There are too many girls, which greatly delays my cultivation of immortality.

The two got off the carriage and walked into Mo's house.

A man in his 20s came out to greet him, glanced at Ye Qingchen, and suddenly looked unhappy.

"Junior sister, why did you bring a eunuch here?"

Ye Qingchen smiled slightly: "Who are you?"

The man snorted coldly and said, "You little servant is not worthy of asking me my name."

Although in the palace nowadays, eunuchs and courtiers are competing against each other, the ones who are favored are old eunuchs who have been operating in the palace for many years.

Like the young eunuch in front of me, who is about 20 years old, he is truly at the bottom and a veritable "slave".

Li Qingwan frowned and said, "Senior Brother Wen, please don't be rude. Eunuch Ye is a distinguished guest invited by Master!"

After saying that, he turned to Ye Qingchen and introduced in a low voice: "Master Wen Zhiyin was the top candidate in the imperial examination the year before last. He is quite talented and famous. He is currently the editor of the Hanlin Academy and is accompanied by the prince."

Wen Zhiyin raised his head and looked at Ye Qingchen with squinted eyes, his posture was very arrogant.

But when Li Qingwan said that this person was Master's distinguished guest, although she had many doubts in her heart, she no longer dared to speak out to make things difficult.

Li Qingwan took Ye Qingchen towards the study.

Wen Zhiyin also followed. He really wanted to see what the value of this little servant, who was called "distinguished guest" by his junior sister, was.

Mo Zaiyu was sitting in front of the writing desk, writing furiously. In recent years, he has been concentrating on writing books.

As he is nearly [-] years old, he just wants to pour out as much ink as possible before he is buried and pass it on to future generations.

Hearing someone coming in, he raised his head and glanced outside the door.

When he saw Li Qingwan coming in with a man, his face suddenly showed anticipation and surprise.

But after seeing clearly that this person was a young eunuch, his expression suddenly became disappointed and solemn.

Judging from his age, this person could not be the great writer he expected! Without considerable experience, it is impossible to write the kind of vigorous emotions that appear on the page.

Although he was not an official in the government, he had a heart of caring about the country and the people. I have always been quite dissatisfied with the eunuchs' monopoly power, and I was full of hostility towards the eunuchs as a group from the bottom of my heart.

But she didn't know what Li Qingwan's intention was in bringing a young eunuch here today.

After seeing the ceremony, Mo Zaiyu asked in a deep voice: "I wonder who this father-in-law is?"

Li Qingwan said solemnly: "Sir, this Eunuch Ye serves the Queen Mother in Cining Palace. The poems I brought yesterday were written by Eunuch Ye!"

"What?" Mo Zaiyu was shocked and looked at Ye Qingchen in disbelief, "These...those poems were really written by you?"

Wen Zhiyin also widened his eyes and looked at Ye Qingchen in surprise.

Today he came to visit Master, and as soon as he entered the door, he was invited to appreciate three poems. Even though he is young and energetic and refuses to admit defeat, he has to admit that the literary skills of these three poems are superior to his own.

Besides admiring him, he didn't want to get to know this amazing genius. But he never expected that the other party turned out to be a young eunuch?

"How is this possible?" Wen Zhiyin couldn't help but said, "Writing poems and lyrics not only tests a person's literary skills, but is also closely related to the person's experience, personality, and mood. Eunuchs live in the deep palace and serve their masters all day long. What's in their hearts? How can we have the wildness and heroism in "Jianjinjiu"? How can we have the gentleness and delicacy in "Yulinling"?"

"Forgive me, Eunuch Ye!" Mo Zaiyu said sheepishly, "Although Zhiyin speaks a little more bluntly, his doubts are only human."

Wen Zhiyin said: "Junior sister, don't you have any doubts?"

Li Qingwan said: "The Queen Mother told me personally, how dare you doubt it?"

Hearing this, Mo Zaiyu and Wen Zhiyin were slightly stunned, neither of them dared to speak anymore.

