Chapter 32 Collection of poems for granted to disciples

Gongsun Riye has left, and life without a top student may be a bit monotonous.

However, Luo Yunsheng was not idle either. Instead, after two or three days, he found an afternoon with a slightly sunny sunshine and shouted Yang Xiaoer, "Waiter, come here."

Yang Xiaoer looked a little nervous because the master rarely showed such a serious look in front of him. Could it be that my junior brother is too smart, which makes the master dislike me?

Is this going to drive me out of the sect?

"master."

Yang Xiaoer said a little timidly.

"Yang Xiaoer is your nickname, right?"

"yes.

Before my father named his disciple, he left."

Yang Xiaoer didn't dare to tell his master his real name, so he began to keep running around as usual.

Luo Yunsheng nodded and said, "As the saying goes, one day, one day, one's father, and since you don't have a name, your mother is not like a person who knows the words and literacy. Then, as a teacher, you will be a master, so as not to be a joke in the future, and you will be a joke. I wonder if you are willing?"

Yang Xiaoer was suddenly moved. He knew that he had always concealed something from his master. He must have noticed his master's intelligence, but the master still treated him wholeheartedly and was willing to name him. This kind of kindness was tantamount to rebirthing his parents. He knelt on his knees and kowtowed: "Wother asked the master to give him a name, but the waiter was still young and hoped to serve the master and postpone his study trip."

Yang Xiaoer knew very well that the master wanted to name himself today, probably because he wanted to let him go out for a study tour.

Luo Yunsheng smiled and said, "When entering my door, I will naturally gain my reputation as Romon."

The disciples who were the disciples who were the masters were all females and did not understand the Four Books and Five Classics, which led to the fact that the master’s name in Chang'an City was never known. Many people also suspected that the master was a dirty person. They only knew how to be with the woman and gave you the name of the master. In the future, you must communicate more with the princes in the world to help the master correct his reputation."

Luo Yunsheng almost took out the set of sales managers that year. Romon Romon, you are the strongest, Romon Romon, you are the best.

Yang Xiaoer lowered his head and his face turned red.

He murmured in his heart: "Master, you are so stupid. You are talking as if the disciples in front of you are not female.

Master, Master, I'm sorry for you.

The male rabbit's feet are shaky, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, just because you are still young."

However, since the master intends to go to Chang'an to make a name for himself, he naturally cannot lose his reputation as a master.

At that moment, the little face said very seriously: "It depends on the orders of the sir."

Luo Yunsheng nodded and said modestly: "Although I am not good at writing, I am also reading some miscellaneous books in my spare time to give you the word Mingkong. Yang Mingkong will be your name from now on.

Ming means clear, which means that the principle of true emptiness is not different from color; color has no self-nature, and is not different from emptiness.

The master always feels that your murderous aura is too strong in nature, and hopes to be influenced by Buddhism, to see the nature of enlightenment and to eliminate the murderous aura.”

Yang Xiaoer kowtowed again and said, "Yang Mingkong thanked Mr.."

Luo Yunsheng picked up a booklet from the desk and handed it over, "Take it and go to Chang'an to make a name."

Yang Xiaoer took the booklet and thought it was a map or a recommendation letter to a court boss. However, he took it and wrote the words Yang Mingkong's collection of poems.

Looking at the moji above for a while, Yang Mingkong's gratitude for Luo Yunsheng rose several times. He even wanted to tell his master the truth about his life experience directly.

But he was worried that the master would hate it because of deception, so he couldn't speak at the moment.

If he said that he had deceived the master before, to eat and drink, and to repay him after he had the ability in the future, what Yang Mingkong is thinking about now is to be with the master day and night and respect him.

Although the master is young, his every move is full of charm and aura that only mature men have.

During the late nights, Yang Mingkong even had some beautiful dreams.

She knew that this was not something she should have at her age, but strangely, as long as she saw her master, she would always have inexplicable fantasies.

At his age, he seems to be able to watch his husband grow up slowly.

But the entanglement of the master-apprentice relationship is like carrying shackles.

With a complicated mood, I opened the poetry collection and the first page was a poem called Xiakexing.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.

After the matter, I left with my clothes and hid my name."

At first glance, Yang Mingkong felt very amazing.

