Three people seated...

A maid named Chunlan poured them a cup of tea.

At this time, Li Chenan looked at the small but elegant waterside pavilion and smelled the smell of sandalwood... The smell was fresh and elegant, with a lingering natural fragrance.

Obviously there are not many technologies incorporated into it by later generations.

All the furniture in the waterside pavilion should also be made by famous craftsmen. Both the selection of materials and the carving techniques are perfect.

For example, the coffee table in front of you and the accompanying chairs are all made of precious rosewood.

If this was placed in the previous life, it would be an incredible treasure.

"In April... Hua Manting came to stay with me for two days."

"In those two days, I composed a piece of "Die Lian Hua" for you. During the rest of the time, except for a few games of chess, what Old Man Hua talked about most was you."

"You probably don't know the pride of Old Man Hua. There are only a handful of literati in the world who can win his praise."

"So I am also interested in you, so I also sent someone to find out more..."

The merchants picked up the tea cup and gestured, "Drink tea and try the taste of Maofeng."

He took a sip, put down the tea cup and said: "The result after understanding is a bit beyond my expectation. The Guangling Li family is indeed rich and talented. Otherwise, there would be no such legendary story about a father and his son who visited seven jinshis and three women."

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"But you...were you really kicked out of the house by your father Li Wenhan?"

Li Chenan smiled slightly and nodded, "I'm ashamed to say that this junior was indeed kicked out of the house."

The Shang family did not take it seriously. He pondered for a moment and then said: "I thought that Old Man Hua would come again before going to Kyoto. I was thinking that he would come again, so I asked him what the reason was, but unexpectedly he

Here we go."

"Now I'm not curious about your past, because people always change."

"You are here today. I have an unkind request. I wonder if Mr. Li is willing?"

"Shang Lao, please tell me, as long as this junior can do it, he will do his best."

"Okay, Mr. Li is a cheerful person."

After saying this, Shang Di turned to Qiu Ju who was waiting at the side, "Bring me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

"Take the best rice paper, the best rosin ink, use that square inkstone, and that purple hair."

"Slave, please obey."

Qiu Ju turned around and walked towards a cabinet against the wall. She felt even more strange, because there were many four treasures in the Taohua Island study room, but the Fang Xi Inkstone and the Purple Hair were the family master's favorite things.

Even the head of the family was reluctant to take them for use before, but now he wants to take out these two treasures... What does this mean?

At this time, the Shang people turned to Li Chen'an again, "Since you can get Huaman Ting's approval, I'll ask you to compose a poem for me later. I won't write a poem, so you can compose it casually. This is my merciless invitation."

,how?"

From the moment Li Chenan and the others came in until now, Shang Di has not asked them what their purpose was.

At this moment, he was the one who made such a request to Li Chenan. When Wu Xichen came, it was Shang Di, the old man, who deliberately created a problem for Li Chenan——

Although he is a martial arts master, he also understands how difficult it is to write a good poem.

Su Muxin felt a little worried, and he also turned to Li Chenan, thinking that this guy once casually composed a song "Qing Xing'er" in Yanyu Pavilion, and then drunkenly composed a song "Jiang Xing'er" in Zuixin Pavilion of Qianmo Academy.

Drinking."

He once said that poetry is easier than anything else, and he always thought that he was bragging, but now everyone suddenly made such a request, and whether he could write another amazing poem.

Li Chenan still had a smile on his face, and his eyes met the Shang family. Of course he understood that this was the Shang family who were testing him to prove whether what Hua Manting said was false.

It was also to prove whether Li Chenan was qualified to sit here and talk to him.

"I once told Brother Hua that poetry is really simple."

Shang Di frowned slightly when he said this.

"Today I arrived at Mr. Shang's place. I have heard for a long time that Mr. Shang is a famous composer, so I don't want to write lyrics anymore."

Shang Di raised his eyebrows slightly, and those long eyebrows trembled, "Then what are you going to write?"

"I am also planning to compose a piece of music, but it is not a piece composed by you, Mr. Shang, but a theme suitable for singing. I call it a Sanqu, or just a poem."

These days, Li Chenan has a certain understanding of the culture of this world.

There is no Yuan Dynasty in this world, so Yuan music has not yet been born based on poetry.

At this time, I just copied a song to test the merchant’s appraisal ability.

Shang Di was startled and asked: "Sanqu... what kind of literary style is this?"

"It can be regarded as a new type of metrical poetry. The same thing as the lyrics is that the lyrics have word tags and the music has qu tags."

"It also has a certain rhythm and formula, but it is more flexible than poetry. It is less constrained by the formula of poetry and is more conducive to expression in the form of singing, so I think it is more accurate to use the word poetry to define it."

Li Chenan's words shocked Shang Di.

Because if what Li Chenan said is true, he will really be able to write a good poem in a short time... He will create a new style of writing!

This is an incredible achievement!

If that poetry is really more suitable for singing, then he, Li Chenan, is the founder of the poetry school, and his name will shock the world!

Li Chenan really didn't think that much.

He just felt that since this old man Shang was a composer, his ability to understand this poem should be better than others.

He didn't expect that his words would greatly shock Shang Di.

Su Muxin was also shocked at the same time.

Of course he also understood what the emergence of this new style of writing meant.

Are you going to witness with your own eyes the birth of a new generation?

Then it's not a bad idea to call him "junior uncle"!

But in the end it depends on the poem he writes.

Even Qiu Ju, who was grinding her ink aside, was full of expectations, but Wu Xichen was the only one who looked confused.

This stupid apprentice is making it more difficult for himself!

Why don't you just write a poem to perfunctory Mr. Shang and be done with it?

Now that he has spoken these words, there is no chance of redemption.

How silly!

Qiu Ju placed a set of utensils in front of Li Chenan, and Shang Di stretched out his hand: "Master Li, please!"

Li Chen'an picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the rice paper:

"Tian Jing Sha"

“The tip of the pen sweeps away the clouds of infatuation, and the singing awakens the spring.

Arrange wine bottles on flower poles.

Begonia wind message, dust blowing on the street in the Ming Dynasty.

Once from the pommel horse to the west and east, several quilt pillows were hazy,

Fortunately, I came to you in a dream."

This word is so ugly!

So Shang Di frowned at first.

However, as Li Chenan's pen tip moved, his eyes gradually widened and he even held his breath.

"It's like fighting without a dream, we really met each other at that time.

Who loves to listen to the piano through the window?

The person leaning against the curtain is a close friend, one word from that time to this day.

This time I highly recommend you and I will be rewarded with a phoenix pillow and a mandarin duck quilt.

Orioles, swallows, spring, flowers and willows are real,

Everything is charming,

Delicate and tender, she can be treated like everyone."

Li Chenan put down his pen.

There is complete silence here!
Chapter completed!