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Chapter 27
If you compare family background and property, Wang Hua is far behind.But what about articles?
Not to mention that he himself could write a large number of ancient prose and poems, and even words, songs, and novels that were not popular at that time.Even with his memory, he also remembered a large number of excellent poems.

And Wang Hua doesn't think he is shameless, because his time travel may form some butterfly effects, then the difference caused by time, environment and characters, and a large number of excellent poems will also be annihilated in the long river of history.Of course, those poets are still poets, but the poems they may write are quite different from the poems in the original history.

Another point, it depends on how big your wings are.

Wang Hua picked up the pen and wrote:
Haiers talk about Yingzhou, and Yantao's micro letter is hard to find.

The Yue people speak Tianmu, and the clouds are bright and dim or can be seen.

Didn't you say you want to be a couple?First of all, a couplet.Moreover, Wang's paintings are written in one stroke. If the characters on the lacquer box are also grass, they can be indulged but not indulged.But this is the extreme indulgence of these two lines, and the extreme willfulness.However, it feels like a series of sweeping sounds of Guqin, like a thunderbolt, like lightning and thunder.It was almost shocking to see.

Wang Hua didn't even look at them, hugged the wine jar, and drank down the wine again.Then he wrote:
Tianmu stretches toward the sky, pulls out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.The rooftop is [-] feet long, and it is about to fall to the southeast.

I want to fly across the mirror lake and moon overnight because of my dream Wuyue.The lake moon shines on my shadow and sends me to Shanxi.

Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lushui is rippling and the apes are singing.Wear Xie Gong clogs and climb the Qingyun Ladder.

Seeing the sun on the half wall, smelling chickens in the sky.Thousands of rocks turn around and the road is uncertain, and the lost flowers lean on the stone and it is suddenly dark.

The bear roars and the dragon chants Yin Yanquan, and the deep chestnut forest surprises the top of the layer.The clouds are green and green, and there is rain, and the water is dull, and there is smoke.

There is a lack of thunderbolt, and the hills and mountains collapse.The stone door in the cave opened in a loud voice.The Qingming mighty bottomless, the sun and the moon shine on Jinyintai.

When seeing this, the guests have been stunned by this imaginative and magnificent poem.Many guests, disregarding the face of their hosts, took out pens and paper and followed Wang Hua's writing.

Great work, great work, it is even more wanton and powerful than "Yan Ge Xing" written by the fairy boy Di Renjie met in Yanshi County!
Wang Hua took another sip of wine and continued to write:
Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the king of clouds is coming and going.The tiger drums and the luan return to the carriage, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.

Suddenly the soul palpitates with the soul, suddenly starts and sighs.I only feel the pillow mat of time, and lose the haze that came before.

The same is true for worldly pleasures. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward.When will you return when you leave?And put the white deer among the green cliffs, and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as you have to go.

An Neng smashes the eyebrows and bows the waist to the dignitaries, making me unhappy!

The last sentence is similar to Li Bai's angrily leaving Chang'an, and now Wang Hua's intention is similar.Don't look at your Wang family, we do business for mutual benefit, and I didn't take advantage of your Wang family.Even when I make lacquerware, the money you Wangjia Hanlinzhai gave me for handwork, craftsmanship, and materials may not be as profitable as you sitting in the shop and making a sale.

As for this little girl, I just said a word of caution.I will teach you how to play the music and give you the score, and I will return this favor.

Not to mention that you want to bow down and flatter me just because you are from the Wang family, and you can humiliate me as much as you want!
Why Wang Huashen wrote about Tianmu Mountain in Luoyang is easily considered to be his imagination.As for what kind of person to be different from?Almost everyone knew nothing about Wang Hua, and no one doubted it.What's more, everyone who saw this poem was shocked by this magnificent poem, and they couldn't think of anything else.

