Li Po took a closer look and found that indeed, some people were walking in front and one person was hanging behind, sneaking around like lonely ghosts.
When he turned to look at Yan Liben, he couldn't help but feel happy, "Your brother is unique and his paintings are lifelike. It's really interesting. So what did you draw and where is it? How does it compare to your brother?"
"I am the first person to paint today." When talking about his painting, Yan Liben couldn't bear to get angry anymore, and he enthusiastically led a few people to see his masterpiece.
It's no wonder he was so excited. The people who came today are the leaders of the younger generation in the Chang'an literary world. Being famous among them will be of great benefit now and in the future.
The only regret is that some unknown people got in, and Xu made this literary conference downgraded, such as Wu Erlang from the Tong family, a wealthy warrior in Chang'an.
Then there is the guy next to him who speaks very eloquently. Of course, if this person is holding a senior position, it is another matter.
The masterpiece of the leader of the literary society was naturally hung in the most conspicuous position, that is, in the main hall. It was about the same length as his brother Yan Lide's, and there were many people watching in front of it.
At this time, Li Po's poem had been passed in from outside and hung on the wall. What the professor said before was not false.
There are more people attending today than it seems. A total of fifty-two people are here. There are more than two hundred poems, forty-eight paintings, and seventy-one chapters of poems. Two of them are about to write a book.
People’s comments.
This is already the largest cultural gathering in Chang'an this year. Invitations started more than ten days ago, and some people even came to the academy in advance to make some preparations.
If it weren't for the wrong season, the scale might be larger, and not all of the attendees would be young people. With the reputations of Li Shousu and others, we could have invited some famous literary figures to attend in person.
Those that can be hung on the wall for people to view are the best of them. Although the poems written by Li Po are a bit thin, they are also excellent works, so they are also hung up.
This may be the last poem in today's gathering. Everyone was idle and took turns to look at it. In addition to commenting, they all knew that this must be the handwriting of the person who brought the woman in just now.
There is no signature...it's really heartless.
At this time, when they saw Yan Liben coming with Li Po, they all got out of the way and greeted each other with salutes. This is the function of the so-called closing poems. Literary men care for each other and respect each other.
The door-stepping poem is the touchstone... Some talented brothel girls also set up stage poems to test the talent and learning of their patrons. Only those who pass the test can enter the palace.
This is the power of words, which can create wonderful music from time to time.
Li Po relied on Wenzhao Gong's superpower to successfully break into the literati and gained respect.
Seeing that everyone was so polite at this time, he could no longer act like an emperor, and happily greeted everyone with fists in his hands. Someone recited a few words, and he realized that it was the power of poetry, and he couldn't help but feel "ashamed".
When he came to Yan Liben's masterpiece, he pretended to look at it. In fact, he was looking for traces of Yan Lide in the painting. With the virtues of these two brothers, if the elder brother beat the younger brother, the younger brother would definitely not be outdone.
He didn't recognize Yan Lide, but he understood people's hearts, so he only looked for him in the corners. After a while, he saw a person standing in the corner, leaning to the side, as if spying. His sneaky appearance was similar to the previous one.
Li Po couldn't help but feel very happy. He pointed at Yan Liben and said with a smile: "Is this your brother?"
Yan Liben looked at him in surprise, "My dear fellow, your eyes are like a fire... My paintings are really lifelike."
Dr. Zhao looked over and couldn't help but laugh. The two brothers were quite witty and spared no effort in burying each other. However, he was still kind-hearted and couldn't help but remind him: "These masterpieces will hang here for a long time..."
Yan Liben was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually became stiff. Then he clapped his hands and stamped his feet, regretting: "Why didn't I think of this... If I had known this, I would have painted him uglier..."
Dr. Zhao was stunned, looking at this man as if he were looking at a fool.
Yan Liben was still muttering there when someone slapped him hard on the shoulder. The guy who was slapped suddenly became dwarfed again. He let out a low cry of pain and looked back in annoyance. He saw a guy with facial features quite similar to his.
But a taller and thinner man who was much more serious than him stood behind him, his face as sinking as water, as if there was a flame burning above his head. It was his brother Yan Lide.
Yan Liben was not afraid of him, nor did he have the slightest idea of being caught. He frowned and complained: "Brother never makes a sound when he walks. Look how much I have painted you, and others will recognize you at a glance..."
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At this time, Yan Lide probably wanted to beat this younger brother to death with a stick. He ignored him at all. He just cupped his fists and forced a smile and said to Li Po and Dr. Zhao: "My younger brother has always spoken freely, which makes everyone laugh."
Li Po didn't mean to laugh at all, he thought it was really funny. The literati were really not as good at making fun as the warriors. Yuchi and the others would say a few words, but when they got upset, they would only curse and use their fists. Look at it.
It's very interesting and in-depth. It's pretty good.
