It has been two months since I last came to Chashan.
Although the Bai Song Dynasty now manages this tea mountain with full authority, it still belongs to the Yu family.
When you come to Chashan, the first person you want to visit is naturally Mr. Yu.
It was still the small residence hidden in the tea mountains. Mr. Yu was dressed like a tea farmer, sitting in the courtyard drinking tea and listening to the wind, feeling content and content.
"Master, your disciple is here."
The old man who was taking a nap with squinted eyes opened his eyes after hearing the words of the old slave beside him.
Yu Shinan opened his eyes and saw Bai Song in the courtyard, bringing Sang Sang to Mr. Yu.
Bai Song bowed and saluted: "Student pays homage to Sir."
Sangsang was even more pious and knelt down to worship: "I have met my mentor."
Xiao Nizi knew that for her eldest brother to be where he is today, he cannot do without the help of this respected gentleman.
When Old Yu saw Sangsang for the first time, he was a little confused.
Bai Song explained: "This is because the student's wife's surname is Qu Sang, and she is called Sang Sang."
Mr. Yu nodded: "She is a simple and elegant person. Get up quickly. I don't like such a big gift."
Sangsang stood up and stood aside obediently, saying no more.
Mr. Yu looked at the two of them, a little strange: "Why did you come suddenly?"
"Seeing that the spring tea picking season was approaching and there was no one in charge on the tea mountain, the student brought my wife to take a look. From now on, my wife will take care of this place."
Mr. Yu smiled and shook his head: "You are like this again. You never personally take care of many matters, but leave them to others. Don't think about it. You can rest assured that these mountains and fields are left to a girl's family?"
"My wife is thoughtful and conscientious. She is far more reassuring than others."
"Bai Song..."
As they were talking, a female voice came from the side of the hut.
The sound was so sudden that Bai Song looked around and saw Qin Lanzhi, the daughter of the Qin family.
"Miss Qin?"
Bai Song was confused and looked at Mr. Yu, wanting to know what was going on.
Mr. Yu said: "The daughter of the Qin family will stay with me for a while."
"Stay here for a while?"
"The Qin family followed the trend and supported the imperial examination at the poetry conference, but they said that they were betraying my face and asked me to accept this girl as my disciple. No, she has already come to live in Chashan."
"So, Miss Qin is also Master's official disciple?"
"Yes!" Qin Lanzhi stepped forward quickly and said with a smile.
Qin Lanzhi was in a good mood. She stood in front of Bai Song and looked Bai Song up and down, with the corners of her mouth raised: "Senior brother!"
"..." Bai Song didn't know how to answer, and stared blankly on the spot.
"Last time we said goodbye at the teahouse, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Junior sister has been reciting the water tune song of senior brother and wanted to have time to ask for advice, but no one has been seen. It turns out that senior brother is Bai Song, which really surprises junior sister. "Qin Lanzhi was not repulsive at first, and was very enthusiastic about this senior brother. She made some slanderous remarks. Finally, when she saw Sangsang, she frowned and asked, "This is..."
Bai Song took Sang Sang's little hand and said, "Your sister-in-law."
Sangsang blushed and lowered her head.
Qin Lanzhi looked at it curiously for a few times, but without thinking much, she said hurriedly: "Brother, I also wrote a song based on your water tune title. Please give it a quick review."
Bai Song looked embarrassed, looked at Mr. Yu, and said in a low voice: "I came today because of business, and I don't have time to say these poems."
Qin Lanzhi was not happy when she heard this. When she came to Mr. Yu's side, she said coquettishly, "Sir, we agreed that as soon as we meet my senior brother, we will ask him to read the poems to me!"
Even Mr. Yu was rarely strict with girls. Seeing her acting coquettishly, he had no choice. He looked at Bai Song and said, "It's just a poem. It won't waste much time. Just listen to it."
Bai Song nodded reluctantly: "Then read it and listen."
Qin Lanzhi was overjoyed, and came to Bai Song, and said: "The frown is thin, the eyebrows are dark, and the jade mirror counts the delicacies. It is so lonely in the vast cold depths, and I open my eyes several times in autumn. I wonder if the world is always good? It is rare to see that the world is always old, and the resentment is locked in it. Lone Qiu. Hand-rolled sweet-scented osmanthus wine, where will the blue bird stay? Sleepless at night, wearing a ring, it is considered romantic. One star in the clear distance, who is called Chang Xian to hold the golden pot. Who would have thought that Chang'e would be so lonely, she would hate to go to the merchant valley, when will this happen? Rest? I invite the bright moon to share my sorrow with me."
Qin Lanzhi finished reading the word, her expectant eyes fixed on Bai Song: "Senior brother, what do you think?"
Bai Song shook his head: "It's just so-so."
"So-so..." Qin Lanzhi pouted, "Sir, you praise me so much, why is my senior brother so careless? No, no, no, you have to tell people clearly why you are so so-so!"
The little girl was unconvinced and grabbed Bai Song and refused to let go.
Today's Bai Song people already have a good foundation in poetry. In addition to copying other people's poetry, there is no need to compromise when it comes to distinguishing good or bad poetry.
The title of this water melody song looks gorgeous, but in fact it has many problems.
Bai Song said: "At the end of the first sentence, "Zhanyan is a few times". The pronunciation of the word "Zhanyan" is wrong, and the wording of "Zhanyan" is not good. It is too straightforward and lacks artistic conception. There are many ways to express the shortness of time. The last paragraph of Shangque begins. , hand-rolled osmanthus wine, the description is inappropriate, I have never heard of rolling wine, so I don’t understand its meaning.”
"You, you, you... don't hold on to the words!" The little girl protested, "Sir, as long as the artistic conception matches, you don't have to stick to the words!"
"When it comes to artistic conception, you are even worse." Bai Song said unceremoniously, "Your water-melody song is clearly based on the water-melody song I made as the opposite. It uses sadness and pride, and the whole poem is full of emotions. In fact, it is different from the one I wrote. In fact, it still does not escape the fixed template, and you can see the shadow of others everywhere. Little girl, poetry writing lies in perception, not in imitation. Things imitated will never have roots. And at your age, how can you understand the resentment of a woman? To write a new poem about sorrow, you are the one talking about."
This is Qin Lanzhi's most proud work, but it was completely criticized by Bai Song.
The little girl was extremely wronged, but she couldn't find anything to say to refute. She knew that her song was completely different from her senior brother's song, but even if she didn't like it, she wouldn't be so critical, right?
"Hmph!" Qin Lanzhi stamped her foot. Although she felt wronged, she was not as vulnerable as ordinary girls. She thought angrily for a while and then let it go. Who said she couldn't write as well as others?
Bai Song wasted a lot of time with Mr. Yu, and after a few words to dismiss the nagging little junior sister, he said he wanted to visit Chashan.
Mr. Yu waved his hand and said that he would not go wandering around the mountains with him.
Qin Lanzhi was very interested and insisted on following Bai Song, and also joined the team on the mountain tour.
Not far above Yu Lao's residence, within two months, there was a small village in the middle of the mountain.
The village is newly built, and the people living there are tea-picking girls who have recently settled in the tea mountains.
These tea-picking girls were all recommended by the Women's Aid Association in Chang'an City. There are a total of seventy or eighty of them, and all of them have settled in Tea Mountain and have been living here for more than a month.
Bai Song was also curious about their current living conditions.
