Chapter 602
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"Bai Ji, do you want to enter the pagoda of futu?"
Xu Qi'an leads the little mare and stops under the archway at the foot of the mountain. He ties the little mare to the pillar and asks little white fox for advice.
"No! The empress said, "I come out this time with experience and knowledge." The young voice of little white fox said serious words.
As a result, an idea flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind:
put it together with xiaodouding. I don't know what kind of spark it will produce.
It will be beaten very miserably... Xu Qi said with ease.
"Is your mother beautiful?"
Xu Qi'an helps the princess get off the horse...
"Beautiful." Bai Ji soft Ru's voice calls a way.
Xu Qi'an noticed that mu Nanzhi gave himself a cold slant.
You don't really have everything... He has a choice.
Two people and a fox left the little mare at the foot of the mountain, picked up the steps, Qingyun Mountain lush vegetation, even in such a cold winter, you can see large green.
Seeing that she enjoyed the scenery along the way with great interest, Xu Qi'an said:
"the flowers and trees here are nourished by Haoran Zhengqi all the year round. Different from the plants outside, there are some variations. Even in winter... "
mu Nanzhi interrupted coldly:" I need you to explain? "
I almost forgot that you are the reincarnation of flower god! Xu Qian immediately shut up.
With the rank of Mu Nanzhi, I'm afraid I can see the clue at the first sight.
The identity of flower god reincarnation, Xu Qian has not mentioned, pretending that he does not know.
Mu Nanzhi thought he didn't know.
They have a very high tacit understanding, as if they are an old husband and wife who have lived together for many years, living a life of mutual understanding without too much communication.
Soon after, they came to the Academy along the mountain steps. Xu Qi'an first visited the three great Confucians, his nominal teachers.
The three great Confucians entertained Xu Qian in the quiet and elegant attic.
"Ning Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
Zhang Shen, Xu's new year's teacher and great scholar, greets with a smile and turns to Mu Nanzhi: "this is..."
"this is my wife who hasn't been through the door." Xu Qi'an introduced this.
The three great Confucians all showed a surprised expression, even mu Nanzhi, also stunned side face, staring at Xu Qian.
Mu Nanzhi quickly put her hands together and launched a counterattack:
"I'm a monk, so I don't want to talk nonsense, which spoils my reputation."
Little white fox squatted on the tea table, looked up at her and said, "Auntie, where does a monk get a good reputation? You should say, don't break the poor nun's practice."
Mu Nanzhi's backhand is a fierce chestnut, and his anger turns to anger:
"you know more.
"Would you like to set up a stage for you to perform for three days and three nights?"
Bai Ji is young, just in the state of half a bucket of water jingling, very expressive. It is not a two time demolition of Mu Nanzhi's platform, although it does not have this consciousness.
See four men are staring at their own look, mu Nanzhi feel some shame, huff up and leave.
"Auntie, wait for me..."
little white fox jumped off the table in a hurry, shaking its hairy tail, like a kitten abandoned by its owner, anxiously catching up.
Xu Qi'an watched one person and one fox leave, shaking his head and sighing:
"I'm a married woman with a bad temper. I'm about the same age as my aunt..... Alas, I'll forgive you, teachers."
And married?!
How old can you be a mother?!
The three great scholars looked at Xu Qian as if there were more things in their eyes.
"This time I came to visit the three teachers, I wanted to ask for some magic arts of" following the way you say it. "
Xu Qi'an rubbed his hands and felt sorry for his white whoring.
The reason why he wanted the magic of the three great Confucians, not Zhao Shou, was that he could bear the backfire of Sipin's "following his words".
However, president Zhao Shousan's peak is only one step away from entering the real "great Confucian" realm. This level of magic backfires, and Xu Qi'an can't stand it.
"Magic
"That's it
"It's not a matter, it's not a matter!"
The three great Confucians showed a kind and friendly smile in turn, rubbed their hands and said:
"is there any new work for Ning banquet recently?"
