Chapter Ninety-Six: The Poet and the Beggar
The porter saw that he was not the opponent of this group of people, whether it was reasoning or doing things, and he was always familiar with Li Hanlin's style, this person acted nonsense, and there were not a few cases of forgetting to give money after drinking, so he finally gritted his teeth and decided to go in and report. org
Yu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, the size of the Hanlin Courtyard is also a yamen, if this matter is so deadlocked or even big, he doesn't dare to say that he can completely control the development of the situation between his five fingers.
After about a cup of tea, the porter came out with a smile on his face: "Li Hanlin entered the palace the night before to accompany the Holy Upper Night Garden, I am afraid that he is still in the Daming Palace at this time, you are so powerful, go to the Daming Palace to find someone by yourself." ”
"Oh yes, Director Yang said that Li Hanlin has always been chic and uninhibited, and it is normal to forget to give money for wine, here is fifty taels of silver, you little girl take it." As for the deception of feelings, Hugh will mention it again, the fireworks woman is just a show, and if she mentions this kind of thing, she will probably be laughed off. ”
The Yang director of the Xiaohanlin Academy is a character, and after a few words and a few words, he settled the matter cleanly, and Yu Lang couldn't find the other party's handle no matter how much he wanted to use the topic to play.
The three of them had no choice but to leave the Xiaohanlin Courtyard and walk back.
Yu Lang thanked Li Yaxian repeatedly.
Li Yaxian waved his hand: "You gave me silver, there is nothing to thank, acting in this play is better than selling laughter in the courtyard, I don't lose this deal, but I can't help you find Li Taibai, I'm really sorry." ”
"It doesn't matter, there will always be a chance to find my second uncle, it's just a matter of time."
Li Yaxian still didn't want to go in her heart, so she left the crooked poem of "fake Li Bai" to Yu Lang as a souvenir, and only after Yu Lang accepted it did Shi Shiran go back to her Spring Building.
Du Fu pinched his fingers and calculated: "Counting this time, I have come back from the Hanlin Academy for the seventh time, and Uncle Liu Huang has come back from Zhuge Liang after visiting the thatched house three times, I am ......"
"Haha, you are going to capture Meng Shu seven times and completely take down this porter. Fortunately, fifty taels of silver are in hand, and you will not lose money on this transaction, and you will make a net profit of seven taels of silver after removing the forty taels of silver for Li Yaxian and the three taels of silver for lunch dinner, which is better than many small transactions. Yu Lang comforted Du Fu for a while, but his mood suddenly became a little low, "If you can't contact Uncle Taibai, you can't know the situation in the palace, two days have passed, and I don't know if Yang Yuhuan is safe in the palace." ”
"You are also concerned about chaos, our Majesty is not a murderous person, on the contrary, he misses the old feelings and will not easily move to kill, not to mention that since Li Taibai accompanied His Majesty in the palace to visit the garden and did not return, it shows that His Majesty is in a good mood these days. Although we haven't seen anyone else, we can draw conclusions based on our whereabouts. Du Fu's thinking is still meticulous, and he connects several things to the point.
Yu Lang nodded reassuringly: "Well, then let's think of other ways." Oops, I almost forgot, my two brothers Xie Zhiqian and Xue Wenyang are still hanging out in Xishi, these two people have always followed me in Yangzhou City, but don't cause anything, let's go and see! ”
These two people can be dazzled by the dazzling variety of goods in the West Market, usually the two of them have to spend a lot of effort to collect things, these things in the shop here are only placed on the first floor at will, and the precious objects on the second and third floors are even more expensive.
The two went shopping for a while, and only felt hungry when the sun was over, and they didn't want to waste time to go to the restaurant to eat, so they bought a few steamed buns to satisfy their hunger without delaying shopping.
A beggar resting under a tree said loudly, "Give me a steamed bun to eat." ”
Xie Zhiqian is kind-hearted, even if he wants to take a steamed bun from the beggar.
Xue Wenyang stopped him, turned his head and said to the beggar: "Asking for food is not such a reasonable and powerful method, you have to bring three points of pleading and three points of earnestness, so that pedestrians will be willing to give you steamed buns." It's not that I don't give you steamed buns, I want you to learn to be obedient, otherwise we gave you steamed buns this time, and others don't want to give you what to do? ”
The beggar laughed: "You are so experienced, it seems that you don't want food, right?" ”
"You man!" Xue Wenyang was angry, he was kind enough to help, but he was ridiculed by this beggar, and he was not angry.
"Love doesn't give." The beggar dragged out his voice and said, "If you want to eat like this, it can be regarded as fresh and refined."
"Then I don't like to give it." Xue Wenyang pulled Xie Zhiqian and walked forward, determined not to deal with this person anymore. Although Xie Zhiqian couldn't bear it, it was not good to show kindness anymore when he saw Xue Wenyang angry.
"Wait." Seeing that the two of them were really leaving, the beggar's arrogance was a little lower, "That's it." I just read you two lines of my own poem today, and it will be regarded as an equivalent exchange, how about it? ”
Xie Zhiqian has always looked at talented poets differently, when he first met Yu Lang, he was impressed by the other party's poetic talent, he was afraid that he would snub a genius this time, so he hurriedly ignored Xue Wenyang's obstruction and folded back.
"Listen to it."
"Today I sit in the street with no money in my pocket and hungry. is sighing that the sky is jealous of talents, and the two gentlemen have lived since then. The beggar finished chanting his improvisational poems, looking unfinished, and he looked like he was intoxicated by his talents.
"That's it?" Xie Zhiqian really wanted to take off his ears and wash them and put them back on, this kind of crooked poetry was simply insulting, he threw a steamed bun over, "Since you call me two gentlemen, this steamed bun is for you to eat, but you will not come out to be ugly in the future." ”
The beggar threw Xie Zhiqian's steamed bun back: "Mu who doesn't know how to appreciate Lao Tzu's talent is not worthy of being called a gentleman, nor is he worthy of letting Lao Tzu eat your steamed buns." ”
Seeing the appearance of this beggar who died clearly, Xue Wenyang's original anger was gone, and he only felt extremely funny, this person really didn't know how many catties and taels he thought he was.
"Two donkeys are upstream on the street, and they are not ashamed to meet geniuses. I don't love the delicacies of the mountains and seas, let alone a stinky steamed bun. The beggar simply improvised a crooked poem.
"I'm a good drinker, and I don't have any money in my pocket. Come here for a night and sleep on the streets of the Ming Dynasty. A low groan came from afar.
The beggar immediately sat up straight: "Who, who dares to steal this genius's divine work?" ”
Yu Lang, who walked over, unfolded the crumpled paper in his hand: "Tsk, it's rare that you, the fake poet fairy uncle, still remember the crooked poems he wrote, so do you still remember the romantic debt you owe?" ”
Yu Lang originally took Du Fu to Xishi to find Xue Wenyang and them, but he didn't expect to meet the fake poet immortal deity that Miss Li Yaxian was looking for here.
The beggar dared to do it: "This poem was written by me to Miss Li Yaxian, it was indeed worth fifty taels of silver, but it is a pity that there are too many fools in this world who don't know the goods." ”