With a plan in mind, Ling Xian took a step towards the study.

When I came to the study, I took out dozens of pieces of rice paper, dropped a few drops of water into the inkstone, picked up the ink block and grinded it, thinking about it while grinding.

"It's really troublesome to write calligraphy in ancient times, I think when I learned calligraphy, I went directly to the street to buy a big bucket, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was enough for me to write from the beginning to the beginning of writing, which is like now, laborious and troublesome."

Suddenly, the sound of the system rang out.

"Bucket of ink, 10 points of emotion is worth a bucket."

Ling Xian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then showed a happy smile, casually threw out the ink block in his hand, waved his big hand, and said domineeringly.

"It's just 10 emotional points, I don't pay attention to Ling Xian yet, system, ink!"

"The purchase was successful, and the bucket of ink has been distributed to the desktop."

Ling Xian had already seen the ink on the table at this moment, stepped forward, unscrewed the cap of the bottle forcefully, and sniffed it fiercely.

"Well, yes, it's the familiar smell of Hero brand ink."

As he spoke, he grabbed the bottle with both hands and poured it into the inkstone, and after a while, the inkstone was full.

Ling Xian re-screwed the cap of the bottle, then picked up the brush and couldn't wait to kneel in front of the table.

Holding a brush in his hand, he dipped it lightly in the inkstone, took out a piece of paper and wrote.

He first wrote a poem by Su Shi "Title Xilin Wall"

Using the beauty of the body, Ling Xian sprinkled ink on the paper for a while, and after a while, a seven-character quatrain appeared on the rice paper.

I saw that the penmanship turned thin and hard into plump and majestic, the knot was broad and magnificent, the bone strength was strong and awe-inspiring, the source of the seal, the law was strict, let go but not flowed, restrained but not clumsy, the knot was round, and the penmanship was fat, even Ling Xian, a person who did not understand, could see that it was extraordinary.

Nodding in satisfaction.

"Well, it's worthy of Yan Zhenqing's great body, it's really extraordinary, it's amazing."

Thinking about it, he buried his head and wrote again.

……

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Ling Xian had already written twelve ancient poems, seeing that he was almost ready, he wiped the sweat from his brows and prepared to sell words on the street.

took out a bamboo tube, carefully rolled up the twelve poems and put them in, then turned over and galloped towards the East Market.

……

After a while, Ling Xian arrived at his destination, turned over and dismounted again, bolted the horse tightly, and took out a horn that had been exchanged for 20 emotion points in advance and shouted.

"Let's take a walk! Quatrains through the ages, heirlooms, a total of 12 articles, 10 gold, Tong Su is not bullied, first come, first served! ”

The sound of the horn was so loud that almost the entire East City heard Ling Xian's shout, and after hearing his words, they all sneered.

"Ten golds in one article? Why don't you say a hundred gold, hey, what kind of quatrain, heirloom work, who to deceive? ”

"That's it, I look at this person, I just want money and want to go crazy, a piece of paper with Braille on it costs ten gold, so can my bucket of rice be directly regarded as a priceless treasure? Ha ha. ”

Ling Xian had already taken out twelve poems at this moment, and when he heard everyone's discussions, he slowly raised his head, revealing his face.

The air suddenly fell silent.

After a few breaths, the women present screamed.

"Ahh So handsome! Childe, isn't it just a song with ten golds? I... I want it all, it's one hundred and twenty gold! ”

"Go away! Ten gold wants to buy the son's poems, and the thought is quite beautiful! I'll make a song with twenty gold! Childe, you must sell it to me! ”

"Twenty gold, you are embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed! I'll give me a fifty gold, don't rob me! ”

……

The scene was chaotic for a while, and finally the crazy women divided the twelve poems for a hundred gold.

Looking at the heavy purse full of gold in his hand, Ling Xian grinned and laughed excitedly.

"Hahaha! Master, I'm rich! ”

The male audience on the side was already stunned, and one of them had his eyes widened, his mouth open, and muttered.

"Mother didn't lie to me...... Originally... The face can really be eaten as a meal. ”

Hearing this, an old man patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Young man, there is nothing wrong with experiencing the sinister nature of society now, you look at the old man and I, I have already seen through the red dust of this world, and letting go is liberation."

The man said with a look of sudden realization.

"I, I realize."

At this moment, the old man's ear was suddenly grabbed by a hand, and the old man's face suddenly twisted and shouted.

"Oops, it hurts! Let go of me, old woman. ”

"Let go of you? Let go of you and let you continue to be nervous on the outside? Walk! Come home with me! Don't be embarrassed here. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the old man and walked outside the East Market.

