Bodhi Temple is located east of the south gate of Pingkangfang. The east is Li Linfu's old house. Qian Chen came to the temple entrance and followed Cen Shen to the temple. When he passed by the bell tower, Cen Shen pulled Qian Chen and the others to climb the bell tower first, pointing to the east, and could faintly see a back hall with a curved system that was in the shape of a moon and said, "That is Yanyue Hall!"
"This hall is gorgeous and exquisite in its paintings. At that time, Mo Wu was the one who wanted to destroy someone else's family, and he entered the Yuetang. He thought and thought deeply and came out with joy, and his family would not exist!"
Cen Shen followed Qian Chen and others and heard about many secrets yesterday and called Li Linfu the Prime Minister of the Demon!
Qian Chen looked around and found that Yuetang was hidden in the deep courtyard of Li Linfu's old house, and he couldn't see it very clearly.
Cen Shen smiled and said, "It's right that you can't see clearly! All the temples in Chang'an and the bell towers are on the east side. Do you know why this Bodhi Temple is located on the west side?"
"Does Li Linfu look at the inner hall to prevent someone from climbing the bell tower?" Yan Shu said.
Cen Shen nodded and said, "Li Linfu is known as a sweet-mouthed sword. Don't say he is a demon demon. Even when I didn't know he was a demon demon, I heard that he had framed too many people and even had to change bedrooms every day, fearing that someone would assassinate him."
Qian Chen suddenly sighed: "This Bodhi Temple is so close to Li Linfu's old house, and I heard that Li Linfu has always been good at Buddha. I guess he has a close relationship!"
Yan Shu laughed and said, "I saw the fun here yesterday, but it was difficult to kill him. Otherwise, this place was so close to the mansion of the Demon Prime Minister, so it should be where Li Linfu's confidant."
Cen Shen was startled: "The host here will feel that the master is a wonderful person, and it should not be related to the devil, right?"
"How to make a wonderful method?" Yan Shu asked.
Cen Shen gave an example: "I know something, and it is related to Wu Daozi!" He said slowly: "Wu Daozi had become famous in Chang'an in the early years. He was also a wine lover. He went to Pingkangfang every day. The temple hosted a meeting of Master Jue. In order to let him spend more murals, he brewed a hundred stones of wine and placed bottles and jars under the corridors on both sides. When Wu Daoxuan passed by, he sent someone to guide him to see it. Wu Daozi asked greedily, and said to him: 'Tan Yue painted it for me so he appreciated it.' Wu Daozi was addicted to alcohol and Master Jue had given a lot of money, so he agreed happily."
Cen Shen pointed to the cafeteria in the distance and said, "On the east wall in front, there is the "Zhidu On the Brown Change" painted by Wu Daozi, with vigorous handwriting, like a burying ghost and god hair. Then he blocked the bones of the immortals, with their clothes flying in the sky, and the wind was moving all over the wall." He pointed to the hall and said, "There is also the "Sutra for Eliminating Disasters" painted by Wu Daozi!"
"The three thousand walls painted by Wu Daoxuan are filled with Chang'an, which is really not a false statement!"
"I'm more confident that I can ask Wu Daoxuan to take action after hearing what you said!" Qian Chen said with a smile.
He walked a few quick steps, got off the bell tower, and Cen Shen arrived from behind and said curiously: "Kunlun Shang is really so unique?"
Yan Shu laughed and said, "It's unprecedented in the world!" This Kunlun Cup was produced by Yuxu Palace in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. This projection world only has the Middle Earth China. I have never heard of it overseas. Kunlun and Kunlun are now in the Western Regions, and there are also foreign countries such as Flynn and Persia, which are different from the real Middle Earth World.
Of course, there is no fairy wine specialized in Yuxu Palace!
Therefore, what Yan Shu said is not false.
Cen Shen even became a wine bug after hearing this, and kept staring at the red-skinned gourd around Qian Chen's waist.
Yan Shu turned around and looked at Li Linfu's house and whispered: "The position of the great demon is clear from the empress to Princess Taiping, but why did he go from Princess Taiping to Li Linfu's hands?" Cen Shen smiled and said: "I may know a little about this. Do you know who were the four heroes who quelled the Princess Taiping Rebellion back then?"
"Prime Minister Guo Zhen, General Longwu Wang Maozhong, Official Gao Lishi, and the Hall Supervisor Jiang Jiao!"
"This Jiang Jiao is also a demon cultivator. He can participate in the killing of Princess Taiping, which shows that his cultivation is extraordinary. Moreover, many people know that this person's demon cultivator's identity is because of an old incident that happened in the Zen Temple in the past!"
