Chapter 6: My Heart Looks North, and the Ground Is a Trace (I)
In fact, what followed the two of them was not the land of floods and beasts that Yang Ze imagined, but the "Red Mansion" by the Danube River in the royal capital.
The Danube River here is not the second longest river in the world and Europe in Yang Ze's impression and has given birth to countless poets and splendid cultures, but a river that flows through the royal capital Shanglin and then passes into the three counties of Qichun.
To change the fate of many people around him in the future, Yang Ze's first task is to change himself. Changing oneself is not simply to grasp the cultivation power of the right to speak in this world, but also to change the opinion of the people around him about him, who is unlearned and irritable. Otherwise, he is now telling his father that so-and-so has a bad heart in the future, and whoever is secretly communicating with foreign enemies now, it is estimated that if he doesn't need to shoot him to death by Yang Ye, the Marquis of Qichun, he will be arrested by Yang Hongyuan to see a psychiatric doctor.
In fact, not only many people in the Hou Mansion, but even Wang Du has too many people who have deeply rooted their memories of his bad impression, which is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is difficult to change it with superficial behavior. For example, he took a child to cross the street today, or helped an old lady who fell to the ground. Maybe others will think that his exposed smile is not preparing to abduct and sell his own children, or in turn, to blackmail the old lady of the ground for a sum of money. People will just avoid it.
can't blindly rely on the fist that comes from cultivation, maybe he won't be a cultivation idiot and a mediocre son for a while, but it is enough to highlight his evil image even more magnificent. Since it is difficult to change the name of virtue, it is the name that can change the perception of the public in the world at present. Well, in fact, Yang Ze also thought about using the classic Tang poems and Song lyrics that he remembered in different time and space, and the ink chapters that were praised by countless people, to find a chance to deceive the world and steal his name in this world, and play the entire Daye and even the Guishan Continent, and achieve his own great talent.
But when he was holding the calligraphy treasures of the literati in the Guishan Continent, he, a modern man with advanced ideas, also felt deeply ashamed and inferior in the face of the prosperity of poetry and literature in this world.
It's not that the Mobao poems here surpass the glory of the Tang and Song dynasties that he remembers, but the glory here has been continuing, and it is comparable, and it is estimated that even if he Yang Ze smashes dozens of gorgeous chapters of Li Bai, Lu You, Bai Juyi, and Du Mu, it will not reach the point of blinding countless people's dogs, at most it is acceptable. It's like a well-established financial architecture with a mature system, and it's extremely difficult to get rich overnight in the world. In this world, where the same system is mature and the culture is not barren, it is extremely difficult for all talented and beautiful people to become household names overnight.
Those poets and singers of the present who have a place on both sides of the strait and three places have more than ten or even decades of fame abroad to achieve a rock-like status. And when Yang Ze finishes smashing the ink in his stomach, what will be left? Who spits more saliva than others?
Yang Ze still has a headache about how to gain people's trust, and he is as pious as a gray wolf who urgently needs to disguise himself and blend into the flock.
The "Red Mansion" by the Danube is not a stone record of the other world, but a huge boat. The building is 10 stories high, and the length of the ship is estimated to be more than 150 meters, which is about half the length of the Varyag aircraft carrier. It is also more than fifty meters wide. Just looking at its appearance and construction technology, Yang Ze could deduce that the Great Ye Kingdom and even the Guishan Continent not only had a broad and profound way of cultivation, but also that navigation skills were bound to be developed.
Looking at the colorful lanterns on the boat of the Red Mansion and the various well-dressed men and women walking around the boat, Yang Ze believed that if he hadn't come to a very high-end cruise restaurant, he would have arrived in the "heavenly room" of this ancient crepe Daye country.
Yang Ze has such a place in his memory, but his memory is vague. He doesn't remember everything.
The three of them came to greet Yang Yun, the newly married nephew of the Marquis of Qichun, and next to him was Dong Ning, the granddaughter of the eldest Sima Dong's family. After seeing Yang Ze on the boat and saying hello, his eyes were quite meaningful.
Following everyone into the meeting place of the talented and noble ladies of the royal capital in the shipbuilding, Yang Ze knew that his two eldest brothers and the cousin were squeezing their eyebrows, and Dong Ning looked at him with a deep meaning.
