The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 15
"Nephew, you wrote the poem just now?" Ding Yanping asked doubtfully.

Luo Cheng was taken aback for a moment before he realized that he seemed to have said something that shouldn't be said.This "Song of Climbing Youzhou Terrace" is the Tang Dynasty Chen Ziang's visit to Youzhou Terrace, sighing with emotion from the past to the present.

This poem does not exist now!

next?Or...Luo Cheng was caught in a short thought, he quickly came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Uncle misunderstood, how can I write such a meaningful poem? This poem is a I heard the chanting by a high-ranking person by chance, and I remembered it in my heart, but now I see this scene, but I feel it."

Luo Cheng still didn't accept the offer in the end. He thought for a while, but he quickly understood the powerful relationship.Although this "Dengyouzhou Taige" is awesome, it is not suitable for him today.

Thinking that a 12-year-old boy actually recited such a sad poem about the world, what would others think?How much trouble will it cause him?

On the contrary, it is straightforward to admit that this "Dengyouzhou Taiwan Song" was made by someone else. As for who it is, there are many articles to discuss.After all, people in the world don't hear this poem, how to get it is not just what he said.

Hearing Luo Cheng's reply, Ding Yanping smiled more approvingly.Such an honest and humble young man was exactly what he was looking for!
Today's world, since the world was unified, can be described as peaceful.And because the world is peaceful, there are many literati who have nothing to do.These literati just like to write poems and articles.

It can be said that as long as Luo Cheng directly admits that he got the poem, he did it.Luo Cheng was able to gain a huge reputation, just like cheating, the praise of literati is almost equivalent to the recognition of the upper class.

But Luo Cheng replied truthfully, his words were sincere, he didn't see falsehood, he didn't care about these reputations, and he had the demeanor of a man who is calm in the world.Ding Yanping liked such a noble quality very much.

Of course, in fact, Luo Cheng didn't think so much, nor did he think that Ding Yanping would automatically make up so much.He just finds it troublesome and doesn't want to make trouble.

Ding Yanping smiled and said: "I don't want to think that there is such an extraordinary person, does my nephew still remember the scene of meeting this expert in the past?"

Luo Cheng's expression paused, revealing a thoughtful look, as if he was recalling the memory deep in his mind, before he slowly said: "It was a snowy day, I just walked out of the Peking Palace, and I saw a bearded man An old man who is all white, wearing an ancient robe, with a fairy-like demeanor."

Luo Cheng's description quickly attracted Ding Yanping's attention, and Luo Cheng continued: "I feel curious, even after following the old man, the old man said with a sigh of relief: 'I have not seen the ancients before...' It is also because of this, I So I kept this poem in my heart, and I was in a trance just now, but I couldn't help but chant it."

Ding Yanping suddenly realized: "So that's the case. The old man must be an expert who hides in the world. It's a pity that I can't see it. It's a pity!"

Luo Cheng is also a little helpless at the moment. Seeing Ding Yanping's interest grow stronger, he is also more and more embarrassed. If Ding Yanping finds out that he is talking nonsense, will he be demolished?
Ding Yanping asked enthusiastically: "Nephew, do you remember when you met this tall man? What does this tall man look like?"

The corners of Luo Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't dare to be vague, and said, "Thinking about it carefully, it was winter three years ago, and the old man should have two long beards..."

To fabricate a lie, you need to fabricate countless lies to be able to live up to it.

At this moment, Luo Cheng could only automatically fill in the image of an extraterrestrial expert in his mind, and then told Ding Yanping.It was a bit speechless to say it. If Luo Cheng had known that things would be as troublesome as it is now, he might have responded directly.

"I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the new ones in the future... What a boldness!" Just as Luo Cheng was distressed and chatting with Ding Yanping, suddenly a clear voice sounded behind him.

When Luo Cheng turned his head, he saw a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe with a thin face. At first glance, he seemed to have a sense of immortality.

"Climbing to this Youzhou Terrace, with this poem, I really can see the history of thousands of people, see the ups and downs of thousands of people, the ups and downs of families and countries, it is very emotional!" The Taoist sighed with nostalgia.

"Uh." The Taoist didn't follow the tone when he came up, Luo Cheng was speechless, he said with an awkward smile: "What exactly is the Taoist trying to say?"

Ding Yanping frowned at this moment, and stared at the Taoist with a faint cold light, obviously because the Taoist interrupted the communication between the two, he was quite dissatisfied.

The Taoist automatically ignored Ding Yanping's coldness, and bowed to the two of them, and then he said seriously: "The poor Taoist just happened to hear the poem sung by this young master, and he was quite impressed, so he came here specially to make friends, and I also hope that this young master Don't be offended!"

The Taoist behaved gracefully and courteously, and his humility was not reckless, which made Luo Cheng a little embarrassed, so he returned the salute and said: "The Taoist priest is polite, but this poem was not written by me, and I just chanted it for fun. That's all!"

Luo Cheng told the Taoist in front of him again what he had just said.The Taoist suddenly said: "In this way, that Taoist is also a strange person. Everyone in the world says that poetry is close to people's hearts. If he can write such majestic and magnificent poems, this person must be extraordinary."

Luo Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, this Taoist came at the right time.If he continues to argue with Ding Yanping, he may not be able to continue.But the Taoist interjected, and finally let him breathe a sigh of relief.

But unexpectedly, the Taoist did not choose to leave after hearing Luo Cheng's words.On the contrary, he looked at Luo Cheng with great interest.The Taoist's eyes were pure but extremely sharp, which made Luo Cheng quite uncomfortable.

Ding Yanping didn't say anything, it wasn't his business anyway.

"Huh?" The Taoist who was observing suddenly exclaimed, with a look of surprise on his face, he looked at Luo Cheng and said, "Pimpedao has learned some skills of physiognomy since childhood, if you don't give up, can you take a look?"

"I don't have any money!" The style of the painting turned strange, and Luo Cheng instantly remembered all kinds of scams in later generations, and couldn't help saying vigilantly.

The Taoist laughed suddenly and said: "My lord, you are polite. This matter is up to fate. How can a poor Taoist ask you for money?"

Luo Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and said like a miser: "That's good, what about Taoist appearance?"

The Taoist waved his hand and said, "It doesn't take much trouble, just let the poor Taoist see the young master's face and palms, it doesn't take much time."

Luo Cheng thought for a while, the Taoist couldn't do any tricks at the moment, so he didn't have to worry so much.That is, he frankly agreed.He is also a little interested, what can this Taoist see from his face and palmistry?
(End of this chapter)