packed tightly and had never been opened in front of them.
"Sir, your things!" Qu Zhengze chased him out of the door, but there was no trace of the old man in the flying snow.
"This..." Qu Zhengze could only go back, looking at the rag sack that his father asked his servants to bring up, hesitating whether to open it or not.
"I'm afraid the father-in-law left it to the young master on purpose!" The elder also understood a little bit. The old man was not drunk and drunk, so there is no possibility of forgetting. Therefore, the contents of this rag sack may be what the old man left for the young master.
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Qu Zhengze nodded, and then carefully untied the rope buckle of the rag sack. What shocked everyone was that what was inside the sack was not the bits and pieces that the old man scavenged, but rolls of ancient bamboo slips.
There are no less than thirty strategies.
"So many books!" The elder was also shocked.
You must know that in this era, a family's collection of hundreds of volumes can be considered a powerful one, but this humble sack actually contains more than thirty volumes of ancient books.
Qu Zhengze carefully took out the bamboo slips one by one, only to find that the names of each volume were the Book of Songs and Folklore that the old man had mentioned to him in the past few days.
Seeing the titles of the books, Qu Zhengze also understood that these books were indeed left to him intentionally by the old man for his future self-study.
"Bashan Yelao?" Qu Boyong went home anyway. After hearing the old man's narration, he was also a little surprised.
"I'm afraid I have met an expert hermit!" Boyong sighed. It is not something ordinary people can do to be able to directly send more than thirty volumes of unparalleled scriptures. Even if these books are just some ballads and folklore, it is not easy to collect them.
easy.
"If Zheng Ze wants to learn, let him learn, but the homework must not be left behind!" Boyong thought for a while and continued.
"Yeah!" The elder nodded.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After getting Boyong's permission, Qu Zhengze even forgot about food and sleep to concentrate on the scriptures left by the old man.
However, Qu Zhengze abandoned a red ancient book at the bottom of the sack, and the name of that book was "Soul Xilongyou"!
"My little master doesn't want to learn martial arts!" The elders of the family helped sort out the scriptures and found the ancient martial arts book. However, they didn't know what kind of martial arts existed in this volume, because hundreds of schools of thought were very familiar with their own profound knowledge.
All martial arts are kept secret.
Time passed very quickly. In eight years, the once rosy boy had grown to be extremely handsome, and he had gained his reputation in Leping.
However, this was also the year when the war came and the Qin army suddenly invaded. The young people in Leping were frightened and many of them moved their families.
And Qu Zhengze was finally crowned and given the surname Mi, Qu's family name, and his name was Zhengze, with the surname Yuan!
"A man born in troubled times should carry a three-foot sword and make immortal achievements!" The young Miyuan led the young people in Leping to form an army, which flexibly and orderly stopped the Qin army's invasion, and defeated the Qin army several times.
The army drove out of Lepingli.
The young man's life of cheating also began. The next year, King Huai of Chu issued an edict asking Mi Yuan to leave the mountains and enter the capital of Ying, and Ezhu became the county magistrate.
In the second year, under the operation of the Qu family and the appreciation of King Huai of Chu, Mi Yuan was promoted again, to Zuo Tu of Chu State, second only to Ling Yin, and officially entered the group of scholar-bureaucrats. It was also this year that Mi Yuan
He was ordered to send an envoy to the State of Qi to unite with the State of Qi to attack Qin.
In the third year, Mi Yuan was busy with Chu's domestic affairs and foreign affairs, and rushed to the front line with the army of the five countries.
However, other people's cheating lasts their whole lives, but Mi Yue only had six short years. After the union, Mi Yuan carried out reforms as a leftist and launched the "American Government" reform in Chu State.
The US policy focuses on eliminating the old aristocracy, and the people's hearts are boiling.
However, in the first year of King Nan of Zhou Dynasty, Mi was dismissed from Zuotu's supervision due to slander and was demoted to Sanlv official.
In the same year, Qin envoy Zhang Yi lobbied the princes and disintegrated the Qi-Chu alliance.
Later, when the Qin army invaded, King Chu Huai sent out two counterattacks, but both were defeated. So he once again activated Mi Yuan and sent him as envoy to Qi again to stabilize the Qi-Chu alliance.
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However, King Huai of Chu didn't seem to trust Mi Yuan anymore, and just regarded him as a fire-fighting captain, using him when needed and banishing him when not needed.
It was also during this period that Miyuan was frustrated in the officialdom and proud in the literary world. He created a new literary style, Ci Fu!
Use songs to express your joy, depression and sadness.
Finally, in the thirty-seventh year of King Nan of Zhou, Qin general Bai Qi flooded the capital of Ying, and Chu was forced to move its capital to Shouchun.
In a state of extreme depression and complete despair, he committed suicide by throwing himself into the Miluo River on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.
"Oh, what a fool!" An old man on the bank of the Miluo River sighed as he looked at the turbulent water of the river.
