Gardens can be said to be the cultural treasures of our ancestors, which can not only see our cultural connotation, but also the romance belonging to our Chinese, our understanding of beauty, and our appreciation of art.

There are not many gardens built by Dayan, during the Yuanwu period, Dayan takes Jinling as the capital, Jinling is the place where the world gathers in the middle of the world, and the Qinhuai River surrounds, the scenery of the ox head perched on the xia is wonderful, the ancient temple is quiet, the beautiful scenery is innumerable, but it is a pity that Taizu does not have the heart to be used, so only Mochou Lake is the royal forbidden land, and the Xuanwu Lake is the emperor's book library and then expanded into the West Garden.

When he arrived in the Hongzhi Dynasty, the capital was moved to Shenjing City, and the majestic and heavy Shenjing City was another scene, but Hongzhi was still martial and not enjoyable.

Therefore, there are only a few royal gardens in Shenjing City, the North Garden, which is connected to the south and expanded by the Taiye Pond of Long Live Mountain, as well as the East Garden, the West Garden, the North Orchard, the South Garden, the Yuxi Palace, and the hunting grounds, Shanglin Garden and Juyantai in the suburbs.

In the Yongxi period, Emperor Yongxi was a diligent and thrifty emperor, so diligent and thrifty that he longed to put patches on his dragon robe, and naturally he would not repair any garden.

Therefore, it is still these gardens, and Emperor Yongxi will not visit these gardens when he is busy with government affairs.

There are also inner gardens in the imperial city, so royal relatives like the queen concubines do not often come to these gardens.

Therefore, there are only some children of the heavenly family who come and go in these gardens every day, but they are not deserted.

Today is the same, the children of the royal family who are idle in Beijing now do not need to go to school when they are older, they all come to play in this South Flower Garden, and when they rise, they put down a banquet, and a group of dragon sons and grandsons and princesses and county lords laughed and feasted in the garden.

"Second Brother Jing! Second Brother Jing! ”

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing in a hurry?"

"Oops! Fifth brother, don't worry about it! Did you see Jia Jing? ”

"Jing Er? I saw Tan'er just now that they all went to Qinxin Pavilion, maybe they were there, right? I said, do you really treat him as your second brother? Can't leave for a while? ”

"Oops! Something is wrong! ”

A half-grown teenager was hurriedly shuttling through the crowd, some people who knew him couldn't help but scold him for a sentence or two, the boy didn't care, he was the youngest son of Emperor Yongxi, and it was common for him to be reprimanded with so many "good big brothers" on his head, but there was one person who would never reprimand him, and he also loved to find him stubbornly: "Second brother Jing!" Jing...... Jia Jing! ”

Although Li Ming, the king of Yue, is still stubborn now, but he is no longer as irritable and angry as when he was a child, he looked around, and finally saw in a pavilion that was half-hung on the railing, swaying and only one step away from "falling into the water and dying" figure, the surrounding heavenly nobles were laughing and pointing at him, teasing each other without glancing at him with the slightest hint of interest.

Li Ming rushed over quickly and grabbed him by the collar and "pulled" him back, and when he turned over, he was also a teenager, looking fifteen or sixteen years old, tall and tall, a pair of phoenix eyes drunken and slightly squinted, already thin, but now it is even narrowed into a slit, thin lips are tight like knives, sideburns are like knife cuts, eyebrows are like sharp swords, what a heroic son! There is no one in the room who is full of heavenly nobles who can compare to him!

He looked back dissatisfiedly and said, "Who! After seeing that it was Li Ming, he smiled stupidly and said, "Brother Ming...... Why don't you go to rejoice in you, and come to provoke me? Li Ming was speechless and said, "Why did you drink this virtue again?" The young man was wearing a pure white robe, and at this time there were already some wine stains sprinkled on it, which was loose and loose, just matching his loose and loose bun, which couldn't help but not show decadence, but added a bit of chic and wanton.

He pulled up the wide sleeved robe with one hand, and pinched the Taoist trick with one hand and said: "There is a true meaning in the wine, I have already passed the Taishang in a drunken dream, and I will have his true way, and soon I will be able to realize the Tao, transcend the mortal womb, feather and ascend to the immortal, and go away!" The women behind him burst into laughter again, and Li Ming was impatient with his nonsense and stepped forward to pull him and said, "You don't talk nonsense!" Come with me! Fast! ”

The young man's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he only pulled and pushed, and pushed Li Ming out, waving his big sleeves on his face and saying dishappily: "Xiao Qi, you don't bother me!" I'm ...... now I don't want to be with you now...... ...... stubborn" Li Ming was speechless for a moment and said anxiously: "Who wants you to accompany me?" It's my sister Yangcheng! Broken, broken, broken! You're fast! Let's go, bad thing! Jia Jing! You'll regret it, you're done......"

