My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

Chapter 184 He Zhizhang Asks for Poetry

Chang Wenmeng was stunned for a moment - he was just thinking about this matter, but the next second, the other party asked "Do you have any poems?"

"Yes...yes." Chang Wenmeng could only answer awkwardly.

"What about the poems? How many are there? Are they good or bad?" He Zhizhang suddenly became excited and asked.

"I have written about several books, all of which are good poems," Chang Wenmeng replied.

"I don't know..."

But before He Zhizhang could finish his request, Chang Wenmeng interrupted him: "But!"

He Zhizhang was startled and asked, "But what?"

"But all those poems of my son were written for my daughter-in-law, and they were specially for her to read when she was bored. If Dr. He wants to read them, it would be useless to ask me." Chang Wenmeng explained.

This answer directly surprised He Zhizhang - he wrote several books of poems just to entertain his wife.

"So Dr. He can't come to me for the poem, so he can only go to my son." Chang Wenmeng said, "And it's possible that my son can't make the decision either, because he is now devoted to my daughter-in-law."

He Zhizhang had certainly heard of Chang Yonghe's "deeds of doting on his wife". In order to avoid divorce from his wife, he even rushed to Xingqing Palace with the imperial edict to find the emperor to resist the marriage. In this way, he could understand.

"If Dr. He really wants to borrow it, why don't I go ask him with Dr. He after school today?" Chang Wenmeng suggested without spoiling the fun.

He said, "Thank you, Dr. Chang."

"No need to thank me," Chang Wenmeng waved his hand, "It's getting late, let's go in too."

......

As soon as the Imperial College was over, Chang An rushed out of the classroom with his bookcase and Huaiqin, even skipping He Zhizhang. Chang Wenmeng still followed He Zhizhang at this time, and pointed at Chang An's back with an embarrassed look on his face:

"this......"

Chang Wenmeng sighed and said, "There have been some special circumstances in their family recently, so... it's normal for them to be anxious to go back."

He Zhizhang was also somewhat helpless, so he nodded and said, "Then I will go visit him later."

"Alright."

Chang An hurriedly got off the carriage, and then saw the beloved Gu Li: "Chang Lang!"

"I'm back! Gu Niang!"

"Chang Lang! Welcome home!"

As soon as Chang An got off the carriage, he rushed forward, picked up Gu Li, and kissed her on the cheek: "I haven't seen you for a long time. I missed you so much! Hurry up and give Chang Langxiang a kiss!"

Gu Li also responded with a smack and said, "I miss Chang Lang, too!"

She was carried into the mansion by Chang An. Seeing Chang An's happy face, she asked, "Chang Lang, what's wrong with you today? You seem very happy."

"Of course I'm happy. My baby Daguai is waiting for me at home." Chang An changed the way of saying it to keep the secret.

Gu Li was so delighted by her coaxing that he was overjoyed, but he still did not forget to ask, "What on earth is it that makes my beloved Chang Lang so happy?"

Chang An then said, "Today I met a famous poet, known as one of the Eight Immortals of Drinking, and one of the Four Scholars of Wuzhong, Mr. He Zhizhang, along with Mr. Zhang Ruoxu."

"He is a very famous poet. He is now a doctor in our Imperial College. I happened to see him when I went to school today, and I even heard him compose a poem!"

Although Gu Li couldn't understand why Chang An was happy, she knew that if Chang An was happy, she would be happy too, so she also responded: "Really? That's great."

"Then...is the poem written by Mr. He better than Chang Lang's?" Gu Li asked with an inexplicable competitive spirit.

"Then we have to listen to Mother Gu." Chang An said with a smile.

"Then Chang Lang, please recite one poem quickly so I can compare it with yours!" said Gu Li.

Chang An recited the poem "Ode to the Willow" right away: "A jasper-green tree stands tall, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I wonder who cuts the fine leaves, the spring breeze in February is like a pair of scissors."

"How about it, Gu Niang? Let's compare now."

Gu Li didn't even think about it and said directly: "Not as good as Chang Lang."

"Also a poem about willows, the one by Chang Lang: The tangled branches have not yet turned yellow, yet they are wild in the east wind. They know how to cover the sun and the moon with flying petals, but they don't know that there is clear frost in the world."

"There is no word for willow in every sentence, but every sentence is about willow, so it is naturally better than this one."

Chang An smiled. Gu Li was his firm supporter. Even if he casually said a couplet, in her eyes it was better than Spring River Moon Night in the entire Tang Dynasty.

They returned to the yard laughing and joking. Chang An placed Gu Li on the table in the pavilion, put the book box back in the study, and then carried Gu Li back into the house.

