Not long after, the maid hurried back.

"Old lady, Mr. Li is taking a lunch break."

The old lady looked at Zhang Tai and said, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you wait a moment and taste the tea from my Nanguo Duke's mansion."

Zhang Tai smiled and said, "Since Mr. Li is taking a lunch break, it would be better for Zhang to visit the lakeside courtyard in person."

At this time, Zhang Tai was like a reader who was reading a novel but was suddenly cut off from the rest of the novel.

I can't wait to rush directly into the author's house.

Not long after, everyone arrived at the small courtyard by the lake.

The breeze blows, and charming light waves appear on the lake.

In the yard, Li Ping'an lay on the rocking chair and fell asleep leisurely.

There are two figures beside him.

They are Yan Shisan and his maid Lan Yue.

Yan Shisan saluted everyone one by one.

The second lady frowned slightly, but it was fleeting, and said: "Thirteen, why are you here?"

"I'm here to help Mr. Li copy the books." Yan Shisan said.

The second lady smiled and said, "Let Jingyang come with you next time."

"...That's what Mr. Li means."

The second lady smiled softly and naturally changed the subject, "Is Mr. Li awake?"

"Of course he's awake."

Li Pingan yawned and stood up from the rocking chair.

"I don't know if you come here, but you are not welcome at a distance, don't blame me."

Zhang Tai looked Li Ping'an up and down, then stepped forward and introduced himself.

"Mr. Li, my surname is Zhang, my given name is Tai, and my courtesy name is Jingyuan.

I was lucky enough to hear Mr.’s poems and came here to ask for advice.”

Li Pingan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh?"

“When you’re drunk, you don’t know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.”

Zhang Tai's voice floated into everyone's ears slowly, like a wisp of spring breeze.

Both the old lady and the second lady are not ordinary women, and they know a lot about poetry.

When I heard this, my expression changed.

The second lady couldn't help but feel regret in her heart.

She blames her son for not achieving enough and failing too much.

If he had made friends with Li Ping'an at that time, how could Yan Shisan have gained any advantage?

Now Li Ping'an obviously has a crush on Yan Shisan.

Zhang Tai looked at Li Ping'an expectantly, waiting for the second half of the sentence.

Li Ping'an was stunned.

He drank too much last night, and he only remembered it when Zhang Tai mentioned it.

He didn't mind telling Zhang Tai the first two sentences.

The west wind blows the old Dongting wave, and Xiangjun has many white hairs overnight

I just don’t know if there is a Dongting in this world, or if there is a so-called Xiangjun.

So he hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "There is no second part of the sentence for what you get by chance."

Zhang Tai's expression suddenly turned bad.

It seems that after all the hard work, I finally found the author of the broken update.

I wanted him to threaten him to continue writing the book, but it turned out that he was dead.

Zhang Tai sighed and shook his head.

It is inevitable that there will be some gaffes.

However, his interest in Li Ping'an is getting stronger and stronger.

Li Pingan made tea for him.

Zhang Tai wandered around Li Pingan's house, admiring Li Pingan's writing.

It's amazing that a blind man can write such good handwriting?

Strangely enough, Li Ping'an does have extraordinary talents in some aspects.

For example, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Come to think of it, maybe this is what Deputy Superintendent Zheng of Qintian Prison said, a person punished by heaven.

He was born with a disability, but he had abilities that were different from ordinary people in some aspects.

Naturally, Li Pingan has not discovered anything special yet.

Zhang Taizheng lamented that his handwriting might not be as good as that of a blind man.

Suddenly I saw the old cow on the side holding a pen in his mouth and writing something on the paper.

Zhang Tai couldn't help but smile.

Even this cow is imitating everything.

It can be seen how hard Li Pingan practices calligraphy on weekdays.

Zhang Tai walked over curiously and took a look.

Hiss~

Zhang Tai looked at the cow, and the cow glanced at Zhang Tai.

"Moo!"

Go away, are you blocking the light and not watching the calligraphy practice?

Zhang Tai pursed his lips.

This is written by a cow...it's not bad either.

Zhang Tai nodded thoughtfully.

Then he looked at the cow in surprise, looking like a monster but not a monster.

It’s really weird!

With my own cultivation level, I can't see through the other person. If I can't figure it out, I won't think about it.

Zhang Tai shook his head and glanced at Yan Shisan who was copying books.

Zhang Tai, the son-in-law of the Yan family, has heard about Yan Shisan.

When I saw it today, it was not as bad as the rumors.

I casually chatted with him for a few words.

Just this conversation made him get to know this young man again.

After a long time, Zhang Tai smiled.

"Not bad, not bad, really good."

Whether it’s conversation or character.

None of them look like ordinary people.

The hardships in childhood made the young man's character stronger and more determined.

As the saying goes: "Difficulties reveal courage, and hard work leads to success."

Suffering itself has no meaning. What is meaningful is the lessons learned from suffering, the experience gained, and the abilities improved by overcoming suffering.

The more Zhang Tai looked at Yan Shisan, the more he liked him.

"This young man is not bad." Li Ping'an suddenly said leisurely, "It's just a pity that there is no one to teach him."

It seems to mean something.

Zhang Tai's eyes flashed.

Being recognized by Mr. Li shows that Yan Shisan is really good.

What does Mr. Li mean by asking me to teach Yan Shisan?

The second lady saw Zhang Tai and Yan Shisan chatting for a long time, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
To be continued...