"Oh? Li Yu turned around slowly, looked at the frightened poor scholar and said with a smile.

Wangsongbai was dumbfounded, stammering, sometimes pointing to the yellow-faced girl with a smug face, and sometimes looking at Li Yu with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to speak several times and stopped, and finally sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and did not say anything for a while.

Li Yu is gifted and intelligent, seeing this situation, his mind moved, and he knew that this shabby-dressed scholar must have been teased by the woman next to him, but he didn't open his mouth to break it, if so, wouldn't it have ruined his morale?

I saw the poor scholar sitting on the ground for a while, and finally stood up staggeringly, and said dejectedly: "Then you will be ugly in the next place, you don't want to make fun of it." ”

Everyone in the pavilion shouted loudly, but they didn't care about him in their hearts, the gentleman was like jade, this person knew at a glance that he was a scholar from a poor family, they didn't take it to heart at all, and what they said was just perfunctory.

"Serve the wine. Li Yu smiled, there was poetry and books in his belly, Li Yu read hundreds of volumes, and he had thousands of temperaments in his body, and waved his hand lightly, and he saw a graceful figure and good looks Qing Ji holding a silver basin with a glass of sake in it, swaying his body and walking slowly towards the poor scholar.

The poor scholar was not timid, reached out and took the cup of sake, and drank it in one gulp, as a courage.

When the sake enters the mouth, it turns into a clear stream, which is mellow and refreshing, refreshing and refreshing.

The poor scholar enjoyed closing his eyes, and waited for the wine to linger between his tongue, until the smell of wine completely disappeared from his mouth, and then he opened his lips lightly and spoke in a deep voice.

"The spring breeze is proud. ”

"There is no end to debauchery today. ”

This first sentence, the atmosphere spreads!

Li Yu and everyone in the pavilion changed their faces in an instant.

The poor scholar's eyes were closed, regardless of the great change in the faces of the people in the pavilion, and the simple and simple green shirt was hunted by the river breeze.

"Ming said that if you go for the king"

The poor scholar's eyes slowly opened, and a clear voice came into everyone's ears.

"One night" The poor scholar paused, looked around, and spoke softly again. "Look at all the Chang'an flowers. ”

Li Yu opened his mouth slightly, his expression was surprised, and he blinked his eyes and couldn't speak. The entire pavilion was silent, some people were repeating the poem, some people closed their eyes and savored it, and the noise of Yangzhou City outside came in.

If Li Yu's Wangyue is gradual, starting from the plain, with an unobtrusive superb technique to expand the entire clear and eternal atmosphere, then the current one, from the beginning is an unambiguous opening and closing, like splashing ink landscapes, wild grass calligraphy, from the beginning with the most magnificent tone to unfold the weather. "The spring breeze is proud, and now the debauchery is endless, and it is said that if you don't go to the horse, you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one night. "This alone seems to condense this excitement dozens of times.

The atmosphere in the hall became a little solemn, and the poor scholar paused, looked back, and his voice began again.

"I have to ask where Chang'an is?"

"Chang'an is only in... Under the horseshoe. ”

The poem shocked the four seats, and the pupils of everyone in the pavilion shrank, and they suddenly straightened up, and looked at the poor scholar steadily, and were silent for a while.

There was no word in the pavilion, and it was not until a long time had passed that someone on the quiet side repeatedly murmured: "I have to ask where Chang'an is? Chang'an is only under the horse's hooves." More people are still chewing on the artistic conception of this tail couplet.

Li Yu's face was complicated, and he sighed indescribably with his eyes, then took a step back and made a gesture.

This poem is extremely prosperous, and it depicts its own ambitions with an admirable brushstroke, even if it is only half of it, it is already a good poem that makes people marvel. However, when it came to Xia Yan, it actually extracted an artistic conception from this most prosperous portrayal, the former Que entered the WTO, and the latter Que was out of the world, and the two corresponded to each other, and the huge impact was indescribable. Some of the people present were still figuring it out, and some of them understood what it meant, and their faces became horrified.

This artistic conception is just that, and the last couplet, put it now, the meaning of it is intriguing.

"Brother Tai has great ambitions. Li Yu's face was dark and difficult to understand, and he spoke softly.

The poor scholar was frightened, but he only whispered: "Where is it, Li Gongzi praised it falsely, what he said in the poem should not be true." ”

Li Yu smiled and asked, "Does this poem have a name?"

The poor scholar lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said firmly: "Chang'an flower." ”

Half an hour later, this song "Chang'an Flower" spread everywhere around the pavilion

Li Yu seemed to be smiling, waved his hand and ordered the little maid to take the two jars of good agar liquid, pull the poor sour scholar, and sit in the corner of the pavilion.

The eyes of everyone in the pavilion shifted and focused on the two of them, they wanted to stand up and make friends, but they were afraid of disturbing the two, so they had to give up, thinking that Chang'an still had a chance, and it should not be too late at that time.

The yellow-faced girl couldn't hear good poems and bad poems, but from the reactions of everyone in the pavilion, she knew that instead of teaching the poor and sour to be ashamed and generous, it made him out of the limelight, and the yellow-faced girl beat her head angrily and muttered: "Dead poor and sour, I still have some skills." ”

Li Yu and Wangsong Bai sat on the ground, and they didn't care about the pickles on the ground, two pots of agar liquid, one pot for one person, and drank it to the fullest.

"Brother Wang. Why are you going to Chang'an this time?" Li Yu was already sitting cross-legged at this moment, putting his pot of elixir in front of him, and behind him, a woman with a seven-point face tied his hair.

The poor scholar responded: "My generation of scholars should be famous in the examination and become an official in the court, isn't this why Gongzi Li?"

Li Yu raised his head and exhaled faintly, and waved his hand to make this Qing Ji, who had won the Oiran Appraisal in Goolan Academy, look sad, "Now the court is full of thieves and thieves, so it's okay not to enter." ”

The poor sour scholar took a small sip of wine lightly, only to feel that his mouth was full of words, his heart was clear, and he asked suspiciously, "Why did Childe say that?"

Li Yu had mixed feelings in his heart, and glanced at the poor scholar with deep meaning, but did not reply.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he saw that Li Yu was not interested in him, so he stopped asking and drank wine.

The two sat opposite each other, but they were relatively silent at the moment, until the two pots of agar liquid were drunk, Li Yu suddenly stood up and said: "Today's methods are vicious, what is stolen is the country's society, and it is for the world's great thieves; secondly, corrupt officials and ministers are not righteous, what they steal is fame and fortune, and what they steal is the blood of the people; even some local officials know that they steal incense and jade, and they are greedy for greed, not to mention those who are extremely rich in businessmen, who are unkind to the rich, hoarding and hoarding, and stealing the property of the poor. ”

Li Yuyan was silent at this point, and after a while, he whispered, "So, do you understand?"

ps: In the end, Li Yu's sentence really felt something.

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