The night sky was like water, dotted with stars. The bright moonlight shone down, and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of silver gauze. It was hazy and extraordinarily beautiful.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Song Yang picked up his wine cup and went to the deck. He looked up at the sky. The divine moon was like a round plate, hanging high in the sky.
The gentle light shone down on his face, making his jade-like skin seem even more translucent.
At this moment, Song Yang couldn't help but think of a poem in his mind. Then, he casually recited it,
"When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky.
I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky.
I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold at the top. I dance and see the shadow clearly. How can I be in the world?”
Song Yang's gentle and soothing voice rang out. At this moment, the entire ship was dead silent.
Whether it was the soldiers guarding the deck or the experts hidden in the dark, they all subconsciously held their breaths and listened carefully to the poem recited by the Emperor.
Song Yang raised his cup and downed it in one gulp, then continued to chant,"Turning the vermilion pavilion, the low door, shining sleepless. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye to the round?”
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. This matter is difficult to complete since ancient times.”
Song Yang stood at the stern of the boat and looked at the ripples created by the sails and the full moon reflected in the water. He entered a mysterious realm.
Song Yang closed his eyes and pondered. The moon hanging high in the night sky was quietly reflected in the river. The waves created by the warship turned the moon into a rippling reflection. The moon rose and fell with the waves, appearing and disappearing.
An indescribable feeling rose in Song Yang's heart. He felt that it was illusory, chaotic, and empty.
The entire ship was silent. Everyone stared at the figure that was still standing, dumbfounded. For a moment, they could not react.
It was unknown whether she was immersed in the reverie of the palace in the sky, lingering in the artistic conception of thousands of miles of beauty, or shocked by the literary talent of this fatuous ruler.
"I hope that people will live long and spend thousands of miles together.”Empress Xiao muttered these few lines of poetry. She looked at Song Yang's back, somewhat dazed.
Wei Zhenzhen, who was beside Empress Xiao, couldn't help but be moved. Although this fatuous ruler was a little lecherous, his literary talent was extraordinary.
She had been with Empress Xiao and Song Yang for some time, and she often heard Song Yang say many simple yet profound philosophical words.
However, tonight's complete poem, even though she was born as a commoner and had not learned many poems, she felt that this poem of the incompetent ruler would be passed down to the world.
Compared to the two women who were familiar with Song Yang, Dugu Feng was in disbelief.
"Heaven Man Unity? How is this possible?"
Dugu Feng's heart trembled. At this moment, she felt an extremely absurd feeling.
This fatuous ruler was clearly right in front of her, but he seemed to give her a feeling that he was very far away from her. If she thought about it carefully, she felt that he had already fused with the world and become a part of it. It was as if he had existed there since ancient times.
At this moment, in Dugu Feng's eyes, the fatuous ruler in front of her seemed to have endless charm. He had the elegant elegance of Taoism.
More importantly, his figure seemed to be one with heaven and earth. It seemed to be far and near, like a flower in a mirror or a moon in the water. It was impossible to see through him.
"Bang!" .
Song Yang, who was immersed in the state of mind, felt as if his body had exploded. True Qi flowed continuously on its own.
The surrounding earth and heaven energy seemed to have entered his body through his pores and become a part of his body.
After a moment of clarity, Song Yang felt that everything around him had become unprecedentedly clear.
Song Yang opened his eyes and saw that the entire world in his eyes had become much clearer.
He could even sense the subtle changes in the wind that he usually ignored. Even the subtle changes in the wind that he usually ignored could not escape his sensitive hearing.
The forest on both sides of the canal seemed to have become another world. Not only were the colors layered and rich, but the most touching thing was that at a glance, it was as if one could grasp the various postures of each leaf under the moonlight and the gentle wind.
The breathing of countless people on the ship in the distance did not escape Song Yang's ears. The expressions of the women behind him were all reflected in his mind.
Song Yang was overjoyed. He thought to himself that after the activation of the qi, the world would become brand new. His perception, spiritual sense, and hearing had all improved infinitely.
Song Yang turned around and saw the girls staring at him like they were infatuated with him. Song Yang felt an indescribable sense of joy.
"Your Majesty's poem is far-reaching, novel, beautiful, and picturesque. It can really be called a good poem that has been passed down through the ages.”
Empress Xiao had read a lot of poetry and books. Whether it was the artistic conception, determination, or sentence, Song Yang's poem could really be considered a good sentence that could be passed down through the ages. It should be known that in ancient times, scholars had a very high status, and scholars who could recite poems and compose Fu were extremely favored.
Empress Xiao could imagine that perhaps after thousands of years, this poem would still be remembered by the world. Song Yang would become famous under the heavens with this poem tonight!
"I was just expressing my feelings. The Empress liked it instantly.”
Song Yang felt ashamed. Such a famous poem had been used in modern novels, both in school and online. However, when he casually said it, people thought that it was his original work.
With a faint smile, Song Yang saw Dugu Feng's eyes sparkling, and her eyes seemed to be shining like little stars as she stared at him. Song Yang stretched out his hand and placed it on her shoulder, and softly said," Feng 'er, what are you looking at?"
"Ah!"
Dugu Feng seemed to have just regained her senses, and her pretty face turned red. She didn't dare to look into Song Yang's eyes and said guiltily,""No, I didn't see anything."
Although Dugu Feng was summoned by the Emperor to protect the Emperor like many experts of the Great Sui Dynasty, she was different from those experts. She was treated specially by the fatuous Emperor and could be protected by him.
However, after a few days of observation, she realized that Song Yang's aura would change frequently. Sometimes it moved, sometimes it was quiet, sometimes it was masculine, sometimes it was feminine, and sometimes it was hallucinatory.
Moreover, she also realized that ever since the Emperor cultivated the Art of Longevity, he seemed to have become much younger.
This change became even more obvious at this moment. Whether it was the Emperor's face or arms, they had become much paler. He looked as if he had become ten years younger. No wonder Dugu Feng was staring at Song Yang in shock.
Just now, Song Yang's magical hand accidentally touched it and entered it with his senses. It was embedded into the Heavenly Dao that could not be described in words, but was always present. It was also invisible to ordinary people. The essence in his body and the essence of heaven and earth merged into one. He experienced the wonder of the integration of heaven and man.
Although it was only a short moment and he had not reached the realm of the integration of Heaven and man, this short moment had already allowed him to have a breakthrough and progress. Perhaps only he himself could understand such a profound principle...
The night was getting darker and darker. The moon had already shyly hid in the clouds and disappeared without a trace. Only the stars in the sky were still emitting a weak light, illuminating the earth in a hazy manner…
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