"No!" Xu Qian shakes his head regretfully, and then wants to explain a few words.
Unexpectedly, the three great Confucians immediately put away their friendly smile and showed the expression of "we met by chance", saying: "Confucian magic is not passed on to outsiders, please come back, Xu Yinluo, don't make us embarrassed."
This, this becomes Xu Yingong? It's too true. You just want to whore my poem... Xu HSI an Tucao in his heart, and immediately feel that he is not qualified to make complaints about others.He pondered for a moment and said, "all of a sudden, Wensi springs up."
In the three great Confucians eyes suddenly bright, straight waist, make listening, serious posture.
Xu Qi'an said slowly:
"last year and today, in this gate, people's faces and peach blossoms were red."
The three great Confucians listened attentively, chewing the first two sentences in their hearts.
These two poems highlight the deep impression of memory, clear to "today". In the second half of the sentence, the human face and peach blossom let the three great Confucians know that what he wanted to write was related to love.
As talented scholars, they have a strong appreciation of poetry.
Judging from this poem, we should take the way of artistic conception and emotion, which is different from the poem "fragrance floating at dusk".
Even according to the foreshadowing of the first two poems, the three great Confucians either wrote poems in their minds or speculated on the emotional trend of the second half of the poem.
Xu Qi'an turned to look out of the window and said in a low voice:
"people don't know where to go, peach blossom still laughs at the spring breeze!"
The three great Confucians were silent and chewing. They felt melancholy for no reason.
Setting off the beauty with peach blossoms and foreshadowing with the time of "last year", after the second half of the song comes out, people will feel a sense of "things are right and people are wrong".
If you are a sentimental person, you will feel dejected.
"Good poem, if this poem is spread out, it will be deeply loved and respected by the headmistress of Jiaofang."
Zhang Shen caressed Xu with emotion.
This kind of obviously sentimental poem can best hit the soft heart of a woman in the world.
"With this poem, Ning banquet can be consumed wantonly in Jiaofang department without spending a cent."
Li mubai praised.
"Ningyan is a poem written for Fuxiang. If you spread it, all the girls in the Department of Jiaofang will shed tears for your affection."
Chen Tai sighed.
Xu Qian's eyes turned: "this poem has no name, so I have to trouble three teachers to help."
As the voice fell, the three great Confucians breathed heavily. They looked at each other with vigilance and distrust.
Seeing this, Xu Qi'an got up and bowed: "I have something else to look for the dean. Goodbye."
Out of the attic.
...
he looked outside for a moment, but didn't see mu Nanzhi. In Qingyun Mountain, he didn't have to worry too much, so he didn't look for mu Nanzhi.
Xu Qian passed through the "school district" and "dormitory district" with ease. He walked back to the mountain for a long time until the sound of bamboo leaves rustling in the wind.
In front of my eyes, I saw a green bamboo forest mixed with withered yellow.
And the small attic in the bamboo forest.
President Zhao Shou had been standing in the fence yard in front of the attic, waiting for a long time.
"I just went to see three gentlemen." Xu Qian bows.
Zhao Shou also a gift, now Xu Qi'an, with his equal qualifications.
"Respect the teacher and respect the way." Zhao Shou praised with a smile.
He knew that the three great scholars were Xu Qi'an's nominal teachers.
Xu Qi'an looked at him and said, "I wrote poems for them, but I didn't name them."
The smile on Zhao Shou's face slowly disappeared.
"That's all. Let's be frank. What can I do for you?" Zhao Shou pinches his eyebrows. I have to deal with the mess later.
"Why did Duke Wei seal the God of witchcraft?" Xu Qi'an had something to say.
Zhao Shou made a "please" gesture: "come in and have a talk."
When they entered the room, Zhao Shou took a look at the empty coffee table and said, "there should be tea here."
A flash of light, tea table more than two cups of steaming tea.
Is that ok? Xu Qian was stunned.
Xin said that I underestimated the Confucianists.
