Volume 3: Can You Hold On? Chapter 1: Reunion

  Jin Shengjie listened and praised: "Wonderful person, really wonderful person." The scholars were stunned, how could this poem not be satisfying, who could say anything bad about it. From ancient times to the present, there are countless poems and songs about Hangzhou's ancient city, like Yuan Yuke's poetry and songs, which are too numerous to count. How many have been passed down through time? It is extraordinary to hear something ordinary. Xu Xianyin's poem "Wang Hai Chao" is one that has been passed down through the ages.

  It can be imagined that it won't take long for this song to spread throughout the north and south like Xu Xian's other songs. If by chance he wrote a good poem or a good song, it could still be considered accidental, but in such a short time, he has written two excellent songs, which is not something that can be compared to just being talented. Jin Shengjie was arrogant, but when it came to writing lyrics, he was convinced and couldn't bear to compete with him.

  "Peaceful and serene, describing the curved boundary." The colorful wind gently wrapped around her, and she was also convinced. Although the first snow trial had a great atmosphere, she knew in her heart that those word games would not be remembered by anyone, and only Pan Yu's "Nine Chapters of Fate" could be considered. That elegant and subtle poem had unknowingly touched her heartstrings.

  Later, Xu Cai's "Green Jade Case" was even more astonishingly talented. Sometimes she would think that if Pan Yu hadn't written that poem "Nine Machines", who knows, she might have fallen in love with the owner of this poem. Moreover, he had carefully handed over the inkstone to her. But Yu Nong only praised and admired, Pan Gongzi's literary talent was indeed not to be underestimated. With just these two poems, one can already be called a "poetic hero".

  Qing Luan was indignant and felt it wasn't fair. Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of the word "shed", she also knew that Xu Xian had made a big show of himself. Cai Feng comforted her, saying: "How could someone who can be friends with Pan Gongzi be an idiot?"

  It's just a pity that if Mr. Xu could board the painting boat, he might ask Mr. Pan when he would stay in Hangzhou.

  Xu Xian got off the boat and originally wanted to bring something back.

  Turning a corner, I saw the little girl in white again, with her head down as if searching for something. Xū Xiān took a closer look and smiled to himself: She was picking up firecrackers, she's really just a kid! But does she live around here?

  "Little sister, where is your grandfather?" The little girl was startled and suddenly lifted her head to see that it was Xu Xian. She hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: "He's gone back." Her voice was as gentle as snow, but with a slightly unusual accent.

  Xu Xian saw that she was holding a handful of firecrackers in her small hand, "Can I take a look?" The little girl instead clutched her hand tightly and withdrew it, looking at Xu Xian with a defensive expression.

  Xu Xian sighed and said: "Forget it, I'll send you back home. Does your family live around here?"

  The little girl looked at him with disdain and turned her head away, ignoring him again.

  Xu Xian took a deep breath and had no choice but to pull out his trump card: "I'll treat you to delicious food!"

  "Good!" The little girl immediately came over, a pair of big black eyes full of longing staring at Xu Xian.

  Hehe, as expected, just a little loli, easy to deal with! Ate my food, and I'll... ...Xian Ma immediately stopped this strange train of thought.

  By the West Lake, in a steamed bun shop, Mr. Xu was shocked to see a little girl eating her seventh basket of buns. Suddenly, he remembered an old legend about a strange and terrifying creature that had appeared on the streets, luring away a young girl with food, only to be eaten by the girl herself.

  I'm not a freak, Xū Xiān shook his head to get rid of this absurd idea. "Don't eat too much, it's bad for you." The little girl didn't even lift her head, completely ignoring him, the master of the house.

  Xu Xian said: "Boss, stop it already."

  The little girl immediately lifted her head and stared at Xu Xian with an extremely indignant look, her mouth still stuffed with buns, her cheeks bulging.

  "Never mind, never mind, eat!" Dou Xian still couldn't help but ask. "Right, you don't eat people, do you?"

  The little girl swallowed a mouthful of food and curiously asked: "Is human edible?"

  "It's so delicious it's to die for, I eat it every day. The small ones are eaten raw, and the big ones are steamed!"

  The little girl showed a look of longing and regret "Grandpa said that people can't be eaten casually."

  Xu Xian slumped weakly in his chair, this kind of personality is indeed the product of failed family education! Right, I wonder if this guy is a demon? Although he looks extremely cute, but Zhūn also seems very cute. Xu Xian asked tentatively: "Are you a slave demon?"

  The little girl suddenly became unhappy: "You're a slave monster! Your whole family is a slave monster."

  Xu Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead "Consider it unsaid, can I send you home now?"

  The little girl looked up at him with a gaze that was more expectant than worried, and asked, "Are you a bad person?"

  "Of course not!" Xuxian said weakly. Did you remember to ask this question only after eating my food?

  The little girl looked a bit disappointed, then suddenly thought of something and said "Are you a pervert?"

  "Absolutely not! By the way, where did you learn this word from?"

  "Then I won't be able to eat you." The little girl's face was full of regretful expression, and she said again: "Then I'll leave!"

  She finished speaking and jumped off the stool, running out quickly. Xu Xian chased her out of the door and looked around, but there was no sign of her anywhere.

  "Alas, I'm really a failed monster! " Xian sighed, his eyes welling up with tears. "But not being eaten is just too lucky."

  A ray of sunlight shone on Xu Xian's face, and he looked up to see that the snow that had been falling for three days had stopped. "What does the melting snow turn into?" If someone asked Xu Xian this question, Xu Xian would definitely say

  Bai Suzhen

  Spring has arrived, and Bai Suzhen will be far away?

