Chapter 540: The Bamboo Garden of the Hidden Mountain—The Meeting of the Eight Poems

The angry twilight is deep in the spring night scene, and the charming fox is pitiful and pleading. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pink stamen is enchanting and the first servant, and the lips are soft and soft.

The sound of the moon is pleasant, and all those who want to do it are sprinkled with jade.

The three flowers and six flowers are charming, and the eyes are not miserable.

…… A river crab runs rampant......

On that day, after the anger in his heart rose and he vented a little, Wang Ming's breath became more and more gentle and calm, but his inner body was like a roaring wave of anger, although it was temporarily suppressed, but I don't know when it will really explode out of the mighty power.

At this time, Wang Ming was in a small garden in the bamboo forest of a quiet and beautiful mountain in the adjacent suburbs, with a clear spring and a flowing lake leisurely, sitting on the side of the bluestone platform under the shade of the willows next to the clear lake, holding the chess pieces alone and falling off the chessboard.

A fox girl next to her shook a fan and a fox girl hammered her shoulders, Lin Yueru bent her waist slightly to take care of the young girl who was staggering, and the soft voice in her mouth was warm and rippling, Ling'er on the side was playing and laughing with an eleven or twelve-year-old little Lori in a blue shirt, and the two ignorant and lovely girls laughed and crisp sounds, from time to time with the breeze blowing in the forest, but it was a scene of home and harmony.

"Smack~"

Slowly pressed a sunspot, Wang Ming pinched out the white son and looked at each other leisurely, the chessboard had no waves and no breath, only the breath of rippling calm, the wind was light and the leaves were fluttering, Wang Ming's fingers were lightly raised, but there was an indifferent command in his mouth: "Jade branch, you can enter when you come to visit!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The little fox girl who was beating her back responded obediently, nodded her little head at Yuwan, and after she put away the jade fan and took over her service, she silently moved her little feet and walked towards the courtyard gate, behind her Yubai seven tails fluffy and swaying, the eyes on the cute little face blinked curiously, and the two fox ears shook lightly to listen to Lin Yin, but she was curious about who came here.

Just when Wang Ming commanded, outside the green mountains and secluded forests, there was a Taoist who slowly walked in, wearing an iron crown and a gray robe, with a black beard and a long beard hanging down, holding a food box and standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the sky with empty eyes and saying in a deep voice: "Yuan, Yuanliang, Zizhan has arrived, why don't you come?" ”

"Nan Wu Amitabha, Zizhan, today I will meet friends with poetry, but how can the three of us talk freely!"

A Buddha horn came from the distant sky, followed by a golden lotus slowly floating, a middle-aged Buddhist monk sat on it, and when he looked at the food box in the hands of the Tieguan Daoist, he couldn't help but put his hands together: "Good and good, Zizhan, you know that I am good at eating, why do you still bring meat when you meet today, it can be said that it is not a Buddha!" ”

"Haha, it's because of you that I deliberately brought meat!" Tieguan Daoren laughed proudly, opened the edge of the food box as if he was enjoying it, a smell of meat rippled, and instantly took a big sip and shook his head and sighed: "This meat is made by me who specially went to the outside of the plug to find the wild pig beast, and specially selected the fat and thin pork belly to start, first boiled and then burned, and then stir-fried in the pot, it is really red and bright like agate, soft but not rotten fat but not greasy." Would you like to have a piece of it? ”

"It's a delicacy in your name, but it's still a meat and a delicacy of meat!" The golden lotus disappeared, the middle-aged Buddhist monk Yuan responded calmly, slowly took out a folding fan with a smile on his face, and the fan was inscribed with a gift poem, shook it at the poet, and threw it directly into the stream behind him, and said softly: "Water flow Dongpo poem (corpse)!"

"Good you Buddha seal, you dare to scold me Su Zizhan!" The iron crown Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted angrily, his eyes flashed and he waved his hand and held a brush, and the void was drawn a few times to jump out of a lively black dog, and he waved his hand to draw a bone in his hand, and when the black dog shook his tail and barked happily, he was thrown directly to the stream, and with the black dog happily gnawed, he proudly said: "The dog gnawed the river (monk) bone!" ”

"Oh~?" Buddha Yin was not angry or angry, but looked at each other in surprise, pointed his fingers and smiled: "Zizhan, this is not Heye, why did the monk say it?" ”

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!"

Just when Buddha Yin and Xiao asked, there was a sudden sound of chanting in the sky, with a green sword coming in the sky, a man in a green shirt smiled and poured the wine jug in his hand downward, the aroma of wine overflowed and liquefied the river, pouring into the stream and rushing into the distance, and it was also the wave hitting a folding fan floating on the shore, looking at each other with a low smile: "Master Buddha Yin, isn't the river here?" ”

"Li Taibai, Li Taibai! If you don't come sooner or later, you have to wait until I see the son once, and you come here! Buddha Yin waved his hand dissatisfied, bent down to pick up the folding fan and shook it slightly, and then said: "It's really hateful!" ”

"Haha~" Buddha Yin waved the fan indignantly, the two of them laughed freely in unison, Li Taibai raised his head and took a sip of wine, exhaled and enjoyed the dissatisfaction in his tone: "Didn't I get a fan for you?" It's a pity to waste a drop of good wine for this, but you don't know the heart of Taibai! ”

"Yes!" Tieguan Daoist nodded in agreement, and shook the food box and said angrily: "I made good meat for you today, and then drank Taibai wine, how can you insult me Su Zizhan?" ”

"Su Zizhan, Su Dongpo, don't deceive me to be honest, I am a Buddha with a good heart!"