Seeing his doubts, Zhao Shou explained with a smile:
"it's not out of thin air. It's just that he summoned people nearby to drink tea with magic."
He glanced at the teacup and said, "good. I haven't been drunk."
If I go to bed at night and say in bed: there should be a wife here.
Can you summon other people's wives? Hey, hey, hey.
Xu Qi'an said with a sincere face: "Dean, please give me a few words with the magic."
Zhao Shou sipped a sip of tea and said with a smile:
"because the power of the Confucian sage is passing away, the sorcerer is about to break away from the seal. In order to avoid the death of the Central Plains and even Kyushu, Wei Yuan chose to sacrifice himself to strengthen the seal of the Confucian sage."
Xu Qi'an restrained his thoughts and gazed at Zhao Shou deeply:
"you know that's not what I want to ask.
"Why did the Confucian sage seal the God of witchcraft, and why did he seal the God of witchcraft? The old man of Tiangu and Xu Pingfeng tried to win their fortune in order to strengthen the seal.
"Because the sculptures of Confucian saints under the abyss of Southern Xinjiang are also split. The cultivation of Confucianists is related to Qi Yun, and the Confucian sage bears Qi Yun. Therefore, the old man Tiangu thinks that if he takes a share of Qi Yun, he can strengthen the seal."Because it shares the same source with the power of Confucian saints."
Zhao Shou was silent for a while, but he didn't reply. He nodded and said:
"Gu Shen is an ancient god and devil. It doesn't pity the common people, and its nature is murderous and aggressive. Such a fierce object naturally needs to be sealed. I don't need to say more about how terrible it is for a super enemy to invade the Central Plains. "
Xu Qi'an shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"Dean, I'm a criminal, don't make logic in front of me.
"In order not to be occupied by the Central Plains, so seal the God of witchcraft. However, the existence of witches was much earlier than that of Confucian saints.
"If the witches wanted to occupy the Central Plains, the Central Plains would have been the world of witchcraft. The reason why the Confucian sage sealed the God of witchcraft is not so simple. "
Zhao Shou was silent.
Xu Qi'an continued:
"since the end of the age of gods and demons, there have been five super products, namely Confucian sage, witch God, Gu God, Buddha and Taoist priest. Confucian sages are the youngest, appear the latest and die the earliest.
"To seal the God of witchcraft for the safety of the Central Plains is not tenable.
"Besides, Buddhism also covets the Central Plains. According to your logic, does the Confucian sage also want to seal the Buddha?"
Xu Qian stares at Zhao Shou aggressively.
The room was quiet. After a moment of confrontation in silence, Zhao Shou said slowly:
"who told you that the Confucian sage did not seal the Buddha?"
For a moment, Xu Qi'an felt that there was electric current on his back and his scalp was numb.
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"Bai Ji, do you want to enter the pagoda of futu?"
Xu Qi'an leads the little mare and stops under the archway at the foot of the mountain. He ties the little mare to the pillar and asks little white fox for advice.
"No! The empress said, "I come out this time with experience and knowledge." The young voice of little white fox said serious words.
As a result, an idea flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind:
put it together with xiaodouding. I don't know what kind of spark it will produce.
It will be beaten very miserably... Xu Qi said with ease.
"Is your mother beautiful?"
Xu Qi'an helps the princess get off the horse...
"Beautiful." Bai Ji soft Ru's voice calls a way.
Xu Qi'an noticed that mu Nanzhi gave himself a cold slant.
You don't really have everything... He has a choice.
Two people and a fox left the little mare at the foot of the mountain, picked up the steps, Qingyun Mountain lush vegetation, even in such a cold winter, you can see large green.
Seeing that she enjoyed the scenery along the way with great interest, Xu Qi'an said:
"the flowers and trees here are nourished by Haoran Zhengqi all the year round. Different from the plants outside, there are some variations. Even in winter... "
mu Nanzhi interrupted coldly:" I need you to explain? "
I almost forgot that you are the reincarnation of flower god! Xu Qian immediately shut up.
