Chapter 371: The Merry Boy Li Chengqian (I)

Old Li Gang is now seventy or eighty years old, and he has already passed the age of 'doing what he wants from the heart and not exceeding the rules', and he just smiled casually at Li Chengqian's courtesy to Master Taishi, and waved his hand to signal that he did not need to be polite.

But although this little old man doesn't care, Li Chengqian can't care less, people who are seventy or eighty years old, once they have a good place here, they can't tell whether this matter is not.

So after giving a gift, he hurriedly stepped forward to support the little old man, came to the back of the table, helped the old man to sit down, and then asked respectfully: "The teacher is here, but what is the matter?" ”

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's just that I feel a little suspicious when I read your book, and I can't bear to wait for tomorrow, so I ......" Li Gang compared the manual in his hand with Li Chengqian, and said the purpose of this trip, but when he said that, his eyes were attracted by the table table, and he couldn't help but freely suppress his voice, and the person slowly stood up.

"This ...... This is ......, Lan ...... Lan Lanlan ...... "After Lao Li Gang got up, he just glanced at it, and immediately the whole person froze there, stammering and unable to even say a complete sentence.

"Teacher! Teacher! Li Chengqian was taken aback by Li Gang's state, and hurriedly stepped forward, and worked hard to make the old man breathe a sigh of relief.

"It really is." Although Li Gang relieved his breath, the whole person was still in a state of madness, his body trembled, his hands were bent like chicken claws stretched out in the air, he wanted to touch but did not dare to touch, as if he was afraid that he was in a hallucination.

Li Chengqian stood on the old man's side, seeing that old Li Gang didn't seem to hang up suddenly, so he asked tentatively: "Teacher, is this genuine?" ”

"Nonsense, apart from Wang Youjun, who else can write such a masterpiece for the ages!" The excited old Li Gang stared intently at the one in front of him, as if he was afraid that it would fly away from his eyes.

Li Chengqian was reprimanded, but after learning from Li Gang that it was indeed genuine, he didn't care too much about this kind of reprimand, he was uneducated and liked to be vassally elegant, and there was no way to be wronged, just endure it.

"Teacher, the water has come, please clean your hands." After learning from Li Er about the habit of cleaning his hands when reading ancient scrolls, Li Chengqian understood very well why Li Gang didn't touch the letter, so he ordered the maid to bring clean water and prepare it for Li Gang.

Unexpectedly, as an orthodox literati, Li Gang's behavior is far more elaborate than Li Er.

Before touching calligraphy and painting, not only wash your hands, but also burn incense, and sit calmly until a stick of incense burns out, then slowly get up and appreciate it seriously.

After three days, Lao Li Gang stayed in the East Palace and did not leave, eating and living in the Chongwen Pavilion, and even on Chinese New Year's Eve, he only sent a message home, saying that he was in the palace, so that his family did not have to worry.

And in the past three days, the old man didn't know how many times he copied a painting, and Li Chengqian, who saw it at the end, was about to vomit before he stopped, and said with a long sigh: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this painting, treasure it, I'm afraid there will never be a comparison with it in the future." ”

"Since the teacher likes it, why don't you take it home and enjoy it......," Li Chengqian asked with some confusion.

Li Gang's state is very uneasy, the old guy in his seventies and eighties only sleeps two hours a day, and spends the rest of his time copying, Li Chengqian is very worried that the old man will die of exhaustion.

So on Chinese New Year's Eve, I tried to let Old Li Gang take it home to see, as long as he got it back within a month.

But this Li Gang didn't agree, I don't know if he was afraid of breaking it or losing it, in short, this white-bearded little old man was very persistent in staying in Chongwen Courtyard and never left.

"That's it, my old man is a person who is about to enter the ground, and it is enough to see this post!" Li Gang glanced at it regretfully, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, and sighed again after a long time: "Okay, the old man has been here for a long time, and he will go back today." ”

Li Chengqian saw the loss on Li Gang's face very clearly, but what could he say, he couldn't give it to the old man.

If it is sent, it is only in the pit of this little old man, such a word is left at home, and if it is not done well, it will be the end of a broken family, so in the era of the Tang Dynasty, where chivalry is forbidden by force, only in the palace is the safest place.

Of course, it would be safer if it was placed with Li Er, because he would take this thing with him.

The following days returned to calm again, and the ten days between Chinese New Year's Eve and Shangyuan made people's idle bones crispy.

The generals still did not return from the north, and Li Jing, Li Ji, Li Daozong, Chai Shao, Xue Wanche, and Wei Yongsheng's six-way army had compressed Jieli's activity space to the extreme.

Moreover, on Chinese New Year's Eve, Li Chengqian heard that Jieli seemed to be planning to beg for mercy, and the messenger sent had already passed Lingzhou, and it was estimated that he would arrive in Chang'an in a short time.

Li Chengqian, who was familiar with this period of history, knew that Jieli was afraid that he was about to finish his calf, and Li Jing's old fox would never give him a chance to breathe.

"Brother, you're distracted again." Li Chengqian, who was thinking about the war in the north, was startled by a small face that suddenly appeared, and when he looked at it, it was the little girl from Changle.

"What's wrong, Changle?" Glancing at a few little girls in the carriage, Li Chengqian said confusedly.

"Brother, will you lend us your carriage tomorrow?" In Li Chengqian's luxurious four-wheeled two-wheel drive carriage, Changle, Xiaowu and other little girls sat together, staring at him pitifully.

The carriage has now undergone continuous improvement by Li Chengqian, and has changed a lot from before, and the application of various gears and iron axles has given the vehicle a device similar to a differential, and there will be no more slippage when turning.

Moreover, the outside of the four wheels is wrapped with boiled cow tendons, which are basically no different from the rubber tires of later generations except that they cannot be inflated.

With such a modification, combined with the steel plate shock absorbing spring under the frame, the carriage basically does not feel any vibration when driving on the road.

Therefore, Li Chengqian's carriage has always been the object of concern for Li Tai, Li Ke and Li Lizhen, who are younger brothers and sisters, and will find a way to lend the carriage from him as long as they have the opportunity.

"Yes, but don't run too far." Li Chengqian nodded, he had no resistance to these younger sisters, and basically responded to their needs.

Anyway, these little girls will get married in the future, and they won't be as comfortable as they are now, so if you can spoil them, spoil them.

"Thank you, brother!" Li Li smiled sweetly, retracted into the middle of a group of little girls, and several people got together and muttered and discussed, as if there was really something confidential.