On the second day, Xu Xian went to work in Qingyutang, and Li Gongfu was already able to get out of bed in the morning.

The big board of the yamen is light and heavy, and it all depends on the method of the official who plays the board.

If you hit hard, three or five boards can kill people, and there are no injuries on the surface. If it is a light beating, although the skin is open on the surface and it is very miserable, in fact, it is just a broken layer of skin, and it is fine at all.

Li Gongfu was a head catcher, and the official who hit the board was naturally beaten lightly.

Therefore, in the afternoon, Li Gongfu was already able to limp out of Li's house.

He was carrying a gift in his hand, and in his arms was the poem that Xu Xian read to him yesterday.

Although he thought in his heart that "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" was just a relatively neat limerick poem, but yesterday he personally said that he would take it for people to taste, and he should do it as soon as possible, so as not to complain in Li Xu's heart.

For Xu Xian to study for the imperial examination, he really didn't dare to agree.

Li Yuanlixiu's house is not far away, and he arrived in less than a stick of incense.

Looking at the blue bricks, green tiles, and Zhu Door, Li Yuanli's house, which was more magnificent than his family, Li Gongfu couldn't help but envy in his heart.

Before Li Yuanli didn't show talent, his family was very down, and he also helped Li Yuanli a few times for the sake of the same sect.

But since he won Xiucai five years ago, Li Yuanli's family has been getting better and better day by day, surpassing his family in just one year, and now he has thrown his family more than one street.

People can see officials without worshipping, and they can sit together with big figures such as Yang Zhixian and raise a glass and drink together. On the other hand, Yang Zhixian can order him to be beaten at will, and he doesn't even dare to let out a fart.

Take this visit as an example, if it weren't for the same clan, and he gave favors before the other party did not make a fortune, he really didn't dare to take a poem to the door to bother others to show off his talents.

Stretched out his hand and patted the copper ring on the Zhu door, and soon the door opened from the inside, and it was a young man in Tsing Yi with good facial features.

"The little one has seen Li Zhutou." The young man in Tsing Yi immediately saluted and shouted, "Please come in." ”

Li Gongfu let out a "hmm" and walked into the door.

He knew the origin of this little guy in Tsing Yi, the son of a farming family on the outskirts of the city. That family has more than 20 acres of fertile land, and their life is not bad at all, so there is no need to sell their children as slaves.

However, not only did the Tsing Yi guy sell himself to Li Yuanli as a slave, but the family also sold his family to Li Yuanli, and even the more than 20 acres of fertile land were also under Li Yuanli's name.

The reason why this is so is because Li Yuanli is a talented man and has the privilege of tax-free servitude.

Those 20 acres of fertile land do not need to pay rent and grain, the men in the family do not need to serve the conscription every year, and the son serves Li Yuanli around and becomes a confidant.

In fact, the people who wanted to sell themselves to Li Yuanli were not only the Tsing Yi family, but also seven or eight families, and in the end, it was the Tsing Yi family that was lucky enough to obtain the grace of Li Yuanli, a talented man.

Led by a young man in Tsing Yi, through the second entrance gatehouse, through a large courtyard planted with flowers and plants, and then into a spacious and elegantly furnished living room.

After serving tea to Li Gongfu, the little man in Tsing Yi said: "Li Zhutou, you drink tea." The little one will go and inform my master. ”

"Go ahead." Li Gongfu said.

After the little guy in Tsing Yi walked away, Li Gongfu had an injury on his buttocks, so he didn't sit on a chair, but walked under the wall and looked up at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

He was a rough man with a knife, and he couldn't understand these things, but he still couldn't help but look at them carefully, and he just felt that these things were noble and elegant.

He didn't wait long before he heard footsteps outside the door, so he turned around and saw Li Yuanli walking in in a long-sleeved robe, a Confucian robe with a high crown and a broad belt, and a folding fan in his hand.

"Xiucai Gong." Li Gongfu hurriedly walked up to meet him, clasped his fists and bowed and shouted.

Li Yuanli helped Li Gongfu up, smiled and scolded slightly: "Brother Gongfu, don't you just let you call Yuanli's name directly?" Why do you keep calling it so raw? ”

"There is a difference between dignity and inferiority, but you are a person of merit." Li Gongfu smiled, feeling a little proud in his heart, and Li Yuanli also called him the eldest brother.

"You and I are of the same clan, we are a family, don't care about any fame." Li Yuanli smiled, then sat down with a gesture of please, "Brother Gongfu, please take a seat." ”

Li Gongfu said politely: "You sit first." ”

Although there was an injury to his buttocks, at the invitation of Li Yuanli, Li Gongfu still endured the pain and sat down.

Replaced with fragrant tea, the two of them tasted tea while greeting each other, and laughed constantly.

However, Li Gongfu knew that the time of the talented man was precious, so he didn't dare to talk too much.

"Yuan Li, a friend of Brother Fool recently wrote a poem, I don't know if it's good or not, so I ......," Li Gongfu said thoughtfully.

He was too embarrassed to tell others that this poem was written by his brother-in-law.

When Li Yuanli heard this, he smiled and said, "Oh? Poetry? Quickly take it out and give it to Yuan Li to appreciate and appreciate. ”

Li Gongfu hurriedly took out Xu Xian's poem from his arms, unfolded the paper on which he copied the poem, and then presented it to Li Yuanli with both hands.

Li Yuanli took the poem and read it aloud: ""Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" ......"

"Coincidentally, yesterday we happened to have a poetry meeting in West Lake." He stopped, raised his head and smiled at Li Gongfu, "Lord Bookkeeper also participated. ”

Li Gongfu said with a smile: "You are all talented people, the reincarnation of the heavenly Qu Xing, how dare my friend compare with you." ”

Li Yuanli smiled, without being modest, he probably agreed with Li Gongfu's words, and Li Gongfu's friends certainly can't be compared with them.

