"Yuan Tiangang?" Meng Haoran was so shocked that he pulled off his beard.

Liu Hao thought that he had overestimated Yuan Tiangang's influence, but after reading everyone's reactions, he knew that his guess was far from enough.

The fanatical eyes and out-of-control movements of the two people present made Liu Hao feel how wrong his conjecture was.

Meng Haoran grabbed Liu Hao's clothes tightly, and even his voice trembled: "Is this really what little brother Zhicai said?" Since Emperor Wu was named the national teacher, Yuan Shi claimed to be in retreat and did not ask about Hongchen, and when His Majesty ascended the throne, he sent people to look for him many times but there was no news, and even several of his apprentices had no news. How do you prove it? ”

Wang Wan Du Fu and the people who were close to Liu Hao also grabbed his clothes tightly, as if they were afraid that Liu Hao would fly away.

Now Liu Hao finally understands the horror of fanatics, and he can't even wipe his sweat when he is grabbed by several people.

Taking a breath, Liu Hao continued: "After I fell into a coma that day, I was ignorant as if I was walking on a wasteland, and I couldn't see clearly in the fog all around. I don't know how long it took, but I saw an old Taoist priest walking towards me, and I couldn't see his face clearly, but I felt quite old anyway. He told me that his common surname is Yuan, and he used his best strength to let his soul go to the afterlife, which violated the will of heaven, and his soul would be scattered in an instant. But in order for the Tang Dynasty to continue to prosper and the people to suffer less from the war, he held on to his soul so that he could not dissipate. He told me a lot about what he had seen and heard in the afterlife, but at that time I was confused, and I couldn't remember some of them. I don't know how long I spoke, but a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, and then I woke up. But after I woke up, I couldn't remember a lot of things, and I didn't even recognize Liu San. ”

Liu Hao made up this passage as much as possible according to the plot in Xiuzhen's novel in later generations. Although there are many loopholes, in the Tang Dynasty of the feudal system, the theory of gods and monsters is still quite marketable. So in addition to being surprised, no one said that Liu Hao was.

Wang Wan poured down a cup of tea and sighed heavily: "I am deeply ashamed to think of Master Yuan's sacrifice of his life for the sake of the long-lasting prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. Nowadays, officialdom is flashy, everyone is speculating, who still cares about the people? Yuan Shi is an outsider, but he is better than countless eunuchs who have read the books of saints. At this point, Wang Wan couldn't stop crying.

Think about it, Wang Wan was also a jinshi and the first back then, but he never had a place in the officialdom, until he edited books for more than ten years, he was rewarded as a petty official from the eighth grade, and he couldn't give full play to his talents at all. Under the indignation, it is normal to be sad and cry.

It didn't matter if he cried, Meng Haoran also cried: "Meng Mou has been seeking office for twelve years, visited almost all the official eunuchs, and was fortunate to meet the emperor, but everyone regarded him as a reliever who was against poetry. After many years of learning, it is always difficult to have a chance to show it・・・・・・"

Just now, a group of people were disheveled like a friend meeting, and now it seems to be in the mourning hall again, all of them are in tears, sobbing and criticizing and self-criticizing, if it weren't for everyone crying, Liu Hao really felt that this was the real future leaders in the meeting.

Seeing that this group of people was endless, Liu Hao hurriedly interrupted them: "Don't think that only being an official is to serve the country, as the so-called 'three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion', and there are many ways to serve the country." For example, in business, if you earn money, you can contribute money to support orphans and widows; For example, teachers can cultivate useful talents for Datang; For example, if you join the army, you can go into battle to kill the enemy and calm the chaos for the country; For example, doctors can also save lives and help the wounded・・・・・・ if serving the country is just an official, how many officials will there be in the entire Tang Dynasty in the future? How much tax do the people have to pay to support such a huge bureaucracy? The other thing is not to be sad for my teacher. My teacher once said that within a hundred years, you may be able to reincarnate as a human. ”

Liu Hao's words successfully collected everyone's tears, and when he heard the back, he asked him with a face full of disbelief: "Isn't Master Yuan's soul scattered?" How to be reincarnated as a human? Zhicai, don't bully me! ”

Seeing that everyone had a fanatical momentum again, Liu Hao hurriedly said: "My teacher is committing the way of heaven for the sake of the common people in the world, this is a righteous act, and there may be a turnaround." My teacher once said that if he was reincarnated, he would be reincarnated as a man surnamed Lu within a hundred years, and the location was probably around Jinyang. However, my teacher once told me not to look for him, because after reincarnation, the memories of my previous life are all gone, and perhaps I can take this opportunity to go further on the path of seeking the Tao. ”

I'm really afraid that this group of people will run over to check the family surnamed Lu door to door to find the reincarnated Taoist. As for the one surnamed Lu, of course, he is the most popular Taoist priest in the Taoist family, Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals.

Lu Daochang, I'm sorry, I can't end this matter if I don't take you to the top cylinder. Liu Hao silently prayed a few words in his heart, which could be regarded as a comfort for himself.

