Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Bai Yu interrupted the excited girl and asked, "Aren't you from a military family?"

"???" Mu Yaoxi had a question mark over her head, and then she stamped her feet angrily: "I'm so angry, do you think that soldiers nowadays don't study, and only generals need to study hard! In ancient times, many people were civil officials when they picked up a pen, and military generals when they mounted a horse. Those were the real Confucian generals! How many frontier poems and military poems were written by Confucian generals!"

Bai Yu thought so too. A group of generals and great men in modern times were all outstanding poets. When teachers won great victories in their youth, they would be inspired to write poetry. Even the five-star emperors of foreign countries have left behind many classic quotes. After all, poems and famous quotes can quickly increase popularity.

"Mine..." Bai Yu raised his hand.

"What's the point of apologizing!" Mu Yaoxi grabbed Bai Yu's sleeve, his eyes gleaming: "A few more poems! This time, a frontier poem!"

Bai Yu: "???"

Do you think I'm a BBK reading machine?

If you go on, I'll even bring up the question of 'who dares to draw his sword and mount his horse'.

Chapter 339 Enlightenment

"A journey of mountains and rivers, I head towards Yuguan Pass, thousands of tents lit up in the night."

"The wind blows, the snow falls, disturbing my homesickness and making me unable to sleep. There is no such sound in my hometown."

Nalan Xingde's poems are indeed unique in the Qing Dynasty.

After Bai Yu recited this poem, Mu Yaoxi finally let go of his hand with satisfaction. He even had the courage to shout to the old man, "Hurry up, write it down!"

Bai Potian didn't mind. Since it was his grandson's work, of course he would write it, and he began to write with great enthusiasm.

"It's just poetry. What's so exciting about it?" Bai Yu didn't quite understand. Although the poetry was beautiful, poetry itself didn't have much effect. It was just to cultivate one's sentiments.

"Everyone has their favorite things." Tao Rusu lifted her hair. "Just like someone who read history books before and became obsessed with Huo Qubing."

Bai Yu thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, I think Su Daji is pretty good too."

Mu Yaoxi just finished writing a poem and continued, "Any more? Any more?"

Bai Yu thought for a moment and continued, "With the vast sorrow of parting, the sun sets, and the whip pointing eastwards, I see the end of the world..."

Mu Yaoxi thought that this song was quite ordinary. It turned out that talent and inspiration were not always available.

Bai Yu continued to recite: "Fallen petals are not heartless, they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers."

Mu Yaoxi's eyes widened and she almost shouted "monster".

"Great!" Bai Potian understood the sentiment behind this line of poetry: "What a great line, 'Fallen petals are not heartless; they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers'!"

Isn't he exactly meeting the situation of the last two sentences at this moment?

I didn't leave you heartlessly, I just had to.

Modern people often use this sentence to praise the dedication of professions such as teachers, but the spirit of dedication is not unique to teachers.

Bai Potian wrote more fluently, and also mixed in his own emotions. As he put pen to paper, it seemed as if flowers really bloomed on the trees in an instant, and they drifted down into the soil, were crushed into mud and dust, and turned into fertilizer, giving birth to new spring flowers.

Seeing the poem completed, Mu Yaoxi was so happy that he didn't realize that his realm had risen.

"I seem to have broken through to the middle stage of the second stage..." Tao Rusu ended her distracted state after a few seconds: "Zundu fake du!"

"It's true." Su Ruoli also came back to his senses from the vision: "I have also broken through the realm."

She didn't say how far she had gone.

"Your childhood sweetheart is a bit outrageous." Tao Rusu leaned in closer and said to Su Ruoli, "I thought he was a reckless man, but I never thought he was both civil and military?"

Su Ruoli felt a little regretful: "I really hope he doesn't know anything..."

"So you can take care of this loser for the rest of his life?"

"Yeah." Su Ruoli did not hide the ambitions that came from being a useless person.

