If you are a champion, you will be a senior official. He is already the top rank of the Jinshi list in Jiayou for the second year and is the top scorer in the new subject. Of course, it is natural to learn the champion.

But what happened to the book crown and ci pen?”

Li Jianzao showed an expression of admiration on his face: "The lyrics naturally refer to the lyrics of poetry. Ouyang Bian's lyrics are unique and are called the founder of the bold school to distinguish the previous lyrics."

Yang Dechang used to be a scholar, but later he started a business and knew less about Shilin's affairs. He heard this and said, "What words were written by him?"

Li Jianzao said: "I am not a scholar, so I don't remember much, but some of the most classic songs, Yang Dongjia, should have heard of them, one song "Shuitu Songtou - Gift to Lu Caiwei"..."

Yang Dechang slapped his thigh: "Yes, Lu Caiwei is his person, why did I ignore it... When did Mingyue ask Qingtian for wine... Oh, this poem is really amazing, how did that sentence come about..."

"As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics come out from the water tune, is there all the other lyrics gone?" Li Jianzao said.

"Oh, that's exactly!" Yang Dechang slapped his thigh again.

Li Jianzao smiled: "There is also the Qingyu Case - Yuanxi."

Yang Dechang thought for a while and said, "The east wind bloomed thousands of flowers and trees at night?"

Li Jianzao then slapped his thigh: "Yang Dong's family is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and admire him!"

Although he knew that Li Jianzao was just flattering, Yang Dechang was still a little proud.

Artistic elegance has always been human nature, and big businessmen like Yang Dechang can't escape this law.

"What else?" Yang Dechang said happily.

"Well... there is Linjiangxian, I don't know if it has been transmitted to this place."

Yang Dechang had never heard of it before, and he said, "But, come with the pen and ink and copy it."

The housekeeper quickly took the pen and ink.

Li Jianzao really put in his efforts and quickly recited: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes..."

Just as these two sentences were expressed, Yang Dechang slapped his thigh again: "Good words!"

Li Jianzao was startled and couldn't help looking at Yang Dechang's thighs, and he had a question in his heart: Doesn't it hurt?

Li Jianzao did not stop and continued to recite. Yang Dechang shook his head.

"It's really wonderful and easy to say, no wonder, no wonder, Ci Guan No. 1 is well-known! The housekeeper, after a while, I'll buy all the lyrics of the top scholar. Oh, if there are any books about his books, I'll buy them back!"

Yang Dechang instructed, "It's not short of money to buy books."

"There are more, there are more!"

At this time, Yang Dechang was like a curious baby.

Li Jianzao said: "As for calligraphy crown, it is said that Ouyang Bian created a new font called Shou Ou style. Some people commented that the pen is flexible and fast, the handwriting is thin and vigorous, and the weight is thin without losing its flesh. The large characters can be seen in the graceful and graceful place!

The evaluation is so high that it can be seen that its font must be quite desirable. You must know that this sentence is not what ordinary people say, does Cai Xiang know?"

Yang Dechang nodded: "I know, Cai Xiaolong Group. When Mr. Cai was in Fujian, he was in charge of tea making. At that time, he borrowed some funds from me. Mr. Cai's calligraphy attainments are indeed the top in the world."

Li Jianzao smiled and said, "Tai Gong's calligraphy was top-notch at that time. His evaluation of Ouyang Bian was so high, which shows that this thin Ou style has become one and is considered the master of the founding sect!"

Yang Dechang nodded repeatedly and exclaimed: "Some people are really born to know. You see, there is only one thing we are good at, but real geniuses can establish a school if they do it casually. People really can't compare with each other!"

Li Jianzhao smiled and said, "The top scholar is really a prodigy."

Yang Dechang was stunned: "Wait, child prodigy?"

Li Jianzao was also stunned: "Don't Yang's family know?"

Yang Dechang said in shock: "How old is Ouyang Bian?"

Li Jianzao calculated: "If you don't calculate it wrong, you should be twelve years old. He was eight years old when he wrote the water tune song. At that time, it should be the first year of Zhihe. Now it is the third year of Jiayou and four years."

Yang Dechang fell silent.

Horse's!

It’s really pissing people out of comparison!

He thought Ouyang Bian was a young talent, at least in his twenties, but he didn't expect that he was about the same as his son.

But, not to mention poetry, songs, how did he write such a profound and profound economic work?

Oh, yes, he is also in business.

Moreover, his business is already the leader of businessmen in the world.

Not to mention anything else, just West Lake City is the biggest treasure pot in the world.

There is also an Agricultural Bank of China. The amount of funds of the Agricultural Bank of China is not even comparable to the two major tickets that are spread all over Liangzhe Road.
Chapter completed!