Wei Qimu took the tea soup, this time he didn't gobble it up, but tasted it slowly. At the entrance of the tea soup, Wei Qimu only felt that this bowl of strong tea with ink and blue was still very different from the previous bowl, and the subtleties in it were difficult to say.

Wei Qimu quietly ate this bowl of tea, the aroma in his mouth was endless, and the aftertaste in his heart was endless, knowing that in addition to martial arts in this world, once everything reached the ultimate realm, there was incomparable wonder.

Seeing that Wei Qimu was speechless for a long time, the silver-furred woman pretended to be careless and asked, "How does it taste?"

Wei Qimu came back to his senses and praised sincerely: "It's really wonderful, I've never eaten such good tea!"

When the silver-furred woman heard these beautiful words, a faint joy flashed in her eyes, and she asked again, "I don't know what your name is or where you come from." ”

Wei Qimu replied honestly: "Xiangzhou Wei Qimu." ”

The silver-furred woman asked, "What is the meaning of the word 'ruler wood'?"

Wei Qimu said: "These two words come from the sentence 'The wood of the ruler must have a program, and the jade of the inch must have flaws' in "Lu's Spring and Autumn Period". ”

The silver-furred woman groaned for a while, then nodded: "The so-called 'everything is not perfect, you should take one of them', but it is a good name. ”

When Wei Qimu heard this, he knew that this silver-robed woman must have read this book. He also wanted to ask the name of the silver-furred woman, but because of the previous incident, he was afraid that he would surprise the beauty again, so he stayed where he was for a while and stopped talking.

The silver-furred woman seemed to have seen through Wei Qimu's thoughts, and simply opened her mouth directly to report her name: "Su Ruyue." ”

Wei Qimu said in his heart: "It turns out that the word 'Su' is her surname. When he heard the name, he couldn't help but think of "Yan Rushi" again. Wei Qimu now doesn't know if Huang Zhen is still in the Hundred Families League, if she has always been in the Hundred Families League, why can't she bear to let him be wronged, so that he runs for his life all day long, and seeks death several times? If she is not in the Hundred Families League, where will she go? Wei Qimu was puzzled, and could only sigh in his heart.

Su Ruyue saw Wei Qimu's expression, and was puzzled: "What's wrong with this name?"

When Wei Qimu heard this, he felt out of shape, and said with an embarrassed smile: "No, but I remembered...... An old man. ”

Su Ruyue's expression remained unchanged, but she said in one sentence: "Is it my sweetheart?"

Wei Qimu nodded and shook his head, Huang Zhen was his sweetheart, but this sweetheart didn't take him to heart. Su Ruyue didn't ask much, and walked away. Only Wei Qimu was left alone in front of the unembered furnace, gloomy.

Wei Qimu recuperated in this worldly tea source for several days, except for the internal force was still locked, the external injuries had all healed. This is also thanks to Su Ruyue's elixir of spiritual tea, which almost has the effect of reviving the dead.

Wei Qimu has been with mountain beasts all day long, mingling with forest birds, and has a very comfortable heart, forgetting all the grievances of the past, the suffering of recent days, and even the depressed murderous intent has dissipated a lot. Not only that, Wei Qimu Xu was infected by Su Ruyue, and he was actually interested in tea. Su Ruyue was also impatient and carefully taught: from Shennong to Lu Yu, from "Tea Fu" to "The Book of Tea", from boiling tea to sencha, from water to fire...... Wei Qi is talented and intelligent, and he is willing to work hard, but he has learned well in a few days.

On this day, the sky was overcast, dark clouds covered the sun, and there was a hidden sign of falling snow. Wei Qimu was sitting under the forest leisurely looking at the calves and lambs, wolves and tigers, and saw Su Ruyue strolling over.

Su Ruyue suddenly said, "I'll take you somewhere." After that, regardless of whether Wei Qimu wanted it or not, he turned around and left.

Su Ruyue didn't say much, and Wei Qimu didn't ask much. The two of them went one after the other, crossed the forest and crossed the obstruction, stepped on the stone to cross the bridge, there were mountain pavilions and water pavilions along the way, and the dead trees broke the stream. The two of them came to a secluded place, where there was a wooden pavilion, and it seemed very lonely. The wooden pavilion is simple and elegant, and the plaque is written with two green characters of "about the ancients", which means "meeting with the ancients". The handwriting is beautiful and has a hint of dust, presumably from Su Ruyue's hand.

