Chapter 132

After Li Yi left, he swaggered to the poetry club again and found his own place to sit down.

A person drinking alone, this time there are a lot of people come up to want to make friends with him.

Li Yi also received many handkerchiefs, all of which were sent by the maids. In this era, the defense of men and women is still very serious.

What if the ladies of the family see the people they like at the poetry meeting?

After seeing the right person, she will let the servant girl give her handkerchief to the other party.

If the person who receives the handkerchief intends to return it to the owner, they will have a chance to meet each other.

The handkerchiefs were all stabbed with beautiful patterns. Li Yi didn't take any of them and put them all aside.

Li Hongcheng came over at this time. "The last half of my brother's poem is wonderful. I don't know if there is a second half of it."

Although Li Hongcheng didn't know what Zhao Ke was or what weapon was called Wu Gou, it didn't hinder his instinctive feeling that this poem was good.

Just listen to the first half of the song will feel blood boiling, can't wait to know what the second half is.

Li Yi didn't speak. He took a look at he Zongwei, who was sitting on one side. It was hard for him to have any good feelings for this guy.

And the most important thing is that he doesn't want to say the second half of the poem. After that, he has to work hard to find a way to explain it to these people. It's better not to hide it in his heart and make the second half of the poem a world mystery.

Of course, maybe fan Xian will fill in the second half of the poem some other day.

"The so-called poetry is nothing more than the desire of God, which should be appreciated with two or three friends. Some poems, I don't want to give them to people who shouldn't listen to them. "

Li Yi took a look at he Zongwei, whose face was like a pig's liver, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, which was very contemptuous.

"You..." he Zongwei wanted to attack, but he didn't know what to say. He was not as good as others. He could only clap the table and leave angrily.

Li Yi watched him leave, turned and looked at Li Hongcheng, "Your Highness, to be fair, what can be said is not really good.

Real good things should be hidden in the heart, occasionally with two or three friends, make a cup of tea, take out a few people to savor. Only in this way can we get the beauty of poetry. "

Li Hongcheng suddenly felt that Li Yi was different from himself. If he made such a good poem, he would show it off.

I wish everyone in the world knew that Li Yi kept such good poems in his heart. He didn't publicize them at all. He just tasted them with his two or three friends.

He just went out and should have talked a lot with fan Xian. Fan Xian was just the same. The real good poems are only willing to be hidden in his heart. If it wasn't for Guo Baokun, they would not have said it.

If Li Yi had not met such a confidant as fan Xian, he would not have recited two or three good poems in a row.

This is probably the gap between myself and them. One wants to take it out and publicize it. He wants to be known all over the world.

Only when you meet a confidant, will you take it out for mutual appreciation.

Maybe only people like them can go further in poetry, and they will fall into the path after all.

Not only Li Hongcheng thought of this, but also many taxis on the scene thought of it.

At this time, many people stand up, look at each other and smile. Everything is silent.

All of them bend over to Li Yi, "we will be taught." Even Li Hongcheng also saluted Li Yi.

Li Yi watched them salute themselves, but he didn't care much. He didn't want to explain to them.

After the ceremony, Li Hongcheng suddenly found something wrong. According to Li Yi, he said that his poetry club could not be held.

According to his words, poetry two or three friends can appreciate it. Will the poetry fair be held or not?

However, Li Hongcheng himself is also a very intelligent person. He was born in the royal family. No matter how stupid he is, he can't go anywhere.

"The poetry festival will be held in the future. If you don't want to abandon it, you can pass your poems to me, and then you can appreciate them together."

After Li Hongcheng finished speaking, he nodded in his heart alone. In the future, the poetry meeting may not be held, but there will still be countless good poems coming to him.

If you want to see who writes well, you can also invite him in, or solicit or help him.

After listening to it, Li Yi immediately understood that because of his own reasons, maybe this poetry meeting could not be held.

What's more, if we really just make cars behind closed doors in the future, I'm afraid that many good poems and lyrics can't be passed down at all. How can they be passed down without many people knowing and recording?

Now he stood up and said, "it's better to appreciate poetry with two or three friends, but you can't build a car behind closed doors. If you don't understand something, you need to take it out and appreciate it with you. If it's well written, it can also be collected and circulated. "

As soon as Li Yi Hua finished speaking, Li Hongcheng immediately praised him, "I will collect and collate the excellent poems at the poetry meeting in the future, and then I will appreciate them with you."

This sentence is obviously approved by many people, who do not want their poems to spread around the world.

Li Hongcheng is very happy. In this way, the influence of his poetry club may expand from Kyoto to Qingguo.

Then the atmosphere of the poetry club was obviously pushed to the climax, and many people toasted Li Yi.

Li Yi drinks two cups and leaves alone. He goes to the pavilion and sits by himself. Li Hongcheng also comes here at this time.

He has just communicated with the second Prince Li Chengze. Naturally, this mysterious young man in front of him should try his best to win over him, although he may not be attracted by them.

"Why did brother Li come here alone?" Li Chengze asked casually.

It seems that in a short time, Li Hongcheng and his colleagues have investigated the identity and background of Li Yi.

Li Hongcheng did not find any useful information. He only knew that Li Yi was from a remote area and had just arrived in the capital of Qing two days ago.

The others seem to be like a fog. No matter how they explore, they can't find any clues. That is, they don't know where Li Yi lives in the capital of Qing state these two days.

Li Yi didn't care that they found out their identity. He just shook his head and asked, "is there any dim sum tea in King Jing's mansion?"

It's true. Li Yi really wants to know what the level of dim sum is in this era.

"Yes. I'll send someone to prepare for brother Li. " Li Hongcheng didn't know why, but he nodded.

Li Yi nodded after listening, closed his eyes and stopped talking. Obviously, he didn't want to talk to Li Hongcheng any more.

Li Hongcheng, as the son of King Jing, was seldom rejected by others, but this time he was rejected by Li Yi, but he was not angry at all.

The more talented people are, the more arrogant they are. The second prince said that Li Yi is a rare talent in a hundred years, and some arrogance is normal.