, went downstairs, Luo Yan felt that he was still angry when he teased Wang Yuan just now, and when he turned around, he saw that there was a blank space on the wall of the restaurant, so he directly asked the shopkeeper to grind the inkstone. The shopkeeper of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info saw that Luo Yan wanted to write an inscription, so he was naturally too late to be happy. Holding the inkstone on his counter, he followed Luo Yan to the edge of the wall.

took out his bald pen, Luo Yan dipped it in ink, and he didn't lick the tip of the pen, and he danced on the wall.

Hold the bow as strong, and use the arrow as the long.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

There is a limit to killing, and the nations have their own borders.

If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more?

The last two lines of this poem originally meant that if you can resist foreign aggression, then you only need to capture the leader, and how can you kill more.

However, in Luo Yan's understanding, as a means of warfare, it is not impossible to destroy the enemy's living force to the greatest extent in order to be able to win.

Some people may say that Luo Yan's understanding is contrary to the original intention, but Du Fu wrote this poem to express his political views. Now that Luo Yan has been plagiarized by Luo Yan, it doesn't mean that Luo Yan has the final say.

Unprecedentedly, Luo Yan wrote a preface to the poem he wrote. "Those who are righteous are also soldiers. Conqueror, the art of benevolence and righteousness. If the Tao is useless, then it is used. If you take it, you change it to the way. It's ridiculous that today's people follow the Tao and abandon their arts, don't they hear that the belligerent will die, and the forgotten war will be dangerous. ”

In addition to making an exception to write a preface, Luo Yan also used cursive to write such a poem for the first time.

Luo Yan's own mood was very excited, because he was full of benevolence and neglected the development of military strength, in fact, it was really a very dangerous thing. The most representative is the Song Dynasty. Many scholars believe that the Song Dynasty should be the strongest dynasty in history when it was economically developed, not the Han and Tang dynasties. But these people often forget one thing, that is, the happiness and sense of honor of the Chinese people.

The same emperor was captured, and the Song and Ming dynasties were completely different evaluations.

Luo Yan always remembered the sentence that evaluated the Ming Dynasty: "If you don't get along, you don't respect your relatives, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies." At this time, Luo Yan doesn't want to have too much reason, he just wants to be an angry young man.

So cursive became a way for him to vent this emotion. Among all kinds of books, cursive is the most expressive of a person's uninhibited nature.

Of course, what Luo Yan wrote was not the kind of grass that he didn't even know, but the very popular Imakusa. Imakusa is more wild than chapter grass, but Imakusa also has rules of calligraphy, so you don't have to worry about not being recognized by others after writing it.

After writing, Luo Yan didn't say much, washed his bald pen, stuffed it into his sleeve, and took Ying'er away.

In the Drunken Immortal Building, there were already some people gathered in front of the wall to watch Luo Yan's masterpiece. After all, not everyone knows how to do it, so many people come around to make a scene. All I could hear were these people shouting, looking for someone in the crowd who knew cursive.

Those who have good deeds and happen to know words do not want to let go of such an opportunity to show superiority, so they read aloud according to the words on the wall.

The sound happened to reach the ears of Cui Ying and the others who went downstairs.

Lu Ling said with a smile: "You said that this Luo Yan is really a strong personality. Earlier, when I read his book of "The Book of Rights", I thought it was an old senior. When I heard that he was only a teenager, I really didn't believe it. Today, when I heard his poem, I believed it. It's the same style as always. ”

Because at this time, Wang Yuan left early because he was teased by Luo Yan, and Cui Ying didn't have to take care of his feelings: "Compared to this Luo Yan, Brother Wang is far worse." Looks like I'll be able to try to make friends with him later. ”

As Cui Ying's cousin, Cui Zheng also said with a smile: "People like Wang Yuan have been locked up at home and studied hard since they were children, and they have never seen any hardships in this world, so they are naturally stupid to study." On the contrary, it is this Luo Yan, I think he is quite heroic, and I am afraid that he will be able to make a contribution in the future. ”

The other two thought so.

The warbler walking on the street was cheering at this time. However, it's not because they're heading to East City. Instead, she watched Luo Yan tease Wang Yuan with her own eyes, and she felt funny. It's fun, and it seems that Luo Yan has won, so Ying'er is even happier.

"Hey, Luo Yan, what did you just write about?" Although Ying'er was also taught to read by Lu Fuzi, she had never learned cursive after all, so she didn't recognize any of the things Luo Yan wrote on the wall. At this time, he was naturally incarnated as a curious baby, and wanted to hear Luo Yan tell him in person.

Luo Yan memorized the poem and preface he "wrote" for him.

However, Luo Yan was unhappy, "Hey, Luo Yan, you say it again, I didn't remember it just now." "No way, keep reading. After walking for a while, Ying'er, who was still talking about snacks in Dongshi just now, asked again: "Hey, Luo Yan, what does your poem mean, I don't understand, you tell me." ”

The nonsensical turn made Luo Yangang's appetite disappear instantly when he talked about eating.

