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Chapter 242 Wang Anshi(3/3)

There was a saying at that time that "Zeng Lugong's spine was like a dragon, and Wang Jingong's eyes were like a dragon."

It is said that Wang Anshi's eyes are like dragon eyes.

The eyes are large and slender, and the eyes are as eye-catching as hanging beads. They are clear in black and white, as if they were painted alive.

Zhang Yue only looked at paintings and did not write poems. After a while, Wang Anshi became impatient.

Seeing that the arrangements were almost complete, Zhang Yue coughed lightly and asked, "Do you have paper and pen?"

Someone else immediately offered it to him, and Zhang Yue picked up the pen and dropped the paper, finishing it with one swipe.

The middle-aged man didn't even look at it from beginning to end, but Lu Huiqing held it up and read: "The title is expressive self-praise. The two phantom bodies of me and Danqing will become dust in the world."

"But knowing that this thing is not something else, don't ask whether people today are like people in the past."

The middle-aged man had his eyes closed at first, but after listening to the poem, he opened his eyes and saw the young man reading the poem, but he saw that he was standing as if he was lifting a weight.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yue with a pair of 'dragon eyes' and examined him.

As for Wang Anguo, Wang Anli was listening to Lu Huiqing's words and savoring the poem carefully.

When Zhang Yue saw Wang Anshi, he bowed generously and then stepped aside.

What does this poem mean?

In vernacular, the portrait and I are both phantoms, and will become dust sooner or later. But this portrait (me) is somewhat different from other things (others). Those of you living today should not face the portrait, like my old friend from back then.

You ask me who the hell is this old man?

The words implicitly praised the middle-aged man very well. At the same time, he completely outlined the other person's arrogant and arrogant character.

In fact, Zhang Yue is also asking questions for this era. Many people in this era will ask, what is Wang Anshi thinking? What kind of person is he?

Just like a thousand years later, to this day, countless people are still studying what Wang Anshi is thinking? What kind of person is he?

The pros and cons discussions never stop.

But in this song "Praise to the Spirit", I have already expected that I am a little different from ordinary people. My contemporaries, my friends, and my closest relatives don't understand who I am?

Not to mention the people today who will see this portrait hundreds of thousands of years later.

In a word, the other party already valued Zhang Yue, and Lu Huiqing handed the paper to the middle-aged man and asked: "What does the prince think?"

The middle-aged man picked up the paper and asked Zhang Yue: "Zhang Duzhi, I have actually heard your name mentioned by many people and praised your talent in front of me. How can I share this poem with you?"

What’s going on in your mind coincides with what you’re thinking?”
Chapter completed!
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