Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 371

[Chapter 367 So Many Birds…]

“Impossible!” Ye Shuyi and Lu Changle looked at each other.

For the exotic flowers in the soft garden, each plant has a particular growth position. After all, it takes ten years of savings to open the garden once. These ten years are the birth of the first birth of strange flowers.

But one flower falls, one peanut, and they still appear in the same position, this… does not conform to the rules of the formation.

Lu Changle walked up to Ye Shuyi without a trace, and Ye Shuyi took out the seal of Leya City Lord to check it out, and said via voice transmission: “There is no problem with the formation.”

Lu Changle frowned, thought for a while, and said, “Maybe it’s Wuhou’s talent that is astounding.” ?”

Ye Shuyi raised her head, looked at Chen Luo in the video, and complained softly: “This man, every time he comes to Leya, he has to do something different!”

At this time, the others were waiting with great interest. Chen Luo continued to write poems.

…

Chen Luo looked at the swaying flower buds in front of her, and raised her brows slightly.

This flower looks so undeserving.

Swaying!

Am I, Chen Luo, the kind of casual person?

Wang Bugui also nodded, and while harvesting the strange flowers below the third rank around him, he said: “Brother, let’s change the place!”

Chen Luo raised his leg, intending to change the place, but the strange flower suddenly gave birth to a branch, and Chen Luo Luo’s legs were entangled.

“This…” Wang Bugui stared straight at him. Before he came, the elders in the family once said that all the strange flowers above grade three in Rouyuan have flower bones.

But why is this flower so active?

Could it be…a courtesan?

Chen Luo looked helplessly at the strange flower, and felt that he had identified himself!

“Forget it, it’s all the same anyway, so it’s you!” Chen Luo sighed, reaching out and pointing at the flower bud.

Because Chen Luo was already in the flower field before, the flower theme did not appear. Now that Chen Luo intends to release this flower bud, he can only touch it again to stimulate the flower theme.

The moment Chen Luo touched the bud, a sad emotion came quickly.

At this moment, Chen Luo’s eyes blurred, and an illusion appeared again. It was outside Leya City Lord’s Mansion, a thin figure stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

…

“Brother!” Lu Changle cried out, and immediately apologized to Ye Shuyi, “Princess forgive me!”

Ye Shuyi looked at the picture in the video and shook her head slightly: “Master Lu, there is no need to do this. This is what my mother put in.” Exam questions.”

“So mother has always known!”

Lu Changle looked at the figure in the picture again with a complex expression. That figure is named Lu Weiyang, logically, he should be the head of the Lu family.

Back then, Lu Weiyang was invited by Princess Roufu to become Princess Qingyue’s teacher. Princess Qingyue is Ye Shuyi’s mother.

It was only ten years of teaching that caused Lu Weiyang and Princess Qingyue to have a special relationship, but at that time Princess Qingyue had already made a marriage contract. In the end, Lu Weiyang went north alone, went to Yumen Pass to fight to the death, and died in the battle.

Lu Changle thought he was the only one who knew that the day before his elder brother left the city, he stood outside the city lord’s mansion all night, and finally sighed: There is no fate in this life. Then he left and never looked back. And the Lu family tacitly stopped mentioning this descendant, as if the Lu family did not have such a person.

That was the seed of study that the Lu family valued the most!

It was just forgotten.

He never expected that Princess Qingyue knew all of this and put this scene in the Hundred Flowers Trial.

Princess Qingyue’s intention is very clear, she wants others to write poems, she wants people to know that there was a great Confucian in this world, his name is Lu Weiyang.

Lu Changle suddenly felt his nose ache. This matter involved Princess Qingyue’s reputation. He thought there would be no reversal, but he never expected that Princess Qingyue would let her go.

Now, this scene fell before Chen Luo’s eyes.

That is a great talent handed down from generation to generation!

…

The phantom disappeared, and Chen Luo sighed slightly.

The meaning behind that picture has also been passed on, not only he knows it, but everyone knows it.

Life is the most bitter, there is no fate.

Since ancient times, there has been no love and no hatred!

Chen Luo raised his head, thinking of getting the lonely figure of Mochizuki in his mind, and dropped his fingers—

several times he sat down and played the flute, and the silver man and the red wall entered Wangyue.

It seems that the stars are not from last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight.

The lingering thought pulls out the silkworm cocoon, and the heart hurts to peel off the banana.

In March and May in 2035, the poor glass of wine never disappeared.

…

After the poem was written, a deeper feeling of regret spread, and everyone outside Rouyuan couldn’t help but let out a long breath, as if they wanted to express the bitterness in their chests.

“Life is full of love and infatuation, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.” The great Confucian of Caotang College sighed, “In the early years, I heard that there was an unknown Confucian in Yumen Pass, who fought fiercely with his life. Later, to save the people of a city, he and two The barbarian king died together. I just found out today that it was Lu Weiyang from the Lu family!” The

Confucian of the Shihao family nodded: “Princess Qingyue is not insincere, but the most feared thing in the world is the word ‘helpless’. After reading all the regrets in the world, only It hurts most if you miss it.” The great scholar of

Yellow Crane Academy shook his head lightly, “Let’s not mention the behind-the-scenes matter, just talk about Wuhou’s poem…

” What a sentence of loneliness and despair.”

“The past is in front of us, but it can’t be reproduced. We can only stand alone in the night sky. The world is so big, there is only one person. How do you know that Princess Qingyue was not looking up at the moon inside the wall at that time?”

” Look at the third sentence again, Mr. Yishan said, “The spring silkworms will not die until the silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry.” How similar, it can be compared!”

“Wuhou, a great talent!”

The discussion of several great scholars was natural It was also spread, and many people nodded their heads for a while.

