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Chapter 52

Chapter 52
In fact, the little girl is not as bad as Wang Hua thought, she can only be called a weird elf.Of course, the reason why Wang Hua has such a rebellious mentality is that he has seen many unfriendly behaviors towards him from his hometown to Luoyang during this period of time.Also, he didn't want to expose himself, but this little girl forced him to expose his residence, which disgusted him.

No matter what he thought, when the two father-in-laws heard what he said, sullen expressions appeared in their eyes.Although I know that you are noble and don't take the rich and powerful seriously, our little master is still a child, several years younger than you.Do you think she can understand this truth?Why are you so fierce.

Wang Hua also defeated the little girl's tears gorgeously.He raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, and said, "Forget it, I really can't give you this painting right now. Otherwise, how about I draw another painting for you?"

As soon as she heard that Wang Hua had room for discussion, the little girl stopped crying and said, "That won't work, I want you to make me a lacquer dowry."

This is not a vegetable market, and there is a bargain, no, it is a price increase.Wang Hua shook his head when he heard that.He also saw the expressions of the two father-in-laws just now, but Wang Hua was not worried. Didn't even Wu Zetian praise her character, anyway, I don't know her identity. , Do I still want to personalize me?He resolutely said: "Little lady, this is my bottom line. If it's not because of your young age, or begging me, I also need to look at your character, otherwise, I won't send a single word."

The little girl is still young, maybe she doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.But both father-in-laws are adults.Knowing that this little flower has a bad temper, knowing Di Xiangguo's identity, she even asked him to play the flute.From this point of view, there is no other store in the whole Datang.It's not that this little girl is lucky. If it's another official, just based on this, he will be in bad luck.

They tugged on the little girl's sleeve, and a father-in-law whispered in her ear: "Little princess, in the opinion of slaves (not slaves), forget it."

The little girl thought about it, and was still a little unconvinced.But finally nodded.

Wang Hua also wanted to send her away as soon as possible, and now he has pens, inks, papers and inkstones ready-made.In fact, paper was still a luxury at this time, and many literati continued to use bamboo slips.Even the official memorials submitted to the court due to poverty were written on bamboo slips.

Wang Hua drew a picture of playing the flute and herding cattle. On it, a shepherd boy rides on the back of an ox, holding a bamboo flute under his mouth in both hands.This time Wang Hua used freehand brushwork, with simple lines, but where is his painting skills, this painting is also very vivid.The little girl seemed a little dissatisfied when she saw Wang Hua's painting time was short.

Wang Hua shook his head, and wrote another line of poem:
There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is located, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

The little girl wrinkled her nose and said, "It didn't rain today, why is it raining so much?"

"Then have you ever read this poem, Jin Tianfang slays, Bailu begins to conscript. Wang Shi is not happy to fight, his son Shen Jiabing. Xiongtu died, and the wind swept Beiping. Don't sell Lulongsai, return to Yaolin Pavilion name."

"I have read, "Send the book Lang Cui Rong and others to march eastward from King Liang" written by Chen Canjun."

This was written by Chen Ziang, but among Chen Ziang's poems, he is far less famous than his "Taiwan Song of Dengyouzhou" and "Send Wei Da to Congjun".It seems that this little girl has really read a lot of poetry.

Wang Hua asked again: "Then has the imperial court discussed not to have Lu Longsai?"

Seeing the little girl shaking her head, Wang Hua said again: "Poems can be used as metaphors. For example, to describe a waterfall, you can use flying water to flow down three thousand feet. Is it really as high as three thousand feet? Just like this poem, it may not It can only be written if it rains on Qingming, maybe it rained last year, maybe the year before last.”

"What kind of poem is that flying stream going down three thousand feet?"

Wang Hua scratched her head, she just said that she forgot that it was written by Comrade Xiaobai, and he was not born yet.He had no choice but to answer: "Okay, I can tell you this poem too, but don't make trouble with me in the future."

The little girl curled her lips, but did not refute.Probably also want to hear this gorgeous sentence, which comes from that poem.

