"Know what you do and do it consistently. Isn't this the way of a sage?"
Song Zai couldn't help but sigh.
Wang Zi'an looked around blankly and found that Kong Yingda was looking at him with a complicated expression. The girl Ling'er on the side was also looking at him with particularly bright eyes.
Li Yuan twirled his beard and showed appreciation.
My young and beautiful lady-in-law was smiling and giving me a thumbs up.
Wang Zi’an:……
No, everyone, can I tell you that the reason why I didn’t argue and kept smiling just now is actually because I don’t know anything?
Wang Zi'an's lips moved.
"No, elders, is there any misunderstanding? In fact, I really..."
"I know, Mr. Wang, you really don't understand this..."
Before he could finish his words, Kong Ling'er, who was already covering his mouth and smiling, blocked him. He couldn't help but be speechless. He turned around and saw, good guy, except for his stupid idiot who didn't understand what happened, there are no other people.
The old guys looked at me with disdain.
"Zian, accept your fate, you can no longer hide your talents..."
Li Gang squinted his dim old eyes and looked at him with a smile. Wang Zi'an could clearly see the joking and ridicule on the old guy's wrinkled face.
Wang Zi’an:……
Looking at the group of well-educated scholars and scholars around them, he sighed with some resignation.
Forget it, it’s not impossible to acquire knowledge and proficiency skills.
Thinking of this, he spread his hands in embarrassment and looked at Kong Yingda, Li Gang and others.
"It's not about being modest, this time I really..."
"Okay, okay, it's true this time, you just don't understand Confucian classics, okay, we all know it, we all know it - let's go, don't talk, let's go out for a walk, Wangchuan's mountains and rivers are beautiful and elegant, especially
It’s this evening, who can get on the boat? It’s very interesting to see the surrounding peaks..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Yuan happily grabbed his arm and pulled him out, half dragging and half pulling.
Li Gang, Kong Yingda and others also filed out with smiles.
Wang Zi’an:……
No, don't be like this. Just praise me a little more. What if I can acquire another skill like proficiency in Confucian classics? Wouldn't I just get rid of my semi-illiteracy?
It's a pity that these old men were too attentive to him and didn't give him the chance to continue to be humble and pretend that he didn't know anything, so he had no choice but to give up.
Anyway, this skill is of no importance to me. Even if I get it, I will just gain the reputation of being a great scholar of Confucian classics.
If it doesn't go well, it will bring endless troubles to myself. Just like now, I am visited by various scholars every day and hand over papers.
Therefore, Wang Zi'an, who failed to use his skills, coughed lightly and followed out without changing his expression.
Except for Master Wang Zi'an and Miss Kong Ling'er, the average age of the rest of the people is over sixty, so it is impossible not to do it. Outside the courtyard, servants have already prepared a carriage, and everyone boarded the carriage and walked along the mountain
After walking along a small road for four or five miles, we got off at a mountain col and took a boat to go down the river.
Although Li Yuan, the old brother, forcibly interrupted the process of improving his skills, what he said was indeed correct.
Wangchuan at this time is indeed very interesting.
The steep mountain peaks cut the afterglow of the setting sun into countless roiling lights and shadows, which are then reflected on the water. The boat travels briskly on the water, just like passing through a series of changing light doors.
It gave Wang Zian a feeling that the sky, light, clouds and shadows were lingering together.
"Young Master Wang, look, Peach Blossom——"
Kong Ling'er next to her had bright eyes and couldn't help but stretch out her slender fingers to signal Wang Zi'an.
At this time, it has entered April, and most of the peach blossoms outside have begun to wither. But here, thanks to the protection of mountains and rivers, the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait are blooming in full swing.
"It's so beautiful——"
Zhang Jieyu, who had not been out of the palace for a long time, couldn't help but be dazzled. After a long time, she turned around, took Li Yuan's big hand, and looked at the handsome Wang Zi'an beside her with her beautiful eyes.
"With this beautiful scenery, how can there be no poetry? Your Majesty, why don't you ask Brother Zian to compose a poem? It would not be in vain for Your Majesty and I to come here..."
Zhang Jieyu's words immediately aroused everyone's interest, and everyone turned their attention to Wang Zi'an, who was caught off guard.
Ah, if you don’t appreciate the beautiful scenery now, what kind of poems can you write? Isn’t it a stupid scenery?
I didn't think much about it and just slipped out of habit.
"Sister-in-law, I'm actually not good at this..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jieyu couldn't help but glance at him.
"I know, I know, brother Zian is actually not good at writing poems, right..."
As he spoke, he made a sad face.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is rich. If we hadn't met on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Yaotai... Brother Zian, probably only when a beautiful woman wants to be with you, can you become poetic. I am a sister-in-law.
, Pu Liu’s qualifications may not catch the eye of brother Zi’an…”
While talking, he leaned into Li Yuan's arms.
Wang Zi’an:……
No, sister-in-law, don’t do this!
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but smile bitterly and begged for mercy.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I was wrong, I accept the punishment..."
Seeing that he immediately gave up, Kong Ling'er on the side couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering, and Zhang Jieyu couldn't help but smile, and gave him a cute look, showing a proud look.
Li Yuan, Kong Yingda and his party couldn't help laughing.
Li Yuan smiled and patted Wang Zi'an on the shoulder.
"Brother Zian, we old brothers are all well aware of your talents and knowledge. Just now you didn't want to steal everyone's limelight. You were obviously proficient in knowledge, but you just excused yourself as not good at it, so forget it. But now your sister-in-law rarely opens her mouth to talk to you.
You asked for a poem, so you can’t be lazy and write one quickly, otherwise I’m worried that my ears won’t be clean after I go back..."
Zhang Jieyu couldn't help but give Li Yuan an angry look. Li Yuan didn't think he was dissatisfied, but couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing.
Looking at Li Yuan with a proud look on his face, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but look a little strange.
Because, at the moment when Li Yuan said that you are obviously proficient in knowledge, the long-lost numbness swept through your body again, and countless knowledge, like enlightenment, came in one after another.
Knowledgeable!
In just one moment, it was like Han Chuang studying dozens of Spring and Autumn Classics.
The classics and history sub-collections have actually reached the level of proficiency.
I dare not say that I am alone in the world, but at this moment Wang Zi'an asked himself that his level was enough to sit and discuss with the top scholars of the Tang Dynasty in front of him without falling behind.
After all, I got it.
What a good brother!
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and stepped forward to hold Li Yuan's big hand.
"Brother, you are so kind!"
Li Yuan was stunned by Wang Zi'an's sudden enthusiasm, but he couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother, I am of course very good, but please stop pouring ecstasy soup here. This time, even if you say something nice, I won't be able to spare you. Write poems, write poems, otherwise even if I spare you, your sister-in-law
I can’t spare you either…”
Wang Zi'an smiled and nodded.
"Okay, my sister-in-law and brother are famous, so naturally I have to obey my orders..."
As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked around, looking at the mountains and rivers in front of him and the peach blossoms on both sides of the bank that looked like clouds, and his heart moved.
…
While Wang Zi'an, Li Yuan and others were boating on the water and composing impromptu poems, on the Yuncui Peak not far away, there were three figures, two large and one small, standing on the peak, admiring the boundless scenery.