On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the weather is clear, and the sun rarely breaks through the haze, shining down, and drying on people, there is a sense of laziness.

Today will be a good day.

As usual, Ye Jun was born very early. This kind of routine is very strict in the morning, and I won't oversleep. In fact, with his current state of spirit, he can wake up at any time, and he won't feel sleepy at all.

After waking up, I washed up, ate breakfast, and began to stretch my muscles and bones, and exercise. The means of exercise is still "Yongzi Eight Swords".

There is a difference between homework in the morning and meditation in the evening, out-of-body thinking, and simulating the control of a flying sword.

At this time, Ye Junmei would sit on the side, watching curiously with wide eyes, she felt that her brother was holding a branch and pointing to the east and west, how to say it, it was very strange.

Now for the identity of her brother, the girl is clear, and she couldn't help but be surprised at first, but now she feels happy - she has a brother who has the ability to take care of herself, which sister is not really happy and happy?

Laugh at!

The branches swirled, drawing a wonderful and eerie arc in the void, which actually inspired a sound of breaking the void, and then swung downward, pointed diagonally to the ground, and called it a day.

"Yongzi Eight Swords", "The point is horizontal and vertical, and the hook is folded." "The original form was the Eight Dao Sword Intent. Taught by the fox fairy in his dream, it was completely sealed in Ye Junsheng's Mud Pill Palace.

This magical power originally belonged to an alien thing, and it was not Ye Junsheng's own ability. It was only later that I continued to cultivate, stimulate, and open up, and only then did I assimilate and accept it little by little, and turn it into my own use.

In the end, the eight sword qi were unified, and it was condensed into the natal flying sword "Will Enter the Wine".

At this point, for Xiandao, it can be said that Ye Junsheng has officially stepped into the threshold and come into contact with another world of heaven and earth.

However, it does not mean that "Yongzi Eight Swords" has been completely eliminated and useless. On the contrary, because of the thorough understanding, the return to the roots, the full potential is explored, and at the same time, it has many uses, which can provide good auxiliary effects.

If you enter the wine, you can divide it into eight, forming a sword formation and enriching the means of attack.

The eight sword intents evolved one by one, and after sweating, he went to wash his hands.

"Brother, are you martial arts or supernatural powers?"

Ye Junmei asked curiously, in her mind, since it was martial arts, it should naturally be flying fists and feet, but if it was a supernatural power, it should also be like the flying sword displayed in the past.

Ye Junsheng smiled: "It is not only martial arts, but also supernatural powers." ”

Ye Junmei tilted his head, he still couldn't figure it out, so he simply ignored it and turned back to the house to do his own business.

Time has feet, and it passes lightly.

Thinking about the time, Ye Junsheng called his sister, went out to enter the inner city, met Zhang Shanzong and Liu Tianchen, and began to go to the Guo family manor to participate in the Spring Festival party.

This Guo family manor, but there are many places. The site used to hold the cultural meeting is not in the inner city, but outside the city to the east, there is a distance.

Seeing Ye Junmei, Zhang Shanzong and the others quietly felt amazed, and they didn't dare to make a mistake and treat each other politely.

In the east of Yangzhou City, there is a mountain, the name is called: Zhushan, not high.

As the name suggests, on the bamboo mountain, there are many bamboos planted all over the field, all kinds of types, hundreds of varieties, there are Xiangfei, there are Buddha belly, there are pansi...... Bamboo is one of the three friends of the cold year, not afraid of the cold winter, the branches and leaves are lush and green, green and secluded, and the scenery is very good.

The Guo family manor is located at the foot of Zhushan Mountain - in fact, the entire mountain belongs to the Guo family's property, and those bamboos are planted and cultivated at a huge cost, and there are special people to guard and care for them.

A bluestone avenue winds out, connecting with the official road outside Yangzhou.

The manor outside the city is set up in the Wenhui, on the one hand, the place is much wider, and on the other hand, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is pleasant, which is undoubtedly more in line with the aesthetics of the literati, and can also be regarded as a trip to the green.

There was a constant stream of carriages rushing to the manor.

Today's Guo family manor is basically fully open, and there is nothing to do with cards or the like, just ordering some servants to wait on the side and pay attention to the situation.

The constitution of the cultural meeting starts at noon, but the previous hour is free time. When the lunch is entertained, everyone will really be gathered, and the host will come forward and talk.

Anyway, it's free, uninhibited.

According to Ye Junsheng's understanding, the so-called literary meeting is probably a gathering in a circle, eating, drinking, and reciting poetry...... After they entered the manor, Zhang Shanzong immediately met many friends and immediately greeted them warmly.

Seeing Ye Junsheng's face, someone asked, Zhang Shanzong introduced him, and said that this name was Ye Feng, and the word "Junsheng" was born. When everyone listened, they didn't think much about it for a while, but just bowed and shouted "long admiration" and so on. As for what Jiuyang is, it is estimated that they don't know.

Ye Junmei sounded funny, she bet that the other party definitely didn't know her brother's true identity. In fact, there is nothing strange about it, the south and the north are separated by thousands of miles? Ye Junsheng is not the kind of big man who "moves the world", and it is normal that others don't know it.

Or, even if the name is familiar, if you don't pay attention to it, you can't think of it, and you just think that it has the same name and surname.

