Ye Qingyun and others finished the roasted whole lamb and drank the two jars of wine.
It happened to be late at night at this moment.
The moonlight is bright and clear, and the moon is as bright as a disk.
The entire Fuyun Mountain was shrouded in moonlight and was exceptionally bright.
“I didn’t expect that this place would have such beautiful scenery while admiring the moon!”
Xu Changfeng looked at the bright moon and said with emotion.
"Yes, even I never thought that the land of Fuyun Mountain would be so extraordinary."
Dongfang Su said.
While everyone was admiring the moon, they were also recalling every detail of their acquaintance with Ye Qingyun.
Everyone couldn't help but feel very emotional.
Ye Qingyun also felt very sentimental.
It has been a long time since he came to this world.
Met so many people.
I've been through so many things.
Everything seems like a dream.
Sometimes, Ye Qingyun really wonders if he is still dreaming?
I wonder when I wake up and I will return to the original world?
"I almost forgot the mooncakes!"
Ye Qingyun slapped his forehead and immediately took out the mooncakes.
Everyone couldn't help but look forward to it again.
The roasted whole lamb just now was extremely delicious.
But so many people were sharing the food together, and some were taken away by Leng Muxue's master and servant, so they really didn't have enough.
Ye Qingyun seems to have something good, so everyone is naturally looking forward to it.
Soon, plates of mooncakes were brought out by Ye Qingyun.
"What is this?"
Everyone had never seen mooncakes before, and they all looked curious.
"Hey, this is a kind of pastry from my hometown, called moon cake."
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
"moon cake?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
This name is quite interesting.
"In my hometown, mooncakes are only eaten around the Autumn Festival."
While Ye Qingyun was speaking, he was already distributing mooncakes to everyone.
"Master Ye, how do you eat this food?"
Dai Yansong asked.
"Just eat it."
Everyone began to taste the mooncakes.
At first, everyone thought it was nothing.
But soon.
They all tasted the unique taste of this moon cake.
“This mooncake is so delicious!”
“Especially the filling inside, it’s so delicate and soft?”
"Sweet and delicious!"
...
Everyone just ate roasted whole lamb and felt a little tired.
Eating this mooncake at this moment is just enough to relieve my tiredness.
In order to cater to everyone's tastes, Ye Qingyun also specially made mooncakes with different flavors.
There are bean paste fillings, mung bean fillings, lotus paste fillings, jujube paste fillings, and taro paste fillings.
There are also meat fillings.
Of course, the most classic five-nut mooncake is a must-have.
Although Ye Qingyun himself was a little bit uncomfortable with eating this stuff.
But there’s no guarantee that people will like it.
So I prepared some.
I really didn’t expect that five-nut mooncakes would become the most popular flavor.
Especially Mofo Bo Xun.
He stood alone on the edge and silently ate five-nut mooncakes in succession.
She seems to have a special liking for the taste of five-nut mooncakes.
"Bo Xun, why do you eat so much?"
Liang Nianxiu asked curiously.
"tasty."
Mofo Boxun replied.
"I think it's delicious too, but you ate too much."
Liang Nianxiu was speechless.
Upon hearing this, Mofo Boxun stretched out his hand to take the moon cake and paused slightly.
But I still couldn't resist the temptation of five-nut mooncake, so I picked up another five-nut mooncake.
Liang Nianxiu sighed.
She doesn't really like the taste of five-nut mooncakes, but prefers mooncakes stuffed with meat.
It's so delicious that you'll want to take off on the spot.
Everyone ate with gusto.
Ye Qingyun was also eating mooncakes, enjoying the tranquility at this moment.
"Mr. Ye, when I was in the Tang Dynasty, I heard that even the poet saint Du Wei admired Mr. Ye's poems, but I wonder if Mr. Ye could use the moonlight to recite a poem for us?"
Meng Youran suddenly smiled at Ye Qingyun.
"Then it's a real honor for us."
"Yes, Mr. Ye, why not recite a poem."
"Let us also see Mr. Ye's talent."
...
Many people spoke out.
Ye Qingyun wanted to refuse, but everyone was coaxing him, so Ye Qingyun was embarrassed to refuse.
Moreover, it would seem a bit inappropriate not to recite a poem about this situation.
The main thing is that the atmosphere is in place!
It was definitely not Ye Qingyun's intention to show off.
Um!
That's it!
"Ahem, since everyone is so supportive, I have no choice but to show my shame."
Ye Qingyun smiled awkwardly.
Everyone suddenly looked expectant.
In the Tang Dynasty, Ye Qingyun recited poems better than the poet Du Wei, and this incident also spread to the Southern Wilderness.
So many people here know it.
Ye Qingyun looked at the bright moon and naturally had an idea in his mind.
"Since today is autumn, I will use the moon as the theme."
The theme is the moon!
Everyone is looking forward to it even more.
It is not easy to compose a poem titled this month.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine!"
This first round immediately stunned everyone present.
"I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?"
"I want to ride the wind back home, but the beautiful buildings and jade buildings are empty. It's extremely cold at high places."
These two sentences in succession shocked everyone.
The beauty and elegance of the poem is not only secondly, but mainly the artistic conception contained in it, which is worthy of everyone's deep study.
"Could it be that Mr. Ye feels that this world is too mediocre, so he wants to go back to where he should be?"
"What kind of world is that? Is it the legendary land of gods?"
"Isn't it too cold to be in a high place? Master Ye is really too lonely. A master like him is indeed at the top of the world, and there is no one who can compare with him."
...
Everyone was silently guessing the meaning of the two lines of poetry.
Ye Qingyun naturally didn't know.
If he knew, he would definitely give a thumbs up and praise him for perfect reading comprehension.
"Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?"
Ye Qingyun continued to recite poems.
Although this is not a poem he composed himself, there is no shame in reciting it at this moment.
His face is not red and his heart is not beating.
He also looked very engaged.
It's as if the emotions are already in place.
"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will shine on the sleepless people."
"There shouldn't be any hatred, nothing will last until we say goodbye."
Everyone was completely immersed in Ye Qingyun's poem, and every one of them looked moved.
Even Demon Buddha Bo Xun showed a completely different expression than before.
This poem seemed to bring everyone's minds to another level.
I saw a completely different world than before.
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes."
"This is an ancient matter!"
"Nung, moon and new moon."
After Ye Qingyun finished reading, he was also filled with emotion.
It's a pity that I didn't look in the mirror, otherwise I really want to see how cool I look when reciting poetry?