We had a long conversation last night, and Yu Qingqing didn't know much about it.
I saw that after my brother left, he became worried, and finally decided to leave Chang'an suddenly.
Yu Qingqing was confused and had many things to ask Bai Song.
She wanted to know what her brothers and others said in the building and why she suddenly became worried.
"Bai Song, what did you say? My brother looked wrong when he came back, and now he actually said he wanted to leave Chang'an. Did you team up to bully him?"
Bai Song shook his head. He was also confused, so he said to Yu Qingqing: "Take me to see Yu Ji. Let's wait until everything is understood."
The two siblings' separate courtyards were far apart. Yu Qingqing took Bai Song to the door of Yu Ji's room and found that the lights were still on in her brother's room and that his brother was not sleeping at all.
"Yu Ji, what are you doing?" Bai Song called at the door.
Yu Ji opened the door and looked at Bai Song at the door, looking a little embarrassed.
Bai Song asked directly: "You are so good, why do you want to leave suddenly? Have you forgotten what we did in Tianxiang Pavilion?"
"That..." Yu Ji hesitated, then turned his attention to Yu Qingqing.
Bai Song glanced at Yu Qingqing and whispered, "Go back to your room and sleep first."
The little girl's eyes widened: "What? I won't do it. You are hiding everything from me. I also want to know what you are plotting."
"Go back to sleep!" Bai Song said in a commanding tone.
Yu Qingqing pouted her mouth and stamped her feet angrily. Although she was reluctant, she saw Bai Song's serious expression and left honestly.
Bai Song walked up to Yu Ji: "Can we talk now?"
Yu Ji turned sideways and motioned for Bai Song to come into the room to talk.
When he arrived in the room, Bai Song saw that Yu Ji was already packing his luggage. It looked like he was not joking.
"What the hell are you doing? Are you really going to leave? What do you mean? Are you leaving without saying goodbye or are you retreating?"
Yu Ji looked very embarrassed. After sitting down, he lowered his head, not daring to face Bai Song's gaze.
"You don't want to accept Lu Yao's proposal?"
Yu Ji took a sip of water, hesitated and said, "We, as literati, rely on other people's works to become famous. I am... always uneasy and... unwilling to do so."
Bai Song is a person who has been here before, and he can understand Yu Ji's mood.
Bai Song asked himself that he was not much of a scholar, but he was arrogant. He knew countless ancient masterpieces, but he was under tremendous psychological pressure just by picking out a water-melody song.
He is a time traveler, but he does not get as full a sense of accomplishment as written in the novel.
The Shui Tiao singer became famous all over the world, which only added to his inner condemnation of Bai Song.
Yu Ji was a true scholar and received the most orthodox ancient education.
If he was asked to do the same thing as Bai Song, his inner torment would definitely be even worse than that of Bai Song.
This decision is not to help him become famous, but to put chains on his spirit, so that he will always bear the guilt in his heart.
Bai Song suddenly didn't know whether he should persuade him or not, even though Yu Ji was a very important part of the four-party talks.
Yu Ji took another sip of water and continued: "I know this is very important to all of us, especially you Bai Song. You need my help to enter the East Palace. I, Yu Jizeng, am also a conceited person, but After seeing the talents of you and Lu Yao in the academy, I realized what it means to be a world outside the world and someone outside the world. I am very glad that I can be your helper one day, but standing among you like a puppet will make me feel very helpless. I feel ashamed of my grandfather’s teachings over the years.
I wanted to escape all of this, partly because I couldn't calm down, but also because I was afraid. I was afraid that one day I would be exposed. No matter how high I stood at that time, I would be miserable if I fell. I don't want the people around me to be embarrassed because of me, and I don't want to drag you and Lu Yao down. "
After speaking, Lu Yao took another sip of water.
When Lu Yao wanted to pour more water, Bai Song reached out to hold him down and took out another bottle of Wuliangye from his clothes.
"How boring is drinking water? Drink a bar."
Bai Song began to pour wine for Lu Yao.
He had just gotten drunk with Lu Yao during the day, and he hadn't recovered yet at night, so he wanted to have a few more drinks with Yu Ji.
The mellow aroma of Wuliangye has a seductive magic power.
The two of them clinked ten glasses of wine without saying a word.
Then Bai Song became a little drunk.
Bai Song needs to be a little drunk. Only when he is drunk will he not consider many external factors.
Bai Song had personal experience with Yu Ji's current predicament.
Yu Ji's mood was exactly the same as that of Bai Song when he copied poems.
Therefore, Bai Song has the right to speak.
"To tell you the truth, I didn't write anything about the Three Kingdoms...the Red Mansion...the Shui Tiao Ge Tou..."
Yu Ji was also drunk. After hearing this, he smiled indifferently: "Hahaha... This is the most arrogant joke I have ever heard."
