Happy Little Scholar

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Is this painting "Huanxisha·Dragon Boat Festival" in front of him written by Zhao Xiuwen? Can he not know it in his heart?

At the beginning, that shameless guy begged him to give him the original manuscript of this poem, and even brought up the international relations between Qi and Jing. Later, he personally sent a piece of his own masterpiece to his home, and he couldn't refuse it.

If I had known that this guy's calligraphy and paintings were so valuable in Qi, I wouldn't have pawned the jade pendant given to him by the old emperor just now...

Of course, shameless is shameless, when it comes to reciting poems and composing essays, Li Yi has to admit that the guy is indeed a genius, and his good handwriting can barely be presented, and he won't copy Wang Xizhi's running script to this cowardly look.

If anyone dares to say that this calligraphy is from Zhao Xiuwen, I'm afraid Zhao Xiuwen himself will want to beat him up after hearing it.

The man curled his lips and said, "Look, look, Brother Li said your calligraphy is fake, take it back quickly!"

Before the young man spoke, the servant beside him jumped out and said loudly, "Who are you? If you say it's fake, it's fake. My son spent two thousand taels of silver to buy it. If you don't have knowledge, don't talk nonsense!"

"Brother, you said this calligraphy is fake?" The young man was not angry, but smiled and asked him.

Li Yi shook his head and said, "The calligraphy can't be said to be fake, but if you insist that it was written by Zhao Xiuwen, it's a bit fake."

The young man asked again, "Brother, do you have any evidence?"

Lin Wanru on the side turned her head to look at him and shook her head slightly.

Although Zhao Xiuwen was famous in Qi, he could not affect Jing. He might not even know who Zhao Xiuwen was, so how could he know Zhao Xiuwen's calligraphy?

Even she, who was very familiar with Zhao Xiuwen's handwriting, didn't realize that the calligraphy was a fake, so how could this poor scholar who "picked up" it on the street realize it?

He would be embarrassed if he spoke casually like this.

"Proof?"

Li Yi took the pen used for accounting from the counter, scribbled on another piece of paper twice, and said: "Unfortunately, I, like Zhao Xiuwen, admire the handsome and elegant, talented and martial arts-defying Jingguo's number one talent, and like to copy his handwriting. You don't think that Zhao Xiuwen, who is famous in Qi, can't even compare to an unknown person like me, right?"

Li Yi put down the pen and put the paper aside. When Lin Wanru and the young man looked at it, they couldn't help but stand there.

There was only one sentence on the paper, the last sentence of "Huanxisha·Dragon Boat Festival", "The beauty met for a thousand years".

There is no harm without comparison. Although Lin Wanru cannot be called a talented woman, she has received the education of a lady from a noble family since she was a child. She still has the most basic ability to distinguish.

This sentence "A beautiful woman meets for a thousand years" does look much more pleasing to the eye.

Just now I thought that the painting sent by Bai Yu was the original work of Zhao Xiuwen. Now it seems that the painting written by this scholar is even more like the original work than Zhao Xiuwen's original work.

Zhao Xiuwen is a role model of Qi State literati. Naturally, it is impossible for a scholar picked up on the road to be easily surpassed. The only explanation is that this is not Zhao Xiuwen's original work at all.

The young man surnamed Bai's face was also blue and red. After a while, he sighed, bowed to Li Yi, and said, "It was because of my poor eyesight that I was deceived by others. Thank you for reminding me. I am Bai Yu. I haven't asked for your full name yet?"

Li Yi bowed and said, "Brother Bai, you are too polite. Just call me Li Xuan."

"Wanru, I'm really sorry. It's all my negligence." The man surnamed Bai nodded to him, then looked at Lin Wanru and said apologetically, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

The man surnamed Bai came quickly and left quickly. Of course, when he left, he took the "original" painting of Zhao Xiuwen away.

