Future World: Love Through Time and Space

"Is there too few songs?" The Fourth Master looked back at Qiya in confusion, then nodded and said, "It's a little short, and it might be boring. Then write a few more songs, and you can ask the master tomorrow Let me tell you."

After saying that, he picked up the pen again and wrote a few poems eloquently. I saw him reciting while writing -

Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze is blowing.

If it weren't for Qunyu Shantou, we would meet at Yaotai.

Ice bright jade moistens the natural color, and the desolation spells the west wind guest. Reluctant to marry the east wind, diligent and diligent in the frost and dew. I wash up late at the green window and hold the glass cup with a smile. I went up to the dressing table in the slanting sun, feeling wine red and sleepy.

The red couplet is fragrant and the jade mushrooms are lingering in the autumn. I undress my Luo Shang lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only under the brow, but our hearts.

That day, Fourth Master finished writing these poems and left in a hurry.

The next day, when the calligraphy master came, he was very frightened when he saw these words. After taking several deep breaths, he began to slowly explain to Qiya.

From that day on, Siya was asked to copy the fourth master’s calligraphy! I also slowly began to truly come into contact with the ancient but profound cultural world of Qing Buddhism...

Once people become interested in something, they will work hard.

Just like Xia now, she no longer finds Qingfo's words boring and cumbersome, but is deeply attracted by these ancient, elegant and beautiful things...

Through these square characters, it is as if you can see the microcosm of time over millions of years!

The poems and articles here are all melodious and profound, which can make people forget themselves and tirelessly read them one by one, and savor the graceful artistic conception between the lines over and over again!

"What a rapid progress!" Prince Tianli appreciatively flipped through the rice paper filled with Qiya's writing.

"Actually, I still don't quite understand it!" Siya smiled, "Some articles are still obscure to me."

"It's normal. I've learned this since I was a child, and I still feel this way!" He smiled jokingly.

"Really??"

"Of course!"

"By the way..." Siya couldn't help but ask, "That Fourth Master..."

"Fourth Master?!" Prince Li was stunned for a moment, then nodded helplessly, "Yes! Fourth Master! What happened to him?"

"Is he really your staff?" Siya was always skeptical.

"Isn't it the same?" Prince Li asked.

"It's not very similar!" Xia smiled dubiously and helplessly, "He is much more powerful than you."

"I am used to being modest and cautious, and serving the emperor is the first priority." Prince Li lowered his head and fiddled with the pen and ink on the table, but in Xiya's opinion, he was just looking for some boring excuses!

So she couldn't help but ask again, "Then why do the gentlemen who come to teach me my lessons listen to him? They are very respectful and respectful when they see his handwriting."

"Ah?!" Prince Li raised his head in surprise, and after a moment he responded calmly, "Really? Your observation skills are very good, what comes out of Laka is different!"

"..." Xia sighed helplessly, knowing that she couldn't ask anything else! But if Prince Li lied to her, then this fourth master must have a more noble status than the prince?

In Qingfo, what status would such a person have?

Xia thought about it carefully and realized that she knew too little about this country...

It seems that what I learned in Raqqa is not enough!

As a result, Xia eagerly studied the history of Qingfo, so she expressed the hope that Prince Li would give her more history books. Although he was a little surprised, he happily agreed.