Ten miles east of Chang'an, there is a water called Ba Shui. There is a bridge over the water, called Ba Bridge. This place is located in Ba Ling. It is mostly found in Tang poetry, which is a famous farewell place.

Li Feng and his group finally arrived at Baqiao when it was almost noon. They saw that there were many willow trees planted on both sides of the Ba River. At this moment, the willow trees sprouted new buds, and looking around, they were covered with goose yellow.

What is strange is that most of the silk ribbons hanging from these willow trees are hanging in the air. No matter how low the place is, it is like being trimmed, and it is broken in one stroke, so that there is no scene of weeping willows brushing the ground.

"Here's here, Mr. Xue is here!" A huge group of people appeared in front of him.

During this period, there were also a few sounds mixed: "Young Master Feng is here--"

Xue Daoheng seemed to be ready, got off the car early, came to the front of the team, and bowed to the crowd: "Thank you for sending it off."

It turned out to be a farewell. Xue Daoheng's literary reputation was very famous and often sang with those literati poems. Today, he went to Luoyang. If there was no one to see him off, he would be in vain to live in his 60s.

Some of the young talents came to see Li Feng off for a special trip, including Yang Xuangan, Li Jiancheng, Pei Xuanji and others. Li Feng even met Li Mi. There were even beauties who were the number one singer Qiu Shier Niang in the capital.

Li Feng bowed and thanked him one by one. Now he finally understood why half of the willow trees beside Ba Bridge had left? Because the other half was held in the hands of the person who saw him off.

Because "Liu" and "Liu" are homophonic, when farewell to friends, they often fold willows and give them to each other. So, the weeping willows here have few willow branches hanging down the ground, which is also considered a scene of Baqiao.

There is an inn by the bridge, and a pavilion was specially built, called "Ba Pavilion". Some water and wine can be placed in the pavilion, and drinking and saying goodbye was the custom at that time. As the saying goes, "Everyone can drink and not do it."

Everyone moved to Ba Pavilion, and Li Feng asked the convoy to pass through Ba Bridge first, and then to the pavilion, first worshiping Master Yu, and then thanking the elders who saw Master Xue off.

Yu Shinan was wearing a Confucian robe with wide robe and big sleeves. He was originally from Jiangnan, so Hanfu was still the main one. Even his youngest son Yu Chang was brought in. He was holding hands with Nu Nu and was talking about something. Li Feng was a little tired of seeing it.

Yu Shinan brought the wine, and everyone sent blessings and drank a cup together. Then someone started to make a fuss, or it was a matter of elegance: "Mr. Xue is a great contemporary poet. Today, there are all together. Why don't Mr. Xue write a poem to comfort our future lovesickness?"

Farewell poems are the most common among Tang poetry, but this custom has begun to emerge now.

Xue Daoheng bowed his hands: "I am old now and I am going to Luoyang again, feeling worried, and there is nothing to come out of poetry—"

When everyone heard this, they felt a little regretful. Then Xue Daoheng continued, "However, my disciples are here, so they can make a poem on my behalf to thank you!"

It turned out that Old Man Xue wanted to support his students. However, all the people present made friends and said they were "Great Good".

Is there anything else about me? Li Feng also understood Master Xue’s intention, so he could only stand up with his teeth and couldn’t say that he had to copy one.

Standing in the Ba Pavilion, looking around, but seeing the lush grass on both sides, Li Feng pondered for a moment and was about to copy the poem. He heard a crisp voice coming from beside him: "Brother, think slowly, Nu Nu sings a song first!"

Looking at the little girl who was eager to try, everyone applauded and laughed.

The 12th Lady Qiu also asked the maid to bring a jade flute, bent down and squeezed Nunu's little face: "Little Lady, can I come to accompany you?"

Nunu nodded seriously, and then looked at the smiling eyes around him. The little guy was a little shy and pulled Li Feng's clothes: "Brother, you should write a poem."

Yu Chang next to him spoke at this time: "Don't worry, I'll sing with you!"

Oh, why did Li Feng feel so sad? But Yu Shinan, who was twitching his beard and smiling, looking very proud.

The two little guys and Qiu Shier Niang got together to discuss it first. At first, Qiu Shier Niang was a little funny and looked strange as she listened. She glanced at Li Feng a few times.

After all, the contemporary masters quickly mastered the tune, so the position in the center of Ba Pavilion was given to two small dolls carved with jade.

