Chapter 7, one section after another, thousands of branches save thousands of leaves
"That song "Sleeping in spring is not dawn, and birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, how many flowers fall. I think it's better. Think about it, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, how many flowers fall? How artistic is it? But unfortunately, he actually rejected the invitation from the county magistrate yesterday, saying that he had an agreement with others today, and you didn't see that the county magistrate's face was dark at that time."
"That's right, that's it! It's so artistic!"
Several teenagers kept nodding and saying yes.
"I have a big mood! Whoever mentions him in front of me in the future, don't blame me for turning against others."
Zhang Shicheng left a harsh word fiercely and took big strides.
"Princess, the two poems they just said look so amazing!"
"Cuizhu, how many times have you said that you are out of the palace and don't call me a princess."
Princess Changle said unhappily, but she was shocked deep in her heart.
The poems that just came from the mouths of those young men were definitely Mahayana works.
Why have I never heard of it? There is only one possibility that these two poems are new.
Listening to the words of several teenagers, it seemed that they came from the mouth of a teenager from Linjia Village.
"Cuizhu, the boy from Linjia Village yesterday was also from?"
"Yes, Your Highness. I'm going to school today, so we were asked to go to Linjia Village in person. Could it be that he rejected the county magistrate's invitation? Your Highness is really a trustworthy person."
"Cuizhu, it's not yet certain that it was the poems and essays written by that young master."
Princess Changle felt a little angry in her heart. Could it be that this boy is that boy?
Princess Changle not only shook her head for her thoughts.
How could it be that impossible that at such a young age, such a poem could be written?
"Your Highness, the young man in front of him carrying a bamboo basket seems to be the young man yesterday."
The eunuch who was chasing the car said softly to Princess Changle in the car.
"Cuizhu, lift the curtains and take a look."
Cuizhu lifted up the curtain as she said, and the young man carrying a bamboo basket walked strode. In the bamboo basket were a few pheasants with bright colors.
"Your Highness, you are really that young man. And looking at his bamboo basket, you have prepared a lot of feathers for your Highness."
Cuizhu said happily.
"Master Huang, stop in front of the boy later."
Promise~ Your Highness.”
Lin Ran suddenly found a carriage passing by and stopped.
Cuizhu walked out of the carriage carefully.
"Young Master, we meet again. Judging from your master's appearance, it must be the feathers I just captured for us."
"A girl is so generous. A gentleman is worth a thousand gold. Otherwise, how can he be based in the world? The boy just fulfills his promise to the girl, otherwise he would have gone to the county school to report yesterday."
"Is it because the poem "Is it because spring sleeps without dawn, and the birds are singing everywhere, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers fall, the poems are written by the young master?"
"The girl's news is so well-informed. It was just a chance yesterday, which made the girl laugh."
Princess Changle became more and more frightened when she heard it in the carriage. This young man, who was about the same age as her, actually had such talent and knowledge. Her father always lamented that the cultural foundation of the Tang Dynasty was controlled by aristocratic families, which made her father helpless.
However, in this small mountain village not far from Chang'an, there is such a strange man hidden, and it is not known to the world. Princess Changle was filled with surprise and was stunned in the carriage for a moment.
Now, the father can be said to be thirsty for talented people. If the monopoly of aristocratic families over literati is not eliminated for a day, the father will not be able to truly control the government.
As the princess of the father, Changle certainly has the obligation to win over young talents for his father.
"Cough~Cough"
Princess Changle's coughing sound came from the carriage.
Cuizhu immediately woke up when she remembered the explanation of His Highness the Princess. Then she spoke, "Young Master is a talented person. I wonder if she can write a poem for the little girl? The little girl's name contains the word Cuizhu." Of course, Princess Changle specially instructed them in the carriage.
Lin Ran suddenly woke up when he heard this. He came to seek poetry, and it was clearly to test whether he had real talents and knowledge, and it was clearly a pathfinder.
The real big BS has not appeared in the carriage.
Isn’t it just a poem about bamboo? I can easily sing it in my mind, and there are a basket of them.
"Miss is so careful!"
The poems of the Qing Dynasty poet Zheng Xie came to my heart, and Lin Ran blurted out, "One section after another, thousands of branches accumulate thousands of leaves. I will not bloom, so I will not flirt with bees and butterflies."
"After one section after another, thousands of branches accumulate thousands of leaves. I will not bloom, so I will not pick up bees and butterflies."
Princess Changle sat in the carriage and whispered softly, and was shocked.
"Young Master, you are indeed very talented. Cui Zhu thanked Mr. Cui Zhu for giving poems to you today and would definitely be an innocent person."
Cuizhu has been with Princess Changle all year round, so she has naturally learned a lot of knowledge and is still a little bit hunting on poetry. Therefore, she vaguely understands the meaning of Lin Ran's poems.
"You are polite girl. Can you trade feathers with the kid now? The kid is still anxious to go to the school in Wannian County today."
"The journey to Wannian County is long. If the young master doesn't dislike it, he will take a carriage. Today, the Japanese girl is going to Wannian County."
Princess Changle's voice came from the carriage.
"I don't know how to thank the girl, but I don't think that my feathers are as rewards."
"Young master is suffering from this. So many feathers require a lot of copper coins."
"In your eyes, it may be worth a lot of copper coins, but it only takes an hour to the boy, and it is far from the grace of a girl who sends her to her carriage."
"Let me let the young master arrange this."
Princess Changle knew that it would not make much sense to continue to struggle, so it would be better to go with the flow and do personal favors.
"The girl waited for a while, and the boy went to the house to say goodbye to his parents, took out all the feathers, and came here to meet with the girl."
After saying that, Lin Ran quickly walked towards home.
Lin Zhengtai and Sun discussed the matter last night about how to send his son to Wannian County School.
I never thought that Lin Ran would solve it himself when he came back early in the morning.
"Dad, mom. The girl who made an appointment with her child to trade feathers today is going to Wannian County. My son took a free ride, so my father and mom would send her off in person."
"We must thank the girl so well, so that she saved her parents a hundred miles of footwork."
"Mother, the child will naturally understand. After the child leaves, remember not to plant rice and wheat when it starts this spring. Tell the villagers not to sow, otherwise they will not even be able to harvest the seeds."
Lin Ran is now unable to save the entire Chang'an and Datang, but he can save his family and the fellow villagers of Linjia Village.
"Why did my son say this? But I didn't let my parents sow rice. Could it be that the hundreds of acres of land in our family be vacant?"
Chapter completed!