How can I allow you and others to get involved in my old lady's Tang Dynasty?

I heard Liu Wenjing say, "This poem is written with majesty, and the vision behind it has improved the structure of the whole poem. Once this poem comes out, this building will become famous all over the world. Brother Xuanzhen is really good at poetry."

After hearing Liu Wenjing's words, Li Xiuning scolded her mother, Xipi, for stealing the limelight from her old lady.

No, I want to talk to you, Chai Bao is not easy to deal with, you two down-and-out scribes, it is not a piece of cake for me to deal with you.

I really saw a ghost. Everyone travels alone. When my old lady crossed, first, Chai Leopard did the rationale and moved out all the necessary infrastructure subjects for time travel. The poems, songs, and fus of later generations have all been carried over, and you fucking let people live.

My old lady has traveled through a loneliness.

Right now, he was about to get angry, so he talked to Pei Ji well, if you are a civil servant, won't your conscience hurt?How can a man be so shameless?It's really embarrassing for me to travel through the crowd.

Since then, the world has lost a famous poet, but has gained a shameless Wen Chaogong. What a great loss to history and culture. As a traveler, we must shoulder the responsibility of protecting the inheritance of history and culture. This is the most basic mission. and responsible.

A good historical line has been changed beyond recognition by you messy time travelers, how do you let my old lady play?Sure enough, you can't be too quiet, you were not a good person in history, and you are still not a good person after time travel, I really pissed off my old lady.

At this moment, Li Xiuning had completely forgotten the fact that she was going to be a Wenchaogong just now, she just thought what happened to this group of people?It is really wearing other people's shoes, walking in other people's way, leaving oneself with no shoes to wear and no way to go.

This kind of Wen Chaogong's unhealthy tendencies actually made him feel more uncomfortable than his reputation as a dirty Tang stinky man.

After all, my highlight moment was robbed by others, if my old lady didn't just slap her in the face, she already held her own identity and didn't care about them like them.

Suddenly I heard Pei Ji say to Liu Wenjing, "I didn't write this poem, I don't have the talent yet."

Liu Wenjing wondered, "Who did it? There must be a lot in this person's chest. This poetic talent is really the best in the entire Sui Dynasty. It really makes people yearn for it."

Pei Ji smiled and said, "This poem was left on the screen wall, but it was signed by Chai Fenyang."

When Li Xiuning heard this sentence, she immediately became angry.

It's Chai Leopard, this guy is not a thing at all, you say you play with gunpowder, glass, spirits, greenhouses, salt purification, sugar processing, and bank trade, I, Li Xiuning, can bear it, after all, you are more Let me start first. Not to mention the time-consuming and labor-intensive construction of these things, they are still a bit technical, aren't they?
Now I'm playing Wenchaogong again, both arts and science are blooming, you have done everything you can, what is my mother doing?
You are cutting off the future of an old lady, and breaking the future of others is like killing parents.

Chai Bao, I, Li Xiuning, are at odds with you.

Now that you are so shameless, my wife is willing to go all out.

Since you have copied the best ones, I will not be polite, what Changdang, Geng Yan, Li Yi, Sima Zha, I copied them all, anyway, all Tang poems are not memorized in vain.

At that moment Li Xiuning shouted, "Little Er, bring a pen and paper."

This loud shout attracted the attention of the entire top floor.

Xiao Er is not surprised at all. After the Guanque Tower was converted into a restaurant, there are always literati and inkmen climbing here to look far away. The one I wrote at home.

Immediately, I took a pen and paper, laid it aside, and waited on it with my hands down.

Li Xiuning picked up the pen, and was about to write it, but withdrew her hand somewhat resentfully.

For a while, in order to win the favor of Pei and Zhang, I forgot that my handwriting was unsightly, and the original body also had some calligraphy skills, but knowing it in my mind and knowing it in my hands were two different concepts.

Some diners booed and said with a smile, "You are writing, shouting for a pen and paper, but never writing a word. You look like a handsome young man. Could it be that you are an idiot?"

"It's extreme, it's extreme. Some people pretend to be pretentious, but what they write is nonsense."

Li Xiuning was in a dilemma for a while, Pei Ji looked at Li Xiuning's appearance, and for some reason, he suddenly felt good, walked over, and said to Li Xiuning, "Could it be that this son's train of thought was interrupted?"

Li Xiuning saw that Pei Ji helped her out of the siege, she couldn't help being overjoyed, she bowed to Pei Ji and said, "But I hurt my hand a few days ago, and I can't handle my pen very well. I have an unsolicited request, I hope my dear friend can help me write."

"This, I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Pei Ji hesitated, if this young master's poem was the best choice, it would be a good story, but if it was a nonsense poem, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

Li Xiuning saw Pei Ji's hesitation, and immediately recited aloud, "A hundred feet to the west of the Stork Tower, there is a vast expanse of clouds and trees on Tingzhou. The Han family is empty and the water is empty, and the Wei country's mountains and rivers are half-sunset. Things have gone for a thousand years, and I still hate the speed and worry." One day will be long. The wind and smoke will make you think and look back, and you will hurt yourself if your eyes are not spring."

Pei Ji nodded immediately, "Good, good, good, excellent work."

Liu Wenjing was also attracted by Li Xiuning's poems at this time. You must know that the development of poetry at this time has not yet fully formed the style of regulated poetry. Shen Quanqi, Song Zhiwen, and Du Shenyan, the three so-called founders of regulated poetry, have not yet been born.

And Li Yi, who wrote this poem, is good at Qilu. Once this poem came out, it has beaten most of the poems in the world today.