At this point, he was in a good mood and felt that this trip was worthwhile. He didn't know if they could still be so funny when they arrived at Tai Chi Hall. I had to say that he really liked those smart and interesting people.
Yan Lide didn't say much, just grabbed his younger brother, "You've done enough talking, and you're not afraid of getting sores on your tongue if you talk too much. Come on, I'll introduce you to a few people... You laugh and curse all day long, and you're careless.
Okay, it’s enough to serve as a prisoner for you, but you have to be more honest when you go elsewhere..."
Yan Liben was mumbling and retorting. It looked like the two brothers were like a strict father teaching his disobedient son a lesson and about to take action.
The two of them drifted away. Looking at their backs, Li Po smiled and said, "Brotherhood is so deep that it's rare."
Turning to look at Ashina Rongzhen, "You have to learn a little better. Your sister is like a mouse meeting a cat when she sees you. You almost killed her back then... Be nice to her in the future. Your family always needs to take care of her."
A few would be nice.”
Dr. Zhao listened to the side and was startled again. He asked, "Can you guys say something acceptable to ordinary people? She beats people and kills people. This woman has always been very quiet. She doesn't want to be so violent and vicious."
Ashina Rongzhen remained silent because her husband asked him not to say anything, so he smiled at this time, "The gods gave us a father, but I was born stronger, so according to the wishes of the gods, she will naturally
She must serve me, and her life or death does not depend on me, but only on the gods.
The only person in this world that I need to take care of is your husband, and no one else is relevant."
Red Eyes only tells the truth, she says whatever she thinks, and that hasn't changed yet.
Li Po couldn't help but be moved, and said that there was nothing wrong with it, it was just a bit lonely, but she didn't seem to care about it... In addition, he was also worried about his daughter. He was busy with government affairs all day long and didn't care about her very much.
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When she grows up in the future, I wonder if she will blame her parents. Of course, according to the current situation at home, what is even more worrying is the appearance of another Li Chun...
Just as he was thinking about family matters, Ashina Rongzhen's voice came to his ears again, "Are you worried about our daughter, husband?"
Li Po never doubted that Ashinarong was really sharp. He only glanced at her twice, and she knew he liked the color of her eyes and said she wanted to marry him.
Maybe a person with a more transparent mind can see through other people's thoughts, right?
So he stepped to the side, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "With parents like us, what do we have to worry about?"
Ashnarong really looked at him and said, "My husband is lying again. You must be worried that she will be like me when she gets older and you will not be able to control her."
Li Po glanced at her sideways and said to her, it's good that you know.
Ashnarong Zhen raised his hand slightly, waved his fist, and then straightened his back. He probably meant to say, don't worry, if she grows up and disobeys, I will beat her.
Dr. Zhao stopped following them and was pulled to talk.
Li Po was just like everyone else, browsing the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. If someone came up to chat, he would say a few words. With his communication skills, as long as he didn't act like an emperor and just sat down and drank a few cups of tea with others, he would probably be fine.
I can have one more friend.
But the people who came to talk to him stopped talking to him when they saw that he refused to exchange names, family backgrounds, and concealment. After all, there were not many lively people like Yan Liben.
"Yan Jing, Yan Qinli..."
Li Po looked at the inscription on it, and then looked at the small seal script in front of him that looked like a ghost painting. This type of font was created in the pre-Qin Dynasty, and was gradually replaced by the Han Dynasty. At the end of the Han Dynasty, the font was too complicated and the handwriting was too distorted.
, it was disliked by everyone because it was not easy to write.
As a result, it was completely replaced by official script. However, it is precisely because of the shortcomings of Xiaozhuan that it was loved by calligraphers, so it has never disappeared.
This seems to be Yan Shigu's younger brother, right? There aren't many people with the surname Yan, and Yan Shigu seems to have mentioned that he has several younger brothers who are not inferior to him in talent or learning.
Well, he only vaguely remembered Yan Qinli, but Yan Xiangshi had a deeper impression. He had served in the Tiance Mansion and joined the army, and had a bachelor's degree in literature.
There is a high probability that people here can think of Li Shimin... If you think about it carefully, you will be relieved. Did Li Shousu call in all his former colleagues?
At this time, three more people came over, obviously with clear goals. The first one directly cupped his fists and saluted, "I'm in Bingzhou, Wu Yuanshuang. I've seen my eldest brother face to face."
Wu Yuanshuang...well, Li Po just met Warrior Xun at noon, and the information about his family is still clear in his mind. Warrior Xun has two unlucky sons and is having a lot of trouble with his stepmother Yang, Wu
Yuan Shuang should be the second son.
Huan Bingzhou Wu Yuanshuang, when your father announced his family name, he did not dare to add Bingzhou in front, not to mention you, a young boy, really don't know what to say...
Li Po nodded casually, "Nice to meet you."
Wu Yuanshuang saw that he was very arrogant and didn't seem to want to talk to anyone, so he didn't want to leave even more...
