When I came to the entrance of Tengwang Pavilion, I found that there were quite a lot of people here.
Especially at the end of the year, everyone wants to climb high and look far ahead, looking forward to the future.
The Tengwang Pavilion is also decorated with red lanterns, and there are many people selling Spring Festival couplets and the word "福" at the door.
Entering the ticket office, there was indeed a queue of about ten people.
This team is the one that can get free admission by memorizing the entire text.
There are relatively few people, and it seems that everyone knows that they cannot memorize it.
If you are studying, you still have this ability.
But since I started working, the focus of my life has gradually shifted from studying to living.
She is no longer that wind-chasing boy or wind-like woman who can study carefree or run in the sun.
The burden of life begins to make us assimilated into this society.
I learned how to flatter and deceive each other.
What I think about every day is not my own grades, but my mortgage, car loan and life in general.
If you are unlucky and someone in your family gets sick, there will be another expense.
"The God of Cookery can actually recite the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion", I haven't noticed yet!"
"Me too!"
Ye Gui chuckled: "Don't underestimate me. When I was studying, I was the top student in the school. I was always there in every recitation competition!"
"Then who is the school mom?"
Ye Gui: "..."
Among the ten people in front of me, only one young mother memorized the text.
Finally got the right to pass free of charge.
Also arrived at Ye Gui, the cashier said in surprise: "Master God of Cookery, why are you here? Please come in quickly!"
"Leader, the God of Cookery has come to Tengwang Pavilion!"
She shouted toward the inside, and a group of people came out immediately.
"Oh, Master God of Cookery, why do you have to memorize the text when you come to Prince Teng's Pavilion in person? Just come in!"
"That's right, you can just go in!"
With flattering smiles, they held Ye Gui's hand, as cordial as they wanted.
"It's okay, I'm just an ordinary person, just like everyone else. If I can't memorize it, I'll pay for the tickets myself!"
Ye Gui rejected the other party, coughed dryly, closed his eyes and recited: "The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu..."
His speaking speed is very slow, but very fluent.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Everyone is looking forward to Ye Gui reciting the entire article.
You know, when we study, we only recite a paragraph, and we are rarely required to recite the entire text.
In a short time, the first paragraph was memorized.
Moreover, the matter of the God of Cookery reciting the text has also reached the top of the hot search, and many people have entered the live broadcast room.
"The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. The fishing boats sing late, ringing on the poor Pengli shore, and the formation of wild geese frightens the cold, and the sound breaks the Hengyang Pu."
When the most beautiful passage was recited, the weather outside suddenly changed, and a ray of sunlight shone in through the gap in the attic, hitting Ye Gui right on his body.
This makes Ye Gui look very divine!
"Oh my god, take a screenshot quickly, this is so handsome!"
"Did the God of Cookery make the god appear spiritually by reciting the text?"
"My husband is so handsome!"
Everyone was full of praise, and no one doubted that Ye Gui could not memorize this text.
"The King of Teng's high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing.
The painted building is facing towards Nanpu with flying clouds, and the bead curtain is rolling in the western mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely."
When the last verse was recited, everyone burst into warm applause.
"good!"
"As expected of the God of Cookery!"
"Who else is there? Let me ask you, who else is there!"
"The God of Cookery looks so handsome when he recites the text. Let's let him recite the text while pushing the cart tonight!"
"If Master God of Cookery can't push it anymore, please tell me and I will help!"
"What kind of outrageous behavior is this?"
"What is shouldering is not necessarily responsibility, what is stabbing you in the back is not necessarily a knife, what is kneeling on your knees is not necessarily begging for mercy, and what is heartbreaking is not necessarily a grievance!"
"I understand, but I don't seem to understand!"
After reciting the text in one breath, Ye Gui took a sip of water and asked, "How about it? Can I go in?"
"Yes, yes, of course, you can, Master God of Cookery, you are so awesome!"
Several leaders applauded to welcome Ye Gui as he entered.
"Thank you. I'm just a tourist, not a celebrity. You guys are busy with your own business. I'll just have fun and eat everywhere!"
Ye Gui also declined the requests of several leaders to accompany him and walked to Prince Teng's Pavilion alone.
Although the ancient building full of historical atmosphere has been destroyed time and time again in wars and rebuilt again and again, it still holds an important position in people's hearts.
History will not be forgotten just because a building collapses, it will only gradually settle as time goes by.
Just like a glass of good wine, it becomes more and more mellow and rich.
The words on the walls are all carved, as well as various murals. Although some of the words and murals have been patinated and gradually become rounder, it is the smell of human fireworks that makes history full of unique charm.
Why does this flavor smell like fried skewers?
Where are the fried skewers!
Ye Gui suddenly opened his eyes and looked everywhere!
