Not only Li Yuan was dumbfounded, but Wu Xu and Li Lizhi were all surprised.

They were all stunned by Li Chengfeng's talent.

Is this really a line that a man can write? How long has it been? Back and forth, in less than ten minutes, Li Chengfeng created two super poems in a row?

One sentence but let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, don't teach Huma Du Yinshan?

One sentence kills one person in ten steps, and never stays behind for thousands of miles?

If these poems are spread among the people, they will definitely be very famous.

Moreover, the artistic conception is profound and catchy, maybe it will be included in the subject matter of Wenxuan Pavilion's tutorials in the future, and it is uncertain!

"Pretty, pretty, hahaha..."

Li Yuan laughed heartily.

Li Chengfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Phew, I'm sweating because it's so hot. Okay, let's close the pen. Grandpa, you can take these two poems and go back and pretend!"

"Pretentious? What does this mean?" Li Yuan looked at Li Chengfeng suspiciously.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Haha, pretending to be aggressive means showing off! That is, after you have finished acting aggressive, the other party has nothing to do with you. How exciting!"

"Haha, it makes sense and makes sense!"

Li Yuan stroked his beard and continued: "Feng'er, grandpa, now, can I ask you something? Grandpa has never played a ball before. Now, grandpa please ask you one thing, is it okay?"

"What's the matter? Why did Grandpa ask me?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Yuan inexplicably.

This old man is a fool and has a lot of money. He bought two poems for 10,000 gold just to pretend to be aggressive when he goes back?

What are you asking yourself to do now?

Li Yuan suddenly stretched out his right index finger to Li Chengfeng, and said, "Feng'er, Grandpa, I beg you once again! One more song, one more song for Grandpa, the price is also 5000 gold, okay?"

"What? Grandpa, I've said it all, I've sealed my pen!"

"I don't care, grandpa is begging you, why don't you give grandpa face?"

Like an old urchin, Li Yuan looked at Li Chengfeng pretending to be angry.

This old man also loves poetry like his life.

Moreover, Li Yuan could tell that Li Chengfeng's poems and fonts were unique in the world.

If you want more pictures, you will have more face in the future.

what is money Isn't money just for face?

What is the use of more money? I can't eat it again, but if I have face? Li Yuan felt that wherever he went in the future, his face would be bright!

However, at this moment, Li Chengfeng already wanted to stop writing.

And Li Lizhi looked at Li Yuan's hunger and thirst, she couldn't help but tugged on Li Chengfeng's sleeve, and said, "Brother Feng'er, look at Grandpa begging you, please give Grandpa another poem!"

"Well, I was already planning to seal the pen!"

"Don't Feng'er, you can't close your pen, let me tell you! If you write more poems, your reputation will definitely be resounded throughout the Tang Dynasty. Maybe it will be passed down for thousands of generations. Some people will still remember your poems. okay?"

Li Yuan hurriedly stopped Li Chengfeng from closing his pen.

Li Chengfeng sighed, and said: "Okay, then I will write the last song for grandpa's sake! Remember grandpa, this is really the last song! Even if you beg me on your knees, I will I don't write any more!

"Okay, okay, okay, come, come, Feng'er will give grandpa another last song! It's still the same, you can write whatever you want, don't be bound by the subject matter, just let go of your mind and write!"

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite!"

"Eunuch Wu, bring the rice paper!"

"Yes, Eighth Prince!"

On the table, a large piece of rice paper was laid out again.

Li Chengfeng discovered that this old man Li Yuan can really make a fuss!

To ask for that, Li Chengfeng originally planned to sell him a poem because he was his grandfather and treated him well.

In the end, this shameless old man asked for three songs in a row?

But after all, Li Chengfeng was not at a loss.

Because, Li Chengfeng still earned 15,000 gold in the end, so don't waste the money.

Maybe the money is just money in Li Yuan's hands.

But in Li Chengfeng's hands, he can definitely bring out the greatest value!

However, the time has not come yet!

"The last song, grandpa!"

"Okay, just the last one, Grandpa promises it won't be difficult for you!"

Li Yuan put his hands behind his back, with a bright smile on his face, and said: "Feng'er, how about this, can I have a poem? Grandpa suddenly remembered that you gave Grandpa two poems, but there is not a single poem!"

"Hmm... okay, let's just spend a little more ink! It's not a big problem!"

Li Chengfeng said confidently.

Who is he? He is a genius who traveled through the 21st century.

There are 300 Tang poems, and there are all kinds of Tang poems and Song lyrics, which are all required to be memorized in elementary school Chinese textbooks.

In terms of Ci, it must be that Song Ci is even more powerful.

So Li Chengfeng thought about it carefully, and said silently in his heart: "I'm sorry! Su Shi, I'm going to start copying. Who told you that you haven't been born yet!"

"Giggle..."

Smiling, Li Chengfeng then began to write on the rice paper.

"Nian Rujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

The great river goes east, the waves wash away, and there are romantic figures through the ages.

On the west side of the old base, the human way is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms.

The rocks pierced through the sky, the stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

Picturesque, a moment how many hero.

Thinking back to the time when Gongjin was young, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, and she was majestic and heroic.

Feather fans and scarves, while talking and laughing, masts and sculls are wiped out in ashes.

If you travel in the motherland, you should laugh at me passionately, and you will be born early.

Life is like a dream, and one statue is still in Jiangyue. "

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck...

If Li Yuan could say shit~www.mtlnovel.com~ he must be talking like this now.

Li Yuan's eyes were wide open, and he muttered to himself, "It's incredible, it's incredible! Feng'er, this poem of yours can be said to be the peak poem of the Tang Dynasty? My God, the heart of this old man I can't take it anymore! Grandson, this old man can't wait to introduce you to the world now, my Li family has produced a great character! Hahaha!"

Li Yuan laughed happily.

He didn't expect that Li Chengfeng knew history?

Here comes the song "Nian Rujiao Chibi Nostalgia"!

Especially the sentence: Feather fan and scarf, while talking and laughing, the mast and scull are wiped out in ashes.

Li Yuan was shocked when he saw it.

People without boldness can't write such words and sentences at all!

This can only prove that Li Chengfeng's heart and courage are unique.

"Okay, grandpa, take it! A total of 15,000 gold!"

"Hey, okay, okay! Grandpa will ask someone to bring the money later, but grandpa still has one more thing to ask for!"

"Okay, okay, are you here again?"

Li Chengfeng puffed his cheeks and looked at Li Yuan.

This stinky old man, is it over yet? so much money? 5,000 gold for a picture, and you still keep asking?

If I had known that Li Chengfeng would pay 10,000 gold for a painting!