kingnovel Chapter 39 Plum Bamboo
Chapter 39 Plum Bamboo
At this time, Liu Jin also had a little aftertaste.
After a long time, you have been so enthusiastic these days, you are just waiting here for me.
Don't you just want a good poem, and let me burn it to you, bah, despicable.
After understanding Jushou's thoughts, Liu Jin was not in a hurry, and sat up straight in a leisurely manner.
Jushou took a look, hey, here he is, and looked at Liu Jin eagerly.
I saw Liu Jin saluted and said solemnly:
"Mr. Ju, don't worry, when you die in a hundred years, Jin will definitely write a majestic essay and burn it to Mr. Ju."
Ju Shou's face darkened again and again, and he said angrily:
"Well, you Liu Ziqian, you are deliberately teasing the old man, right?"
Ju Shou waved his hand, "Come here, close the door for the old man, I won't see poetry today, and don't let a single fly out."
Liu Jin's brain is buzzing.
I have seen strong buying and strong selling.
I have never seen one that insists on poetry.
"Mr. Ju, I'm afraid Jin will only have one article like "Humble Room Inscription" in his lifetime, and Jin won't be able to write it in a while." Liu Jin spread his hands, and the arrangement is broken, you can figure it out.
Jushou's eyes lit up, there is something to play, and he waved his hand, "It's okay, I don't dislike the old man who is close, the quality is not enough to make up the quantity, hehe."
Liu Jin is completely speechless, co-authoring you wants to prostitute several songs for nothing.
"Two songs, no more." Liu Jin's face was as dark as a pan, he was just an old hooligan.
But whoever lets himself eat people with a short mouth and be soft on others, no matter how they read their books, they have to show it.
"Hey, two songs are two." Jushou grinned almost to the ears, and originally only wanted to prostitute one song for nothing, but he didn't expect that there would be a surprise.
Hastily asked someone to take a pen and ink, and reluctantly took out a few blank papers from Liu Jin.
Liu Jin walked up and down, thinking about what poems to send Ju.
Although Jushou is a bit of a rogue, he would rather die than surrender, which is still very admirable.
For whatever reason, a warrior is one who can face life and death.
Suddenly he looked up and saw a plum tree in the corner of the yard. Under the tree was the Inkstone Washing Pool. Liu Jin's eyes lit up. This is not ready-made.
So he picked up his pen and wrote the first poem "唰唰唰":
"Momei"
"The head tree in my inkstone pool is blooming with light ink marks."
"Don't let people praise you for your good looks, just leave the clean air to fill the universe."
"Haha, good poem, good poem!" Ju Shou was overjoyed, this poem was perfect for an official like him.
From then on, it will be recorded in the history books: Jushou is an official, pragmatic and clear.
Liu Jin ignored Ju Shou, who was dancing next to him. Since he had already praised others, let’s do it again, so he wrote the second song:
"Bamboo Stone"
"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."
"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from southeast to northwest."
"Oh, Ziqian took the trouble, thank you, thank you." Ju Shou laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. This poem praised him for his arrogance and fearlessness.
In the future, there will be one more record in the history books: Ju Shou is a man with strong bones and high integrity.
"Ziqian, why don't you take the trouble to write down Lan and Ju, so that the 'Four Gentlemen' can live together." Ju Shou showed a chrysanthemum smile again.
Liu Jin's face turned green, what the hell, you still want to prostitute four songs for nothing, you are thinking of farting.
"No more, just these two poems. If Mr. Ju is not satisfied, then I will give them to others." Liu Jin was about to take the two poems away.
"Satisfied, so satisfied." Ju Shou grabbed the two poems and hugged them in his arms, not a baby.
"In that case, Mr. Ju should be able to let Jin go." Liu Jin rolled his eyes and said.
"Haha, Ziqian, don't be annoyed, the old man is joking with you." Ju Shou smiled disapprovingly, how can you say that scholars are shameless, we are tenacious.
Liu Jin is speechless, I believe you are a ghost, you are a bad old man.
If I don't agree, you're probably lying on the ground and can't get up.
Liu Jin got up and bid farewell to Jushou, and Jushou happily sent Liu Jin out.
"Mr. Ju, please stop." Liu Jin saluted, turned and left.
"Ziqian, if you have something to do in the future, you can write to the old man. The old man still has some contacts." Ju Shou shouted from behind, playing for fun, making trouble for trouble, the young man himself still appreciates it.
"Haha, thank you sir." Liu Jin's voice came from far away and disappeared at the end.
After Liu Jin left, Ju Shou quickly asked people to frame the two poems, and arranged for someone to plant a piece of bamboo in the backyard.
Then I wrote a letter to Tian Feng, and sent it quickly, asking Tian Feng to comment on the next two poems.
Then Jushou began to write invitations, calling friends to appreciate his two poems of "Plum and Bamboo".
Not only that, Jushou also took everyone to visit the plum trees and bamboo forests in his courtyard.
Undoubtedly, the two poems of "Plum and Bamboo" began to spread rapidly, and their popularity was no less than that of "Humble Room Ming".
Tian Feng and Jushou also began to be known to people. After all, they are celebrities that even Fengshen generals admire, so people respectfully call them: "Mr. Burrow" and "Plum Bamboo Layman".
When Liu Jin returned to the inn, it was almost dark, and it was not suitable for traveling at night. Liu Jin planned to set off again the next day.
After dinner, Liu Jin continued to comprehend "36 Strategies". He was already able to memorize it fluently, but unfortunately, he didn't have any new insights.
Early the next morning.
"System! Sign in!"
"Ding! Sign in successfully! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: a jar of Moutai wine!"
Liu Jin is considering whether to sell some Moutai wine. This is already the third pot. He even drinks and gives away, and there is still half of the first pot left.
Forget it, the money is not bad for now, save it and give it away later.
After breakfast, Liu Jin left Quang Binh with Diao Chan.
The two went south all the way, wading through mountains and rivers, and unknowingly reached the boundary of Wei County.
On this day, the two passed by a small mountain village.
There are not many families in the village, which looks desolate and dilapidated.
Liu Jin originally wanted to ask the villagers for some water, but he knocked on several doors and no one found him, so he probably fled.
Suddenly, there was a sound of "ding ding bang bang". Liu Jin listened carefully, it was like the sound of weapons colliding.
Liu Jin took out the Panlonghalberd and followed the sound. After a while, he saw a thatched cottage.
Skip the thatched hut, in the open space behind, there are two strong men fighting, both of them are burly, with tough faces, one wields a broadsword and the other wields a long spear.
The two of you come and go, they are evenly matched, and they fight hard.
Sitting not far from him was an old man in his fifties, with messy gray hair, a knotted beard, and ragged coarse linen clothes.
The old man's eyes were very sharp, and Jiongjiong stared at the two strong men who were fighting.
Seeing Liu Jin appearing together, the old man didn't say anything, just glanced at them and stopped paying attention.
Liu Jin didn't speak, but turned his gaze to the two fighting in the arena. .
Although the two have a sword and a spear, they are obviously in the same way.
Besides, although the two fought fiercely, they didn't attack the vital parts. Obviously, the two were just exchanging ideas.
After two glances, Liu Jin was sure that this was the master teaching the apprentice.