Chapter 883: Persuasion of Poetry

883. Persuasion of poetry

After everyone greeted him, Li Pojun walked to the door, looking at the bustling crowd, Li Pojun said loudly: "The sage heard that this bookstore sells books cheaply, providing books and spreading knowledge to the poor people who can't afford to buy books, and it is really a bookstore with a conscience. I was specially instructed to come over to cut the ribbon and unveil the plaque, and I will have to take care of all the villagers and elders in the future." Saying that, Li Pojun smiled and bowed.

The people were a little flustered when they saw this meeting for the first time, and they were busy returning the salute, and they suddenly felt that they were both happy and moved in their hearts.

Li Pojun didn't say much, turned around and took the scissors in Li Zheng's hand, and cut the red silk on the store sign short with a click, and the red silk fell, revealing the three big characters floating on the big plaque - Golden House. And the sharp-eyed people can also see that there are three small characters in the lower right corner, which are Li Shimin's signature.

Hearing that this is the imperial pen of today's sage, the common people are visiting again, showing reverence, although Li Shimin has only been on the throne for less than three years, but since the former King of Qin, Li Shimin's prestige and popularity have never been low.

After cutting the ribbon, Li Pojun bowed his hand to a young man next to him and said, "Uncle Han, let's go in and have a look."

The elegant young man is the current Han King Li Yuanchang, and he is also considered to be a virtuous name among the princes of many clans, good at calligraphy and painting, and some are famous, if Li Yuanchang is honestly an idle prince, Li Shimin will definitely be able to make this half-brother rich and noble for a lifetime, but Li Pojun knew that Li Yuanchang later died, and was involved in the rebellion of Duhe Hou Junji and others, and died in the country.

Of course, now, Li Yuanchang is still the elegant person who is idle and wild, and has a heart for calligraphy and painting.

"Haha, this is nature, I want to see, go, and advance together." Saying that, Li Yuanchang also took Li Pojun's hand and went in together, Li Yuanchang is only one or twenty years old now, which is the age of liveliness and enthusiasm, and there are not so many twists and turns, and he is very close to Li Pojun.

Looking at Li Yuanchang, who is open-minded and hearty, and has the legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties, Li Pojun also sighed from the bottom of his heart: Since ancient times, he has been the most powerful and profitable, and such a free and easy prince has become greedy later.

As soon as I entered the bookstore, there were rows of bookshelves inside, and there were comfortable tables and chairs in the middle of the shelves, that is, private seats, which made Li Yuanchang and others who came in refreshing.

Li Zheng leaned over again, and said with a grin: "Your Highness, there is a white wall there, which can be used for people to write inscriptions and poems. ”

When Li Pojun heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he tried his best to resist the urge to kick Li Zheng over, and slandered in his heart: Isn't this planning to let me steal poetry again.

Li Yuanchang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he slapped his face and smiled: "Wonderful, the poems inscribed on the white wall are really wonderful." Your Highness, you are good at writing poems and poems, you should make a good start, and you should write a poem today."

Li Yuanchang said that, Liu Hongji and others also agreed, Li Pojun saw that he really couldn't refuse, and his face was not red, and his heart did not beat.

Bookstore poems? It has to be appropriate to the situation, what type of bookstore should be written, the bookstore is a place to read and learn, and it is good to persuade students to learn the type of poetry.

As soon as his heart moved, Li Pojun smiled secretly, persuading him to learn poetry, there can be no more, Li Pojun thought about it a little, and stretched out his hand heroically and said: "Take pen and ink."

With the prepared pen and ink on the side, Li Pojun's eyes twitched, damn, it turned out that Li Zheng had planned it a long time ago. I have all the poems in my chest, otherwise I will make a fool of myself if I can't say anything, Li Pojun glared at Li Zheng, and he will definitely teach this guy a lesson when he goes back.

Li Pojun raised the pen to moisten the ink, looked at the white and flawless white wall, smiled slightly, shook off the remaining ink, and the inscription was to wave his arm and write: "Persuade to learn."

The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying.

The black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late".

The iron hook is drawn with silver, and a seven-word persuasion poem standing proudly jumps on the white wall, and is about to throw the pen, Li Zheng is busy holding it, "Lang Jun, I haven't named it yet."

Li Pojun patted his head and wrote: On the third day of September in the second year of Zhenguan, Li Wenhan.

Li Zheng saw Hehe and smiled, overjoyed, as if he remembered something, he was busy pulling Chen Kang, who was guarding at the door, "Come on, Lao Chen, where is His Highness's seal, is the private seal there?" Come, print one, print one". Li Zheng pulled Chen Kang and walked to the white wall,

Chen Kang was also stunned when he saw this, and nodded straightly, "In, in, give." Chen Kang didn't see it, he took out a small package from his arms, took out a small seal and handed it to Li Zheng, Li Zheng turned around and snapped and stamped a boxy seal next to Li Wenhan.

Li Pojun is full of black lines, Nima, you two use me as air.

And Li Yuanchang and others looked at the seven-word poem on the wall and praised it.

"The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late. Good sentences, good sentences, the sentences are simple and unpretentious, but they are plain and straightforward, and they should be famous sentences for persuading poetry to be passed down to the world", Li Yuanchang slapped his face and praised.

After staying in the bookstore for a while, Li Yuanchang, Liu Hongji and others were like a curious baby, looking here, looking at where, making excellent and beautiful tea for a while, picking up books and reading them in a good way, astronomy and geography, arithmetic laws, literature and poetry, and even craftsman books, there are all kinds of books on the market.

Seeing that it was noon, and there were more and more people gathered outside the door, Li Pojun knew that if they didn't leave, the bookstore would not be able to operate normally, so he immediately dragged everyone straight to the Hero Building not far away.

Braised lion's head, boiled fish fillet, braised pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, steamed fish and other common dishes in later generations were served on the table, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, the power of appetite is not something that everyone can resist, Li Yuanchang, as the only elder, did not see outside, picked up the chopsticks and clamped a lion's head, bit half of it, and suddenly squinted his eyes.

"Soft and glutinous, fragrant and mellow, bite down, a mouth full of fresh and smooth gravy, delicious, delicious in the world." Enjoying eating a lion's head, Li Yuanchang praised directly, and went down with a few chopsticks.

Everyone was also unwelcome, eating in the wind.

"Sure enough, the chef in the Hero Building is the most authentic, and the taste of my chef is less than one-tenth of this." Fang Yiai's mouth is full like a starving ghost. After swallowing, he poured another sip of wine, and suddenly, as if he remembered something.

"Your Highness, where is the Zephyr liquor you said, why can't you drink it, this Rausch Zi Thousand Days Brew is too tired of drinking, and it feels more and more tasteless." Fang Yiai said with disgust, looking at the Chang'an famous wine Qiantian Brew with several pots of money in his hand, you must know that this Qiantian Brew is very expensive, and ordinary people's belongings in their lives are not enough to drink a few pots.