Ye Qing was startled and felt awe-inspiring in his heart. The middle-aged man was probably aware of his deliberate intention to meet each other.
The middle-aged man was looking at him with a smile: "Can you tell me why you are here, little friend?"
The words were said in a pleasant way, but the faint sound of water rushing towards my face was grand and quiet. The majesty and coldness revealed in it were truly unfathomable. The golden cup in my arms was as cold as iron, and all the notes in the rivers and forests in my body were dormant.
Time keeps making people's buttocks change color.
Under this warning, Ye Qing did not dare to lie, and said frankly: "The student was originally from a branch of the clan, and was in poverty. He was lucky enough to be born as a child, but he knew that his future was slim, but he was unwilling to accept it. He accidentally got a god in a temple in Beimang Mountain.
Qi, I meandered to this lake to look for an opportunity, but I didn’t mean to collide with you sir.”
They are all true, but the order may be reversed to form implications that are different from the facts.
"Bei Mang..." The middle-aged man stretched out his green sleeves, and a spiritual energy circled around Ye Qing.
The ring-shaped light green aura penetrated Ye Qing in the void. A circle of faint white light appeared on Ye Qing's body, and a ray of golden flame was aroused on the golden cup. It only penetrated the shadow of Sichuan Lin's notebook and then disappeared.
Ye Qing's expression did not change and his heart was pure.
"It turns out it's the legacy of an old friend!" The middle-aged man glanced at the position of the golden cup in Ye Qing's arms, but he believed it, raised his cup and drank: "Unfortunately, the gate of ghosts blocks the seventy-two underworlds, and it is not easy for yin and yang to interact... I see, little friend
Luck, neither wealth nor nobility, only some basic fame and fame, have buried this poetic talent."
Ye Qing smiled. He couldn't say that he was standing on the shoulders of a different grand civilization, but some of his words were appropriate: "I am born with talents that will be useful."
"What my little friend said is true. In the world of life, you have to try your best to move forward. Don't think you are in trouble right now, or in three years, it is possible to have a fortune and a house full of wives and concubines." The middle-aged man breathed slowly and showed a smile.
Ye Qing looked at the middle-aged man's expression, and having experience with the gods, he knew that these words should not be taken carelessly, and he immediately said: "I want to have rich wives and concubines, but I can't get them back after all the money is gone... These are not the big dreams of students."
willing."
"I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back with all my money spent!" The middle-aged man raised his glass and sipped, pondered for a while, and then sighed after a long time: "I have underestimated talents... Dare I ask for your name?"
"Student Ye Qing has met sir!" Ye Qing raised his glass and toasted, and said calmly: "Student is still just a boy, but he wants to be a scholar, a candidate, or even a second-ranked scholar in order to achieve great success. Sir, will you think that the student is talking nonsense?"
The middle-aged man was startled and stared at Ye Qing for a moment. He saw that although Ye Qing was thin in body, he was energetic and calm. When he talked about the great road, his words were solemn and he only muttered: "The great road!"
The pursuit of the past years is still vivid in my mind. In the end, the further I traveled, the lonelier I became. Many companions and confidants were left behind one by one. I cannot say that I don’t miss you, I can only say that I have no regrets.
There is no one there, quietly listening to the majestic rhythm of clouds and water. I dare to say that I am walking parallel to each other without surpassing it, but I dare not lie to say that I have achieved the great road.
The young man is always high-spirited, but the middle-aged man is a little sad. He drinks all the wine in the glass and says with a smile: "Speaking of this Huanglong wine, the slower you drink it, the easier it is to get drunk. The faster you drink it, the less likely it is to get drunk."
There is a smell of drunkenness, there is a smell of not being drunk. There is also a story in it. In the past, General Li of the Wei Dynasty went to war when he was in danger. He banned alcohol in the army and refused to drink the wine..."
The middle-aged man paused for a moment with a look of reminiscence when he said this, then turned around and ordered another jar of Huanglong wine.
"After a triumphant victory, the people were ordered to offer wine that would not make them drunk during the ban. How difficult was it? A Taoist priest had an ingenious idea and made use of the rise and fall of Taiping Lake to make this nameless wine..."
The two of them just drank and chatted, starting from old events at Taiping Lake, both sides of the river, and then to the scenery of Beibei.
Ye Qing listened happily, adding phrases from time to time, which were concise and practical.
The sun has already set, the night is dotted with stars, and the cabin on the second floor is also lit with lights.
"It's getting late. I see that the accessories on my little friend's waist are matching, which means returning home quickly. It seems that there are women waiting for me, so it's better to go back early. Don't let the beauty down. Life is long. Even if you have great ambitions, you can go alone.
It's inevitable to be lonely..." The middle-aged man laughed, quite cheerful. He was half drunk at this time, but he turned around again and showed something under his sleeve.
Under the bright lamp, there is a pale cyan invitation, neither gold nor wood nor paper, glowing dimly under the lamp.
"This is a banquet. We will go to Liumeikou of Taiping Lake on the eighth day of August. There will be a boat on the lake to meet us. Do you want to go, little friend?"
"go!"
Ye Qing was stunned, took the invitation, and heard the middle-aged man coming downstairs, laughing and going out.
As soon as the laughter stopped near the lake, Ye Qing followed him out. Across the bustling crowd, he saw the blue waves rising under the moon, turning into piles of snow and huge waves, crashing onto the shore, and the pale green figure disappeared.
As soon as the golden cup was heated, accompanied by the faint sound of water flowing, a huge thing slid by the lakeside, majestic and quiet.
