How to break into a Chinese book

Entering the gate in front of you is the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Several people stepped forward to pick up the half-crescent jade pendant left on the ground after Li Du disappeared.

The jade pendant is carved with complicated and gorgeous textures, and there are dark lines made of gold in every texture. Such an exquisite piece of gold-encrusted jade must be of great value.

"So this...is the real gold we're asking for?"

Wang Tianzhen said: "Li Du provided one piece, so we have to ask Bai Juyi and Li Shangyin to give us the other half?"

Several people looked at the vermilion gate leading to Datang, and stepped in without hesitation.

As several people entered the gate, the gate slowly closed behind them, Wushan and Baidi City disappeared, replaced by the noisy streets of Datang.

Row upon row of gorgeous Tang-style buildings, people in the street dressed in Tang suits, bustling.

There are various stalls selling goods on the side of the road, and there are many small snacks. People's lives are rich and lively.

The five masters and apprentices, Shen Yi, seemed a bit out of place in this bustling street.

Pedestrians stared at them one after another, and Shen Yi, the most secure-looking master, had no choice but to take on the heavy responsibility of asking for directions. He came to the small vendor on the side of the road and said politely: "Benefactor, we would like to ask Just now, do you know where Mr. Bai Juyi and Mr. Li Shangyin live respectively?"

"Bai Juyi and Li Shangyin?" The peddler frowned, "Are you talking about the two poets who lost their poems?"

The peddler shook his head and said, "They should be playing chess in the gazebo in Changle Square."

Lost poems?

Several people were a little confused by this novel statement.

Following the direction indicated by the hawker, Shen Yi and his party soon arrived at Changle Square.

I thought this place would be a quiet leisure place, but in fact, there are noisy voices from sellers, teahouses, and taverns around, and there are indeed two people squatting on a small bench playing chess in the dilapidated gazebo not far away.

The older one with gray hair should be Bai Juyi, and the thinner one is Li Shangyin.

Several people quickly stepped forward and greeted them: "Misters, we are monks who came to the Tang Dynasty to seek real gold. We..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Shangyin interrupted them with a raised hand.

He snorted softly: "Ask for real gold? How can there be real gold in Tang Dynasty now?"

Shen Yi was a little puzzled, and showed the jade pendant he got from Li Du to the two of them: "It should be something like this..."

Li Shangyin didn't answer any more, but Bai Juyi sighed: "The real gold is lost."

"Lost it with our poems."

How could the poem be lost?

Wang Tianzhen whispered: "The poems of Bai Juyi and Li Shangyin in this unit of the Chinese textbook are "Pipa Xing" and "Jinse" and "Mawei" respectively. What does it mean to lose it?"

Li Shangyin calmly dropped a piece on the chessboard, raised his head and said, "If you lose it, the poem is gone."

"It disappeared from our memory, and it also disappeared from Datang."

"So have you also forgotten what your poems are?" Shen Yi asked.

Bai Juyi nodded: "If you can get the poem back, maybe you can get the real gold you want."

Finding poems should be the last task before getting the real gold.

After saying goodbye to Bai and Li, they found an inn where they could stay, and planned to discuss while eating: "We must first understand what form poetry exists in."

Sitting in the lobby of the inn, Wang Tianzhen stared at the kitchen eagerly, and replied casually: "Poems must be written on paper, either poetry collections or picture scrolls."

"I don't think it's that simple." Su Chengwang said, "Do you remember what Li Shangyin said?"

"It disappeared from memory, and also disappeared from Datang."

"This means that in the current city of Chang'an, no one can recite those three poems, and there is no written record."

"Then what if we write the poem silently?" Shen Yi asked.

Jiang Yan shook his head: "In their cognition, these poems do not exist. Even if we write them silently, they will not think that they are the poems of Bai Juyi and Li Shangyin."

"The most important thing at the moment is that we need to know why poetry disappears."

Several people were discussing, when the boy from the inn came over with bowls and chopsticks, and looked at them with some embarrassment: "Masters, we don't have vegetarian food here..."

Wang Tianzhen waved his hand: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart! Bring us good wine and meat!"

The young servant looked at the few people in surprise, and then left hesitantly.

After a while, several bowls of lamb in water basins and a plate of shortbread-like pastries were brought up.

"I know water basin mutton, what is this?" Lei Hu picked up a piece of shortbread strangely.

When I took a bite, it was a bit like KFC's red bean pie, with a crispy outer skin and a sweet and sour red jam inside.

Shen Yi also took a piece and tasted it.

The taste is not bad, but even in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the processing of food is far less diverse than in modern times.

Stir-fried dishes were not popular in ancient times. There were more steamed or boiled meat, and the condiments were not as rich as modern ones. Therefore, even the food that was regarded as a delicacy in ancient times will always feel a little less flavorful when eaten by modern people.

Wang Tianzhen took a sip of the mutton soup from the water basin, and he really lacked interest: "Why is it not as good as the one I ate in Huimin Street in Xi'an..."