The old man was carrying a rag sack on his back. Inside the bag were rolls of bamboo slips. If you look closely, you can see that they are all articles written by Mi Yuan throughout his life, including one article from "Li Sao" and one article from "Tian Wen".
There are 11 chapters in "Nine Songs", 9 chapters in "Nine Chapters", and 1 chapter each in "Yuan Yu", "Divination" and "Fisherman".
"The body is dead and the spirit is alive, and the soul is resolute and is a ghost!" The old man slowly sang the latest but ancient charm by the river.
"Chief, he is dead!" Finally, before the song stopped, a middle-aged man emerged from the rolling river, dragging a masked corpse behind him.
"He's not dead yet. I once left a tortoise breath method on him, which can make him fall into a temporary state of suspended animation!" The old man said, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind hit the neck of the corpse.
"Wow~" Miyuan, who was already old, spit out a mouthful of river water, woke up in confusion, and looked around.
"Teacher!" Mi Yuan couldn't believe her eyes. The old man from fifty years ago was actually still alive today!
"The world is over, and your connection with Chu has been severed. Come with me!" The old man sighed and shook his head.
Miyuan was silent, looking at the surging river. He died once because of his courage, but after experiencing the death of suffocation, he could not muster the courage to do it again.
"From now on, there will be no more Miyuan in the world, and no more Qu Zhengze of Chu!" the old man said seriously.
"But according to the teacher's orders!" Mi Yuan hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded, giving up everything in the past.
"From now on, your name will be Lingjun!" The old man gave Miyuan the nickname.
"The teacher is a Taoist master?" Mi Yuan understood somewhat. It turned out that the old man had always been a Taoist master.
"That's right!" The old man nodded and left the Miluo River with Miyuan, who was all wet.
"You can practice here from now on!" The old man took Miyuan under a starry sky, with the stars above his head and the star map under his feet.
"Yin Yang Family?" Mi Yuan is somewhat familiar. He has been here before, but he has never stood in this star map, and this is the star palace of the Yin Yang Family!
"Forget everything you have ever done!" The old man took Miyuan to the Star Palace and left, never to be seen again.
"Hello, I am the mountain ghost of the Yin Yang family, and I will also be your protector. I will protect you every step of the way until you become a master!" A handsome young man appeared in the star palace.
Mi Yuan hid in the golden robe and looked at the young man in front of him. He thought that he was already very handsome when he was young, but he didn't expect that the young man was even better than him.
"How to practice?" Miyuan has decided to let go of the past and knows what new identity the old man gave him.
Candidate for the leader of the Yin Yang family!
"Only candidates from past generations are qualified to practice the supreme skills of the Yin and Yang family. You are also included in this list. The stars will guide you in your practice!" Shangui taught Mi Yuan how to practice with a smile.
"Is this the inner energy of a warrior?" After Shangui helped him channel it once, Miyuan was able to sense the true energy.
And there seemed to be the same true energy in the entire Star Palace drilling into his body.
"The Emperor Gaoyang is a descendant of Miao. My Emperor Kao is called Boyong.
She Ti Zhen was in Meng Zouxi, but Geng Yinwu surrendered.
The emperor visited Kuiyu for the first time, and Zhaoxi paid tribute to him.
His name is Zhengzexi and his courtesy name is Lingjun.
Fenwu not only has this inner beauty, but also attaches great importance to cultivation.
Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi were admired by Ren Qiulan.
If Miyu is about to fail, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him as time goes by.
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The refreshing feeling of the true energy entering his body made Miyuan sing unconsciously, and the true energy continued to flow in along with his singing, and the golden robe on his body was also lit up, and the golden dragon pattern
Emerging, metal-like hanging shoulders also appeared on the robe...
"This..." The mountain ghost was confused. The power in the entire star palace was converging on the person in front of him whose face could not be seen clearly. The bottleneck of the warrior seemed not to exist. The breath of the man in golden robe was constantly flowing.
Climbing.
"Some people are chasing after God to give them food to eat. This... God is chasing after him to chew up the rice and feed it into his mouth!" Mountain Ghost admitted that he was envious.
"Huh?" Three days later, Mi Yuan woke up from the joy of entering the body. He encountered a bottleneck. The power in the star palace was no longer under his control.
"I...can't leave!" Miyuan even discovered that the power of the Star Palace gave him new life and rejuvenated his already aging body, but he could not leave the Star Palace. Once he left, those powers would also
Then he left, and his body couldn't bear the loss of strength.
Therefore, if he leaves the Star Palace, he will die!
"I've met the leader!" Mountain Ghost was very envious. He, the guardian of the Tao, was dismissed without doing anything!
"Yes! From now on, I am the Taiyi of the Eastern Emperor!" Miyuan nodded indifferently, swearing in an ancient and melodious tune that he would take over the Star Palace and become the new leader of the Yin Yang Family!