Poems

It was almost dusk when I went to Lushan again from Jianyang to Xunyang City. I was afraid I would walk the mountain road at night. Chen Ziqi decided to rest in Xunyang for one night and go up the mountain tomorrow morning.

Wu Bujian went to book an inn, while Chen Ziqi pulled Danyi around the city.

Xunyang City is still so prosperous. In the teahouse and the storyteller has already started to tell new jokes. "The heroes of Jiangnan besieged Su Xinzong", "The Jiyangzong is struggling to marry a wife and make friends", "The monk Hua drinks and eats meat but does not recite the Buddha's name", "The Legend of the Strange Heroes in Yandang Mountain"...

Chen Ziqi liked to listen to stories since he was a child. When he saw the storyteller, he couldn't walk and said, so he must come up and listen to a paragraph.

"But this Jiyang Sect only accepts male disciples, and all women are slaves and servants. Every household only hopes to have a boy but not a girl. In the entire sect, except for the head wife, they are all men..." Mr. Storytelled with a folding fan, and said seriously.

On the second floor of Yazhai, Chen Ziqi slowly kneaded the melon seeds, cracked out a piece, twisted it on his fingertips, and swayed to Danyi's mouth, "Come on, I'll give you one to eat."

Dan Yi, who has become a little red bird, always likes to chirp. He has never seen Dan Yi, a human-shaped one, called this.

Dan Yi was helpless. Her family was always so enthusiastic that it was hard to resist. She lowered her eyes and looked around with her eyes. Diao Lie and Tu Buxian were still standing aside. She had to pick up the folding fan prepared in the teahouse on the table and slightly cover it. She leaned over and kissed Chen Ziqi on the lips.

Chen Ziqi blinked blankly, burst out laughing, and fed the melon seeds into Danyi's mouth, "Aren't you not eating Zhushi?"

"In ancient times, there was nothing to eat, and only bamboo was delicious. Nowadays, there were a lot of food, so you can try it." Danyi bit the melon seeds and secretly licked Chen Ziqi's fingertips.

Most of the foods that ordinary people eat can be eaten, but they just don’t like it. Snacks like melon seeds, nuts, and cherries are a different matter.

Chen Ziqi was licked by her fingertips, and she felt a numbness spread from her fingertips to her tail vertebrae, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"... Three more drums, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and Lu Chenghu turned over and entered the junior brother's room. The junior brother was shocked and asked the senior brother what was wrong. Lu Chenghu said, the sect's yang is prosperous and the yin is weak, and there is no way to marry a wife. The new junior brother must let the senior brothers taste it..."

"Wow——" The listeners in the audience grinned.

The storyteller became even more excited, picked up the Sanxian and started singing:

Don’t be embarrassed and upset, it’s good to share the Dragon Yang together today, oh, it’s good to share the Dragon Yang together.

The fingers are intertwined, and the hair is shy and picking up the clothes. Oh, what about the clothes?

This is a very unique way of telling the story in Xunyang. After a while, you will take out the strings and sing, and then continue to say it. The tune is simple and catchy.

Chen Ziqi listened with relish, and while listening, he tapped the table with his fingers, which was very comfortable. Dan Yi looked at the people downstairs who applauded, each with swords on his waist, and only one table of people was different from others. Seeing that he looked angry on his face, he thought he should be from the Qi Zong.

The relationship between Qi Zong and the Sword Alliance is getting worse and worse. Dan Yi lowered her eyes and stole the few melon seeds that Chen Zi and Qi Gang had eaten, and said to Diao Lie on the side: "Go and check, who are those people."

Diao Lie took the order and ordered a man to do the job. Soon, a young man in black sat with the table and started chatting.

"Why are you stunned?" Chen Ziqi poked Dan Yi's ribs.

"It's time to go back." Dan Yi pulled Chen Ziqi up.

As the sun sets, lights lit on both sides of the street. Chen Ziqi jumps and walks, singing a little song in his mouth, "Fingers are linked together, oh, it's good to build a dragon sun together!"

People on the street looked at the handsome young man, holding another beautiful young man with his fingers in hand, singing unbearable lyrics and songs.

"The world is getting worse." The old man selling wine shook his head and sighed.

The swordsman who was selling wine looked at the backs of the two young men, as if he was a little stunned, and then smiled, "There is no wind in this world? You should be drunk today."

"Even in troubled times, you can't lose your character." The old man snorted coldly and returned the gourd full of wine to the swordsman.

"You are in a corner of Xunyang City, but how can you know what chaos is going on outside?" The swordsman raised his head and took a sip of wine, leaving swayingly.

Chen Ziqi stopped and looked back. The restaurant was empty, and only the old man who bought wine was bored and waving the rope of flies.

"What's wrong?" Dan Yi followed his gaze.

"It's nothing. I just heard a familiar voice. Maybe I heard it wrong," Chen Ziqi scratched his head, and saw the shop selling plum blossom cakes in a blink of an eye. He grinned his teeth and rubbed against Dan Yi and continued to sing in an inappropriate tune. "Brother, don't be embarrassed, brother, brother wants to eat plum blossom cakes."

Danyi bounced Chen Ziqi's forehead with laughter and tears, and pulled him to buy plum blossom cake.

The subordinates who went to inquire about the news came back soon. Those people were from Jiyang Sect and came to watch the new leader of Li Suxin Sect succeeded to the throne and passed by Xunyang.

Since Master Wuyin died, Luo Hongfeng, the leader of the Qi Sect, has been in charge of the overall situation in Suxin Sect. Zhao Surou succeeded to the throne, and the leader of the Qi Sect directly notified the various sects to come to watch the ceremony.

