"The best calligraphy and painting are just a slander for others to praise me. Old man, I know that if I didn't have the cultivation of King Xuan, my level would not be much better than those who sell calligraphy and paintings in the market." Nangong Xi said very generously.

"How is this possible? Seniors use mysterious power to penetrate into calligraphy and paintings, and it is simply awesome!" Lin Haoming exclaimed deliberately.

"I'm just taking advantage of the situation, but your poems are really amazing!" Nangong Xi obviously admired Lin Hao very much.

"Don't dare!"

"Mr. Zhang is humble, and I admire Mr. Zhang's poems very much!" At this moment, another younger man also spoke.

"This is Mr. Jun Kanazawa of the Jingshi Academy, and this is Mrs. Jin!"

"It turns out that it is Mr. Jin from the Jingshi Academy, and Mrs. Jin. I have admired the two couples for a long time!" Lin Haoming immediately looked very surprised again.

"Mr. Zhang's masterpiece has been discussed with the students of the academy these days. Both the students and our husbands have benefited a lot!" Mrs. Jin also highly praised Lin Haoming.

"The two academies have educated countless people, how can I compare to my poems!" Lin Haoming waved his hand quickly.

"Mr. Zhang is humble! I have lived for more than a hundred years, but I can't find it in poetry compared to my husband. Since Mr. Zhang has arrived today, how about I just write a poem?" Nangong Xi asked with a smile.

"What's the topic?" Lin Haoming asked.

"Today, drink, I'll take the wine as the topic!" Jin Runze picked up the wine glass and said.

"Okay! Please ask the third master to get the paper and pen!" Lin Haoming agreed immediately.

Ye Chiren immediately asked Shi Ren to send a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Lin Haoming drank three cups of wine, followed him to the table, picked up the pen, seemed to ponder for a moment, and then immediately started writing.

Several people immediately gathered around and watched Lin Haoming write, and read accordingly: "Don't you see, the water of the Dragon River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns. Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad about the white hair, and the morning is like blue hair, and the evening turns into snow. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup face the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the gold is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun, and I need to drink three hundred cups at a time. Nangong Weng, the golden couple, are about to enter the wine, don't stop the cup. Sing a song with you, and ask you to listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up again after drunkenness. In ancient times, all sages were lonely, but only those who drink were left with their names. King Yong had a banquet for flat music and had a thousand wines. Why did the master say that he had little money? He had to drink directly to you. The five-color horse, a thousand-gold fur, called his wife to go out to exchange for fine wine, and he would be sold for eternal sorrow with you."

Lin Haoming wrote down Li Taibai's wine, of course, his previous life is naturally different from now on, so the Yellow River became, from Changlong River, which originated from Changlong Mountain, and the two people inside also became Nangong Xi and Jin Zerun. As for King Chenliu, he became the owner behind the scenes of Qingsi Pavilion, King Yong. In the end, because he had no son, he changed his "son" to his wife.

After Lin Haoming finished writing, before he could put down his pen, Nangong Xi couldn't help but shout, "Okay, wonderful!"

"I really admire Mr. Zhang's talent!" Mrs. Jin couldn't help but sigh.

"Come on, frame it immediately. In the future, everyone will see it when Ye is on a banquet!" After seeing it, Ye Chiren also shouted happily.

"Mr. Zhang, I have a heartless request here!" Jin Zerun couldn't help but speak as he looked at the mounting.

"What does Mr. Jin have?" Lin Haoming asked.

"I want to ask the teacher to go to the Beijing Academy to give lectures when he has time, so that those little guys can see the teacher's talent!" Jun Kanazawa bowed.

"This is no problem, just what will happen in three days?" Lin Haoming agreed immediately.

"Okay, it's just right in three days, so I'll go back and prepare." Jun Kanazawa was overjoyed when he heard this.

After praising each other, the few people became more and more speculative. After two hours, Lin Haoming deliberately pretended to be a little drunk.

"Mr. Zhang, it's not too early, so how about resting in my mansion today?" Ye Chiren asked kindly at the banquet.

"San Master, Lian'er is still waiting for me at home, this..."

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, Qiu Lian is now your husband. Women cannot always be spoiled. And I know her temperament and will not complain about you because you stay here." Ye Chiren said this, and immediately ordered someone to prepare the room without waiting for Lin Haoming to refuse.

Seeing this, Lin Haoming pretended to be helpless and agreed.

Seeing Lin Haoming being finally helped into the room, Mr. Hu appeared beside Ye Chiren.

"San Master, has Miss Qing agreed to this matter?" Mr. Hu asked.

"I have already told Qing'er, but she did not refuse. Zhang Ziyao is indeed talented. The poem just now shocked me. It would be a shame to make friends with her so big that she would not be a humiliating Qing'er."

"Since that's the case, I will do it according to the plan!" Mr. Hu said.

"Yeah, go!" Ye Chiren nodded.

When Lin Haoming woke up, he suddenly heard a melodious sound of the piano. The sound of the piano was beautiful, but Lin Haoming knew that this should be Ye Chiren's plan.

After getting up, Lin Haoming deliberately pretended to be attracted by the sound of the piano and walked towards the sound of the piano step by step. Not long after, the road was in a garden. Next to a willow tree, a beautiful young woman in her teens was playing the piano and singing in a low voice.

Lin Haoming pretended to be obsessed and stood quietly aside. It was not until the sound of the piano that Lin Haoming deliberately applauded.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The young woman heard applause from the back, and turned around and saw that it was a stranger, and immediately questioned her.

Lin Haoming deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and immediately said to himself: "This lady is Zhang who is abrupt. Zhang Ziyao was drinking with the third master last night. He was in the hangover in his house. He heard that the wife's piano sound came to this point. He was drunk for a moment, but although the wife's piano sound was beautiful, it was full of infinite sorrow!"

"Sir is Zhang Ziyao, the Zhang family who wrote "Raise the glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people together"?" The beautiful woman asked in surprise.

"I dare not, why did Zhang dare to regard himself as a mountain villager? It's just a mountain villager!" Lin Haoming said modestly.

"Sir, this is modest. Although the lyrics have been revealed by Mr., each poem is the ultimate fine work. I have a long experience of reading and reminiscing it!" The beautiful young woman still praised.

"Thank you, my wife for your approval!" Lin Haoming thanked politely.

"Mr. Zhang, you are here, huh, Qing'er, you are here too!" At this moment, Ye Chiren walked into the garden.

"Third Master!"

"Uncle San!"
Chapter completed!