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"Your Majesty!" Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes and pointed his finger at Qin Lang: "It's him!"
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and a handsome young man smiled at them.
"He is" Yu Shinan looked at Qin Lang doubtfully and said, "Who is that boy? He is so young. Is this poem really written by him?"
"Then there is still a lie?" Cheng Yaojin was unhappy: "You have ambitions but you are young! Your Majesty and I watched him write this poem!"
Yu Shinan and Kong Yingda looked at each other, but Ouyang Xun didn't care so much. When Cheng Yaojin pointed out the person, he took a piece of paper and rushed towards Qin Lang, slapping the paper on the table in front of him: "Write! "
Great scholars like them are very focused when they are immersed in one thing. There is only Qin Lang in his eyes at this time, and even Li Er, who is sitting next to him with a faint dark face, is ignored by him.
Qin Lang saw Lao Cheng pointing at him from a distance, and he only had time to give him a smile back when he saw an old man with completely white hair and beard rushing towards him menacingly. Before he could even greet him, he was startled by the old man's actions. For a moment.
He stood up, saluted the old man and asked, "I wonder what I want you to write?"
"Write! Write poetry!" Ouyang Xun blinked: "I don't believe you are already a master of calligraphy at a young age, so you write!"
"Are there any restrictions?" Qin Lang asked helplessly.
He finally saw that this old man is a real scholar! In the face of knowledge, people ignore all status and power, only look at what they want to see, and have no distractions. This is the true scholar!
"Since we are looking at snow and appreciating plum blossoms, we should use plum blossoms as the theme!" Ouyang Xun thought for a while and said.
Qin Lang thought for a moment, dipped his pen in ink, and started writing on the paper Ouyang Xun brought.
Yu Shinan and Kong Yingda, who were far away before, also hurried over and gathered around Qin Lang holding their breaths. When he wrote a sentence, the two of them read it out.
"The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise the color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe."
The font is still the same as before, but this time it is written under their witness. At this point, there is no doubt in the minds of these people!
"Good calligraphy! Good poetry!" Yu Shinan and Kong Yingda clapped their hands in admiration.
Qin Qiong has always been like an invisible person on the side, and when he heard the two people's praise, his face showed pride.
Your children are great! Be able and capable, be talented and talented! What's even more rare is that he is compassionate and compassionate at a young age, his character is not exaggerated, and he is mature and steady unlike a young man!
Today, with the praise of these two great scholars, Alang¡¯s status in the literary circle has been confirmed!
Who said that scholars can¡¯t come out of the gate? Pulling Alang down in front of them will definitely give them a loud slap in the face!
"You really wrote it! Did you create this character?" What Ouyang Xun cares about most is the font: "Does this font have a name?"
"It was not created by the boy, but taught to me by the master. The master said that this character was created by a calligraphy master named Liu, so the master called it Liu style."
"Which great scholar is your master? Can you recommend me to him?" Ouyang Xun looked at Qin Lang expectantly and asked, even Yu Shinan and Kong Yingda were the same.
Qin Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not that the boy is unwilling to introduce some elders, but that the master cannot meet the elders."
"Why is this? Could it be that your master" Yu Shinan looked surprised and then suddenly realized, with a look of pity on his face.
It is really a great pity in the world that such a great Confucian has never been able to meet him!
"The elders have misunderstood." Qin Lang bowed and saluted with a helpless face: "Young man Qin Lang, I have met all the elders."
"Qin Lang?" Kong Yingda frowned: "This name is so familiar"
"How can you not be familiar with it?" Ouyang Xun looked at Qin Lang in surprise: "We didn't know that the legendary Qin Immortal who could control the wind and rain actually had such talent!"
"Qin Immortal? Qin Lang!" Yu Shinan and Kong Yingda suddenly realized.
Isn¡¯t it? No wonder the name sounds so familiar!
No wonder this guy said that he was unwilling to help them introduce his master from time to time, but he couldn't do it at all!