  He said with a sense of foreboding, next Qingming Festival will be the time we meet again. In fact, it was his speculation based on various information, now it has become "a sense of foreboding".

  But there is one person whose arrival does not require "terminal warning". Spring has arrived, and Pan Yu has also returned. When the first oriole began to sing loudly, Xu Xian returned to his residence in the academy, where a person was tidying up the bed, smiling back at him with a captivating smile.

  Xu Xian exclaimed in surprise: "Ming Yu, you're back! Why so early?" He had thought she would stay at home for a few more days.

  Pan Yu said lightly: "I miss you!"

  "Is it true that you don't eat during the day, don't sleep at night, and one day feels like three autumns without seeing each other?"

  "No talent." Pan Yu replied very succinctly. When alone, she often stared blankly, smiled and frowned. Her mother also questioned her repeatedly.

  Xu Xian's face was beaming with joy, despite his severely injured appearance, and the feeling of reuniting after a long time apart wasn't bad at all.

  The two were eating when Xu Xian suddenly remembered something and said: "Mingyu, your red-faced friend is about to be eloped with a young man surnamed Jin.

  "My red-faced confidant?"

  Xu Xian danced with chopsticks and said, "It's that colorful phoenix! You two, one is the number one talented man, and the other is the number one talented woman. It's said that you are a match made in heaven."

  His words weren't much of an exaggeration, the first snow trial was enough to be considered a classic material for turning into a legend. Many people discussed the two's marriage after drinking tea, some said that Master Pan wouldn't want a courtesan due to his status. Some said how beautiful Cai Feng was, and that even if you mentioned status, she could make one forget about their own mother.

  Pan Yu thought for a moment and said: "The little brat with the surname Jin, isn't that Jin Shengjie?"

  "You know this too." Xu Xian was very impressed, as if no matter what he said, there was nothing that the person in front of him didn't know. Pan Yu stirred the porridge in front of her with a spoon, listening to Xu Xian's words and putting the spoon into her mouth to taste it, smiling: "The elegant and refined Jin Er Gongzi is indeed famous among these young masters in Jiangnan."

  Xu Xian smiled and said, "And you? The elegant and refined Pan Dajun?" If one were to talk about being a spoiled rich kid, Jin Shengjie was probably still a bit inferior compared to the person in front of him.

  "It's a pity that such an extraordinary woman like Cai Feng has fallen into the hands of this frivolous young master. It's as if a priceless, exquisite ancient painting has been acquired by someone who doesn't appreciate its value." Pan Yu said with a tinge of regret, his expression seemingly lamenting the fate of a precious artwork rather than a person.

  Xu Xian just casually mentioned it, and the topic quickly shifted to something else. However, no matter what they talked about, there was a faint sense of comfort and happiness.

  After finishing dinner, Pan Yu suddenly suggested: "Let's go to Nan Shan for a spring outing today!"

  Xu Xian hesitated, "Isn't today the day we're supposed to hold the opening ceremony and pay respects to Confucius?" In short, there's a lot of work to be done. The old objects need to be unpacked, the academy needs to be swept clean, and they need to pay their respects to Confucius, among other things. It was said that every student in the academy must attend, let alone Pan Yu, who is like a student leader.

  Pan Yu said: "I've asked for leave, and so have you."

  Xu Xian's face was strange: "Didn't you say that it is absolutely impossible to be absent?"

  Pan Yu lowered her head and smiled lightly. "Just saying." Only she could turn "absolutely" into "just saying".

  "It just so happens that I don't want to go either." Xuxian was also happy to take a break, his interest in traveling and sightseeing was far less than his interest in reading books at home.

  "Go and prepare some clothes, we will rest at Jingci Temple in Nanping Mountain tonight, then stroll around for a day or two, and then go to Fenghuang Mountain, where there is a scenic spot called Lianlian Ridge that is quite good."

  "Wait, wait, wait, are we going on a spring outing?" This is clearly a long-distance tour! And it's not just a casual glance like walking and looking at flowers, but every place must be walked to, and lingered. The things seen are absolutely worlds apart from following the tourist group in the previous life, but the time and money spent are also absolutely not small.

  "What about our studies? This year is the imperial examination, isn't it!" This was equivalent to the college entrance examination, but much more severe and important than the college entrance examination. All scholars in the world have to take this path.

  Pan Yu said with certainty: "No problem!"

  Xu Xian sighed: "You're certainly not the problem, I'm afraid I am. Pan Yu's face showed a hint of guilt: "Sorry, I thought you hadn't toured Hangzhou much, so I planned to take you on a good tour, but it was my oversight. But, really won't go?" In his heart, he whispered: My time is running out.

  Xu Xian was surprised to find a hint of pleading on Pan Yu's face, and another kind of sorrow that he couldn't understand. This forever elegant and composed Jade Master had become somewhat strange. "Of course I'll go, I'm eager to!"

  These words are not empty, he has traveled to the present day; most of the time is busy with livelihood, facing many unpolluted scenic spots, but has no chance to take a look, it has always been his biggest regret. Now that there is an opportunity, he might as well open up his heart.

  Pan Yu smiled happily, radiant even when facing the usual Xian, and felt a stunning beauty. But he didn't understand why Pan Yu seemed to have fulfilled some great wish by taking him on this outing.

  The flower in the secluded valley blooms until it withers, but who knows about it?