Volume 2 Blooming Light Chapter 142 Meng Li of Xishu
The onlookers were shocked. The master and servant didn't understand what the master and servant meant.
"Lo, you are laughing at me. These slaves are ignorant." Although Ji Shifang said that the slaves are ignorant, he had no harshness at all. He then said: "However, although this Gusu City is much more prosperous than my small Shifang City, the dust on this official road is really unstoppable."
Luoyang knew that Ji Shifang had a vicious habit of being clean, and knew that this was a move to make a move for himself. He stopped Luo Shan who was about to attack and smiled and said, "Ji City Lord Ji only needs to go into the city, there is no need to go down. The room has been prepared. I will send someone to take Ji City Lord over there."
From beginning to end, Luoyang kept smiling, never showing any anger.
Ji Shifang nodded, "Then there will be the Lord of City Laoluo."
Ignoring the people from Western Sichuan, I got into the carriage and ordered people to drive the car. @·Wuwuzhuo first launch~~
When the car arrived at the gate of the city, Ji Shifang suddenly showed his head and said, "Mr. Luo, although my horse is old and slow, my horse knows the way and always recognizes who his master is. After all, I have feelings. I always hope that it can live a better life and avoid the pain of whipping. Lord. Luo, you said yes, right."
When Luoyang heard this, his expression became cold, and then he smiled again and said, "What Lord Ji said is very much."
Until Ji Shifang entered the city, Luoyang still maintained a smile and looked at the people coming from Western Shu.
"Lord of City!" The people led by Western Shu dismounted and saluted, while the rest of the followers also dismounted.
Luoyang's face was a little better and he said, "Since ancient times, there were many literati. Some people said that there were ten literati in the world, and the great genius in the West occupied eight pounds. Among them, Haoran and Taibai each occupied three pounds. Are you the Meng Haoran who occupied three pounds?"
The person in charge was Meng Haoran, dressed in a green dress and dressed as a scholar. Looking at Luoyang, who was once called the saint of calligraphy in front of him, his expression was full of admiration.
"Students are not talented and have always taken the role model of seniors with calligraphy saints as examples. Even if the family and country are not harmonious, they have not changed their previous ambitions. I hope that one day, they can make achievements in the literary world."
Luoyang then looked at the young man in front of him, nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration.
He waved his hand and said, "It's all false reputations, and it's already like dust and earth, not worth mentioning. However, it's really a blessing to have a person like you in Western Sichuan."
Luoyang looked at Meng Haoran, a man in white clothes, holding a sword in his hand, and a proud face, and asked, "Who is this?"
Meng Haoran quickly introduced: "This bodyguard who is here, named Li Qianbai."
Li Qianbai, a man in white, bowed with fists, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Li Qianbai naturally saw Luoyang's attitude towards Ji Shifang just now. At this moment, he only felt that the calligraphy saint in front of him had already been immersed in the officialdom, had a smooth deal, had lost the style of the calligraphy saint in the past, and had no pride of the literati, so he looked down on Luoyang a lot.
Luoyang knew what the man in front of him was thinking, but he didn't mind. He smiled and said, "If you don't dislike me, you can enter my city lord's mansion and rest for a few days."
Meng Haoran hurriedly said, "I dare not bother seniors. We came for the butterfly banquet. On the way, we heard that there was an interesting place in Gusu City called Zuigui Tower. There was a top scholar platform and an absolute painting for all ages. It would be better to stay here Zuigui Tower, which would also be convenient for the customs and customs of Gusu City."
Luoyang nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then according to your wishes. If you encounter any problems, you can go to the city lord's mansion to find me at any time."
Meng Haoran hurriedly thanked.
Luoyang ordered Wang Ben to send everyone in Western Shu into the city and lead the rest of the people to rush to the city lord's mansion first to deal with Ji Shifang.
Li Qianbai looked at Wang Ben, who was called the white-clothed God of War by the people of Western Shu, and a trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.
Wang Ben didn't care, and a group of scholars dared to speak out about martial arts!
Tian Boguang kept staring at Ji Shifang's car. This guy dared to be so arrogant and insulted at the city gate and hit Luoyang. Although he looked like a domineering young man from a noble family, this person was definitely not as simple as he seemed.
As for Luoyang, Tian Boguang felt even more afraid. The lord of Gusu City was so cunning!
Lin San had arranged manpower and stared at Ji Shifang. Tian Boguang saw Lin San in a secret corner.
Relying on Ji Shifang and Luoyang's cunning, no matter which side finds that Lin San is sending people to follow Ji Shifang, he may not leave the White Tiger Hall alone. This is the case. (The next page is more exciting!)
Thinking of this, Tian Boguang found Lin San and asked him to withdraw all the people to avoid unnecessary losses.
As for Ji Shifang, intuitively, he will have many connections with him soon.
However, what surprised Tian Boguang was that this group of talented men in Western Shu actually chose to stay at Zuiguilou.
This is really a free advertisement. It seems that Yang Hanxue will laugh out loud in dreams these days.
Zui Guilou, a large number of people had gathered outside the door. The talented men from Western Sichuan came along the street, and the focus of attention everywhere they went, attracting a large number of onlookers. Seeing these talented men choose to live in Zui Guilou, they rushed to Zui Guilou.