With the rank of Mu Nanzhi, I'm afraid I can see the clue at the first sight.
The identity of flower god reincarnation, Xu Qian has not mentioned, pretending that he does not know.
Mu Nanzhi thought he didn't know.
They have a very high tacit understanding, as if they are an old husband and wife who have lived together for many years, living a life of mutual understanding without too much communication.
Soon after, they came to the Academy along the mountain steps. Xu Qi'an first visited the three great Confucians, his nominal teachers.
The three great Confucians entertained Xu Qian in the quiet and elegant attic.
"Ning Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
Zhang Shen, Xu's new year's teacher and great scholar, greets with a smile and turns to Mu Nanzhi: "this is..."
"this is my wife who hasn't been through the door." Xu Qi'an introduced this.
The three great Confucians all showed a surprised expression, even mu Nanzhi, also stunned side face, staring at Xu Qian.
Mu Nanzhi quickly put her hands together and launched a counterattack:
"I'm a monk, so I don't want to talk nonsense, which spoils my reputation."
Little white fox squatted on the tea table, looked up at her and said, "Auntie, where does a monk get a good reputation? You should say, don't break the poor nun's practice."
Mu Nanzhi's backhand is a fierce chestnut, and his anger turns to anger:
"you know more.
"Would you like to set up a stage for you to perform for three days and three nights?"
Bai Ji is young, just in the state of half a bucket of water jingling, very expressive. It is not a two time demolition of Mu Nanzhi's platform, although it does not have this consciousness.
See four men are staring at their own look, mu Nanzhi feel some shame, huff up and leave.
"Auntie, wait for me..."
little white fox jumped off the table in a hurry, shaking its hairy tail, like a kitten abandoned by its owner, anxiously catching up.
Xu Qi'an watched one person and one fox leave, shaking his head and sighing:
"I'm a married woman with a bad temper. I'm about the same age as my aunt..... Alas, I'll forgive you, teachers."
And married?!
How old can you be a mother?!
The three great scholars looked at Xu Qian as if there were more things in their eyes.
"This time I came to visit the three teachers, I wanted to ask for some magic arts of" following the way you say it. "
Xu Qi'an rubbed his hands and felt sorry for his white whoring.
The reason why he wanted the magic of the three great Confucians, not Zhao Shou, was that he could bear the backfire of Sipin's "following his words".
However, president Zhao Shousan's peak is only one step away from entering the real "great Confucian" realm. This level of magic backfires, and Xu Qi'an can't stand it.
"Magic
"That's it
"It's not a matter, it's not a matter!"
The three great Confucians showed a kind and friendly smile in turn, rubbed their hands and said:
"is there any new work for Ning banquet recently?"
"No!" Xu Qian shakes his head regretfully, and then wants to explain a few words.
Unexpectedly, the three great Confucians immediately put away their friendly smile and showed the expression of "we met by chance", saying: "Confucian magic is not passed on to outsiders, please come back, Xu Yinluo, don't make us embarrassed."
This, this becomes Xu Yingong? It's too true. You just want to whore my poem... Xu HSI an Tucao in his heart, and immediately feel that he is not qualified to make complaints about others.He pondered for a moment and said, "all of a sudden, Wensi springs up."
In the three great Confucians eyes suddenly bright, straight waist, make listening, serious posture.
Xu Qi'an said slowly:
"last year and today, in this gate, people's faces and peach blossoms were red."
The three great Confucians listened attentively, chewing the first two sentences in their hearts.
These two poems highlight the deep impression of memory, clear to "today". In the second half of the sentence, the human face and peach blossom let the three great Confucians know that what he wanted to write was related to love.
As talented scholars, they have a strong appreciation of poetry.
Judging from this poem, we should take the way of artistic conception and emotion, which is different from the poem "fragrance floating at dusk".
Even according to the foreshadowing of the first two poems, the three great Confucians either wrote poems in their minds or speculated on the emotional trend of the second half of the poem.
