Extra: Poetry and Distance (Free)


Extra: Poems and Distance (Free)

[I’m really sorry, I’m still seriously stuck at the moment, and I’m still trying to think of the follow-up plot, so I can’t write the main text yet. QAQ But in order to prove that I don’t have a eunuch, I just wrote the previous one. Some materials prepared during the outline period that are no longer needed are shared with you in the form of extras. 】

[This extra chapter is free and has nothing to do with the main plot. It tells the story of "What if Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao were born in the same era" (the heroine was originally scheduled to be Snow Girl in the outline period). It is only for Entertainment, if you don't like it you can skip it. 】

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1. Spring trees

When Gu Xu first visited Lu Mansion in Qingzhou, spring was returning to the earth and the grass was growing and orioles were flying.

Before this, he had heard from many people that this mansion occupies a large area and is magnificent. It can be described as "the mansion of the immortals in Yuhu, Kinmen, the home of the concubine of Guidianlan Palace". It is similar to ordinary officials. The residences of wealthy households are all different.

When I saw it today, it was indeed the case.

Carved jade seals and embroidered cloud lintels. The jade steps of the Jin Dynasty are bright and colorful. Decorated with Chinese cypresses and jade, the scenery shines through the sky. The bright moon shines on the bright wall, and the red pillars shine brightly and shine with electricity... (1)

It seems that no matter how beautiful the words are, how sophisticated the rhetoric is, they are not enough to describe its splendor and luxury.

Gu Xu's second impression of it was "strict rules and numerous etiquettes."

There is order between elders and younger ones, and distinctions between superior and inferior. Men and women are not allowed to sit at the same table, and concubines are not allowed to sit at the same table. Etiquette when meeting, seating arrangements when eating, clothing on different occasions, value specifications of gifts, and even the order of using chopsticks... are all very strict.

Because of this, although Gu Xu had a polite smile on his face and greeted everyone calmly, he was actually paying attention and caring at every step, not wanting to admit the wrong person or say the wrong thing. Causing unnecessary trouble.

As a time traveler and an orphan born from a commoner in this life, Gu Xu was used to being free and easy. Now that he was in such an environment, he undoubtedly felt a little depressed and felt like an animal. Watch out for the wild sparrow that gets into the canary birdcage.

After lunch, Lu Huan, the chief minister of the Daqi Dynasty cabinet and the head of the Lu family, asked his eldest son Lu Bingde to take Gu Xu around the compound to get to know the young people of his generation.

After all, Gu Xu was considered the most dazzling genius among the younger generation of Da Qi Dynasty.

Lu Huan also hopes that his descendants can form friendship with him. When Gu Xu reaches his peak in the future, he will also be able to support the Lu family's descendants.

It would be even better if he could be recruited as his son-in-law.

"Mr. Gu, this is my sister Lu Wanru. She has been very talented since she was a child. She knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Mr. Gu, this is my sister Lu Jingshu. She is the younger generation of our family. A genius in cultivation, he has already broken through to the third realm at the age of sixteen.”

"Master Gu, this is my cousin Lu Huaixin. Although he is only six years old, he is already familiar with etiquette and knows how to humbly give pastries and fruits to his brothers and sisters."

"..."

Gu Xu followed Lu Bingde, walking through the winding corridors and beautifully decorated halls, and saw the children of the Lu family one after another.

Both men and women, young and old, are all dressed in embroidered clothes, gold and silver hair ornaments, jade pendants and sachets hanging on their waists, looking like gods.

Standing in front of them, Gu Xu, dressed in a dark official robe, looked simple and plain.

When they saw Gu Xu, these young people all saluted and greeted Gu Xu. The men bowed and the women bowed their knees. Some of them looked reserved and frightened, or they greeted him enthusiastically, or they pretended to ask for advice on spiritual practice, but in fact they were beating around the bush. Flattery and attentive.

Gu Xu responded politely, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He just hoped that time would pass faster so that he could leave this suffocating mansion as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, his eyes caught a plain white silhouette under a crabapple tree in front of him.

It was a girl wearing a snow-white dress. Her long hair was combed into a simple pony bun. She was not wearing any gold or silver jewelry. She had no makeup but her eyes were picturesque.

The waist is slender and the figure is graceful.

