Li Yuanjing also reacted a little at this time.

Affection.

Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun are like little fans chasing books and dramas in later generations, and they want their own full length.

But.

'I am born to be useful', which is in Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

This kind of 'anti-poetry' is not suitable for exposure at this time.

And 'fate to meet thousands of miles away', Li Yuanjing vaguely remembered that this seemed to be a joke statement in "Water Margin", and it was obviously impossible to have a full length.

Neither of these is suitable for taking it out.

Seeing that Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun's eyes were becoming more and more eager, Li Yuanjing suddenly became smart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook a smile.

He's got a good idea!

Laughed:

"Son-in-law, old parents, these two poems are just the work of students scribbling on hand, and they really haven't been up and down."

"Still."

"Recently, some changes have occurred in the students' families, and the students have some new perceptions of life and things, and there is really a new song."

"If the son and the old parents don't dislike it, can you come to the cold house to talk about it? Students want to write this poem, please ask the two great talents of the son and the old parents to taste it! ”

Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun rushed here overnight, they were already tired and thirsty, and at this time, Li Yuanjing took the initiative to greet them, and they naturally didn't know how to ink, so they all came to Li Yuanjing's house with a smile.

Yu Niang was dumbfounded at this time.

I really can't even dream of it.

This is the county order of Windy City County, the old parents of 100,000 people in Windy City, today, they actually want to come to their house as guests......

In particular, this boy in white seems to be more noble than his old parents Zhao Bingchun......

Brother, this ......

How do you do that......

And outside.

The old village chief, Zhao Zengjin and others were even more dumbfounded, and they couldn't describe their feelings in words at all.

The gap between this person and man is simply the difference between cloud and mud......

And behind the crowd.

Lotus's two jade hands were already entangled together, and the snow-white teeth almost wanted to bite the delicate red lips.

In the past, even if she felt that there was a gap between her and Li Yuanjing, she didn't feel that the gap was so big.

After all.

She is the daughter of the old village chief, and she still has some pride in this Quanzi Village.

But at this time......

Lotus's whole body was messy, and she only felt that her little head was blank......

And at this time.

Behind the rammed earth wall of a house under the small dirt slope, a thin figure was also silently watching this scene.

But seeing what seemed to be a crowd of people hurrying to this side, she quickly shrank back behind the wall.

When the crowd passed, she showed her little head again, and looked at Li Yuanjing's dilapidated house without blinking her eyes......

…

"Girl."

"What are you doing stupidly? Why don't you hurry up and prepare some food for the two nobles? Let's just cook egg soup and crispy fish. ”

When he came to his house, Li Yuanjing smiled and beckoned Yu Niang to cook for Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun, and explained with a smile:

"Son-in-law, old parents, the student's family is really poor, and there is no tea to serve, so I can only grieve the two nobles."

Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun were already hungry at this time, so they naturally didn't pay attention to these details, and they all smiled and asked Li Yuanjing to hurry up and write his new work.

Li Yuanjing smiled, didn't ink, directly spread out the paper, and began to grind the ink.

Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun glanced at each other, they could see the expectation in each other's eyes, but there was some playfulness in it.

The two seem to be betting on what level Li Yuanjing's new work can reach, and whether they can enter the stream.

Soon.

Li Yuanjing polished the ink, and no longer inked, immediately took a deep breath, and wrote the first line of the poem solidly:

"If life is only as first seen, what is the sad wind and autumn fan?"

"I ......"

And when Li Yuanjing's poem was just written, Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun, who were still a little playful and abusive, were stunned.

Especially Murong Kai jumped up directly excitedly, his face flushed, but he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, and even rolled his eyes a little excitedly.

Zhao Bingchun was old and serious, and he relieved several breaths one after another, this is the last thing he said, but it was his calmness, and his whole body trembled with excitement:

"Good poems, even better words!"

"Brother Yuan Jingxian, your poem, because of his brother's lack of learning, I won't evaluate it first, but just because of Brother Yuan Jingxian, you have become a model for everyone, and even started a sect!!

Zhao Bingchun was really excited, and his old face was flushed as he spoke.

Notice.

In the imperial examination of the Great Qian Dynasty, in addition to the format of the eight strands, the most important thing is the character.

As early as a few hundred years ago, at the beginning of the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty, there were several calligraphers, and the style of writing was quite prosperous.

However, after hundreds of years, the younger generations are really weak, and they have been eating the old books of their ancestors.

At this time, let alone the younger generation, it is the power of the older generation, and there are few words that can be used.

"Yes, yes!"

Murong Kai finally reacted at this time, and said excitedly:

"Brother Li, your good poem is even better. The little brother said something wanton, just Brother Li, these two lines of your poems are spread, I'm afraid, there are 108,000 green buildings in the world, and Brother Li can travel for free......"

Li Yuanjing looked at the excited two, smiled and was humble.

He had expected this to be the result.

The calligraphy of the Great Qian Dynasty is somewhat similar to the cursive script of later generations, which is more elegant and atmospheric, but the sense of regularity is greatly insufficient.

In his later life, because of the relationship between Lao Taishan and his fiancée, Li Yuanjing had an in-depth study of the thin gold body and the pavilion body.

At this time.

As soon as this most suitable thin gold body was released, how could Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun, the two turtles, not be excited and excited?

This is completely a dimensionality reduction attack......

After the two of them slowed down for a while, Li Yuanjing stopped inking and wrote down directly.

"Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable."

"Lishan language is half a night away, and the tears and rain are not complaining."

"How can he be like Bo Xing Jinyilang? Wishing on the day of the wings. ”

As soon as this poem was written, Li Yuanjing ignored Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun, who were completely shocked and looked like stone sculptures.

Directly in the lower corner of this blank paper, I wrote my own signature.

"Windy City student, Li Yuanjing. In the middle of September 30, the 21st year of the Great Qianlong Tai. ”

"Brother Li, Brother Li, this, this, this, this, this, this ......"

This way.

Murong Kai finally reacted, he wanted to say something, but at this time, his thinking obviously couldn't keep up, and Xiao Bai's face was flushed, but he couldn't say something completely.

And alongside.

Zhao Bingchun couldn't stop exclaiming:

"Brother Yuan Jingxian, this poem and this word should be worth a thousand gold, and ......it should be worth a thousand gold."

"What's more?"

Murong Kai finally reacted at this time, and couldn't help shaking his head again and again, and said with a wry smile:

"Old parents, this lyric poem, I'm afraid it's more than ten thousand dollars."

"If this poem is introduced to Jingshi and Jiangnan in the future, I am afraid that there are countless Oiran heads in the world, and I will ask Brother Li to inscribe it if I spend a lot of money......"

said.

Murong Kai was clever, as if he remembered something crucial, and looked at Li Yuanjing with great eagerness:

"Brother Li, Brother Li, can you cut your love with this character? The younger brother is willing to give 1,000, no, the younger brother is willing to give 10,000 taels of silver, I just ask Brother Li to give this character to the younger brother......"

Between words.

Murong Kai had already bowed deeply to Li Yuanjing with great respect.

It's already the etiquette of the younger brother to the elder brother.