The first impression between people is very important, and simply put, it is the eye that is important. Seeing that you are pleasing to the eye, everything is good, and when you fart, you feel that you are playing mountains and rivers, and you will immediately be cited as a lifelong bosom friend. Seeing that you are not pleasing to the eye, licking your lips feels that you have just eaten cow dung in the aftertaste, disgust from the inside out.

Although Xian Yu Zhongtong said that Gu Qing was a little unpleasant, it was not so serious that it was to this extent, but it was indeed a little unpleasant, after all, they were pitted very miserably when they first met.

Xian Yu Zhongtong is not a martial artist, he is a civil official of the Eight Classics, a jinshi in the twenty years of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and he was appointed as a civil official to serve as the envoy of the feudal town, such an appointment is actually a bit absurd, especially the north and south of Jiannan Province are under the enemy, there is Tubo in the north, and there is Nanzhao in the south, and there have been large and small wars with the Tang Dynasty over the years, Li Longji sent a civil official to such an important position to serve as the envoy of the festival, which is a very stupid appointment in itself.

However, who told him to have a good relationship with his brother-in-law today. The Son of Heaven who was intoxicated with the wonderful illusion of his own cultural and martial arts was fooled by his brother-in-law casually, and he really believed that a civil official could kill people from all over the world in Jiannan Road, and he made a very painful appointment, so Xian Yu Zhongtong immediately set off from Chang'an, traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, and enjoyed the great rivers and mountains of the motherland while walking, and it took half a year to arrive at Jiannan Road.

After traveling for so long, Gu Qing heard some about the current situation of the Tang Dynasty from Song Gensheng and Feng Aweng, especially the situation of Jiannan Dao now being attacked by the enemy.

When he learned that Xian Yu Zhongtong turned out to be a civil official from a jinshi, his mood was inexplicably a little heavy.

It's not about himself, the question is, Gu Qing lives in Shiqiao Village, there are his friends here, there is his foundation, the Son of Heaven sent such a civil official to lead the civil and military affairs of Jiannan Dao, and the Tubo and Nanzhao next to him are still unhappy? If the smoke spreads in South Kim's Province, his foundation is in danger of being destroyed, and he and his friends are more likely to live a life of exile.

At this time, Gu Qing suddenly hated why he didn't learn more about history in his previous life, because he didn't have much impression of Zhongtong, and he had no way of knowing what happened to Houjian Nandao when he was the envoy of the festival. But Gu Qing faintly felt that the appointment of this civil official as a festival envoy might not be a good thing for Jiannan Dao.

The poem is just a small road, for a poem he actually brought his entourage from Qingcheng County to this poor country, without considering the order urging him to take office, this is called literati elegance, maybe it is a good story in Shilin, but his most important identity now is not a poet and literati, but the commander of the three armies who leads one side of the army to protect the water and soil. In a place where the flames of war could be ignited at any time, an unhurried Jiedu envoy came, just looking at this style, Gu Qing felt that Jiannan Dao was going to be cold.

"Good words, if you really made it, the old man will be impressed by you, the previous festival between you and me is not a good story that you don't know." Xian Yu Zhongtong was amazed, and after speaking, he haha, as if he had told a very funny joke.

The curtain guest was very eye-catching, and the first one laughed.

Song Gensheng also reluctantly laughed twice, and Gu Qing pulled the corners of his mouth to say that he had won the scene.

Next, Xian Yu Zhongtong's attitude towards Gu Qing was much more enthusiastic, and he began to take the initiative to discuss poetry with Gu Qing, from the style of the Northern and Southern Dynasties to the Jian'an poetry school, as well as Tao Xie's pastoral poetry school, and now Chang'an City's popular Gao Shi Cen Shen's Biansai poetry school, etc., Speaking of poetry, Xian Yu Zhongtong's eyebrows danced, and his expression was extremely fascinating, as if he had personally participated in the creative process of all poets.

Gu Qing listened all the time, wanting to yawn, a little bored, it was better to watch the ants move.

I don't know how long it took, Xian Yu Zhongtong stopped talking unsatisfied, looked at Gu Qing and smiled with satisfaction: "The old man was a little bit of a problem with you, but judging from the conversation between you and me just now, you are a good young man, and the old man doesn't blame you anymore." ”

Gu Qing was shocked: ???

Did I talk just now? Did I talk?

Xian Yu Zhongtong was quite interested, suddenly stood up from the futon, took off the boots and foot clothes on his feet, deliberately made his tightly tied hair scattered, and laughed barefoot: "How can there be poetry without wine, left and right, wine comes!" ”

The entourage behind him hurriedly untied a leather bag from his waist and handed it over with both hands.

Xian Yu Zhongtong took it, raised his head and took a big sip, and said with a smile: "Happy, take another bite!" ”

Poured again.

After pouring it, he handed the skin bag to Gu Qing and said, "You also drink it!" ”

Gu Qing looked at the mouth of the sac stained with Xian Yuzhongtong's saliva with disgust, and didn't move for a long time.

Xian Yu Zhongtong was furious, pinched Gu Qing's chin and stuffed the wine bag into his mouth, Gu Qing took a few sips with his hands and feet.

Xian Yu Zhongtong was satisfied, and his feet stepped on messy steps, as if he was drunk with fist footwork, and he didn't know if he was really drunk or for the occasion.

Immediately, Xian Yu Zhongtong raised the wine bag, faced the sky, and said: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight......"

Full of chanting, he actually recited the Mid-Autumn Festival words in its entirety, not only that, but also chanted in a subdued tone, and the voice was full of emotion.

Gu Qing's eyes were straight.

Is this the style of the literati of the Tang Dynasty?

After chanting, Xian Yu Zhongtong seemed to have overdrawn his essence, and the whole person was paralyzed with the ground as a mat and a futon as a pillow, and then fell into a deep sleep.

The entourage carefully lifted Xian Yu Zhongtong up, and the middle-aged guest glanced at Gu Qing, who hurriedly said, "My family has no place to sleep, and there is no extra bed." ”

The curtain guest was very dissatisfied with Gu Qing's attitude, snorted, and said to one of the entourage: "Go to the village to find a farmer, rent the whole house, give enough money, let them move immediately." ”

The entourage left in response, and it was done quickly, and the curtain guests commanded the entourage to carry Xian Yu Zhongtong away, and they didn't even say hello when they left.

It wasn't until they all left that Gu Qing and Song Gensheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and the two sat on the ground back to back and didn't get up for a long time.

"Are all the literati of the Tang Dynasty like this? Like a madman. Gu Qing muttered.

Song Gensheng sighed: "Fortunately, I'm just a parallel import, although I'm usually a little crazy, but I'm not so crazy." ”

"Don't say that, it's a bit of a way for me, a rising star in the poetry world...... I'm scared of being in the company of literati right now. Gu Qing's face was ugly.

Song Gensheng smiled: "Most of today's literati are more exaggerated, and they respect the elegance of the Wei and Jin celebrities, such as wearing a cape and being barefoot, singing and singing, wild and uninhibited. ”

Gu Qing pouted: "Get its shape but not its god, the real celebrities have some masterpieces handed down after all, what's the use of optics for them to emit barefoot?" The celebrities of the Wei and Jin dynasties were sausers, and the only ones left were sau. ”