Gu Li sat in Chang An's arms and listened to what happened in class today, but he was very restless and swayed in his arms from time to time.

At this time, Huaiqin walked in and said, "Sir, Sanniang, Dr. He wants to see you."

"Dr. He? Is this the Dr. He that Chang Lang met this morning?" As soon as Gu Li heard it, he immediately thought of this person.

"Reply Sanniang, yes."

"Please come in, we'll take you to the yard." Chang An then separated from Gu Li, and took her to the pavilion to wait.

Soon, He Zhizhang came in with Huaiqin, holding a wine jar in his hand. After entering, He Zhizhang bowed and said, "Greetings to Marquis Dingkang and his wife."

Chang An and Gu Li also stood up at this time and said, "Dr. He, there is no need to be polite. Please take a seat."

At this time, He Zhizhang came over with a jar of wine and said, "I'm sorry to bother you with this small gift today. I hope Marquis Dingkang and his wife won't mind."

Chang An waved his hand and said, "Dr. He, you don't have to do this. Just call me the same as you did in the morning. I just don't know why Dr. He is visiting today."

He Zhizhang snorted twice and said, "Today, I heard from Doctor Chang that Mr. Chang had written many poems before and even compiled them into a collection. I came here today just to borrow some of them."

Chang An and Gu Li were both a little surprised. They looked at each other, and Chang An smiled and said apologetically, "I do have a collection of poems I wrote at home, but they all belong to my wife. I have no say in this matter."

Hearing this, He Zhizhang was stunned for a moment, because he realized that he was careless and did not prepare anything to "bribe" Gu Li, so he could only turn his attention to Gu Li.

Gu Li nodded without any hesitation and said, "Of course you can."

He Zhizhang was stunned again. After all, it was a collection of poems written by her husband for her. How could she agree to it right away? Of course, what He Zhizhang didn't know was that Chang An was very happy because of her encounter with him today, which naturally made Gu Li, who was obsessed with her husband, happy as well.

If she was happy, wouldn't she agree to the deal? Moreover, she was also proud of her husband's talent, so she certainly couldn't let go of the opportunity to let outsiders know about her husband's super talent.

So she went to the study and took out the poetry collection marked with "one", which was the one that wrote "Do Not Fail the Tathagata, Do Not Fail You". But after thinking about it, she took out the one marked with "two", and then returned to the pavilion and placed it in front of He Zhizhang.

"Dr. He, these are the first and second books. If you want to read them again in the future, you can come to your house anytime." Gu Li said enthusiastically.

He Zhizhang felt very flattered. He thought he would be thankful if he could borrow just one book, but the other party lent him two books at once and suggested that he come back next time after he finished reading them.

"Thank you ma'am."

He Zhizhang couldn't wait to pick up the first book, then randomly opened a page and started reading. After reading a few more poems, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sure enough, Mr. Chang's talent is really extraordinary."

"The style of each poem is different, and they are all written so vividly. Chang Yonghe must be the first person to master so many styles."

"Master, Sanniang, lunch is ready." Huaiqin walked into the pavilion with her servants.

Then Chang An asked, "Doctor He, would you like to stay today and have lunch together?"

He Zhizhang picked up the two poetry collections, then stood up and said, "My lady is willing to lend me my poetry collections today, so how dare I bother you? I'll take my leave now. I'll leave this wine for you."

But Chang An picked up the wine jar, put it in He Zhizhang's hand, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, I can't drink during this period of time."

He Zhizhang was stunned for a moment, and then Chang An explained: "My wife is pregnant, so you can't touch her."

At this time, He Zhizhang finally understood, nodded, and then said: "I will come to thank you again some other day."

"Take care, Mr. He."

"Stay."

After watching He Zhizhang leave, Chang An sat back at the stone table and began to check the food on the table. At this time, Gu Li asked, "Chang Lang, I lent out the collection of poems that Chang Lang wrote for me. Does Chang Lang mind?"

Chang An picked up the chopsticks, put some meat into Gu Li's bowl, and said, "No, this is Gu Niang's choice, why should I mind it."

"The main reason is that I saw Chang Lang was so happy to meet Postdoctoral He. I was afraid that if I didn't lend him the money, Chang Lang would be unhappy; but if I lent him the money, I was afraid that Chang Lang would mind."

"How is that possible?" Chang An pulled out his hand and pinched Gu Li's cheek, saying, "Mother Gu always has her own ideas about what she does. I respect all the choices she makes."

"Hehe." Gu Li felt relieved at this time. After grinning foolishly twice, he picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of fried fish into Chang An's bowl.

"Chang Lang, eat. You were happy this morning, and you should be happy in the afternoon too." Gu Li took two mouthfuls of rice and felt that he had a good appetite today.

"it is good."