Where she is, everything seems to lose its color, leaving only pure black and white, like a plain ink painting.

At this time, she was standing on tiptoes on a small wooden chair, holding a pair of large scissors in her hand, her eyes staring at the branches and leaves of the crabapple tree, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Who is she?" Gu Xu asked Lu Bingde beside him.

“She is my half-sister Lu Shiyao,” Lu Bingde replied. “She has always been eccentric and not very gregarious. She likes to toy with the cats, dogs, flowers and plants in the yard alone. . We rarely interact with her.”

Gu Xu did not respond.

He pondered for a moment, then took a few steps forward, walked to the girl in the white dress, and asked softly: "Do you need my help?"

The girl named "Lu Shiyao" turned around Turning around, she was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect that the distinguished guest visiting the Lu Mansion today would take the initiative to talk to her.

She shook her head, subconsciously wanting to refuse.

As a sensitive and introverted person, she has always had the mentality of "not wanting to trouble others" and is used to solving all problems by herself.

But when she once again caught a glimpse of the dark brown spots on the leaves of the crabapple, she hesitated for a while and chose to step down from the wooden chair. She bowed to Gu Xu nervously and said cautiously: "Young Master, this crabapple tree It is sick, and if the necrotic branches and leaves are not cut off in time, it will become more seriously ill... It’s just that those branches and leaves are too high, I can’t reach it..."

When she spoke, her eyes were a little It was moist, and it seemed like tears might roll out at any time. Judging from her anxious look, it seemed that the disease was not a plant, but a relative or friend of hers.

However, seeing that Gu Xu did not respond for a while, Lu Shiyao thought that what he just said had offended the other person, and immediately lowered his head and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, young master, I'd better do it myself-"

"——Give me the scissors." Gu Xu smiled slightly and interrupted her.

He has already seen that this crabapple tree should be suffering from "anthracnose" - in the early stage of the disease, small oval reddish-brown spots will appear on the leaves of the plant, and later they will expand into dark brown round lesions. In severe cases, It will cause most of the leaves to turn black and die.

This requires timely pruning of diseased leaves, dead branches and dead leaves in green areas, and burning them to prevent expansion.

This is not difficult for him to accomplish.

So he took the big scissors from Lu Shiyao's hand, stepped on the small wooden chair, and quickly cut off the dead branches and leaves of the crabapple tree.

Then he moved the small wooden chair and cut off the dead leaves from another angle of the crabapple tree with three strokes.

Lu Shiyao was on the side to help him.

Help him hold the chair and hand him tools.

Gu Xu noticed that because the ground was uneven, every time she helped move a chair, she would always shake and push it first to make sure the chair was stable, and then she would purse her lips. , nodded slightly, agreeing to let him step on it.

Soon, Gu Xu trimmed all the spotted leaves.

Then he threw a talisman into the fallen leaves, and bright flames immediately appeared on the fallen leaves, turning into black ash on the ground.

At this time, Lu Shiyao took out the handkerchief he carried with him, handed it to him, looked up at him, and said softly: "Master, you just sweated a little..."

Gu Xu looked at the clean and dust-free handkerchief, as well as her clear black and white, smart and lively eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Miss Lu, it's just the first time we've met, and you're going to give me your personal handkerchief?"< br>
Hearing his words, Lu Shiyao's face immediately blushed.

She put the handkerchief back and lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes again.

At that moment, she saw the beads of sweat on his face, and she just wanted to give him a handkerchief to wipe the sweat. However, she forgot for a moment that in the traditional customs of the Daqi Dynasty, a girl's personal touch Handkerchiefs are often used as tokens of love.

At this moment, she just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

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After Gu Xu followed Lu Bingde and left, Lu Shiyao slowly raised his head, his eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, and a pure smile appeared on his elegant and refined face.

She watched Gu Xu's back disappear from the end of her sight, then glanced at the crabapple tree beside her, patted its trunk gently, and said to it: "You must remember this young master. He is the benefactor who helped you get rid of your illness..."

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That night, Lu Shiyao returned to the house where he lived, opened the drawer, and took out a colorful flower note.

She has few friends in the Lu family.

As an introvert, she prefers to pay attention to her inner world than the noisy external environment.

She can quietly look into the distance all day long, feel happiness from the touch of the sun, or look at the pond after the rain, imagining the love between dragonflies and lotus leaves in her mind. dialogue.

