Shuttling through the corridor, Mu Chen passed through one round arch after another, and stopped in a chic and elegant courtyard.

In the courtyard, Chen Ping'an was holding a scroll in his hand, sitting on a stone bench and reading intently, while an oil lamp was constantly flickering on the stone table next to him.

Mu Chen stepped forward in wonder and asked with interest, "Master, can you read a book in this kind of light?" ”

Chen Ping'an smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Reading a book does not necessarily have to be read with your eyes, if you read with your heart, it will be clearer than with your eyes." ”

Mu Chen smiled slightly and shook his head: "Master, what you said is too profound, can you say it more bluntly?" ”

Chen Ping'an put down the scroll in his hand, pointed to the stone next to him, and motioned for Mu Chen to sit down

Then he picked up a glass of wine jug on the table and poured a glass of fragrant wine for Mu Chen.

"The master is so interested, he reads and drinks at the same time, but it is really good to have a glass of wine on this full moon night."

Mu Chen took the wine glass in his hand and drank it all: "Wow, this wine is so fragrant, what's the name?" ”

"Fresh breeze drunk!"

Chen Ping'an said lightly, and poured Mu Chen another glass of wine.

"Drunk, what a name."

Mu Chen smiled slightly, and without waiting for Chen Ping'an to pick up the wine glass, he drank it all again.

And this time, Mu Chen didn't see it, and directly picked up the wine jug and poured himself a full glass.

It seemed that the wine was on the top, Mu Chen got up and held the wine glass in his hand and looked at the full moon in the sky.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is tonight?"

I don't know if I drank too much, Mu Chen directly recited this poem.

But this sentence made Chen Ping'an on the side stunned, he never imagined that Mu Chen would have such literary talent.

Chen Ping'an immediately remembered that Mu Chen was a talent before, and it was reasonable to have such literary brilliance, but these four poems were really well written.

"Mu Gongzi, I didn't expect you to be not only strong in martial arts, but also so outstanding in writing, which is really admirable."

Mu Chen hurriedly smiled and said, "Master, don't say that, I'll be proud, in fact, I didn't write this poem, I just copied other people's verses." ”

Mu Chen's words also aroused Chen Ping'an's curiosity, and he continued to ask: "I don't know who wrote this poem?" ”

"The person who wrote this poem is a famous poet throughout the ages, Su Shi."

"Su Shi, this name is very good, since it is famous throughout the ages, why have I never heard of it?"

Mu Chen on the side also reacted, how could there be Su Shi in this world.

He immediately said: "Hahaha, this person is actually an ordinary friend of my hometown, but he died young, and he only left such a poem, oh, by the way, there are actually a few lines behind this poem, why don't I read them all, and the master will also judge and judge." ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly became interested, and hurriedly said, "Okay, read quickly." ”

Mu Chen picked up his wine glass and recalled carefully: "I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the high place is not cold, dance to find out the shadow, how is it like to be in the world, turn Zhu Ge, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly, there should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?" People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete, I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together. ”

Mu Chen's recitation of this poem was also very appropriate, he seemed to have forgotten all the things of the day, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, he really had the demeanor of a great poet.

"Master, how is this poem okay?"

Mu Chen turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, but the next second Mu Chen was stunned.

I saw Chen Ping'an's eyes wide as if he had seen a saint, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Chen shouted again, and Chen Ping'an came back to his senses.

"Good poem, this poem is really a swan song for the ages, and it is also a poem of inscriptions."

Chen Ping'an's heart was excited, and he glanced at the wine jug in his hand, his eyes were full of disgust.

"I'm really wasted my time, carrying a wine jug all day long, what a waste."

Chen Ping'an scolded angrily, and threw the wine jug in his hand directly to the ground, with a snap, and shattered.

And Mu Chen was stunned by this scene, good guy, this wine is very good, if you don't want you to give it to me, why did you fall?

However, Chen Ping'an seemed to have entered a state of madness, he immediately ran into the main room, there was a sparse noise inside, it seemed that something was broken by him to the ground, Mu Chen looked at it curiously, but as soon as he poked his head out, he saw Chen Ping'an running out of the house in a hurry, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

"Master, what's wrong with you? You ......"

Mu Chen is already stupid, Chen Ping'an is the master of Qiufeng Academy, how can a big man like this be so crazy, isn't there something wrong with his brain, or is there something serious about this master himself?

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, and a piece of rice paper was thrown on the stone table by him, and then, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone came out of thin air and were neatly arranged around the round table.

I saw Chen Ping'an standing in place with a wolf pen in his hand, meditating for a moment and then opening his eyes, the ancient well in his eyes was like a wave, and with a flick of his left hand, an aura fell into the four dragon head inkstones, and a fragrance of ink emanated at any time, waving the wolf pen and dipping it in ink, and writing in a chic manner.

Mu Chen stepped forward curiously, only to see this Chen Ping'an go down with a stroke, looking at it as if a loose horse had taken off the air and left; is like a dragon flying in the sky, even if Mu Chen saw a lot of calligraphy in his previous life, he was now shocked by Chen Ping'an's calligraphy in front of him.

And what Chen Ping'an wrote was the poem "When is the Bright Moon" that Mu Chen just read, this guy actually memorized all the verses after listening to it once, which is really admirable.

After a while, the poem was written by him, and he put down the wolf pen in his hand, Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out and habitually grabbed the corner of the desk, but it was already empty, and glanced at the broken wine jug on the ground, Chen Ping'an also sighed helplessly.

The pattern is small, too impulsive!

"Master, you write this well."

Mu Chen stepped forward and couldn't help but praise.

"Haha is also not good, the old man began to learn words at the age of three, and only started writing at the age of five, now, these decades have passed, and this word has not been refined at all, if it is said that the word is good, it is also the word of the master of Qingzhou Academy in Qingzhou City, that is called the real fame in the world."

"Qingzhou Academy?"

"Ah, let's talk about this poem, you use the bright moon to express the thoughts in your heart, and this longing is so deep, I don't know who you are missing in your heart?"

Mu Chen was a little speechless for a while, how could this casually read out a poem still be used by this guy to torture himself, which reminded Mu Chen of the scene when he was asked questions in Chinese class.

"Haha, I just wrote it casually, and I said that it was written by my friend, but I copied it."

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile: "Okay!" That being the case, I would like to ask Mu Gongzi if you can make the decision to make this poem a poem of the inscription? ”

"What poem of inscriptions?"

Mu Chen was puzzled.

"The poem of the inscription is the ......"

Chen Ping'an was just about to explain, but suddenly his face became solemn, and a pair of eyes looked into the distance with a pair of bright eyes.

At the same time, Mu Chen also noticed a strange look in his eyes, and looked in one direction at the same time.

The two of them withdrew their sleepy eyes and uttered a word at the same time

"Evil spirits."