"yes, the moon is quite round tonight." Fifth Yao said with a smile.

"Well, it's quite round." Li Yaojian smiled, he was only thinking about how to save his life now.

"Today is the second day of junior high school, and there is no moon."

“……”

Fifth Yao said lightly, "Do you want me to knock you out and drag you back, or do you want to walk back by yourself?" ”

"Even if you kill me, I won't go back." Li Yaowei raised his head, looking like he would rather die than give in.

"Really?" Fifth Yao sneered, turned his right hand into a palm, and slapped it directly at Li Yaoji.

Feeling the breath of death, Li Yaoyu hurriedly retreated, begging for mercy, "Stop!" I surrender and go back with you. ”

"I thought you had a lot of backbone, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

it! Li Yaoji was furious and gritted his teeth.

"What? Want to hit me? Fifth Yao looked at him coldly.

Endure! Li Yaowei endured it, but Lao Tzu didn't believe it and couldn't escape.

……

……

Back in the main hall, Li Yaowei met the owner of the Fifth Mansion for the first time, the wealthy merchant Fifth Wenbo, and his wife Fifth Liu.

The fifth Wenbo was not satisfied with Li Yaojian of unknown origin, but his daughter had no one to come to the door to propose, and Li Yaowei hugged her daughter in broad daylight, and the reputation of her daughter's family was the most important, so it was the best way to let Li Yaoyu marry her own daughter.

Fifth Wenbo looked at Li Yaoyu with a blue face: "Li Yaoji, the marriage between you and my daughter has been decided, and the whole city knows about it, don't think about running away!" ”

Li Yaowei didn't know how to refute, "I understand." "But you think in your heart, you want to keep me? No way!

However, he also seemed to understand that Fifth Yao threatened him and did not let him escape, because he was afraid of becoming the laughing stock of the entire Chang'an.

However, if I don't run away, I'm a laughing stock, a son-in-law, and a strict wife? Fuck your sister!

……

Alone in the room, I had nothing to do, so I called Xiaoxuan, "Help me get a copy of the four treasures of the study." ”

"Okay, uncle." Xiaoxuan changed her words. Li Yaojian was full of black lines.

Although he studied engineering, Li Yaowei loved literature very much, and he also practiced calligraphy when he was a child, so he could still use his hand to write.

Then he splashed ink, and this next poem.

"Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty"

Hundreds of flowers bloom all over the ancient capital, and thousands of years to see the new imperial capital.

The wind and rain summon a hot day, and the poetry sounds quietly.

The spear and iron ride determine the territory, and the rice paper wolf spreads the name of the Han Dynasty.

The heart is to the prosperous world of the Tang Dynasty, and the dream is back to the moment to tell the heartfelt feelings.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so good at writing!" Xiaoxuan read it out with Li Yaoyu's handwriting, and was pleasantly surprised, although she didn't know how to write poetry, this poem was catchy to read, and she felt that her uncle wrote it well.

Li Yaohuan had hesitated to read Chinese before, and he was very interested in poetry and songs, and he could also write something that was easy to understand and entertain himself.

This poem was what he had just thought about in bed, put down the pen, looked at it, and it was in line with the rhythm, and that's it.

Xiao Xuan helped him put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, "Uncle, I'll take it to the old lady to see." ”

"Oh no!" Li Yaoyu stopped her, so that he didn't want to make a good impression in front of the fifth Wenbo, then it would be even more difficult for him to escape.

"Why, uncle?" Xiaoxuan is young and doesn't understand this, in her heart, if there is anything terrible, she should tell her elders and make them happy.

"I'll talk about it later." Li Yaowei sighed.

After Xiaoxuan went out, Li Yaoyu lay on the bed, thinking about how to go in the future.

The imperial examination system in this era has not yet been perfected, and the perfection of the imperial examination system was during the reign of Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and it will be many years, and he does not want to pursue fame and wealth.

Trade? It's better to stay in the fifth house.

Alas, when others cross, they all shine in adversity, but he is not in adversity now, but in a predicament......

……

……

Next. Xiao Xuan served Fifth Yao to get up.

"Xiaoxuan, how is Li Yaowei now?"

"Miss Hui, my uncle is reading and writing."

