Although Liu Dehui did not specify the scope of the poem, the guests who were doing it were sitting on the highest floor of the Yellow Crane Tower, enjoying the refreshing breeze blowing on their faces. "" subconsciously set the title on
On the Yellow Crane Tower itself.
Mr. Cangshan's disciple, after receiving the teacher's look, coughed and walked forward from Mr. Cangshan's side. He bent down slightly, bowed his hands to Liu Dehui, then held his head high and said, "Young man, I have a chance to win."
First of all, the bento is a good way to attract attention, and it should be considered as a birthday gift for the eldest lady!"
In one sentence, carrying a gun and a stick made all the Wuchang students who were doing it filled with righteous indignation.
What is this word? Do you know how to speak? You have to divide your time to be modest. You throw a brick to attract jade. You can throw the brick wherever you like. It doesn't matter to everyone, but you damn brick.
To actually hit our dear eldest lady, this is not to attract love, but to hurt others.
The students were filled with indignation and glared at the coquettish student.
As the owner, Liu Dehui's face was not pretty either, with a sneer on his lips as he stared at this dumbfounded young man who appeared out of nowhere.
Li Dehui joined the army in his early years, and during his many years of military career, he developed a good tongue. Moreover, after serving as an official for many years, he also learned to pretend to be stupid. If they really started to curse, I believe everyone present would not
People are Li Dehui’s opponents.
After hearing what these two pretty boys said about throwing bricks, Liu Dehui coughed and signaled his daughter not to get angry for the time being. He walked up to him and laughed loudly and said, "Throwing bricks? Could it be that Mr. Cangshan's protégé can only throw bricks?"
Oh, it’s true that I overestimate you a little!”
The two students who came out were rolling up their sleeves, fiddling with their hairstyles, and preparing to recite the poems that they had struggled to hold back, when they suddenly heard Liu Dehui's words and giggles. Immediately, the poems on his lips came to his lips again.
I swallowed it back into my stomach and almost fainted due to choking.
Do you...do you understand? This is called humility. Do you know humility?
He's his mother, I said modestly, it's just a piece of advice. Do you really think it's a piece of advice?
You're a reckless man, you're a reckless man. After more than ten years as an official, you still can't change your banditry habits, you're a reckless man!
After groaning in displeasure, the two students shook their long sleeves, put their hands behind their backs, raised their heads, and opened their mouths.
Therefore, the Wuchang students who were working looked at these two people expectantly to see what kind of tricks they could throw.
However, after waiting for a long time, everyone only saw the two coquettish students with their mouths open, but no sound was heard.
Upon closer inspection, I found that these two charming talents were blushing and their bodies were still trembling slightly.
"Wang Fuqing, what's wrong?" Mr. Cangshan asked displeasedly when he saw his protégé standing there, his body trembling as if possessed by an evil spirit. He frowned.
"Disciple, disciple!" Wang Fuqing lowered his head and stammered. He raised his head, glanced at the teacher secretly, and said with a blush, "Disciple, forget it!"
Although the voice was not high, it was still listened attentively by the Wuchang students present.
After everyone was stunned for a moment, they suddenly burst into laughter. They pointed at the red-faced Wang Fuqing and laughed loudly: "It turns out he is a idiot!"
"Shut up! You barbarians!" Wang Fuqing blushed, pointed at the Wuchang students who were laughing at him, and shouted hysterically.
"Shut up and back off!" Mr. Cangshan, with a very ugly expression on his face, coldly glared at his student and snorted.
"Teacher, them!" Wang Fuqing looked at Mr. Cangshan in disbelief, pointed back at the Wuchang students who were smiling maliciously, and whispered.
"Back off!" Mr. Cangshan shouted in a deep voice with a dark face.
Originally, he was thinking of asking his disciples to come forward and write a poem to show these frogs in the well what real talent is. Moreover, he expected that these Wuchang students would not be able to write any good poems.
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I didn't expect that I, a student, would be so useless.
Li Dehui's words sent him into chaos.
It’s really useless!
After Mr. Cangshan dismissed his disciples, he turned around, cupped his hands and fisted at Li Dehui, smiled slightly, and saluted. (Temple)
That expression was obviously apologizing for his disciple.
After all, the other party is an official, and he is also a high-ranking official with great power. More importantly, he is Li Dehui, the reckless man who can turn his back quickly than turning the pages of a book.
Li Dehui has a hot temper, but he is not as knowledgeable as a kid who doesn't understand anything. After seeing Mr. Cangshan apologize in person, Li Dehui shook his head, smiled, and waved his hands to indicate that he didn't take it seriously at all.
At this moment, the disciples of layman Songzhu on the side suddenly clapped their hands and said in surprise: "I have it!"
Subconsciously, everyone's eyes were directed towards this disciple's abdomen.
"No, I mean, I thought of a poem!" A disciple of Lay Master Shozhu said shyly after seeing everyone looking at his belly and his handsome cheeks turning red.
"Oh? Mingyuan, please come quickly!" After hearing the voice, Master Songzhu, who had been sitting there without saying a word, his eyes lit up. After glancing at Mr. Cangshan, he hurriedly urged.
