"Rude, rude, don't blame the old man, I will order the wine immediately!" Qu Zhengze sat beside the old man.

"That's all the good!" The old man nodded in satisfaction.

Although the old man was a little annoyed by the old man's style, he didn't open his mouth to stop Qu Zhengze, after all, the head of the family was not there, and the little master was in charge of the family, and it was indeed their fault first.

Eating hot dishes and drinking fine wine, a smile finally appeared on Ba Shanye's tense face.

When the wine was in full swing, the old man sang again with the same old and strange ballad as he had come, but this time it was different from the previous one.

The song carried Xie Xue's sadness and a little sadness.

Qu Zhengze listened carefully, wanting to write down the lyrics and tune of the ballad.

"The old gentleman may be able to solve the boy's doubts!" Qu Zhengze waited until the old man finished singing before he asked again.

The songs sung by the old man were very different from the poems he had learned before, and there were many differences in both lyrics and rhyme.

The poems of the pre-Qin Dynasty are nothing more than the "Book of Songs", but the number of words in the Book of Songs is four characters, and the rhyme also has a law, while the old man's songs are not limited to the number of words and rhythms, but they are melodious and tactful, opening a door to a new world for teenagers.

"Ask whatever you want!" The old man may have drunk too much, and he talked more.

"What I want to ask is related to the Book of Songs!" The young man Qu Zhengze said in a low voice.

His father asked him to learn how to govern the country, and he learned it, although he also learned it very well, but he longed for the gorgeous rhetoric and the world of vanilla beauty.

"Folklore and songs?" The old man smiled, but asked about Qu Zhengze's past and family history.

"Well, even though I know I shouldn't ask this, and my father doesn't like it, I still want to ask!" Qu Zhengze said stubbornly.

The old man gave him a key to open a new world of rhetoric, but he didn't know where the portal was.

"You know the rhythm of music, but have you ever wondered what the song is for?" The old man asked with a smile.

"What is the song for?" Qu Zhengze hesitated, Mr. had never taught him the knowledge of music, and no one had ever told him why he had such a rhythm.

"Articles are written for the time, and songs are written for the event. This can be a big event, or it can be a matter of chatter after tea and dinner, such as the mulberry picking in the Book of Songs, which is made for agricultural mulberry; July, made for the harvest; The rat has compassion for a mouse; Wherever the heart goes, it can be sung." Old man Bashan said with a smile.

Qu Zhengze fell into deep thought, and the old man continued to sing those ancient and melodious ballads.

"But the old man doesn't want you to sing for compassion, but to poetry; Songs should be pleasant, not sad, and then they lose their purpose!" The old man finished singing and continued.

"An innocent boy should have a romantic heart, he can be a young man, he can be a young man, he can be a young man, he can be a young man, he can be a young man, he can be a young man, ......he can be a young man,

"Please sir teach me!" Qu Zhengze saluted respectfully.

"Little Lord!" The old man hurriedly stopped it, if he let the head of the family know that the little master worshipped an old man as a teacher and learned those poems with gorgeous rhetoric, the consequences would be unimaginable.

[In view of the general environment,

"You are a descendant of the Qu family, the Chu clan, it is not appropriate to worship the old man as a teacher, I will teach you something in the next few days, how much you can learn depends on you!" The old man also knew the worries of the old man, and did not let Qu Zhengze apprentice.

"Thank you, sir!" Qu Zhengze nodded.

In the next few days, the old man took the boy to wander around Lepingli, comparing vanilla to beauty, Youlan to gentleman, etc., which opened Qu Zhengze's eyes.

It's a pity that the old man often says the names of some books, but Qu Zhengze has never heard of them.

Even if the Qu family declines, even if the classics of the hundreds of sons have not been seen, they should have heard of it, but Qu Zhengze has never even heard of it, and it is useless to let the old family inquire.

"Okay, the one who should be taught has been taught to you, and your father is ready to come back, and the old man taught you this

After all, Ling Zun doesn't like it, and it's time for the old man to leave!" The old man didn't stay any longer, he came with the song of the wind and snow, and then walked away with the song of the wind and snow, and disappeared into Leping.

"Little master, I didn't take my husband's things!" The old man hurriedly reminded.

When the old man came, he carried a rag sack with a sturdy bag, which had never been opened in front of them.

"Sir, your thing!" Qu Zhengze chased out the door, but in the snow, there was still an old man.

"This ......" Qu Zhengze could only return, looking at the rag sack that the elder had let his subordinates carry up, and hesitated to open it.

"I'm afraid that the old man deliberately left it for the little master!" The old man also understands a little that the old man is not drunk, so there is no possibility of forgetting, so the things in this rag sack may be left by the old man to the little master.