Fifth Yao pouted, "It's useless to be a scholar." ”

"Miss, my uncle can write poetry, very powerful."

In ancient China, agriculture was always valued over commerce, and although the Fifth Wenbo was a wealthy businessman, his status was not as good as that of a peasant, let alone compared with a literati and official, which was also his heart disease. It's quite a sense of desolation that I want this money to be for. Therefore, he spent a lot of money to ask for a teacher for his children, but unfortunately, his son was only interested in business, and his daughter liked to practice martial arts.

How to improve the status of one's own family is also the heart of the fifth Wenbo.

"Master, the county order has come for 10,000 years." Uncle Wang, the housekeeper, reported.

The outer Guocheng of Chang'an City is divided into two by Suzaku Street, and the west is Chang'an County, and the mansion of the fifth family is located in Chang'an County. Chang'an County's name is Wannian, a literati background, and the fifth Wenbo is also related to him in order to be able to make it more convenient in Chang'an County.

"Tell Yaoyao and Yaoyu to come out."

……

"Ten thousand adults!" The Fifth Wenbo received Wan Nian, and the two sat on the top seat, with Li Yaowei and Fifth Yao sitting next to each other.

"Who is this?" Wan Nian noticed Li Yaoji.

"Lord Hui, this son is my son-in-law, surnamed Li, named Yaoji."

"I've seen adults." Li Yaoyu stood up and bowed.

"No need to be polite." Wan Nian smiled, "The appearance is dignified, the conversation is natural, Brother Wenbo is lucky." Ha ha. ”

The fifth article blog was angry: "The adult has won the award, I don't know what the adult is here today, so what's the matter?" ”

"That's the case, if it's decided today, all industries are waiting to be developed, the imperial court issued an order to select officials, and asked all over the country to find literati talents, the old man knows that Brother Wenbo is suffering from no scholars at home, so he came to inform him, I don't know how to learn from Ling Gongzi?"

Fifth Wenbo sighed: "Dogs love business, and they are not interested in talent at all. ”

"That's a pity." Wan Nian also sighed, and suddenly saw Li Yaoji, "I don't know how to learn from Ling's son-in-law?" ”

Li Yaoji's body stiffened, and he got up and replied: "Lord Hui, I was injured not long ago, and now my consciousness has not fully recovered, I don't remember what happened before, and there is no ink in my chest. ”

Amnesia has also appeared in ancient times, and Wan Nian watched the fifth Wenbo for a year, and when he saw him, he nodded, and he believed it in his heart.

"Didn't you write a poem last night?" Fifth Yao spoke.

No way! This idiot woman, Lao Tzu obviously didn't want to be an official to say this, you actually debunked me? Xiaoxuan, this girl is really unreliable. Seeing Wannian's suspicious eyes, Li Yaowei hurriedly explained, "I suddenly remembered that poem last night, I wrote it before I came to Chang'an, and I just recorded it last night." ”

The fifth Wenbo was happy in his heart, no matter what, Li Yaowei was his son-in-law, and his son-in-law was talented, which was also a good thing for his fifth family.

Wan Nian spoke: "I don't know if I can let the old decay take a look?" ”

Li Yaowei was helpless and went back to the room to take it out.

"Dreaming of Chang'an?" Wan Nian took a look.

Li Yaowei suddenly thought that the topic of dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty is useless, and the word hui means to return, where to return? Foreign? No way. In the future, then he will be beheaded, which is a curse that the Tang Dynasty will not last long, so he hurriedly changed it to "dreaming of Chang'an".

"Easy to understand, beautiful rhythm, what kind of poetry is this?" Wan Nian asked.

"Ritsu poetry."

"Ritsu?" Wan Nian and the fifth Wenbo were stunned.

"This style of poetry pays attention to the beauty of rhyme, and it is named because the rhythm is very strict." Li Yaoyu explained that the poem had not yet been finalized at this time, and there was no such title. The poems were gradually formed after the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, but none of them were born yet.

"How did you come to know about this poetic genre?"

"I can't remember." Li Yaojian pretended to think, and then said regretfully. Amnesia is a good excuse.

"Rhythmic beauty?" Wannian pondered, "Then do you know the rhythm of this poem?" ”

"I know, it is divided into five words and seven words, a total of 8 kinds, which are ......"