The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 23

After several days of this, Mr. Li found out in despair that he had no books to talk about.This kind of progress can be called terrifying. It took ten years for others to complete it, but Luo Cheng's progress was completed in a few days.

Mr. Li had to admit that Luo Cheng was indeed a genius.Such a person, don't compare with him, otherwise you will definitely feel ashamed.

"Little friend, the old man has nothing to teach you about these scriptures." Mr. Li stroked his beard and said.

Luo Cheng nodded. Over the past few days, he has been studying these classics at a fast speed, which surprised even himself.

Mr. Li glanced at Luo Cheng again. Although Luo Cheng's talent really surprised him, he had the idea of ​​examining Luo Cheng again. With a flash of his eyes, he smiled slightly and said, "In terms of scriptures, , the old man has nothing to say, but now, how does the old man test you?"

Luo Cheng was serious, but he didn't refuse. It was obviously quite difficult for him to complete the task of the system at this moment, but if he could rely on Mr. Li's influence, it would be much easier.

Mr. Li is a great Confucianist, and he has a very high influence in the land of Yanyun. If his ability can be promoted by him, it will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

"Sir, if you want to take the school exam, please ask questions." Luo Cheng said lightly, then looked at Mr. Li, seemingly thinking.

Mr. Li nodded and said: "Okay, my friend, what do you think when you look at the plum blossoms in this courtyard? If you don't write a poem, what do you think?"

"Plum blossom?" Luo Cheng murmured, following the direction of Mr. Li's gaze, this is the plum blossom that has been planted in the courtyard all the time, but because it is usually inconspicuous and never noticed, it has a very low sense of existence.

Just after thinking about it, Luo Cheng had an idea.There is a song about plum blossoms that he remembers deeply. When talking about plum blossoms at this moment, Luo Cheng can't help but come to mind, almost without much hesitation, Luo Cheng recited it.

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han opened them alone. I know it's not snow, so there is a dark fragrance." Luo Cheng recited it in one go.

Mr. Li was startled at first. Luo Cheng's speed was so fast, which was somewhat beyond his expectation, but when he heard clearly the poem Luo Cheng chanted, he couldn't help showing surprise, and at the same time couldn't hide his joy. This is love. A poet is the joy of seeing a good poem.

"I know it's not snow, only the dark fragrance comes... Good poetry, good poetry." Mr. Li no longer knows what words to use to describe his inner mood at this moment.

In the previous sentence, there are several plum blossoms in the corner, which describes the unremarkable situation of the plum blossoms here. Ling Han bloomed alone, and in the cold, they bloomed snow-white and beautiful flowers...

In the short verses, the posture of the plum blossoms in the corner is vividly described, as if the plum blossoms are contained in it. When you recite this poem, you can see the scene of snow-white plum blossoms blooming alone in the snow and cold. How poignant and beautiful it is ...

Luo Cheng bowed and said, "Sir, it's absurd." He also knew that this poem fit the theme too well, but he still had to show a little humility.

"Okay, the old man still had doubts about my little friend's "Dengyouzhou Taige", but now that I hear this plum blossom, I don't have any doubts anymore. My little friend's talent should be unique in the world." Mr. Li praised, Thinking of the previous doubts, Mr. Li was also a little embarrassed. At this moment, he actually felt that the rumors outside might not be untrue!

Mr. Li's reaction was somewhat beyond Luo Cheng's expectations. Luo Cheng pondered for a moment, then said again: "Sir, I just have another poem, and I want to present it to you. What do you think?"

Mr. Li's attention was attracted, and he immediately looked at Luo Chengdao curiously: "There is another poem? Little friend, come and sing it quickly!"

"There is a tree beside the inkstone washing pool in my house, and the flowers are blooming with light ink marks. Don't let people praise the color, just leave a clean air to fill the universe." Luo Cheng looked at Mr. Li and recited the "Ink Plum".

Luo Cheng has also thought about this "Momei", the character and character in it are indeed extraordinary, but it does not match the current scene.On the contrary, the strength of character fits somewhat with Mr. Li.

"Don't be praised for your good color, just leave the clean air to fill the universe..." Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, as if he was sinking into it, he was in a trance, this sound of not being praised for his good color... seemed to be a portrayal of his first half of his life.

He doesn't seek fame and fortune, and he doesn't seek power and authority. Luo Yixuan came to teach Luo Cheng this time, and it was Luo Yixuan who condescended to invite him. This poem that Luo Cheng gave him is so appropriate, isn't it really made for him? ?
Mr. Li was speechless, he thought of himself, and also of the ink plum that Luo Cheng chanted, the light color, rising in the wind, the light fragrance, not strong, but so clear...to stay clear Full of energy!

"Bring paper and pen!" Mr. Li finally moved, but there was a strange brilliance in his eyes, ordering the waiter beside him to fetch paper and pen.

Mr. Li spread out the white paper, and Luo Cheng looked at it with a strange expression on his face. He wondered what Mr. Li wanted to do?Do you want to write down Luo Chengyin's poems, or something else...

Soon, Luo Cheng's doubts came to fruition.

On the white paper, a faint ink color was rendered, and suddenly blossoming plum blossoms appeared on it. The color was calm and not strong, but from the paper, it seemed to be able to feel the fragrance.

"This is Momei?" Luo Cheng was also stunned. Mr. Li's move was really unexpected. At this moment, it seemed that there were only Mr. Li and the unfinished pair of ink plum blossoms in the world.

When the ink plum blossoms gradually open, the fragrance gradually becomes stronger, as if a painting is about to come alive.

"It's so beautiful!" Luo Cheng looked at Mo Mei and suddenly admired.This kind of ink painting is different from western oil painting, and what I care more about is the artistic conception contained in the painting.What surprised Luo Cheng even more was that he seemed to see the poem of Momei just now among the ink plums.

Just like there are paintings in Du Mu's poems, and there are poems in the paintings, it seems that he and Mr. Li accidentally created them together.The artistic conception of this pair of ink plums fits with ink plum poems, and the artistic conception of ink plums is exactly the same as that of ink plum paintings. It is simply a match made in heaven.

"Mr.'s painting skills are really extraordinary." Luo Cheng said from the bottom of his heart, this kind of painting skills can already be called a master.

Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the ink plum painting, he sighed a long time, and said with emotion: "This painting is probably the pinnacle of this old man."

He looked at Luo Cheng solemnly, and said: "This painting is made by my friend "Ink Plum". This painting, I gave it to my friend. I also accepted my friend's poem."

Mr. Li was serious, picked up the brush and wrote "Momei" on the ink plum painting, and couldn't help saying: "I am making this ink plum today, I am afraid that in the future, it will be difficult to have such a painting again."

Luo Cheng smiled wryly and said: "Sir, you are worrying too much. If you can succeed today, you will naturally succeed in the future. Too much worry will only increase your troubles."

Mr. Li laughed dumbly and said: "If that's the case, then I'll borrow my friend's words."

Mr. Li handed Mo Mei to Luo Cheng, Luo Cheng hesitated for a moment, but reached out to take it.

(End of this chapter)