As soon as these two lines of poetry came out, the entire elegant seat was quiet, and Ye Qing didn't care, and continued to chant poetry!

The rocks and mountains are crossed, and the peaks and peaks are also dense.

I am quite familiar with the immortals, and I learned flying art here.

Once towards the sky and sea, the stone room is empty for ten thousand years.

The golden stove is smoky, and the jade pond is secret.

At this point, the elegant seat was immediately moved, and heard someone instruct: "Come! Remove these screens, let me see which virtuous person it is!"

Listening to someone's answer, in the blink of an eye, the screen was moved to the wall, and in an instant, the seat was opened, revealing its original face.

I saw that on the opposite seat, there was a young man, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a grim expression, looking over as if he was not smiling, and just as he was about to speak, he listened to Ye Qing continue to groan

Ancient relics of plants and trees, Tinghan old Zhishu.

Jian Yu envy climbs, because he wants to be idle.

The wonders are all over the mountains, and the mountains are incomparable.

Send green pines to the heart, and always realize the customer's affection.

The meaning of this poem is that looking at the Taiping Mountain on the side of Taiping Lake, the ancestral hall of Longjun is in the air, the white clouds are slow, the cliffs are towering, and the lush green.

Legend has it that many immortals studied Taoism here, soared to the heavens and the sea, and remained empty for tens of thousands of years, and the stove of Jindan was covered with dust, and the waterhole covered the mysterious face.

The world is long, but only the grass and trees grow, I have traveled all over the five mountains, and there is no place that can be compared with this mountain.

I came here to be of the same heart as Qingsong, but I realized the truth.

This poem was not written by Ye Qing, it was nothing more than a modification of a few innocuous words to adapt to the current environment, but Li Bai has the reputation of a poet, and everything he does has Taoism, this line of poetry came out one after another, and what the young man was going to say suddenly went to his throat and swallowed it again.

At this moment, the other people in the elegant seat all came back to their senses and praised in unison: "Good, good poetry!"

At this time, at another table, a middle-aged man stood up: "Good poem, look at your clothes, you are already a child, you are not very old, right?"

Although this middle-aged man was wearing civilian clothes, his expression was majestic and graceful, and as soon as he spoke, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone knew that this person must be a nobleman.

When Ye Qing saw it, he bowed and saluted: "Don't dare, the student is Ye Qing, a child of the Ye clan in Pingshou County, this time he participated in the children's test, and he was lucky to win, so he came here to study. ”

"You have such talent, what is the crime?" The middle-aged man waved his hand, tasted it again and again, and commanded: "You can inscribe this poem on paper, announce it on the wall, and pass it on to the name!"

"Your Excellency has a life, how dare you disobey?" This is a chance to make a name for yourself, Ye Qing replied happily, and the shopkeeper had arrived at this time, and hurriedly ordered: "Why don't you quickly put pen and ink on this son?"

In fact, there was one on the elegant seat, and the guy hurriedly went up to spread paper and polish ink.

Seeing this situation, the previous young man was unhappy and was about to speak, but when he saw a middle-aged man pull his sleeve, the young man felt a pang in his heart and did not speak.

After a while, I listened to the crowd cheering: "Good words, good words!"

The shopkeeper was even more overjoyed, and said: "Ye Gongzi can give Mobao, with this good poem, your consumption in this store is all free." ”

And when he had spoken, he commanded that the paper should be set and put on the wall.

The young man snorted, didn't even need to eat, and waved his sleeves away,

When the group returned to a big hotel and entered the house, the young man asked, "Mr. Kou, what's wrong?

Mr. Kou hurriedly bowed and said: "Childe, this Ye Tongsheng is a trivial matter, but that person is not a small person, if I don't think badly, it is the county order of this county, and he was born in the same Jinshi!"

"Childe is not afraid, but why should he conflict with this person for such a trivial matter?"

"Tong Jinshi!" The young man glanced at it, frowned, looked out of the courtyard, and said for a long time: "This time, I came with Mr. Dai's guidance to ask for an opportunity, and that's it, this matter is over." ”

Originally, Childe listened to the advice, and he was happy because he was happy, but when Mr. Kou heard this "Mr. Dai", he couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, so he said: "Childe can't be arbitrary, this kid is a trivial matter, but the maid next to him is not small." ”

"I have physiognomy, I can see that this woman is the bone of inner charm, and the appearance of a prosperous husband and a prosperous lord, if the son gets her, I think the imperial examination will also add some help in the future——"

Speaking of this, Mr. Kou suddenly felt that he had said it, coughed, and stopped talking.

When the boy heard this, his eyes lit up, but he said coldly: "I know the truth, don't say this in advance...... You first go and meet the head of the trading company in this county, and say that Ben Gongzi asked him to pay 20,000 silver for filial piety - Ben Gongzi is useful for himself. ”

"If you give the money, he can report it to the clan, I don't care, but now if it goes against my orders - you take the guards and kill him directly. ”

Mr. Kou listened and responded: "Yes!"

