C100 Parents

Hearing Wan-Er's self-reproach, Xiao Wen smiled bitterly.

He touched her soft hair and said, "Wan'er is wrong." If you come out and get involved in what we've been doing, that's a drag. "

"That's right, Wan-Er! Don't listen to the silly Guan Yu to brag about going to fight together. People like him are destined to have no wives in the future. " Hearing Xiao Wen's words, Zhuge Liang said as he abandoned Guan Yu.

"Who didn't have a wife?!" Hearing this, Guan Yu's face turned red with unwillingness.

Seeing Guan Yu and Zhuge Liang suddenly argue, Xiao Wen decided to stop them. However, a slightly boastful and loud male voice sounded in the room.

"The door is so lively!" "What's going on?"

Then, a well-dressed and handsome man came out of the house.

"Father, this is Teacher Xiao Wen, Brother Guan Yu, and Brother Ge Liang. They came to see me today. " Wan-Er heard his voice and obediently introduced him to Xiao Wen.

From the looks of it, that boastful man was Shangguan Wan-Er's father, Shangguan Tinzhi.

Xiao Wen was not surprised by Shangguan Tinghua's flashy style.

Before coming here, he had already known the history of the Shangguan Family.

In the early years of history, when he was a monk, he was later promoted to the rank of maester, secretary, resident, secretary, junior overseer, and concubine of the crown prince.

He was a famous imperial scholar in the early Tang Dynasty. He often drafted imperial edict for the emperor and created the style of "Qi Qi Qi Wanmei" in imperial style.

In the subject matter, the poems of the emperor are devoted to the worship of the peace, the system and the incantation. The content is vague and the formative skills of the poems and the pursuit of the beauty of the poems' pronunciation are emphasized.

For example, "The night before the fall of Fenghe Mountain":

The palace had a clear flame energy, and the path of the carriage had a shadow of autumn.

The cold breeze blew across the area as water flowed into Yu Qin.

Yun Fei sent off the wild goose, and the moon was clear of the forest.

Drip, drip, drip.

Although it could not be denied that poetry was first class in terms of calligraphy, it was difficult for the Poetic Saint Du Fu to surpass him in this aspect even if he were the Poetic Immortal Li Bai.

However, under the appearance of beautiful writing, there was a big problem with the poem. That is, there is no spiritual connotation.

It was empty and boring, and although it was amazing how exquisite it was after reading it, he didn't want to read it a second time.

Even if it were the nine years of compulsory education in the future, Xiao Wen felt that those capable editors who created something out of nothing wouldn't be able to think of anything.

Of course, the greater possibility was that these editors studied Chinese. In the ancient history of Chinese literature, there was a clear indication that there was nothing that could be read in Shang Guan's poems.

The editors dared to brainwash Lu Xun, to brainstorm Lev Tolstoy, to brainwash Gorky, to brainwash all sorts of people, because they were brain-dead.

However, Shang Guan's poems did not have the ability to think straight. Their spiritual core was a void, something that was publicly accepted in the world of literature.

However, this kind of feint, without the core of the poem, can also bring out the spirit of my appearance.

If Shangguan Yi was appointed as the junior secretary, he would be responsible for embellishing the Emperor's imperial edict. He would then be able to make the simple words that were originally written through gorgeous writing and quoting scriptures not only clear, but also logical, making people feel that they were reliable, convincing, and even gorgeous. That officer would definitely be able to complete the mission perfectly.

But if he let Shangguan Yi do the actual work?

I'm sorry, he's just a royal scribe, a man who can only decorate his appearance and make people think he's very gorgeous.

As for the spiritual core? He was neither as ethereal and handsome as Li Bai, who could kill people every ten steps, nor as benevolent and unparalleled as Du Fu, who could protect the face of all the cold men in the world.

This kind of spiritual appearance had naturally been passed down to Shangguan Tinzhi, the son of Shangguan Yi.

"Hello, I am Wan-Er's teacher. You must be Wan-Er's father, right?" Xiao Wen cupped his hands and said to Wan-Er's father.

"That's right." He saw Shangguan Tinghua perform an exaggerated etiquette in front of Xiao Wen. Then he turned to Xiao Wen and said, "I am Shangguan Tinzhi, although Teacher Xiao didn't tell me about this beforehand and came to visit you, it really surprised me. But on the second day, friends came from afar, so it was hard to say. I still quite welcome Mr Xiao to come to our house as a guest. "

After saying that, he turned around, bowed at a forty-five-degree angle, and shouted, "Please!"

He still spoke with the accent of Shaanxi Province, which sounded a little like a Chinese ancient drama. Even though Xiao Wen had heard it clearly after he had transmigrated into this world, he still felt that this melodious voice was too awkward.

However, Xiao Wen still approached Shangguan Family's residence.

The Shangguan family's courtyard wasn't too big, but they had hired a professional gardener to repair the vegetation. Thus, after entering the Shangguan residence, Xiao Wen saw the beautiful scenery inside which made him feel relaxed and happy.

"This kind of arrangement with a single flower and a single grass is much better than our backyard." Xiao Wen inwardly cursed. At the same time, he also mourned for the plants in his house that had been leveled to the ground due to the transformation into a training field.

The yard, the house, the decoration, and even the two servants at home, they were all very meticulous in their actions when welcoming Xiao Wen.

He was clearly not a rich family, yet he could act as if he was a noble traveling. One had to say, this was the Shangguan Family.

Having been seated properly, Shangguan Tinzhi was the first to speak. "Wan'er has been at home for the past few days. I've been studying these heaven's teachings, and it seems that I've made no progress in her poems and songs. Although I know that our family has the blood of a top poet in it, ordinary people cannot teach Wan-Er well. "But didn't you make any progress for Wan-Er?"

Shangguan Tinzhi's words were difficult to deal with, almost making Xiao Wen want to hit him.

What do you mean your family has the blood of a top poet? Your father is just a fart in future generations of academia, alright?

To boast about yourself in such a boastful manner, those who didn't know about it would think that you were very awesome!

Therefore, Xiao Wen replied, "Before she came to my place, she was just a girl who knows how to recite poetry. I think it's also a question of parents' education. "

The meaning behind his words was that Shangguan Wan-Er only knew how to compose poems, but nothing else was Shangguan Tinzhi's responsibility.

Shangguan Tinzhi also understood Xiao Wen's meaning. His left hand formed a feminine blue and white finger, which he pressed against his forehead with the back of his hand. With his head facing the sky at a 45 degree angle, he revealed a somber look of a Cupid, and said, "It's very elegant to do poetry. Is it wrong for me to teach Wan'er how to do poetry?

"No!" Xiao Wen shook his head, saying, "It's a good poem. In fact, I also think poets are an elegant profession. "

After pausing for a moment, Xiao Wen looked at the expression on Shangguan Tinzhi's face.

Hearing Xiao Wen's evaluation of the poet, Shangguan Tinzhi relaxed her brows, looking quite pleased with herself after being flattered.

After silently sighing at Shangguan Tinzhi's personality, Xiao Wen said, "Although there's no problem with making poetry, your method of making poetry is terribly wrong!"

As someone who had read Li Baidufu's poems since he was young, Xiao Wen could not look directly at the palace poems that the Shangguan Family had written.

At this time, looking at Shangguan Tinghua, Xiao Wen finally couldn't help but want to teach this guy a lesson and let him know what to do with the poem.