"It seems that Luo Hongfeng is very satisfied with Zhao Surou." Chen Ziqi touched his chin. When Suxin Sect was surrounded, he did not see Luo Hongfeng talking. Now Master Wuyin is too dead, so he came to take charge of the overall situation.

"Luo Hongfeng wanted Zhao Hetian's suicide note, but Wuyin never gave it to him. Of course, he hoped that Wuyin would die soon." Dan Yi said lightly. He checked the classics of Guiyun Palace. No one mentioned the suicide note in his early years. There was only one record three hundred years ago, saying that Zhao Hetian seemed to have a suicide note hidden in Suxin Sect.

Since there are records in Guiyun Palace, as the leader of the Qi Sect, Luo Hongfeng must have known something. In recent years, Suxin Sect has been frequent actions, which has attracted Luo Hongfeng's attention. He has always suspected that this matter is related to the suicide note.

"You said, can you really become an immortal when you practice martial arts to the extreme?" Chen Ziqi lay on the bed in the inn, playing with Dan Yi's fingers.

"Maybe." Dan Yi thought for a while. He had never seen anyone who had practiced to become an immortal. The longest-lived phoenix in the Dan family's ancestors lived only four hundred years old, and finally turned into a handful of dead bones.

"Aren't you Dan family a god?" Chen Ziqi moved his head to Danyi's chest and tilted his head to look at him.

"No." Dan Yi touched the furry head and helped him remove the hairband. They are descendants of gods and are different from real gods. Strictly speaking, they can only be regarded as monsters. They are born as birds but can transform into humans.

The same is true for the birds in Guiyun Palace.

The next morning, Chen Ziqi took Wu Buxian and Tu Buxian to Lushan. He was already familiar with the Lushan School, so it was difficult to let the guards mask. Diao Lie, who was easily recognized, was left in Xunyang to respond. Danyi turned into a little red bird and went into Chen Ziqi's arms and continued to sleep.

In the early morning, Lushan Mountain was filled with clouds and mist, and the thick water vapor brought by the waterfall was very pleasant. Take a deep breath and you will feel refreshed.

On the mountain road, several Lushan disciples were holding wooden barrels and brushes, trying hard to brush on the stones.

What? Chen Ziqi rushed over and greeted several people.

"Uncle Master." Several second-generation disciples recognized him, put down what they had in their hands and bowed to salute.

"What are you doing?" Chen Ziqi looked up at the smooth stone wall, with many ink marks on it. Because of the splashed water, the handwriting was blurred and the content could not be seen.

"We are cleaning the rocks," one of them said angrily, "Recently, there have always been people writing random paintings on the stone walls in the middle of the night, and the head of the sect ordered us to clean up."

Chen Ziqi nodded, patted his nephew's shoulder sympathetically, and gave them the plum blossom cake he bought in Xunyang. Then he continued to go up the mountain, and indeed he saw the inscription on other stones.

"This word looks familiar." Chen Ziqi stared at the half line of poetry for a while.

"Ji." Dan Yi came out and took a look. Her writing was vigorous, with her lingering literary character and tenderness of the swordsman. Isn't it the handwriting of Luo Yunsheng, the long-winded teacher in Chunxi Palace!

"Did you see it too?" Chen Ziqi lowered her head and kissed the little red bird in the head.

After Emperor Tiande ascended the throne, Luo Yunsheng resigned from his post and said that he would continue to travel and write poetry. This man had a hobby, that is, wherever he saw the beautiful scenery, he would write a poem. Mr. Hailou's calligraphy is very valuable among the literati and scholars. Unfortunately, these rough sword-practicing people in the Lushan School did not know how to appreciate it.

When he climbed up the mountain and walked to the gate of Lushan Sect, he saw Amu squatting on the bluestone steps, looking unhappy. When he saw Chen Ziqi coming, his eyes suddenly lit up and jumped up, as if he saw his master's puppy, he shook his tail and rushed over.

"Chir!" Looking at the fat man who bumped into him like a giant siege tree, the little red bird immediately issued a sharp warning.

Wu Bujian stopped him quickly and was swung around by the impact force, "The prince is still injured, and he can't stand you like this!"

Upon hearing this, Amu immediately stopped and stood obediently, "Brother, why are you here?"

"Where is my mother?" Chen Ziqi raised his hand and rubbed Amu's neatly combed his hair.

"Mom is in the yard," Amu remembered something and his face pulled down again, "The second emperor is here too."

The second brother? Chen Ziqi's heart skipped a beat and followed Amu to meet Chang E. Amu along the way, listening to Amu telling him how annoying his second brother was.

After he was sent to Lushan, he found that the second emperor brother was also here, so he didn't want to pay attention and just begged his uncle to save his mother. However, the second emperor brother stopped him and said that he would wait until the Suxin Sect was surrounded before he could take action. The head of Lushan obeyed his will and suppressed his uncle to go there. He delayed so many geniuses to save people, but he took all the credit on himself.

Thinking of Jiang Liangcai whom he saw in the Suxin Sect Library that day, Chen Ziqi raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought that the second brother also knew something about Zhao Hetian's suicide note. He instigated Danyi to attack Suxin Sect, but he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to search for the broken version of "Xiao Shao Jiusheng". However, Danyi was not deceived, so he came to instruct the Lushan School.

Jiang Liangcai thought Chen Ziqi had received the same task, and was afraid that he would grab the merits, so he started to take action. Chen Ziqi blocked the shield and threw the two old nuns with deep skills...
Chapter completed!