"If you want to talk about these three poems, each of them is a classic of the past! That's really a genius who is not good at writing it!"

Whenever Cheng Jun mentioned the poem, his face was full of eyebrows and his eyes were almost narrowed into a slit.

As a model who doesn't like to learn, although Cheng Jun is ignorant, he is also from the royal family. Although his ability to appreciate poetry is not as profound as Cheng Yu, he is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Three songs?"

Cheng Yu frowned and was a little suspicious of Cheng Jun's words. As far as Cheng Yu knew, even the most powerful literary master, he had never heard anyone write three poems that passed down from generation to generation in just a few days.

Of course, he can't be blamed, after all, there is no Li Bai in this world, nor the legend of a hundred poems about wine and wine.

"That's three songs!" Cheng Jun quickly took out his cell phone from his arms, opened it like a treasure, and handed it to Cheng Yu, and said with a smile: "Our father... uh, I'm going to invite him to come for our father's birthday!"

Cheng Yu frowned, took the phone, and moved his eyes to the contents of the phone.

Um?

Cheng Yu's pupils suddenly shrank after reading the first peach blossom quatrain.

This poem...

I don’t know where the faces of the human faces go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

.........

A beautiful but regretful scene suddenly floated deep in Cheng Yu's heart, deeply reminiscing it.

Come back to your senses and read the second song.

Jiang Xue.

The old man in a straw raincoat and hat is alone in a boat, fishing for the snow in the cold river.

......

In the snow and ice, an old man with fairy spirit and drooping spirit sat alone on a small boat and fished.

Cheng Yu only felt that his breathing was a little tight.

The third song.

Jie Qiong Fu...

After reading it, Cheng Yu was stunned.

Compared with the first two poems, the artistic conception of the third poem is even higher.

this....

What a very human being does!

"Brother Wang..." Cheng Jun was about to shout, but then changed his words instantly, "Brother...Brother??"

Cheng Yu was still silent in the artistic conception of the three poems for a long time.

Suddenly hearing Cheng Jun's voice, he came to his senses and looked at Cheng Jun in a daze, "Are these three poems really done by one person?"

"It's so true!" Cheng Jun was anxious like a monkey. He looked at Cheng Yu and said anxiously: "Brother, how do you feel?"

"No one can make a song without literature."

Cheng Yu sighed and continued: "None of these three poems is not a classic of history. The person who wrote this poem must be a hero among people."

"That's not true!" Cheng Jun heard this and gave it to him, "That 200,000 yuan..." Seeing Cheng Yu's brows tighter, Cheng Jun quickly said, "Brother, I'm also for my father's birthday."

"Oh." Cheng Yu looked at Cheng Jun's anxious eyes and sighed, "A Liang, you have never liked to study since you were a child. Now you are over 16 years old. The coming-of-age ceremony is about to be imminent. How can you not find a serious thing? How can you always be a slut? If you have money, do you have to speak for your brother? How can you feel like asking for money with others?"

Cheng Yu's tutorial, Cheng Jun, could not listen to Cheng Yu's words? But he still pretended to be aware of his mistake on his face and said honestly: "What brother taught me is that I know my mistake."

"Oh." Cheng Yu didn't know the nature of his brothers, and sighed again, but then asked seriously: "Do you know the author of this poem?"

"I know!" Cheng Jun prepared a lot of gifts to ask for money this time, and he smiled and said, "This young man's surname is Zhang Yuan and his courtesy name is Zishan."

Cheng Yu still wanted to listen, but who knew that Cheng Jun had no more of the following.

"That's all?" Cheng Yu frowned.

"That's all..." Cheng Jun scratched his head.

"A Liang!" Cheng Yu suddenly became serious, and his tone was also stern.

"Ah!" Cheng Jun's body trembled.

The eldest brother is very strict with himself. He caused trouble because of his playfulness. The eldest brother pulled himself out of the crowd alone and beat him up on the spot.

Until now, Cheng Jun still remembers the pain of Cheng Yu's attack.

"How can you perfunctory me?" Cheng Yu looked at Cheng Jun coldly, wondering if he had not exercised his hands for a long time. Did his second brother forget the flesh and blood pain he suffered last time?

"By the way, okay... It seems that Zhang Zishan is from the crew director Liu Zhonglei!" Cheng Jun seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up and quickly added.

"Take it seriously?" Cheng Yu frowned.

"It must be!" Cheng Jun slapped his thigh, "It must be right to find Liu Zhonglei!"

Cheng Yu's eyebrows then stretched slightly. He approached Cheng Jun and went up to him and said, "My father's birthday is approaching, and this matter cannot be delayed. I will go to Director Liu's crew with you to find him tomorrow, and just take a look at Liu Zhonglei's new drama."

"Ah?" Cheng Jun's face collapsed, "Why bother me with this? I can do it myself."

"Do you really think I don't know your little thoughts?" Cheng Yu's face seemed to be a little smile, and Cheng Jun felt a little embarrassed when he saw it.

unlucky!

Cheng Jun looked at Cheng Yu's eyes and sighed in his heart, with a little disappointed face. He gave Cheng Yu a greeting, "Oh, then I'll leave first, I'll find you tomorrow."

As he said that, before Cheng Yu opened his mouth again, Cheng Jun ran out in shame.

Looking at Cheng Jun's back, Cheng Yu sighed inwardly.

My second brother! It’s always a worry. When will that innocent heart grow up?

"Old Li." Cheng Yu rubbed his temples and shouted out loud to the door.

After a while, an old man came into the room.

"Master." The old man bowed slightly.

"I didn't say that the royal family has passed now. Don't take my luggage anymore. We are just an ordinary employment relationship." Cheng Yu looked at the old man with gray hair in front of him, and a hint of sourness flashed through his heart.

"I'm used to it." The old man lowered his eyebrows and didn't raise his head.

"Oh." Cheng Yu couldn't. He threw this out of his mind. After thinking for a while, he spoke: "You can go to the farmhouse to get 200,000 han coins, and then get a new card and call it to the new card and send the new card to my second brother."

"Yes." The old man nodded, bowed his waist and slowly retreated.

"By the way, don't let my father and mother know." Cheng Yu suddenly spoke up.

"yes."

.........

After a long time, Cheng Yu was left in the study.

Cheng Yu was stunned for a while, suddenly stood up, held the wolf's hair in his hand, and splashed his pen and ink.

Jiang Xue

Peach Blossom Quatrain

Jie Qiong Fu.

Three poems appear on the paper in turn.

After writing, Cheng Yuchang exclaimed and looked at his pen and ink, with a hint of complexity on his face.

"I still can't calm down!"

Cheng Yu always felt very uncomfortable. He felt that his heart was trapped in a place and could not escape control no matter how hard he struggled. Although this house was luxurious, it was just a house after all.

Cheng Yujing sat on the chair with a calm expression, but his clenched and shaking fists expressed his inner uneasiness.

On the wall behind his head, a pair of calligraphy is about dragons and phoenixes dancing.

"Only and Bright"
Chapter completed!