Wang Han understood Chu Wenxuan's mood at the moment. She was highly praised by people in Bihai Kingdom. When she put the hat of "Bihai Kingdom's most talented woman" on her head, she was directly sent to the clouds.
However, yesterday a thirteen-year-old girl wrote a poem that could be passed down through the ages, and it suddenly pushed her down from the clouds.
The higher she held her, the more painful the fall, so she had been depressed these past two days, thinking that her previous title was a joke, so she walked silently to the corner to heal her wounds secretly, not wanting to talk to anyone.
Unexpectedly, Wang Han called her out today and asked her to play a song.
She was also an outer disciple of Biyun Sect. When the hall master asked her to play, she had no reason to refuse, so she wanted to push Xiao Yinyue out to perform.
Wang Han saw that she looked like she couldn't cheer up, so he explained:
"Art and cultivation also have something in common, that is, it is best not to leave any knots in your mind. If your mind is not clear and your intentions are not smooth, you will become a demon in the future, which is very detrimental to your own growth. Therefore, you must Adjust your mentality and learn to face it calmly no matter what kind of blow you receive, so that you can make greater progress."
After hearing this, Chu Wenxuan pondered for a moment, then bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. Wenxuan understands. Then I will calmly adjust my breath for a while, and then play the piano for everyone to enjoy!"
When Chu Wenxuan sat down to adjust her breathing, Zhao Jin said to Xiao Yinyue in a casual tone:
"Xiao Yinyue, in this situation, can you recite a poem to express your mood at this moment?"
Xiao Yinyue said in surprise: "Ah? Are you still writing?"
Normally, if you have just written a masterpiece, how can you continue to write it? The reason why inspiration is so valuable is that it is elusive and cannot be found anytime and anywhere.
Wang Han comforted him and said: "I think that for you who love literature, of course you can write it, but if you want to write another classic poem like the one yesterday, it is really difficult. Excellent works often They are all written out of occasional income, so we do not require you to write any masterpiece, but just write a song that suits the situation."
Xiao Yinyue stood up and looked at the scenery in front of her. Except for the other six nearby peaks, which were relatively high, the rest of the peaks were much shorter. Looking around, there were layers upon layers of ups and downs, making people unable to help but wonder. Give birth to some pride.
She remembered several poems that fit the occasion, but she found that what she wanted to recite the most at this moment were those two famous lines through the ages, so after a long while, she said:
"I thought of two sentences, but unfortunately, there are only two sentences!"
After Xiao Yinyue paused slightly, he chanted:
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will be able to see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Jin and Wang Han said almost in unison:
"good!"
"good!"
The two of them stood up involuntarily at the same time and looked at the scenery in front of them, unable to help but feel extremely passionate.
Even Chu Wenxuan, who was adjusting her breath, broke her guard again and her breath became chaotic again.
This makes people live. Every time I speak, there are poems like this. Although they are fragments, they are definitely good poems that can be passed down through the ages!
Zhao Jin shouted excitedly:
"Yu Wuhen, come here, quickly prepare paper and pen, and ask Xiao Yinyue to write it down. From now on, these two lines of poems will be hung on Yunwai Pavilion!"
At this time, many people were sitting on the rocks chatting, but now they all stood up. With inexplicable pride, they stood on the edge of the cliff and admired the scenery in front of them.
Wang Han said with an intoxicated look:
"It's the right time. It's really the right time. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, it's like you're at the top and you can see all the small mountains. It's really unbelievable. This is what a thirteen-year-old child should do. His mind and courage, even though he only has a few words, are enough to be proud of the world."
At this moment, Yu Wuhen had already put the pen and paper on the stone table, and was willing to grind the ink for Xiao Yinyue there.
She wrote yesterday's poem in running lines, and today she wrote these two sentences in running cursive, which was more able to express the majesty of these two lines of poetry.
Wang Han took out a bottle of elixir and said:
"Please write me another one. I also have a bottle of the best Qi Refining Pill here, which you can use when you enter the Qi Refining Period."
Is there such a good thing? Xiao Yinyue immediately wrote another one and replaced it with a bottle of top quality Qi Refining Pill.
It seems that supporting the Foreign Affairs Hall is not bad, and you can also make extra money!
After Zhao Jin accepted the calligraphy and painting, he was a little embarrassed. Wang Han took two paintings and produced two bottles of top-quality elixirs. Although he said he was one of his own, there was no reward and it didn't look good!
He thought for a while, then took out a bottle of elixir and said:
"I don't have top-grade elixirs here, only a bottle of high-grade Five Elements Transformation Spirit Pill. I heard that you have low-grade Five Spiritual Roots. After you successfully introduce Qi into your body, you can use it to speed up your refining of Spiritual Qi. Just give it to you!”
Xiao Yinyue said gratefully:
"Thank you, thank you. My cultivation qualifications are not good. What I lack most is pills. With your help, I think I should be able to go more smoothly on the road of cultivation."
Such elixirs not only require a lot of precious medicinal materials, but also require high-level alchemists to refine top-grade elixirs and top-grade elixirs. Especially top-grade elixirs are difficult for even ninth-grade alchemists to refine. Successful refining requires master-level skills. Therefore, it can be said that it is priceless and many people cannot buy it even if they have spiritual stones!
As a small handyman, Xiao Yinyue didn't know when she would be able to earn such resources if someone hadn't given them to her.