Ye Qingchen smiled and said: "I can completely understand your doubts. In fact, I have not lived in the palace for a long time. In recent years, the Queen Mother sent me to practice martial arts outside, and even traveled to Chu State, Riben State and other places. A few days ago, I Just came back."

Li Qingwan nodded and said with admiration and envy: "No wonder I haven't seen you before. It turns out you have been to so many places!"

Wen Zhiyin said: "It is really gratifying and enviable that the Queen Mother thinks so highly of Eunuch Ye. Since ancient times, most of the poets and poets who have left their names in history were depressed and frustrated in life. When they are depressed and aggrieved, their emotions burst out and they complain. On paper, it becomes a masterpiece.

Eunuch Ye was favored by the Queen Mother and traveled abroad. He must be in a happy mood and be proud of the spring breeze. Under such circumstances, one can still achieve such high literary attainments, which is really admirable! "

At this time, he did not dare to question it openly, so he changed his explanation. It seems that he is pursuing him, but in fact he still wants Ye Qingchen to give an explanation.

Ye Qingchen naturally knew what Wen Zhiyin meant. A comfortable and successful life often smoothes people's edges. It is an indisputable fact that scholars have suffered from injustice since ancient times. Most of the good writings handed down from ancient times came from the times when the ancients were lonely, angry, depressed, and desperate.

Ye Qingchen smiled slightly and said, "Master Wen is right. I wonder if you have ever heard of a word called self-hypnosis?"

"Self-hypnosis?" the three of them asked in unison.

Ye Qingchen explained: "The so-called self-hypnosis is to imagine that you are in a certain situation. As long as the mind is strong enough, you can have real feelings."

"Haha..." Wen Zhiyin laughed, "The imagined things are too illusory, and the interference and impact on the state of mind are limited after all!"

"Those are ordinary people!" Ye Qingchen said, "But I am different. As long as I want, I can completely enter another person's state of mind, and even truly become that person!

Sitting at home, I can taste all the sufferings in the world and read all the warmth and coldness in the world without leaving the house.

Sometimes, I am a civil servant who was wronged and demoted to a barren land; sometimes, I am a fierce general who carries a gun and gallops on the battlefield to kill all directions; sometimes, I stand by the rolling river, recalling the past and thinking about the present; sometimes, I flew up to the clouds again and drank with the immortals..."

"Oh my God!" Li Qingwan exclaimed, "Eunuch Ye, are you telling the truth?"

Mo Zaiyu said: "The kind of self-hypnosis that Eunuch Ye mentioned is indeed possible, but it is difficult for ordinary people to do it.

Good or bad encounters in life actually do not depend on the environment, but on the inner state of mind. Having great wealth does not necessarily mean happiness, and dying in battle does not necessarily mean suffering. It is said that there is nothing outside the heart, the heart is the universe, and the heart is everything. "

Wen Zhiyin said dubiously: "The self-hypnosis that Eunuch Ye mentioned is too powerful for a literati, simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

Ye Qingchen nodded and said: "I know you can't believe it, so I might as well show it here today."

"Great!" Mo Zaiyu said excitedly, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Who will Eunuch Ye imagine himself to be and what will he do?" Li Qingwan asked curiously.

Ye Qingchen thought for a while and said confidently: "This time I will try a difficult one. I want to imagine that I am a person who is absolutely impossible to be in reality - the king of a subjugated country!"

"The king of the country's subjugation?" The three people exclaimed in unison, all in disbelief.

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly and walked around the room, frowning slightly as if he was lost in thought. While brewing his emotions, he murmured:

"This subjugated king was captured by the enemy and put under house arrest in the enemy's capital. Although he had no worries about food and clothing, he was burdened with the hatred of his country and his family. He felt aggrieved and resentful in his heart. He was in a foreign country, nostalgic for his homeland, and felt the desolation of his life experience..."

Mo Zaiyu, Wen Zhiyin, and Li Qingwan didn't dare to move. Their eyes followed Ye Qingchen and they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.