No wonder this Miss Lin didn't like him at all. He didn't take his pick-up girls seriously. Either don't give him gifts, or give a fake gift. The key is that he was exposed in front of others. If such a man can pick up girls, he must be very rich.

The man asked with a gossipy look on his face: "Brother Li, you just said that the most talented scholar in Jing country, handsome and elegant, with great literary talent and martial arts, is it true or not? Isn't he a scholar? How can he be a martial artist?"

Li Yi looked at him and said: "Do you understand that he is both civil and martial? The name of the deadly scholar can stop children from crying at night in Jing country. Who in the martial arts world would not tremble three times after hearing it..."

Lin Wanru thought about it and suddenly said: "I heard that Li Yi is only four feet and five centimeters tall, short and stout, with a rat head and deer eyes..."

"What?" Li Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard it.

One foot is thirty-three centimeters, four feet and five centimeters, which is less than one and a half meters. Is he that short? The other foot was eaten by the people of Qi?

Short stature?

Rat head and deer eyes?

Why don't you go to Kyoto to ask around? When the name of Li Xianbo is mentioned, who wouldn't give a thumbs up?

Who doesn't know that Li Xianbo is handsome and elegant, and is the object of love for countless girls in Beijing, regardless of gender, age or age...

Slander, this is a shameful slander!

He said with some shame and anger: "Who said this!"

"That's what people say outside."

Lin Wanru put the paper away and said: "However, you are from Jingguo, you should have seen the first talent, it seems that the rumor is wrong..."

Li Yi couldn't agree more with her words and said: "It's wrong, not just wrong, it's a big mistake!"

The man nodded and said, "I think so. After all, he is the number one talent. He is definitely much better than Bai Yu, that pretty boy."

"You are right. Uncle Li is naturally not comparable to those pretty boys." Li Yi nodded and said.

The man looked at him with a strange look and said, "Aren't you scholars all pretty boys?"

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"Master, that guy actually dared to deceive us with fake goods. Report him immediately!" On the street, a servant behind the young man gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"You don't have to worry about this matter." The young man paused and turned around and said, "Check for me later to find out what the origin of the man named Li Xuan is and what his relationship is with Wanru!"

"Yes, Master!" The servant was stunned and immediately replied.

At the same time, in an alley somewhere in the city, a figure swayed and climbed up while holding on to the wall.

He rubbed his aching head and shook the three people lying around him awake.

"What happened just now?"

"I seem to have been knocked unconscious!"

"Where did the fat sheep go?"

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"What a fat sheep!" The leader hit him on the head. He thought it was a fat sheep, but he unexpectedly got a tiger in front of him. He received a beating in vain and even lost his money bag. Already...

"Keep your eyes open next time and walk around when you see someone wearing a hat."

The leading man rubbed his head and said bitterly again, "Let's go!"

Not long after, several people walked out of the alley and began to look for their next target while walking on the street.

The big man was looking at a scholar coming out of a brothel. Before he could walk over, someone suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him to a corner.

"What are you doing!"

His expression changed, and he thought he had been arrested soon. When he turned around and saw a thin man, his expression relaxed and he said in a bad tone.

The thin man looked at him and said with a mysterious expression: "May I ask your Excellency, have you ever heard of the Queen of Heaven?"

"The Queen of Heaven?" The man was stunned for a moment, thinking about these two words in his mouth, and finally thought of something, and his eyes became fierce: "Are you in the same group?"

"What, a gang?"

As soon as confusion appeared on the skinny man's face, he received a solid kick in the abdomen and flew out.

"It's the Queen of Heaven again..."

"You guys are in the same group, right?"

"The Queen of Heaven, right?"

"I will make you the Queen of Heaven!"

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The big man rushed over in two steps and punched and kicked the thin man. After a long time, he retracted his hand with satisfaction and said "poof" to the ground.

"Go away, if you dare to mention the Queen of Heaven in front of me again, I will beat you every time I see you!" Mobile phone users please visit m. to read for a better reading experience.