After Ye Xuan thought about it for a while, he smiled and said to Qing Wen: "Thank you girl for telling me." I have time to go to Kunlun to explore. Saying that, Ye Xuan got up and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Qingwen was a little anxious, "Childe is leaving now?"

Ye Xuan stopped his steps and nodded. "Yes, it's getting late, don't leave now, I don't know when I'll be able to enter the inner city. After speaking, Ye Xuan was about to leave.

Seeing this, Qingwen wanted to keep it, but she was also a little helpless. "Childe go slowly, don't forget Qingwen. ”

Ye Xuan turned around and nodded. "Don't worry, if you find your way back, I'll come back and take you away. You live here for the time being. With that, Ye Xuan took Hongrui and walked towards the door. At this time, Ye Xuan was also a little upset.

Hongrui followed Ye Xuan quietly, constantly looking at everything around her. I watched silently in my heart, but my face didn't reveal any expression.

However, Qingwen looked at Ye Xuan and Hongrui's backs, her eyes full of hope, and a trace of envy. Then Qing Wen put his hand on his waist, and then only heard a crisp sword sound, Ye Xuan turned to look, but saw that Qing Wen's weak body, holding a slender soft sword in his right hand.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xuan said curiously.

"Childe, Qingwen wants to dance a sword dance for you before Childe leaves. Qingwen suddenly said firmly, and then heard a crisp sword sound, and the soft sword in the woman's hand turned into a sword flower. Then around the woman, the soft sword pierced the air, and the sound with rhythm could be faintly heard, and Qingwen's graceful posture also added a bit of beauty to the sword dance, and the soft sword also shuttled around Qingwen very flexibly. Jian Feng was close to his body, but he was always close to the slightest damage to his clothes. The sword of release is wide open and closed, soft and fierce. The sword blade also has a kind of agility, the fluttering and chic figure seems to be thunder and lightning, the sword body is as bright as electricity, and the eyes are still in autumn. It also gives her a chic aesthetic.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but admire: "In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun clan, who danced the sword in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot for nine days, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. The lips and beads are lonely, and there are disciples who pass on the fragrance in the evening. The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and the wonderful dance of this song is promising. This poem is also a poem written by Du Fu after Ye Xuan's memories of his previous life. It happened to be made by him for the occasion. Of course, this kind of reincarnation and rebirth also has the advantage of being able to use the wisdom of the predecessors for one's own use. Of course, Ye Xuan didn't do this to make a woman, after all, he felt that this poem was just used at this time. Other than that, he swears, he really didn't think about anything.

As for Qing Wen, the last sword directly withdrew the soft sword to his waist, and at the same time, a handful of hair on his head also fell in response, and was held in his hand by Qing Wen. She smiled like a smile, "The poems made by the son are really talented, if they are in my Donghuazhou, they will definitely be able to become the protégé of the Son of Heaven with this talent." It's just that I don't know who the beautiful woman Gongsun in this poem is, and she also dances a good sword, which makes Gongzi so admired. ”

Ye Xuan smiled and shook his head: "Haha, the girl praised it falsely, this poem is not my original, but made by a great writer named Du Fu in my hometown, but things are not people, this writer has become a dry bone, only this masterpiece has been handed down to this day." Now seeing the girl's delicate sword dance, Ye thought for a moment in his mind, only this poem is extremely appropriate. ”

Qingwen said with a hint of sadness: "The soldier dies for the confidant, and the woman is the one who pleases herself." This Gongsun clan can be so praised by the writer, you know how happy he is. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to meet the great writer in the mouth of the son in person, the talent in this poem, if it is sung in the Jixia School Palace in Donghuazhou, it will definitely be able to rely on its profound talent to obtain such a profound benefit. ”

"What is the talent that the girl is talking about?" Ye Xuan asked curiously, he didn't understand why Donghuazhou had such a strange title. Of course, he also knows that talent in the ordinary sense refers to a person who is very talented, but obviously the talent in Qingwen's mouth is not a name in the general sense. Hongrui also looked curious, and her eyes were also full of doubts, looking directly at Qingwen.

Qingwen also gave a cheerful explanation: "Donghuazhou is a place where Confucianism has been operating for generations, and the Confucian masters have transformed Donghuazhou little by little, especially the central area of Donghuazhou, and the academic wind is prevalent. And there are also many powerful schools among them, and the ideas of the hundreds of schools of thought are also blooming in them. There are many empires in Donghuazhou, but most of them are under the control of Confucianism, so for the construction of the school palace, a lot of financial and material resources have been invested, and the great Confucians will also scatter all the accumulation and thoughts of the whole body in the world of Donghua Zhou before they die, which also leads to the Tao of Donghua Zhou seems to have gradually changed, and among the school palaces of Donghua Zhou, Jixia School Palace is the most famous。 can really do it, poetry can kill the enemy's strength. Someone once wrote a poem that aroused talent, and even made the whole Kyoto people get rid of their sickness and pain, and the dead wood bloomed in spring. And that person also became the prime minister of the dynasty in the future, stirring up trouble above the court. And this is also the power of talent, which is also accumulated by Confucianism in Donghuazhou for generations, and it is regarded as the fundamental existence. ”

Ye Xuan was dumbfounded. "That's why it's so powerful!"

That is, in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar, people live to think, and the profundity of the ideological realm is conducive to the harmony and unity of man and nature. Talent is the manifestation of a person's wisdom, and the human race has multiplied so far, relying on wisdom in addition to sword force. Qingwen said with a smile, with an indescribable sense of pride in her expression.

And Ye Xuan was thinking that he would definitely go to Jixia School Palace if he had time in the future. The Chinese masterpiece in his head may come in handy. For example, "Tao Te Ching", "Diamond Sutra", "Book of Songs" and 300 Tang poems, etc., a series of classics by famous sages, maybe you can also get some benefits from them. Thinking about it like this, Ye Xuan was a little excited and couldn't sleep, that Donghuazhou seemed to be the existence of brushing experience for him. However, Ye Xuan finally woke up from his fantasy, and then looked at Qingwen: "Such a good place, I will definitely go and have a look in the future." It's really not early for the girl, Ye really has to leave. ”

Qingwen nodded. Then he walked up to Ye Xuan, handed the handful of hair in his hand that was cut off by the sword to Ye Xuan, and said with a blushing face: "You keep this hair boy, you can think of Qingwen when you have time." So as not to forget. ”

(End of chapter)

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