The talented man named Mingyuan bowed respectfully to his mentor. Then he turned around, his eyes full of blazing color, and looked at... the four beautiful women sitting quietly aside.
However, after seeing the one-armed man next to the four women staring at him with a sneer, the student suddenly became frightened and quickly lowered his head.
Mingyuan's face turned pale and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was obviously frightened by the big man's wild beast-like gaze.
"Mingyuan, come here quickly!" Master Songzhu glared at Mingyuan and secretly scolded this kid for his lust. You also have to look at who the other person is to be so bold.
The guard next to the scholar had a bloody aura, and he had obviously just come down from the north. How could you blaspheme such people?
At this time, the scholar sitting directly opposite shook the tea cup in his hand carelessly. He raised his head and glanced at himself, shook his head and smiled. The look in his eyes was extremely contemptuous.
Layman Songzhu was secretly annoyed, but he did not dare to get angry. After all, there was a reason for everything, and the other party was really not easy to mess with.
Feeling aggrieved, layman Songzhu had no choice but to cast all the fire of ignorance in his heart on the initiator.
Mingyuan was so frightened that he trembled when his mentor scolded him.
He raised his sleeves, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and nodded quickly: "Come here, come here!"
After taking a deep breath and suppressing the fear in his heart, Mingyuan no longer dared to look at the four women who were as beautiful as gods. He turned his back and looked at the eldest lady of the Li family.
After pondering for a moment, Mingyuan put his hands behind his back and said proudly: "The yellow cranes fly above the Yellow Crane Tower, and the river flows below the Yellow Crane Tower. The past events of the ages have gone with the waves, and only the sound of the waves is accompanied by sorrow!"
After reciting a poem, layman Songzhu looked a little better.
"What bullshit poetry!" At this moment, Mr. Cangshan on the side said something that was neither yin nor yang.
After hearing this unabashed sarcasm, layman Shozhu suddenly looked ugly and jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Oh? Since this poem is difficult for you to appreciate, sir, why don't you make a poem and listen to it? Let me see what real bullshit is!"
"You!" Mr. Cangshan originally wanted to do the previous song, but after hearing these words from Master Songzhu, he became furious.
He pointed at layman Songzhu, his lips were trembling with anger, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
Since ancient times, China has had the bad custom of literati being contemptuous of each other.
Especially in the Zhou Dynasty, when the literary style was prosperous, this problem was most vividly reflected in the literati.
Mr. Cangshan and layman Songzhu came together, and Lu Heng thought they were close friends.
Unexpectedly, the two of them were so at odds with each other.
Lu Heng touched his chin and smiled. Putting aside the anger and unhappiness in his heart, he looked at Li Dehui and smiled sinisterly. Then they sat upright and began to enjoy the dog-eat-dog show.
"How dare you!" Mr. Cangshan's beard was trembling with anger. He pointed at layman Songzhu and cursed: "My Cangshan family is a scholarly family of the times. How can I allow you, a wild dog, to slander me?"
"Who are you calling a wild dog?" layman Songzhu was furious, slapped the table, stood up, pointed at Mr. Cangshan and cursed.
"Whoever talks to you is the one who talks!" Mr. Cangshan retorted, folding his arms and sneering, mockingly.
Master Songzhu's face was livid, and he was so angry that he immediately rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward to teach this bullshit scholarly family a lesson.
On the side, Li Dehui was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. He rushed forward hypocritically, grabbed the layman Songzhu, and tried to persuade him with all his heart: "Layman, please don't get angry. If you try to be serious with this kind of person, you will lose a lot of respect!"
The furious Songzhu layman calmed down after hearing this, and bowed his hands gratefully to Li Dehui. After glancing at Mr. Cangshan, he sneered: "My lord is right, you should be more serious than this bullshit gentleman from a bullshit family.
It’s become bullshit! Haha!”
When Mr. Cangshan saw the governor, he actually stood up in broad daylight. He was furious. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Li Dehui, who had a sinister face and a cruel smile. He was about to curse, but saw a cold light flashing in the other person's eyes. Mr. Cangshan's heart skipped a beat.
He quickly removed his finger and pointed at layman Songzhu aside.
"Hmph! Mr. I, I am too lazy to deal with a piece of shit like you!" Mr. Cangshan snorted coldly, and then said to Li Dehui: "Master Li, I am not feeling well today, so I have to leave first!"
After speaking, he took the lead and left without waiting for Li Dehui to agree.
However, after taking two steps, Mr. Cangshan realized that he had missed someone.
Turning around, he saw his disciple who was still standing there, with his head lowered and frowning in thought, and he suddenly became furious.
He raised his foot and kicked Wang Fuqing's butt hard, then cursed angrily: "Let's go!"
Wang Fuqing came back to his senses, scratched his head, and asked in confusion: "Teacher, no more competition?"
Mr. Cangshan twitched the corner of his mouth, glared at him fiercely, threw up his sleeves and left: "You can compete if you want!"
Wang Fuqing was stunned for a moment. After seeing his master leaving, he felt unsure. He smiled and bowed to the students, then turned around and left quickly following his master's footsteps.