Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a view on the mountain, and there was an old Taoist priest in the view......

Belch...... Off-track.

To get back to the point, there is a small hill located a little south of Jiangli City, and there is a purple cloud temple built on the mountain.

The people of the city come here all the year round to worship, and they also have great respect for the Taoist people in the view.

When Li Chengjiu and his party arrived here, the mountain was already overcrowded.

Back then, every March, he would go to Yuyuan Lake to enjoy the cherry blossoms, and the scene at that time was the same as at this time.

It's just that one can't find a parking space, and the other hasn't built a parking space yet.

At the foot of the hill there are various food stalls, sugar men, dough, and a few skewers that are constantly fanning the flavor of the crowd.

Li Chengjiu asked Xiaozhu to buy a few skewers to taste.

The price is not cheap, just pull out a skewer and put it in your mouth, the taste is good, and the taste is comparable to your own Jiangwang barbecue.

I don't care, after all, it's a matter of time or time, and the wisdom of the working people should not be underestimated.

Follow the crowd up the hill.

Among these people, there are very few mountain and wild village husbands, most of them are weak scholars in clean clothes and long robes, and there are young ladies who seem to have a good family background.

Li Chengjiu glanced at Xiao Wan beside him.

He couldn't tell whether these women were Qinglou girls or everyone's ladies.

Anyway, they all look quite extraordinary.

Walking up a long stone staircase, there will always be three or five people selling sachets on both sides.

It's nothing more than the lowest-level act of cutting leeks, anyway, there are a lot of people who buy it, and they can also make some incense money by appreciating Jin and opening up the Taoist temple.

All the way up, I finally came to a large platform square.

Pots of hibiscus are in full bloom, red, pink, purple, or yellow, and several layers enclose the square.

There is only one passage that is convenient for those who appreciate the Jin to enter and exit, and after this pass, it no longer looks so crowded.

Lee Seung-gu smacked his lips.

Only then did I know that Qiu Jin originally appreciated this hibiscus flower, although it was beautiful, but I didn't feel that it was atmospheric enough.

He thought so, but the three ladies around him were happy.

One by one, they looked around, eager to put all the flowers in their eyes.

On the square, the people who admired Jin dispersed in groups of three or five, and they all stood in front of a hibiscus and talked eloquently.

What is the origin of hibiscus?

What are the poignant love stories about this flower?

And what masterpieces have been produced by literary giants because of this?

Li Chengjiu looked at the spittle of these scholarly people, and the bragging made him feel a little ashamed.

Think about it, if you tell a few girls about "Plum Blossom Three Alleys" in such a scene, is it a little inappropriate?

Or change it to Jinhua three lanes?

No, I'll be scolded to death by Grandma Joan, forget it, don't be bored.

chuckle.

When I was distracted, I saw that several people had turned to the direction of a long pavilion not far away.

Follow along.

There are a lot of people here, who don't seem to be admiring the flowers, and some people are shouting hello, or a few applause, all smiling.

And from time to time there was a pipa song in the crowd.

The song is not long, but it is accompanied by a crisp voice that surrounds the ears.

Lee Seung-koo came interested.

Seeing that several girls around him were also eager to try, they wanted to pull away the crowd and take a closer look.

The crowd of onlookers recognized his identity, and they also gave up some positions after making a salute in good spirits.

A little embarrassed, he nodded in thanks, and then led a few people into the innermost part of the crowd.

It's not very front-row, but you can see it clearly.

I saw a woman sitting in the long pavilion, the woman was holding a pipa in her arms, her expression was beautiful, and she looked at a man writing on her back with a light smile.

After a few moments, the man put down his pen and unfolded the paper.

Then another man recited the words he had just written, and from time to time he was applauded.

The woman pondered for a moment before plucking the strings and singing the tune that the man had just written.

After seeing the beginning and the end clearly, Li Chengjiu understood what these people were doing.

Live lyrics, live composing.

This show is interesting.

Xiao Wan's eyes on the side were burning, and she seemed to be holding back her badness.

Seeing this, Li Chengjiu hurriedly pulled her behind him, but he couldn't let this girl spoil Yaxing.

When he turned his head, he found that there was a pair of eyes in the crowd looking at him.

His brow furrowed slightly.

I saw that seven or eight positions away from him, Zheng Baishu's round fan covered his face, and only a pair of eyes were revealed to look at this side.

found that the prince of Jiang had discovered himself, and hurriedly moved the round fan upward.

Li Chengjiu pursed his lips.

This guy is still so stingy.

Thinking in her heart, but seeing Zheng Baishu beside her, Zheng Xiaoqian raised her head, and her eyes were still full of gunpowder.

Damn, it turned out to be the owner.

No wonder it feels weird.

I don't know where I provoked her, inexplicable.

Ignoring it no more, he glanced around again.

