Datang: Starting from Li Jiancheng

Chapter 40
Hearing this, all the students had tears in their eyes.

The little girl bit her lip even more, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely study hard and never embarrass Taiping Academy."

The rest of the people also said in unison, "We will never embarrass the masters."

The little fat man who caught the toad that day also nodded with a serious face, "Masters are all well-known figures in the Tang Dynasty. My mother said that I stepped on shit luck to be your apprentice. I must study hard to repay you." you!"

Luo Bin was also amused by the little fat man.

Dou Ying'er's eyes changed even more when she looked at Luo Bin.

The idea of ​​patriarchal patriarchy has been deeply ingrained, and what Luo Bin said today really touched her heart.

Luo Bin glanced sideways at Wang Changming again, then pursed his lips and said, "Since today's banquet is to celebrate the official establishment of our Taiping Academy, then I, the dean and master, should also encourage you."

After drinking a few cups of peach blossoms, Luo Bin's face was slightly red, and his body was still shaking after standing up.

"Mr. Wang, the younger generation is going to make a fool of yourself in front of you." Luo Bin cupped his hands at Wang Changming.

Wang Changming was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Luo Bin puzzled.

And the next moment, Luo Bin took the chopsticks and tapped the bowl, "Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return!"

"Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow..."

A piece of wine was about to be given up, and everyone was shocked.

Especially Wang Changming, the way he looked at Luo Bin changed a bit.

However, Luo Bin continued, "Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming of returning to the company of blowing horns."

"Eight hundred miles of fire under the command, the sound of fifty strings turning over the fortress, autumn soldiers on the battlefield!"

"I don't feel dawn when I sleep in spring, I hear birds singing everywhere..."

"Lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse and Glacier falling into a dream..."

"I want to take the wind to return home, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu..."

"It's so cold in the heights, dancing to figure out the shadows, why is it like being in the world..."

One after another, Luo Bin spit out countless masterpieces while drunk, and the chopsticks in his hand collided with the bowl rhythmically.

After a long time, Luo Bin stopped slightly and glanced at Li Dou Ying'er drunkenly, "Is it over a hundred?"

Dou Yinger nodded blankly, "It's over."

"That's it." Luo Bin burped and finally sat down.

Then he turned his eyes and smiled naively at Wang Changming, "I'm showing my shame in front of Mr. Wang."

Hearing this, Wang Changming recovered from the shock, and suddenly got up and bowed to Luo Bin, "Your Majesty is a great talent, I admire you."

"With people like Mr. Hou among the younger generations, the Tang literati really have a role model."

When he opened his mouth while drunk, there are hundreds of famous poems, even he can't compare it to himself.

Not only that, he may not have written a poem comparable to Luo Bin until now.

"Mr. Wang is serious." Luo Bin smiled.

If people like Wang Changming cannot convince him, they will never be able to truly win him over.

Wang Changming shook his head, then raised his glass and stood up, "Master Hou's talent is so old that I can't help but sigh."

Although the students beside him could not understand Luo Bin's poems, they could see how powerful Luo Bin was from the eyes of all the teachers, and they applauded Luo Bin happily.

After achieving his goal, Luo Bin stopped showing off, sat down and quietly finished the meal with his classmates.

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The next day.

As soon as Luo Bin got up, he saw the excited eyes of the boys.

"What's wrong with each one..."

Luo Bin smacked his lips, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yesterday I was too excited to drink too much, and now my head still hurts.

Dou Yinger on the side smiled, "The Great Poetry Fairy is awake?"

"Poetry Immortal?" Luo Bin frowned slightly.

Damn, he originally wanted to show off with the poems of Du Fu, Li Bai and others. If he even takes their names, then he is really not a human being.

"That's right, Lord Hou, the younger ones went shopping today and found out that the poems that Lord Hou wrote yesterday while drunk had already been circulated, and they were even talked about by various literati. They called Lord Hou a poet."

Luo Bin frowned when he heard this, "Is it spread out now? Can it be spread clearly?"

He read every poem yesterday, how could he pass it on completely.

The boy shook his head, "Just spread a few words."

"I just listened to them talking about spring sleep without waking up, and hearing birds singing everywhere."

"Is there anything like being too cold at a high place?"

Luo Bin sighed softly, spreading these half-sentences, fearing that he might mislead his disciples.

"That's all." Luo Bin shook his head, then returned to his seat and wrote down all the poems he read yesterday.

A total of one hundred and eight songs.

After finishing writing, Luo Bin handed over the stack of knowledge in his hand to the boy, "Take this down, and let all the people in the mansion who can write start copying, just write 35 copies."

Thirty copies were given to the students of Taiping Academy, and the remaining five copies were passed on to literati.

"Yes." The boy responded, then took the poem written by Luo Bin and went out to copy it.

After the person left, Dou Ying'er raised her eyebrows and stepped forward, "I can't tell, you usually play around and are full of poetry."

"There are many things that you can't see." Luo Bin gave Dou Yinger a white look, and then left.

But just as he walked to the door, he saw Wei Zheng with an excited face.

"Master Wei?" Luo Bin was taken aback for a moment, then immediately greeted him into the door, "Come in quickly."

Wei Zheng responded, then followed Luo Bin through the door.

"To tell you the truth, the old man is also a lover of poetry. Today, the whole Chang'an is passing on Hou Ye's poems. I just listen to a few lines and I like it. But after asking several people, no one knows the whole thing." head."

"That's why I couldn't help visiting Lord Hou."

Luo Bin smiled when he heard the words, and then said: "It's just Luo's drunk work, it's not worth mentioning."

Even though he said so, Luo Bin's face turned into a flower with a smile.

Seeing this, Dou Yinger couldn't help giving Luo Bin a blank look, "Hypocrisy."

Wei Zheng was also very considerate of Luo Bin, "The Marquis is so humble. Although I only heard a few words, I admire the Marquis very much."

"I don't know if Master Hou can tell me the complete poem, otherwise, my heart is really itchy."

Luo Bin smiled, and then sent a boy beside him to bring back the poem he had just finished writing.

"I just rewrote the poem I wrote yesterday." Luo Bin handed the poem in his hand to Wei Zheng and said in a deep voice: "As Mr. Wei said, although my poems have been circulated, they are all scattered. A few words, and I don’t even know if it’s true or not.”

"So I thought about writing them down and lending them to literati all over the world for free."

Wei Zheng responded when he heard the words, "Master Hou cares about the common people in every way, and this old man admires him."

After saying a polite word, Wei Zheng couldn't wait to pick up the poem Luo Bin handed him and started to read it.

(End of this chapter)