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Chapter 71 The wind of celebrities

The first impression between people is very important. To put it simply, it is about eye connection. If you are pleasing to the eye, everything will be fine. Even if you fart, I will feel that you are playing the music of mountains and rivers. I will immediately become a lifelong friend. If you don’t see you,

It's so pleasing to the eyes that when you lick your lips, you feel like you've just eaten cow dung and are relishing it, feeling disgusted and disgusted from the inside out.

Although Xianyu Zhongtong dislikes Gu Qing a little, it's not that serious, but it does make him a little disliked. After all, he made a big mistake for them as soon as they met.

Xianyu Zhongtong was not a martial artist. He was a serious civil servant. He was a Jinshi in the 20th year of Kaiyuan. As a civil servant, he was appointed as the governor of the feudal town. Such an appointment was actually a bit absurd, especially since Jiannan Road was attacked from the north and south, and there were enemies in the north.

Tubo, with Nanzhao to the south, had been involved in various wars with the Tang Dynasty in recent years. Li Longji sent a civil servant to such an important position as Jiedushi, which was a very foolish appointment in itself.

However, who told him to have a good relationship with his elder brother-in-law? The Holy Emperor, who was intoxicated in the wonderful illusion of his own civil and martial arts, was fooled by his elder brother-in-law with a few words, and he really believed that a civil servant could serve in Jiannan

Dao Da Kill was loved by everyone in the Quartet, so he gave the appointment very happily, so Xian Yu Zhongtong immediately set off from Chang'an, touring the mountains and rivers all the way, appreciating the great rivers and mountains of the motherland while walking, and it took him half a year to arrive at Jiannan Dao

.

After traveling through time for such a long time, Gu Qing heard a little bit about the current situation of the Tang Dynasty from Song Gensheng and Feng Aweng, especially the situation in which Jiannan Road was facing enemies from both sides.

When he learned that Xianyu Zhongtong was actually a civil servant with a Jinshi background, he felt inexplicably heavy.

It's none of my business. The problem is that Gu Qing lives in Shiqiao Village, where he has his friends and his inheritance. The emperor sent such a civil official to direct the civil and military affairs of Jiannan Road. The Tubo and Nanjing people nearby

Zhao Zhao couldn't be happier? If war breaks out in Jiannan Road, his foundation is in danger of being destroyed, and he and his friends are more likely to have to live a life of wandering and fleeing.

At this time, Gu Qing suddenly resented why he didn't learn more historical knowledge in his previous life, because he didn't have much impression of Xianyu Zhongtong, and he had no way of knowing what happened to Jiannan Road after he became the Jiedushi. But Gu Qing vaguely felt that,

It may not be a good thing for Jiannan Road that this civil servant is appointed as Jiedushi.

Poetry is just a side road. To get a poem, he came with his entourage from Qingcheng County to this remote place, without considering the transfer order to urge him to take office. To put it nicely, this is called the elegance of a literati. Maybe it will be a good story among the scholars.

But his most important identity now is not a poet or scholar, but the commander-in-chief of the three armies who leads the soldiers on one side to protect the soil and water on the other. In a place where the flames of war may be ignited at any time, a calm and unhurried military governor comes. Just look at this look

Gu Qing felt that Jiannan Road was getting colder.

"Good words. If it was really you who made them, I would be very impressed with you. During the previous holiday between you and me, we didn't talk about not knowing each other."

Very funny joke.

The waiter was very discerning and was the first to laugh.

Song Gensheng also managed to laugh twice, and Gu Qing twitched his lips to show that he was flattering.

Next, Xianyu Zhongtong became much more enthusiastic about Gu Qing's attitude, and began to take the initiative to discuss poetry with Gu Qing, from the parallel prose style of the Southern and Northern Dynasties to the Jian'an Poetry School, Tao Xie's Pastoral Poetry School, and Gao Shi Cen Shen, who is currently popular in Chang'an City.

The frontier fortress poetry school, etc., when talking about poetry, Xianyu Zhongtong's eyes were full of excitement and fascination, as if he had personally participated in the creative process of all poets.

Gu Qing kept listening and wanted to yawn. He was a little bored. He might as well watch ants move.

I don't know how much time passed before Xian Yu Zhongtong stopped talking, looked at Gu Qing and smiled with satisfaction: "I have some grudges against you, but judging from the conversation between you and me just now, you are a good young man.

I don’t blame you anymore.”

Gu Qing was shocked:???

Did I talk just now? Did I talk freely?

Xianyu Zhongtong was in high spirits. He suddenly stood up from the futon, took off his boots and footwear, and deliberately made his tightly tied hair loose. His hair was disheveled, his feet were bare, and he laughed loudly: "How can there be poetry?"

No wine, left or right, wine will come!”

The attendant behind him hurriedly took off a leather bag from his waist and handed it over with both hands.

Xianyu Zhongtong took it, raised his head and took a big gulp, laughing and saying: "Have a good time, have another sip!"

Fill again.

After filling the bottle, he handed the bag to Gu Qing and said, "You also have a drink!"

Gu Qing looked at the mouth of the bag stained with Xian Yu Zhongtong's saliva with disgust and did not move for a long time.

Xianyu Zhongtong was furious. He held Gu Qing's chin and forced the wine bag into his mouth. Gu Qing took a few sips with his hands and feet.

Xian Yu Zhongtong was satisfied. He walked with his feet in messy steps, like the footwork of a drunken fist. He didn't know whether he was really drunk or just to suit the occasion.

Then Xianyu Zhongtong raised the wine bag high, faced the sky, and said in a loud voice: "When will the bright moon come? I asked the sky about the wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky..."

I chanted with my mouth full, and actually recited the Mid-Autumn Festival poem completely. Not only that, I also recited it with cadence and emotion.

Gu Qing's eyes widened.

Is this the style of literati in the prosperous Tang Dynasty?

After finishing chanting, Xianyu Zhongtong seemed to be exhausted, and he slumped down, using the ground as a mat and a futon as a pillow, and then fell into a deep sleep.

The entourage carefully lifted Xian Yu Zhongtong up. The middle-aged guest glanced at Gu Qing, who hurriedly said: "I have no place to sleep at home, and no extra bed."

The guest was very dissatisfied with Gu Qing's attitude. He snorted and said to one of the attendants: "Go to the village to find a farmer and rent the entire house. Give them enough money and ask them to move immediately."

The entourage left in response, and the matter was quickly completed. The curtainman directed the entourage to carry Xianyu Zhongtong away without even saying hello.

It wasn't until they were all gone that Gu Qing and Song Gensheng let out a long sigh of relief. They sat back to back on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

"Are all the literati of the Tang Dynasty like this? Like madmen." Gu Qing murmured.

Song Gensheng sighed: "Fortunately, I am just a parallel importer. Although I am usually a bit crazy, I am not so crazy."

"Don't say that, it makes me, a rising star in the poetry world, a bit inconvenient... I am now very afraid of being in the company of literati." Gu Qing said with an ugly face.

Song Gensheng laughed: "Today's literati are mostly exaggerated. They respect the elegance of celebrities in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, such as their disheveled hair and bare feet, playing fou and singing, and being wild and uninhibited."
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