Chapter 398 What is life like? It should be like a flying wild goose stepping on the snow!
far away,
Qin Shi Huang's figure gradually disappeared among the countless lights as the moonlight passed.
The entire long street was completely changed because of this short conversation.
It seemed as if even the air had become a little more heavy and solemn.
Chu Feng stood at the intersection, feeling as if all his strength had been drained away.
My vest was soaked and my palms were sweaty.
He murmured to himself:
"Fuck, this... this pressure is too much..."
The barrage immediately followed suit:
"Brother Chu, your forehead is really sweaty!"
"The oppressive feeling just now sent chills down my spine even through the screen."
"The important thing is to know the Emperor's oppression!"
Chu Feng raised his hand to wipe his face and took a long breath.
But the street still extends.
The place was bustling with people and brightly lit, as if waiting for him to go on.
Chu Feng gritted his teeth and moved forward.
"Qin Shi Huang is already exciting enough...Would you mind if there was anything more ruthless later?"
The picture immediately changed.
From the corner of the street, the sound of a piano slowly came.
The next second, moonlight covered the ground and the sound of tides rose.
It is completely different from the solemn and murderous Qin Emperor's iron cavalry.
This is a warm, distant, and even drunken melody.
Walking along the alley, Chu Feng came to a stone bridge.
The moonlight is bright.
The water under the bridge was calm, and in the distance a pleasure boat was floating slowly towards them.
The curtains are flickering and the sound of the piano is lingering.
Then, a middle-aged man in a green robe slowly walked down from the bow.
Her hair was tied up high and she wore a crown, with a gentle smile in her eyes.
He was waving a round fan, muttering to himself as he walked:
"Alas... the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, but unfortunately... there is no one to drink with me."
Chu Feng was stunned on the spot.
Just about to speak.
But the man had already noticed him.
"My friend, you appear to have an extraordinary bearing, but there is a trace of worry between your brows."
Chu Feng: “?”
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The man smiled and waved his hand:
"Come on, how about taking a boat ride together?"
"I, Dongpo, have a pot of wine tonight, but I just need someone to listen."
"Drink today and be drunk today, worry about tomorrow's troubles tomorrow."
Without waiting for Chu Feng's agreement, the man turned around and walked back into the boat.
Chu Feng seemed to be attracted by some kind of magnetic field and followed.
Unconsciously,
He has already boarded a lonely boat on the cold river.
The live broadcast room was dumbfounded:
"Damn, this game is too detailed!"
"Mr. Dongpo? Holy shit! This is Su Shi!"
“I really want to go in and chat with Suzi!!”
"History class representative, here you are! Come and recite the poem!"
The lights on the boat were as small as beans.
Su Shi brought two glasses of wine.
"Come, take a sip."
"The world is full of troubles, and only wine can relieve worries."
Chu Feng took the wine cup with all his strength.
There is only projection, no drinks,
But the light and shadow reflected in his palm gave him an illusion that he could really drink it.
He stared at the person opposite him.
Chu Feng's throat was dry and his voice was trembling:
"You...are you really...the Su Shi who wrote 'Red Cliff Fu'?"
Su Shi raised his head, his eyes were gentle and he smiled:
"I am Zizhan."
Then he laughed out loud.
"You know Red Cliff? Alas, that's a poem I wrote during one of my old travels. Life is like a dream, I'll pour a cup of wine to the moon on the river. I'm relieved that you know this poem."
Chu Feng's breathing suddenly tightened.
He knew in his heart that what he was facing was just a projection, just a program.
But unfortunately,
That smile was so genuine, that tone so powerful, even the candlelight on the bow of the boat rose and fell with the wind,
All of this makes this scene seem like a real time travel.
Chu Feng looked at Su Shi seriously.
"We have studied your 'Red Cliff Fu' and memorized your 'Water Melody Song'."
"You are an honest official and a magnanimous person. Even though you were demoted, you still faced life with a smile."
“We remember your words and we remember your dishes.”
Su Shi was stunned for a moment.
"……vegetable?"
Barrage of laughter:
"Why did you mention Dongpo Pork?!"
"Brother Chu, what's with your sudden dimensionality reduction attack?"
"Su Zi: So, of all my achievements over the centuries, all that remains is a braised dish?"