Xu Qi'an turned to look out of the window and said in a low voice:
"people don't know where to go, peach blossom still laughs at the spring breeze!"
The three great Confucians were silent and chewing. They felt melancholy for no reason.
Setting off the beauty with peach blossoms and foreshadowing with the time of "last year", after the second half of the song comes out, people will feel a sense of "things are right and people are wrong".
If you are a sentimental person, you will feel dejected.
"Good poem, if this poem is spread out, it will be deeply loved and respected by the headmistress of Jiaofang."
Zhang Shen caressed Xu with emotion.
This kind of obviously sentimental poem can best hit the soft heart of a woman in the world.
"With this poem, Ning banquet can be consumed wantonly in Jiaofang department without spending a cent."
Li mubai praised.
"Ningyan is a poem written for Fuxiang. If you spread it, all the girls in the Department of Jiaofang will shed tears for your affection."
Chen Tai sighed.
Xu Qian's eyes turned: "this poem has no name, so I have to trouble three teachers to help."
As the voice fell, the three great Confucians breathed heavily. They looked at each other with vigilance and distrust.
Seeing this, Xu Qi'an got up and bowed: "I have something else to look for the dean. Goodbye."
Out of the attic.
...
he looked outside for a moment, but didn't see mu Nanzhi. In Qingyun Mountain, he didn't have to worry too much, so he didn't look for mu Nanzhi.
Xu Qian passed through the "school district" and "dormitory district" with ease. He walked back to the mountain for a long time until the sound of bamboo leaves rustling in the wind.
In front of my eyes, I saw a green bamboo forest mixed with withered yellow.
And the small attic in the bamboo forest.
President Zhao Shou had been standing in the fence yard in front of the attic, waiting for a long time.
"I just went to see three gentlemen." Xu Qian bows.
Zhao Shou also a gift, now Xu Qi'an, with his equal qualifications.
"Respect the teacher and respect the way." Zhao Shou praised with a smile.
He knew that the three great scholars were Xu Qi'an's nominal teachers.
Xu Qi'an looked at him and said, "I wrote poems for them, but I didn't name them."
The smile on Zhao Shou's face slowly disappeared.
"That's all. Let's be frank. What can I do for you?" Zhao Shou pinches his eyebrows. I have to deal with the mess later.
"Why did Duke Wei seal the God of witchcraft?" Xu Qi'an had something to say.
Zhao Shou made a "please" gesture: "come in and have a talk."
When they entered the room, Zhao Shou took a look at the empty coffee table and said, "there should be tea here."
A flash of light, tea table more than two cups of steaming tea.
Is that ok? Xu Qian was stunned.
Xin said that I underestimated the Confucianists.
Seeing his doubts, Zhao Shou explained with a smile:
"it's not out of thin air. It's just that he summoned people nearby to drink tea with magic."
He glanced at the teacup and said, "good. I haven't been drunk."
If I go to bed at night and say in bed: there should be a wife here.
Can you summon other people's wives? Hey, hey, hey.
Xu Qi'an said with a sincere face: "Dean, please give me a few words with the magic."
Zhao Shou sipped a sip of tea and said with a smile:
"because the power of the Confucian sage is passing away, the sorcerer is about to break away from the seal. In order to avoid the death of the Central Plains and even Kyushu, Wei Yuan chose to sacrifice himself to strengthen the seal of the Confucian sage."
Xu Qi'an restrained his thoughts and gazed at Zhao Shou deeply:
"you know that's not what I want to ask.
"Why did the Confucian sage seal the God of witchcraft, and why did he seal the God of witchcraft? The old man of Tiangu and Xu Pingfeng tried to win their fortune in order to strengthen the seal.
"Because the sculptures of Confucian saints under the abyss of Southern Xinjiang are also split. The cultivation of Confucianists is related to Qi Yun, and the Confucian sage bears Qi Yun. Therefore, the old man Tiangu thinks that if he takes a share of Qi Yun, he can strengthen the seal."Because it shares the same source with the power of Confucian saints."
