The years passed little by little, and with the extorted spirit stone, Li Nanshan was once again immersed in cultivation, and the journey was smooth, and his cultivation reached the third level of qi refining. During the day, it is different from the past, and there is often a lively and lovely little girl who comes to add a bit of vitality to this cold and cold medicine shop.

More than two months later, in the middle of the night one day, Li Nanshan was quite helpless to find that the spirit stones extorted from his body were in a hurry again, and the silver taels were also stretched thin under his lavish expenses.

Wen Caiwei didn't seem to be perfunctory to Li Nanshan, she should have something important, so she hadn't seen it yet. The ancient mirror system is like an iron rooster that does not pull out a hair, except for occasionally answering Li Nanshan's questions when he was cultivating, he still has not released any tasks.

Li Nanshan thought about the only remaining six ancient crystals, and smiled helplessly, although he was short of spirit stones in his cultivation, but in the thirty years of life on the earth, he had never had such a lack of food and clothing, and he was tight.

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In Jiangning City, the restaurant was transported.

At noon, the popular restaurant in Jiangning City is very lively, the sound of eating and drinking, shouting and shouting are endless, and the fireworks in the world are coming to the nose. Li Nanshan sat at the square table by the window eating and drinking, like a mortal in a restaurant, and the two people at the table next to him were talking loudly.

"Brother Chen, have you heard, the little princess in the palace of the prince of Chu has sent a reward notice again, this time it is more than last time!

"What? 100 taels of gold?!, or that painting?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's that landscape painting, I heard that as long as you give this painting a poem that satisfies the little princess, you can get all the rewards!"

"It's easy for you to say, it's been three months, and the bounty has been increased from fifty taels to one hundred taels of gold, but no one has ever gotten it!"

"Brother Chen, don't you understand, although there are a lot of gold taels, but more importantly, it is the appreciation of the little princess and the appreciation of the prince of Chu!"

Li Nanshan listened silently, took a sip of wine, his eyes brightened up little by little, and whispered to himself: "Paint!"

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Jiangning has belonged to the fiefdom of the king of Chu in the Luoshen Kingdom since ancient times, and the current prince of Chu is named Luo Yingtian, because seven years ago, he defeated the other party in the war with the powerful neighboring Flame State, so his reputation among the kings is rising, ranking first among the kings.

Luo Yingtian and the current saint belong to the relationship between uncle and nephew, and he has an only daughter under his knees, since he was a child in Kyoto and grew up with the saint, the brother and sister love is deep, and the saint is very loved.

Princess Yunmeng is now in the prime of her life, and there are even rumors that this little princess was born with a sinking fish and a wild goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon, and her posture of captivating the country and the city has made many young talents fall for it.

Half a year ago, Princess Yunmeng got the approval of the saint and returned to Jiangning from Luojing.

Three months ago, she came up with the matter of offering a reward for poetry, which set off a poetry craze in Jiangning City, and became a talking point in the mouths of ordinary people.

The sun is high and the sky is clear. In Jiangning City, in front of the palace of the King of Chu, Li Nanshan stood in the crowd, carefully looking at the picture scroll posted on the reward notice.

This is a landscape painting, above is the tall peaks, light clouds, pairs of flying birds, below is the lake rippling, willows are still around, there are rows of fences and thatched houses and many faint figures, this picture scroll with a long artistic conception, so there is a little more hustle and bustle.

Li Nanshan stared at this picture scroll, pondered carefully, and gradually had an answer in his heart. If it weren't for hearing about this bounty notice, it was very likely that there was some connection with Qing'er's clues, and he was going to stay in Jiangning City for a year, if Wen Caiwei hadn't come yet, he would go to the world to find the location of Baicaomen.

The door of the mansion slowly opened, and a dozen or so famous people walked out, and the chief steward led by him said loudly:

"According to the old rules, after you enter the house, you have half an hour to compose poems. This time, we will invite Her Royal Highness the Princess's teacher, Mr. Xiao Chunqiu, to assist in the judgment, and those who enter the eyes of Mr. will be rewarded, and the best of them will get a hundred taels of gold!"

"Everyone, please come with me. ”

The eager people entered the mansion one after another, and many of them offered three rewards, but they were never absent, and Li Nanshan also entered the mansion with the crowd.

When everyone came to a quiet courtyard, each of them was given a table, on which pen, ink and paper were prepared, and there was even a miniature version of the copy of the scroll, which could be called readily available.

Li Nanshan feels that the level of this landscape painting is extremely high, quite charming, but the only awkward thing is the rows of courtyards and figures below, which is far from its long-term artistic conception.

Li Nanshan estimated that most of the people present did not deviate much from what he thought, and he secretly estimated that this is the mystery of this landscape painting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can get started, and the time limit is half an hour. ”

The manager announced the beginning, and as soon as the words fell, some people started to dip their pens in ink and write hard, obviously prepared, while more people were still thinking about how to write appropriate works to cater to the tastes of Princess Yunmeng and the great Confucian Xiao Chunqiu.

Li Nanshan belongs to the former, and he silently wrote the famous poem of landscape idyllic poetry - "Drinking" without thinking.

The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.

Ask you how you can be, and your heart is far away.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

Li Nanshan silently recited it, admired it, and then apologized to Tao Yuanming in his heart, and then put his name and surname, and finally handed it over without blushing or beating his heart.

Seeing that he handed it in so quickly, the manager also looked at him carefully, and then called someone to take Li Nanshan to rest in a specially prepared room.

The prince's mansion is naturally located in the treasure land of feng shui, and the aura is much richer than that in the medicine shop, after coming to the resting place, Li Nanshan closed the door, sat cross-legged directly, closed his eyes and vomited.

