Four hundred and ninetieth chapters: a storm caused by a couplet of poems
Wei Xuan said this just because he understood Li Yunbai's temperament.
At this moment, Wei Xuan thought that Li Yunbai was joking.
Hu Zhongxue, Gao Yunfeng and others heard Wei Xuan's words, and their hearts stirred up waves again. If this poem was written by Li Yunbai, then his words just now...
I'm not kidding, it actually surpassed many students!
As a group of students, their hearts were shaking violently. If they had just pretended to be one of them, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Everyone in Qingyun Academy knows Li Yunbai's temperament, and it is reasonable for him to test others like this.
Fortunately, I was not greedy, and fortunately I suppressed the desires in my heart. Cold sweat broke out on the students' backs.
Li Yunbai shook his head: "This is not what I did!"
When Wei Xuan heard this, he was stunned: "It's not you? Who else could it be? You Yunbai, you are so good at joking!"
"Dean, do you think this is my calligraphy?" Li Yunbai said.
Wei Xuan looked at it carefully and found that this word was considered to be excellent. An indescribable sharp energy burst out from it, but it was not fully manifested and was somewhat restrained.
Obviously, this is indeed not Li Yunbai's handwriting.
At this time, Gao Yunfeng and the others all looked at the handwriting on the door. Maybe their own handwriting was not as good as this, but the handwriting was very different.
"It's true that the calligraphy is not yours, but since this person is carving words and writing poems here, he must be from the academy, Yun Bai, we have to find him!"
Wei Xuan looked extremely excited. Such a great talent would naturally strive to stay in Qingyun Academy.
At this time, Li Yunbai was even more excited than Wei Xuan.
Confucianism is not just about spiritual practice, the most important thing is academics.
Articles, poems and songs are the key to spiritual practice.
It is conceivable that if Qingyun Academy has such a disciple, it will bring much glory and benefit to Confucianism.
In a few days, there will be a cultural gathering at Qingyun Academy.
Anyone who wants to attend the above conference, who wants to show up and become famous in one fell swoop, has already arrived early.
Therefore, when we look for people, we are not only looking for students from Qingyun Academy, but we also need to select among the many young literati who have come.
Obviously, this is a huge project.
However, Wei Xuan and Li Yunbai obviously don't care about this.
Hang Tianyi didn't know it yet, but his temporary naughtiness had caused an uproar in Qingyun Academy.
Returning to Liu Ruolan's Qinxin Garden, I saw that Liu Ruoxi and the others had not come back yet. Hang Tianyi was fine, half lying on a chair, but fell asleep.
I have to say that this kid has a really big heart.
Around Hai hour, the first person to come back was Liu Ruolan.
This is the eldest sister. All her thoughts are on Wang Tengfeng, but she is very polite. There has not been a step beyond the bounds between them.
Seeing Hang Tianyi lying asleep in the yard, her indifferent face showed a hint of concern.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Ruoxi was not found.
"What did this wild girl do?" Liu Ruolan whispered to herself.
Just then, Hang Tianyi woke up, stood up and called: "Sister!"
"Where's Ruoxi?" Liu Ruolan asked.
Hang Tianyi yawned and said, "I went out to play with Wei Mingyang!"
"Wei Mingyang? This..." Liu Ruolan didn't know what to say for a while.
It is no exaggeration to say that Wei Mingyang is the naughty kid of Qingyun Academy.
Liu Ruoxi is a little witch. With these two children together, will Qingyun Academy still have a good life?
"It seems that I really can't take any time off at all!" Liu Ruoxi said softly. Then, she looked at Hang Tianyi and stopped talking.
Hang Tianyi asked: "What's the matter?"
The couplet of poems on the door of Li Yunbai's thatched cottage has been spread throughout Qingyun Academy. Everyone knows that the academy is looking for the person who carved the words and composed the poem.
For some reason, Liu Ruolan suddenly thought of this question in her mind, and then shook her head, thinking: "How can he write such good poems? After all, even Tengfeng can't!"
"Nothing!" Liu Ruolan replied, and then said: "It's already late at night, you can go back and rest!"
"It's okay, elder sister, please rest first, I'll wait for Ruoxi to come back!" Hang Tianyi said.
Liu Ruolan nodded and said nothing more.
Hang Tianyi rubbed his eyebrows. He knew that Liu Ruoxi would be a wild horse once she went out.
It's just that it's a little too wild, it's still very late after all!
Half an hour later, Liu Ruoxi finally came back, and she seemed very excited.
"Did you hit a tiger?" Hang Tianyi asked.
No matter what, now this girl at least has the ability to protect herself.
"No, Wei Mingyang is a big liar, there are no tigers here at all!" Liu Ruolan said angrily, and then her dark color turned into excitement: "Cauldron, you didn't expect it, you wrote...
"
Before Liu Ruoxi could finish speaking, Hang Tianyi hurriedly blocked Liu Ruoxi's mouth with his hand and made a silencing gesture: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Li Ruoxi was familiar with Hang Tianyi's handwriting better than anyone else. She was still very excited at the moment: "Big Guo, that poem is famous. The dean and the others heard that they are looking for the person who wrote the poem. Why don't you apply yourself?"
"What are you talking about? What's your name? I'm afraid something big is going to happen. That thatched cottage is the residence of some master hermit. I'll carve words on his door..."
Speaking of this, Hang Tianyi looked helpless and sighed secretly, why didn't he pay attention to his hands at that time?
"What Daguo means is that the old men like the dean are bad people, and they are using this method to arrest you?" Liu Ruoxi was mysterious, as if she was afraid that others would hear her words.
Well, as long as it concerns Hang Tianyi, she will defend it unconditionally.
Hang Tianyi sighed: "Maybe! I still don't know whose thatched cottage belongs to!"
"That belongs to Old Man Li Yunbai!" Liu Ruoxi said.
When Hang Tianyi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked again: "Li Yunbai's?"
"Well, it belongs to the old man!" Liu Ruoxi said,
Hang Tianyi patted his chest and said with a smile, "That'll be fine!"
"Da Guo believes in Old Man Li so much?" Liu Ruoxi's big eyes blinked.
Hang Tianyi said: "He is indeed a person worthy of trust!"
"Then are you going to claim the engraved poem?" Liu Ruoxi's eyes looked expectant.
Hang Tianyi said: "This kind of famous thing is obviously not what I would do. You didn't tell Wei Mingyang, right?"
"Of course not, that guy still wants to know our secret, huh!" Liu Ruoxi's face looked aloof and arrogant. She was not generally smart.
"Okay, go back and rest. Don't say anything to anyone. Let's just watch the show. It's really meaningless for these scholars to make such a fuss over two lines of poems!" Hang Tianyi said.
Liu Ruoxi nodded. At this time, she had a little more expectation in her heart.
This feeling of knowing everything and seeing others anxious is really extraordinary!