The man on the side was dumbfounded again, and after a while, he actually covered his face and ran up, crying and shouting.

"Mom is a liar! I don't trust anyone anymore! Woohoo......"

……

Ling Xian didn't care about this, he was sitting on the back of a horse at the moment and happily counting the money.

At that moment, a loud shout rang out.

"Fence him up!"

I saw a group of soldiers running over with a disorderly pace, and at a glance I knew that it was a motley army.

The army surrounded Ling Xian, and at this moment, a smug laugh came from the rear, and then a lewd and familiar face came into Ling Xian's eyes.

Ling Xian was calm at the moment.

"Are you sure you're going to arrest me?"

"Nonsense, I'm Diao Bixiang rampant in Chang'an City, bah, I've been in the army for many years, and I've always been known for being selfless and sacrificing myself, what are you saying today, I'm going to arrest you for the crime of disturbing public order!"

Ling Xian immediately laughed when he heard his words.

"Poof, Diao Bixiang? You're not a good person, but your name is quite innovative. ”

When Diao Bixiang heard this, his body trembled strongly, and he suddenly roared.

"Ahh

Ling Xian was taken aback.

After a loud roar, Diao Bixiang knelt on the ground with a thud, and then followed.

"Grandpa! Sun Tzu is wrong! ”

Ling Xian was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help it, and finally laughed.

"Hey, didn't I say it, what do you mean by suddenly kneeling too? I don't have any New Year's money for you here. ”

The crowd on the side finally couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Diao Bixiang listened, but he didn't care, but said in fear.

"No, no, the villain happened to pass by in front of the prince's mansion today, and saw with my own eyes that His Majesty decreed to marry you, the prince, no matter how bold I am, I will never dare to catch the horse master!"

When Ling Xian heard this, it suddenly dawned on him that it was his identity that frightened him.

After sorting out the clues, he said coldly to Diao Bixiang.

"I'll spare you once today, if I hear that you have done anything unreasonable in the future, the first one I can't spare you is you, is it white?"

When Diao Bixiang heard this, he nodded again and again, and then left with a team of city gate guards.

……

Compared with the farce in the East City at this time, Wenxuan Pavilion is even more lively.

A group of old men in civilian clothes, several people holding a piece of paper in their hands, divided into several waves, are discussing fiercely.

If there is a minister of the current dynasty here, he will definitely be surprised, if nothing else, just because the people standing in this crowd are all contemporary literary circles.

But at this moment, Kong Yingda, Yu Shinan, Wang Gui and other people in the literary world are arguing like shrews in the market.

"In my opinion, this "Little Pond" vividly describes this summer pond, and it should be the best of the twelve."

"Nonsense! Yin Yin is better for this "Spring Rain"! Look at this sentence - the long road should be sad and the spring is late, and the remnants of the sky are still vaguely dreamy. What a beautiful artistic conception! ”

"What you said is not right, it's just that this song "Spring Water" is better! Look at this description, how vivid! How detailed! There's no comparison between your two songs, okay! ”

"You guys are all wrong! If you want me to see, this word is the best! Look at this font, the shape is new, the law is severe, and the momentum is majestic and unprecedented. From an aesthetic point of view, the face and body are dignified and beautiful, masculine and artificial, and the number of beauties is at the same time, which is a school of its own. If you want me to see, this poem is not as good as this word! ”

When the people on the side heard it, they hissed! It seems to be true! Suddenly I watched it more seriously.

At this moment, Li Er passed by the door, looking at these old men who usually put etiquette in the first place, blushing and arguing with thick necks, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Slowly walked into the door, came behind Yu Shinan, and asked softly.

"Yu Aiqing, what are you doing here?"

"Shut up!"

Li Er was startled, then furious, and shouted at Yu Shinan.

"What did you just say?!"

Yu Shinan turned his head tremblingly, and when he saw that it was His Majesty, he shook violently again.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty? How about you. ”

"Why can't it be me? Well! ”

"No... No, the juniors of the old minister bought these twelve poems from a young man named Ling Xian in the East City, saying that they were made by himself, a hundred gold, the old minister wanted to reprimand them, but after picking up this poem and appreciating it, he felt that it was worth the money, when he took it and shared it with these old friends, no, he didn't notice you just now because he was discussing. ”

Li Er suddenly became interested.

"Ling Xian? This kid is very familiar, and he is still my prospective son-in-law. ”

"Huh? Your Majesty, when did you collect the horses? This... How do we not know wow? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, Lizhi and Ling Xian are in love, I naturally can't stop it."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, picked up the twelve poems, and prepared to read them.

……