Starting from the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 78

Li Huan grabbed the pen and paper in his hand and quickly re-wrote the topic. Zhuo Wenjun was now trying to calculate it one by one.

This time, Li Gan even told others that he was about to exit the border crossing, but Zhuo Wenjun still didn't stop calculating.

Until a moment, she angrily broke the brush in her hand, and her face as white as jade was instantly covered with tiny black dots of ink splashing, like a face with half freckles: "360 kinds! Am I right? !”

Li Huan gave a thumbs up: "Thumbs up! Pretty girl! You really like it! Tell me, if you have any requests, just ask!"

Zhang Qian next to him moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he held it back.

"Request..." Zhuo Wenjun was extremely tired. "I haven't thought about it yet. My mind is not very flexible now. I have to take a nap and then think about this problem carefully."

She even said she would sleep right away.

On the first day of the new year, someone carried a slender chair and fixed Zhuo Wenjun on the chair. There was an umbrella on it, neither big nor small, neither high nor low, used to block the sun.

Zhang Qian dismounted and walked with Li Huan while explaining: "This is a method commonly used by rich and distinguished people in Shu to cross the plank road."

"Aren't you afraid of falling?" Li Huan looked at the winding plank road ahead, hanging between the ravines on the mountainside, and subconsciously moved inward.

"It was just because of fear that my feet became weak, so I just fell asleep and let the servants carry me over, as if nothing happened."

Hearing this, Li Huan burst into laughter: "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

"If a servant falls while carrying his master, his whole family will die." Zhang Qian said with a matter-of-fact smile: "So, there is no need to worry about this."

Li Huan took a few deep breaths, but was too embarrassed to directly let Li Gan help him walk, but neither Zhang Qian nor Li Gan's skills would let him fall.

So, Li Huan was a man in front of him, a man on his left, and a man on top of him. After taking multiple insurances, he walked safely on the plank road.

"The road to Shu is difficult, it is difficult to reach the blue sky, there are thickets of silkworms and fish, so why was the founding of the country at a loss?" Li Huan looked at the mountains and valleys, and suddenly recited the poem from the heart.

Zhang Qian, who originally noticed his timidity, was about to ask him to talk so that he would not be afraid after diverting his attention, but suddenly he heard Li Huan's chant and his eyes widened!
Zhuo Wenjun, who was hiding on the chair, immediately stretched out half of his head and looked at Li Huan in surprise.

"Master, okay! This is great!" Li Gan was very embarrassed and shouted.

"Is there more? Junhou?" Zhuo Wenjun couldn't help but ask delicately.

Li Huan wanted to say that he was just sighing casually. After all, in the era he lived in before, the so-called plank roads were just tourist attractions created by later generations. How can there be such a plank road that is actually put into production and life now? Touching people's hearts?

However, looking at the longing eyes of several people, Li Huan said silently in his heart: "Li Taibai, Li Taibai, who told you to be born late? What kind of stupid poem, now it's mine, it's my poem!"

"Of course!" Li Huan smiled slyly: "Is this considered your wish?"

"How can this be counted? You have already recited it." Zhuo Wenjun seemed to be really in love: "If you really write a poem for the slave family, then you have to write a poem specifically for the slave family. The road to Shu is difficult to hear. It’s not written for the slave family.”

From concubine to slave, who knows what he went through.

"So, your request is that you really want me to write you a poem?"

"Of course!" Zhuo Wenjun pouted: "But this poem must be finished first!" Saitong is crowded!”

Looking left and right, he chanted again: "There is a bird path in Taibai in the west, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapses and the mountains destroy the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to heaven are connected. There is a high mark for the six dragons returning to the sun above, and there is a rush below. The waves have turned and turned back to Sichuan.”

Looking back at the canyon and the river, Li Huan looked up at the sky and sighed. Sure enough, he saw the yellow crane flying into the sky, so he made another skill: "The yellow crane can't fly yet, and the ape wants to overcome its sorrow and climbs up. How can the green mud be coiled, a hundred steps There are nine folds in the rocky mountains. I went to the Lijing Well, raised my head, and sighed, stroking my head with my hands."

The latter ones are gone. Li Taibai will add them later. He can't be too unkind.

"Gone?" Zhuo Wenjun is really not a young woman who is easily fooled: "According to the emotion of the poem, shouldn't it be gone?"

"This is improvised. If I say it's gone, it must be gone. How about one final confirmation? Do you really want me to write a poem for you?"

Zhuo Wenjun bit his lips, and his appearance was alluring: "That's right, the poems written by Junhou to His Majesty have already been circulated in Chang'an City, and my family is just a merchant's daughter, with a meager status, but if you can win Jun A poem written by a prince can be passed down through the ages, and a poem by a prince can be passed down through the ages, and the slave family can also be passed down through the ages!"

Li Huan gave a thumbs up: "What a good idea, what a calculation! I thought you would use this as a threat to make paper! Don't fight for temporary gain, but fight for eternal prosperity!"

"The slave family is not small. Let's see if Junhou's poems can be passed down through the ages!" Zhuo Wenjun's cunning smile at this moment made only three words emerge in Li Huan's mind: "So coquettish!"

"One poem is not enough, I will give you two poems!" Li Huan blurted out: "There is a beautiful woman in the north. Unparalleled and independent. Look at the charming city. Then look at the charming country. I would rather not know the beautiful city and the beautiful country. Beautiful women are hard to find again. "

Li Yannian doesn't know where he is hanging out at the moment. He is a majestic monarch of the Han Dynasty. What's wrong with using this poem for himself?
Zhuo Wenjun exclaimed, her reaction was so great that she almost fell off the chair. She turned around, lay down on the chair, and looked at Li Huan with a pair of clear eyes.

Li Huan was just having fun, after all, she wouldn't get pregnant if she just had fun, right?
"Pingping is more than thirteen, cardamom is at the beginning of February.

The spring breeze is ten miles away on Chencang Road, and it is not as good as rolling up the bead curtain. "

Seeing that Zhuo Wenjun was about to shed tears, and his emotions were heightened to this point, Li Gan, the second best, suddenly exclaimed in a blustering manner: "What a sentence! What a sentence! Master!"

Zhuo Wenjun shyly hid behind the chair, and Li Huan withdrew his teasing gaze: "What's the good thing?"

"Huh? This..." Li Gan was at a loss for a moment: "Master, are you okay?"

"Don't say anything next time, no one will treat you as a mute!" Zhang Qian on the side cursed depressedly, how could a smart man like Junhou have such a stupid disciple?

Li Gan shrank his head like a quail, and Gan Fu beside him said: "The road to Shu is a very good place to practice archery, I will go ahead with you."

Li Huan said hurriedly: "Don't scare people!"

Carrying two strong bows on his back these days is no less than carrying two big obstacles in his previous world.

"Master, don't worry, we are armored guards, and passers-by know that we are not bandits." Li Gan was able to escape the master's questioning, and his wisdom suddenly increased.

"Junhou, if you think this woman is smart, why not..." Zhang Qian won the man's heart and looked at Li Huan with a smile.

If there are some things that are inconvenient for you to do, I can help you.

(End of this chapter)