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Chapter 387: The best running script in the world, Lanting Preface!!!

Of course Zhuang Zhou didn't need to prepare, and there was no need to prepare.

As for frontier poems, he could recite several of them off the top of his head.

The following one in particular is a classic among classics:

“The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty was at the Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

But so that the Dragon City Feijiang will be there, he will not teach Huma Du Yinshan.

The chestnut horse is newly equipped with a white jade saddle, and the moonlight is cold after the battle on the battlefield.

The iron drums on the city walls are still beating, and the golden sword in the box... the blood is not yet dry!"

Just read a poem!

Everyone shouted:

"What a poem!"

"Come again!"

What a spirit this is!

Zhuang Zhou also loves ancient poetry, especially the heroic spirit of frontier poems.

As I kept reciting it, I became excited.

It’s just reciting poems!

Nine years of compulsory education have already integrated these poems into his flesh and blood.

I can’t compose poetry, and I can’t even recite it!

Zhuang Zhou smiled slightly, looking up at a 45-degree angle, and continued chanting:

“The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river.

When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran. "

As soon as the poem fell, there was another round of applause.

"What a poem! What a poem!"

"Mr. Zhuang is so talented and admirable!"

Zhuang Zhou waved his hand modestly, but he was feeling very proud in his heart.

Take a deep breath and speak again:

"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi and condensed night purple.

The half-rolled red flag is approaching Yishui, and the frost is heavy and the sound of cold is not heard.

I will repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace, and I will die for you with the Jade Dragon."

Zhuang Zhou's voice was passionate and generous, full of yearning and pursuit for heroic spirit.

After hearing this, Li Er's blood boiled even more.

It was as if I was back on the battlefield, fighting side by side with my brothers.

Seeing everyone so enthusiastic, Zhuang Zhou felt even more proud.

I can't help but recite another poem:

"The long clouds of Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks towards Yumen Pass in the distance.

I have worn my golden armor through hundreds of battles in the yellow sand, and I will not return until I have conquered Loulan."

This poem is like the rolling water of the Yangtze River, surging endlessly.

It instantly ignited the enthusiasm of everyone present.

Applause and cheers rang out one after another.

It seemed as if the entire hall was occupied by Zhuang Zhou's poems.

There is a heroic and passionate atmosphere in the air.

Li Er was so excited that he stood up. He patted Zhuang Zhou on the shoulder and praised loudly:

"Zhuang Zhou, you are truly a talented person!

Your poem is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, revealing its sharp edge and making our blood boil! "

Zhuang Zhou smiled slightly and said modestly:

"Your Majesty, I am too kind. I am only a novice in literature."

You call this being literate?

Li Erben is a person who loves poetry.

Of course he knew the exquisiteness and brilliance of Zhuang Zhou's poems.

From this, we can see that Zhuang Zhou's talent is absolutely immeasurable!

So he also became interested.

He wanted to take out his treasured priceless treasure and show it off to the world.

"I am also very happy tonight. Let's go to the study and have some tea. I have some calligraphy for you to enjoy. How do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian knew that his father was going to show off his collection of Chinese characters "王" again.

Speaking of which, there are many Wang characters on the market now.

But most of them are copies.

The real Wang's calligraphy, especially the original copy of "Lanting Preface", had never been seen by Li Chengqian even though he was the crown prince.

"Okay!"

Zhuang Zhou readily agreed.

It looks like it’s time to see something good!

Zhuang Zhou is really looking forward to it!

at this time.

Li Yuan slowly said:

"I won't go to appreciate the calligraphy!

I drank some wine and felt a little tired!"

Li Yuan is old after all and looks very tired.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zhou immediately said:

"Your Majesty, since you are tired, you should rest early!"

Li Yuan nodded and said with a smile:

“Okay, okay!

Mr. Zhuang, you are a very interesting person. I really like talking to you.

I will listen to your talk about the construction plan of Datang some other day."

"Okay! I'm looking forward to it too!"

"Then Father, please go back and rest early!"

After saying this, Li Er personally helped Li Yuan to stand up, and then helped Li Yuan onto the imperial carriage.