"Because you have a modern stomach." Shen Yi picked up a small shortbread and explained to everyone, "This dessert was introduced from the Western Regions, with cherry sauce in the middle, and the name is Cherry Biluo."

"As for the water basin mutton, I think it has a special flavor."

A few people were eating, and two people came to the next table. They were quite decently dressed, but their words were very vulgar:

"I heard that you have married a new wife?"

"The one in front of me is dead, what can I do?"

"Tsk, but it's true, anyway, I bought it..."

"Isn't that right? I got tuberculosis within two months. It costs more to treat the disease than to buy her. It's really unlucky..."

Jiang Yan couldn't help frowning, and looked back.

The two immediately lowered their voices, made an apology gesture to them, and then spoke in a much quieter voice.

Lei Hu was also quite unhappy: "There are scumbags in every dynasty and generation."

However, that night, in the inn where they were staying, the two people at the next table who were staying at the same time suffered retribution.

After dinner, a few people asked around on the street, but they couldn't find any clues about the poems, so they planned to go back to the inn to rest.

The sound insulation effect of the wooden attic of the inn is not very good. A few people were sitting in the room drinking tea and discussing the plan of finding poetry when they heard a pleasant sound of a piano from next door.

The sound of the piano is loud and sharp, and the timbre has a sense of sharpness. It should come from an instrument like the pipa.

Wang Tianzhen was still puzzled: "The neighbor next door is in a good mood, and he can play the pipa."

At this moment, there was a sudden scream of panic from the place separated from them by the wall.

Several people opened the door and came to the corridor, only to find that the boy who delivered the water was slumped on the ground in horror, the hot water spilled all over the floor, and he pointed tremblingly into the room, almost speechless in fright.

The surrounding tenants were startled by the movement and opened their doors to check the situation.

Jiang Yan and Su Chengwang went up first.

Inside the house lay two men on the floor.

They were like two long-dead mummies, their eyes wide open in horror, but the skin on their faces and bodies had become as dry as bark.

Even if a normal person dies violently, he will not turn into such a horrible appearance.

The boy ran away screaming, Jiang Yan and the others went in to check, only to find that the clothes of the two were exactly the same as the two who uttered wild words at the next table this afternoon.

It is no coincidence that they can meet.

Several people looked at each other and returned to the room.

Su Chengwang said in a deep voice: "The sound of the pipa before is definitely related to their deaths."

"So this is... "Pipa Xing"?"

Pipa reminded them of this poem very quickly.

Su Chengwang recalled: ""Pipa Xing" was written by Bai Juyi to a qin girl who was so beautiful when she was young. After she married a merchant, she gradually aged and then was abandoned. It happened that I met Bai Juyi while playing the piano on a boat. , He wrote such a long poem out of feeling."

Jiang Yan went to the inn boy to inquire about the identities of the two dead people next door: "Sure enough, those two people are tea dealers."

Things seem to be coming together.

The loss of Bai Juyi's poems must have something to do with the brutal murder of the same heartless businessman in "Pipa Xing".

Lei Hu said: "So that murderer specifically picked out businessmen?"

"I have a way." Jiang Yan whispered, "Lead the snake out of the hole."

In another inn in the city center.

The four masters and apprentices with strange-looking front feet had just checked in, and another handsome silk merchant also stopped the carriage at the door.

The inn boy rushed out and asked, "Guest officer, do you want to stay at the inn?"

Jiang Yan nodded, and asked casually: "Where is there a piano girl who is good at playing the pipa?"

"There are many flower houses in Nanshi!" The servant whispered, "Do you want to listen to the song, or to find the gentle town?"

Jiang Yan had already arrived at the lobby, and there were many diners. He said loudly without changing his expression, "Oh, the wife I married last month was just buried, and I want to remarry someone who can play the piano."

The inn lobby, which was still lively just now, suddenly fell silent.

Even the servant was stunned, and after a while he smiled and handed Jiang Yan a key: "I have prepared a room on the second floor for you."

Jiang Yan calmly took the key and walked upstairs.

The diners in the lobby were discussing:

"Businessmen are indeed prostitutes, fickle people!"

"Look at this man who looks like a dog, who would have thought he would do such a dirty thing!"

"Aunt Zhang, you often talk about matchmaking with people, but you must remember this person's appearance clearly, and never introduce girls to him!"

……

Standing by the window on the second floor, Wang Tianzhen clucked his tongue while looking down: "Unexpectedly...Yan Shen has quite a knack for pretending to be a scumbag."

Shen Yi rubbed his chin, regretfully said: "When he entered the door just now, those two girls were peeping at him, and now they scolded him harder than anyone else."

Su Chengwang shook his head: "I said I'm going to pretend to be a businessman, Jiang Yan will have to kill himself."

As he spoke, he glanced in Shen Yi's direction ambiguously: "You said that he doesn't care about his own reputation so much, isn't it crooked?"

