Chapter 583: Is it okay for you to write poems like me, a descendant of the Wu family? (Please subscribe and vote)
Yu Zhining took a deep breath, even though he already knew that Cheng's printing house used movable type printing.
He was able to get so many, but he was still shocked by the number.
"I'm afraid that even if he was the fastest copywriter in the Tang Dynasty, he would not be able to copy this number even if he copied all his life."
Cheng Chubi smacked his mouth. He was a little frightened by an algorithm like Yu Zhining's. It was really...
Anyone who wants to copy out the words of the books printed by Chengjia Printing House in the past three months is sorry. Please borrow five hundred years from heaven before speaking.
Li Ke did not rush back to Chang'an on the same day. He used the excuse that the emperor had no shortage of hungry soldiers, so he stayed in the Lishan Tangquan Palace.
Just like his biological father who is very similar in temperament and moral character, he provides a complete service comfortably.
However, Cheng Chubi volunteered to take over the service of massaging Li Ke's soles, and waited until the massage was on the renal reflex area.
Cheng Chubi could see that Li Ke also reacted, grinning, but at least his face was not as twisted in pain as his father's.
After Cheng Chubi gave Li Ke a massage, he patted Li Ke's shoulder with sincere words.
"My dear brother, you are still young, so you should pay more attention to your maintenance. Don't wait until you are old and feel sad..."
"???" Li Ke, who was feeling very comfortable, looked at Cheng Chubi, who was lying on the couch next to him, with a confused look on his face. The old man was so sad...
"Brother Chu Bi, what do you mean by this? Why am I always so miserable?"
Seeing Li Ke's unhappy expression, Cheng Chubi laughed and lowered his voice.
"Haha... look less at unseemly works of art, stop talking to pretty young ladies... try to strengthen your foundation, do you understand?"
Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi who was always a bit sleazy in his seriousness. Tsk tsk...
To be honest, I am afraid that Brother Chu Bi, who has never even held the hand of a young lady, is jealous that this rich and handsome man is more popular with women than him.
Only then did he deliberately say such words. Thinking of this, the corners of Li Ke's lips raised happily, and then he said very reservedly and coldly.
"Brother Chu Bi, you don't need to worry about things like this. Speaking of which, brother Chu Bi, have you made any progress with that Miss Wu?"
"..." Cheng Chubi heard this and saw the look of superiority on Li Ke's face, and his whole body felt bad.
I would like to remind you that you are such a damn girl. What, do you want to go to heaven?
Cheng Chubi almost spit out sparks from his nostrils, looking at Li Ke with glaring eyes.
I was so angry that I wanted to pick up the black noodle-like stains scattered on the floor and take a picture of this guy's dirty little face.
When Li Ke saw the cannibalistic look in Brother Chu Bi's eyes, his heart rang with alarm, and he quickly smiled ingratiatingly, and then gave in smoothly.
"Brother Chu Bi, calm down, can you please be calm? I'm just caring about you, little brother, and I have no other intentions."
Cheng Chubi snorted and lay down on the soft couch. Life was always so boring.
Next time I have the opportunity to return to Chang'an, I must have a good chat with Wu Meiniang, a little girl who likes to pretend to be fierce.
Well, by the way, I want to see if her little body has grown further since she is one year older. I don’t know if the recipe I provided is of any use to her.
Just when Cheng Chubi was paralyzed on the couch and thinking wildly, he was lying on the other side of Cheng Chubi.
Yu Zhining, who also enjoyed some professional bathing services in comfort, was so happy that his whole body turned into a puddle of mud, looked over here.
"I say General Cheng, you and I are both close ministers of His Highness the Crown Prince. The two of us should work together..."
"That's natural, but Yu Zhanshi, why did you suddenly think of talking to Cheng about this?"
Cheng Chubi tilted his head curiously and looked at this important minister of the Eastern Palace with a big beer belly.
"Actually, General Cheng, you are quite talented and resourceful, so why don't you live in harmony with the subordinate officials in the East Palace, even though some of them..."
Hearing this, Cheng Chubi almost became happy, but because he was concerned that this was Yu Zhining's good intention, Cheng Chubi could only endure it and explain.
"Yu Zhanshi, do you think that even if I show friendship to those people, they can piss into a pot with me?"
"..." Yu Zhining's face immediately darkened. God damn pissed into the same pot. Can those drowning pots be shared?
Could it be that a group of officials from the East Palace and other big guys gathered together, looking at a small drowning pot with smiles on their faces and trying to unbutton their lapels?
Li Ke on the other side was a little unhappy. He was here to enjoy himself, not to listen to Brother Chubi's nonsense to annoy me.
"Brother Chu Bi, look at you, you speak in a polite manner, just like my younger brother Yu Zhan, we are both gentle and educated people..."
When these words came over, Yu Zhining over there chuckled and nodded slightly while stroking his long beard rather reservedly.
"His Royal Highness King Wu is right and worthy of being a role model for scholars of our generation."
Li Ke over there was happy and said with a happy smile.
"I am too modest about Yu Zhan. Xiao Wang has heard about Yu Zhan's talent for a long time. If he has time someday, he must ask Yu Zhan for advice."
Yu Zhining felt a little light-hearted after being praised by Li Ke, as if his bones had become lighter by several ounces. Well, it was more than the noodle-like dirt that had been rubbed off.
Cheng Chubi watched as Li Ke and Yu Zhining, two insidious scholars, actually ignored the appearance and cultural responsibility of the old Cheng family.
I was bragging in front of me from a distance, especially when I saw these two bastards complimenting each other and raising their standards.
He simply didn't care about himself lying in the middle of them, and the handsome boy Cheng Chubi was not happy on the spot.
He simply sat up and looked at the two scholars who were already sitting on the soft couch, talking animatedly across from him.
"You are all gentlemen who have read poetry and books, am I right?"
"Haha, that's natural." Li Ke said with high spirits. Yu Zhining opposite him smiled heartily and nodded slightly while stroking his long beard.
That pretentious expression seemed to be telling Cheng Chubi, do I need to answer?
Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke seriously. "Can you write poetry?"
"???" Li Ke was a little confused, but he nodded bravely. "This is natural..."
Cheng Chubi chuckled, then raised his thumb to the tip of his nose and said with an arrogant expression, "Can you write poems like me, a descendant of the Wu family?"
"!!!" Li Ke's face immediately turned black into the bottom of the iron pot that had been branded with pot stickers for ten years, and he lay back on the soft couch unwillingly, not wanting to deal with such a shameless and vulgar martial artist.
Chapter completed!