As soon as these two lines of poetry came out, the entire seat fell silent. Ye Qing didn't take it seriously and continued to recite poetry!
The rocks and mountains range across the sky, and the peaks are densely packed.
It is said that many immortals learned the art of flying here.
Once facing the sky and the sea, the stone chamber will be empty for thousands of years.
The golden stove produces smoke, and the Yutan is mysterious and quiet.
After chanting this, the elegant seat was suddenly moved, and someone ordered: "Come here! Remove all these screens, let me see who the talented person is!"
I heard someone respond, and in the blink of an eye, the screen was moved to the wall, and the seat was opened in an instant, revealing its original appearance.
I saw a young man sitting in the opposite seat, about twenty-five or six years old, with a stern expression. He looked over with a half-smile. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Ye Qing continue to chant.
The ancient vegetation and trees on the ground, the cold and old mushrooms in the courtyard.
Jian Yu climbed to the top with envy because he wanted to maintain his leisure.
There are many mountains to see the wonders, and these mountains are incomparable.
Send your heart to the green pine, and you will always realize the guest's feelings.
The meaning of this poem is that looking at Taiping Mountain on the side of Taiping Lake from a distance, Longjun's ancestral hall is in mid-air, white clouds are blowing slowly, and the cliffs are towering and lush.
Legend has it that many immortals learned Taoism here and soared into the sky and the sea. It has been empty for tens of thousands of years. The golden elixir stove is covered with dust, and the mysterious face is covered up by the water pool.
The sky and the earth are long, but only vegetation grows. I have traveled to all the five mountains, but there is no place that can compare with this mountain.
I came here to be of the same mind as Qingsong, to get rid of the ordinary mind and realize the truth.
This poem was not written by Ye Qing. It was just a few innocuous words modified to adapt to the current environment. However, Li Bai has a reputation as a poet, and his works are all righteous. This line of poems comes out one after another. This young man originally
The words he wanted to say immediately reached his throat and he swallowed them again.
At this moment, everyone in the other seats came to their senses and praised in unison: "Good, what a poem!"
At this time, a middle-aged man stood up at another table and said: "Good poem, judging from your clothes, you are already a child. Are you not very old? Which family are you from?"
Although this middle-aged man was wearing plain clothes, his expression was majestic and graceful. When he spoke, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone knew that this man must be a noble person.
When Ye Qing saw him, he bowed and saluted: "I don't dare. The student is Ye Qing, a descendant of the Ye clan in Pingshou County. He participated in the boy test this time and was lucky enough to win, so he came here to study. He was overwhelmed by the scenery and shocked all the adults.
, I also ask all of you to forgive Haihan."
"You have such a talent, what crime do you have?" The middle-aged man waved his hand, tasted it again and again, and ordered: "You can write this poem on paper, post it on the wall, and pass it on by name!"
"Your Majesty, how dare you not obey your orders?" This was an opportunity to make a name for himself, Ye Qing answered happily, but the shopkeeper had arrived at this time, and after hearing this, he quickly ordered: "Why don't you write some pen and ink for this young master quickly?"
In fact, there was one in the booth, and the waiter quickly went up to lay out paper and polish ink.
Seeing this situation, the young man before was unhappy and was about to speak, but saw a middle-aged man tugging on his sleeve. The young man felt trembling in his heart and did not speak.
After a while, I heard the crowd cheering: "Good words, good words!"
The shopkeeper was even more overjoyed and said: "Master Ye can give me a calligraphy treasure and write this good poem. All your purchases in our store will be free of charge."
After saying that, he ordered people to frame the paper and paste it on the wall.
The young master snorted, waved his sleeves and left without even wanting to eat.
The group of people returned to a big hotel and entered the room. The young man asked: "Mr. Kou, what's wrong? Can a mere boy let me get out of the way?"
Mr. Kou hurriedly leaned over and said: "Sir, this Ye Tongsheng is a small matter, but that one is no longer a small person. If I see it right, he is the magistrate of this county, and he was born with the same Jinshi!"
"Young Master is not afraid, but why should you conflict with this person over such a trivial matter?"
"Tong Jinshi!" The young master glanced at it, frowned, looked outside the courtyard, and said after a long time: "This time, I came here with Mr. Dai's advice to seek opportunities, that's all, let's forget about it.
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Originally, the young master listened to the advice because he was happy, but when Mr. Kou heard about this "Mr. Dai", he couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, and said: "Young Master can't just do whatever he wants. This kid is a trivial matter, but
The maid next to him is not young."
"I have physiognomy, and I can tell that this girl is charming, and has the appearance of a prosperous husband and a prosperous ruler. If the young master wins her, I think it will be helpful for the imperial examination in the future -"
At this point, Mr. Kou suddenly felt that he had said it before, coughed and stopped talking.
After hearing this, the young master's eyes lit up, but he said coldly: "I know, don't tell me in advance... You first go to see the boss of our trading company in this county, and tell him that I asked him to pay 20,000 silver."
Filial piety - I have my own uses."
"After giving him the money, he can report it to the clan. I don't care about that, but if he disobeys my order now - you take the guards and kill him directly."
Mr. Kou heard this and responded: "Yes!"
