Li Qinzai was really shocked.
King Luo Bin, one of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, although his official career was miserable, he was a real big shot in literature.
Looking carefully at the big shot in the world of literature and poetry, King Luo Bin is now about thirty years old. He is wearing a simple and old gown. The gown seems to be old and a little unfit, but it is still neatly ironed.
He couldn't afford a jade belt around his waist, so he used a piece of brocade cloth with a few iron buckles instead. The heels of a pair of Qingyun boots on his feet were almost worn out, so that in order to reduce the wear and tear, King Luo Bin seemed to be tiptoeing whether he was standing or walking. His posture looks a bit arrogant, like a street kid collecting protection money.
Li Qinzai couldn't help but be amazed after looking at it.
The word "poor" should be tailor-made for King Luo Bin, right?
If he hadn't reported his name just now, Li Qinzai would have wanted to give him a few pennies.
"Are you King Luo Bin?" Li Qinzai looked at him in disbelief.
Were all the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty so miserable?
King Luo Bin stood in front of him with his chest raised, his expression a little reserved and a little arrogant: "That's right."
Li Qinzai clapped his hands and said happily: "I have admired you for a long time."
King Luo Bin was startled, and suddenly said happily: "Do you know Mr. Li County?"
"I know you, of course I know you. Your masterpieces have been spread throughout the Tang Dynasty. Which scholar has never heard of your name? "There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world." Back then, I stayed in school until eight o'clock and could not recite the full text..."
Luo Bin Wang Xinyue's face suddenly stiffened, and he lowered his face in embarrassment: "...I didn't do it."
Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment and rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Ah, maybe I misremembered, 'How many people fought in ancient times'?"
King Luo Bin's cheeks turned red and his face became more and more ugly: "I didn't do it either."
"'When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, just say that I am in Chang'an City'?"
"……no."
"'Wild fire, in spring'?"
"...County Uncle Li, why don't you just slap me in the face? It might make you feel better." King Luo Bin said with a sad look on his face.
Li Qinzai became a little impatient: "It's not this, it's not that, did you, the Four Heroes, buy it with money?"
King Luo Bin sighed sadly: "I have little talent and little knowledge, and I am not qualified to seek advice from Li County's uncle. Please say goodbye!"
Just as he turned to leave, Li Qinzai suddenly felt blessed and grabbed him: "I know! 'Goose Goose, Qu Xiang Sings to the Sky', right? Right?"
King Luo Bin raised his head and looked at the sky speechlessly.
There are many masterpieces in his life, but the only one he can remember is a play he made when he was seven years old.
Otherwise, you should delete me...
However, thinking of his dim future and the good intentions of the Lord of Jinxiang County, King Luo Bin decided to endure it.
Finding a job is not easy, both today and in the past.
"County Uncle Li has a good memory, and it was him who composed "Ode to the Goose." King Luo Bin said dejectedly.
Li Qinzai said happily: "I have told you that I have admired you for a long time, right? Your poem is good. It was the first poem I memorized when I was a child. It is a good poem! It has profound meaning and is thought-provoking. It will definitely be a quatrain that will be passed down through the ages. "
King Luo Bin reluctantly bowed his head and thanked him, stood up straight, and suddenly recalled the lines of the poem that Li Qinzai had just read incorrectly.
"There are close friends in the sea, and there have been many battles in ancient times. The spring breeze blows again..." King Luo Bin murmured in a trance.
King Luo Bin woke up and felt excited all over. Every sentence County Uncle Li just said was a wonderful poem, and he had never heard it before. It was obviously written by Li Qinzai himself.
With his mind buzzing, King Luo Bin finally understood that just now Li Qinzai seemed to have accidentally misspoke about his work, but every sentence he spoke was much better than what he had written.
It was clearly a blow to his arrogance and an implicit warning not to be arrogant and arrogant. In terms of talent, who the hell are you?
After figuring out the joints, King Luo Bin suddenly became enlightened, and his expression suddenly became respectful and humble.
After bowing to Li Qinzai, King Luo Bin sighed: "Everyone in the world says that Uncle Li's talent is rare in ancient and modern times, and the emperor treats him as a scholar of the country. I finally learned it personally today and admire him!"
Li Qinzai blinked in confusion. Although he didn't know why this guy suddenly became arrogant and then respectful, he basically understood the meaning and he was convinced.
In fact, Li Qinzai had been talking about it for a long time, but he didn't dare to say what he really remembered about Luo Binwang's works.
Like Li Jingye, this guy is also a hidden version of the rebel. Luo Binwang's most awesome work in his life is "Pleading for Wu Zhaoxi", the full name is "Pleading for Xu Jingye".
Li Qinzai was really worried about letting such a person be his guest.
"Did the head of Jinxiang County recommend you?" Li Qinzai asked.
King Luo Bin bowed and said: "Yes, I dare not deceive County Count Li. Originally, I planned to surrender to His Highness Prince Teng, but His Highness Prince Teng was in Bingzhou. The Lord of Jinxiang County said that Mr. Li County is thirsty for talents. Although I have little talent and little knowledge, I am also willing to join Uncle Li’s family and share his worries.”
As he spoke, King Luo Bin took out a few neatly folded pieces of paper from his arms, solemnly held them to Li Qinzai with both hands, and said: "This is my travel document. What is recorded is my humble opinion on current affairs and economics. Please ask Mr. Li County to take a look."
Li Qinzai took the scroll and glanced at it casually. Well, he couldn't understand it at all. Not to mention that the ancient text was clumsy and difficult to understand. He could not adapt to the lack of punctuation and was not interested in reading it at all.
"What a great article! It's inspiring, profound and profound!" Li Qinzai praised it out loud.
King Luo Bin's face turned ugly again: "Uncle Li, you didn't even look at it."
"You don't have to read it. Just by smelling it, you can tell it's a rare and good article." Li Qinzai put the scroll into his arms without changing his expression and said, "I'll take a closer look later."
King Luo Bin said sadly: "Uncle Li, do you really know how to look carefully?"
Li Qinzai said seriously: "Look at my sincere eyes, yes!"
In this era, servants are not accepted casually. They must have real talent and learning. As for what kind of real talent and learning, it depends on the character of the boss.
For Prince Teng, who liked to sing about the wind and the moon, most of the court guests were literati and poets. They accompanied Prince Teng and wrote a few sour poems to make him happy.
But Li Qinzai is a relatively pragmatic person. If he wants to accept guests, it must at least help his own life or career.
For example, when he recruited Lao Wei, he was skilled and experienced and could save his life in critical situations.
So, what does King Luo Bin have?
No matter how good the article is, it cannot be a bonus here for Li Qinzai. What he wants is real ability.
"Luo... King Bin," Li Qinzai just started, but was interrupted by King Luo Bin.
"Uncle Li County, the word for sightseeing below is "tourism". You can call me by the name."
Li Qinzai nodded and said: "Mr. Tourism, when Jinxiang recommended you here, did you tell me about my current situation?"
"I heard it from the Lord of Jinxiang County."
"I wonder if Mr. Tourism can help me solve my trouble?"
King Luo Bin thought for a moment and said slowly: "The British Duke was originally a meritorious minister. He has made great military exploits throughout his life, but now he has been framed by traitors. Mr. Li County, please forgive me for speaking frankly. A meritorious minister should not be insulted lightly. "
"Therefore, I believe that Duke Ying and Uncle Li should not be exhausted in dealing with the trap at this time. Instead, they are passive and defensive and are inferior."
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