Seeing that Cai Yong went out, Chen Gong and Dian Wei couldn't continue to be light bulbs here.

"Brother Dian, let's go out and see if Lord Cai's family needs our help."

Dian Wei may not have reacted, and said to Chen Gong: "Oh! Then you get out! I also gave the lord a guard, and it is my duty to protect the lord's safety. ”

Hearing Dian Wei's words, Chen Gong smiled, and after saying a few words to Dian Wei, Dian Wei finally went out with Chen Gong as if he didn't understand.

There were two people left in a huge living room in an instant, Cai Yan said in his heart, and said to Bai Yang: "Brother Wenqing, there is a garden in the backyard, and the environment is very quiet, why don't Zhao Ji take you there?" ”

"Good! Wen Qingquan listened to Zhao Ji. ”

Hearing Bai Yang say this, Cai Yan was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't know where he wanted to go, and Bai Yang was also a little distracted when he smiled, it was so good-looking.

In early spring, it may not be as green as in summer, but the tender green of the grass still looks extraordinarily vigorous and endowed with strong vitality.

Bai Yang and Cai Yan walked to the hard stone road, looked at the dead grass and shoots on both sides of the road, and the weeping willows and small lotus ponds not far away.

"Zhao Ji, looking at the scene of early spring, the weeping willows on the side of the road, Wen Qing suddenly had an inspiration, so he wrote a poem here, and Zhao Ji gave a point or two."

Hearing that Bai Yang was going to make a poem, Cai Yan was very excited, the last time he heard Bai Yang's three poems, Cai Yan was very envious of Bai Yang's talent, and he couldn't imagine that Bai Yang would actually want to make a poem again.

"Brother Wenqing, please, Zhao Ji listens."

Bai Yang pretended to take a few steps on the ground, and said slowly: "Jasper is made up to be a tree high,"

"Ten thousand hanging down green silk."

"I don't know who cut out the thin leaves,"

"The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

"Good poetry, good poetry. Brother Wen Qing is really a genius, I think the few great sons and those great talents in the capital are not as talented as the sons. ”

Bai Yangxuan's poem, on the whole, is written about the scene of early spring in February, with weeping willows as an introduction, and the artistic conception of the time and the present is very appropriate.

The first sentence of the text writes about the tree, personifying the tree, so that people can feel that the willow tree is like a slim beauty who has been dressed up. And the "jasper" here also has two meanings: one is that the name jasper is related to the color of the willow. The second is that the word jasper will always leave a young impression in people's minds.

In this Bai Yang is also associated with the word "small jasper", Cai Yan is here, Bai Yang's thoughts are self-evident. "Jasper is made into a tree high" naturally connects the willow tree in front of him with Cai Yan, and Cai Yan is wearing a set of light green clothes at this time, this poem can better express Cai Yan's Chu Chu moving, full of youthful vitality and vigor.

The hanging willow leaves in the second sentence are like the silk skirt hanging on Cai Yan's body. Silk has always been known for its dignified, luxurious and elegant, so it can echo the charm of this willow tree.

The third sentence continues to be associated with "green silk", first using a question to praise the ingenious willow leaves that can convey affection, and finally answering with anthropomorphic techniques, it is the spring breeze in February that cuts out these tender green leaves with her dexterous slender jade hands, putting on a new dress for the earth and giving people the message of spring.

In general, this poem Bai Yang is very well chosen, and it is also in line with the current artistic conception, and it can also well express Bai Yang's joy at this time. In terms of the use of language, it is both clear and gorgeous. It can be said that there are many implied meanings, of course, it also depends on whether Cai Yan can think of any aspect.

However, Cai Yan did not disappoint Bai Yang. After listening to Bai Yang's words, he was very happy. This poem can also be regarded as a testimony of the official meeting between the two, which is of great significance.

"Zhao Ji is serious, I don't know if the place is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful. With a place like this and a beautiful woman like you, whoever comes here will have such inspiration. ”

"You're talking nonsense." may be the reason why no one else was present this time, Cai Yan didn't have too many shy expressions, and actually glanced at Bai Yang with all kinds of amorous feelings, and Bai Yang's heart jumped straight when he saw it.

"Zhaoji, Wen Qing didn't know what to bring when he came to the door this time, so he wrote a poem made by Wen Qing when we met for the first time, I hope you can accept it." Bai Yang said and took out the poem "A Thousand Autumns Are Beautiful, Pleasing to the Eye" written in simplified Chinese characters from his sleeve, but Bai Yang changed the name of the poem directly to "Zhao Ji" in order to express his feelings for Cai Yan.

To be honest, because Bai Yang's ability to use a brush is too poor, it feels like that after a good poem is written on top of Bai Yang. Although Bai Yang has been practicing for a long time and has made some progress, it is too far from the skills of various literati and politicians in this period.

Usually this kind of thing is ghostwritten by Jia Xu and others, Bai Yang feels that this is a matter between himself and Cai Yan, and this kind of thing like a love poem feels a little different from the hands of others. So Bai Yang wrote a few copies himself, chose one that he felt good about, and tore up the rest.

"Give it to me, I'll see." Cai Yan didn't pretentiously when he arrived, and after seeing Bai Yang take it out, he took it with his hand and opened it in front of Bai Yang's eyes.

As soon as Cai Yan opened the paper, there was a laughter like a silver bell. The other party smiled like a lily, and Bai Yang was drunk when he saw it.

"I can't imagine that there are others you are not proficient in, you have to practice this calligraphy well!" After Cai Yan finished speaking, as if he had discovered something incredible, he said to Bai Yang: "Brother Wenqing, how can I not recognize your words." Although there are some words that are a little similar, they are not right at all! ”

"Zhao Ji, you're really right, this is a font I invented myself, called 'Simplified Chinese Characters', if you want to learn it, I can teach you."

"You can actually invent fonts, that's amazing!"

Seeing Cai Yan's sister looking at herself with admiration, not to mention how happy Bai Yang's heart was. happily said to Cai Yan: "Zhao Ji, in the future, I will teach you 'simplified Chinese characters', how about you teach me 'calligraphy'?" ”

"Good! All right! I can't ask for it. You teach me now. ”

"Good! However, you must learn Hanyu Pinyin before learning simplified Chinese characters, this is also my invention, you are so smart, it will definitely not take long to learn. ”

Bai Yang's words are really not wrong, in the next study, no matter what he teaches, Cai Yan almost understands it as soon as he teaches, and his memory can be called against the sky!

When the next person informed the two, Bai Yang had already taught Cai Yan all the initials, finals, and the use of tones in Chinese pinyin, and Cai Yan had almost understood these things.

Of course, after learning these things, Cai Yan also found that it was fun in general, and he actually felt that any word could be spelled out in pinyin, and he was so happy. If no one asks the two of them to eat, it is estimated that Cai Yan still wants to continue learning, which shows his thirst for knowledge and the horror of his learning ability.

In the end, Bai Yang still took out the poem he wrote and taught Cai Yan word by word. When he knew that the title of this poem was "Zhao Ji", Cai Yan was overjoyed, and smiled while holding the poem given by Bai Yang.