"According to my original words, the responsibility will not be held against you if it does not happen to you!" The young master said slowly: "I am not an extravagant person. I may not have spent 20,000 silver in the past ten years."
"But now when doing big things, you can't be stingy with money. I know better than you what should be used, what shouldn't be used, and what the rules are."
"Also, don't think of me as a jealous person who doesn't want to see other people's talents. In the past, I wouldn't have had time to make friends with him. But now, at this juncture, it feels a bit ominous to have this person who is good at poetry." At this point,
The young master frowned a little and waved his hand: "Go down and do your work!"
After hearing this, Mr. Kou immediately sweated through his clothes and was speechless. He just stood up and responded repeatedly: "Yes!"
Seeing that the young master was speechless, he slowly withdrew.
At this time, the shop owner led several waiters and personally led Ye Qing to a private room. Although it was one room, it was actually divided into two rooms.
Ye Qing rested for a while, half-lying on the quilt casually, thinking in his heart, feeling a little disappointed. The middle-aged man just now was not Long Jun. From this, he could clearly tell that he was an official.
Although being a famous official is also beneficial to increasing luck, it is not much because luck is not fame.
Generally speaking, reputation can also be converted into luck, but this has an exchange ratio of about fifty times. If you think about it, reputation means that some people have heard about it and some people appreciate it, but it is not easy to convert these into substantial support, and
Only with substantial support will luck respond.
Ye Qing thought of this, sighed, and took out a book on the table. It was "Strange Stories" and he was reading through it. This book was written about the adventures of scholars, the help of ghosts and gods, and the arrival of beautiful girls at their doorsteps.
It is moving, spreads widely among the people, and is deeply loved, but these can rarely be transformed into luck.
Based on this, the author can solve the problem of food and clothing, which is good. Ye Qing flipped through it casually and gradually fell into a trance.
Ye Qing suddenly felt that he was in a courtyard, with fallen leaves all over the ground, bamboo shoots growing out, stone tables and stone piers, and the scenery was quite quiet and moving.
A girl in a blue cloth skirt looked out of the window with a quiet look on her face.
Ye Qing couldn't help but slow down his steps and looked up. He saw that this woman was both unfamiliar and familiar at the same time.
This girl has dark eyebrows, eyes like autumn waves, a beautiful face, and a sarong skirt. But the most attractive thing is the full moon-like artistic conception that permeates her body.
The girl moved lightly, just one step slowly, and came to Ye Qing. She smiled and said, "Young master, have you forgotten Qianqian after not seeing you for a long time?"
"It's you, Qianqian, you have changed so much that I don't even dare to recognize you!" Ye Qing smiled bitterly and said calmly.
Qianqian stared at him without comment: "Master, no matter how I change, I will always be yours. Long time no see. Let's take a walk. How many years have we not walked like this?"
As he spoke, he just walked slowly and gracefully, making people feel that this beauty in the autumn water has ice and snow as her posture and the full moon as her soul.
Ye Qing felt relaxed and happy, and for a moment he just thought about extending this moment to eternity.
But after walking only a few steps, there was a fog in front of him, and the beautiful woman disappeared. Ye Qing was shocked and shouted: "Qianqian, Qianqian, where have you been?"
After just walking a few steps, I felt ominous. This garden was still the original garden, but it was overturned everywhere and rocks piled up, showing that it had been deserted for a long time.
The sky was dark, and he couldn't tell whether it was dawn or dusk. There was just silence, but he felt an indescribable sense of loss.
Following a premonition, Ye Qing ran towards a certain place.
After passing through a courtyard, I took a quick look and saw Qianqian leaning against a pillar. She was wearing a white dress with long black hair hanging around her body, lying motionless on her side.
A long sword was held in Qianqian's hand, but at this time, only half of the sword body was left, and the rest was gone.
Ye Qing didn't have time to think about it, he ran straight away and pulled her body into his arms.
At this moment, I just felt cold in my arms, and my heart suddenly sank. I quickly pushed away the green hair on Qianqian's face. The beautiful and pure face that had been transformed was still smiling at this moment, but it was just pale.
At this moment, Ye Qing felt that his breathing had stopped.
Qianqian's appearance was not beautiful at first, but since the age of sixteen, she has started to change. She has gradually become naturally beautiful and has a pleasant smile, making those who accompany her always feel like they are bathing in spring breeze.
But at this moment, everything is just peaceful.
Ye Qing stared at her blankly. Suddenly, an indescribable loss and pain surged out, with the hottest violence.
Qianqian is dead.
Who and for what?
As soon as this thought appeared, there was an unknown answer, which made him breathless.
Anger, hatred, and enlightenment all burst out from my heart in an instant, turning into a flame like a red lotus - I'm not strong enough, so do I want her to sacrifice for me?
So how strong is enough?
Before this catastrophe comes?
"Master, Master... why are you so sleepy... wake up quickly!"
Feeling being pushed by a pair of hands, Ye Qing shuddered and woke up. He took a closer look and found that he was still on the hotel bed. A book had fallen not far away. The breeze came in through the window. Qianqian was staring at him worriedly.
Pushing yourself with your hands!
Looking back at the dream, Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then gradually came back to his senses, pulled Qianqian and said: "It's okay, I just have a nightmare."