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Seeing Ye Zhiqiu, Qin Dewen was stunned at first, but soon reacted.

"Haha, Ye Xiaoyou!"

"Come on, come on!"

Qin Dewen, who was overjoyed, wanted to stand up from the bed, but Ye Zhiqiu and others hurried forward to stop him.

Until the moment he saw Qin Dewen, Ye Zhiqiu could not associate the thin and gloomy old man in front of him with the old Qin in his memory.

However, although he was bedridden, Qin Dewen's gray hair was still combed meticulously, his clothes were neat, and his elegant temperament remained the same.

The middle-aged man next to him knew at a glance that this was his daughter Qin Xiaoyu's idea, and he didn't blame him. He said to Ye Zhiqiu in a friendly way: "Hello, Zhiqiu."

"I am Xiaoyu's father, Qin Yongbo, thank you for coming here."

While speaking, Qin Yongbo nodded to Song Mei.

Because of Ye Zhiqiu's arrival, the ward suddenly became lively, and Qin Dewen, who was in high spirits, kept chatting with Ye Zhiqiu.

Qin Yongbo was a little worried at first considering the doctor's advice to "rest", but seeing Qin Dewen's rare good spirits in recent times, he finally held back and didn't speak.

Speaking of the illness, Qin Dewen was very free and easy, waving his hand and saying: "There is nothing to say, people are old, and what is coming will come."

"Most of my old friends have been buried for a long time. In our era, we fought in the war, had no food, and went to the countryside... I am one of the ones who have lived the longest, and I have been content for a long time."

"Dad..." Qin Yongbo said helplessly on the side.

"Okay, okay, I won't say any more." Qin Dewen laughed, "Stop you nagging me."

"If you ask me, Yongbo doesn't see through some things as well as Ye Xiaoyou."

"'People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon has ups and downs, and this has been difficult to achieve since ancient times', this poem really sums up all the things from ancient times to the present."

Qin Yongbo smiled bitterly. If it were normal times, he would be a leader after all, and it would be hard to agree if he said that his state of mind was not as good as that of a young man.

But if it was Ye Zhiqiu... he really couldn't refute it.

Just this one poem would make people convinced, otherwise why would Qin Dewen always say that Ye Zhiqiu was a "natural talent".

On the side, facing Qin Dewen's "praise", Ye Zhiqiu did not deny it.

In fact, Qin Dewen's physical condition was not very good, and anyone could see it, and he would not say against his will that the other party would definitely live a long life.

In this matter, he could "empathize" more.

"Okay, let's talk business." Qin Dewen looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a sharp gaze, and said meaningfully: "Friend Ye, have you written any new poems recently?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and said hesitantly: "...Yes?"

Old Qin was still thinking about poems even though he was like this. Ye Zhiqiu really couldn't bear to refuse. Even if he didn't have any at this time, he had to have some, just to satisfy the other party's wish.

"Haha, I knew it!" Qin Dewen was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Friend Ye, bring it here to enjoy it."

"...Old Qin, I'll read it to you." Under the curious eyes of everyone in the room, Ye Zhiqiu thought for a moment, made up his mind and spoke.

"The Turtle's Longevity"

"The tortoise's longevity still has its end..."

When the title and the first line of the poem came out, Qin Yongbo, Song Mei and others didn't have any special reactions, but Qin Dewen was stunned.

That's not right.

The new work he just mentioned refers to the one in The Legend of the Condor Heroes that corresponds to the line "I am so ambitious that I would eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry, and I would drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty." Unexpectedly, Ye Zhiqiu misunderstood and actually read another work that he had never heard of.

But... it was just right, Qin Dewen kept silent and continued to listen.

Ye Zhiqiu spoke at a steady pace and continued: "... the soaring snake rides on the mist, but eventually turns to dust. The old horse is still ambitious, and the martyr is still ambitious in his old age."

Hearing this, Qin Dewen's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression was already slightly excited.

On the side, Qin Yongbo also understood and looked extremely surprised.

The general meaning of the previous few sentences is that although the divine tortoise is long-lived, its life will eventually end; although the soaring snake can ride on the clouds and mist, it will eventually die and turn into dust.

Although the old horse lies beside the manger, its ambition is still to gallop thousands of miles; even in old age, the ambitious people will never stop striving for progress.

Does this poem seem to be written specifically for Qin Dewen?

For Qin Dewen, who has an open mind, Ye Zhiqiu did not shy away from "old age" and "death", which are things that ordinary people find pessimistic, but interpreted them from a more aggressive and inspiring perspective.

On the side, Qin Xiaoyu also blinked her eyes and admired Ye Zhiqiu even more.

Just imagine, praising a sick and virtuous scholar like your grandfather as "a martyr with great ambition in his old age" is really a very advanced method.

RoomYe Zhiqiu's voice continued.

"The time of prosperity and decline is not only determined by heaven; the blessing of nourishing and relaxing can bring eternal life. Fortunately, I can sing to express my aspirations."

After listening to the whole poem, Qin Yongbo was more certain that this poem was written by Ye Zhiqiu.

The meaning of the following sentences was very obvious, which was probably "the length of a person's life is not only determined by heaven; if you take good care of your body and mind, you can definitely prolong your life." This is exactly what Qin Dewen said at the moment.

Thinking of this, a look of amazement flashed in the depths of Qin Yongbo's eyes.

Although he had known Ye Zhiqiu's genius through his previous works, the shock of witnessing the birth of a masterpiece on the spot was more real.

"Good!" Qin Dewen laughed heartily and applauded.

"'An old horse in the stable has a thousand miles to go; a martyr in his old age has great ambitions', my friend Ye, this poem of yours is really brilliant and wonderful."

"Haha, I'll take this as a compliment to me, an old man, and accept it shamelessly."

Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, you have to remember 'the blessing of nourishing and relaxing can bring eternal life', this is what Xiaoyu hopes you can do most."

Qin Dewen laughed and said: "Okay, okay, I appreciate your advice."

Qin Xiaoyu looked left and right, and was a little confused.

Urgent! What should I do if I don't understand what my idol said?

After chatting for a while, Qin Dewen asked Qin Xiaoyu to write down the whole poem for him to appreciate later. Then he smiled and said, "Friend Ye, the new work I just mentioned is not "Turtle's Longevity"."

Ye Zhiqiu was startled. Qin Dewen had already reached out and picked up the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" placed next to him, and read: "I am so ambitious that I eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry, and I drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty."

"Friend Ye, I don't know if there is a complete poem for these two sentences?"

When he said this, Qin Dewen's eyes lit up and he stared at Ye Zhiqiu.

It turned out that he was referring to this poem. Ye Zhiqiu realized that he had misunderstood it just now.

No wonder, with Qin Dewen's talent and vision, how could he be indifferent to these two sentences...

In Qin Dewen's slightly nervous and expectant eyes, Ye Zhiqiu nodded in agreement.

"Yes, this is a poem."

"Man Jiang Hong."