"Don't think that everyone in the world is crooked just because you are crooked." Shen Yi said blankly, "Besides, let you pretend to be a businessman..."

"Can't the inn boy send you monkey back to the zoo?"

Su Chengwang: ...

Jiang Yan asked for a room next to the others.

They decided that as long as they heard the sound of the piano, they would rush over to arrest people.

The night is getting darker.

Shen Yi was lying on the table drowsy, and after waiting for an unknown how long, he finally heard a rush of pipa.

I don't know what the tune is, but I feel that the sound of the piano is rushing, as if a big battle is imminent, and the strings in my heart are suddenly tense.

Several people hurriedly opened the door and rushed to Jiang Yan's room next door.

Su Chengwang took the lead, Lei Hu followed closely behind, and Wang Tianzhen cut off.

However, just when Shen Yi was about to follow in, the door of Jiang Yan's room slammed shut, blocking Shen Yi and Wang Tianzhen from the door.

Shen Yi pushed for a long time and couldn't push it away. Wang Tianzhen thought that Shen Yi's strength had weakened, and was about to step forward, when he suddenly found that the sound of the pipa seemed to be getting closer.

And that sound didn't come from Jiang Yan's room. At this time, the rhythm of the strings was next to their ears, as if someone was playing it close to their ears, and the rapid sound stimulated their eardrums.

Shen Yi quickly covered his ears.

Then a piercing high-pitched sound suddenly sounded, and Shen Yi was so shocked that his brows were furrowed. Seeing Wang Tianzhen fell to the ground, he also felt dizzy.

Just before he fainted, he vaguely saw a graceful and beautiful woman walking towards him holding a pipa.

The slender jade fingers with the fragrance of powder lifted Shen Yi's chin, and said with a light smile: "You are so delicate and cute, I can't bear to eat you..."

……

When Shen Yi woke up, he found that he was taken to a flower boat.

Beside him was a high platform with gauze screens standing in front of it, and a beautiful woman in red was bowing her head and straightening the strings of the pipa.

Seeing him waking up, he turned around and said, "It's really time to wake up, I have to prepare for the next performance."

"You... kidnapped me?"

The woman stood up, her eyes were picturesque, her skin was smooth, she was so beautiful that Shen Yi was a little dumbfounded.

"Can you fool me with your little tricks?" The woman smiled sweetly, "How can those annoying merchants compare with monks who make people live forever?"

"Eating one of you is more effective than eating ten of them."

Shen Yi shivered a bit.

Another one who wants to eat Tang Monk meat?

However, the pipa girl said she wanted to perform, so she should not attack him for the time being. Shen Yi calmed down as much as possible: "Female benefactor, may I ask... do you know Mr. Bai Juyi's poem, "Pipa Xing"?"

The woman's expression really paused.

She glanced at it beautifully, and said coldly: "What, I don't know."

"I advise you to be honest, if you disturb my performance, I will eat you immediately!"

The cabin door of the flower boat opened, and the guests entered in a single file.

The gurgling sound of the piano also spread to the river outside the boat with the movements of the pipa girl.

She looks very devoted to playing the piano, as if playing the piano is the happiest thing in the world for her.

As Bai Juyi described in "Pipa Xing", "The big strings are like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. They are mixed and mixed, and the big and small beads fall on the jade plate"...

This is the first time Shen Yi has felt the charm of an ancient musical instrument like the pipa.

It turned the woman in front of her into a fairy in the sky, making music the most powerful language in the world at this moment.

Shen can also see how much this pipa girl loves pipa.

The guests under the stage were almost packed into the cabin, and through the window, Shen Yi also saw a dense crowd standing on the shore, all looking towards the flower boat.

Everyone was engrossed, and it was undeniable that her performance was enough to attract so many guests.

If she was born in modern times, she must be an excellent artist.

She deeply loves this career and enjoys such a stage that attracts everyone's attention.

Just as Shen Yi was immersed in the sound of the piano, a strange and familiar sound of music suddenly came from outside the window: "The boundless horizon is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills—"

Shen Yi:? ? ?

Tourists on the shore are attracted by the deafening music of the boats.

Even the guests on the female Pipa cruise ship looked out one after another.

After a while, the song over there ended, and a new one started: "The river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky look to the Big Dipper——"

No matter how beautiful the sound of the pipa is, it can't suppress the brainwashing of the Divine Comedy.

The guests on the cruise ship disembarked one after another, and after a while the ship was all empty.

The pipa girl stood at the bow of the boat angrily, slipping Shen Yi with one hand and pointing at the boat with the other: "Who is stealing my business!"

There are two XL speakers next to Wang Tianzhen in the cabin: "Fortunately, the system has opened the exchange of items at this level, and these fifty points are worth it!"

As he spoke, he changed to another Divine Comedy:

"You love me~I love you~Mixue Bingcheng is sweet——"