Datang: Li Er, are you teaching me how to do things?

Chapter 117

Everyone on the second floor of Yuansheng Building held their breath and looked at the masked man sitting among the guards.

This person looks tall and thin, he should also be a scholar.

If we can be reasonable, then we are not without a chance.

After all, the scholar's mouth is as clever as a spring, even if it is black, they can still say it is white. There are a lot of people here, if they can take a good look at it later.

With the superiority in numbers, they might be able to overwhelm this Lay Qinglian in terms of momentum.

With such a state of mind, a group of scholars looked at each other and communicated, and quickly united the front.

Tao Chengyu did not dare to join forces with other scholars. This was not the first time he had met Lay Qinglian, he had met twice before, but his luck was very bad.

Although he didn't know the specific identity of Layman Qinglian, there was no doubt that he was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

So he didn't raise his head, but lowered his head silently, and then stepped back.

"Brother Tao, why are you leaving?"

Tao Chengyu smiled wryly and shook his head, "Brothers, I'm sorry, I have a stomachache and I have to go out for a while."

Seeing this, the scholars let him go.

Tao Chengyu is from Chang'an. There are only a few Chang'an people here, and most of them are scholars from Jiangnan. Before, Tao Chengyu was just asked to enliven the atmosphere, and everyone was not really convinced.

At this time, the guard shouted: "Young Master Tao and my Young Master have met many times. They are acquaintances. It's really a fate!"

Tao Chengyu squeezed out a smile, "It's fate, fate."

"Since this is the case, Master Tao must not miss my son's new work. After all, my son has always been inspired when he saw Mr. Tao. Mr. Tao is the source of my son's thoughts."

Sensing the suspicious gazes, Tao Chengyu almost cried, he didn't expect that layman Qinglian could still remember the past.

"Mr. Qinglian is too polite, once again feel ashamed."

"My son said that Mr. Tao's appearance has brought him into an excellent state again. Please ask Mr. Tao to pass the sound on his behalf, and read my son's words to the scholars downstairs later."

"But I... I..."

With so many people watching, Tao Chengyu was embarrassed to say that it was convenient for him to go.

"If that's the case, then it's settled."

There are also a lot of scholars downstairs, even more than upstairs, but the source of scholars downstairs is more scattered, and there are all over the country.

Seeing this, Tao Chengyu could only nod with a wry smile.

Xiao Mei sensed the meaningful glances of the Jiangnan scholars on the second floor, and then thought that these scholars might deliberately criticize them.

She couldn't help being a little worried, but at this time she had no choice but to trust Lay Qinglian.

"Even if it's not as good as the Qingyu case, it's still above average."

At this time, the guard had already taken the paper for writing lyrics from Li Yun.

"Yu Linglin, chilling cicadas."

"The chilling cicadas are miserable, it's late to the Changting Pavilion, and the showers have just stopped."

"There is nothing to drink in the capital's tent..."

What Li Yun wrote this time is really the famous "Yulinling. Chilling and Desolate". This poem is undoubtedly one of Liu Yong's pinnacle works, an absolute famous line through the ages.

In the opening two sentences, everyone thought it was okay, but they were not too surprised.

"Amorous feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and it's even more embarrassing. They neglected the Qingqiu Festival."

"Where to wake up tonight, willow bank, willow wind and waning moon."

As soon as the words were finished, all the scholars on the second floor were stunned. This style of writing, this artistic conception, let them think about it for ten or eight years, but they can't think of it. Such a quatrain must be famous through the ages.

"it is good!"

The scholars on the first floor didn't have so many thoughts, they immediately clapped their hands and shouted in unison.

"A good word, a good sentence, should be clear."

"As expected of Layman Qinglian, I admire, admire."

"Sir, you should be the number one literati in the world, with good words, if you meet him in this life, you will die without regret."

The scholars on the first floor reacted so fiercely, how dare the scholars on the second floor question it.

Questioning such ancient terms will only show that they are narrow-minded and not tolerant.

Not to mention that they questioned, there was no need for Li Yun to refute, the scholars on the first floor would protect Li Yun.

Tao Chengyu, who was standing at the top of the stairs passing the message, was also dumbfounded. He never thought that he would also help Lay Qinglian to do things.

Of course, what he admired even more was that layman Qinglian would be fine if he didn't make a move, but if he made a move, it would be a famous sentence through the ages, which is really awesome.

Everyone has one head and two eyes, why is Lay Qinglian so beautiful?
"After many years, it should be a good time for a good time."

"Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them?"

After saying that, the people on the second floor were still silent. They didn't expect that Lay Qinglian would come up with such a good word.

This realm doesn't match up, just relying on them, how can they compare to others?

Compared with Qinglian Layman, they are immature children who have not yet been educated. Compared with a bachelor, the gap is too big.

People on the first floor once again applauded in unison, and some people couldn't help but went up to the second floor, wanting to see Lay Qinglian's appearance.

Xiao Mei turned her head and looked at Lay Qinglian who was in the guard with admiration. She thought it looked familiar, but she didn't think about it.

The guard laughed, and then said: "Okay, my son is very happy to meet with you scholars today, goodbye."

The scholars didn't dare to intercept or question, they stepped aside one after another and let Li Yun and his party leave.

The scholars on the first floor lined the way to see them off, applauding again and again, but the second floor was exceptionally quiet.

Xiao Mei sneered, these scholars usually look like dogs, but they are a bunch of low-class people in their bones, even less reliable than the person who always said "eighteen concubines".

Inexplicably, she thought of Li Yun again, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, and then left the restaurant.

She had just stepped out of the gate of the restaurant, when a gust of cold wind hit her face, blowing on her body, causing goosebumps to rise, she couldn't help but took a few steps back.

At this time, a figure appeared, but it was Lay Qinglian's guard.

"Miss, my young master is grateful for Miss's righteous words, and specially prepared a jug of wine for her. I hope that everything goes well for Miss, and all wishes come true."

The guard then handed over a small bottle of very stylish wine.

This is a popular fruit wine in Chang'an recently. It comes from the Western Regions. It is said to be very sweet, and you won't get drunk after drinking it.

Xiao Mei took the wine bottle with both hands, and then saluted, "Thank you Mr. Qinglian, he is a great talent in this world, but the little girl is just telling the truth, so I should not be grateful."

The guard smiled slightly, then turned and left.

Xiao Mei looked at the fruit wine in her hand, unscrewed the cork, and then smelled a sour-sweet smell, which was very pure, entered her nose and throat, and before she drank it, one couldn't help but feel intoxicated.

Xiao Mei also drank fruit wine before, and she didn't like it very much, but this time she inexplicably wanted to drink some to vent her melancholy.

"Cuckoo!"

Xiao Mei drank all the fruit wine in one gulp, feeling much happier, and then strode towards the Luohe River.

She remembered that she had met Li Yun several times before, all near the Luohe River, and she wanted to see if she could meet Li Yun.

(End of this chapter)