"At that time, Jiang Jiao was still unknown to the devil's cultivation. After he was granted the title of Duke of Chu for suppressing the rebellion of Princess Taiping, he became more and more prominent. Everyone only knew the excellence of his calligraphy and painting. He was the master of painting, especially the horn eagle painted by Jiang Jiao, whose style was fierce and cold, and he was the best in the world. That day, Duke of Chu Jiang Jiao held a banquet at the Chanding Temple..."
"There was a woman at the banquet, with a beautiful appearance, graceful posture, and fascinated. She was very popular. At that time, an official from the court, who was a righteous official from the court sneered and asked deliberately: "This beauty is so beautiful, she has presented her cup and dressed up, but she has never seen her hand. But she has six fingers? " Then she went up and pulled her sleeves, and the woman fell down with the pull, but turned into a dry bone!"
"The white bone god and demon are used as color!" Qian Chen shook his head and sighed: "Why can't I refine the white bone god and demon who can turn into a stunning beauty. They are all messy people like nuns, drunkards, butchers, demons, monks, swordsmen, etc."
"Later, the official from the righteous came from a ruthless deed died at home that night. It was reported that Jiang Jiao was a demon cultivator! In a few months, he was demoted for leaking the matter in the forbidden area!"
Cen Shen smiled and said, "And the Demon Prime Minister Li Linfu is the nephew of this Demonic Cultivator Jiang Jiao!"
Yan Shu smiled bitterly and said, "In this way, the inheritance is clear!"
"Princess Taiping was killed, and the inheritance of the great demon fell into Jiang Jiao's hands. Jiang Jiao handed over the inheritance to Li Linfu. After Li Linfu's death, the real inheritance of the great demon should fall into the hands of His Majesty, An Lushan, Yang Guozhong and others. Now His Majesty's income may be just a fake inheritance, so the true inheritance should still be between An Lushan and Yang Guozhong."
"Yang Guozhong's intention to destroy the Chang'an formation this time should have been the most suspected. But Brother Taibai said that he was just a trick." Cen Shen sighed quietly: "After fighting, the demons are in chaos, aren't the people of Chang'an suffering?"
"Who is the Great Demon? There should be an answer today!"
Qian Chen thought of Sima Chengzhen who was going to assassinate An Lushan and said in a low voice.
While the few people were talking, they came to an idle hall. The afterglow of the sound of silk and bamboo came from the hall. One of them walked out of the hall staggeringly. Seeing Cen Shen, he smiled and said, "Cen Shenjun, you are late! The banquet has ended!"
Cen Shen hurriedly said, "Jiao Da, Wu Daoxuan is still there?"
The man shook his head and said, "I'm drunk in the hall! I guess I'll wake up after noon!"
Someone in the hall heard their conversation and a clear and powerful voice laughed: "Cen Shenjun is here! Are there any poems that can be used for me to taste?" As he said that, an old man with white hair and beard in official uniform slowly turned out of the hall and greeted Cen Shen.
"Congratulations!"
The visitor was He Zhizhang. He was appointed as the guest of the crown prince before the new year and was appointed as the chief minister of Yinqing Guanglu and the official secretary. Therefore, Cen Shen called him He Jian.
He Zhizhang smiled and said, "Since he is a poet friend, what is his official name? I am a crazy guest in Siming!"
When the people in the hall heard that Cen Shen was coming, the people who were still awake said one after another: "Good Cen Shenjun is here! Yesterday's poetry meeting was missing your poem. If you write it, you will let you find Wu Daoxuan. If you can't write it, you will be punished three cups before leaving!"
Qian Chen was shocked and glad that he brought Cen Shen. If he wrote poems, he would probably not know how to copy some really Taibai poems. Anyway, Taishang could copy them, so why couldn't he copy them? But literati had to start rhyme or respond. If he played the rhymes that Qian Chen was not familiar with, he could only use sword as his poem!
Why does Qian Chen always use sword to speak poetry?
Even if someone asks him to explain with a word or asks him to give a question to the school, he can use a sword to kill him to avoid embarrassment. Moreover, those who die under the sword will never tell him that He Dian is used in that place, and what kind of poet's experience is this place?
Now that Cen Shen is dealing with it, he doesn’t have to consider killing He Zhizhang to silence him!
This is not a devil's head and demon cultivator, or a person like Xuandi Concubine who can kill him, Qian Chen is also in a dilemma!
