The Multiverse Starting from White Deer Plain

Around 1898 in the late Qing Dynasty, ancient poetry was being destroyed, which was called the destiny of the poetry world. A Google search revealed that the period during the vernacular movement was the construction and transition stage of new poetry, so during this period, many people were already trying to write poetry in vernacular. Later, the first vernacular poem, "Two Butterflies" written by Dr. Hu, also drew on the experience of previous generations.

Therefore, although writing poetry in vernacular is a bit "deviant", it is not an exaggeration.

The ancients also wrote mostly in the vernacular.

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley."

"I hope to meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac."

"She has..."

"The color of lilac."

"Smells like lilac."

"Sad as lilacs."

"Mourning in the rain; lamenting and hesitating..."

Bai Xiuzhu held the plain white letterhead and looked at the lines of beautiful handwriting. Her eyes were a little moved, and her cold face melted a little. The pear dimples on both sides of her cheeks were looming, as if she was smiling.

Fold the letterhead and place it close to your body.

She glanced at Bai Gui coldly with her beautiful eyes and said word by word: "Remember to write me a letter when I return to China. Don't forget it."

The meaning of these words is very clear, I choose to forgive.

The barrier between the two people quickly melted away.

Bai Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

This level has finally passed.

If you are interested in investigating, you can't hide it. He never thought about deliberately concealing it. A marriage that was deliberately concealed through deception would bring temporary happiness, but it would also cause suffering afterwards.

There is something different about the head wife after all.

"Don't worry, I will definitely write to you more when you return to China."

Bai Gui assured.

Seeing that the two of them were talking harmoniously, Bai Xiongqi, who had been waiting in the bathroom for a long time, came out. He also deliberately set up a match. After all, there were few peers he had ever met who were better than Bai Meihe.

No one who is more talented than Bai Meihe can beat him!

Those who can beat him are not as talented as him!

Yunwen Yunwu!

Besides, he also asked about Bai Gui's family background. Although he was born into a poor family, it was a good thing. This means that after Bai Xiuzhu gets married, she won’t have to suffer too many family embarrassments, feudal ethics, etc...

Of course, if her sister couldn't overcome this hurdle, Bai Xiongqi wouldn't force it.

The meal ended quickly.

The next day, Bai Gui took leave and said goodbye to his brother, sister and Mrs. Bai at the Tokyo Railway Station.

"goodbye!"

Bai Gui and Bai Xiuzhu hugged and said goodbye.

The three of them got into the carriage.

There was a shrill whistle from the steam train, and the tracks and the train were clanging away gradually.

Wait until you can no longer see it at all. .

Bai Gui ended his gaze and felt a little lost for a moment.

He and Bai Xiuzhu got along well with each other, perhaps because she grew up in Ameiken. Her knowledge was unmatched by ordinary women, and she would always get an appropriate response when chatting...

"Here comes two great blessings."

Bai Gui walked to the grocery store at the train station and said.

Dafu is glutinous rice dumplings.

One is red bean filling and the other is matcha filling.

He prefers the matcha flavor.

…

December flies by and it’s the day before New Year’s Eve.

Before the Meiji Restoration in Japan, the old mill, which was similar to the Chinese lunar calendar, was used. Traditionally, the last day of the last month of the lunar calendar was called Daihui Day, which was equal to New Year's Eve. On the night before, residents near Hachioji City held a Nuo observance ceremony.

The meaning of New Year's Eve is to get rid of the monster "Xi".

Chai Nuo means throwing beans to drive away ghosts, which is also called driving Nuo away. During the Han and Tang Dynasties, this kind of activity was still very popular. In fact, today, some social fire activities held in the countryside are also Nuo-chasing ceremonies.

It's just not called that anymore.

Bai Gui also visited Shehuo when he was studying in Zishui County and staying at Bailu Academy.

The Japanese pursuit of Nuo was passed down during the Sui and Tang Dynasties and has been preserved ever since.

At this time, the winter vacation was already on.

That is the winter vacation for students.

"Onisang, let's go watch a Nuo show together."

Xiao Chiyo shook the coldness in his hands and said to Bai Gui who was writing a manuscript beside him.

At this time, basically no one will stay at home. Instead, they will go to watch the Nuo opera, and then go home for dinner after the Nuo opera is over.

"Nuo opera?"

Bai Gui nodded and stood up.

As a person who has read the Four Books and Five Classics, he is naturally not unfamiliar with Nuo opera. It is recorded in "The Analects of Confucius Xiangdang": "Nuo people from the countryside wear court uniforms and stand on the steps."

In "Analects of Confucius", there is also a note: "Nuo can drive away plague ghosts."

So there is nothing wrong with participating in this Japanese festival. Firstly, do as the local customs do, and secondly, it is similar to treating it as a social fire in Zishui County. Other places in China also call it Nuo opera. The form is similar, but the content is slightly different. Thirdly, it’s hard to let Xunzi and Xiaochiyo go alone.

After tidying up.

The three of them walked out of the two-story building, wrapped in thick winter coats.

No need to look far, there is a show taking place on the street facing the street.

A tall bonfire stood on the street corner, and the crowds of people who joined in the fun crowded the street, leaving an open road in the middle. There are dancing Nuo opera performers wearing Prajna masks, and there are also some fire-breathing performers holding a bottle of wine in their hands, holding up torches, getting closer, and puffing out long flame ribbons...

It's very lively and the atmosphere is just there.

Nothing special either.

When I go out to watch a Nuo opera, I always have some expectations, but after I come, I always find it boring.

Return to the private house.

Xunzi has already made soba noodles and dumplings for New Year's Eve at home.

"I'm gonna start now!"

The three of them said in unison.

The night passed so quietly.

More than three days.

A Japanese warrior visited him.

"Who are you?"

Bai Gui looked at the middle-aged warrior in front of him. Compared with the ordinary short Japanese warriors, he was taller. He was estimated to be about 1.8 meters, about the same height as him. He had a strong physique and was sitting kneeling in front of Bai Gui. Feeling of oppression.

Of course, what he noticed immediately was the abundant body hair.

And...the katana he wears.

It is a real samurai sword, not a blinding thing like a staff sword.

This means that he has certain privileges and is exempt from the sword abolition order.

"I am Isao Kondo, the leader of the Shinsengumi!"

"I was also present when Haku-kun cut off Yagyu Ichi's wrist at the Yagyu Kendo Hall, but Haku-kun didn't notice me at the time..."

"Once Yagyu was a member of the Shinsengumi, even though he quit, he was defeated and I couldn't ignore him."

"After thinking about it, it's always a bad idea to interrupt when the New Year is approaching, so I postponed it until today."

"I came... to let Mr. Bai know that Japan's swordsmanship is not weaker than Qing's martial arts..."

Team leader Kondo said slowly, with an unquestionable look on his face.

"Shinsengumi?"

Bai Gui's face showed solemnity.

The Shinsengumi was proposed by Hachiro Kiyokawa when Tokugawa Iemo came to the capital during the shogunate era to recruit shogunal guards composed of ronin. Later, it was disbanded after the shogunate's defeat and surrender during the Boshin War.

However, this organization still exists among the people, nicknamed "Ren Sheng Lang".