"Oops? Buddha Yin, when will I deceive you! Don't wronged me Su Zizhan, be careful that I do it! ”

"Amitabha, the Buddha's path is different, and the mind is different!" The Buddha seal folded his hands and recited the Buddha name, and pointed to his hands and said peacefully: "Su Dongpo, Taibai is here today, and my Buddha seal is not as knowledgeable as you!" ”

"Master Buddha Yin, don't care about me Li Taibai! Do it, I'll just watch! Seeing that the matter involved him, Li Bai hurriedly waved his hand and said, the wine pot was slightly retracted is to swing the green sword, looked at each other and said: "Besides, my Li Taibai cultivates the Qinglian sword, and drinking and playing the sword is my biggest hobby in life!" Hit and fight! ”

Li Bai looked like he couldn't persuade peace, and instantly made De Foyin and Su Dongpo look around, and they all looked dissatisfied and said, "Taibai, what you said is not right?" ”

"That's wrong!"

"Oh?" Li Bai looked at each other in confusion, spread his hands and said innocently: "I was wrong, you two fight, why am I wrong?" ”

"Amitabha, this statement is wrong again!"

"Yes!" Buddha Yin clasped his hands and shook his head, Su Dongpo agreed, and then saw Li Bai's confused gaze, and explained with a smile: "Taibai Ru just said that there are two mistakes!" One big and one small are all wrong! ”

"Big and small?" Li Bai looked at him in surprise, took a big sip of wine, shook his head and sighed: "It's weird, it's weird, my Li Taibai's words are wrong, how can I not know it?" ”

"Amitabha!" The Buddha seal recited the Buddha number with his hands, twisted a Buddha bead lightly on his chest, and turned out a voice: "A mistake is a word of fighting, this is a small mistake!" Zizhan and I are not fighting, but verbal discord, just verbal disputes, but there are fights! Too white, you are wrong! ”

"Wrong, wrong, haha!" Li Bai laughed, drank two sips of wine again, and asked freely: "The little mistake has been said, where did the big mistake come from?" ”

"Haha!" As soon as he heard the sound, Su Dongpo couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, his face was red and his ears were red and crazy, but he was free and easy, and asked with a red face: "Taibai, you said that you are the best in your life to drink and play with swords, but who in the world doesn't know that you are a great poet and a great poet who is right in poetry, this is a big mistake!" ”

"Neither nor not!" Li Bai shook his head and vetoed, shook the wine jug and said firmly: "If it was a small mistake in the fight just now, Taibai will admit it!" But this last big mistake, I will never admit it! Poetry is just casual and casual feelings, how can you like it! No, it's wrong! ”

"Taibai, you're too humble when you say this!" Su Dongpo also waved his hand firmly, and then said with a smile: "Taibai, if you judge it like this!" Not only do we disagree, but even Zimei won't agree! ”

"Du Zimei? Ha ha! Li Bai couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the words, drank the wine and said proudly: "I, Li Taibai, can't be depressed for Du Zimei, and then, he Du Zimei can't be free for me Li Taibai!" ”

"Yes!" As soon as Li Bai's words fell, five figures were born under his earth, and the first one was a Confucian with thin cheeks and an elegant demeanor, and he even agreed with his chin, and when Li Bai's expression was slightly sluggish, he said with emotion: "Who in the world doesn't know that Taibai's poetry is elegant and free, and the quatrain is fresh and natural!" I, Du Zimei, naturally can't do it! ”

"Good! Su Zizhan, Buddha Yin monk, you have joined forces to deceive my perception! ”

"Haha!" Li Bai was annoyed and angry, but everyone laughed heartily, a middle-aged man with a green beard hanging down his chest and cheeks, and at first glance he was a middle-aged man who had made a lot of friends, he reached out and grabbed Li Bai's shoulder, and said with a laugh: "Li Taibai, Li Taibai, I have long told you that drinking is not good, it not only makes a mistake but also makes you confused, who in this world does not know the friendship between Master Buddha Yin and Zizhan, just like me and yours, so ah, you should quit the bar as soon as possible!" ”

"you, Meng Haoran, let me Li Taibai quit drinking? There are no doors! ”

Li Bai angrily pushed away the palm holding his shoulder, glared fiercely at his friends who didn't tell him, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "I didn't expect that this poetry meeting, there were a few laymen, Qinglian monk Li Taibai, to see you!" ”

"Shaolingye old Du Zimei, tell you!"

"Iron Crown Daoist Su Zizhan, tell you!"

"The Buddha has sealed the Yuan, tell you!"

"Meng Haoran, a native of Monshan, tell you!"

The five of them looked at each other, and the other three also bowed their hands together, one was dressed in a Shentang official robe, the face was handsome, and the forty-year-old man was not confused, the other was like a rural village man wearing a plain and gentle robe, and a middle-aged man in a white shirt with cheeks and a smile, all three of them arched their hands and said: "Maha Jushi Wang Wei, tell you!" ”

"Xiangshan monk Bai Letian, tell you!"

"Tao Yuanming, the husband of the mountain village, tell you!"

The old man in the cloak spoke up last, but Meng Haoran looked familiar with him, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Wuliu, you can't harm yourself!" Today we are meeting friends with poetry, and it is not good to be too humble! “

"Yuan Ming is from Qian, I am a mountain and a village! It's just a pleasure to recite two lines of poetry in the midst of suffering! Tao Yuanming waved his hand peacefully, and just as the seven people frowned, he suddenly spoke: "However, I really have two poems today that I hope you will taste them!" ”