Suddenly, a long flute sound rang out, melodiously, making people feel sad and farewell.

Nunu and Yu Chang's little faces were a little red, and they nervously held each other's hands. Then, the crisp and pure childish voice sounded with the sound of the flute, and the song said:

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is connected to the sky.

The evening breeze blows the willows and the sound of the flute is gone, and the sunset is outside the mountains.

At the end of the sky and the corners of the earth, the friendship between you and half is scattered.

A scoop of turbid wine will be over again. Let’s have a dream of coldness tonight...

The singing is a little strange, and the tune is a little different from what is popular nowadays. However, it sounds soaring into the ears and then straight into the hearts of the people. The people present gradually merged into the singing and couldn't extricate themselves.

The tune of this song is not complicated, so when Nu Nu and Yu Chang sang it for the second time, many people couldn't help but hum it, and in the end, it turned into a chorus.

The song three times were filled with windings, and the sound of the flute also disappeared. Everyone felt lost in their hearts.

Looking at Xue Daoheng again, there were already two turbid tears, crying and touching the collar.

After Nu Nu and Yu Chang finished singing, they didn't know what to do next. The two little guys stood there and felt a little at a loss.

Qiu Shier Niang leaned over and picked them up: "I am worthy of being the youngest son and younger sister of a famous scholar. At such a young age, I have such talent. Little Lady, can I sing this farewell song in the future?"

Nunu also kissed Xiangxiang's sister in the face: "Of course!"

The little guy didn't know, but the adults around him knew that with this song, Qiu Shier Niang was afraid that she would be popular for another time. And this farewell song, which seemed to be simple but memorable, was probably going to be popular in Baqiao soon.

So, I remembered it silently in my heart. In the future, I would say goodbye to my friends. I would definitely have a good face to say this song first.

When Nu Nu was placed on the ground by Qiu Shier Niang, she ran to Li Feng and said, "Brother, it's time for you!"

Everyone then remembered: It seems that there is still a thing about reciting poetry.

However, there are two little guys who are in front of you, which is quite difficult. If you do what you do and are compared by two little kids, it will not be famous, but will be studying with the prince.

Who told me that these two little guys performed so well - they just told people that "a heartbreaking song can help you find a soulmate in the world."

Nunu seemed to feel something, so he hugged Li Feng's arm, his little face full of pride: "The farewell song just now was taught by my elder brother!"

Then he pointed to Xiao Yuchang beside him: "I taught him again."

Yu Chang was young and had a simple mind, and he was still giggling.

Li Feng's mood suddenly improved again. He looked away from the railing and started chanting gently in his mouth—

The poem says:

The grass on the Lili land, withering and flourishing every year.

The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again.

The far-furn invades the ancient road, and the clear green connects the deserted city.

I sent my old friend away again, and the grass was filled with farewell.

The poem was completed, and the whole scene was speechless, only the spring breeze blew gently on the cheeks.

"Brother, is your poem bad?" Little Nunu pulled his sleeves and his little face was full of worries.

How could she know that the people present were also burning wildfires in their hearts!

After a long time, someone sighed: "The wildfire cannot be burned out, and the spring breeze blows again. Good poems, good poems! The green is better than the blue. Brother Xue and Brother Yu, congratulations on accepting a good disciple!"

The wildfire in the other people's hearts burst out and they all congratulated each other, looking at Li Feng with envy.

Xue Daoheng's heart was also turbulent. In connection with Li Feng's life experience, isn't it because of the weeds on the land that have become stronger and stronger after being burned by wildfires. Disciples do not have to be inferior to teachers!

"Brother Danxin, you will make achievements in the future!" Li Mi also bowed to Li Feng, and the poem expresses his ambition. From this sentence that cannot be burned by the wildfire, he felt that strong vitality and vitality, which is a will to fight forever and never give up. How can a person with this will not accomplish great things?

Yang Xuangan also felt deeply the same. Even Pei Xuanji, who had originally planned to walk around for a long time, was completely convinced: No wonder Dad valued this person.

At this time, Feng Shier Niang also stepped forward and bowed: "Young Master Feng, can I allow this poem to be sung by my concubine?"

"But." Li Feng nodded, then bowed his hand everywhere, then led Nunu and helped Xue Daoheng out of Ba Pavilion together, slowly climbed up to Ba Bridge, and steadily moved forward. His slightly thin back seemed extremely tall at this moment.
Chapter completed!