Chapter 34 Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun were completely shocked
Li Yuanjing also reacted a little at this time.
emotion.
Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun are like fans of later generations who pursue books and dramas, and want their own complete chapters.
but.
"I am born with talents that will be useful" is from Li Bai's "Jinjinjiu".
This kind of "anti-poetry" seems inappropriate to be exposed at this time.
As for "we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away", Li Yuanjing vaguely remembered that this seemed to be a joking statement in "Water Margin", and it was obviously impossible to have a complete length.
Neither of these are suitable to be taken out.
Seeing the eyes of Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun becoming more and more eager, Li Yuanjing suddenly became smart and couldn't help but smile.
He thought of a good idea!
smiled and said:
"Young master, old parents, these two poems are just scribblings by students. They really have no upper and lower lines."
"but."
"Recently, there have been some changes in the student's family. The student has some new perceptions about life and things, and he actually has a new song."
"If you don't mind me and my parents, can you come and talk about it in my humble house? If the student wants to write this poem, please let me and my parents appreciate it!"
Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun arrived here overnight and were already tired and thirsty. At this time, Li Yuanjing took the initiative to greet them. Naturally, they didn't know how to write ink. They all came to Li Yuanjing's house with smiles.
Yu Niang was dumbfounded at this time.
It's really beyond my wildest dreams.
These are the magistrate of Fengcheng County, the parents of hundreds of thousands of Fengcheng people. Today, they are actually going to be guests at their home...
In particular, this young man in white seems to be more noble than his old parents, Zhao Bingchun...
Brother, this...
How on earth is it done...
And outside.
The old village chief, Zhao Zengjin and others were all stunned, unable to describe their feelings in words.
The difference between this person and this person is as big as clouds and mud...
And behind the crowd.
Lotus's two jade hands were already tightly intertwined, and her white teeth were about to bite her delicate red lips.
In the past, even if she felt that there was a gap between her and Li Yuanjing, she did not feel that the gap was that big.
after all.
She is the daughter of the old village chief, and she still has some pride in this Quanzi Village.
But at this time...
Lianhua's whole body was in a mess, and her little head felt completely blank...
And at this time.
Behind the rammed earth wall of a house under a small slope, a thin and beautiful figure was watching this scene silently.
But when she saw that there seemed to be a crowd of spectators nearby rushing towards her, she quickly retreated behind the wall.
After the crowd passed, she revealed her little head again and looked at Li Yuanjing's shabby house without blinking...
…
"Girl."
"Why are you still sitting around? Why don't you quickly prepare some food for the two nobles? Just make egg soup and crispy fish."
When he came to his house, Li Yuanjing smiled and asked Yu Niang to cook for Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun, and explained with a smile:
"Master, my parents, the student's family is really poor. There is no tea to serve, so I can only feel wronged to these two nobles."
Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun were both very hungry at this time, so they naturally ignored these details and both smiled and asked Li Yuanjing to quickly write his new work.
Li Yuanjing smiled, spread out the paper directly, and began to rub the ink without using any ink.
Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun looked at each other, and they could see the anticipation in each other's eyes, but there was also a sense of playfulness in them.
The two seemed to be making a bet on how good Li Yuanjing's new song would be and whether it would be popular or not.
soon.
Li Yuanjing finished polishing the ink and stopped ink stains. He took a deep breath and wrote the first line of the poem in a down-to-earth manner:
"If life is just like the first time we met, what's the point of sad wind and autumn painting fan?"
"I……"
As soon as Li Yuanjing wrote this poem, Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun, who were still a little playful and playful, were stunned.
Especially Murong Kai jumped up excitedly, his face flushed. However, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word. He even rolled his eyes in excitement.
After all, Zhao Bingchun was mature and prudent. After taking several breaths, he finally spoke. However, despite his calmness, his whole body was still trembling with excitement:
"Good poetry, and even better words!"
"Brother Yuan Jingxian, this poem of yours means that I am a brother with limited talent and knowledge, so I won't comment on it for now. But just by saying the word "Brother Yuan Jingxian", you have already become a model for everyone, and even established a sect!!!"
Zhao Bingchun was really excited, and his face turned red as he spoke.
Notice.
In the imperial examinations of the Daqian Dynasty, apart from the format of eight-part essay, the most important thing was the writing.
As early as hundreds of years ago, at the beginning of the Qian Dynasty, there were several masters of calligraphy, and their writing style was quite prosperous.
However, after hundreds of years, the younger generations are really weak and have been living off the legacy of their ancestors.
At this time of year, not to mention the younger generation, even the older generation of powerful people can't even say a few words.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"
Murong Kai finally reacted and said excitedly:
"Brother Li, your good poems are even more beautiful. I want to say something random. If these two lines of your poems, Brother Li, are spread, I am afraid that there are hundreds of thousands of brothels in the world, and Brother Li can travel for free... …”
Li Yuanjing looked at the excited two people and smiled modestly.
He had already expected this result.
The calligraphy of the Qian Dynasty is somewhat similar to the cursive calligraphy of later generations. It is elegant and elegant, but lacks a sense of regularity.
In later generations, Li Yuanjing had an in-depth study of both Shoujin Ti and Guange Ti due to his relationship with Lao Taishan and his fiancée.
at this time.
As soon as this thin gold body, which is perfect for showing off, comes out, how can the two rustics Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun not be excited and inspired?
This is completely a dimensionality reduction attack...
After the two of them calmed down for a while, Li Yuanjing stopped writing and continued writing.
"It's easy to change people's hearts, but it's easy to change people's hearts."
"Lishan's words are gone until midnight, and the tears and rain are still ringing, but I will never complain."
"How can I be so lucky to the man in brocade? I wish you all the best that day."
As soon as the poem was finished, Li Yuanjing ignored Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun who were completely shocked and looked like stone sculptures.
Directly on the lower corner of this white paper, I wrote my signature.
"Li Yuanjing, a student from Fengcheng. On September 30, the 21st year of Emperor Qianlong's reign, he was in the middle of the year."
Murong Kai finally came to his senses. He really wanted to say something, but at this time, his thinking was obviously unable to keep up. Xiaobai's face was flushed, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.
And beside.
Zhao Bingchun couldn't help but exclaimed excitedly:
"Brother Yuan Jingxian, this poem and these words are worth a thousand gold. If they are worth a thousand gold..."
"More than a thousand pieces of gold?"
Murong Kai finally came to his senses at this time, couldn't help but shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"Old parents, this lyric poem will cost you ten thousand gold."
"If this poem is spread to the capital and Jiangnan in the future, I am afraid that countless top courtesans in the world will spend a lot of money to ask Brother Li to inscribe it..."
Said.
Murong Kai was smart and seemed to have remembered something crucial. He looked at Li Yuanjing eagerly and said:
"Brother Li, Brother Li, can you part with this calligraphy? I'm willing to give you one thousand, no, I'm willing to give you ten thousand taels of silver. I just hope that Brother Li can give up this calligraphy to me..."
During the conversation.
Murong Kai had already bowed deeply and respectfully to Li Yuanjing.
It seems to be the courtesy from a younger brother to his elder brother. This chapter has been completed!