"Uncle Shizu?" Song Qingfeng was a little dumbfounded, and when he saw a sword that was somewhat related to the sect, he stepped forward to ask, but he didn't expect to ask a person at the level of a master.

The corners of Wu Yao's mouth twitched when he heard this title, "I'm not from your sect, so I don't need to call it that." ”

Song Qingfeng hugged his fists at Li Yaoyu and said: "I am reckless, I am here to make amends to Your Excellency, and I have not yet asked Your Excellency for your name." ”

"Li, the name Yaoji, the word Huaijin."

"Yan Guogong?"

Li Yaoji was stunned, "You know me?" ”

"Talented, both martial arts, naturally heard of it."

"Goodbye."

"Yan Gong walks slowly, Mrs. Yan Guo walks slowly." Song Qingfeng thought about it, and still called the title of Fifth Yao, the title of Uncle Shi Zu is too weird.

This little episode did not affect the interest of the Jindeman sisters, and they continued to walk around the vicinity of Zongsheng Palace, or overlook the scenery of Guanzhong and Weishui from a high distance.

"Lady, I didn't expect you to be so high."

Fifth Yao shook her head helplessly, "I also only found out now." ”

"Didn't you wonder about your master's origins?"

"When I asked him, he said he was a wanderer, and he usually only came to my house one day a month, so I didn't ask him much."

Li Yaowei smiled bitterly, why are those worldly masters deceiving people like this?

"And what about him now?"

Fifth Yao shook his head, "It should be that the immortal has passed away, when I was thirteen years old, he told me that time was running out, and he went to find a place to sit down." ”

"Do you miss him?"

"I've forgotten about him for so many years."

Li Yaoyu nodded and called two soldiers, "Go find those people just now, ask them if Beishengzi has passed away, and if so, ask about his mausoleum." ”

Fifth Yao smiled slightly, "Thank you Xianggong for your carefulness." ”

Jin Shengman looked at the scenery, and walked happily to Li Yaoji: "Yan Gong, I thought of two sentences again, the palace is fragrant, and the building is full of color in Dongwu." ”

"Yes, albeit exaggerated."

"Isn't that a practice? Praise things with exaggeration. ”

Li Yaoyu smiled and nodded, "Yes." ”

"Sister, it looks like you'll be able to come up with a poem soon." Kindman said with a smile.

Jin Shengman is very confident: "Well, tomorrow will be fine." ”

"Let's go to the front, there's a spring in front."

……

"Yan Gong, madam." The two soldiers came back, "They said that the Taishi Ancestor traveled all over the world a long time ago and has never returned to the sect so far, so it is speculated that the immortal has passed away." ”

"yes, got it."

For this result, Fifth Yao was not much disappointed, "The people of Xianyun and Wild Cranes always don't want to be remembered after their deaths. ”

In the afternoon, the Jindeman sisters, who had a good time, went down the mountain and got on the carriage and returned to Chang'an.

That night, Jin Shengman gathered the first couplet and the last couplet, and a poem was written.

The carriages and horses galloped all over the dust, and the copper kettle was hung in the future.

The majestic mountains cover the Qin land, and the mighty rivers flow around the imperial capital.

The palace is fragrant, and the towers are lush and illuminate Soochow.

Poetry and painting are all around, and only hatred is sparse and not Confucian.

The next day, Jin Shengman happily came to Li Yaoyu with this poem, "Yan Gong, I finished writing this poem, how about you take a look?" ”

"Good." Li Yaoyu said with a smile. Although there are some words borrowed from him, and Shoulian is suspected of being a patchwork, it is undeniable that her level is still good.

After all, a foreigner can come into contact with very few ancient poems. She herself said that her sisters used to teach themselves.

"What about you? What do you think? Kim asked the others again.

Fifth Yao said: "The first time I wrote like this, it's very good." ”

"It's much better than the first time I wrote it." Du Manwan said, "The first time I wrote it was full of mistakes and omissions, and there was nothing wrong with yours. ”

"Really?" Jin Shengman smiled, "This time I can show off in front of my sister." ”

"Hmm...... What about Celestia? ”

Jin Shengman replied: "I have entered the court to meet the Son of Heaven." ”

Li Yaoyu nodded, he actually didn't know what the envoys in ancient times had to do, but he didn't care about this, his task was only to accompany and guide these two women.

"Su Yue, Zijing, can you teach me about rhythm?"

Jin Shengman is a woman, and it is inconvenient for Li Yaowei to teach her, so she went to find Du Manwan and Su Yue.

Li Yaowei is also happy to see this, the best thing is for the two sisters to play by themselves, he doesn't have to do anything.

Soon, two poems by Li Yaowei and Jin Shengman began to circulate in Chang'an City.

"The same sightseeing, the same poetry, the same topic, and the style are a bit similar."

Someone commented.

"The first time the princess of Silla wrote a poem, she must have borrowed the verses of the Duke of Yanguo."

"Yes, you see this, there are obvious borrowings."

"Compared with the two poems, Li Huaijin's is still well written, and the quadruple fights."

"That's for sure, the poems were all created by him, can it be bad?"

Some people admired: "I didn't expect that the princesses of Silla will learn his poems, and now, his fame will spread to foreign countries." ”

"That's a good thing."

"Have you heard? Li Xi, who created it back then, came back and wrote a poem. ”

At the beginning, Li Yaowei assumed the alias Li Xi and wrote the lyrics for the first time at the poetry meeting, and the world thought that "Li Xi" was invented, so Li Yaowei, who created the poem, was compared with Li Xi.

Later, many people knew that Li Xi was Li Yaoji, but there were still many people who didn't know.

With the suspension of the Huayue Poetry Newspaper, Li Yaowei no longer used this name, and they were very sorry for a while, regretting that Li Xi was just a flash in the pan.

"Really? What poem? ”

Loyal bones sleep in the guest country,

Hanging medals for a hundred battles.

Please come back today,

The hometown of green mountains and flowers is fragrant.

"Is this a remembrance of the soldiers?"

"Yes."

It was yesterday that Shen Ersheng from Baili County, his father and brother came back.

There was something special about the way I came back, my brother came back on horseback. Father - in the bone box.

It turned out that his father had been killed in battle for many years, and Shen Dasheng had never dared to tell his mother and younger brother at home.

A few days ago, he won the battle, and Shen Dasheng was rewarded and allowed to go home to visit his relatives, so he came back with his father's bones.

After the fifth Ming learned about it, he told Li Yaojian that Li Yaozhen went to Baili County to visit their family.

Aunt Shen was grief-stricken, Shen Ersheng burst into tears, but he bit his lip tightly, he was eighteen years old, and life made him strong. His body is no longer thin, but similar to his brother, with big shoulders and a round waist.

This poem, written by Li Yaowei last night, can be regarded as an expression of admiration for Shen Ersheng's father. Li Yaowei didn't want this poem to circulate, but he didn't want to ...... It was still passed out by Kim Seung-man, who told Kindman and the rest of their Silla emissary group.

Of course, according to Li Yaoji, the author is.

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