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[041] stumped

【041】Stamped

Seeing that the second prince's folding fan was exchanged from his right hand to his left hand, Wu Wencai immediately understood, stood up, slapped his sleeves, and bowed, "I wonder where you are, have you not asked for advice?"

Liu Shuai's heart was so clear that he replied: "Teacher!"

Wu Wencai was stunned and said in a deep voice: "Please ask first and then teach!"

Liu Shuai smiled slightly and said, "Please ask for it first!"

Wu Wencai said: "Please ask first and teach first!"

Xibeiliu said: "Let me teach you later!"

Wu Wencai's face changed slightly, and he bowed and said, "I am from Longxi, with a big name Wu Wencai and a small name lovely man. He is known as the "Smiling Man". How dare you ask me, who are you?"

Liu Shuai smiled and said slowly: "What's the name of a person in the mountains and fields? I have long forgotten the origin of my surname. If my brother does not give up, I will call me 'Pinhua Jushi'."

Nowadays, scholars who are a little talent often call themselves a mountain man, and lay Buddhists. Everyone only thinks that Xibei Liu pretends to be mysterious, or perhaps a hermit in the mountain, it is not surprising.

"Please sit down, layman," the second prince stood up, waved his hand to invite Liu Shuai to sit down, which was quite polite and humble, and then asked, "You call yourself a layman named Hua, I don't know why you taste Hua?"

Liu Shuai complained secretly, but he just talked about a name casually. Unexpectedly, the second prince took it seriously. He laughed loudly and opened the river: "Haha, this flower is not that flower. The beautiful flowers in the world are red today and wither tomorrow; the beautiful beauty in the world is charming this year, and the people are old and yellow next year. As the saying goes, the doves are singing in the river island, and the beautiful ladies and gentlemen are good at each other. I think that the flowers bloom and must be broken, so don't wait for the flowers to be broken in vain... Therefore, I call myself a lay Buddhist in Pinhua."

Wu Wencai was slightly moved. He didn't expect that Xibei Liu looked like a gentleman, but he was also a fellow fellow! This guy must not know that Liu Shuai wanted this effect. Xibei Liu had too rich experience in dealing with playboys.

When he slapped the table, Wu and Zheng's faces changed slightly. Unexpectedly, the second prince praised: "Okay, a good sentence is to be broken, so you must be broken. Don't wait for the flowers to be broken in vain to break branches! Come on, layman, Xiao Wang respects you a cup!"

Wu and Zheng looked at each other. In their memory, the second prince was easily amused by a flattery, but if the horse slapster can be appreciated by the second prince, it would be purely false. And the layman Hua had not started to flatter him yet, the second prince seemed to have greatly appreciated him, which was really abnormal.

Little did they know that when they first met Xibei Liu, the second prince had a little favor, but he sighed in his heart and felt a lot of sweat for Liu Shuai. There were some upright scholars in the Celestial Empire, but almost none of them had a good ending. They provoked too many powerful people, and the final result was nothing more than death at an early age.

When the second prince saw the style of Xibeiliu, he almost concluded that he was such a person. It is obvious that although such scholars are admired, they act with a scholarly spirit. To put it bluntly, they offend people everywhere, and those who are offended are often high-ranking and powerful people. The second prince really doesn't have much interest in such people, and no one wants to bring a troublemaker by his side.

Now, the second prince overturned his previous thoughts. Although he could not fully determine what kind of person Xibeiliu was, one thing is certain that Mr. Hua was a smart person.

Since the second prince started, Wu and Zheng, who were good at observing words and expressions, should have made some statements. They greeted Liu Shuai with a cup. Zheng Yi said, "Zheng heard from the little prince that his layman's poems are extraordinary. When he saw him today, he really deserves his name. My martial artist in the Celestial Dynasty has a very low status. My father ordered me to read books of sages since he was a child. Yesterday, he asked me to write a poem with this Xiyang Mansion. To be ashamed, Zheng was a little unfamiliar with knowledge. I wonder if the layman could write a poem to solve my urgent needs?"

Damn it, I want to make things difficult for me and I deliberately talked about such a lot of nonsense? Liu Shuai cursed inwardly, but he was not in a hurry.

Although Liu Erlang's previous poems and essays are already considered to be of high quality, there are a few rare famous works. However, compared with those famous local masters in Xibeiliu's previous life, it is not certain who is stronger.

"Since that's the case, Xiaoke will be ugly." Liu Shuai had already made up his mind. He stood up and walked to the railings of the building. He looked into the distance with deep eyes. He looked like he was looking for creative inspiration. He shook his head for a long time and chanted slowly: "The rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the green willows in the guest house are fresh. I advise you to have a glass of wine and go west to Yangguan without any friends..."

After finishing reciting the poem, Xibeiliu felt that he was lucky. Xiyang Prefecture happened to be called Weicheng abbreviated. He didn't need to change a word. It was too easy to copy Wang Mojie's famous articles directly.

"Okay, good, good poetry!" The second prince came to his senses first, said three good words in a row, and sighed: "The layman's great talent makes people provoke all the spirits. In Xiao Wang's opinion, the layman's poetry and prose are probably not inferior to that of Liu Erlang, the land known as the little poetic immortal,"

With a buzzing sound in his mind, Liu Shuai's heart was shocked and he tried to calm down, saying, "The little prince has been too much, and the mountain man is worthy of it."

"Don't be humble. The second prince's heart is full of everything and has extraordinary eyesight, so there will be no deviation." Wu Wencai is indeed a strange flower in the horse-shot world. He seems to praise Xibei willow in his words, but in fact he flattered the second prince. He said: "If such a masterpiece is not engraved on this Zhuxian Tower, it is really a pity. I wonder what the layman wants?"

The other two nodded quickly, and the second prince smiled and said, "This statement makes sense, and Xiao Wang also wants to see the layman's handwriting."

Niang Xipi, isn't it so cruel, right? Xibeiliu was really frightened this time. The reason is very simple. Although he is a cultural person, his handwriting is simply... it can make many boys who are just entering private schools nowadays find endless confidence!

He obviously had no chance to resist. As soon as the second prince finished speaking, Wu Wencai's fat body ran very fast, which made people wonder if this guy had practiced the light skills of flying up the birds. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the entrance of the stairs and ordered his servants to serve him immediately.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. Liu Shuai was extremely entangled. If he wrote the word "unexpected" and the image he had just established was immediately destroyed. Taking a deep breath, he smiled with a shameless smile: "It's really not to be hiding it. Although I have read a few books below, I am naturally not interested in calligraphy. I am afraid that it will disappoint you."

Yes, Zhongtu has indeed had precedents of excellent poetry and calligraphy, but the three of them subconsciously thought that Xibei Liu was deliberately modest and became more interested at the moment, and they all urged Liu Shuai to start writing.

He walked to a huge wooden pillar with his teeth. Liu Shuai's palm was sweating in cold sweat, brewing and brewing, and suddenly he had a plan... He planned to write a mysterious and cursive script, preferably, it was too much for the grass to be so grass that ordinary people didn't even recognize a word, so at least it could scare a few people.

——Xiyang Fu!
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