Chapter Fifty-Three: Three Songs of 'Qing Ping Diao'
Five pairs of fiery eyes made Wu Meiniang lower her head shyly.
Twenty-eight years ago, no wonder Li Shimin and Li Zhi fell in love with the woman in front of them at the same time. If beauty can be divided into levels in the game, Qiao Zhilong belongs to Diamond, Yang Yunzhi and Guo Dongting belong to Star Yao, and Wu Meiniang belongs to Unparalleled King.
Even Guo Dongyin was doubting at this moment that if Li Bai had been born seventy years earlier, in the first year of Zhenguan, he would have met Wu Zetian. It is estimated that "Three Poems of Qingping Diao" was written for Wu Zetian, and there would be no Yang Guifei.
What happened.
But that was just Guo Dongyin's personal whim. The Tang Dynasty in this world ended in 645 years. Although Wu Meiniang was already twenty years old at that time, she was just Wu Meiniang. Even Li Zhi's Zhaoyi
No, the Tang Dynasty has already perished. Therefore, Wu Meiniang, who is unknown in this world, is the eternal empress Wu Zetian.
Naturally, no one knows about "Qingping Diao" written by Li Bai for Yang Yuhuan.
Now Guo Dongyin said, "The clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met on the top of a jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai." He wrote it for Wu Mei Niang, who can refute it?
Anyone who refutes this is jealous of his nine-year compulsory education.
"F*ck! When did Dongyin become so literate? Although I can't understand what the poem you just said means, but it sounds very, but uneducated, so I can only f*ck, it's awesome!" Jin Lei admitted to himself
I also love to read. Although I read novels, it is still reading, and I still have some ink in my stomach.
But compared with Guo Dongyin, the whole bottle is simply shaken and half the bottle is shaken!
"I saw Wu Meiniang just now, and three poems suddenly came to my mind. They can be regarded as gifts for meeting Wu Meiniang for the first time! These three poems are called "Qing Ping Tiao"." Guo Dongyin feels that praising others should not be stingy, and even more
It should not be hidden, but should be struck while the iron is hot, so he gave all three "Qingping Diao" poems written by Li Bai to Yang Yuhuan to Wu Meiniang.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of a group of jade mountains, I would have met you at Yaotai under the moon.
The dew on a branch is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are heartbreaking. I ask who in the Han Palace looks like it, but the poor flying swallow leans on its new makeup.
Famous flowers overwhelm the country, and the two are happy together. The tall king looks at it with a smile. It explains the infinite hatred in the spring breeze, and the agarwood pavilion leans against the railing in the north."
For four idiots who have not received nine years of compulsory education, the meanings of these three poems in "Qingping Diao" are naturally incomprehensible.
But Wu Meiniang, who has always been deeply influenced by the general environment and culture of the Tang Dynasty, although she has never met Li Bai, the poet, how could she not recognize the meaning contained in these simple classical Chinese poems?
Wu Meiniang's shy cheeks turned even crimson, but she was not an ordinary woman after all. Her behavior was not coy, but generous. She pressed her left hand with her right hand and bowed sideways, "Young master, I am so ridiculous! How can I be in love with Empress Zhao and the fairies in the sky?"
Compared?"
[Wu Meiniang’s smile is alluring and her mood value is 547]
"No! You two are just singing along, and you treat the four of us like nothing, right?" Chen Feipeng was left aside, slightly unhappy.
"Apeng, you must be a bit petty now! Dongyin, this is to praise your Mei Niang for being the most beautiful girl in the country. You should be happy. After all, Mei Niang is your hero and you are his master.
"Praising her means praising you!" Although he didn't fully understand the specific meaning of Guo Dongyin's poem, Jin Lei could still hear the words of praise after more than ten years of exposure to novel culture.
This is the same as when Guo Dongyin was in high school and listened to English. Although he didn’t know the specific meaning, he listened more and naturally had a sense of the language. Then he used the elimination method to eliminate two of the four options, leaving two.
Even if it is a blind guess, the probability of getting it right is still 50%!
[Chen Feipeng’s complacent mood value is 333]
"Really! Dongyin, please change the name of "Please Ping Off" to "So Graceful". When I get back from here, I will frame these poems in the lobby of my house for those who come to my house every year to give gifts during the holidays.
Take a look at the teachers at the Confucian College. When my father wanted me to sit in an office, he planned to enroll me in the Confucian College in Gangzhong. I think the level of those teachers is not as good as my brother Yin!" Chen Feipeng couldn't hear "
The meaning in "Qing Ping Tiao", he doesn't have as much ink as Jin Lei, but it doesn't affect his pretense if he doesn't understand. It's enough to look like he doesn't understand but sounds awesome.