That young man is Jia Jing, five or six years have passed, Jia Jing has become more and more descending heavenly and human, almost the entire Shenjing City no one knows that the Jia family is so like a jade son, even the appearance of ordinary daughters can not be compared, preferring to seek immortals and ask, on weekdays, call friends to do some wine banquets and poetry meetings, every time they must be drunk, although there is Yaxing, but it is inevitable that some drunken dreams and death.

But Jia Jing has one thing that is quite commendable, that is, poetry talent, but a few years has been sitting on the name of a prodigy, it can be said that the pen is a flower, a wave of the hand is a splendid article, his poetry collection is now sold quite Luoyang paper expensive meaning, the people of Shenjing can be said to have a well water everywhere can sing Jia Jing's poems.

Jia Jing doesn't care about this, he himself needs momentum, just relying on the storytellers under his hands to create momentum, he still has to come up with something to show his skills, just right! He now carries the cultural treasures left by the sages for nearly 5,000 years, and even Jia Jing in his previous life will have the feeling of "crying when he reads long songs", feeling the works of ghosts and gods, not to mention paying more attention to the antiquity of poetry?

So a few poems asking for immortals instantly pushed his momentum up, who dares to say that I, Jia Jing, am not a celebrity? Who in Shilin doesn't take my Jia Jing's handwritten poems as treasures? This is the influence, the potential!

As for plagiarism...... Hehe, Jia Jing's skin is not thick, but what happened to me copying my ancestors' poems? You have the ability to find out the original author! If you can find me, count me as your critic...... Jia Jing is not pedantic, obviously he can achieve the purpose of building momentum more simply and directly, so he will not be reluctant to keep this cultural treasure without it, just because of the word "plagiarism".

But this also has a disadvantage, that is, whenever a person invites him to a banquet, he has to be asked to write poems, and if he doesn't write, he won't give face, Jia Jing has long been used to it, so he either gets drunk and acts like a madman, or he writes a few poems that satirize and contempt the powerful princes, and after that, there are fewer people who force him to write poems......

However, there are exceptions, for example, now Li Ming stood aside with some sympathy and looked at the little eunuch and smiled at Jia Jing: "Master Jia, our county lord, want me to ask you for poetry." Jia Jingga Ba Gaba, wrapped his hands on his chest, wrapped himself in the pillar, fell asleep and ignored him, the little eunuch's face was a little stiff, but when he thought of the county lord's temperament, he couldn't help but tremble, and then went up softly and shouted: "Jia Gongzi, Jia Gongzi? Jia ......"

Jia Jing opened his eyes impatiently: "What are you doing!" Who are you? The little eunuch was frightened for a moment, and then said, "We, the county lord, want to ask you for a poem." Jia Jing smiled and said: "It's only a few pennies, you ask for it, and he asks for it...... Who is it for? ”

The little eunuch was stunned, what money? I'm here to ask for poetry, Li Ming heard Jia Jing say this couplet, so he knew what Jia Jing meant, so he stepped forward and squatted down and said softly: "Sister Yangcheng is different from ordinary county lords...... I advise you to provoke her less, just send a song away, you ......" Saying that, looking at Jia Jing's evil expression, Jia Jing's face froze, Jia Jing smiled and said to the little eunuch: "Really let me groan?" ”

The little eunuch said, "The county lord is waiting." Li Ming turned his head and glared at the little eunuch: "Shut up!" Then he turned his head to Jia Jing and said without tears: "Second brother, second master, I can't call you master!" You can never talk about it, my sister Yangcheng is really different from other sisters, you ...... If you provoke him, you will be sinned! Don't talk about you then, even I will have to be ......."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jia Jingteng stand up and staggered towards the outside of the pavilion, Li Ming was startled and quickly stood up and looked at the little eunuch standing there blankly, looking at him, he was angry, and kicked on the little eunuch's buttocks: "Look what the master is doing!" Why don't you hurry up and hold on! ”

The little eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to help Jia Jing, but Jia Jing waved his hand again and again to break free, and walked briskly, in fact, the steps were extremely unstable, swaying left and right to take the wine jug from the tray held by the passing palace maid, and staggered to the ground with the plates and saucers on a large dining table.

