Chapter 28 Book presented by the Confucian Sword Immortal
Sitting on the roof, Xiao Xiaohan's thoughts were pulled back unknowingly. He watched Xiao Se playing the flute, Xie Xuan playing the piano, Ye Ruoyi dancing with her long sleeves, and Lei Wujie dancing with his sword to help out. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised again, don't be in a good mood.
Looking at Tang Lian on the side again, I always felt that this senior brother had a feeling of annoyance. He shook his head. He probably saw others playing the flute, playing the harp, dancing the sword, and dancing the sword. Without him, he
What's up.
I saw him randomly jumping onto the roof, wearing black clothes flying in the wind, and singing loudly.
"I want to ride the wind to the north, and the snow falls on the Xuanyuan as big as a mat.
I want to borrow a boat to travel eastward, and the fairy Chuo Yue stands in the wind.
I want to step on the clouds for thousands of miles, but what can the dragons in the temple do to me?
The top of Kunlun is bathed in sunshine, and the green mountains can be seen in the desperate situation of the vast sea.
The swallow that flies thousands of miles away will not come back without seeing anyone from the end of the world!"
Now it was Xiao Xiaohan's turn to be stunned and thought to herself: "Isn't this the poem that An Shi left behind when he left Khotan? Why is Tang Lian now learning and selling it? But now Tang Lian is like Baili Dongjun's apprentice.
It didn’t look like it before.”
The song is over.
Xiao Se put down his flute, Confucian swordsman Xie Xuan also left his hands on the strings, Ye Ruoyi put away her long sleeves, and Lei Wujie also waved his sword heavily, and all the petals rose up to the sky, pouring out like a goddess scattering flowers.
Next, it rained a burst of colorful flowers.
When the flowers fell to the ground, Lei Wujie raised his head, with a bit of shyness on his brows. He looked at Ye Ruoyi, hesitated for a while and said softly: "What a coincidence. We meet again."
Xiao Xiaohan, who had just jumped off the roof next to him, heard Lei Wujie's somewhat shy tone and the list of worst opening lines. He lost his balance and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Xiao Se held him up.
Already.
"Let me go, how can a little fool say such mean things to a peerless beauty like Zoey?" Xiao Xiaohan couldn't help complaining while standing next to Xiao Se.
At this time, Tang Lian jumped down from the roof and silently asked Xiao Se and Xiao Xiaohan: "Although I don't understand much about this, isn't this opening a little bit bad?"
Xiao Se curled his lips: "It's so bad that it's outrageous."
Xiao Xiaohan, on the other hand, had an expression that needed improvement and said nothing.
Ye Ruoyi smiled slightly and rolled her hair: "Yes, we meet again."
The atmosphere was awkward. It was in vain that Feilei Wujie Sword Immortal's sword was so beautiful and moving that it made a very impressive opening, but this opening was a waste of such a good sword dance.
"Alas" Xiao Xiaohan sighed and looked at Lei Wujie, "Very good, very good. There is no one better than the little idiot in Beili."
"There is a beauty here, and you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy." Xie Xuan gently stroked the strings of the piano and chanted softly, which slightly relieved his embarrassment. He stood up, looked into the distance, and suddenly said,
"An old friend is coming."
"It's better to leave quickly," Xinlian said while standing in the elegant seat.
Xie Xuan jumped up, jumped back to the Yage, picked up the book box placed beside him, and jumped back into the courtyard again. He said to everyone: "I met the young people of Xueyue City today, and I realized that the number one city in Jianghu is not
Frankly speaking, this Hundred Flowers Festival was not in vain, so I’ll just say goodbye. I don’t have anything to give as a gift, so I’ll give you a few books.”
Then with a wave of his hand, a slightly old book flew out of the book box and landed in Ye Ruoyi's hands.
Ye Ruoyi was surprised when she looked at the slightly old book in her hand: "This is..."
"The King of Jiangling also said that if you dance with a sword, although it is a good dance, the killing spirit is too strong. You are a woman and you are not in good health, so you cannot dance often. This dance is called Jinghong. When you dance, like
The swan geese are soaring in the sky, emphasizing softness and beauty, and less killing, which is beneficial to you." Xie Xuan lowered his head and said with a smile.
Xie Xuan handed another unknown book in his hand to Xiao Se, and suddenly said: "Have we met this little brother?"
Xiao Se, who usually didn't even look down on Sikong Changfeng, was respectful at this time. He nodded and said briefly: "Jixia Academy."
"No wonder." Xie Xuan's expression remained calm, "Then I didn't send this book by mistake. This book has no name. Because I wrote it, I haven't thought of a name yet. If you can think of a good name after reading it,
, you can write it yourself.”
The unnamed book of Confucian sage Xie Xuan? The hearts of those present who had learned about this person's identity were all moved. Everyone knew that Xie Xuan was knowledgeable throughout the ages and his knowledge had long been comparable to that of the previous saints, but the books he wrote never
Write the title of the book. King Jiangling also praised it, but I don’t know why.
Just when Xie Xuan wanted to turn around and look at Tang Lian, he was blocked by Xiao Xiaohan. Xie Xuan looked at Xiao Xiaohan's resentful expression and said helplessly: "Why, you don't have enough Buddhist scriptures, so you still want to read my book? This time
I have already given the book to my good disciple, you are going to be late."
Everyone was shocked when they heard that Confucian Sword Immortal had accepted a disciple. People who could become Confucian Sword Immortal's disciples were very knowledgeable.