After talking for a while, Liu Hao took Meng Haoran's hand and said: "Sir, let's go travel first, the family teacher once said: 'It's better to read ten thousand books than to travel ten thousand miles', three or five years later, the college may have eyebrows, and when the time comes, the position of sacrificing wine, please don't shirk Mr." ”

Meng Haoran was overjoyed when he heard this: "I don't dare to be greedy for the job of sacrificing wine, and I will be satisfied if I can get a teaching position in the academy." ”

Liu Hao turned around and said to the others: "As for the matter of the family teacher, I don't ask you to keep your mouth shut, but please don't say more." A certain businessman now, if it spreads, his life will be lost. ”

A group of people patted their chests and reassured when they heard this.

A few days later, there was a sudden rumor in Luoyang City about the preaching of Heavenly Master Yuan Tiangang in his dream, but the details were not clear, except for Liu Hao's name, there was not much information, but this attracted everyone's curiosity. The outside of the fang where Liu Hao lived was guarded all day long, and even a few soldiers who usually laughed with Liu Hao looked at him with strange eyes.

These Liu Hao are not afraid, what he is afraid of is what the reaction of the people of the Daomen will be when they get the news, and will a few nominal senior brothers come to him for a theory?

took Ling'er in a carriage and set off slowly outside the city.

Today is the day of Meng Haoran's farewell, and everyone has made an appointment to see each other off at Shili Pavilion.

Regarding the fact that Liu Hao is the apprentice of Yuan Tiangang's dream preaching, Ling'er has not been affected, and he is still giggling all day long, and now he is lifting the curtain on the car window and looking outside and shouting.

Liu Hao always feels very warm to this girl who is full of strange ideas, although she is naughty and troublesome like a maid, but she has never refused Liu Hao's request. Recently, Ling'er always blushed and used her mouth to help Liu Hao eliminate **, so that Liu Hao was not only refreshed, but also gave birth to the desire to be with her for the rest of her life.

Ling'er doesn't have Baguio's scheming, nor does she have the kind of incomprehensible mind of Lilac. But she put all her thoughts on Liu Hao, maybe she is the girl who Liu Hao "looks for him thousands of times in the crowd".

Liu Hao thought wildly in his heart, and the carriage slowly walked to the Shili Pavilion.

Liu Hao got out of the carriage and saw that Du Fu and the others had obviously arrived early, all of them were blown by the cold spring breeze, and they stood on the grass with their hands in their hands like a group of people asking for food, looking directly at the road in the direction of Luoyang.

Liu Hao walked over to greet them, almost all of them were young people from the last party, and they were familiar with each other, except for envying Liu Hao's Ling'er who was holding the guzheng behind him and making a few innocuous jokes, nothing else.

Meng Haoran's carriage finally arrived, and everyone saluted one after another, welcoming Meng Haoran into the Shili Pavilion, where wine and food were always warm. Meng Haoran has already let go of his psychological baggage, and he no longer looks melancholy, and his gestures are elegant.

Liu Hao nodded secretly, this is the literati style in my heart!

The sun has set westward, Meng Haoran should also go on the road, or he will have to stay in Shili Pavilion tonight.

Liu Hao instructed Ling'er to set up the zither. Everyone knew Liu Hao's thoughts at a glance, and they all quieted down.

Liu Hao habitually tuned, and then sang "Farewell" that would be known in elementary school in later generations:

Outside the long pavilion, by 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;

Life is rare to get together, only parting more.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green.

Ask you when you will go, and don't linger when you come.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered;

A glass of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight.

At the end of the song, Meng Haoran laughed: "Zhicai will make people melancholy, this song must be a new work of Zhicai, Meng is here, even if there is only this song, it is satisfied." Everyone, go back, he will definitely return to Luoyang City one day, and then get drunk with everyone again! After speaking, he got into the carriage very chicly, and several scholars who wanted to accompany him also got on their horses and said goodbye.

Liu Hao looked at the shadow of the carriage and said in his heart, the most famous pastoral poet in the Tang Dynasty, I don't know what kind of excitement will be after letting go of the psychological burden of seeking talent.

The days went back to the way they were, and I occasionally went to heaven and earth to see. At home, I told a few little girls and Du Fu about Journey to the West. The outline of Journey to the West remains the same, but the plot is changed to a monk due to Liu Hao's antipathy to Buddhism.

In later generations, the many negative news of Buddhism on the Internet made Liu Hao at that time have no good impression of this religion, and when he came to Datang, he usually listened to Ling'er and Liu San and the various evil deeds of those monks made Liu Hao hate it. Under this premise, the content of Liu Hao's version of "Journey to the West" can be imagined.

It's the end of February, and it's still a little cold at night. Liu Hao's door creaked open, and the cold wind poured in, causing Liu Hao, who was sleeping soundly, to wake up at once.

Liu Hao, who was sleeping in a daze, muttered a few words to Ling'er to close the door, and when he saw that there was no movement around him, he remembered that Ling'er was living with Baguio in heaven and earth tonight.

Liu Hao wrapped his fur fur and got up to close the door, and suddenly saw an old Taoist priest sitting on the couch, and the old Taoist priest saw Liu Hao looking at him, so he said slowly:

"Poor Dao Ziyang Zhenren, let's take a look at whether the words of the senior brother in his dream are true or false."