Everyone was not in a hurry along the way, but they just walked among the mountains and fields, and looked at the famous mountains and rivers, which was quite interesting.

Liu Yuan is both a warrior and a literati, with a bookish spirit in his chest, and when he sees famous mountains and rivers, he always has to chant a few lines of poetry.

Late at night, several people dismounted and walked, leading the horses to walk slowly on the riverside, seeing the sporadic lights flashing on the river, there were still fishing boats for a living, Liu Yuan had a feeling, and couldn't help but chant:

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. ”

Not again.

Jiang Tianyi really wanted to plug Liu Yuan's mouth, but Liu Yuan's light skills were too high, and Jiang Tianyi tried several times, but failed. In the end, I was really annoyed, so I had to stuff kapok in my ears, although I couldn't completely isolate the sound, but fortunately, it was quieter.

Zhang Mo was also annoyed.

Every time he saw the beautiful scenery, Zhang Mo was cultivating a relationship with Gu Tingcheng, and he didn't want to be interrupted by Liu Yuan every time, Zhang Mo endured it several times, and now he really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother Liu, can you not be like a sour Confucian, chanting poetry at every turn? Besides, your poem is not a scene, where is Gusu? And where are the bells? ”

Liu Yuan sighed lightly: "Brother Zhang, when you see such a beautiful scenery, it is difficult to express your mind without reciting poetry." As for whether it should be or not, so what's the matter? ”

Zhang Mo rolled his eyes and said, "If you really want to express your mind, then make a poem, don't always read the poems of your predecessors." ”

Liu Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Zhang, I am only a shallow learner, and the poems I make are just limerick poems, so don't read them out to show ugliness." ”

Zhang Mo didn't save face for Liu Yuan at all, and said, "Since that's the case, Brother Liu, then don't recite poetry, be quiet." ”

Liu Yuan was not annoyed, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Brother Zhang, since you said that you want to compose a poem, why don't you write a poem now, which just opens my eyes." ”

Zhang Mo smiled: "I don't have this leisure and elegance. ”

Liu Yuan followed with a smile: "You don't have it, but Allure is not necessarily." ”

Zhang Mo was stunned, turned his head to look at Gu Qingcheng, and saw that the world's first beauty was looking at him with affection, and after just one glance, Zhang Mo's body was already half crisp.

"Allure, do you want to hear me compose poetry?"

Of course Gu Tingcheng wanted to.

Gu Tingcheng is Wang Rong's personal maid, before Wang Rong designed to fake his death, Liu Yuan and Wang Rong often drank and talked together, and sometimes poetry was indispensable, and Gu Tingcheng listened to it next to him, and he was also interested in poetry.

Gu Tingcheng bowed his head slightly and said, "Zhang Gongzi, do you know how to compose poems?" ”

Liu Yuan smiled: "Allure, you shouldn't ask that." You should ask Brother Zhang if he would like to compose poetry. ”

Gu Tingcheng repeated Liu Yuan's words.

Zhang Mo took Gu Chengcheng's hand and said, "Since you said it, I am naturally willing." ”

Zhang Mo thought for a while, clapped his hands suddenly, and said, "There is." ”

Liu Yuan was slightly surprised and said, "So fast? Brother Zhang, you are a few miles more powerful than Cao Zijian's seven-step poem. ”

Zhang Mo said with a smile: "What does Cao Zijian have to write a poem in seven steps, he can make a good poem like "White Horse Chapter", if he can't write a poem within seven steps, Cao Pi should kill him." ”

Liu Yuan nodded and said, "Reasonable." ”

Zhang Mo no longer paid attention to Liu Yuan, looked up at the stars in the sky, and whispered:

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Su Dongpo's "Water Tune Song Head" is used here, which is just right, but I'm a little sorry for him.

Zhang Mo read to the last sentence and slowly hugged Gu Tingcheng, but Gu Tingcheng did not struggle, and let Zhang Mo hug her.

Liu Yuan didn't make a sound, but kept chanting Zhang Mo's words, and his heart was amazed.

Liu Yuan seemed to be pulled into the artistic conception, in a magnificent palace, and for a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in the fairy world or the world.

Zhang Mo not only recited a poem, but also made it so appropriate, compared with Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan is really ashamed.

Jiang Tianyi and the others didn't have much research on poetry, but listening to Zhang Mo's poem, they could also know that this poem was written very well, and it was also extremely amazing to see Liu Yuandu, who used to be the eye of the list, so distracted.

It seems that Zhang Mo's poem is really well written.

Gu Qingcheng slowly hugged Zhang Mo, gently leaned into his arms, and said, "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles." Zhang Gongzi, are you serious? ”

Zhang Mo said softly: "Naturally, it is serious. Allure, I won't lie to you. ”

Gu Qingcheng raised his head and looked at Zhang Mo, and smiled, moving. Gu Qingcheng said softly: "Gongzi Zhang, is this poem written for me?" ”

Zhang Mo smiled: "Do you like it?" ”

Gu Tingcheng kissed Zhang Mo on the face with lightning speed, and said, "Zhang Gongzi, I like it very much, but I won't thank you." ”

Zhang Mo's face turned red in an instant, and Du Yuan also turned around and recited "Amitabha".

Jiang Tianyi didn't have the eyesight to see it, coughed lightly, and said, "Brother Zhang, Allure, you two are reining in, we are still here." ”

Gu Qingcheng's delicate body stiffened, he didn't take these into account, he didn't dare to raise his head to see people for a while, he just hugged Zhang Mo tightly, closed his beautiful eyes, and didn't wake up.

If it was in front of outsiders, Gu Qingcheng would kiss him, and he would not be like such a child. It's just that it's all the appearance she pretended, Gu Tingcheng is a bewitching queen to the outside, but in front of people who know her well, she is just an unemployed woman, and she will naturally be shy when she kisses her lover in front of them.

Pretending to pass out, at least for a short time, is barely a good idea.

Zhang Mo couldn't cry or laugh, at this time, he couldn't faint together. I had to hug Gu Chengcheng tightly and said, "Brother Jiang, you can also pretend not to see it." ”

Jiang Tianyi smiled bitterly and said, "I want to." But I can pretend I didn't see, but I can't pretend I don't hear. Even though I had kapok stuffed in my ears, I could still hear clearly. ”

Jiang Tianyi's cultivation is too high, and the kapok is naturally useless.

Zhang Mo no longer paid attention to Jiang Tianyi, looked at Liu Yuan, and said, "Brother Liu, what is my word?" ”

Liu Yuangan bowed down and said, "Brother Zhang, this poem is enough to be passed down through the ages. ”

Zhang Mo smiled: "Brother Liu has won the award. ”

Liu Yuan looked ahead and said, "A few people, there is a tavern in front, let's rest there, and walk for a few more hours at noon tomorrow, and we can get to Bashan in the evening, let's go." ”

When a few people saw that the tavern was not far away, they were not in a hurry and walked unhurriedly, and Zhang Mo, who was holding Gu Qingcheng, was also happy.

Bashan.

Isn't the ultimate goal of everyone Bashan?