"How about we compose poetry?"
A colleague suggested it.
Qin Yuan's heart tightened.
When I read novels in the past, I saw the protagonist compose poems, bah, copy poems, and everyone was shocked. I felt very happy.
After reading too much, I found something wrong. When people talk about the skills of poetry writing, the secret is revealed.
"Come first from far away"
Shao Guilin called the roll call.
Ganlin Niang.
Qin Yuan said greetings in his heart.
After thinking for a while, I sent you a limerick I saw on the Internet in my previous life: "When a person reaches middle age, everything is over, but the weather is cold for a long time. He sees through all the gains and losses of advancement and retreat, and throws away fame and fortune like excrement."
"good"
"good"
…
There was a burst of applause.
"A bit old-fashioned."
Shao Guilin commented while stroking his beard.
He turned his head sideways, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Next, Qin Yuan knew why everyone had agreed.
Everyone's poetry writing skills are not very good.
A piece of limerick.
It's normal when you think about it. Poetry was not tested in the imperial examinations of the Hun Dynasty, and few people studied poetry at all.
Not to mention composing poetry on the spot.
Early the next morning, Qin Yuan came to Zuo Shiyuan, which was as quiet as usual, with a hangover.
Qin Yuan likes this place more and more.
Quiet, a kind of otherworldly quiet.
Very comfortable.
"Lin Yidong wants to ask for help."
Li Guangqian suddenly ran over and said.
Qin Yuan's mood suddenly deteriorated a lot.
Another hero dies.
"Scholars and emperors share the same world. Lin Yidong's rebellion is not against himself."
Li Guangqian's attitude was completely different from the last time Tan Zhuangfei was beheaded.
Confused, mixed with a little anger.
Scholars say that they share the same world with the emperor.
The scholar-officials said that they share the same world with the emperor.
Xungui said that he and the emperor share the same world.
The subordinate official said that he and the emperor share the same world.
The religious people in the Haixi countries also said that they share the world with the emperor.
Then here comes the problem.
The emperor... Who the hell is he sharing the world with?
"Unfaithful and unfilial"
Li Guangqian cursed.
Qin Yuan had no doubt that if he met Lin Yidong, Li Guangqian would quarrel with Lin Yidong.
Qin Yuan then scolded Lin Yidong for a few words, winning Li Guangqian's favor.
Somehow we ended up talking about Jiaofangsi and Bada Hutong.
In addition to Jiaofangsi, there are eight major alleys in the capital.
Jiaofangsi is for gentlemen, and Bada Hutong is for people other than gentlemen.
This is not to say that the quality of Bada Hutong is not good.
In fact, there are many brothels in Bada Hutong, which are much better than Jiaofangsi.
As far as Qin Yuan knew, there were dozens of adults who ran into the eight major alleys of Tianchao.
We chatted for half an hour.
With the excuse of wanting to ask Lin Yidong a few more questions, Qin Yuan bid farewell to Li Guangqian and came to Tianlao again.
Lin Yidong had been tortured beyond recognition and lay motionless on the ground.
Qin Yuan walked in and found that many places on his body were festered and smelly, and there were annoying flies buzzing around.
Even if he is not beheaded, he will not live long.
Qin Yuan came closer and said: "If you have any last words, I will definitely help if I can."
People have given me such great benefits, so it's unreasonable not to do something.
Lin Yidong opened his swollen eyes, glanced at Qin Yuan, and ignored him.
Qin Yuan is not qualified to gain his trust.
Qin Yuan's heart moved, and he activated the Vajra Indestructible Magic, and his hands turned golden.
Lin Yidong glanced at it inadvertently and was stunned on the spot.
It's only been a month since I taught this historian the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility.
Could it be that he was in jail and was confused? Ten months have passed.
"I did some calculations. It only takes two years for me to master the indestructible power of Vajra."
Qin Yuan removed his transformation while speaking, and his golden palms turned into normal colors at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Yidong recovered from the shock, took a deep look at Qin Yuan, and said through a message: "My home is in Minzhou..."
After Qin Yuan repeated the address many times in his mind, he said, "I remember it."
Lin Yidong sent a message again: "I have a suicide note for my wife, which means that I will say goodbye to you forever with this book! When I wrote this book, I was still a single person in the world; when you read this book, I have become a ghost in the underworld. I wrote this book with tears and pen and ink.
…
On October 26, Xinwei year, this is the final work. "
After Qin Yuan finished writing, he sighed: "A ruthless person may not be a true hero."
At noon, with the red sun in the sky, Lin Yidong was beheaded at Caishikou.
The body was exposed for seven days to warn those who would come later.
…
Return to Xisantiao Hutong.
Qin Yuan came to the underground stone chamber that was dug not long ago. It was not large but very deep.
First, you can avoid being attacked by others while practicing.
You must know that when you practice Qigong, you are at your most vulnerable.
Secondly, if you make a big noise, no one else can hear it.
"Transformation"
Qin Yuan's hands turned golden.
If Lin Yidong saw this, he would definitely be shocked. He only transformed five times in his life.
Qin Yuan's transformation was just like a joke, he changed at will.
boom!
Qin Yuan punched the ground, and a big hole appeared.
If this punch hits someone, tsk tsk.
After practicing, Qin Yuan became a pure vent.
After a long, long time, Qin Yuan stopped and sat on the ground helplessly.
He vaguely saw the young man named Lin Yidong turning back and smiling at him, then walking towards the light with his head held high and full of confidence.
"Go well"
…
One year later, it will be the twenty-fifth year of Chonghui.
In return for betraying the emperor, Wei Ting became the governor of Qingzhou. There are no provinces in this world, and states are equivalent to provinces.
Wei Ting's leap from a general of the Suzhou Guard to a high official in the feudal territory can be said to be a meteoric rise to the top.
But Qin Yuan is still an unknown record.
Of course, this is the surface, but behind the scenes, Qin Yuan has had a full hundred years of internal power.
Even among the great masters, he is among the best.
If he meets the sweeping monk, he only uses his internal strength. Qin Yuan thinks he will be the victor.
At the same time, Qin Yuan's practice of the Vajra Indestructibility Magic Skill was halfway completed. With each movement, the upper body turns golden.
It's a pity that there are no guns in this world. Qin Yuan must try to see if he can block the bullets.
Gululu...
A cry came from my flat, tight belly.
Qin Yuan simply packed up and walked out of the house.
We found a smoky food stall nearby to have breakfast.
The boss is a woman, nicknamed Tofu Diaochan. She has a vigorous and wild feeling, rough but pure, and very charming.
"Guest, do you want salty tofu puffs or sweet tofu puffs?"
Tofu Diaochan asked with a smile.
Only kids with no money make choices.
Rich adults want them all.
"Two bowls, one salty and one sweet."
"okay"
Qin Yuan found a seat near the back and sat down.
To avoid being bumped into by passers-by.
The only bad thing about street stalls is that they are too crowded.
"Tofu Diao Chan, I'm here to eat your tofu."
The new guest joked.
"Go and eat your mother's tofu"
Tofu Diao Chan is very aggressive, with her hands on her hips and her mouth open to curse.
It made everyone laugh.
The street stalls were filled with cheerful air.