At a glance, he saw that among the men and women gathering in the room, the beautiful woman in a dark blue Luo shirt, with black temples hanging down from her chest, carefully poured tea for a girlfriend next to her. It was really not his intention, the men and women present had many impressions of his previous life and knew them, but only the woman he had loved in his original reaction could immediately attract all his attention.
At this time, the eyes of those talented and noble women present fell on him. After all, there are those small entanglements between him and Dong Xuan that make people have different opinions and unabated heat. It was the people present who turned their heads to look at the two of them.
There's something weird about this scene. Even her best friend Zhang Cha'er, who was next to Dong Xuan, privately bumped Dong Xuan with her elbow, looking at Yang Ze who appeared as surprised as a visitor looking at the sky, and said softly, "It's him" More words can only be held in his mouth, not daring to break the silence of the audience at the moment louder.
And what's even more weird is that when everyone's eyes are focused on the two of them, Dong Xuan doesn't squint, and doesn't care about her friend Zhang Cha'er next to her, she continues to hold the teapot in her hand with her hands, looking at the hot yellow soup in the teapot poured into her girlfriend and her own teacup, the green tea leaves are flying up and down in the cup unwilling to be fiddled, her long eyelashes are full of concentration, and the heat that surrounds her is mixed with the sunlight that shines in from the shipbuilding. It's a beautiful scene.
In fact, at this moment, Dong Xuan was almost unable to hold the teapot, and her eyes knew what was going on.
Especially when he saw that Yang Ze did not come alone, but also his eldest brother Yang Que and second brother Yang Wenyuan, Dong Xuan felt extremely tricky. If Yang Ze is still very easy to say, most of the people present are peers, and many of them are very close to her Dong family at the moment, needless to say, if she meets Yang Ze again who admires and pursues something, she may only need to make a slight gesture, and naturally there are many people who understand the meaning and block him. will not lose his face, making it difficult for both parties to be friends. Not to mention that the Hou Mansion and the Da Sima family just had a good marriage and made a little unpleasant.
But now that Yang Ze's two eldest brothers and second brothers, who are more dazzling in the entire Shanglin City, are present in person, I'm afraid the situation will not be so simple. Dong Xuan has been at war between heaven and man, if Yang Ze asked his two eldest brothers to come forward to speak for him, what would he do?
I am afraid that among the people present, no one has the qualifications to talk on an equal footing in front of the two eldest brothers of the Hou Mansion, Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan.
But unexpectedly, at the moment when everyone was quiet, Yang Ze generously found a young man named Liu Shaoqing, who was more familiar with the imperial mansion in his memory, and sat down, which eased the invisible tense atmosphere in the air. In a short moment, everyone replied to laughing again, and some people privately talked about Dong Xuan and Yang Ze, and there was no shortage of some little fingers.
The Imperial Mansion of Liu Shaoqing's family next to Yang Ze is an official position of Da Ye, in charge of impeachment, picketing officials for negligence, similar to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Yang Ze's utilitarian heart is due to some masks that he always wore on his body in his previous life, and of course he subconsciously got close to him and had a good relationship with others. I also used some memories to talk and laugh quietly around the table. This is also in line with the style of making tea and talking among talented and noble ladies like King Daye at this moment.
Isn't it just afternoon tea, Lao Tzu has half a century of memory fragments and thoughts from different time and space, which is enough to make a few of your brothers and sisters stunned!
Then Yang Ze saw his eldest brother and second brother and eldest nephew Yang Yun and his wife sitting together, this seat arrangement could not be changed, after all, compared to some of the men and women present, they were all more than half a generation.
At the opposite table were Cai Daolin, the third great-great-grandson of one of the kingdom's chief executives, Cao Chenggang, the nephew of the "Zhongshutai", who was in charge of the kingdom's confidential decrees, and the prince named Zhao Jin in the Changchun Marquis' Mansion. When the two sides met, they were also polite and polite, but there was estrangement in this greeting, and there was alienation in the politeness, and they were obviously characters who were not on the right path with the Marquis of Qichun's mansion. Even Cai Daolin and Cao Chenggang secretly hated Yang Yun, the eldest nephew of the Hou Mansion, who married Dong Ning, the daughter of a high-ranking official in the military department.