"I also want an unknown book, will you give it to me?" Xiao Xiaohan asked.
"Oh, I told you, I've given it to my good disciple. I want to find Shiyu." Xie Xuan crossed Xiao Xiaohan and rushed to Tang Lian: "I often heard your master complain that he accepted a prude.
Disciple, today you look like your master in his youth. I will give you a book, which your master also liked to read when he was young."
Tang Lian was stunned and hurriedly took the ancient book, only to see two words written on it: Wine Sutra. She was also a little dumbfounded: "Master loved this when he was young?"
"Your master is known as the Master of Wine. He is addicted to wine. He was already like this when I met him when I was twelve years old. At that time, he said that the wine in the world had become bland and tasteless, so he asked me for this "Wine Book"
, the wine inside is not ordinary wine, 'Xiaobai floats thirty glasses in a row, and the spring thunder rings on the fingertips', don't waste it. In addition, if you can go to Tianqi, you must go and see the King of Jiangling, I believe he will
I’ll give you a better book than this one.”
"Junior, I will remember it." Tang Lian hurriedly clasped her fists.
"Sure enough, he is a prude. If you go to Tianqi to see King Jiangling, you will hardly even be able to enter the palace gate."
Xie Xuan turned to Lei Wujie again and handed him a booklet with a beautiful cover.
Lei Wujie looked at the pamphlet in his hand and asked puzzledly: "Senior, what is this?"
Xiao Se glanced at the title of the book and said thoughtfully: "Snow comes late?"
"It's snowing in the evening, and I can drink a glass of nothing." This is written by Xie Feixuan, a talented girl from Jiangnan. It is so touching that even the queen in the palace is said to have cried after reading it. I give you this book "Snow in the Night", and learn from it.
"Protagonist, please don't say such embarrassing words next time we meet. Even King Jiangling has turned a few pages of this book, Snow Comes Late," Xie Xuan said with a smile.
Lei Wujie's face immediately burned up, but Ye Ruoyi was calm and kept a faint smile.
"Ah" Lei Wujie heard the "Wanlaixue" in his hand and even King Jiangling had opened a few pages, and looked at Xiao Xiaohan in surprise: "Sister, is that right?"
Xiao Xiaohan laughed inwardly when she heard that her father had opened a few pages of "Wan Lai Xue", looked at Lei Wujie and said, "Do you believe it?"
Lei Wujie happily clicked "Letter."
"Just believe it," Xiao Xiaohan said.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Xie Xuan suddenly turned around.
A voice came from the distance: "I just came, and you have to leave."
"Hahaha."
"Dead scholar," the voice in the distance said coldly.
"Ferocious..." Xie Xuan walked further and further away, and the last two words were difficult to hear clearly.
"Master, walk slowly. I'm sorry that I can't send you far away."
Hearing the oriole-like voice, everyone except Xiao Xiaohan looked up and saw Shiyu in palace attire standing in the elegant seat, waving goodbye to Xie Xuan who was walking away.
"I don't need you to send me as a teacher," Xie Xuan turned around and shouted.
"Alas" Shiyu sighed, "It was a waste of my good intentions."
Tang Lian and Lei Wujie were stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect that she was the apprentice of Xie Xuan, the Confucian swordsman.
Lei Wujie looked panicked and turned around to avoid running away, but was blocked by a sword. It turned out that the person who had just spoken had arrived. Dressed in white clothes and wearing a gray scarf, he was none other than the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi.
"Little fool, didn't you tell you about Sword Immortal when you came down the mountain?" Xiao Xiaohan asked.
Lei Wujie scratched his head awkwardly and whispered, "No."
"Oh, I still want to save your life. This is what you said. Even if I want to save you now, there is nothing I can do," Xiao Xiaohan said.
"Master." Lei Wujie nodded and bowed, as if he had done something wrong.
Li Hanyi glanced at Lei Wujie coldly and said, "I was on the mountain and suddenly saw a sword energy here."
"It's a good sword," Li Hanyi said slowly.
"Really?" Lei Wujie scratched his head happily and looked at Li Hanyi with wide eyes after realizing it: "Master, you praised me."
"But... who told you to run down the mountain?" Li Hanyi raised his sword and knocked Lei Wujie away, who was still laughing with his mouth open.
"Hahaha" Xiao Xiaohan looked at Lei Wujie who was knocked out and said, "The little fool won't tell me any white lies, so I can save him."
"You...save him" Xiao Se said uncertainly.
"Why can't I save the little idiot?" Xiao Xiaohan's phoenix eyes slightly stared at Xiao Se beside him.
At this moment, King Jiangling, who was far away from Tianqi, was alone in his room, drinking wine and said, "Today is the Baihua Festival. In the past, Hanyi would send things to her father and me several days in advance. Why, it's been seven days and we still haven't seen her.
The same goes for Xiaohan. She went crazy playing outside and didn’t even miss her old father."
If Xiao Xiaohan was at home, she would definitely pour a basin of cold water on Xiao Ruoyu to wake him up.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Xiang Lan's voice came from outside, and Xiao Ruoyu in the room stretched lazily and said: "Come in."
Xiang Lan opened the door and walked in with a particularly bright peony in her hand. "Your Majesty, the eldest lady's things have arrived."
He handed the peony flower in his hand to Xiao Ruoyu and stepped back.
Xiao Ruoyu looked at the peonies in her hands, her eyes gradually filled with resentment, and she whispered: "I don't know how to write a letter to your old father. Alas, the daughter is not good at staying in college. She doesn't even miss her father."