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Chu Tian was silent for a while, looked at Zi Xiaosheng quietly and sighed.
"In this case, Brother Zi, you have already drawn the path. Then, please listen carefully, Brother Zi."
"The story I'm telling is about that year when I was on the street..."
Zi Xiaosheng quickly interrupted Chu Tian: "Another old beggar? 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, and the old beggar choked to death, I will throw you into the river?"
Chu Tian coughed violently, and he looked at Zi Xiaosheng and said seriously, "This time it's definitely not an old beggar. That winter, I found an 18-year-old girl covered in bruises at the crossroads of Minzhou City."
Zi Xiaosheng raised his palm, indicating that he was going to hit him.
Chu Tian hurriedly laughed dryly a few times, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, looked at the clouds in the sky, and sighed heavily.
"So, no one can tell when the story begins. What dynasty was it? Most of the ancient books of the ancient Qin Dynasty have been lost, not to mention the even older and more unreliable ancient times. So, on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, in a court full of treasures and extremely romantic."
Chu Tian spoke slowly and recited a poem.
“…………………………
It is hard to give up one's natural beauty, once chosen to be by the king's side.
Her one smile makes her look charming, and all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison.
In the cold spring, I was granted a bath in Huaqing Pool, where the warm spring water washed my skin smooth and smooth.
The maid helped her up weakly, and it was the beginning of her receiving the emperor's grace.
With cloud-like hair, flowery face and golden step-shaking ornaments, the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night.
The spring night is short and the sun rises high. From now on, the king no longer holds court early in the morning.
There is no time to entertain and serve at banquets, and I have to go on spring outings every night.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and all of them are favored by the emperor.
The golden house is decorated and the beautiful girl serves the night, the jade tower is drunk and spring-like after the banquet. ”
Zi Xiaosheng opened his eyes and mouth wide, with saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. He looked at Chu Tian as if he had seen a ghost.
Aunt Feng came over at some point. She looked at Chu Tian blankly with a pale face, muttering over and over again: "One smile makes her look charming, and all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison... This is not a matter of the royal family, who could come up with such a sentence?"
Amidst the reeds, a large man was kneeling on the ground with a table in front of him. He was writing quickly with a brush in his hand, writing down every word of Chu Tian.
Chu Tian looked up at the sky, watching the clouds flying in the air, and slowly cut off the beginning and end of the story of "The Palace of Eternal Life", changed the story, mixed in some extremely ornate sentences, and said it out in an intentional show-off manner.
"It is said that the Qinglian hermit raised his cup to the emperor in the golden palace and sang a song that will be remembered forever."
After saying that, Chu Tian raised his hands high, clapped hard and shouted loudly.
“Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns?
Don’t you see, the white hair in the mirror in the hall, which was black in the morning and turned into white in the evening?
When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest; don’t leave your golden cup facing the moon empty.
I was born to be useful, even if I lose all my money I will get it back.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun, and at the party you must drink three hundred cups.
Master Cen, Mr. Danqiu, let's drink, don't stop.
I will sing a song for you, please listen attentively.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jades are not expensive, I just wish to be drunk forever and never wake up.
Since ancient times, all saints and wise men have been lonely, only drinkers leave their names.
In the past, King Chen held a banquet in Pingle, and he drank ten thousand cups of wine and had a lot of fun.
Why does the host say that he has little money? I must buy some wine to drink with you.
I will call my son to go out and exchange my five-colored horses and fur coats worth thousands of gold for good wine, so that we can share our eternal sorrow. ”
Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng's bodies shook violently, and their long hair stood up straight as if they were struck by lightning. Strong winds blew around them, and waves of terrifying power were gathering momentum. A short section of the river behind Zi Xiaosheng suddenly stagnated, and every drop of water and every wave were frozen in the air.
"This, this, this!" There was a faint light flickering in Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng's eyes, and their eyeballs seemed to be spinning.
Chu Tian didn’t know what the scenery was like outside Dajin.
However, in Chu Tian's view, the poems of the literati and poets in the territory of Dajin were extremely old-fashioned and stereotyped.
