The dragon was slightly stunned and said, "I don't know." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, both of them fell silent.

The north wind blew, rolling up the snow on the ground and whirling and dancing.

The hem of the dragon and Yang Guo's clothes stirred in the wind, one white and one blue flapping and entangled with each other.

After a while, Yang Guo took a deep breath and said, "I will make it a good thing, even if it is bad, I will make it good." ”

The dragon raised his head and stared at the gray sky, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Guo'er, you are very good", and Yang Guo seemed to be puzzled when he heard it, "En?" After a sound, he continued: "Good heart, good qualifications, good appearance, in the future, no matter where you are, who you face, don't despise yourself." ”

Yang Guo let go of the dragon and said, "Yes, Brother Long." ”

The dragon said softly and said, "Come on, go back to the tomb." "On tiptoe, he flew into the snowflakes and ran to the entrance of the tomb.

Yang Guo took a step a little later, stood in place thoughtfully, and then chased after him.

Life in the tomb has not changed because of the arrival of Chinese New Year's Eve. After dinner, Yang Guo stayed in the kitchen to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and Long returned to his room to read Taoist classics.

After Yang Guo came back from the kitchen, he glanced at the dragon lying sideways on the rope, holding a scroll in his hand, and said in his heart: "Brother Long's ability to sleep on the rope is all tricks, if he performs in the market, he will definitely make a lot of money, and he will beat those juggling a hundred times." He let go of his feelings about dragon kung fu, sat down at the stone table in a well-behaved and honest manner, lit a candle, and began to read and write, and read classics. He was born smart, he had a knack for remembering, and it was easy to do these things. Unlike when Huang Rong taught him books and classics, Yang Guohui was suspicious, under the command of the dragon, he was willing, even if he copied a book, he would not cry out in pain or tiredness.

Half an hour later, Yang Guo put down his pen and showed the copied poems to Long.

The dragon sat on the rope and asked, "Okay, is there anything you don't understand today?" ”

Yang Guo took out one of the many rice papers and said: "Brother Long, you read this, I almost can't understand it, it's mountains, clouds, and flowers, what is he writing, is this person a Taoist?" I don't read what the Taoist priest wrote! ”

Long Dao: "Taoist priests are not all bad, and there is not only one Quanzhen Sect in the world. took the poem in Yang Guo's hand and said, "It turned out to be this, no wonder you can't understand it." ”

Yang Guo jumped on the rope, sat side by side with the dragon, and asked, "Is this person's name "Yuan Shen"?" ”

The dragon shook his head and said, "No, this word is pronounced "稹", and this person's name is "Yuan Zhen". ”

Yang Guo stuck out his tongue and said, "Brother Long, you hurry up and explain to me." ”

Long Dao: "This is a mourning poem, you have to understand what it refers to before you can read it." ”

Yang said: "Oh, this is a poem written for the dead, so who is this Yuan Zhen written for?" ”

Long Dao: "To his dead wife, named Wei Cong." After that, you see, the water of the sea here, the clouds of Wushan refer to his dead wife, the ostensible meaning of these two poems is: once saw the magnificent waves of the sea, can no longer look at the water waves elsewhere, once watched the beautiful white clouds of Wushan, see the clouds in other places are not clouds. ”

Yang Guo answered: "So, this one called Yuan Zhen means that he thinks that his wife is the best person in the world, and other women in the world are nothing compared to his wife, isn't it?" ”

The dragon nodded, "Yes, that's what it means." In the next three or four sentences, "I" wanders among the flowers, and the flowers here refer to other women, that is to say, "I" wander among many women but don't bother to look back or look, and this reason is half because "I" want to cultivate the Tao and have a pure heart and few desires, and the other half is for "you" and "my" wife. ”

After hearing this, Yang Guo thought for a while and said, "Brother Long, this person..." frowned.

Long Dao: "Guo'er, what do you want to say?" "Put the poem back in the air.

Yang said: "This person is so fake. ”

The dragon asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Guo jumped off the rope, stood in front of the dragon, hugged his arms and said, "This Yuan Zhi keeps saying how good his wife is, how much he misses, in this case, what is he doing in a place full of beautiful women?" I was too lazy to look at it, but I also watched it. I've finished reading everything that should be seen and what shouldn't be watched, and what do you say about being pure-hearted and lacking desires, who will believe it! If he really loves his wife, he should hold his wife's tablet and stay at home honestly, the home is cleaner than the outside. As he spoke, he jumped on the rope again, causing the rope to shake, and he and the dragon also swayed back and forth, and then said: "Brother Long, do you say that he is not called a sanctimonious person, saying one thing and doing another," and concluded: "He is definitely not a good thing." Then he continued, "Sure enough, Taoist priests are not good things, and neither are those who have anything to do with Taoist priests, hum." ”

Long Dao: "Well, I also think he is fake and sanctimonious." Later, he still has a story, do you want to listen to it? ”

Yang Guo nodded.