"Oops, we seem to be surrounded!"
The atmosphere was just in place. When Guo Dongyin saw Chen Feipeng and Wu Meiniang in his eyes, the positive emotions they continuously contributed were worth their income. The prostitution made him happy and he smiled broadly.
He Feng looked serious, approached a few people, and spoke in a low voice.
Soon, five heavily armed men appeared between them and the pothole. The man with one eye in the middle was covered made a gesture to the other four men beside him, and soon the five men started to fight with half a sword.
The circle blocked Guo Dongyin and the others in the pine tree maze.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" The man with only one eye in the middle looked at Guo Dongyin and the others with a cold gaze.
"Brothers, we are students from the Negentropy Academy. I said we took a flight, the plane crashed, and finally we traveled through time. Do you believe it?" Guo Dongyin can tell from the breath of the five men on the other side.
Their cultivation level is definitely not low, and their average strength is higher than a few of them.
"Hmph! The plane crashed? Let me tell you that Negentropy Institute is only five kilometers away from us. Are you taking a plane? Do you think I will believe your sweet words? Xiao Yan, go and kill them. Don't let this happen.
Boss Chen knows about it. If he knows that someone can enter the maze unnoticed under our noses, we will inevitably be punished!" The one-eyed man took out a cigarette and did not mention Guo Dongyin.
The group of children paid attention. A thinner man next to him quickly stepped forward to help him light his cigarette. The youngest man on the far right came out.
A ball of flame appeared in the hands of the man named Xiao Yan, his eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.
The flames grew bigger and bigger in Xiao Yan's hands, the surrounding air began to heat up, and his vision became somewhat distorted.
"Is this a rhythm that is going to kill us? If you are lucky enough to leave here alive this time, I invite everyone to go to the largest bathing center in our city - Phoenix City, and take a good bath!" Chen Feipeng was already a little puffy, and the surrounding temperature
It rose suddenly, and my forehead was already dripping with sweat. Thinking back to the Chinese New Year, I just went to Phoenix City with my friends to take a bath. The one-stop service was so wonderful!
Even though it had only been half a day since yesterday, Chen Feipeng felt that his whole body was smelling bad, especially now that he was sweating. This smell was even more smoky than the smell of pickled vegetables in Laotan.
"What should we do? Look at these guys, their strength should have reached the third level. We are no match for us." Although Cao Zihou is usually eager to fight, he still understands the principle of knowing one's shame and then being brave. Yin Xian and the opponent
They are not on the same level, rushing forward is just a fearless sacrifice.
Guo Dongyin also has some understanding of the ability of fire. After all, he has copied Han Chenyang's fireball technique. Now that he is in the third level, he is probably not as good as Xiao Yan, who is in front of him. Naturally, his fireball technique is definitely no match for him.
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But if the realm is high, it can only be said that Yin's ability comprehension and own strength are higher than those of low-level monks, and he is not completely incapable of fighting.
If there is the ability to restrain each other, this gap will be greatly reduced!
"Look at me!" Guo Dongyin stepped forward. When everyone didn't know what he was going to do, Guo Dongyin came to Xiao Yan very diligently with a smile on his face.
"Lick the dog"
Xiao Yan looked at the young man smiling at him and was at a loss for a moment.
"Brother, I also have the ability to use fireball. Why are yours so big and mine so small? Can you teach me? I also want to be like you, a jade tree facing the wind, graceful and graceful. Do you know, it's because of my small size? Not long ago
, my girlfriend went behind my back and cuckolded me." Guo Dongyin's eyes were full of pity and admiration, and even a little tearful. Anyway, in Xiao Yan's eyes at this moment, this is a man who has been hurt by love and has a body full of love.
A boy with a tragic story.
Xiao Yan also seemed to be infected by Guo Dongyin's emotions, and he felt that he was connected by fate and that he was a fallen person in the world.
"To be honest with you, I have been here before. Before I came here, I was hurt in my hometown. In a fit of anger, I divorced that bitch. The child was awarded to me. The child was still young and there was nothing wrong with the child. In order to make money to support me,
My children go to school, so I have to do two jobs a day. I work as a security guard here during the day, and I have to deliver food to Taixiang Tower at night!" Xiao Yan pulled Guo Dongyin aside, and both of them squatted on the ground, as if they had met each other.
My confidant began to talk about the pain in his heart and the difficulties of these years...
"Xiao Yan, what are you doing?" the one-eyed man saw this and yelled angrily.
"Nmd, shut up! I've had enough of you for a long time!"