That Person In That River and Lake: Chapter 470 Poetry riddle, recite a good poem
Chapter 470 Poem Mystery, Recite a Good Poem
"Master Gu, don't get me wrong!"
Fifth Fenghe stood up, put away his sleeves, solemnly performed the ceremony, and said: "My words are inappropriate, and you have misunderstood, Lord Hou. The Luo family and the Zhang family hope that Lord Hou will give them a chance. Once Prince Qi's Mansion fell, the huge Cangzhou became a land without owner, and they hope to establish a long-term cooperation with Lord Hou."
"Cooperation!"
Gu Qingci chuckled, stood up with a teacup in his hand, looked out the window, a little hazy in the sunlight, he took a sip of strong tea, and said: "Mr. Fifth may have misunderstood, Cangzhou, even Qi It was not I, Gu Qing, who resigned when the palace collapsed, and besides, let them put away this small means of threatening me."
Turning around, Gu Qingci had a smile on his face, but the air was cold, and his voice was emotionless, and said: "Also, Mr. Fifth, I am cooperating with your Confucianism, which is not the case with the Luojiazhang family. I hope you can figure it out." understand the relationship."
"Zhibeiyou has reached the present, even if you Confucians want to stop, it is impossible for you Confucians to stop. If you have to break with me, only your Confucians will lose. Whether it is me, Gu Qingci, Xing Tianfu or my brother, there will be no too much harm. Great damage, but my brother, the leader of the Qingyang martial arts, is not enough, but the war between righteous and evil is about to start, my brother has no shortage of opportunities, believe me, I have the strength to make him the legitimate leader of the martial arts in Qingyang Dao, even if he doesn't Confucian help."
Fifth Feng He was silent for a while, then cupped his hands and said: "Master Hou, I understand, I will bring the words to the Luo family and the Zhang family, don't worry, I practice Confucianism, and I do what I say. It will definitely be done properly, the twelve grand scholars of Luming Academy are now outside Luo's house, and my vice president of Yingtian Academy has arrived at Zhang's house with his disciples!"
Gu Qingci nodded. The first of the three Confucian colleges in the Xia Kingdom is understandable and undisputed. It is the Imperial College. Although this academy is an academy, it is a royal academy. Even if he cooperates with Confucianism this time, the Imperial College is impossible. Taking action is only the will of the imperial court, no different from Guozijian.
As for Luming Academy, the attitude of sending out twelve great scholars is already very good. Although the Luo family has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is far from qualified to let the great Confucians visit the door in person. Twelve great scholars are enough for the Luo family to Don't dare to change his mind on the spot, the Luo family owes favors to the great Confucianists, and it won't be easy to pay back.
Gu Qingci was a little interested in the fact that it was the vice president of Yingtian Academy, the Grand Scholar, Baili Jinghong!
There are twenty-four legendary bachelors in Luming Academy, and corresponding to them are the nine gentlemen of Yingtian Academy. In front of them is the fifth gentleman, the fifth Fenghe, and the vice president of Yingtian Academy, who is known by the world. Honorable Mr. Big.
However, it was not this gentleman who interested Gu Qingci, but the personal disciple of Mr. Baili Jinghong, Wang Qian, a poetic riddle among the seven riddles of the world, a madman, and a wonderful flower in the Confucian school.
Gu Qingci has read a lot of poems about Wang Qian, especially for a while, when he left Changling County, he liked to drink, and he especially liked to recite two lines of Wang Qian's poems, especially Wang Qian wrote a poem " "Hawthorn Seeds" was written specifically about apricot blossom wine, which made him like it very much, and he once carried apricot blossom wine with him.
Because of this, Gu Qingci also acted as a copy of the essay, and wrote the sentence "Excuse me where is the restaurant, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village" in Qingming to echo Wang Qian.
At that time, Gu Qingci's reputation was also great, and it spread quickly. Wang Qian was also in a brothel, and wrote a sentence: "There are three thousand guests in the wine, one apricot flower and one blue crane. , but lamented that there are so many missed speeches."
Later, it was reported that after reading Gu Qingci's poems, Wang Qian was longing for him. He was once introduced as a confidant and visited him specially, but many times the two of them had no chance to meet.
"Well," Gu Qingci said suddenly: "You said Mr. Da brought his disciples here, but that madman Wang Qian?"
Fifth Feng He nodded and said: "Yes."
Gu Qingci had a smile on his face, and said, "I hope there will be fate this time."
The fifth Fenghe also heard about Wang Qian and Gu Qingci, shook his head helplessly, and said: "This time, I am afraid it is really destined, my nephew...is because I heard that you have arrived in Qingyang, Lord Hou, so I will give you a chance." Ken came out of the brothel."
Speaking of Wang Qian, Fifth Feng He had only helplessness on his face, and he didn't shy away from saying that Wang Qian was in the brothel, because the world knew that Wang Qian, a poetic enigma, lived in the brothel for a long time.
Gu Qingci was stunned for a moment, remembering that Ouyang Muhua once told him that he doesn't need to spend money to go to the brothel now, but he has never been there, but Wang Qian has been staying in the brothel, do you want to join in? lively…
But you know, it shouldn’t be a big deal, right? At that time, it will be said that Wang Qian forced him to go in... A dead fellow is not a poor fellow...
A hundred miles away, in a courtyard, a young man in Confucian shirts was holding a flower in his hand and putting it on a girl’s head. Suddenly, he sneezed and looked at the shining sun. It wasn’t cold!
Shaking his head, the young man didn't care, he lifted the girl's chin with one hand, his eyes revealed a bit of melancholy, staring at the girl, and said affectionately: "Qinqin, since the moment I saw you last night, From the very beginning, I felt that my Hong Luan's heart was beating..."
The girl named Qinqin suddenly said: "Young Master Wang, I am not sister Qinqin...my name is Qingqing...I just saw you today!"
"Uh..." Wang Qian squinted his eyes and said, "It's not important, Qinqin... No, Qingqing, are you free tonight? I'll show you the moon!"
At this moment, Qingqing suddenly lowered her head shyly, and ran outside.
Wang Qian hurriedly said: "Don't go, Qinqin, Qingqing... Qingqing, I watch the sky at night, the moon tonight is very beautiful..."
"There is no moon tonight!" Someone behind suddenly said.
"Whoever said it, it is obvious!" Wang Qian said casually.
"I said!"
Suddenly a cold voice came from behind, a middle-aged Confucian scholar slapped Wang Qian on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Boy, let me tell you, not only will I not be able to see the moon tonight, but I also know that there is a brat To be dropped on a tree and not even see the stars."
Looking at the middle-aged Confucian student, Wang Qian's mouth suddenly twitched, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he said weakly: "Master, how about we don't look at the moon or the stars, and just sleep, okay? "
"Hehe!" Baili Jinghong sneered, and said: "It's okay, Gu Qingci, whom you have always been in love with, has also arrived in Qingyang. He is of the same younger generation as you, and he made his debut later than you. You just need to defeat him, and you don't have to. Look at the stars."
"Master... I'd better count the stars!"
(end of this chapter)