I have to admit that the saying that the saying that blessings are unparalleled will never be singular will make a lot of sense.

Because Tang Ning actually drew slag skills with a validity deadline of 24:00 on the day of 7 consecutive days, such as "double reading speed", such as "glazing whoever is screaming", such as "removing from fishing", such as "no hooking when running naked in the street", such as "women's clothing becomes a mother"... These messes are actually skills?!

Tang Ning once doubted whether his portable system had collapsed.

Depressed, Tang Ning, who had to go to bed early and got up early, could only hold a blue and white porcelain cup filled with wolfberry and red dates, and stayed in the house to tease the maids and feed goldfish. He turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window and practiced calligraphy. He became a retired cadre in the Wei Palace.

Unexpectedly, the whole texts written by Tang Ning, such as "God rewards hard work", "Goodness is like water", "Home harmony is prosperous", "There is a road in the mountains of books" were somehow scattered outside the palace and successfully attracted the attention of a famous literary and artistic young woman.

The famous literary young woman named Tian Fuling, and her identity is... Princess Dayan.

The eldest princess of the Dayan royal family is similar to that of the princes and kings, and has a great power.

In the early years, there were endless princesses who intervened in the change of the throne and even rebelled. Compared with their predecessors, Tian Fuling was an alien among the princesses. She had no interest in domineering power, and she only loved two things in her life - literature and music.

Because I like literature, I also like calligraphy.

The eldest princess Tian Fuling praised the royal calligraphy of Mr. Tang, and liked it so much that he sent Zhao Bang, the princess's mansion, to send a generous gift to the Wei Mansion.

At the same time, there is also a long scroll "Four Seasons Landscape Picture" and four poems with beautiful fonts.

The eldest princess presented a generous gift for one purpose - to ask Mr. Tang to copy four poems in response to the scene to the corresponding blank space on the "Four Seasons Landscape Picture".

The generous gift is really thick. After careful observation, General Manager Ma said that it is worth at least 1,000 yuan. Tang Ning has never seen such a generous pen fee in his two lives.

If you don’t accept this, you will be sorry to Guo Jia and the people.

Isn’t it just copying four poems, searching for Yi thieves!

Tang Ning first read the "Four Seasons Landscape Picture". The whole picture uses elegant ink and the layout of mountains, stones, forests and trees are well arranged in four seasons. At first glance, it is a masterpiece.

It is very honored to have the opportunity to write poems on paintings of this level. Tang Ning, who was once a literary youth.

But after looking at it again, Tang Ning found that the four poems for the occasion were written in a very spicy way.

Really, even if written in Xizhi's calligraphy, it still cannot cover up its garbage nature. Tang Ning is not a perfect old man. He can't get over the conscience of using garbage words to ruin top artworks.

So after some thought, Tang Ning took a pen and wrote another poem worthy of this landscape painting - "The orioles sing on the shore and willows sing on the spring sunny night, the moon is bright in the fragrance of lotus and clear water, the wind is cool in the summer, the autumn river and the geese are hanging on the sandbank, the shallow water flows, and the red furnace is shining through charcoal and the cold wind is shining against the dead of winter."

After reading it, he actually performed well. Old Mr. Tang nodded with satisfaction when he saw it.

So, Tang Ning added a few more words - "Tang Ning Book, Tianyou Midsummer"

Not bad, the aura of a literary master is vividly displayed on the paper.

Tang Ning became more and more satisfied. He curled the notes that were written by the four garbage poems next to him, and threw them into the wastebasket.

If you should go to the place where the garbage should stay.

"Ah, don't--" Zhao Bang, who was waiting next to him, screamed and tried to stop him, but he didn't have time. He could only jump into the wastebasket and angrily to search: "God, this is a poem written by my parents, His Highness, who has been memorizing for several days and written by his own writing! How can he throw it away? How dare he throw it away?!"

Well, these four trash poems are actually the works of Princess Fuling?

Tang Ning was embarrassed. His grandson, the princess, gave a gift of tribute from a thousand gold coins, but she threw away the poems she had been studying hard for several days as garbage. Even though those four poems were indeed quite garbage, they were still slapping people in the face...

It seems that you need to pay more attention in the future. You should also pay attention to strategies when throwing garbage, and you should not throw it in front of outsiders.

Then, what should I do now?

Tang Ning rolled his eyes twice, and he had an idea with a flash of inspiration—

Admit your mistake? Impossible!

First of all, how can you give up your own pretending pussy halfway? You must pretend to be in tears.

Secondly, my current identity is at least the prime minister's father on the spot and he can't afford to lose face.