Zhao Shou was silent for a while, but he didn't reply. He nodded and said:
"Gu Shen is an ancient god and devil. It doesn't pity the common people, and its nature is murderous and aggressive. Such a fierce object naturally needs to be sealed. I don't need to say more about how terrible it is for a super enemy to invade the Central Plains. "
Xu Qi'an shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"Dean, I'm a criminal, don't make logic in front of me.
"In order not to be occupied by the Central Plains, so seal the God of witchcraft. However, the existence of witches was much earlier than that of Confucian saints.
"If the witches wanted to occupy the Central Plains, the Central Plains would have been the world of witchcraft. The reason why the Confucian sage sealed the God of witchcraft is not so simple. "
Zhao Shou was silent.
Xu Qi'an continued:
"since the end of the age of gods and demons, there have been five super products, namely Confucian sage, witch God, Gu God, Buddha and Taoist priest. Confucian sages are the youngest, appear the latest and die the earliest.
"To seal the God of witchcraft for the safety of the Central Plains is not tenable.
"Besides, Buddhism also covets the Central Plains. According to your logic, does the Confucian sage also want to seal the Buddha?"
Xu Qian stares at Zhao Shou aggressively.
The room was quiet. After a moment of confrontation in silence, Zhao Shou said slowly:
"who told you that the Confucian sage did not seal the Buddha?"
For a moment, Xu Qi'an felt that there was electric current on his back and his scalp was numb.
PS: continue to code the next chapter, old rules, and see it tomorrow.
"Bai Ji, do you want to enter the pagoda of futu?" Xu Qi'an leads the little mare and stops under the archway at the foot of the mountain. He ties the little mare to the pillar and asks little white fox for advice. "No! The empress said, "I come out this time with experience and knowledge." The young voice of little white fox said serious words. As a result, an idea flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind: put it together with xiaodouding. I don't know what kind of spark it will produce. It will be beaten very miserably... Xu Qi said with ease. "Is your mother beautiful?" Xu Qi'an helps the princess get off the horse... "Beautiful." Bai Ji soft Ru's voice calls a way. Xu Qi'an noticed that mu Nanzhi gave himself a cold slant. You don't really have everything... He has a choice. Two people and a fox left the little mare at the foot of the mountain, picked up the steps, Qingyun Mountain lush vegetation, even in such a cold winter, you can see large green. Seeing that she enjoyed the scenery along the way with great interest, Xu Qi'an said: "the flowers and trees here are nourished by Haoran Zhengqi all the year round. Different from the plants outside, there are some variations. Even in winter... "mu Nanzhi interrupted coldly:" I need you to explain? " I almost forgot that you are the reincarnation of flower god! Xu Qian immediately shut up. With the rank of Mu Nanzhi, I'm afraid I can see the clue at the first sight. The identity of flower god reincarnation, Xu Qian has not mentioned, pretending that he does not know. Mu Nanzhi thought he didn't know. They have a very high tacit understanding, as if they are an old husband and wife who have lived together for many years, living a life of mutual understanding without too much communication. Soon after, they came to the Academy along the mountain steps. Xu Qi'an first visited the three great Confucians, his nominal teachers. The three great Confucians entertained Xu Qian in the quiet and elegant attic. "Ning Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Zhang Shen, Xu's new year's teacher and great scholar, greets with a smile and turns to Mu Nanzhi: "this is..." "this is my wife who hasn't been through the door." Xu Qi'an introduced this. The three great Confucians all showed a surprised expression, even mu Nanzhi, also stunned side face, staring at Xu Qian. Mu Nanzhi quickly put her hands together and launched a counterattack: "I'm a monk, so I don't want to talk nonsense, which spoils my reputation." Little white fox squatted on the tea table, looked up at her and said, "Auntie, where does a monk get a good reputation? You should say, don't break the poor nun's practice." Mu Nanzhi's backhand is a fierce chestnut, and his anger turns to anger: "you know more. "Would you like to