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Shi Jin Although I can't write poetry, I can copy it!
As a time traveler, don't you know that plagiarism is a great weapon!
Mom criticized, do you really think you're the village chief and not a cadre!
Because of his family background and personal interests, he has a special fondness for Song Ci. He can't recite a hundred poems, but he knows around eighty of them. The only question is whose poems to copy. As he looked around, he searched his memory for suitable verses. Seeing his behavior, Young Master Zhao thought he was at a loss for words and secretly felt pleased with himself.
Pretend to care said, "Do you need a quiet room, to contemplate things?" He was usually polite and kind, but for some reason, he couldn't calm down after seeing that fake scholar. His mind was filled with every expression and gesture of the scholar. And Shi Jin's indulgent attitude towards the scholar made him very disgusted. He always wanted to teach him a lesson and give the scholar a hard time.
Su Jian had a worried look on his face, knowing that his cousin had never liked studying and preferred martial arts. His aunt had a hard time dealing with this, so why would she ask him to write poetry? Was she deliberately trying to embarrass him?
Meanwhile, Young Master Zhao was fanning the flames, causing Su Jian to look at him with some hostility. Wang De also frowned, thinking that Young Master Zhao was clueless, constantly provoking Shi Jin.
Shi Jin couldn't be bothered to deal with him. He knew exactly what was on the mind of this young man. It was indeed spring, and everyone was feeling restless.
At this moment, a burst of bird calls came from the lake outside the building. Shi Jin glanced over and saw a pleasure boat gliding out from among the lotus leaves, startling a group of herons into circling and calling out.
Shi Jin A thought arose in my heart, and a poem emerged in my mind.
But then I heard a delicate voice from the next room saying, "Got it!"
Shi Jin Without much thought, I replied, "Ink and brush!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was taken aback. Young Master Zhao reacted quickly, and although it was strange, he gestured, "Please." Shi Jin glanced at him, approached the table, dipped the brush in ink, pondered for a moment, and then swiftly wrote:
"Like a Dream: Often Remembering the Sunset at the Xiting Pavilion"
I often remember the sunset at the pavilion by the stream, lost in the intoxication and unaware of the way home.
As my excitement wanes, I return in the evening by boat, only to mistakenly enter the depths of the lotus flowers.
struggle crossing, struggle crossing, startled a group of seagulls and herons.
"Hmm?"
"Good!"
"Wonderful!"
"This..."
Shi Jin's writing was lively and swift, with a slender and vigorous script. A few lines of beautiful slender gold characters paired with this poem drew a round of admiration from the crowd.
Although Peony did not understand poetry, she could tell from the expressions of several people that Shi Jin's poem was exceptionally well-written. She curled her lips, picked up the two manuscripts, and turned to go next door.
The expressions of the few people in the room varied at this moment. Wang De and Li Kang were appreciative, Su Jian was astonished, while Young Master Zhao felt embarrassed. Before Shi Jin wrote this, his own poem was somewhat decent, but with Shi Jin's poem now revealed, the difference was immediately apparent.
At this moment, a startled cry came from the next room, followed by a loud "clang" as a wine cup fell to the ground. Everyone was stunned, while Shi Jin stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his lips. It must be a big move from forcing me! Scared you, didn't it!
This is the famous debut work of Li Qingzhao, who is hailed as the greatest female poet in history. She wrote this poem when she was only fifteen years old. As a die-hard fan of Li Qingzhao, he certainly remembers this poem.
Shi Jin remembers that Li Qingzhao was born in 1084, and now it's 1105. If she were here, she would be twenty-one by now, probably already married.
In the next room, two pieces of paper are placed side by side on the table.
In two pieces of paper, both prominently written "As in a Dream · Remembering the Pavilion by the Stream at Dusk".
Several people in the room looked at the scholar.
The scholar, with a bewildered expression, stared at the paper, his eyes full of confusion, and accidentally knocked over a wine cup.
Two fonts, one slender and unrestrained, written by Shi Jin, the other elegant and graceful, from the hand of scholar.
Apart from the different fonts, the content is exactly the same.
It's not scholar copying Shi Jin, but her own new creation that just came to her.
She was just inspired by the scenery and wrote this poem, feeling quite pleased with herself. She never expected that peony would come up with an identical poem. When the two women saw it, they were both startled, and even the usually calm scholar was so shocked that she knocked over her wine glass. scholar has an exceptional memory and is absolutely certain that this poem has never appeared before, so it must be her own new work. The question is, how did the person next door manage to write the same poem?
The girl was the first to recover. Although she felt it was strange, she felt even more excited.
She chuckled softly and whispered, "I never expected, I never expected that there really is 'Without the colorful phoenix's wings, a heart that understands everything.' Such a thing!"
Upon hearing this, the scholar's heart stirred. The actions of that young man from earlier suddenly took on a different flavor.
The girl blushed and showed a rare girlish charm, which stirred something in his heart. He pretended to sigh and said, "I never expected our esteemed scholar Yi An to also be moved by worldly desires. What are we to do?"
scholar surnamed Li, self-styled Householder Yi An, is none other than Shi Jin's idol Li Qingzhao.
Shi Jin But who would have thought that the first poem he plagiarized would run into its original author? What a coincidence that the person had just finished writing the poem. It's like a ghost meeting its counterpart!
Li Qingzhao Her pretty face blushed even more, but she quickly regained her composure. Although she was extremely clever, she couldn't explain this situation and could only attribute it to a miraculous coincidence.
She glared at the young girl and said, "There are identical people in the world, so it's not surprising for two poems to be similar."
The girl looked at her playfully and said, "Are these similar? The characters are identical. Did he copy you, or did you copy him?" Li Qingzhao was momentarily speechless and went to look at the paper. It was then that she noticed that Shi Jin's calligraphy was also unique, something she had never seen before.
The girl, seeing her absorbed in the paper and ignoring her, was not angry. She got up and went to the wall, where there was a small hole. Peering through it, she saw Shi Jin standing not far away, looking thoughtfully out the window. She could clearly see his profile.
The young man had a sharp face, a straight nose, and thin lips, exuding a sense of elegance.
She couldn't help but admire him in her heart, what a handsome young man.
Suddenly, she had an idea, turned around, and wrote two words.
"Peony, take this over. The others don't matter, but be sure to obtain that valuable ink treasure from Shi Da."
Li Qingzhao lifted her head at the words, glanced at the note, and saw the words "Yongzhi" written on it, which also stirred her heart.
Seeing that Li Qingzhao did not speak, apparently acquiescing to the girl's intention, Peony picked up the note and walked out.
Shi Jin acted impulsively and copied Li Qingzhao's famous work. After finishing it, he felt a bit worried, but seeing the expressions of Wang De and the others, it was clear that this poem had never appeared in this time and space. This made him feel both fortunate and somewhat melancholic, after all, it was a parallel time and space, and the person he longed for was elusive.
While Shi Jin was lost in thought, he saw peony, who had just left, return. However, her gaze towards Shi Jin was very strange.
After she came in, she didn't comment on the poem from earlier, but took out a piece of paper with an inspiring message and showed it to everyone.
Everyone looked at each other, and they were getting addicted to this.
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