The group of noble ladies behind Jia Jing also chased each other and ran behind when they saw the excitement, and a girl ran to a young man: "Fifth brother, what's wrong with him?" The young man laughed and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to curse again." The girl blinked her eyes wide: "Swearing? The young man put his finger to his mouth and shushed, and the girls all hid again.

Jia Jing held the wine jug and poured a sip of it, looked at the little eunuch with drunken eyes, and said, "Grinding ink!" The little eunuch hurriedly answered, went up to lay out the pen and ink, Jia Jing rubbed his forehead and groaned for a while, and the people in the whole garden looked at him silently, and fell to the ground to smell the needle.

After a long time, Jia Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, and at the same time sighed as if he was groaning: "Sleepwalking in the sky, leave ......goodbye" Li Ming's face was a little strange, this thing really dreamed of Xianshan just now? Don't be stupid for drinking, right? The onlookers are also a little strange, they have read a lot of travel poems about landscapes, and they have also written a lot, sleepwalking...... It's the first time I've heard of it.

Jia Jing closed his eyes as if he had really fallen into a fairyland, and said softly: "Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the smoke and waves. The more people talk about the sky, the clouds and clouds may be visible. The heavenly grandmother is horizontal, and the five mountains cover the red city. The rooftop is 48,000 zhang, and it wants to fall southeast. As soon as these few lines of poetry came out, the garden fell into a dead silence, and they knew that this was definitely a masterpiece for the ages! All they felt was an electric current rushing through their bodies, and even the roots of their hair stood on end!

Li Ming also looked at Jia Jing blankly, let you write, you directly wrote a poem like this? At this time, Li Ming was already a little jealous, because he had also read books, he knew what kind of poem this was, and naturally knew that this was a poem that would definitely be famous through the ages! As long as the person who is related to this poem will definitely follow the fame through the ages! Although he is a noble prince, I don't know how many princes there are from ancient times to the present, which one is remembered? But at this point he just missed this opportunity! As long as someone says in the future, the first person to mention this poem is Jia Jing, and the second is his sister Yangcheng, and he has nothing to do with it......

Li Ming was extremely jealous, so he could only comfort himself and let Jia Jing write another poem for himself in the future! However, after less than a pillar of incense, Li Ming was extremely glad that this poem had nothing to do with him......

"I want to dream of Wu Yue, and fly to the mirror lake and moon overnight. The lake and the moon shine on me and send me to the river. Gong Xie's residence is still there, and the water is rippling and the ape is crying. With Xie Gong's clogs on his feet, he climbed the green cloud ladder. Half of the wall sees the sea and the sun, and the sky smells the chicken. Thousands of rocks are uncertain, and the flowers leaning on the stones have suddenly been twilight. The bear roared and the dragon sang Yin Yanquan, and the chestnut deep forest was terrifying. The clouds are green and green, and the water is surging and smoking. There is a lack of thunderbolts, and the hills are destroyed. The stone door of the cave is suddenly opened. The blue and dark are bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come down one after another. The tiger drum returned to the car, and the immortal people were like hemp. ”

Jia Jing shouted excitedly, it seemed that the corners of his eyes were moist, and everyone seemed to follow Jia Jing in the Tianmu Mountain he dreamed of, and when he opened his eyes, he could clearly see everything he said, what a fairyland surrounded by clouds! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a heavenly court! And they seem to have become immortals who travel through it.

Jia Jing put away his excited tone and slowly closed his eyes, leaving a line of tears, and he muttered softly: "Suddenly the soul throbs with courage, and the trance rises and sighs." But the pillow of the time of awakening, the smoke of the loss. The same is true of the pleasures of the world, and everything has flowed in vain since ancient times. Everyone also followed the atmosphere and became gloomy, everyone could feel Jia Jing's loss, and they were also empathetic and had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, and their hearts couldn't help but feel sour.

But then what Jia Jing said made their scalps numb and goosebumps all over their bodies, Jia Jing threw the pen behind him casually, nestled on the table, closed his eyes and said, "Don't go, when will you return?" And put the white deer between the green cliffs. You have to ride to visit the famous mountain. An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy! ”

Jia Jing yawned: "Go, I'...... I'm going to sleep......"

the fart......

The little eunuch is obviously literate, and he was so scared that he was about to pee out at this time, obediently, this master really dares to say anything! How dare he go? If you really put this sentence "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to the powerful, it made me unhappy!" "Take it to the county lord of Yangcheng to see, he really has to "bend his waist"!

And...... Look, who in this room is not a powerful person? There is one who counts as a powerful person who is scolded in this poem! The little eunuch raised his head boldly and looked at the princes and princesses, only to see that they all looked at Jia Jing who was drunk there with emotion.

"Born so immortal......"