In just two days, Xiao Yinyue received three bottles of elixirs. She couldn't help but want to say something -
"I have a lot of poems. Do you still have the elixirs?"
However, she was just thinking about it. If she really did this, it would be counterproductive.
Things are valuable when they are rare, and the same is true for poetry. Only a steady flow of water can maximize its value.
Zhao Jin sighed: "Your talent is really great and enviable. You can always write shocking poems in the simplest language. This has reached the state of returning to nature! Countless literati A state that you will never reach in your whole life is actually a starting point for you. With such a talent, who can compete with you?"
Xiao Yinyue said humbly: "Hall Master Zhao, thank you for the award, thank you for the award. This is just an occasional gain for me."
Wang Han smiled and said: "Who wouldn't want to gain something from such a poem?"
After finishing speaking, he remembered that Chu Wenxuan, who was adjusting his breath and preparing to play the guqin, was still beside him, so he asked:
"Chu Wenxuan, how are you preparing? Just take advantage of this excitement and play an impromptu song!"
Chu Wenxuan, who had just broken through the defense, found it impossible to adjust to a state of concentration and calmness again, so she had no choice but to nod and reply: "Okay, then I will play a song according to the current state!"
After saying that, he took out an exquisite and ancient guqin from his storage bag and placed it on the stone table.
Chu Wenxuan sat down and put her hands on the strings. After taking a slight breath, her fingers quickly passed over the strings, starting from a slide, and then, a cheerful song with a bit of heroism The spirit's "Changyou" echoed in the mountains.
She was skilled in fingering and full of emotions. Under the influence of the two poems just now, she even played the song "Changyou" with the joy of "the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoofs", and the depression in her heart seemed to be in the music. , dissipated little by little as the fingertips played.
When the song ended, Xiao Yinyue took the lead in applauding, and everyone also gave warm applause.
In such an atmosphere, Chu Wenxuan couldn't help but become cheerful. She invited Xiao Yinyue:
"Junior Sister Xiao, why don't you play a piece of music too? I really want to hear you play music!"
Xiao Yinyue shook her head with a smile and said: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore. With Zhuyu in front of me, I won't show my shame."
To be honest, Chu Wenxuan's playing skills are indeed very skillful, and she plays this piece of music very well. However, it is far from the top ten famous guqin pieces in her previous life. Her skills are not as good as Chu Wenxuan's. Wenxuan is not much different. If he plays a famous song, it will definitely cause secondary damage to Chu Wenxuan.
Her mood finally improved, how could she bear to hurt her again?
So, Xiao Yinyue refused with good intentions, but in the eyes of others, what Xiao Yinyue said should be true. No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to know everything, be proficient in everything, and be able to write poems well. , which is already amazing.
Therefore, Chu Wenxuan also kindly did not force Xiao Yinyue.
These are two very considerate women.
The knot in her heart was untied, and Chu Wenxuan was no longer so afraid to get close to Xiao Yinyue. The key was that she thought that apart from writing poems, she was no worse than Xiao Yinyue in other aspects, so she suddenly became mentally balanced and took the initiative Chatted with Xiao Yinyue.
After some small talk, we gradually got to know each other, and in a blink of an eye it was time for lunch.
At the dinner table, when everyone was having a lively meal, Chu Wenxuan, who had drank two glasses of wine, suddenly took out an old booklet and said to Xiao Yinyue:
"Junior sister Xiao, after these two days of brief interaction, I discovered that although you are a woman, after reading the poems you wrote, I found that your mind and magnanimity are not inferior to those of men at all. I admire you very much!"
"I have a very ancient sword technique here, "Heavenly Sword Dragon Song Jue". I have studied it myself for a long time, but I still can't figure it out. Why don't I give it to you as a gift. I think you have profound knowledge and maybe you can practice it. "
Xiao Yinyue declined politely and said: "This sword manual looks like something from a long time ago. It must be very precious. I understand your wishes, but I cannot accept this sword manual."
Chu Wenxuan ignored her, but put it directly on the table in front of Xiao Yinyue without any explanation and said:
"No matter if it's precious or not, it has no value if I keep it here. You don't have to refuse. Take it and study it first to see if you can understand it. If you can't understand it, you can pass it on to someone else or throw it away. No matter what, it doesn’t matter.”
Xiao Yinyue replied with a bitter face: "Palace Master Wang and Hall Master Zhao gave me things. They were gifts from the elders. I can be shameless and refuse them. But if you give me a gift, I am a little handyman. I don't have any gifts." It would be so rude to give it to you in return!"
Chu Wenxuan waved her hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I am a few years older than you. You call me senior sister. How can I need anything in return for senior sister to give a gift to my junior sister!"
Xiao Yinyue had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.
At this time, Wang Han joked: "If you feel bad, just give her a poem!"
Others also looked over expectantly. Xiao Yinyue thought for a while and replied:
"Poetry, I do have two lines, but they are still just fragments, not complete!"
Chu Wenxuan said with a smile on her face: "Fragments are fine, as long as they are written by you, I like them all!"
As he said that, he took out the paper and pen and put them on the table. Xiao Yinyue picked up the pen and wrote two lines of poetry in cursive -
"Don't worry, no one knows you in the future. No one in the world knows you."
For a moment, everyone in the house was shocked.