In this world, the information committee is very clogged, there are no photos, there is no direct video transmission, and only the cases of his name and no one are in the sea, not bad for Ye Junsheng.

At the same time, Zhang Shanzong did not point it out, but he wanted to wait for the Wenhui to really start, so that he would introduce it to the Guo family and cause better results.

This Zhang Shanzong, just an ordinary talent, is not talented, especially poetry, it is a short board, he participates in the Guo family's Spring Festival every year, but he is just a familiar face, and he has never been able to get his hands on it. Over time, he was even nicknamed "Mr. Nan Guo", and he was indiscriminate.

is ridiculed, unwilling, and always wants to save face through other ways. Since he really has no strengths, he has to rely on others.

"Shanzong, you're busy, I want to walk around. ”

Ye Junsheng made a request in a timely manner.

Zhang Shanzong smiled: "Okay, Junsheng, please take care of yourself." ”

Liu Tianchen also wanted to follow, but considering that Ye Junsheng still had a younger sister, he stopped. Stay with Zhang Shanzong and make more friends by the way.

Not long after, more than a dozen people who were familiar with Zhang Shanzong gathered together, chose a place to sit, and chatted with laughter.

As a foreigner, Liu Tianchen received some extra attention, and some people asked about the customs and customs of Jizhou.

Liu Tianchen had nothing to hide and answered one by one.

Someone else asked: "Brother Tianchen, since you belong to the Guanchen Academy, you must know Ye Junsheng." It is Ye Junsheng who is 'when is the bright moon'. ”

Ye Junsheng didn't do much, and there were only four poems that had been circulated. However, the four capitals are popular and the level is very high, so it can cause a wave of circulation in the south of the Yangtze River. One of them, "Water Tune Song Head", is regarded as a rare masterpiece.

Someone commented: "As soon as the water is adjusted, the words for the moon are exhausted." ”

The praise is endless, and some people even joke: Ye Junsheng is not authentic, the Mid-Autumn Festival wrote "Water Tune Song Head", and the Lantern Festival made a "Qingyu Case", which makes others write on the same festival? I am afraid that no matter what is written, once it is published, it will always be compared with these two long words. In comparison, the advantages and disadvantages will be different, and the flaws will be infinitely magnified...... It's so stressful!

Hearing this, Liu Tianchen coughed dryly, adjusted his throat, and said, "I naturally know." ”

"Well, this talent competition, I believe he was invited, I don't know when he will come down to Yangzhou. ”

"Actually, he's already off, uh, that guy just now. ”

Sure enough, several pairs of eyes were wide open, some surprised, some sudden, although there was not much surprise, but the strange mood fluctuations inevitably fluctuated, so that they could not be concealed.

It turned out that it was Ye Junsheng, he was really young, he didn't even show his beard, he was in his early twenties.

Poetry and articles, there are excellent works published every year, not to mention who is alone in the world, there is no such saying, since ancient times, "there is no first", on the contrary, it will be more unconvincing ideas. However, at such an age, he is so talented that he writes words that many people may not be able to do in a lifetime, and the meaning is very different.

"Well, what about this leaf...... Ye Gongzi people. ”

Looking around, there was no one in sight.

What Zhang Shanzong was looking forward to was this moment, to make some limelight in front of his friends, and said solemnly: "Junsheng has gone to enjoy the bamboo, and he will naturally come back later." ”

"I see, Shanzong, I didn't expect you to get acquainted with Ye Gongzi......"

"That's right, Shanzong, that's your mistake. Since you know Ye Gongzi, why didn't you introduce it clearly just now, tired me and other rude. ”

Rushes.

Zhang Shanzong's waist was a little straighter, his mouth was perfunctory, and his heart was really happy: Inviting Jun Shengsheng today will definitely be able to wash away the bad reputation of "Mr. Nanguo", so that the Guo family will value it.

At noon, the sun is shining brightly and warm, and occasionally there is a fresh breeze blowing the green bamboo leaves, rustling, and among them, there are unknown birds, jumping and chirping among the branches and leaves, gracefully turning into a song, a poetic and picturesque scene. People are thriving in it, and it can indeed inspire a lot of inspiration.

The literati are not pursuing blind enjoyment, but there is a real demand.

"Brother, this Zhuangzi is so beautiful. ”

Ye Junmei stood under a cluster of Xiang concubines and praised sincerely.

"It's really good. ”

Ye Junsheng looked around left and right, and echoed.

The manor here, whether it is the overall layout or the details of the setting, has undoubtedly spent a lot of ingenuity, carving decently, and without losing nature. Clusters of bamboo, each with its own characteristics, every other place, build a pavilion, can be rested, or enjoy the scenery.

Walking for a while, Huo Ran was cheerful in front of him, it was actually a lake, and its source, there was a mountain spring gushing out from the mountain wall, and the water was rattling.

There are lotus flowers planted in the lake, lotus leaves Tingting.

This lake is undoubtedly the finishing touch of the entire estate.

"Asked, the name of this lake is 'jackdaw', but unfortunately in the current winter, if the spring flowers bloom, there are many swans, mandarin ducks, etc. on the surface of the lake, adding to the vividness ......"

On the other side of the lake, a group of people walked slowly, and there were two people in the group, who were the second son of Ximen and Gu Wendao.

When the two sides approached, they immediately discovered each other's existence, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

(To be continued)