Datang: At the beginning, Li Er eavesdropped on his heart

Chapter 244 A Poem Moves the World
After walking in the back garden, Li Yin's originally heavy mood suddenly improved.

Thinking of how many guests came today, but how neglected he was, Li Yin felt a little sorry.

Li Junxian, on the other hand, was straightforward and laughed out loud.

"Your Highness, we are all temperamental, so we don't care about this."

"If you're really upset, it's easy to handle. I'll let everyone come over again. Let's drink and brag together. How happy it is."

As soon as Li Yin's eyes lit up, he immediately asked Li Junxian to call for someone, regardless of whether he said it or not.

After a while, Cheng Yaojin and Hou Junji came over again, and Lu Ziwang followed closely behind. The birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant in the back garden, and several people sat on the ground.

During this period, no one felt that there was anything wrong. Li Yin saw their faces one by one, and was deeply moved.

"That means I'm sick today, otherwise I'll have to drink a few more glasses with you."

Cheng Yaojin smiled and dismantled Li Yin's platform on the spot.

"Your Highness, although we are men and women, but at your age, you drank too much alcohol, so you can't pee on the kang when you go back?"

presumptuous!

Lu Ziwang was an old scholar with somewhat antique ideas, so he scolded Cheng Yaojin on the spot for his mistake.

It's really a bit ignorant to be so up and down with His Royal Highness Liang Wang.

Li Min waved his hands repeatedly with a smile.

"Everyone can do whatever they want here."

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses one after another, but Li Yin was the only one who replaced wine with tea.

"Just wait for His Royal Highness King Liang to recover, otherwise reading magazines will be boring." Hou Junji joked.

After exchanging cups and cups, the atmosphere was getting thicker, but Li Yin was in high spirits.

Immediately asked the butler to take out the paper and pen that the housekeeper gave him.

Then he composed a poem, which was intended to entertain everyone.

He insisted that Qingshan would not relax, and Ligen was in the broken rock.

When Li Yin wrote the pen, what came out of his mouth at the same time was a bamboo stone by Zheng Banqiao.

Immediately amazed everyone, Lu Ziwang, as a great contemporary Confucian, is naturally capable, and immediately heard the artistic conception inside.

He closed his eyes slightly, his expression intoxicated.

On the other hand, Cheng Yaojin and Li Junxian didn't feel anything at all, they just cared about eating and drinking, which made Hou Junji very unwilling to be with them.

"Your Highness's poem is so good. I just recited it silently in my heart and got a picture of it. Life is tenacious and how persevering it is."

Lu Ziwang looked at Li Yin expectantly, just waiting for him to write again.

The corners of Li Yin's mouth raised slightly, he was very proud in his heart, and he admired Zheng Banqiao a lot.

Being able to write poems that even great Confucians like Lu Ziwang can fully reflect his level.

Then I wrote the second half of the song.

Chima Manto, Nishi-North-South-North.

After Li Min finished writing, he read the words aloud, and when he raised his head again, he was stunned.

The faces of the few people present were shocked, and they all opened their mouths, unable to speak at all.

If you say that just now Lu Ziwang can understand the deep meaning, but the last two sentences are understood by everyone, and they are still strong after thousands of tries, which means that they have never wavered.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help admiring at this moment, not to mention Hou Junji, who immediately felt admiration for Li Yin.

"The literary talent of King Liang is extraordinary, I really realized it today." He said sincerely.

"Open your eyes, Your Highness is amazing, I, Li Junxian, can't write such a good poem in three lifetimes."

Lu Ziwang also smacked his tongue repeatedly, looking at Li Min with a different look.

At sunset, Cheng Yaojin and Hou Junji left one after another, and Li Junxian did not stay long.

Only Lu Ziwang was left intoxicated and refused to leave.

"Mr. Lu liked it, so he copied the poem."

Li Min saw what Lu Ziwang was thinking and said with a chuckle.

This!
When Lu Ziwang heard this, he immediately became excited, and he couldn't put it down and held up Li Yin's original handwriting.

"Your Highness, the old minister will copy it back so that the students in Chang'an Library can study it carefully."

"Such wonderful poems really benefit people a lot. It would be great if everyone could understand this and understand that people must be tenacious and unyielding in this world,"

Li Yin nodded and fully agreed to Lu Ziwang's request. It would be the best thing if he could use one of his poems to arouse something in people's hearts.

Lu Ziwang left in a hurry.

In Chang'an Library, the students were summoned by Lu Ziwang to whisper together.

They were all talking about why Lu Ziwang asked them to come over in such a hurry.

"Everyone, please be quiet." Lu Ziwang raised his hand, the leader of contemporary Confucian scholars, and his aura dispersed.

The students present stopped talking and looked at Lu Ziwang very obediently.

"Sir, if you have anything to say, just say it, and we can gain spiritual food from it."

"Exactly, listening to what Mr. has to say is better than traveling thousands of miles."

The students are looking forward to it.

Lu Ziwang didn't deliberately whet their appetites, so he asked his servant to bring them the poems he had already copied.

Everyone holds a piece of straw paper, and a bamboo and stone poem on it immediately attracts people's attention.

"What... what is this!" A student exclaimed after just looking at it.

Just reading the above verses silently in his heart, he felt that he had benefited a lot, and he was pleasantly surprised for a while.

Several other students also asked Lu Ziwang repeatedly where this poem came from.

"No need to ask, it must have been written by Mr. Who else but him can write such a wonderful poem."

"No, this poem is really not my composition."

"I'll explain it to you carefully."

Lu Ziwang became interested and explained everything to the students.

"What! His Highness King Liang wrote it?"

"This... this is too profound!"

The students were shocked when they learned the truth, Lu Ziwang raised his hand, and patiently explained the meaning to the students.

Only then did everyone understand this poem very thoroughly, and each of them was thinking deeply, digesting this spiritual food.

Lu Ziwang was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, so he asked them to disperse, and went home to understand it by himself.

It is best to read it several times a day and keep it firmly in your heart, so that you can remember that a person should be as tenacious and unyielding as the grass on the cliff to overcome difficulties.

“Students remember.”

Just remember it!

Lu Ziwang smiled with satisfaction.

After all, this poem can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

Not long after, this poem was widely circulated in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, and it even gave Li Yin's reputation a complete blow.

People talked about it with gusto, and they all said that His Royal Highness the King of Liang was a Wenqu star descending from the sky, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such a good poem.

When the butler went out to do errands, he often heard people talking about it, and he only felt that his face was bright.

"Your Highness is really powerful, capable of writing and martial arts."

(End of this chapter)