County Captain's Mansion, inside the octagonal pavilion in the courtyard.
Li Qing looked at Li Lin with a sincere face and waved his hand casually.
"It's just a table. You can take it if you want. Li Lin, why do you want an inconspicuous table? Your family is not short of tables."
He Wu next to him had a smile on his face. I let you ruin my plan to make money, and I can't let you fulfill your wish. But then again, why did this kid fall in love with a broken table?
Li Lin's expression looked as if he was constipated and embarrassed.
Everyone in the Xuanfu knew that General Huaihua liked poetry. If she found out about the poems on the table, she could understand them with her toes, and she would definitely not be able to take the table away.
Seeing Li Lin in trouble, Li Qing suddenly smiled happily:
"Since you don't want to say it, I won't embarrass you. If you silently write a poem for me, I will give you the table."
"He Wu, go and ask someone to take out the table and give it to Li Canjun to take away."
Li Lin was overjoyed, patted his chest and promised, "General, tell me which song it is, and I promise to write it out for you."
He Wu reluctantly went to find someone to move the table.
Li Qing said with a smile: "It's an unknown poem, about travelers missing their hometown. The first two lines are "Starting in the morning to recruit priests, travelers are sad for their hometown, but no one knows the rest. Beiyang is too small, and the scholar
There are only a few of them, and no one knows this poem."
Li Lin was stunned, it turned out to be this song!
But that's right, the general likes poetry. If there is anything she doesn't know but she knows, it can only be this poem about traveling that has just been circulated in the Xuan Mansion from her own mouth.
Li Qing saw Li Lin's expression and immediately looked disappointed: "It seems that this poem is still too little famous and has not been widely circulated. Even people who like poetry like you, Li Canjun, don't know it. Let me tell you, this is a good poem."
Poetry, good poetry.”
The expression of constipation on Li Lin's face became more serious. How could I not know?
But can I tell you, this poem is engraved on your table, and it came from my mouth.
He Wu came in from outside, asked for permission and said: "Sir, the table has been moved out. Some people are really crazy about taking advantage. They even come to our house to take advantage of a desk."
He Wu was unhappy that Li Lin had granted his wish, but what did the princess say to Li Lin just now: What a good poem?
Li Qing chuckled twice and ordered: "Carry it to Li Shenjun's car. It's just a table. Look at how stingy you are, He Wu."
Li Lin let out a long sigh of relief. That's great. The person who moved the table didn't notice the poem. If the general didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have discovered the poem.
It finally belongs to me. I can safely let this poem spread in the future. After all, the original version already belongs to me. After leaving the gate of the county captain's mansion, no one can ask for it from me.
Except the poet!
Li Lin stood up, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said goodbye to Li Qing: "General, I have some military affairs at the end of my life, so I won't stay any longer, so I'll take my leave now."
Li Qing waved his hand, picked up the poetry album on the table, and said casually: "Li Junjun will go on his own. I will go to Xuanfu the next day. You will have to pay for the fine money for dinner. After all, my table is not a big one."
Scraped."
Thinking of the value of the poems on the table, Li Lin waved his hand: "Don't worry, General, let's go to Zuixiang Tower. If we don't get drunk, we won't return."
Li Qing put down the booklet in his hand, held his chin, and looked at Li Lin with a playful expression:
"Li Lin, is there something you're hiding from me? You're so generous in treating me to Zuixianglou. It seems like you've taken advantage of me."
Li Lin's heart skipped a beat, it was over, his performance was too poor and his acting skills were too poor.
"The Xuanfu wants to entertain the general. The queue from here can go all the way to Beizheng. The general gives me this opportunity. I would be a fool if I didn't seize it."
Li Qing pinched his chin and said with some disbelief: "Is that so?"
"He Wu, tell me, what's so special about that table?"
He Wu squeezed his hands, with an excited look on his face. What was so special about that broken table? To say it was special, it meant it was more broken than ordinary tables. Well, it was engraved with a poem, so how could it not be broken?
This grandson just fell in love with poetry, hahahaha...
"There's nothing special about it. The color of the wood and the wax coating are just average. Compared with the furniture in the palace, it's not even the slightest bit worse. There's also a lot of words written on it, as many as a poem."
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Li Qing was even more surprised. It was impossible for Li Lin to be so generous with such a table.
Is there something strange about the poem? It was written by some famous artist!
"Let's go and have a look."
Li Qing stood up and walked out. She wanted to see what was special about this table.
Li Lin lamented in his heart, it was over, if she saw this poem, he wouldn't have to think about it anymore.
In the yard, the table engraved with Shang Shan's early poems has been moved out. Two of Li Lin's guards are helping the maids wipe the yellow sand on the table. The wind and sand in Beiyang are quite heavy. If the table is left for a period of time, it will fall on it.
full of dust
"How can this poem be engraved on the table when we get up early in the morning? What a wonderful table it is. What a pity."
Li Shanzi talked nonchalantly. He was a son of the Li family. He had been studying with Li Lin since he was a child. He could still read the words on the table, but he didn't understand the meaning. He just felt that the words were carved on the table and were destroyed by the table.
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What a pity for such a good table.
"Hey, who is reciting the poem? Where did you hear this poem?"
Li Qing asked loudly, this poem is indeed a good poem, and all the servants in the family know it.
Li Shanzi was startled and saluted to Li Qing in a panic, his voice panicked:
"General Mingjian, I didn't memorize the poem. I just saw this poem on the table and read it out casually."
A poem carved on the table?
Li Qing walked over quickly. When did the words on his desk get carved?
"Starting in the morning to recruit the priests, the travelers are sad for their hometown!"
Li Qing was stunned when he saw the first two sentences of this poem. Isn't this the poem I asked around to know? Why was it engraved on his table, and there are still eight sentences in it.
After reading the poem over and over several times, Li Qing's face was replaced by loneliness, and his whole person exuded the smell of missing his hometown.
"Did you write this, Li Lin, Li Canjun?"
Li Qing looked at Li Lin behind him, who had a mournful expression on his face, and was a little puzzled. He already knew this poem, so why did he still want to buy this table?
No, he didn’t write this. This guy wanted this table just because of this poem!
"Li Lin, you are so brave, you dare to take advantage of me!"
"Tell me, did you write this poem?"
…
In the guard camp, Su Lu stood on the general stage, looked at Li Kun and Su Ping below, and asked lazily: "Have you two thought about it, just compare the formation and the battle formation?"
"It's just like a queue or a battle formation."
"It's just like a queue or a military formation."
The two of them roared at the top of their lungs, and the guards from Camp A and Camp B were also shouting at the top of their lungs. There were not many opportunities to make meritorious deeds, so they had to fight for it. All they had to do was follow the captain.
Military merit, honors, robes, military pay, these things that increase with honors are stimulating these guys, and each one has a better voice than the other.
Su Lu waved his hand.
"Let's get started. Let me see the results of your training. This battle formation coordination is not even half as good as mine."
Accompanied by the roars of Su Ping and Li Kun, Camp A and Camp B quickly separated, turned to both sides, and quickly formed their daily queues.
"Crab Array"
Before Li Kun finished speaking, the sergeants of Battalion A were running, advancing and retreating. In the blink of an eye, the crab formation was formed.
A guard came in a hurry, covered in dust.
"Report, Lieutenant, some common people came to report that a small-scale battle broke out near Tianmen Mountain. A guard team's grain truck was hijacked. The surrendered guards were beheaded by the bandits, even the children were not spared."