Pei Ji immediately picked up a pen and copied down every word of the poem. Just as he was about to say something, Li Xiuning waved his hand and continued to recite, "Far above the flying birds, higher than the world. The sky surrounds the plains, and the river flows into the Broken Mountain."

Most of the poems at this time followed the inertial development of the Southern Dynasties poems, soft and delicate, full of love, lifeless, and smooth. This poem is majestic and meaningful, which is quite different from the style at this time.

For a while, Pei Ji, Liu Wenjing and the others froze on the spot. Without waiting for them to react, Li Xiuning threw out a poem by Geng Yan, one of the top ten talents in the Dali calendar, "Jiu Ke's heart is always intoxicated, and tall buildings are getting lower and lower. Yuezhen, Kansai. Going far away, thousands of sails are small, but coming late is a lonely bird fan. I am unhappy all the year round, and I feel empty and feel like I am negative in Dongxi."

You must know that poetry in the Dali period has matured, and Geng Yan is one of the top ten talents in the Dali era. In terms of poetry writing techniques, he no longer knows how many streets away from today's people, just like others are still counting their fingers. At that time, you have already used the nine-nine multiplication table, which is a technical dimensionality reduction blow.

But Pei Ji heard the last two sentences, "Unsatisfactory all the year round, Kongjue loses to Dongxi", and couldn't help muttering and repeating, isn't this a reflection of his own state of mind.

I am full of talent, but I am hesitant to waste my youth.

Li Xiuning looked at the bewildered Pei Ji, and wondered if she had gone too far. Could it be that the medicinal power of this poem is so powerful?Wouldn't it drive Pei Ji crazy?However, it feels so good for this person to appear before him, and the diners on the top floor have long been silent.

After a long time, Pei Ji bowed to Li Xiuning and said, "Young master is a great talent, Sang Quan and Pei Ji have met you before. I don't know your name, Pei Ji is so abrupt."

"Li Zhao and Li Pingyang have met Brother Pei." Li Xiuning replied to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji pulled Liu Wenjing again, and said to Li Xiuning, "This is my good friend, Liu Wenjing and Liu Zhaoren."

Liu Wenjing said to Li Xiuning, "Young master is a great talent, and Zhaoren admires him."

The three of them greeted each other, and then sat at the same table. Pei Ji asked Li Xiuning with a constipated face, "I don't know the poem you just wrote, but you can decide on the title."

Li Xiuning suddenly understood in her heart, and couldn't help but smile. This Pei Ji is also a good name. That's all, it's just to increase the favorability between him and Liu Wenjing. "Climbing the Stork Tower"."

Pei Ji's face was a little disappointed, so he heard Li Xiuning say, "This third song, why not call it "Climbing the Stork Tower for Brother Xuanzhen Zhao"."

"This, this, this can't be done." Pei Ji and Liu Wenjing looked overjoyed, "Such a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, and the two of us being named on it will inevitably spoil this poem."

Liu Wenjing nodded accordingly, knowing that Pei Ji was going to push back, and also knowing that the two of them were not qualified, but such a poem, with her name listed on it, really made people's hearts flutter.

"What to say, if I hadn't met the two of you, how could there be these humble works." Li Xiuning said, "Don't refuse, my dear friends, the meeting is a fate, and there will be a good talk in the future."

Pei Ji's smile almost extended to the ears, and his back molars could almost be seen, "It's so disrespectful."

The three of them flattered each other again, and Liu Wenjing asked, "Brother Li Xian doesn't sound like a native of Hedong, what do you want to do when you come to Hedong?"

Pei Ji also echoed, "I'm a local, if you need anything, feel free to ask."

But Li Xiuning shook her head and said, "The sages once said that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, I'm just going out to study and gain knowledge."

"There are very few people in the world who practice martial arts with such a poetic talent. It's a pity that my virtuous brother has never studied literature." Liu Wenjing glanced at Li Xiuning and said, "If my virtuous brother cultivates literature, he will definitely become a romantic person like Xiao Xie."

Li Xiuning couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said, "When I was young, my family was poor, and I had no money to send to Mr. Shu. There was an old soldier at the entrance of the village, but he was a master of martial arts. He taught me martial arts in his spare time, but he entered the border without thinking about it. From then on, he couldn't study literature."

"Time is fate." Pei Ji couldn't help sighing, "I am very happy to see my virtuous brother today, if Zhaoren and I can hold hands with my virtuous brother and talk at night by candlelight, it will be a beautiful thing in life."

Li Xiuning suddenly felt cold, and was caught between two old men. This scene was too outrageous for me. Although Pei Ji and Liu Wenjing are both handsome and good-looking, you are both in their 30s It's my fault, my wife should stay far away.

After chatting for a while, several people went downstairs one after another and entered Puzhou City.

Just when the few people left the Guanque Tower, the shopkeeper of the Guanque Tower ordered Xiaoer to copy Li Xiuning's poems and send them to Chang'an as quickly as possible.

Pei Ji lived in the official post, while Liu Wenjing and Li Xiuning were both white, so they had to find an inn to stay.

The three agreed to visit Puzhou city together tomorrow.

Not long after the two checked into the inn, in the shadows outside the inn, someone murmured to himself, "My Buddha is merciful, the fate of the poor monk has finally arrived. I really think this disguise is so subtle that the poor monk can't see it." Your daughter's body? It's really a good bodhisattva body, and it's even more difficult to have a trace of Qianlong's spirit, but this is in Puzhou City, so it's not easy to act casually, or go back and make a good plan, so that Tan Yan can't let it go What do you see."

Then the figure disappeared into the void, leaving only a lingering scent of sandalwood.

It's on the shelves today, I'll try my best to update it.Originally, I thought about [-] characters in five shifts, but after thinking about it, it was still [-] characters in four shifts.