His gaze fell back on the poem copied on paper, the handwriting was so poor that he could barely read it. After all, it was written by Li Gongfu, but he mistakenly thought it was written by a friend in Li Gongfu's mouth.

So, his first impression was that the poem must be bullshit.

It's not that he despises it, but there are too many people who write poetry, and there are too many poems, and many people start writing poems without even knowing a few words, and there are countless jokes.

"Lonely Mountain Temple is in the north of Jia Tingxi, and the water surface is flat at the bottom of the clouds." Li Yuanli read it casually, and suddenly said "Huh", paused, and said to Li Gongfu, "This poem is quite neat!" ”

The characteristics of the poem "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" are that the whole poem is rigorous in structure, connected with nature, seiko in battle, and fresh in language, which is a masterpiece of chanting West Lake.

When Li Gongfu heard this, there was glory on his face, and it was not easy to get a poem praised by Xiucaigong.

However, he hurriedly said modestly: "You praised it falsely, my friend is probably lucky to write a neat poem." The following sentences will definitely not work. ”

Li Yuanli was noncommittal, his eyes fell on the poem again, and then read aloud: "A few early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud." ”

Syllable!

Li Yuanli suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "Good sentence!" ”

Li Gongfu was taken aback and asked in disbelief: "Is this poem very good?" How I feel is similar to the vernacular. ”

"No, no, no." Li Yuanli shook his head and said, "This poem is really well written. The word 'fight' and the word 'peck' are lively and vivid, and can even be said to be smart, and the picture jumps on the paper, which is really wonderful. In addition, the sentences are also neat and matching. ”

"Isn't it?" Li Gongfu was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he couldn't believe that his brother-in-law could actually make a poem that made Xiucai pat his legs and praise.

"The flowers are becoming more and more charming, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment is in the shade of green poplars. Li Yuanli then finished reading the remaining two lines of the poem.

After reading the poem once, he couldn't help but read it again or twice, and the more he tasted it, the more he felt that the poem was exquisite, and his face was full of surprise and shock.

"Brother Gongfu, who is that friend of yours?" Li Yuanli came back to his senses from the charm of the poem and asked, "This poem is amazing, it's really amazing." If you take it to participate in yesterday's West Lake Poetry Meeting, it will definitely become the first poem, and even cause a sensation in the entire Lin'an City! ”

Li Gongfu was stunned, and said with a stammering mouth: "Really, is it really so good?" You can't just make me happy to say that, do you? ”

"Maybe I'm underestimating it." Li Yuanli said solemnly.

Then, he left his seat and stood up, and said to Li Gongfu: "I implore Brother Gongfu to inform Yuan Li of the author of this poem, Yuan Li is really eager to get acquainted with this person and become friends. ”

"This, this, you're too polite." Li Gongfu was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up, helped Li Yuanli up in a hurry, and then said, "He is not a scholar, this poem must have been inspired by him at a moment's notice, let him write a second poem, he will definitely not be able to write it." ”

"Please also ask the eldest brother to stop hanging the appetite of the younger brother." Li Yuanli said again.

Li Gongfu helped Li Yuanli and said a little embarrassedly: "My friend is not an outsider, he is my brother-in-law Xu Hanwen." ”

In fact, he was very proud and excited in his heart.

"Xu Hanwen?" Li Yuanli was taken aback and couldn't help but say, "Isn't he an apprentice in Qingyu Hall?" ”

Li Gongfu nodded and said, "Yes." This kid has never read a book, and he knows enough words to read medical books. So, this poem is really not as good as you say. ”

Because he was really happy in his heart, he couldn't help but continue: "Yesterday, this kid somehow had to go to West Lake to play. When he came back from his trip to the West Lake, he told me that he had written a poem. If I hadn't been able to twist your sister-in-law, I wouldn't have dared to disturb you with this poem. ”

Li Yuanli listened, and was about to sigh, when a thought suddenly surged in his heart. Moreover, as soon as this thought is generated, it cannot be contained.

"Brother Gongfu, are you saying that this poem is not known except for the Chinese people and you and me?" He asked urgently.

Li Gongfu said uncertainly: "This ...... Maybe. ”

"Good!" Li Yuanli exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Gongfu, Yuanli has a request......

Then, he stepped forward and whispered in Li Gongfu's ear: "If no outsiders know about this poem, Yuan Li is willing to pay a hundred taels of silver to buy it." I was the author of this poem in the future. ”

"One hundred taels?!" Li Gongfu couldn't help but scream.

His year's income, plus all the income that cannot be made explicit, all adds up to more than 30 taels of silver.

"Not bad!" Li Yuanli nodded vigorously and said, "Anyway, Xu Hanwen is a doctor, and poetry is useless to him, so it's better to sell it to me and carry this poem forward." ”

Buying and selling poetry is a bad habit of literati, and once exposed, they will be ruined, but this kind of thing has never been stopped.

For example, if there is a poetry meeting, some people who are not very talented and have a few dollars at home will buy some poems in advance to cope with the scene. As long as they don't go too far, or if they don't have a big hatred, others will generally not find fault and expose it.

Li Yuanli seemed to see that he used Xu Xian's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" to become famous in the entire Lin'an City, and with his fame and prestige, he successfully passed the township test and won the promotion.

"Then I'll go and ask Hanwen." Li Gongfu said excitedly.

Li Yuanli also urged: "Go quickly." lest he not know that the poem was revealed. If he doesn't leak it to anyone else, you bring him to me. ”

"Good, good." Li Gongfu replied in a loud voice, and immediately went to Qingyu Hall to find Xu Xian.