"That's a pity indeed." Tao Rusu gently pushed Su Ruoli's back and said, "While you're feeling poetic, why don't you go up and ask for one of your poems?"

"What else?" Mu Yaoxi's eyes lit up: "Let me think, the next one is still missing a lyric poem!"

Su Ruoli said naturally, "If you can't think of it, don't force it."

Poetry depends on inspiration, how can it come so easily?

Bai Yu said: "I've already said that I didn't create it myself, I copied it."

But as for what to write to Su Ruoli... I really can't think of anything at the moment.

Nalan Xingde wrote many poems about women, but they were about his wives, and his deceased wife at that!

Most of the poems he wrote were sentimental, lamenting things like "My wife died, I am very sad", "My wife is gone, I miss her very much", "Was she like this when she was still alive", "Wife, why did you leave so early", etc. These words can easily make people depressed, so he was indeed depressed and died early.

Su Ruoli is not that type of girl. She is not Lin Daiyu who buried flowers, but the one who uprooted the weeping willow.

He thought about it and decided not to throw out the killer words "If life could only be like the first meeting" and "A lifetime, a generation, a pair". They were too literary and even reading them himself made his scalp tingle.

Let's leave this place to the one who 'cannot be kept in this world'...

Bai Yu stretched out his hand: "Can you let me see Chu Yao?"

Su Ruoli smoothly drew out the Chuyao soft sword from her waist. The soft sword she carried with her also proved that her waist was slender.

If it were some rough people, what they would have wrapped around their waists was not a soft sword, but Diao Chan.

Bai Yu began to recite the poem: "The graceful Yan Ji was fifteen years old, accustomed to dragging her long skirts, and not taking delicate steps."

"Everyone looks at each other in a beautiful way, and the color of the world is like dust."

"A tree stands tall and straight, and flowers suddenly burst forth. Apart from nature, I have no words to offer them."

"In front of her, Wu Niang praised her dancing skills, but it was her waist that always made the mistake."

This song doesn't have any emotional elements in it, it's more like a comment, literally translated - you are such a beauty~

You can recite it directly to the fox spirit who comes to ask for a title.

Bai Potian also wrote down the text, but the desk was already covered with text, so he obviously couldn't write anymore.

He felt a little regretful, but also satisfied. "I didn't expect to get so many good poems and lyrics after this trip tonight. What a pleasant surprise! Yujing, how much do you have hidden? Not only does Grandpa not know, I'm afraid even the Su family girl doesn't know that you can recite poems and compose lyrics, right?"

Su Ruoli picked up the poem written for her and read it again and again, then nodded: "It is true that she didn't tell me, but I like this poem very much. I will frame it when I get home."

"This frontier poem belongs to me!" Mu Yaoxi also took one.

The old man put away the piece that read 'Fallen Petals Are Not Heartless' and said, "I like this one very much."

In the end, only the last 'Lime Chant' was left.

Bai Yu and Tao Rusu looked at each other in bewilderment. The latter was also unimpressed by poetry. She said casually, "You can take it. I don't need it."

"No! You need it!" Mu Yaoxi held Tao Rusu's hand, turned around and stared at Bai Yu: "Can you bear to let her go empty-handed? Looking at her eager eyes, can you bear it?"

...No matter how I look at it, it's clearly a roll of the eyes!

"Mu Yaoxi, that's enough." Bai Yu didn't want to read anymore.

"One more song!"

"Can I sing a Water Dragon Song for you?" Bai Yu would rather sing.

Mu Yaoxi widened her eyes: "You can compose music?"

Bai Yu choked: "...You're not interested in this too, are you?"

"No." Mu Yaoxi shook her head.

"But I'm interested!" Tao Rusu rushed over and grabbed his sleeve: "What kind of Shuilongyin are you talking about? I've never heard of this song."

"Let go of me, all of you!"