Chu Feng also laughed.
"Yes, I'm sorry, sir. I... was just too nervous."
Su Shi laughed heartily and waved his hands repeatedly:
"It's okay, it's okay. If someone in the future can make me smile because of what I've done, then my life will not be in vain."
Su Shi leaned on the railing of the pleasure boat, looked at the moon and spoke slowly,
“I often think that wherever my heart is at peace is my hometown.”
"Descendants, have you ever found peace of mind?"
Chu Feng's heart was shocked.
Just now, I felt suffocated by Qin Shihuang's ambition, but now Su Shi's question seemed to strike my soul.
He was stunned for a long time before he slowly spoke:
"Most people are still searching. Houses, jobs, lives... But some people find their 'home' in poetry, wine, friends, or even... under the bright moon."
Su Shi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter:
"Wonderful! Under the bright moon, that's where I'll be!"
He suddenly stood up, slammed the table, spread out his sleeves, and recited aloud:
"May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together, even though we are thousands of miles apart!"
The sound resounded in the night sky, and the street lights swayed with it, as if they had really turned into moonlight pouring down.
The barrage exploded instantly:
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
"I've memorized this poem my entire life, and today was the first time I heard the original author recite it in person!!"
"The whale's leap is incredible! This is the romance of culture!!"
"I really cried. Su Shi drank with you and chanted "Sharing the beauty of the moon with you from a thousand miles away"... Who can resist this?"
Chu Feng froze, as if his chest had been hit.
"Is this... is this the true meaning of 'Sharing This Moon'?"
Su Shi's eyes were gentle, as if they could see through the years and see into his thoughts.
“Life is like a journey, and I am just a traveler.”
"It is a blessing for you and I to be together under the moon."
As soon as these words came out, Chu Feng could no longer hold back.
When he was talking with Qin Shi Huang just now, he was so oppressed that he was shaking all over and sweating profusely.
Now, he felt his whole body relax, and an indescribable feeling of emotion and warmth welled up in his heart.
The live broadcast room was completely out of control:
"Whale Leap, you guys are really crazy! How can you measure this kind of experience?!"
"Qin Shi Huang asked you about the general situation of the world, Su Shi accompanied you to drink under the bright moon... Who can stand this?"
"Oh my god, the historical figures are so vivid, it just pierces my heart."
"Sharing this bright moon is not just a copywriting or a gimmick, it really exists!"
Chu Feng looked at Su Shi and couldn't help laughing:
"Zizhan, you are so... cool and effortless."
Su Shi laughed heartily:
"Carefree? I've been demoted, trapped, and laughed at, yet I can still raise my glass to the moon and compose poetry. If I can just smile, why should I be sad?"
He raised his glass again and poured it into the river:
"Life is like a dream, I will pour a cup of wine to the moon in the river!"
Su Shi looked at Chu Feng again:
"But you, there's an unspeakable anxiety hidden between your brows. The world is stable, but you seem to be burdened."
Chu Feng's heart trembled.
This game can actually automatically generate interactions based on the player's facial expressions and breathing feedback.
Su Shi's words seemed to see through the deepest pressure in his heart.
How can a host not be anxious?
Chu Feng subconsciously whispered:
"I'm just... afraid that I won't be able to handle it sometimes."
Su Shi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
“When I laugh, I have three thousand poems; when I mourn, I drink alone.”
"What are you afraid of? Life is like a wild goose treading on the snow. The traces are still there, but the wild goose has long disappeared. What are you worried about?"
Chu Feng was stunned, and his whole body seemed to be awakened.
Su Shi raised the illusory glass of wine high.
"Come! Let's drink this moon together!"
The moonlight was clear, the lights were bright, and the whole scene seemed to have turned into a world of poetry.
Chu Feng had nothing in his hands, but he couldn't help but imitate his movements and raised his glass with him.
He just felt that it was worth it for him to be able to drink with Su Shi and talk with Qin Shihuang on this night.
Moreover, I feel that I have gained a lot of insights.
The projection will eventually end, and the world will also be swaying.
The moon is bright in the sky and the river is silent.
At this moment, the boundary between reality and illusion seemed to be completely blurred.
This game, this device,
Only one million!
It’s really worth it!
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