Either a sentence has four characters, or a sentence has five characters, with strict emphasis on the rhythm and parallelism. Every sentence and every word is like a clay carving or a wooden model, so strict and inhuman. Even though the literati and poets of the Jin Dynasty piled extremely gorgeous words into these lifeless metrical verses, their poems were still like zombies in coffins. Even after applying countless rouge and lipsticks, they still looked lifeless.
The song "Song of the Wine" is magnificent, romantic and heroic, like a big river coming from the sky, washing away the old-fashioned and rigid writing style of the Jin Dynasty into pieces. No matter who hears it for the first time, they will be shocked by this eternal beauty, just like Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng at this moment.
"Who, who, who is this Qinglian hermit?" Zi Xiaosheng was already a little incoherent. "If he is still alive, I will catch him and make him my retainer. He writes these, writes these, writes these every day... baby!"
A strand of sparkling saliva flowed down the corner of Zi Xiaosheng's mouth for more than three inches. Chu Tian saw it, but Chu Tian deliberately kept silent.
He spoke slowly in order to give the wolf monsters some time to rest and digest the story. He finished reading "The Palace of Eternal Life" leisurely for a full two hours.
"The story of the emperor and the imperial concubine left a lasting impression on later generations:
The jade-like face is lonely and tearful, and a branch of pear blossoms is wet with spring rain.
I look at you with affection and thank you king, but after we part, we will never see each other again.
The love in Zhaoyang Palace ends, while the sun and moon in Penglai Palace last forever.
Looking back at the world, I can't see Chang'an, but only dust and fog.
I will only send you this old thing to express my deep affection, and I will send you this gold hairpin.
The hairpin leaves one strand to form a fan, and the hairpin splits the gold to form a hairpin.
As long as your heart is as strong as gold, we will meet again in heaven and on earth.
Before parting, I send you a poem with a promise in it, which only we two know.
On July 7th, in the Changsheng Palace, in the middle of the night, when no one was whispering.
I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky and a pair of branches on the ground.
The end of the world may come, but this hatred will last forever. ”
As soon as Chu Tian said the last two sentences, Zi Xiaosheng's face changed suddenly. A huge wave as high as a hundred feet suddenly rose on the river behind him. The huge wave exploded, and countless water splashed down. The momentum was as terrifying as the destruction of the world.
Aunt Feng's body was shaking violently. She screamed, "Love may end someday, but this hatred will last forever!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Aunt Feng looked at Chu Tian with a pale face. Her pupils shrank as small as needle tips, and her face looked so miserable, as if she had seen a ghost in the middle of the night.
Seeing Zi Xiaosheng and Aunt Feng in such a state, Chu Tian decided to go all out and simply stabbed them in the heart again, a blow that would be enough to make them remember it for a long time and would be hard to forget for many years.
"Ten years of life and death, I can never forget you without thinking of you. A thousand miles away from my lonely grave, I have no place to talk about my sadness. Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other, with dust on our faces and hair like frost.
Last night, I had a dream that brought me back to my hometown, and I was sitting in the window, dressing myself. We looked at each other in silence, with tears streaming down our faces. I guess the place that breaks my heart every year is the short pine hill on a moonlit night. ”
There was a strong purple glow in Zi Xiaosheng's eyes, and he was in a state of disarray, muttering to himself over and over again.
"Ten years of life and death... a lonely grave thousands of miles away... even if we meet, we won't recognize each other..."
Aunt Feng stared at Chu Tian blankly for a long time, then burst into tears with a "wow". A purple shadow flashed by and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Chu Tian touched his nose and laughed dryly a few times.
"Brother Zi, this story is about the royal family. But it's so sad. Look, Aunt Feng cried after hearing it. If you want to say it's not sad, you have to speak with a clear conscience!"
"Well, the royal affairs are so sad, where is the great fortune you mentioned?"
Zi Xiaosheng's body trembled violently for a while, and suddenly he screamed hysterically: "Chu Dangtou, you vulgar man, you ruin the mood, you deserve to be beaten!"
With a "bang", Zi Xiaosheng's figure flashed, Chu Tian felt a sharp pain in his chest, and screamed "wow" as he was kicked more than ten feet away. Mobile phone users please visit m.reading for a better reading experience.
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