At this time, Zhou Ziyun was in a very good mood, first Xiao Bai Qi threw a big high hat, and the old gentleman consciously deserved it, and Bai Qi inadvertently came to another feat of plagiarism, and when the immature Tongyin said "The article is natural, and the magic hand is even good", Zhou Ziyun also felt a lot of insights after listening to it.

Compared with Zhou Ziyun's good mood, Bai Qi was a little depressed, he originally planned to come here to play and resolutely resist the task assigned by Zhou Ziyun, but now he has taken another step on the road of plagiarism, and Bai Qi is somewhat ashamed. Bai Qi has never dared to call himself a literati, and he is even more disdainful of the practice of plagiarism, in the season when online literary plagiarism was rampant in his previous life, Bai Qi also shouted a sentence or two after some condemnation posts. Now that Bai Qi himself has embarked on the road of plagiarism in another time and space, Bai Qi is deeply ashamed. Here, Bai Qi's plagiarism is not reported and exposed, of course, Bai Qi can take all the Tang poems and Song lyrics he knows as his own, in exchange for bursts of applause, but Bai Qi is ashamed of his plagiarism in his heart, as if everyone in the Tang and Song dynasties in his memory is secretly pointing at his backbone.

"Hey! The old man thinks that he has studied literature all his life, but he is confused, such a simple truth, he actually wants you to be reminded by a six-year-old child. Zhou Ziyun sighed. To be honest, Bai Qi's words did cause too much resonance and insight for a well-educated Confucian.

At this time, Bai Qi also came back to his senses from the self-examination just now, and when he saw Zhou Ziyun say this, he knew that this level was basically confused, and he thought that Mr. Zhou would not force himself to make poems in the future. Bai Qi saluted Zhou Ziyun, and was about to say something, completely cutting off Zhou Ziyun's idea of letting himself compose poetry, but Zhou Ziyun said again.

"The previous agreement of one poem in ten days is to be put to rest."

Bai Qi had been worried about the matter for ten days, and it disappeared in an instant. Bai Qidao, who had achieved his goal: "So, thank you, sir, the kid is retiring." After Bai Qi finished speaking, he didn't stay long, and left. Zhou Ziyun, who was standing in place, watched Bai Qixiao's back leave, as if he felt something, and sighed slightly.

Time is like that, it can make the world quickly forget some memories. The prodigy Bai Qi in the years to come, like a meteor across the night sky, 10 years no longer have any amazing works, ten years, under the deliberate cover of Bai Qi, the aura of the prodigy is fading away, Bai Qi is gradually growing up like an ordinary child, the former prodigy seems to be just a coincidence, when people talk about the prodigy Bai Qi, more often when it is a joke.

Within ten years, Bai Qi's life was not complicated, Bai Qi, who had been unsociable before, now seemed more withdrawn, always staying alone in the corner. When Bai Qi was nine years old, Xue Crimson did not come to school one morning, and then disappeared from Bai Qi's sight. Within ten years, Bai Qi's cultivation of the Wudang Inner Family Mental Method has become more sophisticated, and he has successfully opened up the second pulse of Rendu, which can be said to be a thousand miles in the way of martial arts. Ten years, Bai Qi has grown into a handsome teenager, in this time and space that attaches importance to population development, her mother Xiaolian has begun to look for a daughter-in-law for Bai Qi.

In the same ten years, the mainland seemed extraordinarily calm, countries were unexpectedly safe and sound, and the sunshine of peace seemed unexpectedly brilliant. Peace is often the catalyst for the corruption of human nature, which is still the case in the wealthy Daqi country, especially in the prosperous Duliang City, and the land of fireworks on both sides of the Xiaoliang River. In the past, the Great Qi that established the country by force is now difficult to see the style of martial arts.

The ancient road, the slanting sun and fragrant grass, the sunset has not yet set, and the journey above the people is leaving. In the ten-mile long pavilion in the north of Duliang City, Bai Qi is bidding farewell to his eldest brother Bai Yunfan, it is also fate, in the past ten years, Bai Yunfan has been very close to Bai Qi, and he has taken extra care of Bai Qi. Maybe it's because of the same blood between brothers, or maybe it's because of frequent contact with Bai Qi, Bai Yunfan can be said to be the only person who understands Bai Qi.

Bai Yunfan can now be said to be flying in the official career, after ten years in the capital of Liang, Bai Yunfan is now sent to Jiezhou, as the Jiezhou army, commanding the 50,000 troops in the jurisdiction of Jiezhou, Jiezhou is the first important town in the northwest of Daqi, and the border with the Northern Qin and Xiongnu, has always been the focus of the external defense of the Great Qi State.

On this long trip, Bai Yunfan secretly left, because he was afraid that the good deeds in Beijing would come and disturb him and Bai Qi's parting relationship, and even the other people in the family Bai Yunfan didn't want them to send it, only Bai Qi came with the old housekeeper Bai Fu.

A pot of residual wine was drunk, and it was finally time to leave, the river in the distance was still rolling eastward, the boats on the pier were waving in the distance, Bai Yunfan stepped out of the long pavilion, and said to Bai Qi who was following him: "Old Seven, it's been ten years, brother, I haven't seen you compose poems again, and now I'm leaving, can you make a poem to send me?" After that, Bai Yunfan looked at Bai Qi with a smile.

It was rare for Bai Yunfan, who was thick by nature, to have such a smiling face, looking at the smile on Bai Yunfan's face, as well as the eyes that knew everything, Bai Qi knew that he couldn't escape today.

Walking slowly back to the pavilion, a shepherd boy rode by in the distance, and melodious piccolos fluttered in the evening breeze. Bai Qi smiled slightly, twisted up a chopstick, and gently knocked the rhythm on the wine bowl, and a farewell tune in the previous life was sung in Bai Qi's mouth: "Outside the long pavilion, on the side of the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain." The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered ........ ”

The melody is melodious, the lyrics are appropriate, Bai Yunfan and his subordinates were all moved when they heard it, and a kind of parting melancholy permeated the entire farewell scene at this time.

It's been ten years, when others take the prodigy Bai Qi as a joke, Bai Yunfan always firmly believes that he is not mistaken, Bai Qi is still Bai Qi, still his pride, and still the pride of the Bai family, Bai Qi's song can be regarded as giving Bai Yunfan an explanation.

"Good! Good! Good! Listening to this song, my brother and I are relieved. Brother, I will go here, and I hope that you will take care of your seventh child in the capital in the future. Bai Yunfan turned over and galloped towards the dock, and his men followed the dust, and only a puff of smoke and dust was seen far away in the sunset.

Bai Yunfan is gone, Bai Qi's heart is sour, these years in the Bai family, if it weren't for Bai Yunfan to protect him everywhere, his life may not be able to live so quietly, not to mention anything else, just say that his second brother has not been less troublesome for himself on weekdays, but fortunately, in these years, Bai Qi slowly disappeared from people's sight, and Baiyun Mountain gradually stopped looking for Bai Qi's trouble.

Today looks like a small year.,Go to corruption also.,Only update one chapter for the time being.,Tomorrow it's back to normal.