Nightwatcher

"Yang Ziqian did not go to Qingzhou, this work can push him." Zhang Shen said:

"Let's have a few, he is best at this way."

The mountain wind is in the room, and Chen Tai is blowing, and smiled: "Mering brother is more suitable for me as an official."

"Lao Mi, are you taunting me to play the skin?" Zhang Shen is not angry, a singular attitude: "You come, the old man is listening."

Seeing that it is necessary to argue, Zhang Shen's book boy is down, and it is said: "Mr., your student is old."

Licensed old? Why do you come, the saints are written by three hundred times? Zhang cautiously nodded: "Please come in."

When the book is left, Zhang Shen looks at Chen Tai, smile, smile: "Say, the old man has recently received a student, this is the old brother, the poetic is shocked."

Li Mu Bai immediately added: "That is my student."

Chen Tai looked at the surname of the eyes, and looked at Li, he was in the heart: "The first poet" Does the "Don't know anyone in front of the road," Who does not know the king of the world? "

Li Mu Bai and Zhang Shen smiled.

"Ha ha ha ...." Chen Tai smiled and finished the two friends.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I laugh, you are famous, oh, there is also a jealous." Chen Tai took a smile, half-warfasia:

"Yang Ziqian's name, must be because of this poem, it is really envious. But you don't want to think, a good sentence is rare, how many readers will have a few poems, can load history, even more. "

"There is a" no one in front of the road, the world does not know the king "is already the pen of God, and he is very happy, and he also expects to come again. No, two, so much, the two people are waiting for a monk?"

"It's too famous, for a long time, how is your belly?"

A little fallen, Li Mu Bai and Zhang Shen are somewhat embarrassing.

The idea of ​​the heart, Chen Tai, said that the best sentences of the ages are will make, and if the other party is not a reading person, it is a big fate.

I expect a good to make a good poem, let them know the names, and it is indeed too much to think.

"The young is very good." The two were born, Shen Sheng: "The reading man is immorted, even if the name is a long history, it is also right to walk, not shortcut, it is biased."

"If you know the wrong, you will change, and you will be big." Chen Taimi is the first.

After a while, the bookkeeper collected Xu Qi'an and Xu Xin Ye entered the Yarcy room.

The two are simultaneous: "Students have seen teachers."

Li Mu Bai and Zhang Shen pair, the arrival of Xu Qi'an is both unexpected and happy.

"Sit!" Zhang Shendao.

"Ning Ban, you come to the college, because there is a good sentence to give the teacher to appreciate it?" Li Mu Bai tried.

Xu Qi'an shook his head and said: "Students come here, there is something to ask."

"But there is nothing."

Xu Qi'an told two teachers to the idea of ​​returning to the minister of the house, and only said that the owner behind the sake of taxes was very likely to be Zhou Lang, and if the other party passed through Jinghu, it must report a referendum.

"This ..." Li Mu, looked at Zhang Shen, helplessness, helpless: "The Academy prohibits outsiders, which is rule."

The reader is the most rule.

Xu Qi'an has asked, so I heard the New Year: "The princess is not always in the case."

Zhang Shen shake his head: "How is the princess?"

Xu Xindian nodded: "The Academy prohibits outsiders, unless the emperor is the country."

Hey! This is still as always as always.

The three Great Confucius laughed at the scene.

Xu Qi'an is a laughter, and the poisonous tongue of Erlang is still so sharp.

Li Mu-white shakes his head, "Make a brother, your student, I am looking forward to him in the future."

That is too horrible ..... Zhang Shen mouth is smoked.

Only Chen Tai laughed and said Xu Qi'an. At this time, the mouth said: "Are you a Xunbian?"

"It is a student." Dressed in the Confucius pretending to be a book of Xu Qi'an.

"I heard that there is a poetry, it is better to make a poem that let us three, and the old man is the Lord, so that the daughter is temporarily rested, and she is full."

It is not a key point to allow the family to retain the college, focusing on his last sentence, protecting them.

This is the purpose of Xu Qi'an Brothers.

Xu Xinnian's face is slightly happy, turned his head to see the hut: "Big Brother ..."

He is both happy and ignorant. It is not difficult for poetry. Each reader can make a peerless poetry, it is difficult to let three big roughness satisfied.

Is this difficult?

This is too difficult.

Write poetry? Are you forced me? Xu Qi'an did not immediately promise, but said:

"Leading poems or fixed theme."

The three big roughings exchanged each other, Zhang Dao said: "Persuading!"

Sure enough, it is impossible to be poetry, otherwise, I took out a thousand and sings in minutes. Xu Qi'an heart sighed.

At the same time, there is no tone, because this question is not overline, his literary bottom is also possible.

Advise the words, the first to let Xu Qi'an think of "persuasion", but since the poem, this ancient text is not applicable.

Book in your own golden house, self-friendly jade!

Xu Qi'an is the ceremony, followed by the persuasion of this origin.

In the field of persuading the relevant fields, the awareness of the recognition, it can compare with it.

He just wanted to decide to use this Poetry three big Confucian, and suddenly thought of the situation of the Yunlu Academy for two hundred years.

"This poem is not wrong, it seems to be written by the emperor of the Song Dynasty. It is doped with the taste of the fame and lure.

"When you are in the old exam, you will feel emotion, I don't know that I will be put into the poor hionship in the future."

"I copied this poem, not the heart of the clouds, it is appropriate to reverse ..."

Seeing him for a long time, Xu Xinnian brows and hardened, three big Confuciani, Zhang Shen and Li Many have been looking forward to it, Chen Tai smiles and drinks tea.

Xu Qi'an recovered his thoughts and arched: "Students are ugly, they are old, and they are moon for me."

Xu Xin Ye found the pen ink paper, put on the table, personally manually, the brother, one hand, one hand sleeve, the pen tip in the ink, twist the brother.

I am not shameful, my hand is not shamed .... No, I will not call the calligraphy ..... Xu Qi'an heart spits, the surface puts out the reading person pointing to the posture of the horses, said:

"Resign for me."

Xu Xindian nodded, sitting in front of the case.

"Three heads of lights five chickens."

"It is when a man is reading."

"The dark hair is unknown."

"White head regrets reading is late!"

After the new year, I wrote down, put down the pen, staring at the seven words of the

In the house, there is a short life, Xu Xinnian experienced the Yu Yun of this poem, three big Confucianism stepped to the shore, staring at the rice paper.

Silent stare.

The long must be accumulated to the chest, Chen Tai, who is a black robe, flashing.