Su Ruyue pushed the door and entered, only to see rows of brown wooden shelves lined up in the "Yogu Pavilion", and the wooden shelves were full of new books and old volumes. In addition to books, there is also a desk and a chair in the library. There was an old manuscript on the bookcase, the handwriting had dried, presumably a few days ago.

Su Ruyue invited Wei Qimu to sit down, but she leaned lightly on the desk. Wei Qimu glanced at it, but saw that most of them were bamboo slips. He thought that Su Ruyue lived in seclusion in this worldly tea source all the year round, did not know whether the outside world existed, and did not know the changes of the country, so he said: "Presumably, Miss Su is familiar with the books of the ancients, but she does not know the articles of her neighbors.

When Su Ruyue heard this, her brows trembled slightly, and she asked, "How can you see it?"

Wei Qimu said: "Neighbors are good at poetry. ”

Su Ruyue let out an "oh" and said, "Are you saying I don't understand poetry?"

Wei Qimu deliberately excited: "If you know poetry, and listen to the level of your neighbors." ”

Su Ruyue did not shirk: "If you talk about quatrains, it should be Wang Jiling and He Jizhen." ”

Wei Qimu thought thoughtfully: "What is the evidence?"

Su Ruyue asked rhetorically: "Wang Jiling has the sentence 'The spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass', and He Ji really has the sentence 'The spring breeze does not change the old waves', can't he be the first of the quatrains?"

After this, Wei Qimu suddenly woke up and said secretly: "This 'two seasons and two spring winds' is indeed written in a peerless and extraordinary way. He was unwilling, and asked again: "Isn't Wang Shaobo's quatrain good?"

Su Ruyue frowned slightly, and then shook her head: "Although Wang Shaobo is longer than quatrains, he writes more about deep grievances - just imagine how a man can know a woman's heart very well? She continued: "When it comes to long poems, Bai Lotian naturally deserves to be the first." ”

Wei Qimu once read Bai Letian's "Pipa Xing" and "Song of Long Hatred", and thought so, nodded unconsciously in agreement, and asked, "How are the rest of the people?"

Su Ruyue said calmly: "Cao and Xie Sheng's names are actually difficult to deputy, his poems are empty and talented, and he is not good at internal affairs; Su Ruyue paused, and then said: "Li Taibai is an immortal in the sky, and Du Shaoling is a great Confucian in the world, so naturally there is no need to say much. ”

Wei Qimu saw that Su Ruyue commented on poetry, and every word was like a knife, almost all of them were judged by one sentence, and he couldn't help but secretly admire.

Su Ruyue suddenly leaned forward, looked at Wei Qimu with her eyes, and said, "Since you like to discuss poetry, you might as well write one." ”

Wei Qimu only felt a fragrance in his nose, like plum tea, straight into his heart and lungs, and couldn't help but shake his soul for a moment. Although he is not good at poetry, since Su Ruyue opened his mouth to invite, he did not want to brush her face. Straighten up at the moment and learn Cao Zijian's moving steps and groaning. With every step he took, he remembered the old things with Huang Zhen, and walked straight through sixteen steps, and then gradually groaned:

In the dream, Hongchen walked alone, and several times he was sad like duckweed.

There is a heart to rejoice, today is like yesterday, and the night is sad for no reason.

Love to the vicissitudes of life is love, love to hurt prescription know.

A person lies under the moon in the sky, and the faint stars come to a little firefly.

Su Ruyue did not evaluate the quality of this poem, but chuckled: "Your poem is so sad, where do you still look like a chivalrous man, but like that Li Yishan." She regarded Wei Qimu as a chivalrous and righteous person, and I don't know what she would think if she knew the name of "knife slaughter".

Wei Qimu also smiled when he heard it: "Isn't Li Yishan's poem good?"

Su Ruyue didn't answer, but asked, "Then which of his poems do you like?"

Wei Qimu groaned slightly, because he had seen the pair of "Caifeng Double Flying Wings" twin guns in Luo Xia's hand, so he said: "How about the sentence 'There are no Caifeng Double Flying Wings, and the heart is a little clear'?"

Su Ruyue shook her head and said: "Everyone in the world says this sentence is good, but I only love the sentence 'Leave the residual lotus to listen to the sound of the rain'." ”

Wei Qimu chewed one or two, but he couldn't understand the point, so he asked, "What's so wonderful about this sentence?"

Su Ruyue straightened her sideburns and replied, "There is nothing strange about this sentence. It's just that the lotus is like a beauty, once it is ruined, the world wants to pull it out, the so-called 'new man is better than the old', but that's it. But he, Li Yishan, is willing to keep the old man, this is the best of affection. ”

Although Wei Qimu felt that Su Ruyue's interpretation was very different from the original poem, there was some truth, and he asked: "If you say that you use affection, how is the comparison between Yuan and Wei?"