"What I said is real."
"If you didn't write it, who would it be?"
"Some people who haven't appeared yet..."
"Haha... have a drink..."
"You do not believe?"
"How to make people believe."
Bai Song, under the influence of alcohol, almost said that he had traveled through time.
But fortunately, Bai Song was still a little awake, and after thinking about it, he resisted the strong impulse in his heart.
Bai Song was silent, took a sip of wine, and felt a little dazed listening to the cries of summer cicadas outside the house.
It turns out that another summer has arrived unknowingly.
At this time, Yu Ji was more awake. He seemed to notice the attitude in Bai Song's words. It seemed that he was not joking. He asked seriously: "Is everything you said true?"
"You don't understand. Those poems will appear in my mind like a flash of inspiration at a certain moment. They are from my hand, but they are not written by me."
"Poems, lyrics, and songs are just a flash of inspiration. Your ability is due to your talent."
Bai Song shook his head: "I think differently from you. I know my talents and I know that I am not capable of writing such a good work. At the beginning, I was also very scared and repelled... Do you still remember that I was When I entered school, I wiped out the water tune song. Everyone thought I had read the emperor's mind. The emperor didn't like the water tune song, so he kept it but didn't do it. You should understand the real reason now, right?"
"Are you afraid and are you holding back?"
Bai Song nodded: "Yeah, just like you, I'm afraid of being exposed, afraid of arousing suspicion, and afraid of falling off the altar one day."
Listening to Bai Song's words, Yu Ji put a glass of wine to his lips, but Yu Ji forgot to drink it.
Suddenly, Bai Song changed his tone and said with a smile: "But I'm not afraid now. Do you know why?"
"Because those fears and worries became the motivation for me to study. If I hadn't realized that my talents were not suitable, I would not have come to Yongxing College and would not have truly studied poetry. The pressure pushed me forward, pushing me I pursue the mythic version of myself, which is the height I long for. I want to become a person worthy of that height. I want to one day truly feel that I can write a water-melody song.
This is my pursuit, and I believe it will also be your pursuit. Does it matter who some works come from? I got it from a thought, and if I tell it to the world through your words, no one in the world will doubt it. Even if they do, what evidence can they get? We were classmates. Your grandfather was my mentor. He offended the emperor for me. As long as I say you wrote those works, then they were written by you. If you feel that you are not worthy of those poems, then hurry up and work hard to make yourself worthy of them instead of running away now. "
Yu Ji's eyes flickered, and his hesitant eyes gradually became brighter.
As an experienced person, Bai Song successfully opened Yu Ji's heart.
If you feel unworthy, work hard to become a better version of yourself instead of trying to escape.
Yu Ji drank a sip of wine and rushed to the courtyard excitedly. Still blowing by the night wind, he looked at the bright moon above his head and shouted: "Bai Song, listen carefully. One day I will write a song about transcendence." The words of Shui Tiao Ge Tou! Yu Ji will never back down!"
This was Yu Ji's unprecedented arrogance, completely losing his usual elegance and calmness. This is the passion and attitude that a scholar should have.
Before that, Yu Ji abandoned his passion, enjoyed the glory that Yu Shinan's descendants deserved, lived in his own comfort zone, and built his own cage.
Now, Yu Ji finally wants to make a breakthrough, throw away the halo given by his grandfather, and find his own path.
The road that belongs to Yu Ji is full of thorns. He will always live in the shadow of another person, struggling until he breaks out.
Yu Ji wanted to become famous, and he wanted to do it quickly.
After cheering up, Yu Ji began to discuss the next plan with Bai Song.
There are many large and small poetry societies in Chang'an City. If you want to become famous, the easiest way is to join various poetry societies and write some famous poems, which will soon be known to the world.
Of course, the larger the poetry gathering, the better, because large-scale poetry gatherings have the widest dissemination effect.
But as of now, no large-scale poetry gatherings have been held in Chang'an City in the past ten days, so we can only settle for the next best thing and go to some small poetry gatherings or simple gatherings of literati.
In order to make Yu Ji famous, Bai Song also risked his life and left a book of selected poems when he left.
Let Yu Ji freely choose from it. All the poems in it were recorded and compiled by Bai Song after a flash of inspiration.
Bai Song left.
Yu Ji opened the selected poems and was immediately stunned.
"Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts"
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows,
Small bridges and flowing water, people’s homes,
The ancient road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.
Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.
"Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia"
The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.
On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
Picturesque, a moment how many hero.
I think back to Gong Jin's time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
"Drinking"
The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses.
I ask you, what can you do? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.
The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
One night, Yu Ji stayed sleepless all night.
The thought was that Bai Song's flash of inspiration was too overwhelming.