I heard from the children in the village that the master had ridden a war horse and crossed a sword a few days ago, dreaming of exploring the world. It was his mother's iron rod that brought him back to reality. I guess this was the master's memorial work for his dream.

But why does the master say that he is not knowledgeable about literature?

Such sharp words and generous words may not be written by young scholars who think they are familiar with poetry and talented.

Turn it over again.

"The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun sets in the long river is round."

Yang Mingkong looked at the gentleman in shock, unable to speak for a long time. He was not like Luo Yunsheng. He was taught by experts and guided by celebrities since childhood. The four words "Sole Smoke" in the desert fully explain the magnificent and majestic scene of the desert, making people unable to help but fantasize about it and feel its artistic conception.

This is really beautiful. I fantasize that if I were a man wearing armor and seeing such a spectacular scene, how happy would it be?

"Dinghu dragon goes far, and the silver sea geese fly deep."

This poem is very charming, probably the feeling of the master when he visited Mount Li.

In terms of artistic conception and artistic attainments, they are actually better than the previous ones.

In the end, Yang Mingkong was completely in a state of numbness.

Never seen such a talented person.

Yang Mingkong quickly remembered a thin booklet and about a dozen poems.

But his heart was quite complicated at this time. On the one hand, the poem was prepared for him by the master, and the words on the booklet were written by the master for him. He wanted to put it on the head of the bed and watch it day and night.

Every time I wake up late at night, I can see things and think of people, and think of my handsome face when my master splashes ink and writes poems with his sword.

No, what I like is the teacher's talent, not the teacher's appearance.

But if the master takes such a good work to Chang'an and takes out a poem at the poetry meeting, it will be enough to be famous for Chang'an. It is favored by high officials and nobles. Next, it will be a success, but the master actually wants to give me such a good opportunity.

I, Yang Mingkong, is the kind of person who is greedy for wealth and honor, who uses the hard work of his master to exchange for high-ranking officials and nobles?

In the end, Yang Mingkong returned the collection of poems, "Master, the disciple cannot accept it. With these collections of poems, if you can become famous in the world, it does not necessarily have to be done by the disciple."

Luo Yunsheng waved his hand and said proudly: "Although you have some poetic talent for your master, your talent is not very eye-catching in a place like Chang'an where talents gather. With the guarantee given to you by your master, you can make you famous all over the world faster and correct your master's reputation.

As for being a teacher, you don’t have to worry, what’s in your heart is good.

For example, you see.”

Luo Yunsheng opened the window and saw autumn leaves falling on the tree. He casually said: "Falling reds are not ruthless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

how?"

Looking at the scene in the distance, there was a group of flying geese in the south. Luo Yunsheng recited it in a lingering manner: "Since ancient times, I have been sad and lonely in autumn. I said that autumn is better than spring. A crane roams the clouds in the clear sky, which leads to the poetic feelings to the blue sky.

how?"

If Yang Mingkong had only shocked his master's talent before, he saw his master's words and his wealth was soaring, leaving only two chins on the ground, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"For example, looking at the horizontal ridge and the side becomes a peak, with different heights and heights."

"For example, the north wind blows the ground with a hundred grass breaks..."

"Master, please stop talking."

At this moment, Yang Mingkong found that he could not control his tears. At this moment, he was not moved, but was scared to tears by his master.

"I, Yang Mingkong, no, Wu Mingkong, no, what kind of person did Wu Meiniang find as a teacher?

One day in the future, if he knows that I am a woman and delays his inheritance, will he kill me with his own hands?"

Yang Mingkong said in his heart.

"Master, please, be an official. With such talent, why do you have to enjoy yourself with chickens and ducks in the countryside?"

Yang Mingkong begged.

Luo Yunsheng shook his head and said, "Mingkong, you don't understand. It's actually similar to playing the piano with chickens and ducks.

The adults in the court do not understand what they say to be a teacher and do not understand the way to be a teacher, and it will be useless to go there. It is better to be happy at home.

OK, my teacher knows that you are different from those ordinary people. You are pragmatic in everything and will not stick to false etiquette.

Go home and clean up quickly and go to Chang'an to become famous all over the world tomorrow."
Chapter completed!