"Jin Yiwei? Three hundred taels of silver? Shen Chang felt like his brain had been hammered by a blacksmith, and he couldn't turn it.

He looked at Shen Kang in surprise, groped his arms up and down with one hand, and tears almost flowed out: "Jinyiwei! You dare to contact them, and you dare to ask for their money..."

Shen Kang said: "It's not that I provoked them, it's that the boss wants to do something bad to the eldest sister, Jin Yiwei arrived in time and broke it, this matter is too wide, so I want to kill the eldest sister." If I don't touch them, the eldest sister will die. Don't want their money, they won't be at ease. ”

Shen Chang looked at him dumbfounded, bit his lower lip, stroked the soft hair on Shen Kang's head, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

He's afraid!

If something goes wrong, the eldest sister is gone, and the junior is gone, what should he and his father do.

He settled down and said, "The silver, if it is said that it was picked up, my father and mother will not dare to keep it, and I have to send it to the government." But who can make three hundred taels of silver overnight, three hundred taels! Our family has not been able to save 300 taels of silver after 100 years of farming! ”

He had a worried face, thought about it, and said, "How can this be said to be good..."

Shen Kang thought for a while and said, "Let's just say that I sold a poem and a noble person gave it to me." ”

"A noble person passing by, his name is unknown, and there is no way to find him. This is good, there are often storytellers who say that those literati are crazy and don't care about money, but you can be confused by this statement. But you can't write poetry. ”

Shen Kang frowned slightly, and said: "Drink the common disease wine together, and enjoy a scoop of wine after the light is opened." Far away is light and floating, but it is not, and the waves are clear and clear. ”

Shen Kang can compose poems, although he can't be called gilded jade, but he can also occasionally appear good sentences, he disdains to plagiarize the essence of the ancients like those described in those "fantasy novels", so effortless, but for his own selfishness to block other people's thinking.

Just imagine, Chen Ziang ascended Youzhou Terrace, full of enthusiasm, but couldn't chant a word, what kind of situation would be in his heart?

Just imagine, the poet immortal Li Bai was drunk with 300 cups, but he couldn't write a single poem, so how should Gao Lishi underestimate his wind god?

So many poets and lyricists should be all in one voice in their hearts, and they are alone and crying, right?

Shen Kang didn't know what the real scholar's style and bones looked like, but at the very least, he wouldn't plagiarize the golden sentences of his predecessors while satirizing the wisdom of the ancients.

He smiled, turned his eyes to look at Shen Chang, and asked, "How is this one?" ”

Shen Kang's wisdom, Shen Chang has long ceased to doubt, not to mention that in this era, it is not strange news that he can compose poetry at the age of five or seven. Shen Kangye is nine years old, and he doesn't have a trace of fame, even if he can't even reach a prodigy.

It's just that Shen Chang didn't expect that what was the origin of those young people who could write poetry? How many people are there to help them revise their poems?

He nodded, "I don't understand, but it sounds very... How to say it. I can't describe the feeling, I just feel suddenly enlightened, and I feel a little sad, just four sentences, but it is enough for him to ponder for a long time.

Shen Kang said: "I mean, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest traveled in a deer cart, and among them there was a sick Liu Ling, no matter how happy or sorrowful, a scoop of wine could make him happy." The newborn golden crow is like a point of light floating on the sea, and there are times when it sinks. Sailing in the sea will encounter storms, but sooner or later the storm will pass. So—" he chuckled and continued, "The dream still has to be there, what if it comes true?" ”

Shen Chang smiled slowly, slowly, he nodded heavily and said: "Xiao San is right, that old ghost Xie is powerful in the village, but in the end, he lost in the hands of Xiao San's child, the ups and downs, more exciting than the excerpts!" Except for Xiao San, the people in the entire village didn't think about bringing down Old Ghost Xie. On the contrary, the junior did it. ”

Shen Kang said: "The second brother is wrong, he is not defeated in my hands, but in his own hands." Do you think, if he had left room for things and was kinder to his neighbors, would he still die? Life is like a play, but it is not a play, only those who are in it understand what it feels like between ups and downs. ”

Shen Chang scratched his head and said, "It's really better to be like what you wrote in your poem, like Liu Ling, who forgets the world with a glass of wine." ”

Shen Kang said: "The people of the world should save the arms of the world, if it is really as written in the poem, living in seclusion and avoiding the world, drunk and dreaming, who will care for the people outside the world, who will defend the land and frontier?" If one day..."His face sank, and he said with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "If one day, the iron horse steps into the Central Plains, who can be spared outside the world and in the world?" ”

Liu Yuan stood behind the two of them, suddenly shocked, his eyes became more and more cheerful, Wang Yun raised his eyes to look at him, but Liu Yuan had already spoken, muttering: "Don't be confused, how can I not even be as good as a child." ”

Immediately, he nodded with a smile, and Lang Ran walked forward with his sleeves brushed up: "When you have enough rest, you will return to the Karma Hall." ”

Shen Chang and Shen Kang glanced at each other, not knowing how much Liu Yuan and the others listened to their words, but they followed Wang Yun into the door in a sneaky way.

At the end of the day, Liu Yuan came up with another topic for Wang Yun to make an essay, which accelerated the progress of the teaching and learning of the two brothers of the Shen family.

Shen Kang roughly calculated, in just two days, Liu Yuan had already taught more than 40 words, and he had the intention of pulling out the seedlings to help them grow.

But for him and Shen Chang, it didn't feel difficult, because Liu Yuan paid more attention to the deep meaning of word by word, that is, if he accidentally encountered a word and forgot it, he could remember it according to the meaning. Moreover, both of them are not young, and they worked hard, so they wrote it down.

It was another day of twilight, and the three of them stood up and saluted Liu Yuanchang. Wang Yun said goodbye and went home, and Shen Kang and Shen Chang followed Liu Yuan to his study.

Liu Yuan's study is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, stepping into the main entrance, there is a low wooden table in the outer room, set up opposite the two soft couches, on the table is a copper incense vessel of exotic beasts, and a stove is placed under the table.

Cigarettes curl up, just a few simple furnishings, but it seems to be another world.

The two followed Liu Yuan into the inner room, and at this time, a huge bookshelf standing against the wall grabbed their attention, and according to his personal habits, the bookshelf listed all kinds of books, and even a few rare solitary books were among them.

There is a long table in front of the bookshelf, on which there are pen, ink, paper, inkstone, water, paste bucket and other stationery in an orderly manner. In the corner of the table is a low couch with a foot stool under it. The guqin is hung between the walls behind the couch, a magnificent landscape painting.

Liu Yuan walked straight to the front of the bookshelf, took a stack of calligraphy from it and held it in his hand, almost without hesitation, turned around and handed the book to Shen Kangdao: "For the first time to learn characters, regular script is better, wait for the two of you to choose other calligraphy to copy, take it back, and practice." ”

Shen Kang and the others bowed: "Thank you, sir." ”

"Hmph." Liu Yuan smiled and said: "The literati's words are the façade, but the others can't hold it up for you, so you can only rely on your own diligent practice." ”

Shen Kang held the notebook in his hand and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

Liu Yuan waved his hand, signaling that the two could leave, Shen Kang put the notebook into the cloth bag, and Shen Chang withdrew from the door.