The impact of the water mist splashed on the face, implying a cold aura, like ice and wine.
Ye Qing was excited. He stood in the crowd talking about each other and recalled the information from his past life. Every year in autumn, the Dragon King must come ashore. He loves the literati the most. If he wants to gain strength in a short time, this is the only way!
Thinking about it, he exhaled: "If it is Taiping Longjun, you should seize this opportunity."
Watching the street lights turn on, Ye Qing saw that it was getting late and hurried back to his private room not far away. When he got to the door, he knocked: "It's me."
Squeak - the door is open, under the yellowish light, the simple wine and food have become cold and have not been touched, standing there, with a look of expectation that cannot be concealed on the little face.
"Well, I accidentally stumbled into the fireworks, maybe I missed it..." Ye Qing looked regretful, which matched his smell of alcohol.
Qianqian looked at his expression and thought about the urgent footsteps at the door just now: "Young master, here you go again! Humph, I can't hear it... oops——"
Ye Qing picked up this smart girl, kicked the door, and carried her around the house twice, smiling: "I finally seized the opportunity, Qianqian, do you know how rare this is..."
Qianqian's little face was red, her heart was beating fast, with embarrassment, joy, and doubt: "Young Master?"
But he heard the laughter turn colder, and after Ye Qing was overjoyed, for some reason, a sadness rushed into his heart through the drunkenness. He couldn't tell where this sadness came from, it just lingered on and couldn't be suppressed.
A light cyan invitation fell from the sleeve with a "snap" and fell onto the bed. Qianqian turned over, sat on the bed and looked at the light cyan invitation. Without asking any questions, she opened her arms and hugged Ye Qing.
Under the dim butter lamp, Ye Qing held back his tears of laughter and lay looking, his eyes dark.
In fact, the middle-aged man had not gone far. He suddenly appeared in a nearby courtyard only 300 meters away from here.
"The master is back!" A group of young girls poured out of the courtyard, all surrounded by graceful clouds, with jingling steps and jingling steps, and they took their seats in the hall.
For a while, they were singing and dancing, but the middle-aged man regarded it as ordinary. After pondering for a moment, he took out a picture scroll from somewhere and slowly unfolded it. The main picture of the picture scroll was a Taoist priest in gray clothes, carrying a sword on his back, holding a cup and drinking.
He stared at it for a moment, then sighed and put it down.
At this moment, someone reported: "Here comes the stone pavilion, asking to see the Lord!"
The middle-aged man put down his cup and smiled: "Is the stone pavilion here too? Please come in!"
Hearing the sound of footsteps, a man of about thirty came in, wearing an official uniform, but it was somewhat different from the official uniform of Da Cai. As soon as this official appeared, everyone immediately became solemn and quiet.
"Please sit down, are you finished?" the middle-aged man waved his hand and said.
The person in the stone pavilion responded and said: "Yes, I have taken stock of the banquet and sent out the invitations one by one... My lord, I heard that you personally sent out the invitations?"
"Yes, a boy named Ye Qing." The middle-aged man said casually.
"My lord has made the decision. I don't dare to question it. It's just that it was not on the list originally, and what I did was very deliberate. My lord must also be able to see... This banquet is about Qi, and there is this extra variable...
…”
"You don't have to worry about it. I have my own opinion... Humph, what kind of luck? It's just that I'm guarding Taiping Lake, hidden deep in the dragon, and luck is flowing towards me. I'm a little jealous, so I'm jealous.
Take advantage of this banquet to share some of my luck."
"Originally, I didn't mind. This banquet is what I like. Sharing some luck in the past is just a drop in the bucket. It won't damage your vitality, but it will make you happy."
"It's just that if you want me to bring luck and designate a candidate, your hand is stretched too far, don't you think?" There is a serious meaning in this sentence.
The person in the stone pavilion couldn't help but change his expression when he heard this. He bowed deeply and replied: "Yes, I obey your order! But in this way, it will affect the destiny of some people. Will this bring trouble to the Lord?"
The middle-aged man knocked on the table with his hand and smiled: "You are a former famous minister of the Wei Dynasty. You have a predestined relationship with me, so you have served in my palace. In the blink of an eye, it has been thousands of years."
"You are loyal to your duties and have made a lot of progress over the years. You are just a prefect and a minister, but you are not a Taoist. That's why you don't understand."
"Ye Qing is deliberately looking for me. He's not very lucky right now. I can tell what he's after at a glance. No matter how he knows it or how he finds it, once he's here, there's a chance for him."
"As long as I stick to my ways, I will use my writing to find scholars and use my writing to hold banquets. As long as this Ye Qing can really dominate the table with his writing, what will happen to him with this luck?"
"As for destiny, there is no need to consider it. This great road is just like Taiping Lake. It has banks, embankments and waterways to restrain the water, but it cannot be designated even for a drop of water or a wave."
"If it is designated in this way, it will not only cost tens of millions of times the power, but also suffer the backlash of Taiping Lake. Even if I am the master of Taiping Lake, it will not be an exception. Unless I don't need it anymore, so the general trend will not change, and the small trend will not change.
Casual - do you understand this?"
The stone pavilion sounded awe-inspiring, and when I thought about it carefully I felt shuddering, and said: "I am shallow, thank you for your instruction!"
The middle-aged man waved his hand and showed a sneer: "However, I gave you the opportunity, but this Ye Qing wants to take away his destiny, but he deserves the backlash, and it has nothing to do with me."