Early the next morning, I got up early without sleep, had breakfast with Chu Yan and Jiang Pan in the restaurant, calculated the cost of food and lodging, untied the horse outside the post station, and prepared to climb the mountain.

Last night's sand and snow fell to the back and turned into freezing rain.

Therefore, the imaginary scene of being covered in silver and snowing all over the mountains did not appear, but the gray and gloomy ice rain kept falling.

The ice and rain are not big, and holding an umbrella feels like a big fuss, but if you don't use an umbrella, your clothes will inevitably get wet.

I couldn't sleep at night, so I had to buy a coat and a hat in the post station, one for each person.

Yun Sheng was still being held by Chu Yan, and the little guy was lying in Chu Yan's arms, smiling as if he was happier than when he was in the sleepless arms of the night.

Just as he was about to walk up the mountain, Xiao Ganyun's voice came from behind him.

"Brother Luo, why did you leave us alone and leave alone?"

Looking back at the sleepless night, I saw Xiao Ganyun leading Wen Jia and Yin Tai, each wearing a coat, and walking towards him.

"Hehe, I saw that the three of them slept very sweetly, and I couldn't bear to disturb and wake up, so I took the first step."

Sleepless explained with a smile.

Last night, Xiao Ganyun's snoring shook the whole room, and the smell of feet was pervasive.

If it weren't for the sleepless nights and the luck of understanding some Tao last night, with the smell of feet, it would definitely be difficult to sleep.

Xiao Ganyun snored, and Wen Jia, who was in the same bed with him, also sharpened his teeth all night.

I sat up in shock from time to time when I was sleepless at night, wondering if this old man had the habit of eating people in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, he just chewed on his cheeks, and he didn't see any debris falling out, so he was relieved.

After lying down for a while, I heard Yin Tai, who was sleeping alone, suddenly say: "Brother Wen, that Brother Luo must be a little lady, he is a woman disguised as a man." If you don't believe me, let's make a bet, and if you lose, you steal two of your father's paintings and give them to me. ”

After saying this for a long time, he didn't wait for Wen Jia's answer at night, and he wondered in his heart: This Yin Tai is plotting so loudly, why should he really be deaf?

Suddenly, Yin Tai turned over, changed his tone and said, "Hehe, what if you lose?" ”

The original normal tone said: "If I lose, then you will steal Tang Bohu's painting and give it to me." ”

"Well, well, it's a word."

……

After listening to it for most of the day, he finally came to a speechless conclusion that Yin Tai was talking in his sleep.

It's still a dream story with two corners!

In this way, Xiao Ganyun, who snores and smells feet, Wen Jia, who grinds his teeth, and Yin Tai, who dreams of dreams, gathered together, and each did the unique work in his hand, one after another, reflecting each other, and tormenting sleepless all night.

Fortunately, sleepless nights are already less, and sleepless nights are no problem. Without saying anything, he took the time to study the "Heart Sutra" given to him by Yue Budei, and then spent a long night.

After greeting for a while, Yin Tai asked Sleepless Night: "Brother Luo, are you also going to participate in the poetry annotation conference?" ”

He smiled and pointed to himself: "I'm here for this poetry conference." ”

Sleepless shook his head.

For the sake of friendliness, he expressed a slightly curious look: "Poetry Annotation Conference? What is that? ”

Out of the corner of Yin Tai's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan tilted his hat, covering most of his face and blocking people's vision.

But just that small part of the jade face, and the still delicate figure under the winter dress, had already made Yin Tai's eyes light up, and judged that this was a stunning beauty.

There are beautiful women with him, and he suspects that sleepless nights are women disguised as men, Yin Tai seized the opportunity to perform.

He diligently introduced: "The Poetry Annotation Conference is a grand event proposed by the people of Wugong Mountain. ”

After clearing his throat and typing some drafts, Yin Tai continued: "As we all know, except for a very few geniuses and some guys who like to be creative, ordinary people learn martial arts from poetry, and they need to learn through annotations. The Wugong Mountain people proposed to hold a poetry conference, which is to call on poets from all over the world to explore the true meaning of martial arts in poems that have never been annotated. ”

Sleepless Night was not interested in this so-called "Poetry Annotation Conference", but when he heard that it was held by Wugong Mountain people, he became interested.

"Oh?"

He simply said "oh", which aroused Yin Tai's motivation to continue talking.

Yin Tai took the time to glance at Chu Yan, hoping to see more, but he didn't dare to stay too long, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Brother Luo, it seems that you don't know much about this poetry conference, so I'll explain it to you below."

He temporarily gave up his observation of Chu Yan, stepped forward, got closer to Sleepless, and talked about the matter of the "Poetry Annotation Conference" with Sleepless.

It turned out that a year ago, the people of Wugong Mountain found a batch of poems left by their predecessors from the ancestral hall of Jindingmen.

These poems are all written about Wugong Mountain.

This major discovery made the people of Wugong Mountain excited.

