Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 96 Linjiang Immortal

The sudden change made Murong Fu unable to recover for a while.

After thinking about it, it is also in line with the style of the Xiaoyao School.It is the ethos of low-pocketed disciples of the Beggar Clan to respect martial arts.There is no lack of Qinxinjianjian in the rivers and lakes. The elegant scholars who sing and howl in the mountains and forests, and the eight friends of Hangu who are under the Xiaoyao School are typical representatives.Thinking about Gou Du, one of the eight friends, who seemed insane but not insane, also insane and wise, it is not difficult to imagine how their master Su Xinghe taught them.

He stopped his cup, let go of his chopsticks, and walked to the river, in a state of deep thought.

At this time, the setting sun has fallen, and the river is full of rays of light.The summer breeze blows people's faces with the unique dryness of the north, which is refreshing.The wind blows the sleeves, and there is a sound of hunting.Thousands of miles of water waves, turbid waves to the sky, one piece of water is like a chain, connecting the sky and the earth as one, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants and trees seem to be a huge cage at this moment.All living beings are locked in the cage, and the years are long.

A boatman in the distance was struggling to support the raft. Under the huge waves, the small boat seemed so fragile that it couldn't hold up even a wave.However, the boatman just tapped twice with the penny in his hand and easily avoided one wave after another.Although the wind was rough and the waves were rough, the boatman walked leisurely in the courtyard.

The evening wind sent a part of the lyrics of the boatman, and the old voice was somewhat sad in the night wind.

"Both capitals in the north and the south are not closed, and the spring and autumn are spent on both sides of the Yellow River. There is nothing to be afraid of heavy rain and wind, and the obsession with water scenery is at ease."

Su Xinghe narrowed his eyes, like an old cat in the winter sun.In the past few decades, he has been living like a quail with its head shrunk. He has seen the waves on the top of the Drumming Mountain countless times, and it only brings him complaints and worries.

Didn't he really want to make it difficult for Murong Fu to be a warrior, after all, how much energy can a person have in his life?It is not easy to be able to master a hundred schools of martial arts, so how can you spend so much effort on this resignation?

But in the end it is a bit regretful, in this situation, if Kang Guangling is won, how good would it be for Gou Du and his group of disciples to be here?In the past, he expelled this group of disciples from the school out of helplessness. I don't know how these years have been going on?Except for one Xue Laowu, there was no news from the others.

Seeing that Murong Fu remained silent for a long time, he thought he was embarrassing the other party by talking about the topic, so he quickly smoothed things over: "In the past, Su Dongpo, a great scholar, wrote the word "Nian Nujiao" in Chibiji, Huangzhou, and it was written by Jiangshan. Zhou Lang alone has written all about the romance of celebrities throughout the ages. Brother Yu thought it was the number one in history. Wouldn’t it be beautiful for my junior brother to use the influence of Su Xueshi to imitate it into a word?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Senior brother's words reminded me of what happened to a poor scholar in my hometown in the past. In this life, I am a great talent. I have tried many times and failed my brother. I was living in the Chu and Han Dynasties. I recalled the many years of bitterness and suffering. Jiang Yinkou wrote a word Erque. At that time, my brother felt that it had a profound meaning, so I recited it silently, and today I will write it silently to make my brother smile."

Then, he picked up a pair of silver chopsticks on the table, walked to a mountain wall, used chopsticks instead of pen, and used stone instead of paper to write down the first three characters:
Linjiangxian

Then move the chopsticks like the wind, pouring the vigorous inner strength on the chopsticks, the hard mountain wall is like a piece of soft tofu being easily cut apart.The stone chips went away with the evening wind, and after a cup of tea, two iron hooks and silver paintings with the word 54 in Chinese characters suddenly appeared on the mountain wall.

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero. Success or failure turned empty. Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

White-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu, used to watch the autumn moon and spring breeze.A pot of muddy wine rejoiced to meet each other.Many things, ancient and modern, are in the middle of a joke.

After finishing a book, Murong Fu dropped his chopsticks casually: "Senior brother, please read!"

Su Xinghe watched closely, and remained silent for a long time.

After about a cup of tea, Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother sincerely invites you, why do you want to play with each other?"

Murong Fu asked in surprise: "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

Su Xinghe shook his head: "Although the meaning of this poem is simple, the artistic conception contained in it is extremely broad and grand. In just over [-] characters, it can describe the romantic affairs of heroes throughout the ages. It takes a lot of ups and downs to see through the world of fame and fortune. It was only later that it was possible to write such a word. Although the word "Nian Nujiao" by Xiao Su is quite similar in artistic conception to the song "Linjiang Immortal" by his younger brother, it is still inferior. Such a word cannot come from a It is not the mouth of a scholar. Even the Huang Chao at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Luo Yin mentioned just now, is just expressing resentment and dissatisfaction, far from the indifference that sees everything in this word."

He paused, then smiled again: "Brother at first thought that this word was written by the younger brother. After all, it was suitable for the scene in front of him, but after thinking about it, it was wrong after all. The younger brother was young and promising. How can you do such an act of seeing through all kinds of things and boating on five lakes? The author of this work is someone else. But the brother has just searched hard, and there is really no author with such a vision among the famous masters of the past dynasties."

After saying this, he twirled his goatee and sighed: "It's a pity that you are so talented! It's so unknown!"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows: I have to say, the little old man's eyes are extremely vicious.In a few words, the whole matter can be analyzed to a close degree.Indeed, when he was admitted as a young man, Yang Dacai, the son of a generation of famous assistants, had nothing to do with a down-and-out scholar in any respect.

Murong Fu smiled, but he didn't feel embarrassed. Although Su Xinghe pointed out his identity as Wen Chaogong, he had no intention of plundering other people's beauty from the very beginning.

"Senior brother is right. The author's identity is indeed not a low-ranking scholar, but he can also be regarded as a down-and-out literati. There are twists and turns, and the younger brother can't tell."

Just kidding, I can't say that the author was born 400 years later, can I?
Fortunately, I didn't take out "Let's see the present", otherwise the little old man wouldn't be scared to pee?
It's really hard for him to explain to the little old man, after all, Su Xinghe's name of "Mr. Congbian" is more real than his own name of Nan Murong.It's really not easy to fool the little old man.He had no choice but to put his hands behind his back, blowing the evening breeze, in a state of contemplation.

At the end, Youyou said: "Brother, if I say that there is a fairyland in this world, would you believe it?"

Su Xinghe was surprised and said: "Is there really a fairyland in this world? Yes, such a wonderful word, I am afraid that only an immortal who can see through the wind and moon in the world can write it."

Murong Fu:? ? ?

That's okay, don't you question it?

Seeing Murong Fu's surprised eyes, Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Junior Brother, my Xiaoyao Sect is a branch of Taoism, and what I cultivate is a xinxing, which is different from ordinary people in the world. It cannot be inferred by common sense."

He looked around for a while, as if to make sure there were no one around: "Master once mentioned that the supreme martial art of my Xiaoyao Sect is a technique called "Six Qi Jue of the Emperor". According to the master Zun said, the patriarch of our Xiaoyao Sect relied on this technique to wander outside the world and become immortal."

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