And that Zhao Jin was obviously extraordinary, holding an ivory bone fan, looking elegant and indifferent. It is already a second-grade cultivation in the Qi Sea Realm, and it is not inferior to Yang Ze's second brother Yang Wenyuan. It is the popular person who will enter the Wangdu Qiudao Academy next year, and it is expected to reach the realm of cunyi within two years, and it is the young generation who is rising in the royal capital and attracting attention.
He is sitting on the table at the moment, with an outstanding temperament, which has attracted many girls around him to visit frequently. But he ignored this Chunguang, and only occasionally took the initiative to seek to meet Dong Xuan's eyes. Compared with Yang Ze, who was just a seventh-grade qi in the eyes of everyone at this moment, he could immediately make people feel that in the so-called future and long-term achievements, which of the two was higher and which was lower. In terms of pursuing Dong Xuan's qualifications, apart from the family background, who is more confident.
And Yang Ze seemed to be unaffected to talk and communicate with others at his own table, his spirit was so radiant that even others sweated for him, which also made some people admire his calmness for a while.
The eldest brother Yang Que, the second brother Yang Wenyuan, and even Yang Yun, who are quite familiar with Yang Ze, are extremely surprised by his steadiness at the moment.
My third brother has really made great progress and changes. It's that kind of gratifying change!
Yang Ze will talk to people about the piano, musical instruments, and those exotic customs, and he can also talk about one or two. After all, in the fragments of Yang Ze's reborn memory, he has life experience, and he has a history of exile in another continent, and he still knows some terroir musical instruments. This has already made him a lot of popularity.
And then he spoke of the Psalms. When it comes to the wars and conflicts on the border of the northern neighbors, you can also casually chant a few sentences when you practice Qing Talk, "There are countless flowers in the mountains and seas, and the flowing water and high mountains know themselves"
"I am Qingdu Shanshuilang, and the Heavenly Sect is loose and frenzy. It was granted to Lu Zhifeng, and he played Liuyun to borrow the moon chapter. ”
"Thousands of poems, thousands of wines, a few times to look at the Hou Wang. The jade building Jin Que returned lazily, and the plum blossoms were drunk in the spring sun. ”
"Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”
During the whole process, Yang Ze didn't realize that the voices of the people around him were getting quieter and quieter.
It wasn't until Yang Ze finished venting these poems in his heart that he saw that after his last words, many people present were quiet and silent.
Stared at him playfully.
The important thing is that the words and sentences he blurted out are not something that shocks the earthquake and makes people look up, and they can only be regarded as good sentences in Daye, which is more literary. But these poems with many metaphors and connotations came out of the mouth of Yang Ze, a son who has always been stubborn, as if he was using this way to express his heart that he had never expressed in the past ten years.
Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan listened to the sentences in his mouth, and looked at their third brother inexplicably, the two of them glanced at each other, and there were some touching splashes in their eyes, this is the real inner world of their third brother hidden under the unruly appearance for many years!
Men and women all stared at him in amazement, and even some women recalled the sentences that came out of his conversation in two short words, and their eyes flashed and burned when they looked at him.
Liu Shaoqing, who was beside Yang Ze, was for a long time before he blushed and bowed lightly to Yang Ze, got up and bowed, and said ashamedly, "Brother Yang, to be honest, since just now, I have looked down on you, but now I seem to have re-acquainted with you, it takes a long time to understand people's hearts, it seems that those words about you in the past are a little excessive, they don't understand your heart, I didn't expect you to have such a wanton chic and style! What kind of life is this?"
My best friend Zhang Cha'er still muttered a little in a trance, "I was originally a Qingdu Shanshuilang, and the Tianjiao was loose and crazy, and I once looked at King Hou"
There are also a lot of squirming sounds, one after another, like bees buzzing among the flowers.
And the woman in blue was a little stunned, and for the first time, she looked at Yang Ze carefully with her eyes wide open. First of all, it can be confirmed that these poems were not made by Toshihiko, who had sought out those poets in the royal capital in advance, because these poems were incoherent, and it could be seen that they were fragments, perhaps he thought of them by chance, and combined with his words, they could express his free mind more and more.
Many people must have a different understanding of this prince at this moment.