In her eyes, everything in the world seems to be life with souls and thoughts. They can be happy, sad, laugh, and cry.

For example, today, when she saw the dark brown spots on the leaves of Begonia, she seemed to feel its pain and heard its low sobbing.

She also likes to record her mood every day with flower paper in different colors, and then hides them quietly in her drawer.

It is as if there is a close friend living in the drawer.

She can freely tell her what she sees, hears and feels.

But in addition to recording moods, these flower notes also have another purpose -

Because Lu Shiyao is face-blind, he often cannot distinguish other people's faces, and cannot distinguish other people's names and looks. Match it up in time.

This is almost a nightmare in the Lu Mansion, which has a large number of people and complicated rules.

So she would promptly record the identity and appearance of everyone she met on flower paper, and force herself to review and recite it over and over again, so as to avoid making a fool of herself by admitting the wrong person and being criticized by her elders. their punishment.

So at this moment, while trying to recall Gu Xu’s appearance, she wrote on the paper in upright and graceful hairpin-flowered regular script:

“Gu Xu, head of the Exorcism Department, Less than a weak crown, thin and slender, fair complexion, straight facial features, thick eyebrows..." Halfway through writing, she suddenly stopped writing.

Because she felt that it seemed difficult to summarize the young master's unique temperament using these too broad and too popular adjectives.

He deserves to be described in better and more thoughtful words.

So she thought for a while and wrote:

"Bright as a jade tree in front of the wind."

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2. Summer Flowers

Gu Xu visited Lu Zhai for the second time. After receiving the invitation, he was invited to participate in the poetry meeting .

It was June, and the lotus flowers were in full bloom in the Lufu pond.

Among the green leaves, flowers of various colors stand gracefully, the white ones are as pure as jade, and the red ones are as bright as clouds. The tender stamens are condensed and dripping, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Under the convocation of Mrs. Lu, the young people of the Lu family gathered at the waterside pavilion in the pool - this place has windows on all sides, winding corridors on the left and right, and is connected to the shore by a bamboo bridge.

Through the window, you can see the panoramic view of the pond, as if you are in a painting.

Since the ancestors of the Lu family in Qingzhou once entered Taoism and became immortals through poetry and painting, the Lu family has always focused on cultivating the poetry attainments of the younger generation. Everyone hopes to stand out in poetry gatherings and be praised by everyone and appreciated by their elders.

Because he was delayed for some time by the exorcism department's mission, when Gu Xu arrived at Shuixie, most of the poetry meeting had passed.

The young people of the Lu family and the invited guests were all sitting around a round table. On the table were pens, inks, paper and inkstones, as well as fruits and pastries.

There are two bamboo tables nearby, one with cups and chopsticks and wine sets, the other with tea spoons and tea sets. Each has a maid fanning a stove to make tea or scalding wine.

The theme this time is "Lotus".

Can compose poetry and lyrics.

According to the rules of the poetry meeting, participants need to write their works on Xuelang paper, and then tie them to the wall with a needle to receive comments from everyone.

In addition, each participant can also receive several lotus-shaped stickers - when they see the work they admire most, they put the lotus sticker on it,

and finally receive a lotus flower The author with the most stickers will be the leader of this poetry meeting.

"Master Gu, all that is left is your masterpiece." Mrs. Lu stood up and said to Gu Xu with a smile.

The maid next to him stepped forward and respectfully handed the brush and Xuelang paper into his hands.

Gu Xu politely thanked him.

At the same time, his eyes passed over the men and women in rich clothes beside the round table, and landed on a slender girl in the corner of the waterside pavilion.

She sat in the shadow of the room, lowered her head, and looked at her toes.

Everyone was wearing brightly colored silks and satins, and sparkling gold and silver jewelry. Only she was dressed in plain white, like a goddess in the moon palace or a fairy from another world, and was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Gu Xu did not start writing poetry immediately.

He first glanced at the works of the Lu family's children on the wall.

He must admit that the Lu family is indeed a scholarly family. The works of these young people are basically neat in rhythm and gorgeous in rhetoric, extolling the beauty of lotus flowers.

Although it is not particularly stunning, it is quite satisfactory and can be described as "literary".

