Traveling through the farmhouse: there is room for the group pet Fubao

Chapter 72 Amazing
"I just asked if you want poetry?"

Chu Tian raised her head slightly and looked at those who doubted her. Her pretty face was full of confidence, which no amount of expensive clothes could reveal.

Shopkeeper Lu and the young gentlemen who were self-sufficient scholars were convinced by the little girl's determination, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed. Is there really a good poem?
Shopkeeper Lu eased up a bit, first looked at Tang Yun beside the little girl who had been letting his daughter do whatever he wanted, and then turned around and asked, "Little girl, good poetry is of course necessary, but it may not be good if you say it is good, It’s up to everyone to agree.”

Others in the bookstore also echoed the shopkeeper Lu,
The meaning is obvious. To have a good poem, writing it out for people to see is the kingly way.

"pen and ink."

As soon as Chu Tian said, shopkeeper Lu immediately walked out from the counter, pointed to the Four Treasures of the Study on the table, "You can use it as you like."

Shopkeeper Lu has lived for decades, and he has never been so absurd as he is today, allowing a little yellow-haired girl to torment him.

Forget it, if she can write fluent sentences, she will pass, otherwise, I don't believe that her mother has the face to walk out from here.

Walking into the counter unceremoniously, Chu Tian found that the counter was too high, so she moved the low stool next to it and stood on it, just like when she threw the bowl.Not to mention whether you can write or not, this posture is also very interesting. From the shopkeeper's waiter to the guests in the bookstore, everyone gathered around, wanting to see the little girl make a fool of herself.

Chu Tian smiled obediently at her mother, then rubbed the ink, and took the pen, what should I write?Or what poems are likely to resonate now?
The poems of the boudoir grievances and poems are obviously out of date.

The current Daling is crumbling and the country will be destroyed. Write (copy) an inspiring poem?

It's okay, but, many poems are quoted from the classics, and there are a lot of geographical years, and Daling is a dynasty that came out of nowhere, so you have to annotate it after silently writing it?People ask, will it be troublesome to explain?

"Little girl, do you write or not?"

"I don't know how to write, hurry up and apologize, I don't know as much as you."

……

Chu Tian ignored what others said.

Come first Wang Changling's yellow sand battles wear gold armor, if you don't break Loulan, you won't return it?
No, no, I have to explain, that's not as good as Yue Da's Man Jianghong, it's enough.

Chu Tian apologized in her heart as she swiped her pen, Yue Da, my little girl borrowed your words to inspire the fighting spirit of the Daling people to fight against the invaders, and it was a good use, what do you think?Yue Da.

Some people waited to see the joke, some people didn't think a child's joke was worth reading, but when everyone tried to persuade the little girl, Chu Tian had already started to write.

Angry, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain.Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.Thirty fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon.Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, Kong is sad...

Zhang Xiucai was close, and he would read a sentence after the little girl wrote it.

He finished reading until the little girl filled a sheet of paper with eloquence, and the whole noisy bookstore was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Putting down the pen after signing the word Chu Tian, ​​ignoring everyone's feelings, she rubbed her little hands, picked up the paper and dried the ink.

No wonder the ancients liked to chew on words, but they really couldn't write in vernacular. Writing brush characters is really not a human thing.

tired!
After listening to what Zhang Xiucai said, the young man was so surprised that he didn't dare to take a deep breath. Shopkeeper Lu was more stable. He heard it and was shocked, but it wasn't enough. He had to witness it again, word by word, Well, in short, countless times are not too many.

"Little girl, show me?"

"Hey!"

Chu Tianren was still standing on the stool and handed him the paper.

Shopkeeper Lu raised his hands in a dignified way to pick it up.

Others don't want to get too close to a little girl, but shopkeeper Lu is different, they are all men, and when the shopkeeper gets it, they all squeeze up to feast their eyes.

(End of this chapter)