Bai Juyi sighed: "You really like my poems, I believe it!" ”

He said simply: "Bai Da Poet, my master is your fan!" ”

"Fans? Are you saying that Dr. Ying likes to eat vermicelli? Bai Juyi asked.

"It's not! We modern people call admirers fans, or star chasers! Pu explained honestly.

"It's so ugly. Doctor Ying, you continue to memorize! ”

"Bai Da Poet, there are a few sentences in the middle that I forgot, can you omit them?"

"Yes! You save that dead man, and let the mother listen to it nicely! ”

Yang Guifei's cheeks were stained with tears, and she cried and said: "Lotte, you are worthy of being a great poet of our Tang Dynasty, why did you write me so well!" ”

Bai Juyi said: "The middle section is not very ......"

Ying Yongjian interrupted him and said, "Guifei Niangniang, I forgot the middle part, I'll go straight down!" ”

……

Suddenly, I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the ethereal space.

The pavilion is exquisite, and there are many fairies.

There is a character that is too true, and the appearance of snow skin is uneven.

Jin Que West Chamber, knocking on the jade, transferred to the small jade to report the double success.

Hearing that the emperor of the Han family made him, he was frightened in the Jiuhua tent.

The clothes are pushed and the pillow is hovering, and the silver screen of the bead foil is opened.

The cloud sideburns are half new to sleep, and the flower crown is not neat.

The wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, like a neon dress and feather dance.

Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring.

Gazing at the king with affection, he said goodbye to the two dim.

The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the sun and moon are long in the Penglai Palace.

Looking back at the world, I didn't see Chang'an and saw the dust and fog.

However, the old things will be affectionate, and the alloy hairpin will be sent.

The hairpin leaves a one-fold fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides it.

But the heart is like a golden day, and the heavens and the earth will meet.

The parting words are re-sent, and there is an oath in the words.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

When he memorized the last sentence "The days are long and the days are endless, and this hatred is endless", Ying Yongjian didn't catch it in one breath and fainted.

Pu Shi hurriedly helped Ying Yongjian, pressed his people, and kept saying, "Master, are you okay?" ”

Ying Yongjian took a deep breath and said slowly: "Bai Da Poet, why is this poem of yours so long?" Thankfully, I saved the middle section, otherwise I would have really left! ”

"Where are you going?" Bai Juyi asked.

"I mean, I'm dead." Ying Yongjian said

"Isn't that so? I'm not dead writing poetry! ”

When everyone looked at Yang Guifei again, they saw her sitting on a stone, tears falling like rain, and she was panting.

"What's wrong? The concubine? Pu asked with concern.

"Bai Juyi, how did you know that I went to Penglai Wonderland?" Yang Guifei asked.

"At that time, I felt like this, I felt that you were a fairy! And, I feel like I'll be able to see you again in the future, so I'm writing with emotion. Bai Juyi was triumphant.

"You're really right, the Queen Mother really called me 'Yang Taizhen' at that time. Now that I think about it, everything is fate! Yang Guifei sighed.

"Isn't being like you a god descending to earth?" Bai Juyi praised.

"The last two lines of poetry are written so swan song, can you let future generations still write poems?" Yang Guifei said angrily.

"I'm sorry, Lady Roulet. I've written a little too detailed. However, only the love between you and Tang Minghuang is worth my lot of pen and ink! ”

'So what do I do now?' The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred is endless! After Yang Guifei finished speaking, she forgot about the First Emperor.

"Now, we're on a new planet and we've turned a new page in our lives, aren't we?" Bai Juyi saw Yang Guifei's thoughts, and the person next to her had an unusual relationship with her!

"Bai Juyi, let me introduce, this is the First Emperor of the Ages!"

Yang Guifei said again: "I can hear from your poems that everyone blames me for seducing the emperor and causing the demise of the Tang Dynasty." Emperor of the ages, do you still dare to love me? ”

"What? Is he Qin Shi Huang? Can you restart your life with him? Bai Ju said irritably.

"What's the matter, he was a great figure in the unification of China at that time!" Yang Guifei argued.

"Yes, our descendants now also have an objective and fair evaluation of the First Emperor. His exploits flaunt the annals of history! "I feel like I have to tell the truth.

