Chapter 70 Xingqiu and Chongyun
May th.
There was nothing going on in the Rebirth Hall today. Naturally, Hu Tao was not wearing regular clothes, but was wearing a white skirt. Her long hair, which was originally tied into a pair of ponytails, was spread out, and she used a few light red plum blossoms as side clips to decorate the broken hair on her ears. He was lying lazily on the counter in the front hall.
"crunch~"
There was a sound of the door being pushed open, and a steward walked in.
"Yuchan!"
Hu Tao's eyes immediately lit up when she saw the person coming.
"Master... there is still no letter in the mailbox today."
The Yi Guan named Yu Chan hesitated for a moment and then replied truthfully.
"Ah."
The light in Hu Tao's eyes went out again.
"Master, I'll go and get busy first."
"Ah."
Seeing Hu Tao's listless look, not only Yuchan, the hostess, but almost the entire Purana Hall knew that the hall master was lovesick, but in order to protect the hall master's face, no one dared to gossip about it in private.
"I'm so annoyed, I won't answer any of my letters, and if you can, never come back for the rest of your life..."
"Big idiot Wu Ye! Bad guy Wu Ye! Stinky Wu Ye, Wu Ye..."
.......
Hutao was bored and finally chose to go out.
"walnut!"
Hutao heard someone calling her from behind. She turned around and saw a gentle young man holding a book and a young man holding a popsicle walking quickly. The two young men were Xingqiu and Chongyun, and it was Xingqiu who just called of walnuts.
The second young master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Xingqiu, a swordsman, is as quiet as a virgin in front of others, but as active as a rabbit behind others, and becomes nagging towards those close to him. Although he is not as good as his elder brother, he is still naughty enough. The main victim of such an eccentric personality is Chongyun, a young alchemist who haunts the mountains and forests of Liyue.
"Chongyun, Chongyun, I found a haunted house for you yesterday, go and practice your skills."
"Chongyun, Chongyun, you must believe me. I didn't set up the traps in that haunted house. What? You said it wasn't a haunted house at all? Well, this is not something I could have predicted..."
"Chongyun, Chongyun, why are you glaring at me with that look? You're all bruised and bruised, you'd better lie down."
"Chongyun, Chongyun, there is a maid in my family who once studied the secrets of essential oil therapy in the noble house of Xumi Kingdom. I asked her to help you massage your muscles and bones. You must accept this favor from me..."
As for why Hu Tao, the master of the Rebirth Hall, knew the swordsman Xingqiu and the alchemist Chongyun, this leads to Hu Tao's other identity, a famous poet in Liyue Port.
Hutao is most famous not for her status as a church leader, but for her other major achievement: poetry creation.
She calls herself a "dark poet of the alleyway school". Whenever she wanders on the street, she blurts out limericks and can't stop her.
"The Ballad of Qiuqiu" is Hutao's most famous work. It is not only loved by port residents, but also has children singing it from as far away as Qingce Village.
Fans and reviewers were shocked by the simple yet profound creative style of "The Ballad of Qiuqiu" and went to Wanwen Collection to look for the works of this great poet. Unfortunately, Hu Tao's poetry collections "Liyue Gossip" and "Fire, Rice, Oil and Salt" have not yet been released. .
Xingqiu, who spends every day in the bookstore, also wants to see the face of this strange man, so he specially chooses a good time and auspicious day to visit him with gifts.
The two hit it off immediately, and went to the atrium of the Hall of Purity to write impromptu poems and compare notes on their skills.
Hu Tao can always respond with ingenuity and strange words in traditional poems that contrast with the ups and downs and the autumn down.
There is a deep meaning in the nonsense, hey, there is rhythm in the weirdness, it is easy to understand and read, and it is more catchy than ordinary poetry. It can be said that it beat the old master to death with random punches, making Xingqiu dumbfounded.
Finally, the poetry competition ended in a friendly atmosphere.
From then on, the two became poetry friends and met to recite poems whenever they had free time.
There were so many times that even Chongyun was invited to serve as a judge.
The laughter and laughter of the three people were like autumn leaves, filling the streets and alleys.
These verses of discussion were also recorded by the observers.
If you hear a strange jingle on the street that is serious in one sentence and playful in the next, most likely it is a strange poem between Hutao and Xingqiu.
Why didn't you bring Wu Ye with you? He was still squatting at home at that time.
"Hutao, what's happened recently? I haven't seen you in the past two months. I still want to continue discussing poetry with you."
"Well, I have something to do later."
Hu Tao declined.
"Okay, we also want to invite you to participate in the poetry appreciation conference held in Feiyun Slope."
"It's held at Huyan."
Chongyun on the side pulled Xingqiu's sleeves and corrected him weakly.
"Oh, yes! It's over at Chihuyan. Because I always stayed in Feiyunpo's bookstore "Wanwen Collection" before, and Chihuyan is right above Feiyunpo, so I forgot about it."
Xingqiu put away the book and knocked on his head. Hu Tao noticed with sharp eyes that the book was "Chinese Language".
"The content of this poetry appreciation conference shouldn't be the "Chinese" you have, right?"
"That's right! It was specially organized by "Ya Mo Xuan", and it is about the appreciation of poetry in "Chinese Language". You know, right? Obviously Ya Mo Xuan is opened in the south of Liyue Port, but in the north of Liyue Port, in Wan This event is held at Chihuyan above Wenjishe. It is said that when the venue was being laid yesterday, the people from Wanwenjishe got into a fight with the people from Yamoxuan, and finally Qianyanjun came to stop it. This is what the guy from my chamber of commerce told me. , so I came here specially to take a look today.”
Xingqiu saw that Hu Tao suddenly became interested, so he hit the railroad while it was hot.
"Well... ok, this hall master will come with you to have a look."
"Okay! Let's go together, Hutao, have you read this book? If you haven't, I'll give you a copy. I like the line written by Li She the most, "You can steal half a day's leisure." From now on When we have free time, let’s appreciate the contents again.”
Xingqiu enthusiastically puts his "Chinese Language" into Hu Tao's hands.
"Is this a limited edition? No wonder the cover is so beautiful, but I can't ask for it, because I also have a copy myself, and it's still the original manuscript, hehe."
"Oh? You have the original manuscript? Really?! Can you show it to me, or sell it to me at a high price..."
"No, no, this is given to me by someone else. As for comparing poems, wait until Wu Ye comes back. Hum, then I will join forces with him to deal with you two, and you will definitely be convinced of your defeat!"
Hu Tao decisively refused, and even looked proud when talking about Wu Ye.
"Wu Ye? Who is it?"
Xingqiu was confused. After Chongyun took a bite of the popsicle, he reminded him in a low voice:
"Hu Tao has said before that Wu Ye is a very powerful person, and his attainments in poetry can beat ten of you."
"Hahaha, is that true? Then I'm looking forward to it! Let's go, the opening ceremony of the conference should start soon."
So, a group of three people walked to the north of Liyue Port.