Chapter 37, on poetry and tea, drizzle and streamer
The first is to ask for support!
Sitting in the backyard of Muxian Nunnery, the red boy tasted tea and felt the surrounding environment, but frowned slightly. In addition to a faint demonic atmosphere, I think it is because the demons in the Muxian Nunnery have been swallowing the sun and the moon for a long time, and they can't hide their own breath.
However, there was still a faint Otogi essence in the air in the nunnery, but it surprised the red boy, and when the pores of his body breathed in the Otogi essence, he only felt a burst of comfort.
That Yimu essence is the most nourishing person, the function is to improve people's physique, improve cultivation, and stabilize the Tao. It's hard to find it anywhere else, but somehow it's found here.
Although the spirits in this nunnery are plants that have attained enlightenment, they are not strange flowers or innate spiritual objects, so how can they produce the essence of Otoki?
Strange! The red boy thought about it, but he became more curious about this wooden fairy hermitage, not to mention anything else, just the many prohibitions and formations in the nunnery had already aroused the red boy's interest.
"Ahem!"
A voice came, but the red boy turned his eyes to look, but saw the eighteen princes walking in from the courtyard gate on the side, followed by three people, namely a man in green clothes, an old man in black and a Taoist priest in green robes.
These three people are different from the eighteen males, the former one is frosty and rich, the second is green sideburns, and the third is humble and colorful. When the red boy saw this, he already knew the identity of the person who came.
"But let the good guest wait for a long time, forgive me for being lazy. ”
When he got closer, the eighteenth prince saluted the red boy and said with a smile on his face.
"Eighteen public words are heavy, it was Huoyun who came uninvited, and he bothered the seniors. Seeing this, the red boy also smiled slightly and stepped forward to salute.
"Come on, little friend, I'll introduce you to these three. ”
When the eighteenth prince heard the words of the red boy, he laughed, climbed up the pole, made an intimate gesture, stretched out his hand to hold the red boy, and introduced to the three people on the side: "This Huoyun Taoist friend is an extraordinary talent, he is already a heavenly immortal at a young age, and he is a famous family, and he has a family history. ”
Hearing the words of the Eighteenth Prince, the red boy almost didn't laugh, good guy, you old thing, how did I ever tell you that I was a famous family? Where did I get the family history? This is fooling me?
was just about to speak, but he heard the eighteenth prince pointing to the three on the side, and said to the red boy: "These three are also the true immortals in the Muxian Nunnery, just like the old man." The frosty one is lonely and straight, the green sideburners are volleyed, the humble one is called the clouds, and the old clumsy is called the Jinjie. ”
"Ahem!" Hearing the words of the Eighteenth Prince, the red boy couldn't hold back any longer, his face was flushed, but he pressed it down. There are turbulent waves in my heart, you old thing, Tian is shameless, a group of grass and tree spirits, and you dare to call yourself a moral true immortal?
It made the red boy unhappy, but he was silent, looked at the three of them slightly, and saluted the three of them separately.
"Shicai can listen to the words of the Eighteen Princes, but Huoyun Daoyou is a family scholar, knowledgeable from the past and the present, and extremely talented. ”
After the five of them finished the ceremony, they sat around the stone table, and Ling Xuzi looked at the red boy carefully, but suddenly spoke.
"Uh!" When the red boy heard this, he was startled at first, and then glanced at Ling Xuzi, and said with a slight smile: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, the kid just skimmed poetry and books, and he was a fool of the eighteenth seniors." ”
said that he was ashamed, but in his heart he was secretly scolding that Ling Xuzi, obviously trying to make himself ugly, and he didn't know his own heels, so he just made a temptation.
"Oh?"
Hearing the words of the red boy, the lonely straight man on the side and the fuyunsuo glanced at each other, their eyes flashed, and they looked at the red boy with a smile behind them, and said: "Huoyun Daoyou is polite, the four of us are in the countryside, and they have nothing to do on weekdays. It just so happens that Huoyun Daoyou is proficient in music and rhythm, why don't I wait here to discuss poetry, wouldn't it be happy!"
"Great goodness!" Hearing the words of the lonely and straightforward public, the other three also echoed it, and even the red-bearded boy on the side smiled when he heard it.
"This?"
When the red boy heard this, his face was embarrassed, and then he glanced at the four of them, and saw that the four of them were also looking at him with a heartfelt face. But he sighed softly, then nodded slightly, and said, "Since the four seniors have this Yaxing, how dare Huoyun disobey?"
