"Hey, whose poem is this?" Xu Nian was still worried about how to talk to Li Changan, and a voice came from his side.

Xu Nian was frightened and sat up straight.

"The next time Lord Zhanglou comes over, can you make some noise?"

"Isn't it a bit too much to use grammar for just a few steps?"

"Didn't I just say something?" Qin Xiu was short and chubby, with a smile on his face all the time, looking kind.

Reaching out to pick up the poem that Xu Nian had carefully put away, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Xu Nian subconsciously wanted to snatch it back, but he was afraid that the rice paper would be ruined, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand, and if he didn't stretch out his hand, he could only export and swear ownership.

"Although you are the ninth floor of the platform, this is my thing."

Qin Xiuman raised his eyebrows, "You wrote such a delicate woman's poem?" ”

"It's not."

"You wrote that?"

Xu Nian said helplessly, "...... No. ”

"Since you didn't write this poem, why do you say it's yours?" Qin Xiuman quickly rolled up the rice paper and walked out.

Xu Nian couldn't sit still, and hurriedly stopped Qin Xiuman, "Lord Zhanglou, isn't it a little too much?" I just got this letter. ”

Qin Xiuman hid the rice paper behind him and squinted his small eyes, "Whose character is this?" ”

"Li Chang'an."

"The boy?" Qin Xiuman was stunned for a moment, and spread out the rice paper again, this time he didn't just pay attention to the book on it, but read "Two Songs of Acacia" seriously.

"This is what he wrote new?"

"The foreign affairs task of the Cong Bookstore is to write poems for "Whispering". Xu Nian said truthfully.

Qin Xiuman's brows furrowed slightly, "This poem is weaker than "Ascending the Ninth Floor", the men and women are too poignant, more than delicate, and the artistic conception is insufficient. ”

Xu Nian nodded, "I think so too, but I have read the first draft of "Whispering", "Two Lovesick Songs" and this script...... A match made in heaven. ”

Qin Xiuman watched "Two Lovesick Songs" again, and his expression was a little hesitant, "Although it is not as good as "Ascending the Ninth Floor", it also has a master level. ”

"It's too sharp......"

Qin Xiuman sighed lightly and paced back and forth, thinking about various possible situations,

"The first poem topped the list of literary saints, and the second poem has a master level, if it is released, it will definitely be pushed to the cusp."

"The foundation of this kid in Chang'an is still unstable, and once he fails, it may be an abyss."

The two had discussed Li Chang'an's affairs many times, but no one could have imagined that Li Changan had just stirred up trouble on the Wensheng list in January.

In February, he came up with another masterpiece.

Directly dried up both of them.

The methods discussed before were all useless all at once.

This is the first time this has happened.

Because the apprentices under his hands are too good, the head of the building and the deputy head of the building are helpless.

"What does he mean?" Qin Xiuman asked.

Xu Nian spread his hands and said, "I talked to him about his consideration, but he insisted on sending the poem over, which should already explain the attitude......"

There was silence in the room.

After a long time, Qin Xiuman slapped the table, "Even he himself is not afraid, what are we worried about?" ”

"As long as we help him check the gates, how bad can it be?"

"I want to see if this kid can really break the sky!"

Xu Nian really pointed to the sky, "What should I do if there are people in the capital headquarters?" ”

"Someone? I carry it, I can't carry it, there is the deputy mountain master, and the deputy mountain master can't carry the mountain master...... Are they really embarrassed to invite the mountain lord out of the temple? ”

Qin Xiuman said domineeringly, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and he re-rolled up Li Changan's poems, and the word "line" appeared under his feet, and disappeared into the room in an instant.

As soon as Xu Nian reacted, an ancient seal "stop" appeared in the void in front of him, and Xu Niancai's raised foot involuntarily fell back.

"Zhanglou, isn't it too much? Relying on cultivation to suppress me? ”

"If you have the ability, you can also cultivate to the fifth grade, and then talk about ......"

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Li Changan was still called to the seventh floor by Xu Nian before the dispersal value.

"I'll give your poem to the Cong Bookstore."

Li Changan hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Thank you, deputy head of the building." ”

"Rewrite a copy of "Two Lovesick Songs"." Xu Nian's Guozi face was not smiling, and he looked a little serious.

"Huh?" Li Changan blinked, a little unresponsive, "That page just now......"

"I'm here to write." Xu Nian's face turned pale, and he said seriously, "I see that your handwriting seems to be not mellow enough in some places, so I wrote it on the spot, so I can point it out to you." ”

Li Changan suddenly realized, "The students are ugly." ”

Walking near the desk, Li Changan dipped his pen in ink, took a deep breath, and put down his pen suddenly.

Xu Nian stood beside Li Changan with his hands behind his back, meticulously staring at how Li Changan moved the pen, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes stretched.

"Two Songs of Acacia" is only a few dozen words, Li Changan carefully put down the pen, "The student has finished writing, please give advice to Deputy Head Xu." ”

Xu Nian nodded, and looked carefully at the ink in front of him, "The turning point is not crisp enough, and it is a bit muddy." ”

"The use of the brush is too heavy, and there is less meaning of flowing water."

"What more ...... practice?"

The words were substantial, which made Li Changan greatly admired, "The deputy head of the building also has such attainments in calligraphy, and the students admire it." ”

"Remember to practice more when you go back." Xu Nian advised, "Seeing words is like seeing people, and you must not waste them." ”

"The teachings of the deputy head of the building, the students should keep it in mind." Li Changan saluted respectfully, and then prepared to take away the poem he had just written.

"Wait." Xu Nian immediately stretched out his hand to stop it.

Li Changan looked at Xu Nian suspiciously.

"Just leave this poem here, and write a word every month to send it in the future." Xu Nian withdrew his hand, and said lightly,

"I'm going to see if you're working hard."

Li Changan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, so he could only salute and leave the seventh floor.

Seeing Li Changan leaving, Xu Nian's straight waist bent down instantly, carefully holding the rice paper on the table, carefully examining it, and said,

"This law ...... Find a different way, wonderful......"

"There is a picture of ...... every month" As soon as he thought of this, Xu Nian seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, his spirit was relaxed, and his head did not hurt or his waist was sore.

"Maybe I'm going to witness the emergence of a master calligrapher?"

"Lord Zhanglou, what you took away was just a piece of calligraphy, but what I gained was a steady stream of master calligraphy......

Xu Nian hummed a little song contentedly, and the text in his palm exuded a silver glow, falling layer by layer on the rice paper, properly sealing Li Changan's words.

The satisfied Xu Nian didn't know.

Deep on the seventh floor, Qin Xiuman was squinting and lying in a chair, and a golden inscription slowly rotated, reflecting Xu Nian's every move in front of him.

"Let him send me the words next month...... Alas, who made me the head of the building? ”