But the Emperor Taishang, who heard these mocking words, did not see the slightest difference, but threw the wine glass in his hand, waved his long sleeves, and the whole person suddenly looked a little chic, really looking like a chivalrous man.

He whispered, "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star." ”

"Only these four lines of poetry can be sung all over Chang'an, the Taoist is deeply hidden, Su thought that the Taoist was a secluded Xianyun and wild crane man in Xianshan, but he didn't expect that he also had a chivalrous demeanor, I respect the Taoist with a cup." Su Yan smiled.

Emperor Taishang was not a simple character when he was young, Wen Taowu was not bad, otherwise he would not have become a thousand cows around Emperor Wen of Sui and acted as a guard.

And Guan Long has been chivalrous since ancient times, and it is common for him to have such a move.

Luo Bingwang's face was ugly, his glass was frozen in mid-air, his throat was also dry and hot like iron, he swallowed his saliva, and his mind quickly turned, he was a young man, a talented man in Jiangnan, and he definitely couldn't lose to this shameless person, let alone become a serving boy by this old way's side.

"It's just four lines of poetry, I can still want to make poetry, I can......" he comforted himself in his heart.

But his heart has not yet fallen, the corners of the emperor's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "The head of the Su family is inevitably too anxious, the words of congratulations will be put aside first, and the whole poem will be ...... I'm not done yet. ”

"It's not finished yet...... "The wine cup in Luo Bingwang's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"It's ....... Ancient style poems, it is normal to not finish speaking, normal ......" A layer of fine cold sweat secreted from Luo Binwang's forehead.

After Li Yuan finished saying the polite words, his face instantly became serious, and he took out the sword hanging in the living room, flicked the sword body, and sang: "Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles." Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light....... Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

After singing, the sword is sheathed, and the sound is like a sonorous sound.

Yan Ge is on the high platform, the hall is full of silence, the group of guests changes, the cup is stopped and the spoon cannot be eaten, and the high hall mirror drinks into a happy .......

"This eternal Xiongwen should be colorful!" Su Yan's shooting was amazing.

Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats will make holes. Look at the three generations of monarchs of the Tang Dynasty, this ...... Literary accomplishment is simply shameful to see and ashamed of itself.

"Dare to ask Dao Chang, what is the name of this poem?" King Luo Bing got up, bowed, and said respectfully.

Li Yuan stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile: "This poem is "Chivalrous Journey". ”

"Chivalrous Journey....... Good knight, I'm afraid that once this poem comes out, it will be difficult for anyone to dare to write a chivalrous guest for thousands of years, this is a unique sound for the ages! Luo Bingwang praised.

"Color! Color! Color! The crowd shouted.

It is a great joy in life to hear about this ancient male text, and they are witnesses to it, how can they not be happy? Although the literati have been inferior to each other since ancient times, in the face of absolute strength, who would be stingy with praise?

Perhaps, as Luo Bingwang said, as soon as "Chivalrous Travel" comes out, I am afraid that no one in the future will dare to mention his mind to compare with it......

Although it is a good thing, but there is a trace of sadness in life......

Li is too white and immortal, mortals can't touch his soul at all, and only Du Gongbu can stand on that high mountain to see the whole picture.

All the mountains are small, only Taibai Mountain stands in the Qinling Mountains.

"Little Brother Luo, it's your turn to be with the poem?" Li Yuan smiled slightly.

Although King Luo Bin is one of the best talents in the Tang Dynasty, "Seeking Wu Cao" is even more eclipsed by the world's writings, but when it comes to poetry, who can be too white?

Hundreds of years later, Su Dongpo may have that talent, but just like a sharp sword, there are sword spikes, sword heads, sword handles, handguards, sword body, sword spine, sword blades, sword edges, sword tips and so on......

Because the part that is difficult to reach is seven points of immortal qi and three points of talent!

"Dao Chang's "Chivalrous Travel" has been like the bright moon in the sky, even if the stars are bright, but it will be eclipsed, King Bin will no longer humiliate himself, can hear this poem, King Bin has no regrets." Luo Bing Wang sighed lightly.

He is still self-aware, and his talent has long been proven to the world, and he is only seven years old when he is famous in the Tang Dynasty, and he can write good articles that are enough to amaze the world......

However, after reading this good article, everyone copied it at most, and figured out the subtlety of its sentences, but did not put his poems on the shelf and frame them with gold and silver vulgar objects.

And this "Chivalrous Journey" is the kind of high-quality wine that everyone is reluctant to forget about it, and it is afraid to melt in the mouth, and it is broken in the palm of the hand......

"Su has a reluctant request, Dao Chang...... Can you write this "Chivalrous Journey" yourself? Su Yan's eyes were full of anticipation.

The old Taoist priest in front of him is not an ordinary person, but the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, his ink treasure is not worth a thousand gold, and there are still a few pennies, but if this poem is added, it is a thousand gold.

Of course, a family like him Su Jian is not short of silver, and Mobao is to be left as an heirloom, just like Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface", which is priceless......

It was placed on the pillow by His Majesty the Emperor, and it was extremely cherished, and the ministers around him, Yu Shinan, also borrowed it to copy it.....

"Writing ......" Li Yuan suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, what he was most afraid of was to pick up a pen and write, he had practiced a lot of calligraphy in the past four years, but the writing was good at best, barely even first-class.