Cen Shen was not polite, and pondered for a moment and said, "The day before yesterday, the Feng Dafu was defeated by the swordsman Pei. He told me that he wanted to leave Chang'an and continue to sit in Anxi to fight against the Turks in the west. Yesterday, I fought with Taibai for a fight against the will of the spirit and energy, and was defeated by him. Only the first two lines of the poem in the sword made me feel something. Therefore, I wrote this poem for the Feng Dafu at night!"
He whispered in a low voice: "Don't you see... walking on the horses and snow on the seaside, the plain sand is vast and yellow into the sky..."
"The wind roars in the night in the September 1990s, and a river of gravel is as big as a bucket, and the stones are walking around with the wind."
"The Huns' grass is yellow and horses are fat, and the smoke and dust are flying in the west of the Jinshan Mountains. The Han generals go out to the west. The generals do not take off their golden armor at night, and the army moves in the middle of the night and moves each other, and the limelight is like a knife and a face like a cut."
"The horse's hair is covered with snow and sweat, and the five-bills are filled with ice. The inkstone water is condensed in the curtain. The enemy cavalry heard it and was afraid to be afraid to take it. The chariot army was invincible."
The poem is full of heroic sounds, and it actually talks about the military trips outside the frontier with the events of the frontier and the scenery outside the Yumen Pass in the past.
He came to persuade Feng Changqing not to care about the success or failure of swordsmanship, the state affairs of the frontier, and the country's contribution to the country, which was more important than this last period, and even ridiculed Yan Shu for his lack of merit in the country. Even if he had excellent swordsmanship, he would not be famous as a general. After hearing this poem, Qian Chen knew that it was after he picked Cen Shen, and he did it in an unhappy manner.
The three words "You can see" in the second half of the Qinglian Sword Song...
Later, he followed Qian Chen and others to eliminate demons on Yueye, Ren Xia Chang'an and had a friendship with robbery and killing the temple. He also knew that they came to save Chang'an, so they gradually eased their relationship with Yan Shu. But the poem he wrote was not changed!
When I recited it at this time, I still felt a little angry about being upset for my friends.
But Yan Shu laughed, and Cen Shen also smiled, and the two of them calculated this move.
He Zhizhang pondered for a moment before sighing: "What a poem! Feng Changqing comforted this poem, and he should be brave enough to serve the country. But I am curious about how the poem that defeated you by the sword will make you surrender to the sword, and you will also be convinced by the poem? It is not difficult to tell you Cen Shen to admit defeat on the sword. As I know, there are not many young people with sword skills above you, but also five fingers."
"But there are not many people who can tell you to admit defeat in the poem!"
Cen Shen looked back at Qian Chen. He was defeated by only hearing the first two sentences. What if the rest was not heard? How can he answer? So I hope Qian Chen can stand up and become famous by this. He Zhizhang is the leader of the literary and poetic world and an old minister valued by Emperor Xuan. If he could win his eyes, Taibai would be famous all over the world. Famous in Chang'an would be a few days!
Qian Chen shook his head slightly and signaled him not to give up.
Cen Shen could only cross his hands and said, "Shame, I lost too quickly, I can only hear the first two sentences."
After saying that, he drew his sword, imitated Qian Chen's charm that day, and waved his sword and said in a flash: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns!"
The sword protruded and fell outside the sky. As the river water descended from the sky, it poured thousands of miles away, and went east to the sea. The sword was full of charm and was very moving. Although he had only got the Eleventh sword of Qian Chen, he also called the poets and swordsmen in the hall to look back one after another. He Zhizhang even cut off a few beards and showed a look of shock.
Once the sword moves, the next sword...
Cen Shen shouted loudly: "Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is as sad as the morning is as blue as the night turns into snow..."
At this time, He Zhizhang waved his sleeves and actually caught Cen Shen's sword. The sleeves even rolled the hilt of the sword and took away the sharp sword in his hand. He laughed loudly and said, "What a good poem! Just the beginning, it is like a strange peak protruding, with a huge atmosphere, which makes people want to listen to the back... Cen Shen, if you can't ask, let me ask!"
After saying that, he turned his head and stabbed Qian Chen with a sword. The sword was so sharp that it was far above Cen Shen's sword technique, like light and lightning, and it was difficult to look directly at it.
He Zhizhang's cultivation is profound, far beyond Qian Chen and others' expectations. Who would have thought that an old man who was only famous for his poetry and prose would have a higher level of cultivation than a general like Feng Changqing, and he was a strong man among the Yin God. He was even much deeper than Yang Guozhong!
Chapter completed!