After a while of lingering, Lu Qian secretly sighed in his heart, he is really a goblin!
I scolded that dog emperor several times in my heart.
If he hadn't whipped Concubine Li, there would have been another fierce battle today.
After some teasing, Yu Li said with a bit of blush on his face, "Okay, let's stop making trouble! When I recover, you are looking for an opportunity to come over."
Lu Qian reluctantly separated from Concubine Li.
Lu Qian wanted to go to Liyang Palace, but Concubine Li stopped him.
If people in Jingyang Palace feel that Lu Qian has a close relationship with Liyang Palace, it will not be a good thing to do with him.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Shu Bin bringing a palace maid over with a piece of breakfast.
Lu Qian greeted him with a smile and said, "I have met Shu Bin."
Shu Bin glanced at him and said coldly, "Clean the rouge on your neck. If someone sees it, your master may be in danger."
Lu Qian subconsciously wiped it and found that there was indeed lipstick left by Yu Li.
He smiled awkwardly, secretly scolding himself for acting rudely, and bowed and said, "Thank you, Concubine Shu, for reminding me that Concubine Li is injured. I hope Concubine Shu will take care of her."
Shu Bin ignored Lu Qian and walked straight towards Yu Li's residence.
Lu Qian saw that Shu Bin was not a good person either.
Based on yesterday’s memory, I’m going to Jingyang Palace.
After walking for a while, he found out that he was lost.
I had no choice but to find a nearby palace and wanted to ask for directions.
As soon as I walked in, there was a group of people talking around a young man.
Out of curiosity, Lu Qian walked up.
I saw a young man writing a poem in full swing.
The scribes on the side were talking around.
Lu Qian discovered that as long as a young man wrote a word, the scribes around him would exclaim.
Then I tried my best to flatter him!
Looking at their looks, Lu Qian couldn't help laughing.
"I don't know why this father-in-law is laughing?" The young man named Liu Shiqing, the scribe, asked Lu Qian.
Lu Qian smiled awkwardly, looking at their attire, they seemed to be scribes from Daxia.
Not wanting to cause trouble, he waved his hand and said, "Nothing? Nothing... I just went to the wrong place. I wanted to ask for directions!"
"My father-in-law, your smile just now seemed to show your disdain for the poem I wrote. I don't know what you have to say?" Liu Shiqing asked.
As soon as Liu Shiqing said this, everyone in the venue was filled with indignation and said, "You little eunuch, you still dare to laugh at Mr. Liu's poems! Kneel down and apologize to Mr. Liu."
"Mr. Liu, how can this little eunuch understand poetry?"
"Exactly, which palace eunuch are you from? How dare you ridicule Mr. Liu. Do you know Mr. Liu's identity? If you don't reveal your ugly appearance today, you won't be able to leave!"
Seeing that all the scribes looked like they were going to eat Lu Qiansheng alive, he said with disdain, "Since you want me to tell you, then I will tell you!"
Lu Qian was full of energy and continued with his hands behind his back, "I don't care what his identity is. I only know that there are people like you in Daxia who only know how to flatter others! The literary world in Daxia will never make progress! Isn't Guan Shanmo just attracted by you?" The best example of flattery? You guys are the worms in the Daxia literary world!"
As soon as Lu Qian said this, the nest exploded.
"You, little eunuch, are too alarmist. You are comparing a literary scum like Guan Shanmo to Mr. Liu."
"Yes...which palace do you, a little eunuch, come from? You are so rude..."
Seeing this group of scribes, everyone blushed and wanted to fight Lu Qian.
Liu Shiqing said to Lu Qian with a look of arrogance, "My father-in-law, I listen to you. You have a lot of research on literature. Then you can evaluate my poems. If you are right, I guarantee that no one will look for it. You’re troublesome! But if you can’t tell me the reason, I will definitely make you pay for your arrogance!”
Lu Qian looked at Liu Shiqing's appearance, sneered and said, "You brought it upon yourself."
"First of all, let's talk about your calligraphy. Your writing is good, but you can only say it's a decent, standard regular script. But everyone praises you for being comparable to calligraphy masters. Isn't this just flattering? Calligraphy is about freehand brushwork, and you It’s just writing shapes, without any artistic conception!”
"Secondly, they praise your poem as unprecedented and unprecedented. It is even more nonsense. Indeed, your poem is indeed good! The beauty of poetry lies in its rhythm and beauty, but also in its rhythm, thoughts, and artistic conception. The beauty of it. Obviously, your poem only focuses on the beauty of words and ignores the beauty of its inherent rhythm, thought, and artistic conception."
Lu Qian's comments left Liu Shiqing speechless.
The scribes on the side caused an uproar, accusing Lu Qian of being alarmist and talking nonsense.
Liu Shiqing was shocked in his heart!
Because the ancestor of his family also said similar views.
Regardless of the words of the scribes next to him, he also put away his arrogance and said, "From what I heard, this father-in-law is quite accomplished in literature. Then please give me a poem for us to study and learn from."
Lu Qian was anxious to get away, fearing that Concubine Hua would blame her if he arrived late.
Picking up the pen, he started writing on the white paper on one side.
Liu Shiqing wrote a poem about plum blossoms.
Lu Qian also responded with a plum blossom by Wang Anshi.
"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone"
"You know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming"
Lu Qian still wrote it in the thin gold style that he liked very much.
"This... what kind of font is this? It looks like regular script, but it is a little different from it." A scribe exclaimed.
"This font is thin, straight and straight. The horizontal strokes are closed with hooks, and the vertical strokes are closed with dots. The strokes are like daggers and the strokes are like cutting knives. The vertical hooks are slender. Some of the couplets are like gossamers and the lines are empty. It is close to running script and thin. It's strong and sharp, the whole thing is very solid and clear, and the font is slender." Liu Shiqing exclaimed from the side.
He said to Lu Qian with admiration on his face, "This father-in-law... No, sir, what is the font you write in? Why have I never seen it before?"
Lu Qian pretended, "This is my original creation."
Everyone was stunned.
"Not only is the word a good word, but the poem is also a good poem! The first two lines describe the plum blossoms in the corner, which are not afraid of the severe cold and bloom alone proudly; the last two lines describe the fragrance of the plum blossoms! The plum blossoms are used to personify people and bloom alone in the cold, which symbolizes the noble character of Dian. The subtle fragrance is refreshing, symbolizing his talent. It also uses the strength and noble character of plum blossoms to represent those who, like poets, can still persist in integrity and advocate justice in difficult circumstances. The language of the whole poem is simple, and the writing is very plain and restrained , but it is profound and thought-provoking. What a poem! What a poem! At this time, it is unprecedented and unprecedented!" Liu Shiqing said with excitement on his face, admiring it like a charm.
"Well, I can leave now." Lu Qian was anxious to report and said to Liu Shiqing.
"Naturally...naturally..." Liu Shiqing said with admiration on his face.
Within a few steps of Lu Qian, Liu Shiqing trotted up to Lu Qian and said, "Sir, wait a minute!"
