Chapter 170: Lime Moan
170. Lime groan
I'm not afraid of broken bones, but I want to bring down Wang Xiaorong...... Li Pojun tasted this sentence in surprise, and his heart was also tumbling, Nani? Isn't this lime groaning, how could Wu Yanheng say this.
"Mr. Gaoyi", Li Pojun had to compliment this heroic remark.
Looking at the pen and paper on the desk in the inner room, Li Pojun raised his eyebrows, his mind moved, and he couldn't help but want to pretend to be 13, twisted his wrist, and walked to the desk.
A few remaining pieces of rice paper were spread flat, and Li Pojun was stunned when he saw it, this Wu Yanheng was a poor family, and his family had no money to spare, how could he use such expensive rice paper.
In fact, it's no wonder that Li Pojun is curious, this rice paper has appeared in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Sui and Tang dynasties began to prevail, but it is still a piece of paper like a treasure, the price is relatively expensive, and Wu Yanheng is a civil official, the quality of life is not much pursuit, but he is very concerned about academic matters, so he also has rice paper, which is still prepared at home when the disaster is in the future, the doctor asked for pen and paper to write the prescription, the old housekeeper was in a hurry, and took out the rice paper that his master treasured.
Watching Li Pojun walk to the desk, holding the pen and paper, what are you doing with the pen and paper? Don't...... Your Highness wants to write poems again? Su Dingfang thought in his heart, after all, he knew that Li Pojun was quick to think and liked to "compose" poems.
Sure enough, Li Pojun came to the front and saw that the ink in the inkstone had not yet dried, so even if he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the paper, he threw down the pen and smiled slightly.
Su Dingfang and the old housekeeper stepped forward curiously, looked at each other, and then looked admiring.
The old housekeeper serves the family of poetry and books, and Wu Yanheng's ancestors are scholars, so the old housekeeper is also literate and can calculate accounts.
When even learning the tone of the master's daily reading, read it slowly word by word.
"Lime Moan·
Thousands of hammers were carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burned as if it were idle.
Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”
After reading the poem, Wu Yanheng was already stunned after listening to it. is still tasting the artistic conception of the poem, and is infected by the infectious power of the poem.
For a long time, Wu Yanheng was also a person who read poetry and books, and tasted it, combined with his previous words and deeds, as well as Li Pojun's reaction, could it be ...... Is this poem written for me?
Thinking of Wu Yanheng was excited, his face turned red, although they often give poems as gifts among their literati, but most of them are poems of low level, if anyone is given a masterpiece that can be circulated, it will be a great honor.
Now that Li Pojun wrote this poem, Wu Yanheng is also a person of considerable level.
Although he is not a scientific examination scholar, he is also a scholar who uses his talents.
Naturally, I read and understood this poem, but I didn't feel like the old housekeeper, I just felt that this poem was smooth and atmospheric, and I realized the deep meaning of the artistic conception. If this poem was really given to him by His Royal Highness, it would be a ...... It's really a great honor, not to mention His Royal Highness's noble identity and power, His Royal Highness is a prodigy who is famous all over the world, and works such as "Compassion for Nong" and "Lin Chang'an" made when he was a child can't even be made by many people.
It's not that Wu Yanheng is vain or snobbish, it's just that this is the common disease of literati - a good name. In the hearts of most scribes in this era and even in any era, reputation is more important than life, for fame can not be profitable, even at the cost of life to be famous, and the literati are also light, in the final analysis, it is fame, of course, there are many people who are indifferent to fame and fortune, do not seek fame, not good profit, how many such noble people live in seclusion in the mountains and forests.
Sitting on the bed, looking at the paper with burning eyes, the old housekeeper was intimate, and hurriedly presented the paper, Wu Yanheng took it and looked at it, and was amazed for the first time, he had heard the verses, but he had not seen the handwriting before, and when he saw it with his own eyes, his eyes were full of admiration and amazement.
There is no other reason than this font, this calligraphy is too unique, too eye-catching.
Immediately, he also asked tentatively: "Smart and fast, the handwriting is thin, the gold and silver strokes, and it is the thinnest without losing its flesh, Your Highness, Your Highness, is this the font created by Your Highness, thin gold body?"
Li Pojun also smiled freely when he heard this, very casually, Wu Yanheng saw that this was indeed the legendary thin gold body, and his hands immediately trembled.
Li Pojun's previous life copied the thin gold body of the "Regular Book Thousand Character Text" and other thin gold characters are quite a lot, and the old man has to supervise and teach, although he does not dare to say that the collection is complete, but it is also a little charm, although it is a little immature, but in this era it is the only one that opened the sect, Song Huizong Zhao Ji's thin gold body atmosphere is unique, the earliest should be born from Chu Suiliang's thin body book, but at the moment Chu Suiliang has not studied the thin body, Li Pojun's half-hung thin gold body is naturally a sensation Shilin.
Although the thin gold body has been famous for a long time, many people have never seen it, after all, Li Pojun's ink treasure is very rare, only a few close people can get one or two, as for the title such as the door plaque, it is only the only one of the Dragon Guardian Villa, which also leads to many people in order to see the thin gold body, specifically to go to the Dragon Guardian Villa to see, which also makes the Dragon Guardian Villa very popular.
The legendary few real works of thin gold are now in his hands, how can Wu Yanheng not be excited, and it is possible that this poem was written by him.
Glancing at Li Pojun, Li Pojun smiled and said, "Stones can only be mined from the mountain after many impacts. It regards the burning of the fire as an ordinary thing, and even if it is broken to pieces, it is not afraid, it turns into lime, and is willing to leave its innocence in the world. This is so similar to Mr., Mr. was oppressed by traitors, but he did not give in, even if he admonished each other with death, his body and soul were destroyed, he had no regrets, leaving only a high righteousness and a blood, how heroic. ”
Wu Yanheng was red-faced when he heard it, he was definitely not shy, on the one hand, he was very happy, this poem was really given to him, and this poem was really praised for him. On the other hand, I am panicked, this highness...... It's too straightforward to praise people, are people so good, I'm embarrassed to say that people.
Su Dingfang is also a person who is both civil and military, and he has read poetry and military books since he was a child, and he can understand the lime chant that is not profound.
Immediately, he also sighed in admiration: "His Royal Highness entrusts the gifts, condenses the penmanship, completes it in one go, is simple and atmospheric, does not carve, writes out Mr. Wu's high righteousness, praises Mr. Wu's integrity, this poem should be a top-quality work, but in my opinion, there is a fly in the ointment?"
After that, he looked at Li Pojun and the others with interest.
How many people listened, oh? There are also fly in the ointment of such an awesome poem.
Li Pojun thinks that Yu Qian's masterpiece has been circulating for N years and is still highly respected, is it really a fly in the ointment that has not been discovered for hundreds of years?
What Wu Yanheng thinks is that His Royal Highness's masterpiece is already the most awesome gift poem he has ever seen, such a masterpiece, it's not that I despise you, but there can be a fly in the ointment picked out by your martial arts?