After a while of commotion, Bai Yu had no choice but to throw out "Bamboo and Rock" and compose another one for Tao Rusu.

As for Shuilongyin, I am tone-deaf and cannot sing even a little bit.

……

"You're leaving tonight?"

"I'm going to meet some old friends, and then I'll be back." Bai Potian said with his hands behind his back, "I still have to go to the imperial capital to visit my daughter-in-law."

"Will they let?"

"They don't have the courage." Bai Potian waved his hand: "Don't worry about Grandpa. You, be sure to keep the letter safe. Grandpa will wait for you to come to Rome in half a year."

Now that he's back, he has to show up.

The world can forget Bai Potian, but it cannot forget that Bai Potian is still alive.

The old man stepped on the tiptoes and floated up on the spot, walking away as if riding on clouds.

He hummed softly with his hands behind his back.

"Fallen petals are not heartless, they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers..."

"Yujing has the potential to become a saint."

This is not something that an ordinary person can say, nor is it the perception and state of mind that an ordinary person has.

Why Bai Yu could still reach this point after his bloodline was abolished? The only explanation is that Bai Yu had attained enlightenment.

It is said that Sakyamuni became enlightened one day under the Bodhi tree, mastered the essence of Buddhism, and founded the Pure Land of Buddhism.

Then, it is very likely that Bai Yu, like those scholars who became saints through reading, had once touched a certain realm for a moment.

Enlightenment.

This kind of thing has hardly ever happened in the past few hundred years, but there are many people in history who have achieved enlightenment overnight.

Bai Potian was not an enlightened person, but his situation was similar. He wasted the first half of his life on calligraphy, but achieved success late in life.

Bai Yu has achieved such success at such a young age. If it weren't for enlightenment, it would be inexplicable.

After this trip, Bai Potian felt more at ease and open-minded.

"Bei Ming family, your luck has finally come to an end as you have such a brilliant grandson like me."

He headed straight for the center of Penglai.

Today, out of consideration for my elders, I didn’t drink enough. While I’m in a good mood, I’m going to go and have a drinking contest with that old man Wu!

You also have to show the other party your Versailles skills by saying, "How did you know my grandson wrote five wonderful poems in a row?"

It was worth it that I stayed at the Palace of Versailles for a few nights to study!

……

"Really gone?"

"I'm really gone."

"That's good." Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest. "I was really afraid that he would just carry me and run away. By then, even if you combined your strength, you wouldn't be able to stop him."

"Grandpa Bai wouldn't dare. He's not afraid of anything except you hating him." Su Ruoli was a little amused, but also a little sad: "One of the Ten Evils, yet he acts like an uneasy old man in front of you."

Bai Yu shook his head: "I don't blame him."

"I know, but he doesn't." Su Ruoli said softly, "He's most afraid of seeing a hint of resentment or hatred in your eyes. Even if it's only for a moment, he won't be wrong."

Bai Yu pondered, "Should I be more assertive so he can withdraw this letter?"

Su Ruoli smiled: "Are you taking care of my mood?"

Baiyu was silent.

"I see you really want to go." Su Ruoli was not stupid and could see it.

"Of course I want to go and see it. After all, it's the Royal Academy in Rome." Bai Yu paused and said, "If I go there, I won't have to go on blind dates."

Su Ruoli stomped her feet proudly: "Go if you want!"

Then he chuckled: "Haha, I really can't pretend to be one."

Bai Yu: "Are you not angry?"

"I'm angry and a little annoyed, but I've figured it out... Just like Grandpa Bai said, we're too weak to decide our own affairs."

Su Ruoli gently hugged the boy's arm: "We still have half a year. It's not like we'll be separated right away, nor will it be a lifetime. We still have a lot of time."

Bai Yu suddenly had an impulse - if they got married right away, then would they not have to go on blind dates when they got there?

But he retracted the impulse because the legal age for marriage was twenty-three.

Under the moonlight, the beauty is like jade.