set up a stage for you to perform for three days and three nights?" Bai Ji is young, just in the state of half a bucket of water jingling, very expressive. It is not a two time demolition of Mu Nanzhi's platform, although it does not have this consciousness. See four men are staring at their own look, mu Nanzhi feel some shame, huff up and leave. "Auntie, wait for me..." little white fox jumped off the table in a hurry, shaking its hairy tail, like a kitten abandoned by its owner, anxiously catching up. Xu Qi'an watched one person and one fox leave, shaking his head and sighing: "I'm a married woman with a bad temper. I'm about the same age as my aunt..... Alas, I'll forgive you, teachers." And married?! How old can you be a mother?! The three great scholars looked at Xu Qian as if there were more things in their eyes. "This time I came to visit the three teachers, I wanted to ask for some magic arts of" following the way you say it. " Xu Qi'an rubbed his hands and felt sorry for his white whoring. The reason why he wanted the magic of the three great Confucians, not Zhao Shou, was that he could bear the backfire of Sipin's "following his words". However, president Zhao Shousan's peak is only one step away from entering the real "great Confucian" realm. This level of magic backfires, and Xu Qi'an can't stand it. "Magic "That's it "It's not a matter, it's not a matter!" The three great Confucians showed a kind and friendly smile in turn, rubbed their hands and said: "is there any new work for Ning banquet recently?" "No!" Xu Qian shakes his head regretfully, and then wants to explain a few words. Unexpectedly, the three great Confucians immediately put away their friendly smile and showed the expression of "we met by chance", saying: "Confucian magic is not passed on to outsiders, please come back, Xu Yinluo, don't make us embarrassed." This, this becomes Xu Yingong? It's too true. You just want to whore my poem... Xu HSI an Tucao in his heart, and immediately feel that he is not qualified to make complaints about others.He pondered for a moment and said, "all of a sudden, Wensi springs up." In the three great Confucians eyes suddenly bright, straight waist, make listening, serious posture. Xu Qi'an said slowly: "last year and today, in this gate, people's faces and peach blossoms were red." The three great Confucians listened attentively, chewing the first two sentences in their hearts. These two poems highlight the deep impression of memory, clear to "today". In the second half of the sentence, the human face and peach blossom let the three great Confucians know that what he wanted to write was related to love. As talented scholars, they have a strong appreciation of poetry. Judging from this poem, we should take the way of artistic conception and emotion, which is different from the poem "fragrance floating at dusk". Even according to the foreshadowing of the first two poems, the three great Confucians either wrote poems in their minds or speculated on the emotional trend of the second half of the poem. Xu Qi'an turned to look out of the window and said in a low voice: "people don't know where to go, peach blossom still laughs at the spring breeze!" The three great Confucians were silent and chewing. They felt melancholy for no reason. Setting off the beauty with peach blossoms and foreshadowing with the time of "last year", after the second half of the song comes out, people will feel a sense of "things are right and people are wrong". If you are a sentimental person, you will feel dejected. "Good poem, if this poem is spread out, it will be deeply loved and respected by the headmistress of Jiaofang." Zhang Shen caressed Xu with emotion. This kind of obviously sentimental poem can best hit the soft heart of a woman in the world. "With this poem, Ning banquet can be consumed wantonly in Jiaofang department without spending a cent." Li mubai praised. "Ningyan is a poem written for Fuxiang. If you spread it, all the girls in the Department of Jiaofang will shed tears for your affection." Chen Tai sighed. Xu Qian's eyes turned: "this poem has no name, so I have to trouble three teachers to help." As the voice fell, the three great Confucians breathed heavily. They looked at each other with vigilance and distrust. Seeing this, Xu Qi'an got up and bowed: "I have something else to look for the dean. Goodbye." Out of the attic. ... he looked outside for a moment, but didn't see mu Nanzhi. In