"According to my original words, without your business, the responsibility will not be held accountable to you!" Childe said slowly: "I am not a person of extravagance, I may not have used up 20,000 silver in the past ten years." ”

"But now when you are doing great things, you can't be stingy with money, and I know better than you what you should and what rules you should not use. ”

"Also, don't treat me as a suspicious villain, I can't see other people's talents, if before, it would be too late for me to make friends, but now that there are more people who are good at poetry, I always feel a little ominous. Speaking of this, the young man frowned a little and waved his hand: "You go down to do something!"

When Mr. Kou heard this, he was immediately sweaty and heavy, and he didn't say anything anymore, just stood up and responded: "Yes!"

Seeing that Childe had nothing to say, he slowly retreated.

At this time, the shopkeeper took a few guys and personally led Ye Qing to a private room, although it was one, it was actually divided into two rooms.

Ye Qing rested for a while, lying on the quilt at will, thinking about it, he was a little disappointed in his heart, the middle-aged man just now was not Long Jun, this can be clearly distinguished, this is an official.

Although fame as an official is also good for increasing luck, it is not much, because luck is not fame.

Fame can also be transformed into luck, but this has an exchange ratio of about fifty times, think about it, and know that fame is that some people have heard of it, some people appreciate it, but these are not easy to transform into substantial support, and only substantial support will have luck response.

Ye Qing thought of this, sighed, and took out a book on the table, this is a book of "Different Phases", flipping through it, this book is to describe the adventures of scholars, ghosts and gods help each other, and the jade girl sends herself to the door and other stories, which are written movingly, and they are also widely spread among the people, and they are deeply loved, but these can rarely be transformed into luck.

With this, the author can solve the problem of food and clothing, it is good, Ye Qing looked at it casually, and gradually fell into a trance.

Ye Qing suddenly felt that he was in a courtyard, with fallen leaves all over the ground, bamboo shoots coming out, stone tables and stone piers, and the scenery was quite quiet and moving.

A girl in a green cloth skirt looked out of the window, her expression was quiet.

Ye Qing couldn't help but lighten his steps, looked up, and saw that this woman was both strange and familiar.

This girl's eyebrows are like horizontal hair, her eyes are like autumn waves, her face is beautiful, and she has a jinghai cloth skirt, but the most attractive thing is the artistic conception of a full moon that permeates her body.

The girl's footsteps moved slightly, and she only took a slow step, and came to Ye Qing's side, and smiled "poof": "Childe hasn't seen you for a long time, have you forgotten Qianqian?"

"It's you, Qianqian, you've changed so much, I don't dare to admit it!" Ye Qing smiled bitterly and said calmly.

Qianqian was noncommittal, staring at him: "Childe, no matter how I change, I am your person, I haven't seen you for a long time, let's take a walk, how many years have I not walked like this?"

Speaking, he just walked slowly and slowly, with an elegant posture, which made people only feel that this autumn water Yiren was in the posture of ice and snow and the full moon was the soul.

Ye Qing's heart was relaxed, and he only wanted to extend this moment for a long time.

However, after only a few steps, there was a fog in front of him, and Yiren disappeared, Ye Qing was shocked and shouted: "Qianqian, Qianqian, where have you been?"

Just walked a few steps, and felt ominous, this garden is still the original garden, but everywhere overturned, rocks piled up, obviously barren for a long time.

The sky was dark, and he couldn't tell whether it was dawn or dusk, just silence, but it made him feel an indescribable sense of loss.

Following a premonition, Ye Qing ran straight to one place.

After passing a courtyard, at a glance, I saw Qianqian leaning against the pillar, she was wearing a white dress, with a long green silk scattered draped on her body, lying on her side.

A long sword was held in Qianqian's hand, but at this time, only half of the sword body was left, and the rest was gone.

Ye Qing didn't have time to think about it, so he ran straight and pulled her body into his arms.

At this moment, I only felt a coldness in my arms, and my heart sank suddenly, and I hurriedly brushed aside the green silk on Qianqian's face, the degenerated and beautiful and clear face, and at this moment there was still a smile, but it was pale.

For a moment, Ye Qing felt that his breathing had stopped.

Qianqian's face was originally not beautiful, but since she was sixteen years old, she has degenerated, and gradually she is naturally beautiful, smiling and pleasant, so that the people who accompany her are always like a spring breeze.

Only at this moment, everything is just quiet.

Ye Qing looked at her in a daze, and suddenly, an indescribable sense of loss and pain poured out, with the most blazing violence.

Qianqian is dead.

Who is it and for what?

As soon as this thought came to him, there was an answer in the dark, and this answer took his breath away.

Anger, hatred, and enlightenment all erupted from my heart in an instant, turning into a flame like a red lotus - am I not strong enough, so I want her to sacrifice for me?

So how strong is it enough?

Before the catastrophe?

"Childe, childe...... Why did you sleep so badly...... Wake up!"

Feeling pushed by a pair of hands, Ye Qing shivered, woke up, took a closer look, he was still on the bed of the hotel, a book fell not far away, the breeze came in through the window, Qianqian was staring at herself worriedly, pushing herself with her hands!

Thinking back to the dream, as if in his eyes, Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, gradually came back to his senses, pulled Qianqian, and said, "It's okay, it's just a nightmare." ”

It's just that the drooping eyes are getting deeper and deeper.