Chapter 1671 If you can make the talents of the Han and Tang dynasties
Chapter 1671 If only a group of talents from Han and Tang dynasties could sweep the literary world (please subscribe and vote)
Li Ke kept wiping the sweat from his face. Zhente's mother was not hot, but rather frightened by Brother Chu Bi.
But look at the energetic and high-spirited Brother Chu Bi in front of him, flicking his tongue and continuing to chatter.
Li Ke had to admit that Brother Chu Bi's idea was indeed very bold, but it did have a strong effect, and it was really not difficult to implement it.
Moreover, what Brother Chu Bi said is very reasonable. This Luoyang Peony Festival is a rare grand event jointly organized by merchants, poets, poets and aristocratic families in the Central Plains region.
If this event can be ruined, bah...if only a group of talents from the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses can be swept across the literary world.
It will definitely make those merchants in the Central Plains region and those aristocratic families regret it.
Why did they go against the merchant houses of Han and Tang Dynasties, and Cheng Sanlang, the king of monsters and moths?
Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi with an extremely complicated expression, who was full of confidence and pride, and was ready to do something big in Luoyang, the eastern capital.
Come on, when I think about it, if I can make a name for myself like General Cheng and others did this time, and solidify my reputation as a rare talent in the royal family.
"Brother Chu Bi, we have so many talents in the Han and Tang Dynasties Commercial Bank, can you really recruit them all?"
"Of course it's not possible for everyone, even wholesalers do this?" Cheng Chubi glared at Li Ke unhappily.
"At most, there is only one representative from one family. Besides, besides you, me, and Brother Jun, there are other people waiting. Haha, I can only grab a note. Well, I can give them six songs at most."
"Strive to turn this year's "Luoyang Peony Collection" into "Luoyang Peony Collection of Han and Tang Dynasty Talents."
"After all, our Han-Tang Commercial Bank has too many shareholders. We can't all be talented people. It would be easy for people to doubt us."
"..." Li Ke's whole body is about to burst. Your mother-in-law is ready to occupy the entire collection. Do you still have such concerns?
Li Ke gasped with toothache. He really wanted to pick up his chopsticks and pry open Brother Chu Bi's head to see what the hell was inside.
Hearing Brother Chu Bi's intention, he planned to recruit nine talented people to dominate the list, but all the talented people in Te Niang's Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses were all vulgar warriors.
Oh no, I am the only one who can be regarded as a gentle man who has dabbled in the Four Books and Five Classics. However, he feels that something is wrong when he is placed next to a group of vulgar warriors.
I am also a little worried that when my father comes to the east to collect food, if he finds out about this, he is afraid that a big slap will come over and make him understand what it means to be a loving father and a filial son.
But with such a good opportunity to become famous and not be in the limelight, Li Ke felt that the turmoil in his heart was simply uncontrollable.
Come on, you can't let your father beat up all the shareholders of the Han and Tang dynasties with a big stick, right?
Thinking of this, Li Ke slapped the table with his big palm and shook the tea cup, gritting his teeth.
"Since you said this, brother Chu Bi, then I did it."
Seeing Li Ke gnashing his teeth, Cheng Chubi smiled happily, patted Li Ke on the shoulder and said.
"Don't worry, brother Xian, your benefits are indispensable, but before that, we need to do some operations."
"Come on, come on, brother Chu Bi, please tell me quickly, what are we going to do?"
"First of all, we have to find out clearly what the Luoyang Peony Festival is, how it is done, and whether there is any inside story..."
Cheng Chubi lowered his voice and started talking to Li Ke.
At this moment, Li De, Deng Chengxin and others were standing at the door of the private room.
Seeing the two malicious smiling faces inside, as well as the suppressed laughter from time to time, I couldn't help but feel a toothache.
"Sigh... I hope nothing big happens this time."
Li De raised his hand and touched his heart. He always felt that since His Highness got together with Cheng Sanlang.
I often feel exhausted mentally and physically, and I wish I could just lie down on the ground so I could take a sick leave to recuperate.
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After the discussion was almost complete, Li Ke, who was already confident, saw a young lady with picturesque features appearing at the gate of Bamei Pavilion out of the corner of his eye.
His eyes lit up involuntarily, and he stood up as soon as he slapped the table.
"Brother Chu Bi, it's not too late. How about I go and inquire now..."
"Brother, there is no need to rush at this moment." Cheng Chubi took a sip of tea and was considering whether his thoughts and plans were complete.
"Brother Chu Bi, you have to hurry up when doing things. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. You can't procrastinate..."
Li Ke's frequent squinting of his eyes finally attracted Cheng Sanlang's attention.
Seeing that this slut had not forgotten the dirty things at this time, Cheng Chubi was shocked.
"Okay, let's go back today and let's plan carefully."
"Going back now?"
"Otherwise, why don't we take you to the opposite side for a walk?"
"...Just shopping?"
"nonsense!"
"...Then let's go back."
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Fang Jun is currently in his father's study, standing aside waiting for the pen and ink.
The mistress of the house, Mrs. Lu, was standing aside, admiring her husband's painting of ink bamboo.
After all, Fang Xuanling is also an experienced driver who is very accomplished in calligraphy and has practiced calligraphy for decades.
In my spare time, I will occasionally do some talent performances, such as splashing ink and drawing pictures of scenery.
But that was all in his youth. Over the years, ever since he grew up, the Prime Minister has never shown off his talents.
However, during this time, I frequently heard my wife and daughter-in-law praising Fang Erlang for his talent.
I heard that the Prime Minister was very unhappy, even though he didn't bother to compete with his own son.
But seeing his wife's youth fade away, as a husband, he naturally wants to have some fun so that he can put a little more smile on his wife's face.
As a result, Fang Daxiang finally regained his former talent, and whenever Fang Daxiang painted, he would definitely bring Fang Erlang over to wait on the pen and ink.
It's called "nurturing your son well so that he can have more talents".
Mrs. Lu looked at her husband who was full of energy, and Erlang who looked at his father with a dull look on his face.
She knew it well and would not expose her husband's desire to compare. Of course, if her husband was willing to write and draw more, he would be able to relax at least.
Besides, my husband's voice is not good, so he can't sing as well as Erlang.
But this art of calligraphy and painting, Lu felt, was not much worse than the masterpieces of artist Yan.
Anyway, Ms. Lu felt that her husband’s painting of her looked more pleasing to the eye.
When Fang Daxiang picked up his pen and stroked his beard, he took two steps back, looked at the ink bamboo painting that had been completed in one go, and then squinted his eyes.
He saw his wife, Mrs. Lu, looking full of joy, while Erlang also looked at the masterpiece with a look of sincerity on his face.
A huge sense of accomplishment suddenly emerged, and even my energy and energy seemed to be much fuller.