"Mr. Zhuang, I really like the wine tonight!"

"As long as the emperor likes it."

Zhuang Zhou said, then looked at Li Er and asked:

"Your Majesty, I didn't expect to meet the Emperor this time, and I didn't prepare any gifts. I wonder what the Emperor likes on a daily basis?"

Li Er smiled slightly and said:

"The Emperor likes music, especially the pipa."

Actually!

Li Yuan likes a lot of tricks.

Especially after she abdicated, she gave birth to many brothers and sisters for Li Er.

But he didn't dare say these words.

"The Emperor loves music!"

Zhuang Zhou thought about it and suddenly had an idea.

It's just music!

Classical music and pop music of later generations are expected to have a large market.

"Your Majesty, next time I come to the palace I will bring you some interesting music."

"Oh that's fine!"

Li Yuan didn't care much about it. As he spoke, he waved his hand and the imperial carriage started.

After seeing Li Yuan off, Li Er also waved his hand and said:

"Let's go! I'll show you something good tonight."

Afterwards, Li Er brought Zhuang Zhou to the study.

The entire study is decorated in a simple and elegant style, and the bookshelves are filled with various ancient books and calligraphy and paintings.

How could Zhuang Zhou understand all this!

We made some tea and chatted for a while.

Li Er then stood up and walked to a corner, carefully opened an exquisite wooden box, and took out a scroll from it.

Gently unfolding it, a beautiful calligraphy piece appeared before Zhuang Zhou's eyes.

The font is elegant and graceful, the strokes are vigorous and powerful, and every word seems to contain endless vitality.

Zhuang Zhou looked at the work carefully and couldn't help but admire it.

and many more.

Zhuang Zhou quickly saw the clue.

The scroll begins with the following words:

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the year is Guichou, at the beginning of late spring..."

This?

It’s so familiar!

Isn’t this... Wang Xizhi’s Preface to the Lanting Collection?

Zhuang Zhou could recite the entire article before.

Even after all these years, he can still remember the opening.

"What the hell! Is this the Preface to the Lanting Poems?"

Zhuang Zhou felt excited.

The work in front of you.

It turned out to be the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" by Wang Xizhi, which he had always dreamed of getting!

To confirm authenticity.

Zhuang Zhou quickly moved closer to take a closer look and saw that the handwriting was clear and the strokes flowed smoothly.

Each word seems to have its own life, as if telling the story of Shanyin, Kuaiji in the ninth year of Yonghe.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou so obsessed, Li Er felt very proud.

This guy really knows his stuff!

Gently stroking his beard, Li Er smiled and said:

"This is the original copy of Wang Xizhi's Lanting Preface, which is my favorite calligraphy work in my life.

Zhuang Zhou, what do you think of this calligraphy?

Zhuang Zhou took a deep breath and replied:

"Your Majesty, this calligraphy is the pinnacle of calligraphy, every word is a pearl, every stroke is brilliant, it is truly a masterpiece that will be remembered for all eternity!

Zhuang is so lucky to be able to see the original work! "

This emotion is really exciting.

It's not an act at all.

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

You really know what you are doing!

You are able to recognize the beauty of this word, which is worthy of your talent."

After hearing this, Li Er laughed and said:

"I got this copy of Lanting Preface from a collector. I have treasured it for many years. Even Cheng Qian saw it for the first time."

Zhuang Zhou sneered in his heart.

This is really interesting.

What do you get from a collector?

This is clearly a conspiracy, right?

About the origin of Li Er's acquisition of "Lanting Preface".

Zhuang Zhou did have some understanding of this.

The original manuscript of "Lanting Preface" has always been regarded by Wang Xizhi as a family heirloom.

After Wang Xizhi's death, his paintings were collected by his descendants.

It was not until the establishment of the Tang Dynasty that Li Er ascended the throne.

In order to win over the scholars and officials all over the world.

Li Er began to ask people to collect calligraphy works related to Wang Xizhi.

But what Li Er wanted most was the picture in front of him...

"Lanting Preface".