Chapter 169: A poem for Yan Liben’s painting

"Five hundred times of looking back in the previous life, I was able to pass by this life. You and I rode on horseback in Chang'an City. Doesn't this mean that we were brothers in the past life?" Wang Ping'an said with a sarcasm, paused, and said, "Brother, I see you are lonely and helpless..."

Di Renjie hurriedly said, "No, you misunderstood by brother. I came from an official family and now my parents are healthy at home. I am not alone. Moreover, I went to Beijing this time to increase my experience and take the big exam next year, which is definitely not..."

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "That's it, you are helpless in Chang'an..."

Di Renjie had a bitter face: "I'm not helpless..."

Wang Ping'an's face darkened, pretending to be angry, and said, "Since you have support and trust, why are you still bullied by those soldiers? Ah, I understand, it turns out that you blame me for saving you. After a long time of trouble, you are actually an ungrateful person!"

Wang Ping'an said, turned around and took off the sword from the horse's back, and pulled it out with a whisper. The sword light flashed, and he shouted: "Everyone is the judge, this little guy..."

There were many pedestrians on the street. Seeing Wang Ping'an holding a sword in his hand, he shouted and shouted, all of whom were surprised. He immediately surrounded him and stretched his neck to stare at him, wanting to watch the fun!

Di Renjie was anxious and waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "Brother Wang, you misunderstood. I am definitely not an ungrateful person. But what you said just now is wrong. I am not helpless! What happened at the city gate was suddenly and was not expected in advance, but fortunately you helped me, I am very grateful!" As he said that, he bowed repeatedly.

Wang Ping'an was very proud. When he came to the Tang Dynasty, all the celebrities he saw were older than him. They were either Xianchang or Uncle. Now he finally saw someone who was "possibly" younger than him, so how could he let it go!

Di Renjie in the film and television drama is so majestic. He is a character who even Wu Zetian wants to call him "the old man". Now, if he is young, he doesn't bully him well. That's simply a shame to the heavens, a sorry for the earth, and a sorry for the conscience in the middle!

Di Renjie didn't know Wang Ping'an's thoughts. Seeing his face changing constantly, he was even more anxious and said, "Brother Wang, how can you believe that I am not an ungrateful person?"

Wang Ping'an nodded, pointed his sword at Di Renjie, and said, "I'm so careless at such a young age. What I said is not something I can predict before. Why do you want to play reasoning with me?"

The people next to him said, "What happened to him, this young master? What kind of sly things did he do? Tell us quickly, so we can judge you!"

Wang Ping'an shouted: "I would like to ask everyone, if there is a person who is alone, has been blessed with all his eyes, is poor every day, is poor, and is bullied by a group of local bullies, and at the critical moment of life and death, he is rescued by another person. The other person is not for fame or profit, has good intentions, and risks his life to snatch this person from the bully and take this person away, do you think this person should be grateful to the other person?"

The people of Chang'an nodded and said, "I should thank you, I should thank you very much!"

Di Renjie is not a divine judgment that will be like a god in decades. He cannot know that he will become the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty in the future. Although he can hear Wang Ping'an's words, there is too much water in it, and it is too much to drip down without twisting, but he can't think of a word to refute it, so he had to murmur: "I didn't say I'm not grateful!"

Wang Ping'an said again: "Then another person wants to take care of this person and be a brother of a different surname with this person. Then you can say that this small request is not overwhelming, and you don't want any repayment, but you have to take care of this person. If you dare ask everyone present, who would refuse?"

"No one can refuse, this is a good thing!" The people all laughed and saw that this person was Di Renjie standing in the middle, and the other was the chivalrous Wang Ping'an!

Wang Ping'an suddenly shouted: "If this person doesn't agree, is that he considered ungrateful and being scolded by the world?"

"Spit him, don't show mercy!" The people laughed!

Wang Ping'an still had a stern face and asked Di Renjie: "What do you belong to?"

Di Renjie said: "I am a tiger!"

Oh, bigger than me! Wang Ping'an nodded, but said, "Look, that's all. You are younger than me. What's wrong with making friends with me and recognizing me as your elder brother?"

Di Renjie glanced at the people present, then looked at Wang Ping'an, who was holding a bright sword, and had to bite the bullet and bow again, saying, "Brother Wang is right, I should really worship you as my brother. Brother Wang is here, and I am here Di Renjie is polite!"

