The Second Immortal Road

The Mingyue Lake Poetry Society of Dongyue Mansion is well-known far and wide. Whenever it comes to the poems, there are empty alleys with lanterns, buildings and boats. Gathered here.

On the large and luxurious painting boat, the third son of the city lord’s mansion smiled to Han Ming, and Concubine Yu said jokingly: “The three-year imperial examination was after the Mingyue Lake Poetry Meeting, or in Qamdo, more than a hundred miles away from Dongyue Mansion. This has attracted a large number of scholars, who will come to this poem to try the water. Of course, those poor and ruthless scholars are proud of themselves, and they will not see the oiran style or dream about receiving two beauties who admire their talents. The idea came out!"

Han Ming smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. The third son of the City Lord's Mansion was young, but interesting and somewhat similar to him. He looked down on those sour scholars who were full of benevolence and morality, but were not so clean in their hearts.

"The country emphasizes culture over military affairs, and the scholar status of the clan family is high and tight. Which military officer here provokes them will easily be elevated to the level of the entire scholar, causing a lot of penal criticism." San of City Lord's Mansion The son sighed and pointed to the small boats not far away. He changed his tone and smiled again: "But, in the final analysis, these scholars have cocooned themselves and are full of humanity and morality. They follow the way of saints, even if With power, we can only be honest and honest, but we can't be like other people's upright running dogs fighting cock, singing and dancing shengxiao, Qinlou Chuguan, at least not on the face, where is it like we are happy and happy!"

The white-bearded old man refilled his wine glass and drank it for himself. He said, "Since ancient times, there will be gains and losses. out."

"Oh? What does the old man mean!" The third son looked at the white-bearded old man with some doubts.

"Everything is rich and honorable, although it's ***, it won't last long after all. Did the third son plan to be happy, be a dude, and spend his life dangling?" The white-bearded old man stroked the white beard on his chest, angry Speak calmly.

The third son of the city lord’s mansion was stunned for a moment, but instead he smiled and said: "The old man said so, is it because he wants the kid to make meritorious work, or get fame and reimburse the country!"

"Hahaha, neither. Secular fame and wealth are all imaginary. This is the Qinglan country, and it is not eternal. You look at this now, little son. If you look back in more than a hundred years, you will You will find that what you think now is too much to mention!" The white-bearded old man laughed, and then dipped his index finger in the wine, and wrote two words on the sandalwood table, which was a little bit a little bit. The desktop said: "These two words are what the old man said. In front of these two words, fame seems too worth mentioning!"

"Changsheng!" The third son read out the two words on the table, and his face was full of doubts. After thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled: "The old gentleman wants to let the boy become a Taoist priest, go to the mountains and old forests to find immortals. , But are there immortals in this world?"

"Since so, the little son is born with wisdom roots, he is a seedling who cultivates immortality and asks questions, and I am willing to follow the old way. If it is protected by heaven, although he can't live forever, he can live forever!" The white-bearded old man said seriously. Nodded.

"Old gentleman, let's forget it. The kid is still young and has not experienced changes in the world. Even a lady in the main house has not yet asked for a monk!" The third son shook his head like a rattle, and decisively refused. Then he thought for a while and added: "Speaking of which, this reminds the kid of another name for Mingyue Lake, which is Fairy Tears, which is also related to the oiran. It is said that it was the first generation of oiran on Mingyue Lake more than a hundred years ago. It was two people, or a pair of sisters, whose surnames were named as Oiran, and they were taken away by the gods! It is said that from then on, the Oiran of Mingyue Lake gradually gained fame and evolved to the present. !"

"Haha, the old man has also heard of such things. Since then, the water of Mingyue Lake has been much clearer and sweeter. It is the tears shed by the two sisters of the Oiran Fei fairy that make the lake water like this. Yes, but according to the old man, it’s just a group of people who don’t know what immortals are. They are nonsense and untrustworthy.” The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and said, “Accepting disciples is just an old impulse, since you don’t Yes, then forget it!"

The white-bearded old man was also refreshed, and he was not too frustrated when he was rejected. He shook his head and smiled.

"A foundation-building period was on a whim. It is a great opportunity to accept him as a disciple of the Three Spiritual Roots, but he refused. If he knows in the future, he must have regretted his intestines!" Concubine Yu smiled. Transmission to Han Ming.

