It's better to be lively than to be deserted.

"The poems of the county lord are so good." Nishinako praised heartily, "These are all very good." ”

"How did I write?" Xie Yunfei took out a few poems he had written before and showed them to Xi Nanazi, who didn't understand it very well, of course he said: "Very good"

Xie Yunfei satisfied the vanity in his heart and smiled happily, Li Yaowei couldn't cry or laugh, this thing is really a tease.

"I taught you before, poetry and songs, you must be sincere, don't "worry about new words", your song is obvious."

Li Yaowei pointed out the problem with his lyrics, "But the text is good, compared to before, it has improved a lot, continue to work hard." ”

"Okay, Lord Gun." Xie Yunfei humbly accepted the correction and carefully studied his works.

Li Yaowei explained to them attentively, "Qian Ersheng, don't be in a hurry before learning books, first learn to read articles, write articles, and then learn poetry, poetry language is refined, it is difficult to grasp at first." Start with the article, learn to express, and then refine the text......"

……

Later, Du Manwan, Xiao Qin and Xu Qiuping all added a camp of learning and explaining at the same time, Xie Yunfei, Qian Ersheng and Xicaizi listened with relish, and Xiaoxuan.

Li Yaowei noticed Xie Yunfei several times, this product does not have as strong a desire for Xu Qiuping as before, and even the title of Xu Qiuping has been changed to "Miss Xu".

"Miss Xu's understanding and mastery of words is indeed excellent."

"The county lord has an overreputation, and the little girl just loves it and delves into it a little."

"Interest is the best motivation for reading." Li Yaojian said that this is often mentioned in education now.

"Did Miss Sainako write the poetry of the Wa Kingdom?"

"Yes."

Li Yaowei probably knew that the earliest collection of poetry in Japan, the Manyoshu, was written in the 8th and 9th centuries AD, and it was also because of the Manyoshu that the kana was produced. Similar to the Chinese Book of Songs, it collects ancient Japanese poetry, but it has not yet appeared, and the poems are scattered and circulated.

Li Yaoyu took a closer look at several poems transcribed by Nishinako, and they were in different styles.

"Do you also write poetry?"

Nishinako shook her head and wrote on the paper: "I didn't read much in my early years, so I was shallow in learning. ”

"It's strange that Xicaizi understands the Tang Dynasty script, but doesn't know how to speak. It was incredible to hear Sister Qin say that the county lord knew Chinese. ”

"Don't listen to her nonsense, I'll only have a few simple words." Li Yaoyu smiled and shook his head.

"Adults are brilliant." Nishinako praised.

Li Yaojian waved his hand: "Okay, don't praise me, I'm thin-skinned." ”

“……”

"County Lord, if you say this, it means that you are thick-skinned." Xie Yunfei said leisurely.

"Fuck your uncle." Li Yaowei rolled a ball of paper and smashed him directly.

Xie Yunfei laughed: "Lord Jungong, don't be angry. ”

Li Yaoji's several women were all smiling when they looked at this scene, and Xu Qiuping was too, she couldn't help but smile, she saw the real Li Yaoji, who likes to play around, likes to be leisurely, has no shelf, and has a true temperament.

Although Xicaizi didn't understand what Li Yaoyu meant, she probably knew that it was scolding, and she was also very surprised to see Li Yaojie and Xie Yunfei fighting like this.

Quietly asked Su Yue: "Has the adult always been like this?" ”

"Hmm." Su Yue nodded.

"It's so rare." Sainako lives in the Japanese Imperial Palace, and she has been exposed to etiquette since she was a child. Relatives, palace people, and officials who have seen them are all sanctimonious, how can anyone be like Li Yaoji, not only doesn't care about the impact, but also speaks foul language and beats people.

But instead of feeling bad, she felt very real......

Su Yue smiled lightly, not to mention the palace, she had seen those people before, all of them looked like decent people and gentlemen, but in fact, there were many bad ones.

Li Yaowei's real character, she thinks it is the best, of course, there is also a reason for the filter in the eyes of the lover.

"He's not a normal person in the first place." Su Yue whispered, "No, he's not an ordinary person. ”

……

Near noon, Xu Qiuping returned home, Xie Yunfei was eating at Li Yaoyu's house, Li Yaoyu jokingly said: "It seems that you have to be charged for tuition and food." ”

"Hey, hey. The county lord has a big business, how can I care about this? ”

"I really will."

Xie Yunfei: "......"

In the afternoon, Xie Yunfei continued to read, Li Yaowei didn't care about him, and Wu Yao and Xiaoxuan went to the bank to inspect it, everything was in his plan.

Not only did the currency exchange business make a lot of money, but there were also many business people who came to take out loans because of the inconvenience of capital turnover, which was all within Li Yaoji's plan anyway.

In the evening, Li Yaoyu was reading and writing in the study, Wu Yao sat next to him, and Xiaoxuan Du Manwan and other women were around.

Often accompanied by green lights, reading and writing. This is what Li Yaoyu likes, fortunately, Fifth Yao and others can give it.

"Dream Gangnam"

The hazy night, gloomy near the tall buildings. Sprinkle ink and flowers all over the garden, and paint makeup in this late autumn. A glimpse can dispel sorrow.

This small order was written by Xu Qiuping a few days ago. The unique autumn words, the stars and the moon are bleak autumn leaves, she is in the pavilion, painting flowers with pen and ink, decorating this already bleak late autumn, at a cursory glance, there is also a feeling of blooming flowers, which can eliminate the sorrow in autumn.

Although the mood is a little sad, there is no such autumn sadness, but there is a sense of optimism and positivity, which has a unique charm to read.

"Xianggong, what are you writing?" Xiao Xuan tilted her head and asked.

"Some mood this morning." Li Yaowei opened his mouth lightly, and his hand did not stop writing, and soon, a small order jumped on the paper.

Huanxi Sand

Don't care about the west wind before the north is left, the folded clothes and thick jackets are already lightly cold, and the flowers fly like snow.

After thousands of years, I can't think about it, and the red tears on both sides steal the bullet. The people who want to return lean on the railing.

It is also an autumn poem, although the west wind is vague and has not yet blown the north wind, people have already put on several layers of clothes, and the weather is already a little cold. Falling flowers flutter like snow, and the colors of heaven and earth gradually wither.

Xia Yan Chengjing writes his mood, and after more than a thousand years of endless thoughts, Li Yaowei and his parents at home, the same thoughts on both sides, and the tears of thoughts on both sides, flow silently at the same time.

Those who are looking forward to returning home are leaning on the railings and looking far away. This sentence not only writes about Li Yaoji's parents, who are looking forward to Li Yaoji's return home at home, but also writes that Li Yaozhen leaned on the railing in the Tang Dynasty, looking forward to the day when he could have the opportunity to return to the present and see his parents.

The affection is deep and the truth is revealed. It is said that it is very painful to be separated from thousands of mountains and oceans; It is said that the separation between life and death is more painful. But who can understand how sad and painful it is to live in two dissecting time and space, never being able to see each other?

Everyone can understand this poem, but the only one who can really understand Li Yaoji's inner grief is Wu Yao.

……

(End of chapter)