Qu Zhengze nodded, and then carefully untied the rope buckle of the rag sack, but to everyone's shock, the sack was not the old man scavenging scraps, but a roll of quaint bamboo slips, no less than thirty strategies.

"So many books!" The elder was also shocked.

You must know that in this era, the family collection of hundreds of volumes can be called heroic, and there are more than 30 volumes of ancient books in this inconspicuous sack.

Qu Zhengze carefully took out the bamboo slips one by one, only to find that the title of each volume was the book of songs and folk customs that the old man had mentioned to him in the past few days.

Seeing the title of the book, Qu Zhengze also understood that these books were indeed deliberately left by the old man to let him study on his own in the future.

"Bashan Yelao?" Qu Boyong still went home, and after listening to the old family's narration, he was also a little surprised.

"I'm afraid I've met a hermit master!" Bo Yong sighed that it is not possible for ordinary people to directly send out more than 30 volumes of unearthly scriptures, even if these books are just some songs and folk customs, but it is not easy to collect.

"If you want to learn, let him learn, but you can't fall behind in your homework!" Bo Yong thought for a moment and continued.

"Hmm!" The elder nodded.

After getting Boyong's permission, Qu Zhengze forgot to sleep and eat to concentrate on the scriptures left by the old man.

It's just that a red ancient book at the bottom of the sack was abandoned by Qu Zhengze, and that volume of the book was called, "Soul Dragon Tour"!

"The little master doesn't want to learn martial arts!" The elders of the family helped sort out the scriptures, and they also found that ancient martial arts book, but they didn't know how this volume of martial arts existed, because the hundreds of schools of thought were secretive about their own advanced and top-level martial arts.

Time flies quickly, eight years, and the once handsome boy is also handsome and abnormal, and he also has his reputation in Leping.

However, it was also this year that the war came, and the Qin army suddenly attacked, and the young people in Leping were all afraid, and there were not a few who moved their families.

And Qu Zhengze is finally crowned, taking the word, the surname Mi, Qu's, the name is regular, and the word is original!

"The eldest husband was born in troubled times, and he should bring a three-foot sword to make immortal achievements!" The young Mi Yuan led the youth of Lepingli to form an army, which prevented the invasion of the Qin army in a flexible and orderly manner, and drove the Qin army out of Lepingli several times.

The following year, King Chu Huai issued an edict to invite Mi Yuan to go out of the mountains and enter Yingdu, and Ezhu was the county.

In the second year, under the operation of the Qu clan and the appreciation of King Huai of Chu, Mi Yuan was promoted again, promoted to the left disciple of Chu State, second only to Ling Yin, and officially stepped into the group of scholars, and it was also this year that Mi Yuan was ordered to send an envoy to Qi State to unite Qi State to attack Qin.

In the third year, Mi Yuan was busy with Chu's internal affairs and diplomacy, and rushed to the front line with the army of the five countries.

However, other people's opening is accompanied by a lifetime, but Mi Yue has only been a short six years, since the merger, Mi Yuan has carried out the "American Politics" reform in Chu State.

The focus of American politics is to eliminate the old aristocracy, and the people's hearts are boiling.

However, from the first year of King Zhou's reign, Mi was dismissed from the management of Zuo Tu because of slander, and was demoted to the rank of Sanlu doctor.

In the same year, the Qin envoy Zhang Yi lobbied the princes and disintegrated the Qi-Chu alliance.

After the Qin army attacked, King Huai of Chu went out to counterattack twice, but both were defeated, so again

Activate Mi Yuan and let him send an envoy to Qi again to stabilize the Qi Chu Alliance.

……

However, King Chu Huai didn't seem to trust Mi Yuan either, but just regarded him as the captain of the firefight, enabling it when needed and exiled when it was not needed.

It was also during this time that the original officialdom was frustrated, the literary world was proud, and a new style of writing was created.

Songs are used to tell your joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

In the end, in the thirty-seventh year of King Zhou, Qin flooded Yingdu with white water, and Chu was forced to move its capital to Shouchun.

In a state of extreme distress and complete despair, he committed suicide by throwing himself into the Miluo River on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.

"Oh, idiot!" On the bank of the Miluo River, an old man looked at the Taotao River and sighed.

The old man carried a rag sack behind his back, and in the bag was a roll of bamboo slips, and if you looked closely, you could also see that they were all articles written by Mi Yuan in his life, 1 article of "Lisao", 1 article of "Tianwen", 11 articles of "Nine Songs", 9 articles of "Nine Chapters", 1 article of "Far Travel", "Buju" and "Fisherman".