Wang Ping'an's face turned around and laughed, and returned the sword to the scabbard, thinking, "That's right, let's go with your brother Wang!"

He stepped forward and pulled Di Renjie over and said with a smile: "Good brother, brother, you know that you are a kind and kind man. Remember, we don't want to be born in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same year and month in the same place, and never leave each other. If you disobey this oath, you will hit the sky and thunder. After death, you will go to the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn! Remember? OK, just remember, repeat it to me!"

Now Di Renjie meets Wang Ping'an, just like Wang Ping'an was forced to do nothing. He is not as fearless as Wang Ping'an's experience of something wrong and slapped his butt and left. If he dares to hide now, the name of ungratefulness will be confirmed immediately. The education he has received since childhood has warned him countless times that ungratefulness cannot be done!

Wang Ping'an was not good at learning, but learned the ability to be miserable, which forced Di Renjie to say: "My younger brother Di Renjie, I would rather be born on the same year, month, and day, and day, and day, and will never be abandoned. If you disobey this oath, you will be struck by lightning. After death, you will go to the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn forever!"

Wang Ping'an was satisfied, laughed, took Di Renjie's hand, and said, "Okay, good words, better memory, no word is wrong, this is a good brother. Let's go, to celebrate our friendship with Jinlan today, let's find a big restaurant to have a good meal!" He separated the crowd and took the Bailong Horse, and was about to find a big restaurant.

Speaking of "unusual things", Di Renjie was forced to "at the end of his life" by Wang Ping'an, but once he talked about normal things, his meticulousness immediately returned to him.

Di Renjie said: "Brother Wang, you have given all your money to those soldiers. You should be penniless now, right? Although I have money, I don't have enough money to go to a big restaurant. Let's find a smaller one... or go to the place where I originally planned to stay, although it's more difficult..."

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Don't worry, all my subordinates are very capable. They will come to you later and they can pay the bill!"

He held Di Renjie in one hand and held the white dragon horse in the other hand and searched along the street. Not long after walking far, he saw a six-story restaurant with three-bedroom doors, luxuriously decorated and magnificent!

He said, "Let's go here, this restaurant looks pretty neat!"

Di Renjie hurriedly grabbed Wang Ping'an and said, "Brother Wang, it's really inappropriate. I think you are like a candidate who takes the exam. You and I should be frugal when you go out. Even if you have money, you should not be so extravagant, let alone we are short of money now..."

Although he was born into a family of officials, his family education was very strict. His parents always advocated diligence and thrift. They were not like Wang Ping'an. As long as he reached out, some people would give him money and spend whatever he wanted. With his current status, even if he could afford it, he would not enter such a luxurious place!

Wang Ping'an ignored him and looked up at the restaurant. He saw a couplet beside the door of the restaurant. The first couplet was: Yesterday, the troubled times had to be a Shangwu spear and a barbarian flag. The second couplet was: Today's grand occasion should be edited and written in the spring and autumn. The horizontal banner is also the name of the store: Why hesitate?

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "Good couplets are just not neat enough!"

The shopkeeper who was hospitalized at the door was stunned and said happily: "Young Master, do you see that this couplet is not neat? The person who brought the couplet deliberately wrote this couplet not neat enough to try to learn from the visitors. My shop owner said that as long as you can leave a new couplet or other poems, you can get away with the account if you eat or drink!"

Wang Ping'an was happy and said, "Is that true? There is such a good thing, but this couplet is not neat at first sight. If everyone can leave a new couplet, wouldn't your store lose money? This question is too simple!"

He threw the reins in his hand to the friend and said, "Just tie my horse to the door of your store. If someone comes to find him, bring him up to see me. Also, my horse needs to be fed the best ingredients, add eggs, and good wine that has been open for more than ten years. It has become less popular and has a very good mouthful!"

The guy led the white dragon horse and drank, "What a beautiful horse, but it's really hard to serve. The cost of a meal is enough for my whole family to eat for three days!"

Another guy came over and looked at them. The guy just glanced at Di Renjie, then stopped looking, and just smiled at Wang Ping'an, "Young Master, please come upstairs, you are a great distinguished guest, you should go upstairs!"

