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Chapter 57
Wang Hua poured the second water tea for them, and the little girl said, "Wang Hua, what are those three lines from the poem?"

The last time I went down [-] feet from Feiliu, I hit a song "Looking at the Lushan Waterfall". The little girl benefited from it, so she came up with Wang Hua's idea again.

Wang Hua didn't mind, and just took advantage of these people to spread the style of Ci.Take a look, not only articles can be written in ancient Chinese, but even poems can be transformed into Fu, which is also well written, and the effect is not worse than poetry.

But he said: "Okay, these three sentences come from three Xiaolings, and they can also be called Ci, and they can be called Yuefu."

After hearing Wang Hua's words, several people's eyes lit up.Yuefu is Yuefu, why is it called Xiaoling, and what is called Ci.I want to see it.But what Wang Hua said next disappointed them.Wang Hua went on to say: "But the boy's family is poor, not like everyone's family background is good, the whole family of the boy has to rely on the boy to make a living. Therefore, livelihood is the first. After writing these three new poems, I am sorry that I don't have time to accompany everyone. gone."

I still have to hurry up to make lacquerware. Brothers, you can do whatever you want.Don't bother me anymore, and don't bother me again.No matter what minister, poet, or prince you are, I have given you great face by spending so long with you.

When he was a teenager, Li Longji was definitely considered a character, and even the disciples of the Wu family were still horny.But with Wang Hua's words, he almost choked a mouthful of tea into his throat.What are these words? Are we all playboys who rely on the shadow of our ancestors to support us?But if you think about it, if you change it from a different perspective, I will definitely not be as awesome as this Wang Hua, and I will definitely not live as well as him.

Liu Youqiu couldn't help pinching his nose.Look at others, and then see yourself, in order to get out of the world, begging east and west, but people regard the prince as floating dust.But Wang Hua will never consider their mood now.And because the other party is Li Longji, don't think he will be the master of the future in the future, but he is even more far away.There are still many years before he becomes the future master. If I get too close to him, I may be involved in the political vortex, and then I may be dragged gorgeously outside the Meridian Gate and beheaded.

You play this big game of chess, whether you are a pawn, a rook, or a general, it has nothing to do with me.I don't make chess pieces, and I don't even touch the chessboard.This is Wang Hua's attitude.

As he spoke, he stood up and wrote down these three poems on the paper:

The chrysanthemums worry about the smoke orchids and weep the dew, the curtains are cold, and the swallows fly away.The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of parting and hatred, and the slanting light reaches the dawn of Zhuhu.

Last night, the westerly wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.If you want to send colored paper and rulers, you know where the mountains are long and the rivers are wide.

Everyone looked at it and thought, it is really weird, there are seven characters, four characters, and five characters.Yuefu is not like Yuefu, and poetry is not like poetry.But it also pays attention to rhyme.However, this strange song expresses the pain of lovesickness in such a way that the scenes are blended together, nuanced and touching.Especially in the second half, it portrays the sense of depression and tragedy to the fullest.

Wang Hua wrote the second poem, which was written by Liu Yong.

Standing leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy.In the afterglow of the grass and smoky light, who would be silent without words?
It is planned to drunken the madman, and sing to the wine, Qiang Le is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened and he didn't regret it.

Everyone frowned again. Although there were still four-character, five-character and seven-character sentences this time, the layout was different.But this weird poem seems to be superior to the previous one in terms of realm and grasp of language.

So I looked at Wang Hua again and wrote the third song:
The east wind leaves thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.BMW engraved cars on the road.The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

Moth's snow willow golden strands, the laughter is full of dark fragrance.The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and when I looked back, the man was in the dim light.

This time the layout is even more untidy.However, several people were dumbfounded.Shocked.Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows them down, and the stars are like rain. What kind of big sentence is this!
Wang Hua blew the ink, and said: "If you like it, I don't think the boy's ink is simple, I can give it to you."

"I like it," the little girl snatched it in her hands, not letting go of the four-line official script written by Wang Hua.