"It's not necessarily a missed opportunity. He has three spiritual roots, how about his cultivation, the opportunity to build a foundation is less than one, and his life is only one hundred and twenty or thirty years old. Instead of working hard all day, it is better to enjoy To enjoy wealth, practice some martial arts in the inner martial arts, keep fit, it is not difficult to live to more than one hundred, anyway, it is so long to live, instead of working hard for a lifetime, it is better to eat, drink, play and be a'trash'!" Han Ming transmitted the sound back. .

"Hmph, this is a myth. According to you, your spiritual root is still the four spiritual roots. Why are you still practicing? Why don't you go to the mundane to enjoy the glory and wealth, and continue to practice Dao fake babies!" Nose, snorted softly.

"People are not the same, and we can't make generalizations. How can this mundane kid compare to me? When I was his age, I started to trek from Wu to Jiang Guo, and I wandered between life and death several times! "Han Ming said with a rare arrogance, and then he seemed to think of something, and then added: "By the way, it should be this country. When I passed by here, it was the fifth stage of the Qi training period, but I was trained by three. In the middle of the hunt, I escaped by hiding in the mud at the bottom of the lake. I still remember the faces of those three people today!"

"Oh, there are still such things, now your cultivation base is up, don't you plan to take revenge?" Concubine Lu frowned when she heard the words.

"More than a hundred have passed. If those three people hadn't built a foundation, they would have died a long time ago. Where can I get revenge? What is my current status? I happened to meet them, so I wouldn't let them go!" Han Ming shook his head and smiled, then pointed to the distance, and said with a smile: "Look at the concubine, all the talents of the poetry society are here, take it. It seems that I started fighting poems, striving to win the oiran and win the eyes, and be able to have a boudoir on poetry."

"There are so many romantic talents competing for a spot. How beautiful this oiran looks like a fairy, which is a bit curious." Concubine Yu stretched her head and looked over, her face full. It is the color of curiosity.

"Actually, the reason why each generation of Oiran is so famous is not because she has so many looks, but mainly because the talent of Oiran is extremely high, which can provoke so many scholars to come over, saying that if the imperial examination allows it Is it a woman to run for the election? This Mingyue Lake Oiran will definitely be in the top three!" The third son on one side walked over with a smile, and then added: "And this Oiran is most famous for another thing. It is said that he is always alone with the Oiran. The talents I met will definitely be on the list in the imperial examination next year. This has been going on for many years!"

"Oh, there are such things, this is really interesting!" A hint of surprise appeared on Han Ming's face.

"Then I really want to see this oiran, what kind of person it is!" Yu Fei smiled and said, then gently took off the skull mask on her face, revealing a pair of suave, suave, rich faces underneath. God's handsome face.

Seeing the appearance of Concubine Xi, Han Ming showed a strange look on his face, and then smiled and shook his head. He guessed what Concubine Xi was going to do, and 80% of them had a childlike heart and wanted to participate in a poem meeting. of.

"Hey, I always thought it was a beauty I saw, but I didn't expect it to be such a handsome Xiongtai!" The third son looked at Concubine Lu's face, and suddenly his face was full of surprises, as for the old man with white beard. Wei Wei probed over, and his face was also full of weird colors.

"Hmph, the ship is going over there, this son is going to fight for poems!" Concubine Lu stretched her back and straightened her chest along the way.

The three sons looked up and down Concubine Yu, thought about it slightly, and then nodded and smiled and said to the back: "Go to the Shihui Painting Boat Center!"

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"Concubine, do you know how to poetry? Why don't I know!" Han Ming walked to the side of Concubine Xiao, with some surprises.

"You don't know a lot. When I lived with my mother in the commonplace, many well-educated people were arrested in the mansion. They became teachers and studied for a while!" Concubine Li walked to the bow, Looking proudly at a giant painting boat surrounded by a group of painting boats, the painting boat is actually bigger than the painting boat in the city lord’s mansion, which is more than thirty feet long, with five floors, at least more than a hundred. A separate room!

This painting boat is the big boat where the oiran is. All the poems and songs that will be delivered to this big boat, the small servants with intricate tones read aloud, judged by the surrounding scholars, the top ten are selected, and then The winner is selected by the oiran. Of course, the winner here is not necessarily the best poet, but 80% of the ten people are the most extraordinary and good-looking.

"I'll wait and see!" Han Ming nodded and accompany Concubine Lu. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "Second World of Immortals", WeChat follow "" to read novels, chat about life, and find friends~