Third, I will never allow the newly established literary talent character to collapse so quickly!

What a literary master?

Tang Ning, who had never been a literary master before, thinks that the momentum of "the world's literary talent is one stone, I am the only one who can win the world, and the world's number one in poetry, music, and essays. All others are worth mentioning garbage." It must have the momentum of ".

That's right, just do it!

"Zhao Jialing, I'm sorry, I'll say bluntly that your parents' princess would rather read a collection of poems for a year and a half, and then consider writing poems with a pen." Tang Ning looked at the sky forty-five degrees, and then pointed at the four seasons of landscape poems he mentioned in the "Four Seasons Landscape Picture": "Or, first understand these four four seasons of landscape poems."

Four poems?

The eldest princess family asked Zhao Bang to stare at the poem on the painting and quietly recited it: "The orioles sing on the shore willows sing and the spring is clear at night, the fragrance of lotus and clear water moves and the wind is cool in the summer, the autumn river and the Chu geese are in the shallow water flowing in the sandbank, the red furnace is shining through the charcoal and the cold wind resists the dead of winter..."

Oh, you old man, don’t want to lie to me - this is clearly just a poem, and it’s a crooked poem that makes me nonsense! It’s far worse than the poem by His Highness, the princess, of my parents!

If Tang Ning hadn't been the father of a treacherous prime minister, Zhao Bang would have definitely criticized him for his face.

He dared not scold him, but his good face must have disappeared. Zhao Bang's expression changed continuously and finally he picked up the "Four Seasons Landscape Picture" without saying a word and left.

Old guy, be ready to welcome the thunderous wrath of His Highness, the princess of my parents!

Zhao Bang rushed forward quickly, and in a short while he returned to the eldest princess's mansion, and walked straight into the eldest princess' living room.

"Uncle Zhao, is the matter done? How is Mr. Tang? Have you commented on my four-season poem? Especially the sentence of this palace - the long summer cicadas are getting louder and the wind and rain are coming..."

The eldest princess and literary teenager Tian Fuling hurried out from the bedroom with her head covered in black hair. Her skin was as snowy as her clothes were scattered and her spring scenery was scattered, and her perfect figure was revealed. She was obviously just taking a nap.

This wonderful scenery made Zhao Bang take a closer look, even if he was actually a eunuch who could not do anything.

It's so beautiful. His Highness, my parents, Princess, is becoming more and more talented and beautiful. I don't know which stinky man will get cheaper in the future...

Zhao Bang, thinking about this, suddenly remembered Tang Ning's "forgiveness" and the act of rubbing off the poems and essays of His Highness the Princess into the wastebasket even more.

"Your Highness, you don't know, that Tang Ning is worthy of being the father of the treacherous prime minister. He is simply old and bad! He actually..."

Zhao Bang, who became more and more angry the more he thought about it, chose to add salt and vinegar to tell what Tang Ning did.

"Mr. Tang...he really said that?"

After listening to Zhao Bang adding salt and vinegar, he portrayed Tang Ning as a story of a shameless old thief, and the eldest princess Tian Fuling's expression became solemn.

"It's true, Your Highness! That old thief is not a thing. If you don't believe it, look--" Zhao Bang quickly spread out the four seasons landscape map, pointed to the inscription of Tang Ning and said, "Your Highness, what are you talking about this? The old thief actually said that these are four poems with a shy face. It's so ridiculous. Even though I can't read a few big words, I can tell that this is simply bullshit!"

"Four sentences and four poems..." Princess Fuling frowned slightly, and Qiu Shui's eyes stared at the "Four Seasons Landscape Poems" written in the blank space in the painting, and began to murmur unconsciously: "Every line of poetry can be broken into a poem, right? If this is the case, the sentence "The orioles sing on the shore willows will make the spring clear at night can be broken into orioles sing, "Well, the orioles sing on the shore willows will make the spring clear at night... No, it's not five-character, it should be the seven-character orioles sing on the shore willows will make the spring clear at night... The next sentence, the willows sing on the shore willows will make the spring clear at night? No, it's not right... I know, it should be the willows sing on the shore willows! The next third sentence, the third sentence..."

"Well, I thought of it! Read it backwards! The third line of poetry must be read backwards! The fourth line is also!"

"That's right, this is a seven-character quatrain that chants the spring - the orioles sing on the shore willows sing on the shore, the willows sing on the shore willows sing on the shore, the willows sing on the shore willows sing on the shore!"

Princess Fuling, who explained the first poem about spring scenery, had her pretty face flushed with excitement. She looked at the poems in the painting and praised her: "Poetry can be written like this! Mr. Tang is such a genius!"
Chapter completed!