Chapter 0010 - Where is this bridge

  He said he did not understand, Niu You Dao also pretend not to understand, otherwise a mountain village wild boy can understand these inevitably some talk.   And casually chat for a while, Niu You Dao back to the yard.   Wandering in the courtyard for a while, into the "Peach Blossom Hall" to sit on the futon, and casually pulled aside to put miscellaneous items of a small basket over, there are needles and threads, scissors and other things, there are also two bronze mirrors, looking at what seems to be the daily use of the items, there is no conspicuous anomalies, but one of the bronze mirrors is the same one he brought.   Dong Guo Haoran so solemnly entrusted things, he so casually stored, it is the most dangerous place is the safest place, hidden too tightly turned out rather suspicious.   Copper mirror fiddling in the hand to look over, this thing where to go to make him a little puzzled.   Dongguo Haoran's account is obviously unusual, people take the life of the matter entrusted to him, his previous life out of the jianghu can be mixed in the jianghu that seniority, the heart of the natural "moral" two words, but Tang Mu died, Dongguo Haoran and solemnly warned that things can only be handed over to the Tang Mu, can not let a third party know, which makes him very difficult na.   He also hesitated to hand over the things to the Shangqing Sect, the reason for hesitation is certainly Dong Guo Haoran's explanation, but also because the Shangqing Sect is really not very good to him, so far has been to put him under house arrest. So he wanted to ponder this copper mirror for a while, to see if he could examine the mystery, and then depending on the situation to decide whether to hand over to the Shangqing Sect.   However, so far, fire roast, water immersion, light, knocking to listen to the sound, etc., he used a variety of ways to the mirror, have not been able to refer to any clues, the mirror seems to be one, judging from the sound of knocking, there is no sign of any organs.   He is now a bit skeptical that this mirror is not something like a token.   After turning it over and over and checking it out, as usual, not seeing anything, Niu You Dao bared his teeth and smoothly threw the bronze mirror back into the small basket.   Afterwards, he did some daily exercises for his body, weighted splits, pulling a rope and flipping over a suspended beam, and so on, not to practice any kind of courage, but to exercise the flexibility of the body. According to his experience in the jianghu, he knows that unlocking some more limbs of the techniques and self-defense angle once the need for self-protection, the critical moment can save life, whether in the small temple village or in the Shangqing Sect heard the news, proved that the world is in a chaotic world, no matter how the future, he try to do some preparations for a rainy day.   Cultivation is divided into literature and martial arts, in addition to gongfu and physical cultivation, in his spare time, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the mansion to practice the small seal script that is commonly used in this world, and copied it from some books. To a "senior archaeologist" like him, there was no problem recognizing the small seal script, he could write well with a brush, but he had never used a brush to write the small seal script, the direction of the brush was different, so he needed to practice.   The good thing is that his original brush writing skills are good, the initial distortion of the shape, just a month or so later has become a good shape.   There was a charcoal pot beside the bookcase, and after writing, he burned his own ink treasures.   The things he needs to practice writing, the Shangqing Sect is a sufficient supply, which is also considered to be the benefit of Song Yanqing's pleasure.   House arrest so far, with his current ability to have no choice, but also to arrange their own every day is very full ......   The next day, a brand new recliner still emanating the smell of wood, at a glance is newly built, placed under the peach blossom tree.   Chen Guishuo pointed at the recliner and scowled at Niu Youdao, "Junior Brother, the recliner you wanted is here."   Niu You Dao didn't expect him to be so efficient, presumably related to the fact that the chaise lounge was for him, Chen Guishuo, to use himself, arching his hand and smiling, "Thank you, Senior Brother Chen."   This time the same came with Song Yanqing who has not seen for a long time, the mood seems to be good, the moment he saw Niu Youdao, he smiled, the playfulness in the smile is not hidden, there is a malicious meaning, patted Niu Youdao's shoulder and asked: "Junior brother, how is it to live here?"   Niu Youdao: "okay okay, than in the village to eat 10,000 times better, is the circle in this can not go out to walk around a little bored panic."   Song Yanqing cheerfully said: "How long have you only been here, first put the heart quiet, the heart is not quiet how to cultivate? Don't worry, in the future there are times when you walk around." Said walk to the side of the cliff with his hands looking out across the Shangqing Palace, a face of good thinking look, and then reveal frowning contemplative demeanor, and finally a light sigh, "Unfortunately, not in the capital!"   Niu You Dao came over, curious: "Song senior brother, what happened to the capital?"   Song Yanqing blankly sighed, "The mountains and wild places, not compared to the capital city poetry and song prosperity!"   Niu Youdao was suddenly filled with confusion, poetry and song? You a practicing Chinese people for a poetry and song long sigh, what do you mean?   The corner of Chen Guishuo's mouth curled up, which could be described as secretly amusing, he and Xu Yitian were basically Song Yanqing's followers, and knew too well what was going on. Song Yanqing like Tang Yi for many years, and Tang Yi like poetry and song kind of tone, Song Yanqing in order to curry favor, the capital side of what good poetry immediately someone will pass to him, he will offer to Tang Yi appreciation. This time Song Yanqing do not know which tendon wrong, it is estimated that the capital side of the long time did not come to the good goods, a moment of itchy hands, their own hands to write a poem, asked him and Xu Yitian how to write, his two which can say that he is not good, naturally, said good. The result of Song Yanqing ass to Tang Yi sent, the specific process of how he did not know, in short, Song Yanqing came back after the face is not very good, but also him and Xu Yitian scolded out of gas, think about it can guess what is going on.   