In fact, not too much, the young man in front of me with a handsome face that has begun to turn a little blush after drinking a few gulps of wine, just by relying on the song "Yangguan Song" and this song "Sleepwalking in Tianmu Mountain", he has already Enough to be proud of being among the first-class poets in the Tang Dynasty.

Considering his age, it is enough to make a group of "poets" who stay in Luoyang and gather together all day long to chant the wind, flowers, snow and moon to die of shame.

In fact, all the customers in the store now look at Wang Hua with contempt, and some even have admiration.

Dare to write such bold words as "An Neng smashes his brows and bends his waist to serve the rich and powerful, which makes me unhappy!" Can you treat him like a child again?
It's just that the shopkeeper of Hanlinzhai complained secretly.He couldn't understand why his own Lord Saburo wanted to humiliate Wang Hua, let alone the boy's such a strong reaction.Of course, they have eaten more salt than you have eaten, and they don't even have the intention of being an official, and it is even more impossible to ask your Wang family to come and climb the dragon and the phoenix. Why should you be ashamed?
This time, Wang Hua's departure did not mention the loss caused by the store, mainly because the Wang family lost face this time.

Write such words, write such poems, but few masters dare to laugh at the messy articles he wrote. This is simply an ignorant boy who has not studied for a few years, and he is as ignorant as laughing at Confucius for his ignorance.

If it was a shop assistant, or even said this sentence himself, he was a businessman in the first place, at worst, like the shopkeeper Zheng Longbi of Qizhenxuan, he was laughed at for a while, and then he forgot.But now it comes from the mouth of the young master, but it is still the best educated Taiyuan Wang family in the world, this is a big joke.

Wang Hua left.

After turning his face like this, would he stay here again, and even begged Hanlinzhai to buy his last lacquer box?

Seeing him leave, everyone came to their senses.

Grab, such a good poem, and such a good character, I have never seen cursive script that can be written in a galloping way.If you count, you can only see some shadows of this young man's calligraphy from Zhang Zhi's handwriting.Maybe Sun Guoting's handwriting is better than this boy's handwriting, but Sun Canjun's cursive handwriting is more graceful, if it is more wild, it is still not as good as this boy's handwriting.

No, in a few decades, Zhang Xu will be born, which is even more spectacular than Wang Hua's Wild Grass, and then there will be Huai Su.But now these people have not seen it.

With good characters and good poems, this large paper covered with ink has become a treasure in itself.

All of a sudden, he reacted, wow, and stretched out many hands.

It's a pity that the ink of this calligraphy has not yet dried, and I have suffered from five horses torn corpses.Looking at the mess in the store, Wang Shu's face turned green. Up to now, he has not thought of the consequences of this incident.The little girl Wang Han just cried, and she didn't know whether she hated Wang Hua more or San Ge more in her heart.

When Wang Hua walked out of Hanlinzhai, the cold winter wind blew, bringing a bit of chill, and his mind began to wake up.

At this time, Lu Ergou was carrying the box and asked worriedly: "Young Lord, this time you have offended Hanlinzhai, what about this box?"

I follow this little master, and I really have the ability. The poem I wrote just now, even if I am a big bastard, I know it can't be better. I don't see the group of guests crazily grabbing the words written by the little master.This kind of phenomenon can have a few people who are treated like this today, yes, there must be some, but all of them are old men who are too old to walk, and only have such calligraphy attainments.But how big is the little master?
But this little master has such a character!

It was almost speechless, just for a while, the Wang family offended again.

Regardless of offending the Wang family, this lacquer box must be sold, not only does he have to eat, but the four of him also have to eat with him.

Wang Hua smiled brightly and said to him, "It's okay, from today onwards, my lacquerware will no longer have to worry about sales."

Wang Hua paused at this point, and then said: "And you don't have to rush to sell this lacquer box. Do you know that there is an old saying that it is sold when it is sold?"

But Lu Ergou and the four still don't understand. It's not that they are stupid, but that they don't understand the handicraft industry.

Wang Hua smiled and said, "Also, do you know what essence is?"

(End of this chapter)