"Then you're with this person, does anyone still watch my "Song of Long Hatred"?" Bai Juyi was still indignant.

"Bai Letian, it turns out that you are just singing your poetry for someone, not for my happiness!"

"Queen Mother, you still take this Yang Zhenren away, right? If she's on this naked planet, there's a chance she'll mess around! Bai Juyi shouted: "Listen, I heard it, the voice of the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother said, 'Don't mess around'!" ”

"Are you crazy? You stinky poet, you know that if you are cranky, if it is in our Great Qin, you can cut off your head! The First Emperor was also furious.

"Your Majesty is angry, our Datang likes to sing and dance. Let him be. Yang Guifei appeased the First Emperor.

Ying Yongjian pulled Bai Juyi outside the cave and said: "Bai Da Poet, I see that you are crazy, you not only speak falsely, but also see and hear in vain!" ”

The cold wind blew, Bai Juyi shivered, and said, "Is it? You are Lang Zhong, do you think I am abnormal? ”

"I feel this way. In this way, tomorrow morning, I will give you a diagnosis, and then do conditioning, how about it? ”

"Then it's troublesome Ying Langzhong, let's call you Doctor Ying, let me live a modern life." Bai Juyi was quite pleased.

Ying Yongjian greeted the First Emperor and Yang Guifei, and took Bai Juyi to the cave where he lived. Bai Ju was so tired that he lay down on a stone and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, before Ying Yongjian woke up, Bai Juyi screamed.

"I'm dying of heat, Doctor Ying, I'm dying of heat!"

As soon as Ying Yongjian saw that it was dawn, he got up and took Bai Juyi's pulse.

"Great poet, you have a heat evil in your body, so you have auditory hallucinations and hallucinations."

"Auditory hallucinations, hallucinations?" Bai Juyi didn't understand.

"This is what we say in modern times, and the ancients called it 'delusional hearsay, delusional opinion'."

"Can you take care of me?"

"Yes, the massage will do. Your pulse is still very good, and the evil qi has not penetrated deep into the internal organs. ”

After breakfast, Ying Yongjian asked Bai Juyi to lie on a big stone and prepared to massage him.

"Doctor Ying, are you sure you can get a massage? In our time, we ate a lot of decoctions. ”

"Don't worry, the concubine said that my level is okay!"

Ying Yongjian used the thumb and index finger of both hands to clamp the carotid arteries on both sides of Bai Juyi's neck, pushed it from top to bottom, and massaged it until it was in the missing basin. After going back and forth many times, Bai Juyi felt less hot.

An hour later, Bai Juyi said: "Doctor Ying, your level should surpass that of the imperial doctors of our time!" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, the great poet has won the award."

"In our time, there were not many people who could be cured by massage alone, and I had never encountered them. I'm not hot now, and I don't talk nonsense anymore, and my hearing is normal. ”

"This technique was actually handed down by the ancients, and if there is heat in the upper part, it will be 'pushed and dispersed'. This technique is recorded in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", and I will only read this book after reading it. ”

"Doctor Ying, can I worship you as a teacher?" Bai Juyi said with a smile.

"Then I don't dare, you are the poet I admire, you are the teacher."

"Didn't Confucius say that?" If you are a threesome, you will have my teacher'. We can learn from each other. ”

"I can learn how to write poetry with you. I have a friend who likes to write modern poetry. But compared to your poems, that's a far cry. Ying Yongjian remembered the poem of a fairy tale.

"Show me it." Bai Juyi stretched out his hand.

"I didn't bring it with me, but I would also recite the poem because it wasn't long."

"Carry it to me." Bai Juyi Road.

"I'll sing it anyway!" Ying Yongjian cleared his throat and sang:

Naked planet, no sorrow. Who turned my heart into stone? I cultivated my mind and health, and I got into nature, but I fell in love with you.

Naked planet, no desire. It was you who turned me from a lady to a sorrow. However, they are still attracted to each other, constituting yin and yang; And entangled with each other, flooding the universe.

A naked planet, materialistic desires. The disguise of money hides the ugliness of human nature. learned to eat the strong, abandoning love and sorrow. I hate each other and never leave.

Naked Planet, simple and hassle-free. Please bring my heart back to Earth. Let the air and water melt you and me. I traveled all over the universe and found that you are me, the guardian of my life......