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

Chapter 20

On the other side, Xiaochan heard Li Yun's voice and said excitedly: "Miss, I seem to have heard the voice of uncle."

Wei Wanyu was distracted, she was still thinking about whether to talk to Li Yun.

"Oh, what did you hear?"

"My uncle, I heard my uncle's voice."

"Really, why didn't I hear it?"

Xiao Chan thought she heard it wrong when she heard the words, so she nodded and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that Tao Chengyu had an argument with others, Wang Shifu smiled lightly, and then said, "Brother Tao, don't be angry. Since these friends are willing to listen, we must have the guts to let them stay."

Tao Chengyu glared at the guards outside, then turned and left.

Li Er asked Li Yun, "Do you really want to listen to their poems?"

"Of course not. I'm going to tell these scholars today what it means to have people beyond people and heaven beyond the sky."

"Oh, you have a new poem?"

"It's not a new poem, I thought about it two days ago."

After a while, Wang Shifu read poems again. His talent is really average, but he can't stand the soft and decadent style of poetry at this time, so Wang Shifu's poems are ordinary, but fresh and natural, which makes Fang Yiyu look a little bit .

At this moment, Li Yun suddenly shouted: "What rubbish poetry, it's so disgusting."

Wang Shifu was furious, "What are you talking about, do you not want to hear it, or do you not understand?"

"It's just too many times."

"Do you have any better poems?"

Li Yun didn't speak.

Tao Chengyu shouted: "Look, my dear friends, this man has only one mouth, and he is clearly incompetent and needs to hold on."

Li Yun laughed, "It's not that I don't have the ability to hold on, I'm just thinking about whether you people are worthy or not."

This remark was a bit shocking, not only Tao Chengyu and Wang Shifu, but also other scholars were dissatisfied, and they all spoke angrily to Li Yun.

At this time, Wei Wanyu and Xiaochan also heard Li Yun's voice.

"It's really him."

"Miss, really, but now..."

Seeing so many scholars asking for an explanation angrily, Wei Wanyu thought of her own status, and it was not suitable for her to go now.

Fang Yiyu is very curious, she thinks such a crazy person should have good poems.

Li Yun and the rest of the crowd quieted down their reprimands, and then they said: "Listen up, my poem is called general wine."

"Has anyone prepared paper and pens? This is a poem that can be passed down through the ages. Don't miss it. You are lucky today."

What Li Yun wants to read is of course Li Taibai's "Approaching Wine". This poem has indeed been passed down through the ages. Li Yun believes that no matter what age it is, it can arouse people's love. This is the charm of classic works.

So he is very confident.

Wang Shifu's face turned pale. He still doesn't know how "Almost Wine" is going to be, but when Li Yun interrupted him, his pretentious atmosphere was completely gone, and Fang Yiyu would definitely not have feelings for him. .

Others were too lazy to ask for pens and paper, so Fang Yiyu yelled for the store to bring pens and paper.

Some scholars on the first floor also ran up to the second floor after hearing the words.

Li Yun laughed, then poured a bowl of wine for Li Er, and poured a bowl for himself.

"Old Uncle Li, do it."

He then gulped down half a bowl of wine before waving his hand to let the guards disperse.

Everyone looked over and saw Li Yun's handsome and outrageous face, they were suddenly shaken.

Such a good-looking person should not speak big words.

Tao Chengyu was very angry. He remembered Li Yun too much. It was because of Li Yun that he made a fool of himself a few days ago.

Wang Shifu was also angry. He thought he was handsome enough, but he seemed incomparable with Li Yun.

He looked at Fang Yiyu worriedly, and found that Fang Yiyu was looking at Li Yun very intently, and he couldn't help being even more annoyed.

Li Yun felt that the feigning atmosphere was enough, he laughed, and then raised his voice: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it will never return to the sea."

Just one sentence stunned everyone.

At this time, the poetic style is gentle, where have everyone heard such a heroic poem.

Li Er's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands lightly.

Fang Yiyu's eyes widened even more, and she stared at Li Yun closely. She was going to write it down, but now she forgot.

Li Yun went on to say: "Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

There was no sound on the second floor of the restaurant, and the people on the first floor also pricked up their ears. Only the outside of the restaurant was bustling with people.

"To be happy in life is to have fun, don't let Jin Zun look at the moon."

Li Yun said another word, and Li Er jumped up, "Okay."

Everyone also applauded.

Tao Chengyu couldn't help clapping his hands too.

Wang Shifu's eyes were gloomy, and he had a dead mother's expression on his face.

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after the money is gone."

"Good!" This time, everyone clapped their hands and applauded. Except for Wang Shifu, everyone felt the grandeur and boldness of this poem.

Li Yun continued to read aloud, "Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a joy... and together with you, we will eliminate eternal sorrows."

After the song came down, everyone raised their voices and applauded again.

Seeing that the guards were a little nervous, Li Yun thought of Li Shimin's identity and walked over in a low voice, "Old Uncle Li, let's go now."

Li Er laughed, nodded, and then, under the protection of a group of guards, the two quickly walked out.

"May I ask your name, Mr.?"

A scholar shouted.

Li Yun said with a smile: "I am Qinglian Layman."

"Lady Qinglian, this gentleman is really talented."

"Yes, I have never heard such a fine poem."

"This poem has my style of Tang Dynasty, so it should be remembered in my heart."

The scholars started discussing, at this time Xiaochan was the first to react, "Miss, uncle, uncle is gone."

Wei Wanyu was also immersed in the poem just now, and only then did she realize it, and hurriedly chased after her.

"Wait, wait for me."

The guards who were left behind were very nervous, because there were too many scholars, if someone wanted to assassinate at this time, it would be troublesome.

Wei Wanyu chased after him, and the guard drew his sword and said angrily, "Girl, don't move, otherwise the sword will have no eyes."

"I..." The light of the knife flickered, and Wei Wanyu broke out in a cold sweat. She paused for a moment before realizing, "I know him, and I have something to do with him."

"Not today, but later."

After saying that, several guards glared at Wei Wanyu fiercely, then turned and left quickly.

Wei Wanyu then chased out, but saw a group of guards, five or sixty people, guarding a carriage and leaving quickly.

Xiaochan followed, "Miss, who do you think these are? They are so fierce, do they think Chang'an is their home?"

Wei Wanyu also calmed down, thought for a while and said: "He should be a child of the royal family."

"Oh, really?"

"Da! Da! Da!" There was a sound of footsteps, and Fang Yiyu ran down.

"Sister, are they gone?"

"gone."

Fang Yiyu's face was full of disappointment, "I still want to know him, why did he leave so soon."

Wei Wanyu felt a sense of crisis, she had never seen Fang Yiyu being so attentive to that man, "Sister, this is probably fate, don't be sad."

(End of this chapter)