"The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse hedge is not endless. I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind. ”

Yang Chan softly recited Bai Fu's poem on the wall of the Holy Mother Temple, and after reading it, she fell into deep thought and did not answer Bai Fu's question.

"Uh......" Bai Fu was stunned, picked up the teacup, took a sip of fragrant tea, savored it, and waited for it to come back to his soul.

Yang Chan was immersed in poetry for a while, and said with an apologetic smile to Bai Fu: "I'm really sorry, I was distracted just now!"

"It's okay!" Bai Fu waved his hand, not minding.

"I have never seen this kind of style you make, the rhetoric is as gorgeous as a great fu, and the rhythm is as beautiful as poetry, I wonder if Bai Gongzi can teach me?" asked Yang Chan.

"Ahem......" Bai Fuqing coughed, a little embarrassed. With his literary accomplishment, he recited two Tang poems and Song lyrics to deceive these little girls who had never seen the beauty of poetry, and let him teach him......

"No wonder Liu Yanchang was able to deceive the Three Virgins as soon as he was mortal, it turned out that the Three Virgins were a young ......"

Seeing Yang Chan looking at herself with blazing eyes, Bai Fu could only bite the bullet. He flickered as much as he could, telling all the poetic theories he knew.

What poems are written, singing and singing, the sound is eternal, the rhythm is harmonious, what poems are made with lyricism and affection, and the beauty of what poetry lies in letting men and women cheat, and finally I really didn't say anything, so I said: "I have only studied this poetry, and there are not too many theories, the so-called 'article is natural, and the magic hand is even obtained', 'clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving', poetry, there are not so many rules and regulations, love is the most plain language, and it can also shake people's hearts!"

"Well, for example, 'Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering.' Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city. He sent Wang Sun to go, full of farewell. ’”

"This poem, the first love, the intention should be high, and it will naturally write good works!"

"Bai Gongzi said it so well, you can be my teacher, please accept my worship!" Yang Chan was shocked by Bai Fu's words, and actually got up to apprentice, Wen Qing's illness seemed to be very serious.

"Miss Yang is serious, I am ashamed to be a teacher with this bit of ink! It's better for us to talk about each other as equals, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me!" Bai Fu hurriedly stopped Yang Chan and said.

Apprenticeship, what are you kidding, these days, the master-apprentice love is a big obstacle!

"By the way, don't call me Bai Gongzi in the future, call me Brother Bai or Brother Bai Fu!"

"Then I'll call you Big Brother Bai in the future!" Yang Chan said after comparing the next two titles.

"Hmm!" Bai Fu nodded, answered, the relationship was one step closer, and then said, "Then how about I call you Chan'er in the future?"

"Yes!" Yang Chan replied naturally.

To tell the truth, in addition to Yang Chan's love of literature, she is actually a silly Bai Tian, Bai Fu can easily become a good friend with her who has nothing to say, if it weren't for the maid Lingzhi on the side......

"Chan'er, it's not too early, I'll come to see you in two days and exchange poetry and articles with you!" There was a light bulb in the eye, and there would be no result if the exchange continued, and after chatting for a while, Bai Fu got up and said goodbye.

Although a good woman is afraid of Lai Han, since she has established a good feeling, she can also produce beauty by pulling some distance.

"Where is Big Brother Bai's fairy town, I'll go see you when I'm free!" Yang Chan said.

"I live in Lingxiu Mountain, Xiniu Hezhou, this is my token!" Bai Fu smiled at Yang Chan, and after leaving the fast token, he left adrift.

Leaving Yang Chan, Bai Fu was not in a hurry to leave Huashan, he stood in the clouds, thinking about the pros and cons to avoid.

"The immortals of the famous immortal books must not be emotional, otherwise they will move the hearts of mortals, no matter who the object is, Heaven will punish them. Yang Jian in "Baolian Lantern", there are good and bad, I beat his sister's idea, I don't know if I got a helper or made an enemy......"

"The widow is sick, the widow is lustful! I beat Yang Chan's idea, in addition to the Baolian lamp, but also her beauty, simplicity and kindness, what is the matter with Yang Jian, that is, he brought the six Meishan brothers and 1,200 grass Kou to the door, with my current strength, I am not afraid of him!"

After Bai Fu thought about the meeting, he turned to the east, but he wanted to visit Chang'an and see the weather of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Huh!" When Bai Fu arrived in Chang'an, the sun was setting, and he was just about to go down, when he saw a group of Buddhists with golden light in their bodies, disguised as mortals, sprinkling and sweeping the entire street, leaving no dust at all.

"Damn, there is no spot, such a specification, this is a Buddhist saint who is about to come to Chang'an!" Bai Fu was startled, and quickly landed in a hidden place outside the city, and walked into Chang'an.

After finding an inn near the west gate and staying, Bai Fu sat on the windowsill, facing west, ready to pay homage to the remains of the Buddhist saints.

"Didn't these gods and Buddhas say that the mortal world should be far away? A Buddhist saint is not in the Elysium, but he comes to this red dust......

"Huh?" Bai Fu's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of something.

Sun Wukong was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, Wang Mang's rebellion just ended, the Eastern Han Dynasty was established, he was under the mountain for forty-two years, and the Eastern Han Dynasty also established fruit for forty-two years.

In the forty-second year of the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty reigned for ten years, and the name of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty was Yongping......

"In the tenth year of Yongping, Emperor Ming dreamed of a golden man, six feet long, solemn and beautiful, with a golden body, flying in the sky above the Jinluan Palace. After the Ming Emperor woke up, he asked the ministers to dream of the auspicious evil, Taifu Fu Yiyan said that the golden people were Buddhas, auspicious signs, and then the Ming Emperor of the Han Dynasty sent eighteen people to learn the scriptures, and the white horse camel returned to build the White Horse Temple......"

Bai Fu's eyes flickered, isn't it, today is the day when the official began to welcome Buddhism into the Eastern Land, is it too coincidental for him to come?

"I feel like I've been led by the nose by the Heavenly Dao again!" Bai Fu was a little depressed, not so much that he was chasing Zhu Bajie to the Southern Ganbu Continent, but that the Heavenly Dao arranged for Zhu Bajie to lead him to the Southern Ganbu Continent.

"If I don't want to come to Chang'an when I'm in Huashan, will there be new surprises?"

"What is the meaning of this so that I can witness this moment in history?"

"Is it for me to see the power of the saint, and not to hinder the journey to the west? If this is the case, then why is it so easy for me to steal the beam and change the pillar?"

"What does this Heavenly Dao mean to convey?"

Bai Fu grinned for a while, for the first time I felt that the words "heaven cannot be leaked" were so annoying, you did this, will you die if you give some hints!

"Wait and see what happens, first look at the excitement, and then count this matter as auspicious!" Bai Fu thought, leaving the windowsill, it is still early, as a Ming monarch, it is impossible for Emperor Ming of Han to go to bed so early, the Buddha wants to fall asleep, so early.

"Dongtu Shenzhou, the emperor has the protection of dragon energy, and the faint monarch can make the evil demon ward off, like Emperor Ming, a Ming monarch really needs a saint to invade his dreams......"