Among the onlookers, there were many talented women who were usually quiet, all of whom came for Meng Haoran.
Finally, a woman mustered up the courage and walked up with a silk scarf, and wanted to give it to Meng Haoran.
Meng Haoran politely declined, but after being encouraged by this woman, some women came to give gifts one after another. Even some men even took pens, ink, paper and inkstones and asked for their ink treasures.
The degree of madness is no less than that of the star-chasing clan in his previous life.
Tian Boguang was surprised that the respect for literati in Gusu City had long been better than that of the national war.
When Wang Ben saw the people of Dazhou, he actually asked the people of Shu for a moment that his expression was strange. The soldiers were guarding the country by the border, but these people were walking on the blood of the fallen soldiers, flattering and flattering the enemy. What's the difference between surrendering to the enemy?
When he returned to the building drunk, Yang Hanxue smiled and bloomed.
That night, the seats were full, and even the return tickets doubled compared to before.
Gong Yang Hanxue also asked Meng Haoran for a calligraphy treasure and hung it on the Zuiguilou Tower.
Tian Boguang smiled and reminded: "Boss, you must not be jealous of money. The relationship between Shu and Shu is tense next week. If one day the war really starts, it will really turn from a wealth-seeking talisman to a life-seeking talisman."
Gong Yang Hanxue turned her eyes white, but she still obediently put away Meng Haoran's calligraphy.
"Hey, you said, your picture will definitely not be righted by Mr. Meng, right?" Gong Yang Hanxue stared at Meng Haoran without blinking. It seemed that she was also a fan of this literary giant.
"What's wrong with it? I have poetry and books in my belly. If this couplet is paired, I can write another one to hang it out. Can each one be matched?" Although Tian Boguang was stubborn, he was still a little worried. This big shot might be matched.
"You are the only one who is great!" Gong Yang Hanxue's sexy lips did not comment on Tian Boguang's words.
"Smoke locks the willows in the pond, and peaches burn the Jinjiang embankment."
"It's really wonderful!" Meng Haoran stood in front of the top scholar's platform, his eyes blooming with strange light, and he clapped.
Li Qianbai beside him was also amazed.
"Do you have the second couplet?" Meng Haoran turned his head to look at the many scholars behind him.
The ten scholars frowned and died of pain. They shook their heads without any proper couplets. Since they were not neat, they simply did not take them out and show their ugly words.
Seeing that all the talented men in Western Shu were looking at this couplet, the people around him immediately surrounded him. Some scholars surrounded these talented men in Western Shu like jokes, hoping that everyone would not come up!
Some people have already laughed at: "It turns out that the talents in Western Sichuan are all idiots."
Meng Haoran naturally would not get angry and asked Gong Yang Hanxue: "Shopkeeper, who is right about this couplet?"
Gong Yang Hanxue smiled and pointed to Tian Boguang next to her and said, "This Master Linghu."
Meng Haoran saluted Tian Boguang and exclaimed: "Master and great talent!"
Li Qianbai's eyes showed a strange light, looked at Tian Boguang, clasped his fists, and bowed to Tian Boguang, as arrogant as him. Although he had not said much, his admiration was beyond words.
When the people around saw Meng Haoran praise Tian Boguang, they all showed a proud look, as if they were praising them.
After all, when talking about the two great talents in Western Shu, they almost suppressed all the literati of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The name of Meng and Li in Western Shu is considered a nightmare for all the literati of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Among them, the talented man in Gusu, who was called Jia in the Great Zhou Empire, was the most annoyed.
This time, even Meng Haoran praised that for the talented people in Gusu, he had a lot of anger for them for many years.
Tian Boguang naturally didn't care about the difference between the country and the country. He responded to Meng Haoran and Li Qianbai with courtesy and said, "I have heard of the name of Meng and Li in Western Shu for a long time, and I admire him very much. I think the two of them should have already been clear-headed. (The next page is more exciting!)
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Meng Haoran looked at Li Qianbai next to him, smiled and said, "Brother Li, I just said I can't hide it from anyone who is interested. Before, the Lord Luo City was outside the city gate, but he just didn't point it out."
"I wonder how Master Linghu is sure that he is Li Taibai?" Li Qianbai asked.
"Aren't you?" Tian Boguang asked back.
Li Qianbai laughed and said, "Master Linghu is really clear in his ears and eyes. Below is Li Taibai."
"However, it's not a deceptive person. It's a simple name, and it's also a common name."
"I have long admired Daming, Brother Li is the person I admire the most in my life!"
This sentence is not all flattery. If you want to say that people in their previous lives respect the most in history, it must be Li Taibai.
Meng Li, Western Shu, who dominated the world's six literary talents, actually joined forces to come to Gusu City.
The news here will be spread to the entire Gusu city in a moment. Even if tomorrow, all forces will know it.
Tian Boguang invited Li Qianbai and Meng Haoran to the seat, and the three of them had a great time talking.
When the onlookers saw Meng Haoran and Li Qianbai sitting with the monk Linghu like this, they ignored the couplets and were unwilling to finish them. Someone who had good things started to cheer: "The talented man in Western Sichuan obviously did not match this couplet, so he used the excuse to avoid embarrassment, and he was really seeking fame."
Chapter completed!