Chu Tian was silent for a while, looked at Zi Xiaosheng faintly and sighed.
"In this case, Brother Zi, you have already made a clear path, so please, Brother Zi, please listen."
"The story I'm telling you is about that year when I was on the street..."
Zi Xiaosheng quickly interrupted Chu Tian: "It's the old beggar again? Let them die! Stop talking nonsense and tell a serious story! If you dare to say that you heard the story from the old beggar, the old beggar will choke again You died, you choked to death, do you believe I threw you into the river?"
Chu Tian coughed violently. He looked at Zi Xiaosheng and said seriously: "This time he is definitely not an old beggar. That winter, I picked up an eighteen-year-old man with bruises all over his body at the crossroads of Minzhou City. girl."
Zi Xiaosheng raised his palm, indicating that he was going to slap it down.
Chu Tian hurriedly laughed a few times, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, looked at the clouds in the sky, and sighed heavily.
"Then, no one can tell when the story begins. What kind of dynasty it was in? Most of the ancient books of the ancient Qin Dynasty have been lost, let alone the older and more unreliable ancient times? So, a certain year On a certain day of a certain month, in a court filled with treasures, splendor, and extreme romance."
Chu Tian spoke eloquently and slowly read out a poem.
“…
It’s hard to give up on your natural beauty, so you will choose to be by the side of the king.
Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.
In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away your fat.
The waiter helped her weakly, and it was the beginning of her new grace.
The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night.
The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early.
There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and all the nights are dedicated to spring outings.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love her.
The golden house is made up to serve as a charming lady at night, and the jade tower is full of drunkenness and spring. "
Zi Xiaosheng opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, looking at Chu Tian as if he had seen a ghost.
Aunt Feng didn't know when she came closer. She stared blankly at Chu Tian with a pale face, muttering over and over again: "Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color... It's not a matter for the royal court. , who can come up with such a sentence?"
In the reed marsh, a big man knelt on the ground, with a piece of paper in front of him. He wrote quickly with a brush in his hand, writing down every word of Chu Tian's words.
Chu Tian raised his head and looked up at the sky, watching the clouds flying in the sky. He slowly cut off the story of "The Palace of Eternal Life", changed the story, mixed in some sentences with extremely beautiful words, and said it deliberately to show off.
"By the way, the layman Qinglian raised his glass and shouted to the Son of Heaven in the golden palace, and sang an eternal song."
After saying that, Chu Tian raised his hands high, clapped hard and shouted loudly.
“If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and a lot of fun and banquets.
What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you. "
The bodies of Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng were violently shaken, and their long hair stood straight up like lightning. The strong wind was blowing around them, and waves of terrifying power were gathering momentum. There were many long and short hairs behind Zi Xiaosheng's back. The river suddenly stagnated, and every drop of water and every bit of spray was frozen in the air.
"This, this, this!" Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng's eyes flickered, and their eyes seemed to be spinning.
Chu Tian didn't know what the scenery outside the Jin Dynasty was like.
However, in the eyes of Chu Tian, the poems written by literati and poets in the Jin Dynasty were old-fashioned and stereotyped to the extreme.
Either four words per sentence, or five words per sentence, and they pay attention to strict metrical opposition. Every sentence and every word is like a clay carving out of wood, and it is so harsh and inhumane. Even though the literati and poets of the Jin Dynasty piled extremely gorgeous rhetoric into these lifeless metrical verses, their verses are still like zombies in coffins, even though they have been smeared with countless rouges and lipsticks, they are still lifeless.
This song "About to Enter the Wine" is majestic, romantic and heroic, like a big river coming up from the sky, washing away the old-fashioned and rigid writing style of Jin Dynasty to pieces. Whoever comes into contact with it for the first time will be shocked by this eternal beauty. The meat and vegetables are just like Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng at this moment.
"This, this, who is this Qinglian layman?" Zi Xiaosheng was already a little incoherent: "If he is still alive in the world, he must be captured, he must be accepted as a retainer, and write every day Write these, write these, write these... baby!"
A glistening strand of saliva dripped down the corner of Zi Xiaosheng's mouth for more than three inches. Chutian saw it, but Chutian deliberately remained silent.
He spoke slowly, deliberately to give the wolf demon group a time to rest and digest. He spoke slowly about the "Palace of Eternal Life" for a full two hours.
"But he said that what happened between the emperor and the noble concubine was heard by future generations:
The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
I look at the king with affection, and my voice and appearance are blurry when I say goodbye.
Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace.
Looking back at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, but dust and mist.
But I will express my affection for old things, and send my hairpin to the future.
Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces.
But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other.
On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.
I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. "
As soon as Chu Tian said the last two sentences, Zi Xiaosheng's expression suddenly changed, and a huge wave up to a hundred feet suddenly arose on the river behind him. The huge wave exploded, and countless water splashes fell. The momentum was as terrifying as destroying the world.
Aunt Feng's body was shaking violently, and she hissed: "Eternal time will come to an end, and this hatred will last forever!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Aunt Feng looked at Chu Tian with a pale face. Her pupils were as narrow as needlepoints, and her face was as grim as if she had seen a ghost late at night.
Seeing Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng in such a situation, Chu Tian didn't stop doing anything, and simply stabbed them in the heart again, which was enough to make them remember it for a long time and make them unforgettable for many years.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable. A lonely tomb thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our face will be covered with dust, and our temples will be like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines. "
Zi Xiaosheng's eyes were full of purple energy, and he kept talking over and over again in a state of despair.
"Ten years of life and death... a lonely tomb thousands of miles away... even if we meet, we won't know each other..."
Aunt Feng stared blankly at Chu Tian for a long time, then cried "Wow", a purple shadow flashed past, and she ran away without a trace in an instant.
Chu Tian touched his nose and laughed dryly.
"Brother Zi, is this story a royal matter? But is it so sad? Look, Aunt Feng even cried when she heard it. If you want to say it's not sad, you have to speak with your conscience!"
"Well, the royal affairs are so sad. Where is the great fortune you are talking about?"
Zi Xiaosheng's body trembled violently for a while, and suddenly he screamed hysterically: "Tou Chu, you are such a vulgar person, you are so annoying, you should be beaten!"
With a "thud", Zi Xiaosheng's body flashed, and Chu Tian's chest hurt violently. He screamed "Wow" and was kicked away more than ten feet away.