turn the clouds

Chapter 4 Verse
"What poem?" Qi Zhongliu replied subconsciously: "Of course I want good poems, the kind of poems that can scare people as soon as they come out!"

Chu Tianshu's breathing stagnates.

After a while, he said, "Master, what I'm asking is, do you want ancient style poetry or modern poetry?"

"Both are fine... which one is better?" Qi Zhongliu asked hesitantly.

There are specialties in the art industry, so it's better to ask an expert for this kind of thing.

"It depends on the situation." Chu Tianshu analyzed, "If the young master wants to appear dignified in front of boys, I think ancient style poems are better. Plain and plain, plain and plain, ancient style poems are catchy and have fewer words, yes Very suitable for use in front of friends."

"Then what if... it's a girl?" Qi Zhongliu asked, "Is it because modern poetry is better?"

"Girls...it's hard to say, girls are more complicated."

"How to say?"

"Boys are rarely as meticulous as girls. At this age, everyone thinks that they are similar to the young master. They love beauties, love knights, and like the kind of silver saddle that shines on white horses. They are unrestrained and unrestrained. "

"But girls... there are many kinds."

"Some are gentle, and like those who are gentle, and the pear blossom courtyard melts into the moon, peaceful and beautiful; There are many longings hidden in my head, so I have to use modern poems, and I wish you happiness in this world. I only want to face the sea, spring flowers bloom, and be unconventional; If it is mundane, then use madness and confusion to attract attention, a group of pigs flew into the sky, and a group of pirates drowned on the beach, there is some irony in the absurdity."

"In short, it depends on what kind of girl you are facing."

Qi Zhongliu almost fainted.

"So, what kind of poem are you going to write for me?" He wandered around for a while, but found that he couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

He was still quite sober.

"That depends on what you want, young master."

"Do you want to be admired by the brothers around you, or do you want to please the beautiful girl around you? What kind of personality is that girl?"

Qi Zhongliu didn't have any hesitation on this point: "I want them all."

"Then I can also write to the young master, but can the young master recite it in one night?"

Qi Zhongliu was stunned: "I still have to recite?"

"That's right." Chu Tianshu smiled: "Master, you can't talk to me when you tease a little girl?"

Qi Zhongliu immediately shook his head: "That must not work!"

"That's why the young master has to recite poems."

"Can't you recite it?"

"It's okay." Chu Tianshu thought for a while: "But you have to spend some money."

"Money is a trivial matter." Qi Zhongliu breathed a sigh of relief: "I hate endorsements the most. Things that can be solved with money are all trivial matters."

As he spoke, he called his servants and asked Chu Tianshu, "How much do you want?"

"It depends." Chu Tianshu replied: "Master, my idea is that when I accompany you to school tomorrow, I will buy some small sachets on the way, write some poems in advance, and put the notes in the small sachets." In the meantime, when you need it, young master, you can hand it out with this little sachet, then just smile and say nothing, that's all."

"That's good!" Qi Zhongliu held out his thumb.

"But there is one more problem." Chu Tianshu said unhurriedly: "This also requires the young master's permission."

"Say it, just say it, I will satisfy you." Qi Zhongliu said nonchalantly, "How much will it cost?"

"It's not money." Chu Tianshu smiled: "It's because I need to write a lot of poems in advance tonight, but I don't have pen, ink, paper and inkstone..."

"Then you write, write in the study!" Qi Zhongliu thought it was a big deal, Xiaopang waved his hand: "I will give you the key to the study later, you can write as long as you like, and as much as you like. "

"If you feel uncomfortable in the study, move all the things you need to your room."

"Xiaokui, go get the key and give him the key."

"Thank you, young master." Chu Tianshu bowed and thanked.

"Okay, by the way, Xiaokui, take ten yuan for him later, don't forget it, it will delay my work tomorrow, I can't spare you!" Qi Zhongliu said a few words, and yawned: " That's it, you write first, I have to go to sleep for a while, this guy who is in class, doing homework and thinking about poetry, has been busy all day and is really exhausted."

The corners of Chu Tianshu's eyes twitched.

A while later, a maid named Xiaokui brought ten silver coins and the key to the study, along with a pot of tea and several trays of refreshments.

After that, there was no second person in the huge study room.

Chu Tianshu put the silver coins and keys into his pocket, but was not in a hurry to write poems for Qi Zhongliu.

Find out the history books that you read in the afternoon but didn't finish, and continue to look through them under the light of the electric lamp.

There are already steam engines in this world, and electricity has also begun to be used.

However, the situation in the Yun Dynasty can still be said to be a feudal society in general.

Most of the land in the country is privately owned.

Landlords do not engage in production, but only rent out their own land for profit, and most of the profits are not used for consumption—how can the landlords have any consumption points?
They have lived through the years, have everything in their homes, and most of their wealth, that is, still molds in the cellars of their own homes.

And the country seems to have no particularly good way to deal with this situation.

Not long ago, Emperor Dayun, who was killed by a steam engine explosion, had been encouraging landlords to transfer money and set up factories during his 14 years on the throne, and the policy conditions he gave were also very generous.

But it didn't have much effect.

The history of Dayun Dynasty going forward is mostly like this.

In today's society, the dominant position is still feudal landlords.

Even the emperors who have always encouraged the development of capital and industry were actually big landlords.

"The feudal society... there are foreigners." Chu Tianshu took a sip of strong tea and lifted his spirits slightly: "There is still too little to understand in these books."

Still have to find a way to go deep into practice and do a social survey.

Leaning on the back of the chair, Chu Tianshu closed his eyes, and his thoughts went back to the day when he first came to this world more than half a month ago.

That day, while he was in a trance, someone kicked him on the knee and made him kneel down.

The moment he knelt down, Chu Tianshu looked up.

With that glance, he remembered everyone in front of him.

Closing your eyes, the faces of those people came to mind one by one.

"No, I have to kill you."

"I can't kneel down."

Chu Tianshu opened his eyes with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)