Chapter 158, The Eight Sages of the Bamboo Forest

Pale sat quietly on the chair and looked at Qin Yan, although Qin Yan seemed to be asleep, but with Qin Yan's means, the cell couldn't stop him, not to mention the ropes, and he had to beware of his drugs or something. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info after all, he is also a person who has been fooled once.

So Pale took out a handkerchief, soaked it in cold water, and covered his mouth and nose. Qin Yan, who was asleep, frowned quietly a little, and then let go again.

One night, Qin Yan was quietly stared at by the Pale Room, so that he had no chance at all, and the next day, Qin Yan was called to the Yamen by the Pale Room again. and also received ten taels of silver.

When he got the silver, he did not return home, but went to the sea, and every time, when he was in a bad mood, he would come to see the sea and feel ..... Only with a broad mind can the sea accommodate all kinds of moods.

On the seashore, thousands of sails are surging, and the sound of trumpets is constantly faintly heard, and huge oars, like centipedes, crawl on the water.

Looking at all this, Pale couldn't help but sigh softly again! Immediately, he turned his head again and looked behind him.

Meng Jingye walked over from behind, he was originally going to come here to see the sea view, after all, he hadn't seen what the sea was like, but he didn't expect to meet the person from last night here. Well, the vigilance is also very sharp!

"Is that you?" said the pale. His hands were already on the hilt of his sword. "You're stalking me?"

Meng Jingye shrugged her shoulders and said, "Why follow you? ”

Without waiting for him to say anything, he found a big rock, climbed on it, and looked into the distance. Meng Jingye said lightly: "I haven't seen the sea yet..... Isn't the sea the broadest?"

Pale was noncommittal, but he didn't have the heart to stay here with Meng Jingye anymore, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

At this time, Meng Jingye stopped him: "Wait a minute." ”

Pale turned around: "Something?"

"It's nothing, just chat!" Meng Jingye said with a smile. Now during the day, he found out that although this person had good martial arts, his clothes were a little old, and he was a little white. So, I couldn't help but become interested in this person.

Pale said quietly: "There is nothing to talk about." And then he left.

Meng Jingye looked at his back, and also felt a little interesting. If you say that he has no power, he can't be so young, and his martial arts are so strong, if you want to say that he has power, how can he even look like this......? Looks like I didn't have the money to pay me last night. It's not that you won't pay for it. Thinking about it, Meng Jingye also smiled and narrowed her eyes.

Meng Jingye stood on the reef and suddenly remembered that in his previous life, he happened to be in a small restaurant. I saw a TV series whose name I didn't know, and there was a person who said something that I still remember vividly. I can't help but feel it: "The east is adjacent to the Jieshi, to view the ....... of the sea"

Now, I still know what the sea looks like!

At this time, seven or eight young people in white Confucian robes, each with a feather fan in their hands, shook it gently, and slowly came towards Meng Jingye.

A man arched his hand to Meng Jingye on the reef and said, "The poem recited by Brother Ren is wonderful, dare to ask what is the name? ”

Meng Jingye was stunned, in fact, she didn't know what her name was. After all, I heard it in my previous life, but after all, I studied literature since I was a child in this life, so I casually said nonsense: "It's called Guanhai." ”

The people below suddenly realized, and then nodded to each other. One of the leaders invited Meng Jingye: "I'll wait for a few people to hold a small party in a nearby bamboo forest, and I hope that Brother Ren will not hesitate to appreciate the light! What does Brother Ren think?"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! I like to meet friends in Yiwen the most. Everyone, please!" Meng Jingye is fine anyway, isn't it just going to take a look. I feel that my knowledge is not bad, after all, the literary grade is also a person who can test talents.

Following them, chatting all the way, and without walking a few steps, they came to a bamboo pavilion. In the middle is a huge table, on which the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete, around the table, there are a lot of futons, and there are small tables next to the futons, on which there are wine and food. The dish is still steaming.

Meng Jingye followed them into the pavilion and saw that there were already many manuscripts full of words on the big table in the middle. There were also a lot of paper balls, which were thrown under the table.

Everyone sat on the futon and began to introduce themselves, and after their introduction, they knew that this was the eight great scribes of Moon City, known as the Eight Sages of the Bamboo Forest, but looking at their young age, they didn't know how much real material there was.

After everyone was introduced, Meng Jingye also introduced himself: "I am a disciple of Fan Yong, the great Confucian of Pingnan City, and I came to Moon City this time to visit my friend for many years, but my friend has already passed away, and my family doesn't know what happened, it's really ....... Alas!"

When everyone heard it, they were also embarrassed, although they didn't know who Fan Yong was, but when they heard that it was a great Confucian, they all expressed great respect. Although Meng Jingye flickered fiercely, he also took advantage of the situation that the major counties were acting independently and did not interfere with each other, and everyone actually didn't know much about who was in the other county governments and what happened, unless the matter was huge, or their own intelligence was extremely powerful.

Therefore, Meng Jingye became a student of Confucianism and talked with everyone. Four books and five classics, Meng Jingye has also memorized backwards since she was a child. With the help of the system, he basically never forgot it, so everyone saw that Meng Jingye was very knowledgeable, and his insights into the Four Books and Five Classics were also quite in place. also gladly accepted Meng Jingye.

After drinking a glass of wine with each other, they all got up and began to read the manuscripts on the table with each other.

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen's ........."

"Oh, Brother Zhang's sentence........... That's wonderful!"

Meng Jingye also echoed and said a lot of good things, which made everyone very happy.

At this time, someone asked Meng Jingye to write a copy as well. Meng Jingye excused herself a few times, but still agreed. After all, his calligraphy is also quite strong. It's not a shameful thing, so roll up your sleeves and start writing.

"Facing the Jieshi in the east, to watch the sea ........." in the previous life, the passage I heard was so vividly on the paper. It's okay to be literary. But they don't know much about writing poetry or anything like that, and they haven't studied it, so they don't want to be ugly anymore, so what if they don't get into a goof? So, since none of them have heard of this text, let's write this article myself.

Finally, the word Guanhai was written on the far right, and after blowing, he put down the pen. Backed away. The crowd immediately gathered around, and then the exclamation sounded again.

"Hmm. Brother Meng's strength is really good!"

"Poetry is good, calligraphy is better! ”

"Indeed, it makes me feel that this trip is worth it!"

Meng Jingye excused himself and said, "Where, where!"

After chatting with everyone for a while, Meng Jingye left under the pretext of excuse. After all, the chant is right for this kind of thing. It's not something I like to do, it's just a casual thing. Don't linger.

I walked out of the bamboo forest, went to the street, and halfway through, suddenly found a familiar figure.