"The body is dead, the god is the spirit, and the soul is the ghost!" The old man sang the latest but ancient songs by the river.

"Chief, he's dead!" Finally, before the song stopped, a middle-aged man emerged from the water in the rolling river, dragging a corpse with a hidden face behind him.

"Not dead yet, I have left a turtle breath method on him, which can make him fall into a state of suspended animation for a short time!" The old man said, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind hit the corpse's neck.

"Wow~" The already old Mi Yuan spat out a mouthful of river water, woke up in confusion, and looked around.

"Teacher!" Mi Yuan couldn't believe his eyes, the old man fifty years ago was still alive now!

"The world is over, the cause and effect between you and the Chu State have been severed, come with me!" The old man sighed and shook his head.

Mi Yuan was silent, looking at the surging river, he died once because of courage, but after experiencing the death of suffocation, he couldn't muster up the courage to go again.

"From now on, there will be no more Mi Yuan in the world, and there will be no Chu Guoqu Zhengzhi!" The old man said seriously.

"But at the teacher's command!" Mi Yuan hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded and gave up everything he had been.

"From now on, you will be called Lingjun!" The old man gave Mi Yuan a road name.

"Is the teacher a Taoist?" Mi Yuan somewhat understood, it turned out that the old man had always been a Taoist master.

"Sort of!" The old man nodded, and left the Miluo River with the soaked Mi Yuan.

"From now on, you can practice here!" The old man took Mi Yuan to a starry sky, with stars on his head and a star map under his feet.

"Yin and Yang Family?" Mi Yuan is a little familiar, he has been here before, but he has never stood in this star map, and this is the star palace of the Yin and Yang family!

"Forget everything you once was!" The old man took Mi Yuan to the Star Palace and left, never to be seen again.

"Hello, I am the mountain ghost of the Yin and Yang family, and I will also be your protector, until you cultivate to the grandmaster, I will protect you every step of the way!" A handsome young man appeared in the Star Palace.

Mi Yuan hid in the golden robe, looking at the young man in front of him, he thought that he was already very handsome when he was young, but he didn't expect the young man to be a few points better than him.

"How to practice?" Mi Yuan had already decided to let go of the past, and he also knew what the new identity the old man gave him.

Candidate for the head of the Yin and Yang family!

"Only candidates from all dynasties are qualified to cultivate the supreme exercises of the Yin and Yang Family, and you are also among them, and the stars will guide you in your cultivation!" The mountain ghost smiled and taught Mihara to practice.

"Is this the inner breath of a warrior?" After the mountain ghost helped him channel him once, Mi Yuan was able to sense the true qi.

And in the entire Star Palace, there seemed to be the same true qi drilling into his body.

"Emperor Gaoyang's Miao descendant, Emperor I'm called Boyong.

Seti Zhen is in Meng Xi, but Geng Yin and I surrender.

Huang Lan Yu Chu Xi, Zhao Xi Yu to the name.

The name is said to be regular, and the word is said to be Lingjun.

Divide and forget

There is this inner beauty, and it is important to cultivate energy.

Hu Jiang is separated from the rest of the country, and Su Qiulan thinks that he admires it.

If the surplus will not be enough, I am afraid that the years will not be with me.

……」

The pleasure of true qi entering the body made Mi Yuan sing unconsciously, and those true qi also continued to pour in with his singing, along with the golden robe he was wearing, and the golden robe he was wearing was also lit up, the golden dragon pattern appeared, and the metal-like hanging shoulders appeared on the robe......

"This ......" The mountain ghost was stunned, the power in the entire star palace was converging towards the person in front of him who couldn't see his face clearly, the bottleneck of the martial artist seemed to be non-existent, and the aura of the golden-robed man had been constantly rising.

"Some people are chasing and begging God to give them food, this ...... God chased after him and chewed the rice and fed it into his mouth!" The mountain ghost admits that he is envious.

"Huh?" Three days later, Mi Yuan woke up from the exuberance of his true qi entering his body, he had encountered a bottleneck, and the power in the Star Palace was no longer under his control.

"I ...... Can't leave!" Mi Yuan even found that the power of the Star Palace gave him a new lease of life, rejuvenating his already aging body, but he couldn't leave the Star Palace, once he left, those powers would also leave, and his body couldn't bear the disappearance of power.

So, leave the Star Palace, and he will die!

"I've seen the Chief!" The mountain ghost was very envious, and he was dismissed without doing anything as a protector!

"Hmm! From now on, I will be the Emperor of the East!" Mi Yuan nodded vigorously, and swore in an ancient and melodious tone that he would enter the Star Palace and become the new leader of the Yin and Yang Family!

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