Wang Hua didn't object either, but he started to clean up the teacups on the table in front of Li Longji.Even the third tea is owed.Let's go, everyone.

Seeing him take a majestic King of Linzi, I don't know who he is, and sweep the floor out of the house, even the eyes of the father-in-law standing next to him are so big. Can't think of an adjective.

After going out, a father-in-law finally said, "Little prince, this Wang Hua is too rampant."

"You can't say that," Li Longji replied. He turned his head, looked at He Zhizhang, and said, "So I thought Wei Jin's character is strong, but now in the court, only He Xueshi has inherited it. In fact, this young man, in terms of character , no less than Scholar He."

He Zhizhang nodded.He smiled wryly in his heart, not only no less, but even better than Lao Tzu, at least I won't be so arrogant to King Linzi.And when I was 13 years old, I didn't seem to be as knowledgeable as him.More than that!If these poems are really written by Wang Hua, the knowledge is definitely higher than that of He Zhizhang.But Wang Hua doesn't care about these things, what he cares about is his craftsmanship.This is what made him take it to heart.If this group of literati knew about Wang Hua's thoughts, would they be mad at Wang Hua?Hard to say.

But Li Longji said this, which shows that he also admires Wang Hua very much.Of course, this is also seeing Wang Hua's talent. If a villager is so arrogant to him, the consequences will be different.

He also kept Wang Hua in his heart.After returning to the palace, the first thing he did was to report to Wu Zetian. This was not because he wanted to be a traitor, but out of good intentions. He didn't want to see Wang Hua buried.Wu Zetian is also sending people to look for Wang Hua, and now Wang Hua is in Luoyang, so this opportunity cannot be missed.And if his grandma raised it, then Wang Hua would not have to worry about food and clothing.Why be a painter, such an inferior job?

Wu Zetian smiled when she heard this, and said cheerfully, "Go and get those words from your Jiumei's collection."

Jiumei refers to Princess Yuzhen, ranking ninth.

The little girl didn't dare to say anything when she heard that it was her grandma who needed it.The grandmother is the most kind to others, but in Yuzhen's eyes, this grandmother is more terrifying than a tiger.

After watching it for a while, Wu Zetian laughed again and said, "It's really weird."

I don't know if it's a good word or a bad word.But she looked at Li Longji's expectant face and said, "Grandson, do you want me to help him?"

Li Longji nodded.

"Then you are wrong. This Wang Hua may be more complicated than you think. He is very wary."

This time when he came to Luoyang, he didn't even look for the four subordinates he subdued. How could he be wary if he wasn't wary?
"Although I haven't seen it, it can be inferred that he has a very stubborn temper. It is possible that even if I help him, he thinks it is a cheap meal, refuses to eat it, and even runs to hide in the mountains like Jiezhi Tui."

No way?Li Longji opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"I don't believe it. You will wait and see in the near future. But when the day hits the south wall, you may turn around."

"The emperor's grandma, is there anyone who is against him?"

"Not yet, but in this world, how easy is it to live a life of self-admiration?" After Wu Zetian said something that Li Longji didn't quite understand, in fact, Wu Zetian's words were her own experience. Not an ignorant little girl.But in order to survive in the harem, he finally chose to live a life of swords and swords every day.She said again: "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements for this matter."

But he turned his head and asked again: "How is that kid talented?"

There was a lot of rumors outside, and Wu Zetian was also very curious.

Li Longji replied honestly: "The appearance is not as good as Zhang Shijun's brother, but this kid has a good temperament, and he has a kind of fairy spirit."

This is what can't be obtained is a good thing, at least Li Longji's tyranny is not as serious as Wu Zetian.Coupled with Wang Hua's talent, it really made him feel this way.

"Wow, Saburo, is what you said true or false?" Hearing this funny thing, a large group of princesses and princesses also came at this time.Li Longji himself is very talented and knowledgeable, but he even exhales immortal energy from his mouth, which shows the temperament of this young man.

Seeing a large group of masters with open-minded lifestyles, their eyes glowing, Li Longji shuddered and thought, Wang Xiaolang, you can ask for more blessings.

(End of this chapter)