However, if you compare these poems with the masterpieces he read in his previous life, you will find that they are very stiff and old-fashioned, and lack a strong emotion.

It doesn’t seem like it’s something inspired.

It’s more like “expressing sorrow in order to compose new words”.

In order to show off their skills, many young people even use many uncommon words and little-known allusions in their poems, which makes people confused.

Gu Xu did not comment.

He glanced at the surrounding buildings with red and red yoke and carved inscriptions, and thought of the complicated and strict rules of the Lu family. He only felt that in such an environment, it was very strange for young people to write poems that were gorgeous but lacked soul. Normal things.

Next to these works, there are more or less a few lotus stickers.

As for the work that has received the most lotus stickers, it is Mrs. Lu's work "Ode to the Red Lotus" - in Gu Xu's opinion, this is also a song that cannot be faulted, but it is also mediocre and cannot be said to be excellent. works.

It received the most votes apparently because its authorship was the most exalted.

Gu Xu suddenly felt a little bored.

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A few minutes later, his eyes fell on the song "Remembering Kings and Grandsons".

The content is as follows:

"The wind is hunting the small pond, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance after the rain, the plums and floating melons are cool with ice and snow. The bamboo square bed, the needlework is lazy and the afternoon dream is long." (2)

Seeing this poem, Gu Xu This picture comes to mind -

After the rain, the water plants in the wind make a strong sound, the fragrance of lotus fills the small courtyard, the young girl lies lazily on the bamboo square bed, enjoying the water in the well The plums and melons soaked in cold water make me feel cool and comfortable. In this case, she no longer had the heart to do needlework and just wanted to take a nice nap.

It must be said that the language of this word is fresh and refined, simple and natural, and it outlines a vivid picture with just a few strokes. It is full of life interest and stands out among many works that are filled with gorgeous rhetoric.

And its signature is "Lu Shiyao".

"I didn't expect that in a place with strict rules like Lu Mansion, a girl with such a true temperament would be born," Gu Xu sighed silently in his heart, "It's really interesting."

While thinking about it, he glanced at it again He glanced at the girl in the white dress in the corner.

The girl noticed his eyes and turned her head nervously, pretending to stare at the dragonflies on the pond, not daring to look at him.

Gu Xu smiled.

He couldn't help but imagine how cute this girl, who was shy and shy in front of him, would look like while lying on the bamboo bed and eating iced plums in private,

But at this time, Gu Xu noticed that such a fresh and natural work failed to get even a lotus sticker.

It is unexpected and reasonable.

Who said Lu Shiyao was just a lowly concubine?

In Lu Mansion, a place where status and bloodline are extremely important, it is difficult for her poetry to be truly appreciated by others. It will only attract others' neglect and jealousy.

Gu Xu sighed softly, then sat down at the table and wrote quickly.

In an instant, a seven-character quatrain appeared on Xuelang's note:

"There are many plain flowers that are deceived by others, but this flower is really in the Yaochi."

"Who can feel the hatred of being ruthless?" When the moon is clear and the wind is about to fall. "(3)

After writing, he handed the Xuelang note to the maid next to him, and the maid tied it on the wall.

The content of this poem naturally fell on Lu In Shiyao's eyes

She glanced at Gu Xu quietly, then quickly turned away.

At this moment, she only felt that her nose was sore, and two lines of clear tears poured out of her eyes disobediently, soaking her snow-white collar.

A ray of breeze ruffled her black hair, but she didn't notice it.

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Late that night, Lu Shiyao sat quietly at his desk as usual, writing his own thoughts on colorful flower paper.

She wrote every word slowly and carefully.

During this process, the corners of her mouth inadvertently raised slightly - Lu Shiyao rarely smiled and usually had few expressions on her face. People said she was withdrawn and cold, like an ice sculpture.

But when she really smiled, she looked sweet and pure, like an orchid blooming, refreshing the heart.

I saw her writing——

“The world should not make me so happy.

"But he appeared."

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Notes:

(1) From Zhang Heng’s “Xijing Fu” and Wang Yanshou’s “Lu Lingguang Palace Fu” in the Han Dynasty ;

(2) Song Dynasty·Li Chongyuan's "Recalling Wangsun·Xia Ci";

(3) "White Lotus" by Lu Guimeng in the Tang Dynasty;

(End of this chapter)

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