I had to talk about it again. Well, in order to ensure that he doesn't ask, Luo Yan is ready to talk twice.

The most lively places in Chang'an City during the day are the East Market and the West Market.

At the end of April, the waters were relatively smooth, and tea, ceramics, and silk from the south, spices and precious stones from Persia, and BMW and leather goods from the Turks were traded in a special place in the eastern market. There are also pen shops, wine shops, meat shops, and so on.

As for the people on the street, all kinds of people have their own characteristics. There are those who sit directly on the ground and play the lute, there are those who set up a table to sell characters, there are fortune tellers, and there are also Hu people from Persia and other places who walk cautiously.

At this time, Ying'er was full of tea and food, and naturally looked at everything in the East Market curiously.

Luo Yan's curiosity is no less than that of Ying'er. He hadn't actually been to the East Market himself.

Of course, when you go shopping, you naturally have the desire to shop. Luo Yan unexpectedly found a little rice paper shipped from Suzhou, of course, the quality of rice paper is still too poor compared to later generations, but the paper is as white as jade, and it is already the best rice paper in this era.

After all, the hard yellow paper has been coated with wax, so it doesn't feel very good. Now that he has rice paper, Luo Yan naturally wants to use a better one.

I paid the money immediately and let the store send it to Lufu.

Ying'er's eyes have not been idle since they hit the East Market, but they take a look at everything, and touch it again, and they will flash immediately after touching it.

For Ying'er's approach, Luo Yan also laughed, the little girl was still too young. If you grow up, how can it be like this when you go to the street, just go shopping.

Walking around, suddenly words like "Changle Fang" and "Drunken Immortal Building" jumped into Luo Yan's ears.

At first, Luo Yan didn't care, but Ying'er next to him teased Luo Yan again: "Hey, Luo Yan, you are famous again." Luo Yan just smiled, to be famous, this was originally the purpose of going out today, can you do it if you are not famous.

But then things became more and more strange, and people kept passing by saying the words "Drunken Immortal Building", and then ran in the direction of Drunken Immortal Building.

Luo Yan feels that something is wrong at this time, this person likes to join in the fun, which is understandable. But isn't it just a poem, as for running over and reading it for yourself?

Holding a person, Luo Yan asked, "Brother Tai, I don't know what you said about Drunken Immortal Building, what happened?" ”

This person was pulled aside, and he was in a hurry: "The Drunken Immortal Building is going to be demolished, you let me go, don't stop me from joining in the fun." Then he shook Luo Yan's hand and hurriedly ran away.

It was about the place where he had eaten just now, and Luo Yan naturally didn't want to continue shopping. I was about to ask Ying'er what she meant, but the little girl said first: "Luo Yan, let's go, let's go to the Drunken Immortal Building to see the excitement." Luo Yan held his forehead, it was really a big deal to watch the excitement.

Pulled by the little girl, anyway, Dongshi is only three squares away from Changle Fang, so there is no need to find a car for speed.

The two soon arrived at the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower. However, at this time, the door was already crowded with people three times inside and three circles outside.

Luo Yan and Ying'er couldn't squeeze in, so they had to listen to the people who came early in front of them.

"This Qin Wangfu is really generous, and he directly demolished all the walls of other people's houses for a word."

"You know what. Some time ago, the people of the Qin Wangfu paid a hundred taels of silver to buy a piece of writing, but they were rejected. If you can afford a hundred taels of silver, what is it to tear down a wall. ”

"This is not the key, the point is that the person who refused a hundred taels of silver is the one who wrote this picture today."

"Really?"

"It's more real than real gold. This person seems to be called Luo something, oh, by the way, it's called Luo Yan. Some time ago, a pair of hundred blessings made Chang'an full of storms. ”

"Hey, hey. That's all you've heard? It is said that Luo Yan wrote this character today because someone said that it was unkind and righteous for King Qin to flood Liu Heimin's department during the meal, so he put pen to paper. Do you think, with this relationship, can the people of the Qin Wangfu not be anxious. ”

Apparently this person knows a little bit more about the inside story.

"Hey, you know what? This time, the Qin Wangfu smashed two hundred taels of silver, and bought the wall of the Drunken Immortal Building. It seems that this is an order given by Princess Qin herself. ”

"I didn't see the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building laughing at the door at this time, that old face is about to laugh."

"Of course, two hundred taels of silver is enough for him to earn half a year. Give me a smile too. ”

Ying'er listened to the conversation of these people, and her eyes narrowed happily. Shook Luo Yan's arm: "Hey, Luo Yan, they're talking about you." ”

"Well, what's wrong?" Luo Yan didn't care about this, he only cared about the growing prestige at this time.

"They're talking about you." Ying'er repeated what she had just said.

"yes, I know it's me." Luo Yan didn't know how happy the little girl was, so she replied hastily.

This time Ying'er got angry, twisted Luo Yan hard, and then turned around and left. Awakened by this sudden pain from the joy brought by the increase in prestige, Luo Yan looked at the back of the warbler in front of him and hurried to catch up.