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At this time, Zhou Ziyun was in a very good mood. First, Xiaobaiqi threw a big hat over, and the old man felt that he deserved it. In addition, Bai Qi accidentally made another plagiarism feat. When his tender child voice said, "The article is natural, and I got it by my hand." Zhou Ziyun felt a lot of insights after hearing this.

Compared with Zhou Ziyun's good mood, Bai Qi was somewhat depressed. He originally planned to come here to play and firmly resist the tasks assigned by Zhou Ziyun, but now he has taken another step on the road of plagiarism. Bai Qi has always dared not regard himself as a literati and is even more disdainful of the plagiarism. In the time when online literature plagiarism was rampant in his previous life, Bai Qi also shouted a few sentences after some posts that he denounced. Now Bai Qi himself has embarked on the road of plagiarism in another time and space, and Bai Qi is ashamed of it. Here, no one has reported and exposed Bai Qi's plagiarism. Of course, Bai Qi can take all the Tang and Song lyrics he knows for himself in exchange for waves of applause, but Bai Qi is deeply ashamed of his plagiarism, as if everyone in the Tang and Song dynasties in his memory are pointing at their backbone in the dark.

"Hey! I thought I had been studying literature all my life, but I was confused when I was old. Such a simple truth actually asked you a six-year-old child to remind me." Zhou Ziyun sighed. To be honest, Bai Qi's words have indeed aroused too many resonances and insights for a well-educated scholar.

At this time, Bai Qi also came back from his self-reflection just now. Seeing Zhou Ziyun say this, he knew that this level was basically confused. I think Mr. Zhou would not force himself to write poetry in the future. Another plagiarism resulted in such a result, which was beyond Bai Qi's expectation. Bai Qi bowed to Zhou Ziyun and was about to say something, but completely cut off Zhou Ziyun's idea of ​​writing poetry, but Zhou Ziyun said again.

"Let's give up the previous ten-day poem agreement."

Bai Qi was worried about the matter for ten days and disappeared in an instant. Bai Qi, who achieved his goal, said: "So, thank you sir, I'll leave." After Bai Qi finished speaking, he didn't stay for a long time and left. Zhou Ziyun, who was standing in the same place, looked at Bai Qi's small back and left, as if he felt something, and sighed slightly.

Time is like this, it can make people forget some memories quickly. In the years ahead, the prodigy Bai Qi is like a meteor passing through the night sky. There is no more amazing work in 10 years. In ten years, under Bai Qi's deliberate concealment, the aura of the prodigy is fading away day by day. Bai Qi is growing up like an ordinary child. The former prodigy seems to be just a coincidence. When people talk about the prodigy Bai Qi, they often say it as a joke.

Within ten years, Bai Qi's life was not complicated. Bai Qi, who had originally seemed out of place, now looks more withdrawn and always stayed silently in the corner. When Bai Qi was nine years old, his little deskmate Xue Feihong did not come to school one morning, and then disappeared from Bai Qi's sight. Within ten years, Bai Qi's internal martial arts practiced became more diligent, and successfully opened up the Ren and Du meridians. In the way of martial arts, it can be said that it is a thousand miles a day. In ten years, Bai Qi grew into a handsome young man. In this time and space that attaches importance to population development, his mother Xiaolian has already begun to find a wife for Bai Qi.

In the same ten years, the mainland seemed particularly peaceful. The unexpectedly peaceful countries were all peaceful, and the peaceful sunshine seemed unexpectedly brilliant. Peace is often a catalyst for the corruption of human nature. This is still the case in the wealthy Great Qi State, and even more so in the prosperous capital Liang City. The fireworks on both sides of the Xiaoliang River can be described as music and singing every night, literati, poets, nobles, and sings. Daqi, which once established a country with martial arts, is now hard to see the style of martial arts.

The ancient road is full of setting sun, and the setting sun is fragrant. The sunset has not yet set, so I am leaving the journey. In the ten-mile long pavilion north of Liangcheng, Bai Qi is bidding farewell to his elder brother Bai Yunfan. It is also a fate. In the past ten years, Bai Yunfan has been very close to Bai Qi and has taken great care of Bai Qi. Perhaps it is because of the same blood flowing between the brothers, or because of frequent contact with Bai Qi, Bai Yunfan can be said to be the only person who understands Bai Qi.

Bai Yunfan is now in his career. After ten years of being in the capital Liang, Bai Yunfan is now released to Jiezhou and is appointed as the Jiezhou army and commands the 50,000 troops under the jurisdiction of Jiezhou. Jiezhou is the largest city in the northwest of Daqi. It borders the Northern Qin and the Xiongnu. It has always been the focus of the Great Qi's external defense.

During this trip, Bai Yunfan secretly set off because he was afraid that the troublemakers in the capital would come to disturb him and Bai Qi's relationship. Even Bai Yunfan, the other person in the family, didn't want them to come to see him off, so only Bai Qi brought the old butler Bai Fu.

After drinking a pot of leftover wine, it was finally time to leave. The river in the distance was still rolling eastward. The boat on the pier was waving from afar. Bai Yunfan stepped out of the long pavilion and said to Bai Qi who was following him: "Lao Qi, it's been ten years. Brother, I haven't written a poem again. Now I'm leaving. Can you write a poem to see me off?" After that, Bai Yunfan looked at Bai Qi with a smile.

Bai Yunfan, who is a heavy person, rarely has such a smile. Looking at the smile on Bai Yunfan's face and the look that clearly understood everything, Bai Qi knew that he could not escape today.

Slowly walking back to the pavilion, at this time, a shepherd boy rode a cow past in the distance, and the melodious flute was flying in the evening breeze. Bai Qi smiled slightly, picked up a chopstick, and gently knocked on the wine bowl. A song of farewell to Bai Qi sang in the mouth of the previous life: "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green all over the sky, the evening breeze blows the willow flute sounds in the sound of the sunset mountain, the mountains outside the mountains. The sky is only at the corner of the earth, and half of the friendship is scattered..."

The tune is melodious and the lyrics are in line with the scene. Bai Yunfan and his men were moved by it when they heard it. A sad feeling of parting filled the whole farewell scene at this moment.

For ten years, when others used the prodigy Bai Qi as a joke, Bai Yunfan always believed that he had read it right. Bai Qi was still Bai Qi, still his pride, and the pride of the Bai family. Bai Qi's song can be regarded as an explanation to Bai Yunfan.

"Okay! OK! OK! Brother, I feel relieved after listening to this song. Brother, I'll go there. I hope you take care of yourself in the capital in the future." Bai Yunfan turned over and galloped towards the dock, and his subordinates also followed Juechen. In the sunset, he saw only a stream of smoke and dust leaving far away.
Chapter completed!