Thirty years later, Di Renjie was going to come here. Not to mention a guy, even the owner had to come out to flatter him. But now the guy didn't even look at him. Wang Ping'an was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a BMW horse that was incredible in thousands, so he naturally would only curry favor with the eldest son of Wang!

I went straight to the top floor, which is the sixth floor. There was no lobby here. The whole floor was just a room, which was extremely spacious, with three white walls, poetry and paintings, and it was full of throngs!

Wang Ping'an and the others were asked to sit at a huge table that was ten feet square. The guy held the paper and pen and smiled and said, "Young Master, you are a distinguished guest. You must not care about the money for a meal, but if you can leave a magic treasure for my shop, then my shop owner will be very happy!"

After laying the paper, the mate said again: "You see that the couplet is not neat, why not write a new couplet? If you don't want to write a new couplet, anything else will work! If you can leave words on the pink wall and then record it on the paper, then my shop owner will be very grateful!"

Wang Ping'an nodded and waved his hand, "I understand, you go down and pick up the best dishes in your store!"

"Okay, young master sit down, I'll prepare food for you now!" The guy turned around and went downstairs and left happily.

Only Wang Ping'an and Di Renjie were left on the stairs. Di Renjie suddenly said, "Brother Wang, don't be fooled, this store is in a bad mood!"

"How do you say this?" Wang Ping'an said.

Di Renjie said: "The couplet at the door has obvious mistakes, and anyone who has read the book can tell you! The owner uses this couplet to make people choose mistakes. Wouldn't he choose one of them accurately? His friend gave paper and pen as soon as he came up, saying that as long as he left a new couplet or poem, he would be exempted from the account. If he had some talent, wouldn't everyone be exempt from the account!"

Wang Ping'an said, "Of course I can see this!" He shouted and nodded, "I understand, he wants us to leave brush and ink. Chang'an is full of talented people, richer and more poorer. For a meal, he left brush and ink here. If he is not famous, he will be famous..."

He stood up and looked at the poetry and paintings all over the wall, and smiled and said, "Brother, if you leave a few words here now, if you become the prime minister in the future, then this word is worth a lot of money. It is not comparable to a meal. I guess the owners will have to be heirlooms and leave them for future generations!"

Di Renjie blushed and said, "How could I be the prime minister? Brother Wang is joking!"

Wang Ping'an took his hands behind his back and looked at the poems on the wall. He read Tang poetry, and he had always read masterpieces from generation to generation. There were no other works in his belly, but there were quite a lot of Tang poetry. Now looking at these on the wall, he naturally felt that it was mediocre and nothing special. But when he walked to the western wall, he saw that there were no poems on the wall, only a painting!

Di Renjie also came over, staring at the painting intently, and suddenly said, "Brother Wang, this painting must be made by famous masters. I looked at it a bit like the work of Lord Yan, but he was good at painting characters, but this painting is a landscape..."

Wang Ping'an's eyes lit up and he said, "Mr. Yan Liben's?"

Di Renjie nodded and said, "Xiang, my family has a painting by Lord Yan. The brushwork is very similar to this one, but this one is a landscape, not a character. I am a little confused. Is it his own?"

Wang Ping'an tilted his head to look at the painting. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the table. There was grinded ink on it and a full of wolf-brush pens. He said, "Only paintings are painted, no words, isn't this painting lonely? Brother, please bring a poem to the painting!"

Di Renjie hurriedly shook his head and said, "Who is my brother..." Seeing Wang Ping'an walking to the table and dipping the pen ink, he asked, "Brother Wang, what are you going to do?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Guess!"

Di Renjie said in surprise: "Brother Wang, you don't want to mention poetry to this painting? If this is really Lord Yan's painting, then if you recommend poetry to his painting, others might say you are frivolous!"

Wang Ping'an picked up his pen and smiled and said, "Isn't it enough if we don't leave our name? Isn't this painting signed? No one has left his name and no one knows who, wouldn't it be great!"

Di Renjie had never been exposed to this idea before, and he always followed the rules. After hearing Wang Ping'an's "instruction", his eyes lit up and he nodded, "Brother Wang, you are right. We don't leave our names. Even if we don't write well, no one will laugh at us. Then I'll write one too!"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Very good, you see, you have only been with me for a while and your brain has become much more flexible. You can learn from me in the future, and there is nothing wrong with it!"
Chapter completed!