So he understands Song Yanqing's mood, if it is in the capital poetry flourishing place, with the power of the Song family, find a good hand to write some good poems pretending to be their own masterpieces to please Tang Yi is not difficult, in this place of purification is difficult, so that a moment of itchy hands in front of the Tang Yi made a fool of himself.   Song Yanqing seemed to not want to talk about it, and turned into the courtyard, skirting around to check.   He is responsible for looking after Niu You Dao, it is impossible to let it go, occasionally to check to prevent accidents is a reasonable thing.   Niu You Dao, who was still outside, asked Chen Gui Shuo, "Why is Senior Brother Song thinking about poetry and song?"   Chen Guishuo's mouth itchy, whispered to mention: "Our division has a stunning figure, not only a body of strength shocked the cultivation world, but also talented, poetry and songs itch proficient, Tang Sister stayed by his side when she was young, is considered to be his student, dipped in the elegance, and followed the favorite poetry and songs!"   Niu You Dao, however, suddenly realized and understood, feeling that Song Yanqing was trying to win the heart of the beauty, and at the same time, he was also curious about the person Chen Gui Shuo was talking about, "I don't know which senior is the one that Senior Sister Tang is following?"   Speaking of this senior, Chen Guishuo froze for a moment, a scornful look clearly flashed in his eyes, seemingly realizing that he shouldn't speak out of turn, glaring at Niu Youdao, appearing to warn Niu Youdao not to ask what he shouldn't ask, shutting up and quickly following into the courtyard.   Niu Youdao's eyes rolled, also followed in quick steps.   Song Yanqing who turned once instructed Chen Guishuo a few sentences, back a hand was about to leave, Niu Youdao snatched a step to catch up, shouted: "Song senior brother, in the village, my teacher also often write some poems, I remembered some, I just don't know how to write, want you to help appreciate it."   Song Yanqing didn't even have the interest to turn around, his feet didn't stop, and he smoothly replied back, "A mountainous and downtrodden scholar, what kind of good things can he write?" A snort, his tone full of disdain.   A mountainous and downtrodden scholar? Niu You Dao's heart flinched, it seems that the Shang Qing Sect has long since mapped out his details, having had a downtrodden scholar as a teacher is something he only learned when he set himself up from the villagers' mouths in the small temple village.   However, he went through the hardships to run here is what for? It was to rush Dong Guo Haoran's appalling skills, not to run here to be under house arrest and spend time, he very much wanted to get the cultivation techniques of the Shang Qing Sect. Nay, after being under house arrest, he has not been able to find a gap to start, it was not easy to bump into, Niu You Dao could not miss it easily, yelled, "My teacher said that he has traveled in the capital, and wrote some love poems that had won the hearts of many women."   Hearing this, Song Yanqing slowly stopped walking and turned around where he was about to leave the courtyard gate.   Chen Guishuo quickly glanced at Niu Youdao, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, Niu Youdao was obviously following up on his earlier reminder, this kid seems to be not simple!   "Oh! What poems your teacher has written may as well say them for appreciation." Song Yanqing who turned around seemed to be interested.   Niu You Dao immediately returned to the Peach Blossom Hall, kneeling next to the bookcase, dripping ink, pulling a piece of paper, the paperweight on both sides of a pressure, the pen dipped in ink, pen writing a small seal script.   "Worthy of being read and literate, the words are written in a somewhat decent manner!" Song Yanqing, who came and stood beside the case, gave a slight compliment, his eyes searching for the handwriting and slowly read out, "The delicate clouds are delicate, the flying stars are hateful, and the silver man is a long way away from the darkness. The golden wind and jade dew a meeting, will be better than the earth countless ......" read this two eyes have been suddenly burst bright light, he may not write any good poetry, but the ability to appreciate good poetry more or less have some, at least the good and bad can still see out.   When Niu You Dao stopped writing, Song Yanqing couldn't help but quickly open the paperweight, shaking the paper with ink and brush in his hand, blowing the ink, and once again couldn't wait to continue reading, "Tenderness is like water, good times are like a dream, and I can't bear to look at the magpie bridge and return to the road. Two love if it is a long time, and is not in the morning and evening ...... two love if it is a long time, and is not in the morning and evening ......" that really recite the last sentence repeatedly, and finally a beautiful face sighing and shaking his head: "Good words! Good words!" Feel this word written to him simply too appropriate.   Niu You Dao secretly laughed, put aside his pen, stood up, pretended not to understand and said: "Good words?"   Song Yanqing nodded, his eyes staring at the handwriting and repeatedly browsing, suddenly looked at him with puzzled eyes and asked, "What does Magpie Bridge mean? Where is this bridge?"   "Uh ......" Niu You Dao was a bit speechless, it seems that there is no story of the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden over here, so he said blankly, "Teacher wrote it, I'm not sure where the Magpie Bridge is."   Song Yanqing thought about it, and then inclined his head to Chen Guishuo who was dumbfounded at the side, and drove Chen Guishuo out.   Without anyone else, Song Yanqing smiled at Niu Youdao and said, "You said that your teacher often writes these kinds of poems?"   Niu Youdao thought to himself, I have a bunch in my stomach, you can have as many as you want, and nodded his head, "It seems like it."