Gua Fei in the world

Chapter 1877 Cinnamon

Shan Jiuci deliberately avoided taboo, so many people were present, especially many literati.It's not easy for Ye Yaoguang to take advantage of the situation to ask questions, so he can only find an opportunity to ask questions later.

Afterwards, Rong Moyi remained calm and didn't find fault. Everyone chatted about some irrelevant and random topics, and the meeting broke up when the moon gradually moved westward.

When Ye Yaoguang and Wen Tingzhan returned to their footing, they heard from Youli that the two little guys had been coaxed to rest by Xuan Kaiyang and Rong Xun, the four children were lying on the bed, the two youngest were in the middle, Big two on both sides.

Ye Yaoguang walked in quietly after taking a shower, seeing such a warm scene, her heart softened slightly.

"They're all asleep." Ye Yaoguang returned to his room, just as Wen Tingzhan came out of the shower.

With long hair that was scattered with water vapor, watching his posture without breaking up and wiping, wearing loose pajamas, holding Ye Yaoguang's hand, went to the desk outside the screen, and put a The painting unfolded in front of Ye Yaoguang: "This is what I drew this year, for your birthday gift."

Wen Tingzhan promised to stay overnight and draw a picture for her every year as a birthday gift. This painting is that day and night after the day and night, she stood under the peach blossom tree in white clothes, and the peach blossoms were flying. She stood sideways and raised her head. Looking up, the picture of petals falling from fingertips.

"I like it." Ye Yaoguang really likes it, even though Wen Tingzhan draws her a picture every year, it's not because every year is different, but because he puts so much effort into it every year, this persistence, this unchanging Love makes it impossible for her not to like it.

The corners of Wen Tingzhan's lips raised slightly, and he rubbed his hands together. Under Ye Yaoguang's expectant and curious eyes, after grinding the ink, he dipped in the ink step by step, and wrote four lines of words in the blank space without hesitation:

The flowers fall and the wind makes no sound,

Ye Fei is not stained with dust;

The mud always protects the spring,

Keep one for life.

"Yao Yao, I would like to turn into a tree, and the flowers and leaves will wither only to protect you, and the reincarnation of the ages will only be by your side."

In the warm candlelight, Ye Yaoguang put his hands around Wen Tingzhan's neck, slowly raised his feet, and gently pressed his lips, which were as soft as peach petals.

The moonlight seems to practice, and the night is deep and affectionate.

There are still a few days until the essay competition, but almost all the participants have arrived. Several major academies hold small essay meetings in turn. On the surface, they are warming up before the competition, meeting friends through essays, and learning from each other, but in fact they have already secretly started to compete. relatively.However, no matter how rough the waves are, it is a gentleman who uses his mouth and does not move his hands, so it is harmless.

Three days later, Wen Tingzhan received a reply from Xiao Guaiguai. Guan Zhao did not go deep, but successfully retreated out and was far away from the magic cave. After becoming an official, he accompanied Ye Yaoguang and Wen Tingzhan and his wife to swim in Taihu Lake with peace of mind.

Wen Tingzhan also made arrangements for the major affairs of the two provinces when Ye Yaoguang was in confinement. Basically, there will be no trouble if there are local officials in the town. These days, three adults and four children are playing Happy, comfortable to eat.

On May [-]th, Wensai officially started. In the morning, Wen Tingzhan took the lead and they needed to worship Confucius and a series of opening ceremonies, and then Wen Tingzhan gave a speech. Ye Yaoguang did not go to join in the fun, but brought two children in the yard.

In the afternoon there was a preheating plug, a poetry competition.

As an opening competition, it will not make students feel nervous, and it is also a favorite event for most literati students. It is not necessary for every participating student to participate, only one of them belongs to an arbitrary representative.

Wen Tingzhan came up with the question, and Wen Tingzhan is also a casual person. He gave four words: local materials.

That is to say, let the students freely use the characters, flowers and birds, and even the weather that can be seen on the scene, and play freely.

After Ye Yaoguang took a nap, he also went to have a look, since he was idle anyway.

She herself still has some ink, and although poetry and prose are weak, she can appreciate the artistic conception, know the meaning of the poem, and can still hear the good and the bad.

As expected of the top students this time, those who appeared on the stage were absolutely well-read poems and books. Most of the poems they made were refreshing, and some of them were even amazing.

As the sun was setting, Master Jiangsu Xuezheng was about to get up and announce the end of today's competition, when a loud voice sounded: "I also have a poem that I want to present to Master Ming Rui Hou Wen."

The voice rubbed the Qi of the Five Elements, Ye Yaoguang's eyes were fixed, and even Yuan Yi, who had been lazily sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't help but straighten his body. Because of the spread of the Qi of the Five Elements, everyone was instantly attracted. So calmly walked to the high platform.

With Ye Yaoguang's cultivation base, he couldn't see his face clearly, it was obvious that his cultivation base was higher than Ye Yaoguang's.

"Everyone, I'm from a foreign country. I've heard about the Jiangnan literary competition, and I've admired Mingrui Hou Wen for a long time. I came here specially today, not to compete with you. I only know doggerel, and it's hard to be elegant. But I also want to dedicate it to Lord Wen.”

As soon as the words fell, he jumped up, and the snow-white cloth was hung on the high platform. The bright red characters on the white cloth were particularly dazzling, especially the so-called doggerel on the white cloth:

The golden spear disperses the blood mist, the wooden arrow withered bones;

The water splashes the belly of the fish, and the fire dragon swallows its young feet;

Earth cloth bury corpse poison, yin and yang combined with double beads;

One kill, one stop, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Every word of this doggerel is as bloody as that handwriting.

Especially at this time, the setting sun was suddenly blocked by a large cloud of mist, and the sky darkened instantly, which made people's hearts sink even more.

But that person disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and everyone present exploded in an instant, feeling ominous in their hearts.

The good atmosphere was completely destroyed in an instant.

The students and administrators of the two provinces are all people who can control the situation, and they all stood up to speak one after another. Coupled with the cooperation of the heads of the major academies, the order was maintained.

"Lord Wen, be careful." After the show ended, Yuan Yi passed by Wen Tingzhan's side and said five words deliberately.

Ye Yaoguang felt uncomfortable looking at him with a well-groomed appearance.He clearly knew that it was caused by a monster, but he didn't have the self-awareness of an orthodox cultivator at all. He actually acted like a good show, which made Ye Yaoguang lose his appetite.

Ye Yaoguang is not because this is coming for Wen Tingzhan, Yuan Yi is disgusted by watching from the sidelines, but because there are too many people like Yuan Yi in this world, who have nothing to do with themselves, and the crime is happening right before their eyes , as long as it doesn't affect you, you can turn a blind eye.

"Yao Yao, we are not qualified to require everyone to be upright." Wen Tingzhan could see that Ye Yaoguang was in danger, and comforted him in a low voice, "Actually, it is one's duty not to cause trouble. Others, there is No one has the right to demand anything."

"I know, he can ignore it, but he still has to take pleasure in other's misfortune, it's just bad taste." Ye Yao was so angry about this.

(End of this chapter)