Qingyun Mountain, he didn't have to worry too much, so he didn't look for mu Nanzhi. Xu Qian passed through the "school district" and "dormitory district" with ease. He walked back to the mountain for a long time until the sound of bamboo leaves rustling in the wind. In front of my eyes, I saw a green bamboo forest mixed with withered yellow. And the small attic in the bamboo forest. President Zhao Shou had been standing in the fence yard in front of the attic, waiting for a long time. "I just went to see three gentlemen." Xu Qian bows. Zhao Shou also a gift, now Xu Qi'an, with his equal qualifications. "Respect the teacher and respect the way." Zhao Shou praised with a smile. He knew that the three great scholars were Xu Qi'an's nominal teachers. Xu Qi'an looked at him and said, "I wrote poems for them, but I didn't name them." The smile on Zhao Shou's face slowly disappeared. "That's all. Let's be frank. What can I do for you?" Zhao Shou pinches his eyebrows. I have to deal with the mess later. "Why did Duke Wei seal the God of witchcraft?" Xu Qi'an had something to say. Zhao Shou made a "please" gesture: "come in and have a talk." When they entered the room, Zhao Shou took a look at the empty coffee table and said, "there should be tea here." A flash of light, tea table more than two cups of steaming tea. Is that ok? Xu Qian was stunned. Xin said that I underestimated the Confucianists. Seeing his doubts, Zhao Shou explained with a smile: "it's not out of thin air. It's just that he summoned people nearby to drink tea with magic." He glanced at the teacup and said, "good. I haven't been drunk." If I go to bed at night and say in bed: there should be a wife here. Can you summon other people's wives? Hey, hey, hey. Xu Qi'an said with a sincere face: "Dean, please give me a few words with the magic." Zhao Shou sipped a sip of tea and said with a smile: "because the power of the Confucian sage is passing away, the sorcerer is about to break away from the seal. In order to avoid the death of the Central Plains and even Kyushu, Wei Yuan chose to sacrifice himself to strengthen the seal of the Confucian sage." Xu Qi'an restrained his thoughts and gazed at Zhao Shou deeply: "you know that's not what I want to ask. "Why did the Confucian sage seal the God of witchcraft, and why did he seal the God of witchcraft? The old man of Tiangu and Xu Pingfeng tried to win their fortune in order to strengthen the seal. "Because the sculptures of Confucian saints under the abyss of Southern Xinjiang are also split. The cultivation of Confucianists is related to Qi Yun, and the Confucian sage bears Qi Yun. Therefore, the old man Tiangu thinks that if he takes a share of Qi Yun, he can strengthen the seal."Because it shares the same source with the power of Confucian saints." Zhao Shou was silent for a while, but he didn't reply. He nodded and said: "Gu Shen is an ancient god and devil. It doesn't pity the common people, and its nature is murderous and aggressive. Such a fierce object naturally needs to be sealed. I don't need to say more about how terrible it is for a super enemy to invade the Central Plains. " Xu Qi'an shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Dean, I'm a criminal, don't make logic in front of me. "In order not to be occupied by the Central Plains, so seal the God of witchcraft. However, the existence of witches was much earlier than that of Confucian saints. "If the witches wanted to occupy the Central Plains, the Central Plains would have been the world of witchcraft. The reason why the Confucian sage sealed the God of witchcraft is not so simple. " Zhao Shou was silent. Xu Qi'an continued: "since the end of the age of gods and demons, there have been five super products, namely Confucian sage, witch God, Gu God, Buddha and Taoist priest. Confucian sages are the youngest, appear the latest and die the earliest. "To seal the God of witchcraft for the safety of the Central Plains is not tenable. "Besides, Buddhism also covets the Central Plains. According to your logic, does the Confucian sage also want to seal the Buddha?" Xu Qian stares at Zhao Shou aggressively. The room was quiet. After a moment of confrontation in silence, Zhao Shou said slowly: "who told you that the Confucian sage did not seal the Buddha?" For a moment, Xu Qi'an felt that there was electric current on his back and his scalp was numb. PS: continue to code the next chapter, old rules, and see it tomorrow.