It made the four people on the side surprised for a while, and the red-bearded boy on the side saw this, but looked at the red boy with a sneer.
"I don't know how the predecessors discussed the Fa?" Seeing this, the red boy was indifferent, glanced at Ling Kongzi, and then asked.
"This?"
Although the volley is easy to show, but the original intention is just to make the red boy ugly, but he didn't expect him to agree so easily, but he didn't know how to be good for a while.
"Ahem!"
Seeing this, Fu Yunsuo on the side said: "Why don't we wait for a question and write a poem according to the title, and then see whose good sentence is the best, then the winner, what?"
"Such a great goodness!" the Ling Kongzi heard this, but he quickly nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, the red boy smiled slightly, and then said, "Then please ask the seniors to come up with the questions." ”
"This?" Fu Yunsu saw that the red boy had a confident look, but his eyelids jumped, and he glanced at the three of them on the side.
When the three of them saw this, they understood it and spread it privately. After a little exchange, the eighteenth prince spoke again: "This time, let's use the word 'spring' as the title, okay? But if you want to write something with the charm of spring, you can." ”
"Oh?" Red Boy frowned slightly when he heard this, but he glanced at everyone on the side, and saw that the red-bearded boy was looking at him with a smug face, but he was smiling secretly in his heart.
Although a few years have passed, the name of Huoyun Dao people has naturally spread in the countries of the Western Regions, and his brilliant reputation has been sung by many famous families.
Come to think of it, the spirits in this Muxian Nunnery don't leave the house on weekdays, and only bounce around in the thorn ridge of their own house, otherwise why haven't they heard of their own reputation?
The red boy smiled secretly in his heart, and the poetry test with the traverser was simply the hanging of the Immortal Emperor, who had gone through nine years of compulsory education and the college entrance examination with blood and tears, who was afraid of these small problems.
Thinking about it, the red boy looked at the grass and trees on the side, his eyes drifted over a plate of emerald green in the corner of the wall, but his pupils shrank, and then he smiled slightly: "I passed through the Thorn Ridge, saw the mountains full of new green, and the drizzle, but it was an occasional sentence, which just matched the topic of the predecessors." I said it and appreciated it with my predecessors, and Huoyun was ugly. ”
Without looking at the expressions of a few people, he glanced at the tender green in the corner of the wall, pondered slightly, and said:
"The drizzle is wet, and the grass grows with hatred every year. The smoke lock Fenglou is infinite, boundless, and the mirror is broken.
The soul dream is melodious, and he sleeps on the Yang Huaman embroidery bed. Bo Lian does not come to the door to half-cover, the slanting sun. Bear you a few lines of tears. ”
"Shhh
"Good!"
"Good!"
Hearing the words of the red boy, a few people who had seen the red boy thinking hard and with a little contempt on their faces were shocked and inexplicable at the moment, unconsciously, but they exclaimed in unison.
"Seeing a smile and laughing, clumsy and shoddy, I also ask your seniors to evaluate it. Seeing this, the red boy smiled slightly, and ignored the gaffes of several people, and sat aside and drank tea.
"Dare to ask sir, such a good sentence, but it is not like the poems we learn on weekdays, I don't know where it was transmitted?
After a long time, those people came back to their senses, and looked at the red boy with complicated eyes, even the red-bearded boy was also full of amazement at the moment. However, Fu Yunsuo sat down again, and couldn't wait to ask.
"Huh. ”
Hearing the words of Fu Yunsuo, the red boy smiled lightly, glanced at everyone again, and saw the looks of several people, but said: "This is not the song of today, but there is a god dynasty in the distance, called 'there is a bear'." This is its country slang song, for people to sing every day, I just according to its tune, the lyrics. Then it made the seniors laugh. This song, the name of the word plate is 'Nanxiangzi'. ”
"Shhh
When everyone on the side heard this, they were even more amazed, and their eyes at the red boy were even more awe-inspiring. This is only to blame for these spirits of the Muxian Nunnery who stay at home on weekdays, although they occasionally go to those human countries to steal some poetry and classics, but after all, they are very limited.
Otherwise, how could the red boy use a yuan song to fool him? There is Xiong Xuanyuan? Although the Shao music created by Emperor Shun is music, it is also a dance, but the country goblins have never seen the world, and that Shao music is the court ritual music, which is difficult for ordinary people to see, so I don't know.
"What a 'slanting sun, bear you a few lines of tears'!" At this moment, a pleasant female voice came......