Wang Hua read: "Sunshine censer produces purple smoke, and a waterfall hangs in front of the river, flying down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days."

The little girl clapped her hands and said: "This is a good poem. Like the poem on this painting, it rains heavily during the Ching Ming season, and pedestrians are on the way. Why bother to ask for any words? Why not change it to Qingming Rain?" Pedestrians want to lose their souls. Where is the restaurant? Point to Xinghua Village. No, I have to draw a new picture for me."

What's the point?However, some people think that Du Mu's little poem has some criticisms, even though it has been spread all over the world, it has a poignant artistic conception and a long lasting charm.

The little girl was clearly "extorting".Wang Hua could see it. If she followed her, she might not be satisfied with the next painting, so she would make another one.Don't do anything by yourself, just help her paint every day.So he said: "Little lady, this poem is actually very interesting. You listen to me. It is raining heavily on Ching Ming Festival. People on the road want to die. Ask the restaurant, where is it? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village."

"Hey, it's kind of fun." The little girl looked at the poem curiously. After Wang Hua changed it, it became a three-character poem again.

"Here, and, listen carefully, during the Tomb-sweeping Day, passers-by lose their souls. Where is the restaurant? It refers to Xinghua Village."

This time it became a four-character poem again.

"Also, it rains during the Qingming Festival, and there are many passers-by on the road, wanting to die. May I ask where is the restaurant? There is a shepherd boy, pointing to Xinghua Village."

This turned into a small order again.However, Xiao Ling was passed down from the Five Dynasties, and it had not yet appeared at this time.But it does not hinder the little girl's ability to appreciate language.

Finally seeing the little stars in the little girl's eyes, Wang Huacai said: "A gentleman says, a horse is hard to follow. I promise to help you make only one painting. If you are not satisfied with this painting, I have no choice but to make another one for you." One, but you can't take this painting."

I don't believe in evil anymore. I can't even deal with a little girl.

The little girl bit her finger with her mouth, thought for a long time and said, "Okay, I'll let you off this time."

Wang Hua breathed a sigh of relief.Just sent their group to the door, one of the elderly father-in-law suddenly bent down and said to him: "Wang Xiaolang, just now my little lady has offended me a lot, please forgive me."

"It's okay, but I have a quiet personality and don't like to associate with outsiders. I also want to make lacquerware now, so my attitude was not good just now. Please forgive me, two servants."

People say it politely, and Wang Hua is also polite.But I don't understand, I am an unknown person, why does this father-in-law suddenly respect me so much?

Not only did he not understand, but the younger father-in-law didn't understand either. On the way back, he quietly asked the elder father-in-law, "Why are you being so polite to him?"

Wang Hua got angry with their little master, and the two father-in-laws were still very angry.Later, since I painted, my anger disappeared.And Wang Hua also respected them very much.The Tang Dynasty still called eunuchs father-in-law, but Wang Hua was ingenious and called a servant. At first, the two of them were stunned, but later they understood and felt useful.But we can't let them show respect to the king, be arrogant before and respectful later.

"Let me ask you, did you see that person write those two poems just now?"

The little eunuch shook his head.

"And what about these two poems?"

"Great."

"That's right. Although this Wang Hua is very young, every poem he writes is amazing. Now that we have seen it with our own eyes, we should know that this statement is true. Moreover, the emperor is still very concerned about him. Don't look at his current situation, if he steals, his fortune is just around the corner. Look at our princess, although he has a noble status, you know the actual situation."

Hearing this, the little eunuch was a little sad.They serve this little master, naturally the master is noble and the servant is respectful, and the master is humble and the servant is contemptible.But now it seems that the situation is a little better than before, but it is still not very good.It's just that the little master is still young and doesn't understand.

The old man said earnestly: "You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must have the heart to guard against others. Now he has nothing, but once he gets rich in the future? If we offend him now, it may not be a good thing. Learn Learn from Lord Lou."

(End of this chapter)

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