You must know that before the dynasty, although Wugong Mountain had long been a famous Taoist mountain, and Ge Hong's grandson made a dojo here, there were almost no famous poems handed down.

This also causes the Jinding Gate of Wugong Mountain to have its own exclusive swordsmanship.

Other famous mountains and rivers, famous families, more or less, have famous poems and essays written by their predecessors specifically for this mountain, this river, and this cultural landscape.

At the same time, it is also adapted to local conditions, relying on the study of these famous articles, those schools have developed into giants in the rivers and lakes.

For example, with the help of Wang Bo's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", King Teng has prospered for hundreds of years.

For example, Fan Zhongyan's "The Story of Yueyang Tower" made Yueyang Tower catch up.

Not to mention such giants.

The slightly worse Hengshan faction also has Mr. Han Yu's poem "The Fire Dimension Land Wild-footed Monster, the Heavenly False Divine Handle Specializes in Its Hero", which shocked South China.

Although the Lushan faction has declined now, in history, there is no shortage of swordsmanship: Li Taibai's "flying stream straight down 3,000 feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days", Su Dongpo's "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain", so that the ancestors of the Lushan faction have also been wide for a while. Zhu Xi of the Southern Song Dynasty gave a lecture at the White Deer Cave Academy, which made the Lushan faction become the Beidou of Taishan in the rivers and lakes at that time.

But in Wugong Mountain, there are almost no poems circulating.

This has always been embarrassing for the people of Wugong Mountain.

This embarrassing situation was not broken until he discovered the poems of his predecessors.

"Self-righteous ......?"

Sleepless couldn't help but interject: "Why do you think you are self-conscious? ”

Seeing that he was sleepless and listened to it with relish, Yin Tai smiled proudly, "Because he got that batch of poems, all of which were not annotated." With the talent of martial arts mountain people, without annotation, they don't know how to learn at all. Even if he learns it, his disciples are not as good as him, and their eyes are even darker. Therefore, he quickly realized that even if he got this poem, it did not break the embarrassing situation of Wugong Mountain. ”

After hesitating for half a year, the people of Wugong Mountain made a decision that went against their ancestors.

In the name of Jindingmen, he widely distributed heroic stickers on the rivers and lakes, and agreed that half a year later, that is, on the 28th day of the first month of Jiajing, the heroes of the world gathered at the top of the Jinding Mountain of Wugong Mountain to annotate the poems he found.

A single person may have limited intelligence and limited talent, and it is difficult to annotate a level of poetic explanation, so as to dig out the true meaning of martial arts in the poem.

But what if the heroes of the world come together to annotate?

With the help of a team, you can annotate very amazing swordsmanship moves.

Such a past is not unheard of in history.

According to Yin Tai, Teng Wangzong once held a poetry annotation conference, and there was only one poem that needed to be annotated at that time, that is, Luo Bingwang's "Song of the Goose".

"Song of the Goose" was originally an enlightenment poem, and the swordsmanship of "Song of the Goose" is just a very general swordsmanship.

However, due to Teng Wangzong's excellent appeal, many unborn bigwigs on the rivers and lakes came at that time, competing for beauty, contributing their talents, and annotating the simple "Song of the Goose" to the point of almost hooking the vision of heaven and earth.

Sleepless at night listened to it fascinated, and couldn't help but think: "The only thing I have seen that can hook the vision of heaven and earth is Yueyang Tower's 'worry and worry about the world'." But that was Mr. Fan Zhongyan's swan song of worrying about the country and the people. ”

And the "goose goose goose" that is so simple that the child opens up can almost cause a vision of heaven and earth, which has to make people sigh, after everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, and after the heroes of the world conspire, the power of this poetry conference.

Teng Wangzong's poetry annotation conference is unique and irreproducible.

Considering the status of the people of Wugong Mountain, it is impossible for this small Jindingmen to invite any heroes in the world.

Most of the people who come should be in a good situation, and there may be a small number of people who are in the reverse direction.

As for the masters of the third realm, they don't have to think about it.

Which third realm can be compared to those poems of the martial arts mountain people?

Yin Tai pointed at Wen Jia and said: "For example, Brother Wen, even if it is only the second realm adversity realm, he can't look down on those poems." Not to mention the Third Realm. ”

Xiao Ganyun suddenly interjected: "That being said, Second Nephew Wen, you don't like those poems, why do you come to participate in the Poetry Annotation Conference?" ”

Yin Tai replied for Wen Jia: "Uncle Xiao, Brother Wen is not here to participate in the poetry annotation conference. He came to worship his ancestors. ”

"Ancestor worship?"

Under the annotation of everyone's eyes, Wen Jia looked up to the sky and chanted leisurely: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, leave Dan to take care of the sweat!" Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty who sacrificed his life for the country and died with a clear will, is the ancestor of Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke came to Wugong Mountain, and he came to worship Wen Tianxiang! ”