Sending this Momei, Mr. Li's eyes showed a sense of reluctance, and he shook his head slightly, and said: "Being able to paint this painting can be regarded as no regrets in this life." ”

Although Mr. Li is a great Confucian, he is not only a great Confucian, he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is also a talent. Mr. Li loves to paint, and it is naturally very satisfying to be able to paint such an amazing work as Momei this time.

Luo Cheng observed Mr. Li's appearance, thoughtful, he nodded slightly: "Mr. will give this painting away, but he is not in a hurry, if it is easy to put it in the house and not see the world, it is better for Mr. to take it out first so that everyone can see it, and it will not be in vain to make such a masterpiece." ”

Mr. Li was stunned when he heard this, but his face showed a faint look of embarrassment, and he hesitated a little: "Xiaoyou, is this a little inappropriate?" ”

Luo Cheng smiled dumbly, shook his head and replied: "Mr. is too worried, this Momei, since Mr. gave it to me, this time, how about the kid lend it to Mr. again?" ”

As soon as Mr. Li gritted his teeth, he nodded and said, "Thank you so much." ”

Luo Cheng smiled again: "Mr. has not yet thanked me for teaching the classics, how can Mr. say thank you, this matter should be done, Mr. doesn't have to mind." ”

Mr. Li nodded solemnly, and his gaze at Luo Cheng also changed slightly, Luo Cheng can have such a character, and he does not have to worry about going down the wrong road in the future.

Since ancient times, intelligent people have many lines of paranoia.

Mr. Li took Mo Meitu away, Luo Cheng looked at Mr. Li's back, suddenly smiled, and immediately relaxed. He took out the five-hook god flying silver spear and continued to practice marksmanship.

After a tiring day of mental work, proper exercise can help your body to be healthy.

……

A day later, in the city of Beiping, a poem called "Momei" suddenly began to circulate. The sentence "Don't let people praise the good color, only leave the clear air full of goodness", which made countless literati and ink writers look sideways.

In the largest green building in Beiping City, Yinghong Building.

A group of young talents gather here, as a scholar, it is natural to be suave, this Ying Red House is undoubtedly a good place. Wouldn't it be nice to be accompanied by beautiful women and accompanied by delicious food and wine?

"That song "Momei", it is really extraordinary, between the recitation, only feel the heart, although it is written about plum blossoms, but it is the plum blossom character to accommodate all the period!" A handsome-looking young man said with a slight sigh.

"Where did you get this brother of the poet? As far as I know, no one in Beiping City can write such poems, even Li Gong and others are not proficient in this way. A slightly tall, thin man asked, curiously.

When he heard this "Momei" for the first time, he was also very surprised. He would never have been able to write such a good poem. It's not just the rhetoric, it's the character and charm of the verses.

This poem, just from the verses, can be seen that the person who wrote the poem must be an upright person. That sentence doesn't want people to praise the good color, only leave the clear air full of goodness, how happy it is!

The young man known as Brother Wang nodded, and explained with a smile: "This poem was seen when I went to the Mansion of Duke Li with my teacher yesterday, a picture of Momei, a poem of "Momei", it is really a perfect match!" ”

"Li Gong has a new work? Could it be that this poem was also written by Li Gong? The tall and thin man asked in surprise, he looked puzzled, after all, they knew that although there were several great Confucians such as Li Gong in Beiping City. But they are only proficient in the classics and scriptures, and they are highly respected, but they are not so accomplished in poetry.

The young man surnamed Wang shook his head and said, "No, the painting was made by Li Gong, but this poem is someone else." But Kan Na's painting is also a very high realm, but I like poetry even more, so how can the good poem of "Momei" not be remembered in my heart? ”

Another man dressed in satin had a strange look on his face and said, "What is that Memetu?" Li Gong's painting skills are superb, famous far and near, if he can be worthy of the poem "Momei", it must also be an excellent painting. ”

The man surnamed Wang paused, glanced up, and continued: "That's nature, this painting is equivalent to the realm of poetry, and the artistic conception is probably difficult to compare with the famous artists in Beijing." ”

"Hey, it's so terrifying? Could it be that Li Gong's painting skills have gone further, if so, I don't know if this painting Li Gong is sold, if he can collect this painting, he will have no regrets in this life. The man in gorgeous clothes said with emotion.

The man surnamed Wang glanced at him, but suddenly smiled: "Brother Xu doesn't need to think about it, this painting has been given by Li Gong to the person who made "Momei", and that person seems to be called Luo ...... Yes? It's just that this person is unknown, but suddenly this work is shocking and eye-catching. ”

"Luo Cheng?" Someone was surprised, and then the tone changed: "Could it be the prince of Beiping, the Luo Cheng who wrote "Dengyouzhou Taiwan Song"? ”

"Huh? Could it be that it's really the same person? The man surnamed Wang also showed surprise, gasped, and suddenly realized.

"Who else could this person be?" Someone said: "It's no wonder that only Luo Gongzi, who wrote "Song of Dengyouzhou", can write such a unique poem. ”

"Thinking about that song that has not seen the ancients before, and has not seen the comers after it, it is really infinitely impressive. Ascending to Youzhou Terrace again, it seems that you are seeing thousands of years of history, which makes people feel sad. The man continued to complain, and it seemed that he was still quite excited.

The man surnamed Wang touched his head in embarrassment and explained: "I didn't think much about it before, I thought it was two people, but now that I think about it carefully, there must be one person." Yesterday, Li Gong and my teacher talked freely, saying that Luo Cheng's character and talent are good, I didn't expect that Luo Cheng was so praised by Li Gong, but it was also good, if it wasn't such an excellent person, how could he write such a good poem? ”

The tall and thin man nodded and said, "Although Luo Cheng is the prince of Beiping, Duke Li has always been upright and does not admire fame, and this praise must be true." I heard that Luo Cheng is only twelve, but he has achieved such an achievement, which is really embarrassing. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, compared with Luo Cheng, which one of them didn't consciously lose face? Not only are they not as good as Luo Cheng in terms of classics and scriptures, but they are also far behind in poetry.

At least everyone knows clearly, and the two poems they know can directly crush them for dozens of streets.

Everyone was drinking and chatting freely, and the man surnamed Wang remembered something at the moment, and said: "Last night, my master and Li Gong talked for a long time, and at that time it seemed that he also said a song "Plum Blossom", and there were several plum branches in the corner......

All in all, a group of literati and writers talked about Luo Cheng's poems, and then passed on ten, ten to hundreds, and after a while, the people who read and wrote in the city all knew the two poems written by Luo Cheng.

Coupled with the previous "Dengyouzhou Taiwan Song", everyone praised Luo Cheng even more, calling Luo Cheng a rare genius in the Great Sui for a hundred years, and even more known as the ghost talent in the poem......