What is cultivated in the school is technical talents, and it is an assembly line operation. Before high school, it was difficult to have a mind of one's own, and basically what the teacher said was what it was. Only when you get to the university will you have time to think about and summarize what you have learned in the past ten years, and how will it help you in the future?

Those who want to understand know that what they learn in school is basically to make themselves the bricks and tiles that contribute to the country, and where they need to move.

Many people resigned themselves to their fate and started to make bricks and tiles, while there were also those who didn't want to make bricks and tiles.

Some of them are desperately trying to improve their cultural literacy, hoping to become a great writer who guides the country with pen and ink. The most unfortunate thing is to become a great poet and lyricist with gorgeous rhetoric, respected by the world, and loved by young and beautiful young ladies......

But compared to the royals who have been trained since childhood, their foundation is too poor, and if they want to achieve something, they don't want to think about it without more than ten years of hard work. But more than ten years later, they are at least in their thirties, and it would be good to be a university teacher in the end, so how can they become writers, poets, and lyricists?

In contrast, there are many top literati and writers in the royal family, all of whom are talented and loved. And the one who can become the emperor of the Tang Dynasty is the top one in the royal family.

In terms of poetry and songs, Li Chengqian has published many fine poems over the past 30 years or so, and has even compiled them into books, published and sold them. In Ma Yinuo's study, there is a copy of "Kaiyuan Poems".

Compared with Qianlong, who also loves to write poems in another time and space, Li Chengqian's poetry level is much higher than him, and several of them are even hand-me-downs.

However, Qianlong also has something more lovely than Li Chengqian.

For example, some of Li Chengqian's poems and songs have been written into campus textbooks, and students have to memorize them hard. In comparison, although Emperor Qianlong wrote more than 40,000 poems in his lifetime, none of them were memorized by students......

Facing Li Chengqian, a master of poetry with a super high level, Ma Yinuo couldn't do anything perfunctory, so he could only think about it for a while, and said: "I remember that during the National Day of my freshman year, I traveled to Bingzhou, and when I had lunch at a local market, I met a hunter who was rushing to the market, and then I heard him tell a story about wild geese.

I don't remember the details of the story, but I remember that there was a wild goose flying with wings in the sky, and after one of them was shot by him with a bow and arrow, the other wild goose could not hover, and finally fell from the sky and died of martyrdom. ”

"Huh!?" everyone exclaimed, their faces full of unbearable. The kind-hearted Li Wuxi was even more angry: "It's so hateful, this person who killed the wild goose really deserves to die!"

Ma Yinuo said helplessly: "Big ...... Well, princess, the hunter lives by hunting, and when he encounters prey, how can he give it up casually? If he doesn't hunt, how can he feed himself and his family?"

He ...... He can do something else!" Li Wuxi said.

"Hehe, what a child. Li Chengqian touched his daughter's head and said with a smile: "Wuxi, when you eat meat, have you considered how the meat is served on the table?"

"......" Li Wuxi was silent.

"Alright. He Jie smiled and said, "Ma Yinuo, you go on." What happened after that?"

"Yes. Ma Yinuo said: "At that time, I was shocked by the life and death of the wild goose, but unfortunately the pair of wild geese had already been sold by the hunters. In desperation, I went around the market and bought two dead geese from other houses, and built a small grave next to Fenshui as a pair of martyred geese, named Yanqiu. ”

"What a wild goose hill. Everyone nodded in admiration, and looked at Ma Yinuo's eyes with a little more appreciation.

Ma Yinuo smiled slightly and said: "One day after returning home, I remembered the two geese again, so I tried to write a poem "Touching the Fish, Yanqiu Ci" to commemorate the life and death of the wild geese. However, the writing was not good at the time, and I have been revising and revising, and I am not very satisfied, but today His Majesty suddenly asked me to test me, and I had a flash of inspiration and perfected this poem, and now I will take it out for His Majesty and Niangniang and the princes and princesses to taste. ”

"Good. Li Chengqian nodded with a smile: "Just based on your story, there are no good words, and I will spare you this time." ”

"......" Ma Yinuo said helplessly: "Your Majesty, what I said is a real experience, not a story. ”

Li Chengqian laughed and said, "It's not me." After a pause, he asked, "Can you know calligraphy?"

It's for him to write it himself.

Ma Yinuo nodded: "I know a little bit about it." ”

"Good! ”

Li Chengqian gave an order, and immediately a large internal guard set up a long table, and a palace maid placed the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone neatly, used water to study ink, and respectfully asked Ma Yinuo to write an inscription.

Ma Yinuo stepped forward, grabbed a wolf pen, moistened it with water, and then dipped it in thick ink, and wrote this poem "Yanqiu Ci" on rice paper.

A few minutes later, Ma Yinuo blew the ink on the rice paper and presented it to Li Chengqian by the palace maid.

"Your Majesty, please. ”

Li Chengqian took the rice paper, looked at it at a glance, and immediately exclaimed: "Good words!"

is the same as when he first helped Bai Pujia do a live broadcast to write a font that the teenager didn't know the taste of sorrow, Ma Yinuo used a thin gold body that had never appeared in this world. In today's world, in addition to the small book of Bai Pujia, this is the second time that the thin gold body has been written on paper, and it is no wonder that Li Chengqian was amazed at a glance.

"You created this font yourself?" For Li Chengqian, who has been learning calligraphy since he was a child, he knows all the calligraphy in the world, but he has never seen a thin gold body, so he asked.

The font that I had nothing to do made His Majesty smile. Ma Yinuo said modestly.

The corners of Li Chengqian's mouth twitched.

You have nothing to do to figure out such a good font, where do you put the calligraphy masters in the world who want to create their own fonts?

This forced pretending makes me unhappy, bad review!

As soon as his mind was closed, Li Chengqian looked at the content, opened his mouth and read: "Ask what is the situation in the world, and directly teach life and death......"

There was a pause, and the scene was silent. Even the youngest prince and princess heard that the first two sentences were very extraordinary, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who was already in love, was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Ask what is the love in the world, and teach life and death...... Is this love? Is this love?"

And the adult women present, after hearing these two sentences, their hearts are about to melt.

Hu Die looked at Ma Yinuo's eyes with tenderness like water, and he was deeply in love, and he hated to die for him.

Bai Pujia, Hu Xian'er, and Zhang Xiaodou also had their own thoughts, and their eyes were extremely complicated when they looked at Ma Yinuo.

Li Chengcheng looked at Ma Yinuo, and couldn't hide the shock in his heart: he ...... Sure enough, he is talented and affectionate. Otherwise, how can such a moving phrase be written?

Li Wuxi looked at Ma Yinuo, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach life and death to promise ......" He Jie read these two sentences and couldn't help but be stupid. The two side concubines also remembered something, and they were dazed.

Li Chengqian's eyes were complicated and he continued to read.

"There are double flyers in the south and the north of the world, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.

You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?

Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat. The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind.

The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess.

Through the ages. In order to stay in the sassy people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu. ”

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