Long Dao: "Guo'er, have you heard of "The Legend of Yingying"? ”

Yang Guo thought for a while and said: "I seem to have heard it, and some storytellers seem to have mentioned it, but what does this "The Legend of Yingying" have to do with what kind of tree?" ”

Long Dao: ""The Legend of Yingying" is a legendary novel, according to legend, it was adapted by Yuan Zhen based on his own experience. ”

Yang said: "Why is he so idle, he writes everything." Brother Long, does that "Yingying" also refer to Wei Cong? I thought: "If this Yuan Zhen really writes things for his wife again and again, although it is a little fake, he is still a person with deep affection." ”

Long shook his head and said: "No, Yingying is Yingying, it seems to be Yuan Zhen's last wife, but later separated, and it has nothing to do with Wei Cong." ”

Yang Guoqi said: "He married two wives!" ”

Long Dao: "Guo'er, what's so strange about this, he is an official, although he was not an official when he married Yingying, but after becoming an official, he not only had a wife but also a concubine, but he didn't write anything to the concubine." ”

Yang Guo thought about it for a while, and felt that it was right, the dignitaries and nobles were rich and powerful, and they could afford to raise a few more wives, and then asked: "Brother Long, Yuan Zhi writes poems for this wife and novels for that wife, is he a good person?" ”

Long Dao: "Outside, many officials and poets will also write poems for their wives and concubines, and some will also write a song for singers and dancing girls at banquets, which is nothing, it is popular in the world." You can't judge whether a person is a good person just by who he writes for, and it is not how a person is judged by whether he is a good person or not. However, after listening to the story of "The Legend of Yingying", judge Yuan Zhen's character for yourself. ”

Yang Guo interjected: "I don't think he's a good thing." ”

The dragon was tired of sitting, jumped off the rope, and while circling in the house, he told Yang Guo the story of "The Legend of Yingying".

After listening to the story, Yang Guo was surprised and said, "Brother Long, is Yuan Zhen really written like this?" How much grudge did he have with his last wife, and he actually scolded her for being a demon! ”

Long Dao: "Yes, he wrote it like this, he wrote Yingying as an unreasonable woman, defending Zhang Sheng, I think it is himself, for the shameless act of abandoning Yingying." ”

Yang said: "Brother Long, Yuan Zhen's ability to make up nonsense is really powerful. ”

Long Dao: "Yes, it's really amazing, according to legend, people who heard this story at that time also praised Zhang Sheng as a person who is good at making up for it." ”

Yang Guo shouted: "Ah! It was really hard to imagine this result, and he asked anxiously: "Brother Long, what does the real warbler look like?" ”

Long Dao: "This is not good, no one has checked it, some people say that Yingying is a rich lady, there is a widowed mother and a younger brother who has not grown up, and after knowing and marrying Yuan Zhen, she used the family's money to fund Yuan Zhen to catch the exam, and then there was no news." ”

Yang said: "In this way, Yingying is definitely not as bad as what Yuan Zhi wrote, on the other hand, Yuan Zhen is really a bad-hearted person, he doesn't even let go of a woman, Brother Long, why did he do this?" Didn't you say that he wrote it after he became an official? Since he already has an official position, lives a wealthy life, and doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, why can't he get along with a woman? ”

Long Dao: "For the sake of a good reputation." At that time, this "The Legend of Yingying" was all the rage, and everyone from high-ranking officials and nobles to ordinary people who advocated excellence could briefly describe one or two, and Yuan Zhi had a good reputation and won the appreciation of many people. ”

Yang Guo frowned, scratched his chin and asked, "Wouldn't his conscience be disturbed if he entertained a woman like this to change her reputation?" ”

Long Dao: "What's the matter, he just entered the Huan Sea, and he wants to climb up, where can he take care of this." Later, he thought that he would be able to have a smooth career by climbing to Gaomen Wei, but although he got Wei Cong, a good wife, he was still degraded again and again, and he never became a big official in his life. ”

Yang Guo clapped his hands and said, "Good, good, good, he has been retributed." ”

Long smiled lightly, patted Yang Guo on the shoulder, and said, "Guo'er, don't gloat." Although Yuan Zhen is unkind, he is not a villain, but he has a bad character. Bai Juyi is still his best friend! ”

Yang said: "Then I won't look at Bai Juyi's things in the future." He mingles with this kind of person, and he doesn't know what his character is. Brother Long, what they say is better than what they sing, will these poetry classics be believed or not in the future! ”

Long Dao: "We can't take care of this, if you think it's beneficial to you, just watch more, and if it's useless, watch less." In this world, everything is a mixture of truth and falsehood, and too much consideration will only make you confused. But I have to warn you. ”

Yang Guo listened with a positive color.

The dragon sighed: "Guo'er, this mouth of people is the most powerful, reversing black and white is small, killing people is invisible, three people become tigers, all mouths are gold, if you meet a cunning person, you must not even get half a word of truth, and you will be deceived without knowing it." Therefore, if you can't trust a person, then don't trust his language easily, just look at what he does, and most of the real deeds are true. It's like Yuan Zhen, if you don't know how this person is, just look at the poem he wrote, you must think that he is an infatuated person, where do you think that he is a Bo Xinglang! ”

Yang said: "Brother Long, I know, the eldest husband dares to act, I have to live a real life, so as not to play those boring scheming." ”

Long Dao: "It's good to be upright, but you also have to know how to be flexible and protect yourself." ”

Yang Guo let out a "grace", leaned on Long's side with his shoulder, yawned, and said lazily: "Brother Long, are you sleepy?" ”

Long Dao: "It's okay, you can sleep first." ”

Yang said, "No, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, you have to keep the year, you can't go to bed early." ”

Long Dao: "In this tomb, day and night are indistinguishable, how do you know when the time will come?" ”

Yang said: "Anyway, I can't get there now, wait a while, Brother Long, you can talk to me more." He twisted his body and pressed against the dragon's back, his chin arching over the dragon's shoulder.

Long Dao: "Guo'er, you have grown up, don't be so naïve." ”

Yang said: "Anyway, you don't dislike me." As he spoke, he stretched out his arms around the dragon's waist, shook left and right, and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes!" After a while, he found that the dragon really had nothing to say, and called, "Brother Long." ”