Su Ruyue said: "His poems are naturally good. He and Li Yishan are bright and dark, one is visible and one is hidden, and each has its own merits. ”

Wei Qimu couldn't help but secretly compare Su Ruyue with Chen Qiluan. Both of them are extremely talented women, but they are different. Chen Qiluan is well-read and knowledgeable, has a wide range of knowledge, and has the ability to never forget, for example, when she was on the Tang Jianwei boat, she could guess the identity and origin of everyone just by listening to the names of Wei Qimu and others, and this insight can be described as unparalleled in the world. Su Ruyue is noble and noble, brilliant in writing, she specializes in poetry and tea painting, and her hard work and deep understanding can also be said to be a unique in the world.

Wei Qimu suddenly said: "Have you read the "Legend" he wrote?"

Su Ruyue heard this, and said angrily: "What do you do when you read it?

In the "Legend" written by Yuan Zhen, Zhang Sheng abandoned Cui Yingying from the beginning to the end, and Su Ruyue was extremely disdainful of this book.

Wei Qimu didn't expect Su Ruyue to be suddenly annoyed, and just as he was at a loss, suddenly a gray-winged and white-bellied harrier eagle slid through the sky, flew straight into the study house, and landed on Su Ruyue's shoulder. The harrier eagle was like a baby, put a beak in Su Ruyue's ear, and then flew out.

Su Ruyue said: "There are foreign guests visiting, you can go with me to see it." ”

Seeing that Su Ruyue seemed to be out of anger, Wei Qimu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and asked, "How do you know that someone is coming?"

Su Ruyue glanced at her: "Naturally, it was the harrier boy who told me." The harrier boy in her mouth is naturally the harrier eagle.

Wei Qimu said, "Can you understand the words of the harrier eagle?"

Su Ruyue said with a smile: "The Spring and Autumn Gongye Chang can understand the language of a hundred birds, how much shorter am I than the ancients?" Her words are extremely plain, but there is a faint domineering that does not allow the ancients.

Su Ruyue's ability is indeed not to let the ancients, she can not only understand the words of a hundred birds, but also the words of a hundred beasts. This ability is different from "Baoshan Tai Sui" Xue Yougong, although Xue Yougong can control the beasts with his miraculous skills, but he doesn't understand the thoughts of the beasts, and he can only bewitch for a while, and he can't intersect with them for a lifetime.

Wei Qimu followed Su Ruyue to the front of a deep pool with a circle of dozens of zhang, and the three sides of this deep pool are steep rocks and steep walls, and there is a danger that birds can't fly, and it is difficult for apes not to climb. There is also a stone flying bridge in the pool, but it was broken out of thin air. This broken bridge has no piers and no pillars, and it can stand in mid-air.

At this time, a long howl came from outside the mountain. Although it was a long howl, his tone was very respectful: "The second son of Chenjiabao is overjoyed, and the old castle lord implores the tea fairy to attend the banquet in Wenzhou on November 15." ”

Before Su Ruyue could answer, Wei Qimu asked, "Even if you come to the wedding card, why doesn't that person come in?"

Su Ruyue said: "This pool is called Luoyun Pond, there is a huge suction force in the pool, don't say that humans and beasts, even the white clouds in the sky float by, and they will also fall into the pool." This pool of water is also naturally poisonous, and the person who falls into the water will inevitably be poisoned to death, so this bridge is called the Broken Soul Bridge. The Broken Soul Bridge cannot be crossed without an umbrella road, so I am the only one in the world who can come and go freely. ”

Wei Qimu found that there were exquisite paper umbrellas resting on the bridge, and he didn't doubt Su Ruyue's words, but this pool, this bridge, and this umbrella were also a little magical.

Su Ruyue no longer paid attention to Wei Qimu, and snorted to the people outside the mountain: "I gave Chen Bao a favor last time, but I don't want to run away in vain. ”

Wei Qimu said in his heart: "I thought that no one knew the source of tea in this world, but it turned out that she had something to do with Chenjiabao in Wenzhou. ”

There was a long roar from outside the mountain: "The fairy is angry." The bride's sin of negligence, this time she will personally make amends!"

Wei Qimu became curious and asked, "What kind of character is the bride?"

Su Ruyue said: "It is said that she is a woman from outside the East China Sea. Last year, the second son of the Chen family married thousands of miles, but he didn't want the woman to run away halfway, so he must have been caught again this time. ”