Ye Shuyi was silent for a moment, and said: “Master Lu, set up Lu Daru’s ranking when you go back.”

“My mother doesn’t care, let alone your Lu family.”

“Chen Luo Once the first poem is published, Lu Daru will last forever.”

Lu Changle hastily bowed deeply to Ye Shuyi, then turned around, bowed to Chen Luo in the picture, and did not get up for a long time.

…

in the soft garden.

The colorful text suspended in mid-air paused, and then floated into the strange flower. The bud of the strange flower trembled slightly, and then the petals slowly stretched out. At the same time, a strong fragrance of the flower came out.

“The fragrance of the flowers is overwhelming!” Wang Bugui moved closer to Chen Luo, “Brother, it’s a sign of the second grade.”

As soon as Wang Bugui finished speaking, the whole flower fully bloomed, and the rich fragrance came out. The light flew out of Chen Luo’s body and fell into the flowers.

At this moment, there seemed to be a phantom condensed on the flower, Wang Bugui smiled and said: “The flower shadow is about to come out, it’s Er… huh?”

Before Wang Bugui finished speaking, the phantom actually turned into a bird Then the bird opened its mouth, and a clear bird song sounded.

“Birds and flowers!” Wang Bugui was overjoyed, and grabbed Chen Luo’s hand, “It’s first-class! First-class! First-class exotic flowers!”

Just as Wang Bugui shouted, the fragrance of flowers suddenly spread, and quickly spread to the Three Hundred Miles Soft Garden , Immediately afterwards, continue to go outward, revealing the soft garden formation!

…

“Birds singing and flowers fragrant!”

“A rare flower of the first grade!”

Immediately, there was an exclamation outside the Rouyuan, which was mixed with this unbelievable voice, “Wen Yun raised the quality of the rare flower from the third grade to the second grade, but it can be upgraded from the second grade to the second grade !” First grade?”

“Layman Yi’an also made first grade poems back then, and then the rhyme has improved slightly in quality!”

“Everyone, just in case… I said just in case, Marquis Wu’s next poem will be first grade. If it is further improved…”

“Sacred grade? Impossible! Linhuang has not been consecrated as a saint, how can she cultivate rare flowers of holy grade in the soft garden she set up! Impossible!”

“Stop discussing these, the fragrance of rare flowers fills the whole city Lah…”

…

Leya City.

A strange fragrance was born out of thin air and spread throughout the city.

“Hahahahahaha, Marquis Wu! It must be Marquis Wu!” ”   Hurry

up and let the children inhale the fragrance of flowers. This is the fragrance of Wenhua’s exotic flowers, which can improve their literary talent!”

How much do you suck!”

“No farting, no one is allowed to fart!” In the

entire Leya City, adults gathered their children over their heads, and the children were breathing heavily.

…

in the soft garden.

Several rays of light flew over quickly, it was Ling Jueding, Liu Chenzhou and Xia Qingchuan.

The three looked at the birds flying around Chen Luo and the blooming flowers, and looked at each other.

Ling Jueding sighed: “Marquis Wu, half a cup of tea!”

I only parted from you with half a cup of tea, and yet you have opened a rare flower?

Can you still have fun!

Liu Chenzhou opened the paper fan and fanned it, and said with a smile, “If you don’t become a saint, I won’t write poems anymore in this life!”

Hurry up and become a saint. After you become a saint, you don’t have to compare with us.

Xia Qingchuan blinked, jumped to Chen Luo’s side, and hugged Chen Luo’s arm.

“Wuhou…Brother, do you think I’m pretty?”

Chen Luo poked Xia Qingchuan’s head with his fingers, and cupped his hands at Ling Jueding and Liu Chenzhou: “I’m just kidding.”

Liu Chenzhou waved his hands quickly: “Don’t say that. It’s a joke! I made you laugh!”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone couldn’t help but smile.

Ling Jueding smiled and said: “Forget it, my poetic heart is frustrated, and I probably won’t be able to write any good poems. It’s better to follow Wuhou and see if you have any other works handed down from generation to generation.”

Liu Chenzhou also nodded: “Next The title of the poem is “Crossing the Rouyuan with Liu Chenzhou and Fu De a Poem”.”

Xia Qingchuan stared: “No, it should be “Crossing the Rou Garden with Xia Qingchuan, Ling Jueding, and Liu Chenzhou and Fu De a Poem”! ”

Wang Bugui coughed dryly, indicating that he was still there.

Chen Luo laughed, slobbering: “Cough cough cough… definitely… cough cough cough!”

“Then let’s go!” Liu Chenzhou closed the paper fan, “There is an undetermined rare flower ahead, I will lead the way!”

Chen Luo nodded, and stretched out his hand to pick off the first-grade strange flower. The moment he picked it off, the flower stem burned up again, and another strange flower sprang out from the ground, swaying gracefully.

Liu Chenzhou said “Huh?” almost at the same time, and said, “Weird, just now I saw that undetermined rare flower disappear!

” The buds danced, as if Chen Luo was urging to release this strange flower.

At the same time, the book of life and death in Chen Luo’s mind trembled again, Chen Luo’s eyes blurred, and he did not see the flower field again, but the stone statue of birds and birds.

But at this time, weird things happened.

The heads of those stone statues all turned and looked at Chen Luo.

The carved eyes of the stone statue turned.

At this moment, these stone statues seemed to have become living creatures.

However, Chen Luo didn’t feel any malice in the eyes of the stone bird statue, but a kind of anticipation…

(To be continued)

Hahahaha, I’m done. .

Looking through the collection of poems, I fell in love with the poem “Full of Clear Dreams Over the Galaxy…” It’s

no longer fresh~

(End of this chapter)