"Ouch, I said girls, my precious daughters, are you ready, the people outside are about to fall out, so if you don't go out, my fragrant building will be overturned by the talents outside!" Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"We know Mom, and since that's the case, let's get started. A sneer appeared at the corner of Big Pearl's mouth, and he said lightly: "Whoever has the best literary talent tonight, I will accompany whomever I want." ”

"Me too, Mom, take these scrolls and distribute them to them, whoever has the best literary talent, who is the guest outside, today is the day we leave the pavilion, Mom, you won't stop us, right?" Black Pearl said with a slight smile.

"No, no, today is the day you go out of the pavilion, naturally you have to follow the rules, since you don't like the martial arts, then come to a fight, I think my mother was also the first Oiran on the Qin River, and the man who wanted to be my guest of the curtain ...... from the Qin River" The old bustard seems to miss those wind and snow in the past, but the years are ruthless, the banana is soft and the fungus is black, and on the face of the old bustard, there is no trace of the appearance of the oiran.

Not to mention the Oiran, I didn't see a single flower.

The bustard said a lot of words, and then the celebrity brought out the picture scroll and quickly distributed it to the prostitutes present, of course, not everyone can get it, it depends on the money!

Whoever wears well and who pays more money will naturally get the picture scroll, especially a rich man like Li Longxuan, who will get four picture scrolls alone.

After this scene, the old bustard made a lot of money again, and the whole face was smiling, and he was about to turn into a chrysanthemum.

This old bustard has been in the Qinglou for many years, and naturally has his own eyesight, who has money and who has no money, you can see it at a glance.

Rich businessmen naturally got the picture scroll, and literati and Moshi who had no money could only stare dryly, no way, who let you have no money?

When Li Longxuan got the picture scroll, he couldn't help but smile slightly, he really inherited the traditional culture, if he wants to be a prostitute, he must be able to compose poems and lyrics, think about the world he was in before, as long as he has money, let alone these oirans, even if he is a first-line star, he can be on it, and he is not a performer.

Looking at the scroll in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Isn't it just writing poems? Who are you? I am a good young man in the 21 st century, but how can a young man who is familiar with 300 Tang poems, who has read 700 Song poems, and who has studied the Golden Plum Vase not even know one or two poems?

If it were compared to anything else, Li Longxuan probably wouldn't dare to say that he could be the first, but when it came to writing poetry, he didn't dare to say anything else, he was second, and absolutely no one dared to say that he was the first.

China has been up and down for 5,000 years, and the most important thing is poetry and songs, which can be taken out casually and can be much stronger than those literati and scholars in this world, unless there is also a poet immortal Li Bai Shi Shengdu Fu in this world, or there is an order to fill in the words of Liu Sanchang.

"Grind for His Highness, today's four major Oiran, His Highness is going to decide. Li Longxuan smiled and said: "Today, His Highness will show his hand, let you know that His Highness is a man of great ability in the world!"

As he spoke, his face couldn't help showing a hint of pride, of course, the poems that Li Longxuan knew were not made by him, and he couldn't write them himself, but who dared to say that what he made was not his?

Pirated is pirated, Li Longxuan doesn't have a trace of shame~

"Boss, you can't be overexcited, right?" Shrek looked at Li Longxuan with a puzzled look, after all, Li Longxuan rarely showed his talent in front of everyone.

"Boss, are you really good? don't lose your face!"

"Your Highness, do you want me to go out and tie up a sour scholar to come in?" asked a guard next to Li Longxuan.

"Your Highness, I just saw a few literati who seem to be a little talented, or I will go and invite them in now. ”

“......”

The people around Li Longxuan didn't believe that he could compose poetry at all, although Li Longxuan had a lot of novelty in his mind, but making poetry is not something that anyone can do if they want to.

"You underestimate Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is literary and talented, you can't say that you are the first in the entire Shenlong Empire, but Lao Tzu is second, and absolutely no one dares to call yourself first. Li Longxuan smiled slightly, and then began to think about what to write on these scrolls.

A picture scroll, on which is a picture of the battle, the two sides are fighting, led by a white-headed general holding a sword, Li Longxuan smiled slightly, and then wrote in ink: "The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention." The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city. A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan. Qiang Guan is full of frost, people are sleepless, and the general's white hair is crying. ”

After writing this poem, Li Longxuan walked to another picture scroll, this is a landscape painting, the sun is setting, there is a path painted on it, a person riding a thin horse walking on the mountain path, both sides of the path spread up the deep mountains on the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, there are faintly some houses, there are some black birds.

Li Longxuan thought for a while, and then wrote down: "Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind and thin horses." The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ”

The third painting, the picture scroll is painted with a man wearing a gorgeous crown, standing under the eaves of a huge palace, looking at other palaces not far away, Li Longxuan didn't think about it, so he wrote: The rain outside the curtain is murmuring, the spring is beautiful, and Luo Ji is not tolerant of the cold. In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy. Infinite rivers and mountains, sometimes easy to see and sometimes difficult. Flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth.

The last painting depicts a down-and-out old man standing on a tall building, the sky is bright and the moon is bright, and there are countless pavilions below, Li Longxuan did not think at all, and then wrote: "Go up to the west building alone without a word, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu." Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful. Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

After writing these four poems, Li Longxuan still had some unfinished business, but at this time, the picture scroll was gone.

The guards beside Shrek and Li Longxuan looked at the poems on the scroll, and couldn't help but show a trace of doubt in their eyes, these guys can kill people and set fires, but let them chant poems and lyrics, it is simply more difficult than letting them assassinate the emperor of the Shenlong Empire.

Li Longxuan looked at his work with satisfaction, and suddenly felt as if something was missing. Oh, by the way, there is no name.

Lifting the pen again, Li Longxuan wrote down the word 'Li', and then thought about it, his real name can't be used, otherwise it will be known, and it is estimated that there will be trouble, but what kind of pseudonym do you want?

Well, just write a big word.

Li Da, Li Da, I am the biggest in the old Li family!

Why don't you add a Lang? In these years, I like to add a Lang to my name, but Li Longxuan didn't write it, after all, Li Dalang Li Dalang's is easy to be mistaken for Wu Dalang. (To be continued.) )