Unexpectedly, the girl named Liu Muqing was also in the crowd.

There are still a lot of acquaintances, and they are all pretending to be forced.

I was muttering in my heart, but suddenly there was an inexplicable noise in my ears, and the crowd began to shout as if it was boiling.

Lee Seung-koo was taken aback.

I only heard Xiao Cui behind him suddenly exclaim: "It's Yan Gongzi!" ”

"Yan Gongzi?"

Before Li Chengjiu could speak, Jia Youcai on the side said with a displeased face: "Why are you so excited?" I'm still standing here. ”

Xiao Cui stuck out her tongue when she heard this, and then she grabbed his arm and flattered him with a charming face.

Jia Youcai is very useful.

From time to time, I also put a handful around this girl's waist.

Li Chengjiu crossed his eyes and said in his heart: "Why did you come out with such a shameless thing?" ”

Turning his head to look at the pavilion again, he saw that as soon as this Yan Gongzi came to power, he pretended to be a thief and chanted a limerick first.

Of course, I won't explain what poetry is.

After all, Li Chengjiu didn't understand what it meant.

The crowd of onlookers applauded, causing this Yan Gongzi to be full of red light, and from time to time he also aimed at a certain position in the crowd.

pressed his hand to silence everyone, and then turned around and picked up the brush on the stone table.

Turning his head to look at the woman holding the qin, he smiled softly:

"Last night, Xiaosheng saw things and thought about people, and suddenly felt a sense and sent a song, today I am ugly, and I hope that the girl Haihan will be happy."

The woman smiled back: "The son is smiling, the little girl is not talented, where did Hai Hanzhi say." ”

The two flattered each other.

Yan Gongzi nodded, no longer hesitated, and brushed the pen on the paper.

The onlookers cheered up, and they all looked nervously at the pavilion.

"Yan Gongzi is the number one talent in my Jiang Licheng, and his work must be a masterpiece of the world."

"I heard that last year, Yan Gongzi's song "Wangling Yanhu Ferry" has been transmitted to Kyoto, and it seems that a great Confucian named him as an apprentice."

"I've heard about it too, it seems that I'm leaving the city and I'm going to have a big guy again."

"Squeak, worthy of being the first talent, it's not idle."

“……”

Everyone talked about it, which made Li Chengjiu even more interested.

After all, none of the poems and songs I learned when I was in school was not created by literary masters.

Of course, Li Bai will forget it.

As soon as he mentioned it, he remembered that Liu Guojing wanted to soak Yang Yuhuan, which was too cheap.

Putting these aside, he was still looking forward to this Yan Gongzi being able to amaze the audience, at least let him not come to this big cloud in vain.

But Jia Youcai, who was beside him, pursed his lips disdainfully, looking at Xiao Cui's burning eyes beside him, he really wanted to go up and beat this pretending to be a criminal.

Finally, Yan Gongzi suddenly mentioned the pen, from the pen to the pen, a set of actions were completed in one go, and everyone was full of style.

With a long sigh, he put the brush on the pen rest, and then turned around and stood with his hands in his hands.

There is really a kind of momentum at a glance of the mountains.

The man who was reading on the side hurriedly stepped forward to carefully hold up his manuscript, glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

didn't wait for Yan Gongzi to speak, but unconsciously read aloud.

[Last night, I drank alone in the candlestick, looked at the bright moon, and woke up like a dream.

Pretending to be haunted by dreams, meeting today, easy to be sad, only twilight and worry. 】

When the last word was read, the voice stopped abruptly.

The slight gasping sound of the onlookers came into their ears, and in a moment, there was another cheer.

"Good words! It is worthy of being from the hand of the first great talent, a miracle! ”

"Yan Gongzi made a move, I am ashamed of myself."

"Only the twilight is clear...... Only the twilight is clear...... Only Mu Qing is worried?!! This is actually a hidden mystery poem, Yan Gongzi is so powerful. ”

"Yes, I heard that Yan Gongzi has admired Miss Mu Qing for a long time, and now it seems that this is not a rumor."

"is worthy of being Yan Gongzi, and even confesses so meaningfully."

"Ahh I'm dying, why isn't that person me? ”

“……”

The crowd was touting, but Li Chengjiu looked confused and a little unclear.

Nima, this is also called a good word?

Who to underestimate?

If my sister Qingzhao is here, I won't destroy your ancestors for eighteen generations?

Also, what kind of trouble is such a straightforward confession?

Twilight, Mu Qing.

I've even played with fucking homophonic stalks, and it seems that I still underestimate these ancient pretends.

was very disappointed and sighed, but Jia Youcai was so angry on the side.

Li Chengjiu narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered:

"Youcai, why don't I go up and extinguish this kid's prestige?"

Jia Youcai shouted fiercely when he heard this:

"Then what are you waiting for, destroy the girl!"