Although Yecheng is lively, Liu Zhenquan seems to have lost interest in traveling, and has been meditating and practicing qi in his room, Linglong came to Liu Zhenquan's room, and saw that Liu Zhenquan did not meditate, but lay on the bed and looked at the sky, knowing that he had not opened his heart because of yesterday's events.

"Why are you still bothered by yesterday's events?"

Liu Zhenquan didn't hide it from Linglong and said: "Why do everyone feel superior after learning a little bit of skill, and even don't care about the warmth and coldness of the world, wantonly tease others, and even take people's lives, don't you know the way of heaven and numerology?"

"The ancient gods did not put the others in their eyes, they only felt that they were high, and never cared about the feelings of others, and they didn't know that in the end, they angered the heavens, so that the human race cut down the heavens, and set the humanity to prosper? ”

"Although the master told me about the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, it turns out that the Heavenly Dao Supreme Princesses are here. ”

"The Heavenly Tribulation is divided into many reasons, one is that the people who practice Qi such as us will make the Heavenly Dao lose something, so they will send a great tribulation to reduce the people who practice Qi, and the other is to punish those Qi practitioners who act recklessly and do not consider the Heavenly Heart, as long as we stick to our original intentions, we can be safe in the Great Tribulation. ”

Liu Zhenquan suddenly sat up and looked at Linglong and said, "I didn't expect you to know so much, how long have you lived." ”

Sure enough, women can't mention age, Linglong heard Liu Zhenquan's words and slammed the door, leaving Liu Zhenquan stunned in the room in a daze.

After three days of repairing, everyone sorted out the best state and started to hurry, only Yinling'er was reluctant to give up, Yecheng was prosperous and the barbarian princess even forgot to return, and yesterday's last night Linglong went shopping for a long time and just wanted to imprint all this in his mind and bring it back.

Liu Zhenquan said to Yinling'er: "Then you haven't been to Heluo, where there are dozens of Guangfang City, people only sleep on the third watch, and the fifth watch is open again, it is very lively and there are floats looking for the street when there is no festival, and there are artists performing all night, you go to be unforgettable in this life." ”

"Then I'll live there. ”

Linglong leaned over and said: "Since ancient times, it has been difficult to live in Heluo, but Mr. Liu next to you is a great talent, and the song "Charcoal Seller" has convinced many Jinshi masters. ”

Linglong's three daughters were very curious, chasing them to tell them the story, after the sloppy Taoist incident, several people's impression of Liu Zhenquan changed from tricky and slippery to a sense of justice, but they were all curious that Liu Zhenquan could also compose poems, and when Linglong narrated, they found that Liu Zhenquan really had a compassionate heart.

"Don't listen to her, where can I write poetry, but I hear people talk about it, and I'm just copying poetry. ”

"I don't believe it, those Jinshi masters have never heard of your poems, and they all say that this poem is shallow and easy but unique, even Lord Liu Mian said that at this time to create a generation of literary style, saying that it is a pity that you don't go to study and write poetry. ”

There is no more vain Juyi in this life, Liu Zhenquan has to acquiesce, and there is no way to say that he doesn't acquiesce, can he pull out a past life.

Traveling north for several months has entered the early summer, although in the north but it is also hot and uneasy, and the more north it goes, the more vast and desolate, no wonder although the Great Yan expelled the barbarians to expand the land for thousands of miles, it is still not forgotten to go south every year, according to legend, the Great Yan is ordered by the Great Zhou royal family to expand the border, and now they are about to become barbarians, so going south has become the obsession of each generation of Yan people.

When you come to Dasheng Pass along the road, you know that Dasheng Pass is not a pass, but this place is the farthest place for Dayan to expand, and here is a big battle with the barbarians, the barbarians no longer dare to go south, this station makes the barbarian court split into three pieces, in order to commemorate this victory, Dayan built a city here and crowned it with a big victory, and the so-called pass is only because, the barbarian merchants or Dayan merchants who enter and exit Dayan must pass through here to cover the fire paint, otherwise they have been secretly punished。

Liu Zhenquan and several people went to Dasheng Pass to exchange for customs clearance documents, and saw a scribe squatting with a group of soldiers squatting at the yamen to eat noodles, when Liu Zhenquan and his party approached the door, the people at the yamen also noticed a strange combination of a group of people, the scribe snorted and pulled the remaining noodles into his mouth, raised his head and drank the soup in the bowl, and said vaguely: "Come to exchange for customs clearance documents?"

"Really. When he heard Dayongguan's words, Liu Zhenquan hurriedly stepped forward and replied.

"I think you're like a great warrior, how did you get mixed up with this group of barbarians with two beautiful maids?"

"If you go back to Shangguan, Dayong rarely sees the wilderness, so he wants to go and see it, and then it is better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles. ”

"It's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, see that you, a scholar, still have such arrogance, I don't know where you have been?"

"Back to Shangguan, I like to travel all over the world, and I want to see everywhere and pass on the beautiful scenery in poems, so that my great Yongshi can appreciate all the customs. ”

"Oh, you can also write poems, write one quickly, let the official see if you have real talent and learning, if not, don't get that paper, where to go back and forth. Savage is not as easy as you think. ”

"Then let's take the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Dayan Yecheng as the theme, the ten floors are abrupt in the void, and the forty doors are open to the wind. But the strange bird flew flat on the ground, and whispered to himself for a long time. The back ladder is like a hole, and the first climb to the top is like a cage. The sunset Fengcheng is beautiful, and the spring trees are raining all over the city. ”

The scribe shook his head while listening and whispered in his mouth, "Yes, yes, really talented, but this official wants to use the title of this big victory pass and let you compose a poem to see your urgency." ”

"Under the command. Liu Zhen thought about a few side poems in his heart, and chose the most appropriate one by one in his heart.

Shaking their heads as they walked, this time everyone was waiting for Liu Zhenquan to speak, and as Liu Zhenquan walked slowly, his thoughts also drifted away, "Recruit out of Hanse, return to the wild goose into Hutian." The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. ”

The scribe could not help but exclaim, "Good, good, good, sir." ”

Liu Zhen thought that this poem had been circulated for thousands of years in his previous life, and it had always become a compulsory subject in primary school textbooks.

The scribe came over and took Liu Zhenquan's hand and said, "Sir, let's go with me to exchange papers." "Liu Zhenquan is extremely uncomfortable, why do men still like to hold hands.

The scribe said as he walked: "Don't hide it, sir, since a certain came here as an official, he doesn't look like a scholar anymore, or you Dayong is good, the literary style is prosperous, today I am fortunate to see Mr. Sansheng, and I can also hear Mr. poetry, I really have no regrets." "It turned out to be a fan of Da Yongwen.

Covered with fire paint, the scribe also took Liu Zhenquan to his house to drink, and took out the poems he wrote to ask Liu Zhenquan, a senior in the literary world, to give advice, where did Liu Zhenquan dare to point out indiscriminately, but fortunately, he read a lot of poems in his previous life, and by the way, he put a few finishing touches, and the scribe was very happy.

When Liu Zhenquan left the customs on the second day, the scribe saw him off at the entrance of the city, and promised to bring him the poems he had to bring when he returned.