Li Shimin briefly glanced at the law of secrecy, and laughed softly: "Pharmacist, you are not just a law of secrecy, tomorrow you will all go to the Lizheng Palace, discuss it carefully, and let this person have time to go out and have fun." ”

It's been almost two months since the opening of the mansion, and the younger brother has only been to the West Market once, and he still buys snacks for his son, which is too restrictive for him.

"Thank you, brother!" Li Yuanying was so moved that she had tears in her eyes and looked at Li Shimin affectionately.

Among the original fishing friends, there is a senior drama actor, and the performance is called a flowing water. not only played the prince of Han Ying, but also played the second child in the teahouse. Unlike the little fresh meat, who are embarrassed to act like an embarrassing cancer, it can't be said that the acting is not good, everyone has no more than 3 joints in the body; The fever reached 60 degrees and still insisted on practicing dance; Sleep only 30 minutes a day for 2 months; 7 buckets of instant noodles a day and 8 cups of milk tea...... The latter one is purely chaotic, at most it is low emotional intelligence.

As for comminuted fractures of both legs, he still practiced tap dancing for 40 hours a day...... Tired of high paraplegia, he also practiced dancing, and his throat was swollen more than 30 times, and he insisted on practicing pronunciation...... There is no need to say more about the situation that all kinds of immortal cultivation or fantasy novels will not appear.

Quickly dragged back the thoughts that drifted farther and farther away, and continued to look at Li Shimin affectionately, Li Yuanying was waiting for him to say how much Shu brocade or cotton cloth he would give, the latter was a bit small, and it was estimated that he would be able to get one or half a horse.

Li Shimin raised his hand and patted Li Yuanying's forehead, and said angrily: "There is no reward, if you don't learn and have no skills, I will go to your Hongwen Pavilion!" ”

It is not required that the article be written in every word, but always use elegant words...... The younger brother can still draw, and the handwriting is barely readable, and the article is ...... Why don't you just ask for more and let him rest for a few days?

Yu Shinan: "......"

Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that King Teng will tear down the Hongwen Pavilion? He demolished his mansion without mercy!

"Your Majesty, there are a few books there that are not bad, and when I go back, I will send someone to send them over." Wei Zheng took Li Shimin's words and said softly. "The article is eternal, and I can't be in a hurry."

Li Yuanying: "......"

Is this world mysterious? It's too late! The first stick in Datang actually wants to send a certain book! It's too late! There's more than one roll to give! It's too late! How will you open the line with him in the future! …… Uh, uh, uh, the style of painting has a little mutation, as a little rabbit who grows flowers, we are all excited to drop!

After all, there are clouds in the new mountains and seas: there are beasts, their hair is snow-white, their ears are long, they like to eat eagle sauce, and when they meet a black bear, they reach out to Dang, and they are chanting in their mouths: Silver girl tickets! The mantra says: No matter how high the kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and your clothes are Diao, and you will knock down a brick!

ps: The above content is from the rabbit that year.

The axe was given to Cheng Zhijie, who was the kitchen knife and bricks handed over? Who is the temperament better with it?

"Xuancheng has a heart." Li Shimin finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, you and your younger brother occasionally scolded each other, and there was no opinion, but if you lose, you will lie flat, and you are a little too deceitful. It turns out that when you were scared of me all day long, I was never so angry that I lay down...... At most, he complained a few words, and shouted that he would find an opportunity to kill him.

Over the years, he has not been doing well, not to mention any damage, but his official position has risen higher and higher.

"Young brother, thank you Xuancheng yet, ask him for a manuscript." Seeing that Li Yuanying was still in a daze, Li Shimin reminded him.

Li Yuanying hesitated for a moment, this big guy's calligraphy works are said to be strong and powerful, like a dragon attached to a tree, but the first regular script in the world is the Jiucheng Palace Liquan Ming written by Ouyang Xun, and the content of the article is written by this big man...... Plus the pillar inscription...... The signature action fly rubbed his hands on the line, and said with a smile: "Duke Wei, there are a lot of manuscripts, why don't you help someone write a peach blossom inscription in King Teng's mansion, or a plum blossom inscription?" ”

"You'd better have Bosch write it for you, right?" Wei Zheng hadn't replied yet, Li Shimin took over the conversation first, and asked with a particularly gentle smile.

The vertical son can take away the words of Bo Shi and will not be soft. will also come up with various reasons for him to write all kinds of small essays or poems with few words, but very beautiful.

"Gifts are still exchanged, does King Teng also send a certain article?" Wei Zheng didn't feel offended, the words of Yu Boshi and Ouyang Xinben were indeed more in line with the mainstream aesthetics of the Tang Dynasty than his.

…… Li Yuanying wanted to say that he didn't want to be a copyist, but the stone of the mountain could attack the jade, and Brother Xun'er's doctrine should be taken. We will use it, store it, or destroy it...... Discernment, not selfishness. If there is no one, people cannot become new people, and without what they take, literature and art cannot become new literature and art.

For the newcomers of the Tang Dynasty, new literature and art, the gains and losses of a certain person's honor and disgrace, a drop in the ocean, Su Chen is decayed, rotten wood dung, dung is ten thousand households back then!

"Yao Shi Gong, how is the Wei Gong Mansion?"

Li Jing, who was suddenly named, carefully organized the language and said: "Xuan has become an upright official, and his home also advocates simplicity and nature, which is really a model for my generation." ”

"Honest and simple and natural......," Li Yuanying pondered for a moment, then looked at Chun Tao and said, "Take a pen and paper!" ”

Xia Gua led people to remove the things on the table in front of Li Yuanying.

Li Shimin: "......"

Can the younger brother still have a spring of talents, write flowers, and write excellent essays? Some uncomfortably reminded: "Xuan is an adult, you must not scribble!" ”

"Yui." Li Yuanying showed a well-behaved smile to Li Shimin, and began to write on the cloth.

"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Yu Shinan came to Li Yuanying's side curiously and read softly.

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay." ”

"Si is a burrow, but I am Dexin." Yu Shinan's voice fluctuated a little, this idea is wonderful!

Li Shimin: "......"

Cheng Zhijie took out the axe on his waist, rubbed the patterns on it, and talked so much about how he suddenly dropped his bookbag, so boring!

Hearing Weiwu Dexin, Tang Jian also stood up and walked over, and read the next sentence in surprise, "The moss marks are green, and the grass is green." There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. ”

Li Zhi, who had been silent, raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes: Uncle has finally returned to normal, and when he returns to the palace, he will burn this article to Ah Weng and Ah Niang to reassure them.

"You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Yu Shinan sighed after reading, "Tuning the piano, reading the Golden Sutra, evoking the idea of retreat!" ”

Wei Zheng's eyes were slightly red, after so many years, someone finally understood a certain ...... No, this is King Teng, how can he be the one who knows a certain best?

"Nanyang Zhuge Lu, Xishu Ziyun Pavilion. Confucius: What's ugly? As soon as Tang Jian finished reading, he saw Li Yuanying put down the pen and did not write the payment, and hurriedly said, "Lord Wang, the payment!" ”

This article not only has the sentiment of nobility and arrogance, but also the hidden taste of poverty and happiness, which will surely be passed down through the ages!

Li Shimin walked over to look at the cloth, the real book, the line of calligraphy, and the cursive script were mixed and written, the size of the handwriting, the length, the fat and thin, the oblique and the positive changes were varied, and the calligraphy was mixed with calligraphy, and he couldn't help laughing: "You vertical, begging to beat!" ”

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