Half an hour was fleeting. The manager collected all the poems and walked quickly to the study where Princess Yunmeng was.

Inside the study.

A Confucian scholar in a wide robe and a high hat is instructing a young girl to practice calligraphy, he is about the age of knowing his fate, and his face is kind, his eyes are deep, and he is gentle and elegant.

The girl looked like she was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a flowery and moon-like appearance, a lovely face, picturesque eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, like a hibiscus out of the water, and she was dressed in a pale pink dress embroidered with blooming peach blossoms. However, perhaps because Confucianism was too strict, the girl's eyebrows were frowning at this time, and her expression was unhappy.

The manager slowly entered the study, presented the poems written by everyone this time, and said respectfully: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Mr. Xiao, this time the reward poems have been brought by the villain." ”

"Good!" the girl cheered and said happily to Confucius: "Teacher, we will practice this character later, let's see how the poem is written this time, okay?"

This girl is Princess Yunmeng, and it is naturally the great Confucian Xiao Chunqiu who guides her to practice calligraphy.

"It's fine. Xiao Chunqiu was helpless against this lively, eccentric and clever princess, and asked the chief manager who bowed his head: "Where is the poem of the fastest person to hand in this time?"

The manager was familiar with this, and hurriedly replied: "Mr. Hui, the villain deliberately put it on the top." ”

Xiao Chunqiu nodded, picked up the top paper, and at a glance, his expression immediately became strange.

"Teacher, this man's handwriting is crooked, like chicken feet. Princess Yunmeng smiled, her laughter was like a clear spring in the mountains, and she was happy, "This word doesn't look as good as what I wrote!"

Xiao Chunqiu coughed dryly and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, many literati and ink writers are uninhibited, and it is normal for the handwriting to be a little worse. ”

After Li Nanshan's soul memories of the two lives merged, or because it was not perfect, the handwriting of the previous life and the present life coincided, so the handwriting was ugly, and the words in the two places were still slightly different, and he had no time to practice.

After the two of them read it carefully, their expressions were different, Xiao Chunqiu was thoughtful, and Princess Yunmeng's eyes stared at the poems on the paper, slightly distracted.

After a while, the chief steward asked aloud: "Your Royal Highness Princess, sir, how is this person's poem?" The villain saw the appearance of this young scholar, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a graceful demeanor, but he looked like a talented man full of wealth. ”

"Quick!" Xiao Chunqiu suddenly hurriedly ordered the chief pipe: "Go and invite this Li Nanshan prince over." ”

The chief bowed his head and said yes. After a while, Li Nanshan was taken by him to the study.

Xiao Chunqiu walked out of the desk, took a few steps forward, looked at Li Nanshan a few times, recognized him, and laughed loudly: "Haha! It turned out to be Li Changqing and Li Lao's grandson, Xiaoyou, did you just write this poem on the spot?"

Li Nanshan looked at each other, and had already thought of a good rhetoric in his heart, neither humble nor arrogant: "Mr. Xiao, this poem was a few days ago, after appreciating the landscape painting, he returned home and pondered it carefully. ”

Xiao Chunqiu's eyes were bright, and he exclaimed: "Xiaoyou is really a genius! Good poetry!

Li Nanshan was stunned in his heart, and said modestly: "Mr. praises falsely." ”

After Xiao Chunqiu opened his mouth to recite "Drinking", he opened his mouth to taste it carefully.

"The poem begins by mentioning that he lives in the world, but is not disturbed by worldly interactions, which makes people feel confused, and then gives the answer like asking himself: 'The heart is far away from itself'. ”

"Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan. These two sentences are really wonderful! Not yet ornamented, not carved, clear as words, simple and natural, but the artistic conception of the whole poem is vividly displayed, the next two sentences are in line with the meaning of the picture scroll, the last sentence of the 'true meaning', 'forget to say' is also fresh and eternal, the charm is long!"

Li Nanshan secretly praised the name of this great Confucian, but in just a few words, the whole poem was analyzed so perfectly, it was a perfect answer for reading comprehension. He secretly estimated in his heart that these hundred taels of gold should already be in his pocket, and maybe he could still stay in the palace where the aura was relatively strong to cultivate.

I never thought that at the desk in the back, Princess Yunmeng, who had been burying her head in the paper, suddenly asked out loud: "What does the teacher mean, this poem is the one we want?"

Xiao Chunqiu stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness Princess, this is nature, I don't think there should be a more perfect answer than this." ”

"Good. ”

Princess Yunmeng raised her little head, her peach-like face was slightly crimson, and her bright eyes looked at Li Nanshan, who looked like a beautiful scholar, and measured it carefully.

Li Nanshan lost his mind a little at first, admiring that this statement of captivating the country and the city was indeed true, and then lowered his head and secretly screamed that it was not good, it seemed that things were not as simple as he thought.

Princess Yunmeng stared at it for a while, as if she wanted to keep the man in front of her in mind, and then lightly opened her red lips and asked, "Li Nanshan, do you know the name of this princess?"

Li Nanshan was puzzled, and replied respectfully: "There is a grass people in Xia, so naturally I don't know the name of Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

"That's... That ......" Princess Yunmeng suddenly stammered a little, and was stunned for a while, and her cute appearance was extremely cute.

Xiao Chunqiu was only immersed in this ancient poem, and only then did he react at this moment, first turned around and glanced at Princess Yunmeng, who was clearly a little ashamed, and then looked back at Li Nanshan, who looked puzzled, coughed dryly, and explained: "Li Nanshan Xiaoyou, Her Royal Highness the princess is naturally surnamed Luo, and this name is quite a coincidence, it is leisurely." ”

Luo ...... Leisurely.

See Nanshan leisurely.

Worst!

Li Nanshan wants to cry without tears, this is really a big basket!