Chapter 174: The Sage of Qin and the Sage of Poetry
Outside Chang'an City, there is a mountain top.
On the top of the mountain, a woman in a green shirt is playing the piano, and the sound of the piano flows like the sound of nature.
All the beasts in the mountains, whether they are tigers or white rabbits, are all surrounding the woman in green clothes at this moment.
Listening to the music with great meekness. .??.
This scene is like heaven and man becoming one.
It seems that only the pure sound of the piano is left between heaven and earth.
At this time, a white cloud came.
Above the white clouds, stood a figure of Xiao Shi.
This person stepped on the white clouds and reached the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
The woman in green shirt looked at this person.
"What are you doing here?"
The voice of the woman in blue is extremely pleasant, clear and sweet, very similar to the sound of her piano.
The man who came on the clouds looked to be in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance and a thin face.
There is only one pair of eyes, as bright as stars.
He was wearing a loose white robe and his hair was messy and spread behind him, giving him a rather wild and unruly look.
"That guy Yi Tianxing is playing chess with others in Chang'an."
The man in white robe grinned.
"What does it have to do with me if he plays chess with others?"
The woman in blue shirt has an expressionless face.
"But I heard that he has lost two games in a row."
As soon as these words were spoken, the woman in blue's hand playing the piano suddenly froze.
There was also a hint of astonishment on her beautiful face.
"What did you say?"
The man in white robe chuckled, as if he just wanted to see such a reaction from the woman in blue robe.
"Yi Tianxing has lost two games in a row and is now playing the third game."
The woman in green shirt frowned.
"impossible."
In her memory, there was no one in the entire Tang Dynasty who could compete with Yi Tianxing in Go.
Even outside the Tang Dynasty, it was difficult to find anyone who could compete with Yi Tianxing.
Lost two games in a row?
This sounds like fantasy.
No wonder the woman in blue doesn't believe it.
"This is true, I will We are here to watch the fun, do you want to go with us?"
The man in white robe said with a smile.
The woman in green shirt was silent.
"good!"
After a moment, the woman in green shirt spoke.
"Then let's go and see it together. I haven't seen that guy Yi Tianxing lose in so many years. I definitely can't miss it tonight."
As the man in white robe spoke, he waved his hand and another white cloud fell down.
He stood on the white clouds and walked away gracefully on the clouds.
The woman in green clothes put away her long harp and stretched out her hand.
An elegant and beautiful white crane flew over.
The white crane leaned down, as if asking the woman in blue to mount it.
The woman in green shirt gently stroked Bai He's head, then sat sideways on Bai He's body.
The white crane roared loudly, spread its wings and flew into the sky, carrying the woman in green shirt and flew towards Chang'an.
at this time.
Ye Qingyun was still playing chess with Yi Tianxing in the palace.
This game of chess has been played for almost two hours.
It was almost dawn.
The winner has not been decided yet.
Yi Tianxing looked serious.
In this game of chess, he could be said to have used all he had learned throughout his life without any reservations.
And Ye Qingyun was also extremely serious and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
When the fight came to the back, Ye Qingyun did not make a move as quickly as before, but began to think.
This is enough to prove that Yi Tianxing's chess skills are so powerful that it can make Ye Qingyun start to think seriously.
"Um?"
At this moment, Yi Tianxing seemed to feel something and looked up at the sky.
Then he smiled helplessly.
"These two guys, the news is quite fast."
He didn't pay attention to the two close friends who arrived, and continued to focus all his attention on this game of chess.
Until a touch of fish belly white appeared in the east.
This lasted all night
The chess game is finally over.
This time.
Yi Tianxing didn't lose, but he didn't win either.
Thanks to Ye Qingyun's intentional and unintentional humility, the two of them ended up in a draw.
It wasn't that Ye Qingyun wanted to do it on purpose, but that he was afraid that he would win again and make Yi Tianxing angry. .??.
Although Yi Tianxing does not look like a small-minded person, he has already won two games after all, and winning one more game is nothing to be proud of.
It's better to let it go a little bit and make each other's faces look better.
"This should be the most enjoyable game of chess I have ever played in my life."
Yi Tianxing said with a smile.
Ye Qingyun stretched his waist.
He just felt very tired.
But it was really enjoyable.
"Two old friends, you can come down now."
Suddenly, Yi Tianxing shouted to the sky above.
Everyone was stunned.
They all looked towards the sky.
"Hahahaha, a good chess game, let me feast my eyes on it."
A hearty laugh sounded.
I saw the man in white robe falling down calmly.
Then there was a crane cry, and the woman in blue shirt riding a white crane also fell to the ground.
Seeing these two people, Li Tianmin and others were shocked.
"Greetings to the two seniors, the Music Saint and the Poet Saint!"
Li Tianmin should bow first.
Others also quickly bowed.
They were extremely excited.
I am truly lucky today to be able to meet three of the Seven Sages of the Tang Dynasty at the same time.
Yi Tianxing looked at Ye Qingyun.
"Mr. Ye, let me introduce you."
He pointed at the man in white robe.
"This man's name is Du Wei. He is a good friend of mine for many years and a poet respected by everyone in the Tang Dynasty."
Poet Saint Duwe!
The saint in poetry who dominated the poetry world of the Tang Dynasty for three hundred years.
I once had the feat of writing three hundred lines of poetry in one night.
Ranked as one of the Seven Sages of the Tang Dynasty. r> "This is also my good friend Zhuge Yuanxin, who is known as the Qin Sage of the Tang Dynasty."
Yi Tianxing pointed at the woman in green shirt again.
Zhuge Yuanxin, the Great Tang Qin Sage!
She is one of the Seven Sages of the Tang Dynasty and the only woman among the Seven Sages.
The Seven Sages of the Tang Dynasty, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea, three of the Seven Sages are all here.
For the people of the Tang Dynasty, it was an incomparable honor to be able to meet the Three Saints at once.
No wonder Li Tianmin and the others were so excited.
"It turns out they are two seniors, disrespectful and disrespectful."
Ye Qingyun cupped his hands.
Du Wei looked at Ye Qingyun and said with a smile, "This is the first time I have seen Yi Tianxing lose to someone else in Go."
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
"It's just luck."
"This situation makes me want to write a poem."
Du Wei is worthy of being a poet, and he wants to recite poetry at this moment.
"Quick, quick, quick, the poet saint is going to compose a poem, hurry up and write it down!"
Li Tianmin immediately called on the civil servants to get ready quickly.
This is a rare opportunity.
I can hear the poets writing poems with my own ears.
Du Wei touched the stubble on his face.
"Yes!"
"I have been to the Tang Palace several times."
"The confrontation between black and white meets under the moon."
"The Qin poem stands in the clouds and looks at the mountains."
"One person sighs and one person is empty."
As soon as this poem came out, everyone present clapped their hands and applauded.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"This poem really describes the situation just now vividly!"
"The Saint of Poetry is indeed a Saint of Poetry! Poems from the ages are at your fingertips!"
"I must write it down! I have an excellent piece of poetry in the Tang Dynasty!"
Ye Qingyun felt strange for a while.
This poem seems to be just average.
"Master Ye, what do you think of my poem?"
Du Wei looked at Ye Qingyun and asked with a smile.