Who can have the fate to meet the ancestor?
¡°Besides, immortals already know everything, so wouldn¡¯t it be easy to teach a disciple a font that they have never seen before?
Although they don¡¯t go to court very often, many of them listen to their servants and their parents.Talking about the deeds of Immortal Qin, even in the market, you can always hear rumors about this young man.
Some time ago, there was a rumor that this Qin Immortal used his own energy to ripen grain so that the people of Chang'an would not go hungry during the snow disaster, so that the court could provide grain for disaster relief.
At that time, they lamented the selflessness of Immortal Qin, but they didn¡¯t expect to see the real person today!
"Although he is young, he cares about the people. Not bad! Not bad!" Yu Shinan looked at Qin Lang with admiration and said.
"I heard that you can call the wind and rain? Can you also make dead trees bloom?" Kong Yingda looked at Qin Lang curiously and asked.
"Small means are not worth mentioning!" Qin Lang was very humble, but he complained helplessly in his heart.
Isn¡¯t this a poetry meeting? Aren¡¯t these people all great scholars of the world? Is it really such a weird thing? Is it really okay for the building to be crooked like this?
"Wow hahahaha!" Lao Cheng listened to the praises of several people and laughed wildly: "How is it? Are the poems written by my Alang good?"
"You old guy, even if Qin Lang's poems are good, what does it have to do with you, an old man?" Yu Shinan has been unhappy ever since Cheng Yaojin insisted on asking for invitations that day, and he has been unhappy when he sees him again today!
"Who said it doesn't matter? Alang is my second brother's son! That's my Lao Cheng's nephew!" Lao Cheng curled his lips at Yu Shinan disdainfully and threw the word "gan" directly to the horizon: "You can't kiss this again. It¡¯s related!¡±
The pride on Qin Qiong¡¯s face is simply unbearable to look at: ¡°The dog is scribbling wildly, it cannot be taken seriously, it cannot be taken seriously!¡±
"Haha, Mr. Yi Guo is so polite!" Kong Yingda twisted his beard and laughed, with admiration in his eyes: "Your Majesty has the fate of being an immortal and has become a disciple of an immortal. After learning this good skill, he will definitely be the pillar of our Tang Dynasty in the future! Yi Guo You are so lucky!"
"That's true!" Although Yu Shinan liked Lao Cheng's nose, nose, and eyes, he still had a good impression of this Tang war god who had scarred his body for the Tang Dynasty and made great military exploits.
"My son is not only a talented man, but he is also said to be outstanding in martial arts. At a young age, he defeated the Turks and obtained immortal food for the people. Some time ago, I even heard that because of the snowstorm, he ripened the food regardless of his health, so that the people of Chang'an did not go hungry! "
"There is no one like this in the whole world, not to mention the Tang Dynasty!"
"The second elder is too complimentary!" Qin Qiong smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He was obviously very happy in his heart, but he still said modestly: "He is still young, so too much praise may make him proud!"
Li Er¡¯s teeth were sore at the side. Ever since Qin Lang became Shu Bao¡¯s godson, this guy has become a show-off maniac. No matter who he is talking about, he can praise Qin Lang for a whole day without making any mistakes.
"Okay, Uncle Bao, I know you are happy, so stop pretending to be humble! This kid Alang is indeed a great talent!"
After Li Er said this, Yu Shinan, Kong Yingda and Ouyang Xun remembered that they had left His Majesty aside for a long time, and hurriedly apologized: "I have been disrespectful and did not greet Your Majesty. Please forgive me. "
"Please get up quickly." Li Er hurriedly helped the three of them up: "I know that all three of them are happy to see you, so how can you blame them."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The three of them thanked them again before standing up.
At this moment, a middle-aged scribe led a group of people in and ran over when he saw Yu Shinan: "Old Yu, the poems of the scholars have been preliminarily selected, and the selection can begin." (Remember this text. Website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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