And there is a strange phenomenon in the cultural circle of the ancients, the more top talents, the more versatile, even if some weaknesses are not good, it is also the world's first-class level, not to mention the top, but definitely stronger than most people.

One-way development will definitely be disliked......

"Since...... If the calligraphy is not good, you can only make up for this defect with novelty. Li Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

There were really not a few calligraphers in the early Tang Dynasty, as far as Zhenguan Dynasty was concerned, Yu Shinan, Chu Suiliang, etc., even his cheap son Li Shimin was also a calligrapher, and Cai Yong's Feibai style was quite good.

But the beginning of the Tang Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty was an era of great transformation, this era did not have the grass saint Zhang Xu, nor Liu Gongquan, Yan Zhenqing, only the delicate font inherited from the Wei and Jin dynasties, how can there be the solemnity and strength of the Yan body?

And Yan Ti is also an easy-to-learn font, and he has three points of charm when he learns......

"Someone, waiter!" Li Yuan shouted in a low voice.

Seeing this, Su Yan was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately called someone to get the pen and paper in person. Soon, the paper, ink, pen and inkstone were placed on the table, but what the emperor didn't expect was ......

"The little girl is willing to polish the ink herself for the Taoist ......" Miss Su walked down, her face flushed, and said softly.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not really. Li Yuan turned his head to look at Li Chengqian, and found that his face was extremely distorted, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Just a miserable and miserable relative.

"This is the honor of the little girl, and I hope that the Taoist will not shirk it." Miss Su said with a firm face.

"That's all there is to it." Li Yuan sighed slightly in his heart, thinking of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the Buddha of the West, and the God of the West, so that he fell into a state of extreme sainthood like a Buddha......

Soon...... He was distracted.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying... Li Yuan silently recited the poem in his heart, his eyes fixed on the paper, and his demeanor was very serious. This time, he used Yan Ti, and Yan Ti is the most righteous and magnificent.

Liu Gongquan said: "Use the pen in the heart, and the heart is right." ”

Therefore, Li Yuan did not dare to have the slightest dirty mind in his belly, and what was often mentioned in later generations was Yan Muscle and Willow Bone, Liu Gongquan's words were evenly balanced and thin and hard, chasing Wei Monument and cutting the iron momentum, the dot painting was crisp and beautiful, the bone strength was strong, and the knot was tight, and Yan Zhenqing learned Chu Suiliang at the beginning, and then studied under Zhang Xu, and absorbed the characteristics of the four families of the early Tang Dynasty, and incorporated the penmanship of the seal and the Northern Wei Dynasty, which was self-contained, contrary to the style of calligraphy in the early Tang Dynasty, turning thin and hard into plump and majestic, the knot was broad and magnificent, and the bone strength was strong and awe-inspiring......

Describe it in a simple sentence: Guan Gong sits in the tent, and he is upright!

"Who can... Your Excellency, White Head... Too... Black... Pass through. Li Yuan put away the pen and exhaled, heroically threw the pen on the ground, and said with a smile: "Master Su, the poor road is finished, I don't know if there is a pen fee?" ”

"Uh..... Come and give the Taoist a gift. Su Yan suddenly felt pain, he was not Li Shimin's button, saying that a thousand gold is a thousand gold, and a thousand gold is a thousand yuan.

If it is someone else, you can send it away with a few dozen yuan casually, but this person is the emperor, and if he gives less, he will be suspected of looking down on the emperor, and the daughter is undoubtedly the most suitable number, more than 100 gold, and less than 10,000 gold......

However, the gold is easy to obtain, the ink treasure is hard to find, and what the Emperor Taishang wrote is not worth this price.

"This law ...... I've never seen it before. Luo Bingwang took the lead and sighed.

Although Emperor Taishang did not learn the essence of Yan Ti, Yan Ti, a novel calligraphy, was indeed unprecedented in the early Tang Dynasty, so although the writing could barely be seen, in the eyes of these people, it undoubtedly opened up a new door in the calligraphy world!

They couldn't help but be surprised to see this novel calligraphy.

"This calligraphy is just right...... Jing Qing pressed the sword, Fan Hao hugged the shield, King Kong looked at him, and the wrestler swung his fist. Wei Jin is too romantic, it is inevitable to be a child, and only this kind of calligraphy can match my Tang Xuanhe martial arts. Su Yan stroked his beard and praised.

Although the Yan body written by the Emperor Taishang has not yet reached the skill of Yan Zhenqing, it can be regarded as a few percent of the popularity......

Of course, Su Yan's words were even more aimed at his identity, and the sycophants did shoot his itch.

When everyone was about to admire, Li Yuan smiled slightly, put forward the gambling contract just now, and asked: "Little Brother Luo, now that the poem has been done, and Mobao has also been left, since you can't get along with the poem, according to the gambling contract, you should become poor....... Serve the Taoist boys.

As the saying goes, if you are not convinced, let's go to the yamen to fight a lawsuit. ”

"Closed this yamen, your house opened?" King Luo Bin was secretly unhappy in his heart, but he thought that he had indeed said that if he lost the bet, he would be this old Taoist boy, but ....... He is one of the best young talents in the Tang Dynasty, and he feels uncomfortable to be a Taoist boy of an old Taoist priest.

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