This group of unlearned literary Confucians, indeed, there are not a few two inks in the stomach, the poems made are either love or love, or they are tugging and groaning, except for the fancy.

Don looked straight at the acid water next to him.

However, through their words, Tang Yi also thoroughly understood what was the "right thing" in the little girl's mouth.

It turned out that after the year, Taoyuan lived in a new grass, and Madame Taoyuan wanted to ask for a good word for a new house or a poem in the new garden.

This is not a thing, Mr. Yin so much of the knowledge to write something, you can add color to the new house.However, next year is a big year, Yin Sui laughs that he wants to try to open the schoolboy's two, so there is this scene of tact.

In fact, Mr. Yin a little take it for granted, when the year is a big year, a little level, are riveted to show their skills in the spring of next year, where there is a mind to find such a place to find fragrant jade.Those who can come here to show up are some heartless, take the ink in the stomach to cheat the reputation of the look of goods.

Listening, suddenly smelling a shout, "Little son will get a word, will be able to pull the top!"

"Last year in this door today, the peach blossoms are red.The people do not know where to go, and the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze."

I am poignant!!

Tang Yi was not laughing, he was completely choked by this goods, can not help coughing up.

“Cough, cough, that’s great!”

The man heard Tang Yi strange voice coughing strangely and suddenly, and turned his head uneasily: “How?”This good sentence, and the intention to get out of the ordinary, why should the brother Taiwan laugh?"

Tang Yi, on the side of the cat coughing with his waist, he waved to the Wensheng, "It's okay, good poetry, good poetry, but..."

“Only what?”

"But if Cui takes care of his old man to hear the son-in-law's 'big work', it is expected to jump out of the tomb!"

That verbose, look four, “urge?What to do to rush?”

The students on his side were embarrassed and his eyes were hiding.

Those who know him, even if they are secretly tugging at their clothes, whispering:

"That's the people's rushing to the "head of the capital city of Nanzhuang", you have to copy ... also pick a little copy of the birth..."

“Did you write about the reminder?”The text stagnates, and then embarrassed: "Just suddenly four sentences, I thought it was a wonderful hand to get it..."

“Let’s take care of it first...”

Tang Yi couldn’t help but tease, “Why don’t you have an ‘peach water to go, there is no earth and earth without people’?”

Wensheng looked red, this time he knew that this was the sentence of the poet Li Bai.

Let Tang Yi untangle, Wensheng's face is a little hanging, strong distinguishing: "Little students are also a moment do not check, square wrong use of the ancient people's words."

His companion also helped: "Since the son is so great, why not make a big work, let me wait to open my eyes!?

I'm ok!With you, that’s the price!

Tang Yisei smiled and said without laughing: "No, my ancient poems have a little back, but I can't do it without such a good sentence!"

“You!”

This is to say that they copied the ancients, and Wensheng was angry and half dead, and they could not say a word.I don't want the little girl to say, "Full of words, he can have a 'big work'."

“No, you are too much!”Tang Yi fumed, “Old man helped you solve the siege, but your little girl’s film was repeated again and again, and again and again, when I Tang Zihao was good at bullying, didn’t he?”

Oh yeah!

This time it was the turn of a group of literary students to spray, and the literary student who had just used the wrong sentence stared at his eyes: "You and you, you are Tang Zihao?"“Don, crazy?”

Fuck!Tang Yi's heart darkly, accidentally lighted the old man out.

Now in the open city, few people know who you are, but you have to say Tang Zihao, Tang crazy, nine out of ten things that can be done by Tang Yi.

In terms of fame, he smelled more than Cao Laojie and Pan Laoyi, and now he went out, he did not dare to report to his own house.

Dong Jingyao opened his mouth and looked surprised, “Are you a Don crazy?”No wonder it was so rude!”

“...”

Black Man couldn't look down, and turned back to the little girl, "Jing Yao girl, don't be so slow to my young master."

“The young master?”The little girl 靖瑶 .

“Ah!” he screamed, “you’re all together.”

Black with black eyes full of black lines, she even knew that Da Lang and herself were together, this is everyone saw it?

"Of course, or the big man let us run Cao Ju, Pan Yue's gang of people."

The little girl covered her mouth and said, “I thought he was a jealous rascal with Cao Yu!”

Tang Yi's heart was dark, and his heart said, this time you know how to misunderstand the son, right?I am a disciple of your Taoyuan Lady Yin Shilu's acquaintance with a friend Fan Zhonghun.

Just about to go back to tease a few words, find a little face, but listen to the little girl said again, Tang Yi almost did not vomit blood...

“That’s not a good person either!How did Black Brother choose such a bad person to be the main family?”

Dong Jingyao remembers that the mother-in-law and the sister of the harp often said that the gentleman stood up with words, and this person spoke so rudely, and it must also be a bad person.What's more, he is a madman in Tang, scolding the treasurer of Fanlou, scolding Pan Mei's descendants, acting arrogantly, and not at all better than Cao Ju.

This time there was nothing to say about the black man, and the little girl was unreasonable at all.

Dong Jingyao glanced at Tang Yi, who was like a pig's liver, and it was a small chin, and the bad guys she identified must not be better!

...

At this time, Wensheng smiled, "Who am I, it turns out to be 'Tang Half Lang', that is to teach Tang son today to use which 'half-squat' to respond to the scene!"

He deliberately bit the word half-sun, that is, to ironically Tang Yi has always been half-spoem.

Before he could wait for Tang Yi to speak, he could only see a black shadow suddenly, and it was the black man, who slapped the back of the Wensheng's head.

“Grandma, how do you talk to my son?”Believe me, the old man threw you into the river too!”

Dong Jingyao a little girl does not understand, black people can not care, others can not, who dare to say Tang Yi a "no" word, black dare to work hard with him.

That Wensheng ate a shrivet of his neck, but said on his mouth: "It turns out that Tang Grand Duke does not slip away, even the evil slaves under his hands are so domineering, and they don't let people talk anymore?"

When the black man's eyes stood, he still did not believe, there was no unconvincing mouth in the world!

“Stop!”Tang Yi called out to the black man and went over and said, “You are too, how can you get out of your hand?”

“You can’t do it yourself, you’re weird, you’re beaten!”

Tang Yi looked at the black man, "The dog bites you, you still bite back?"(Unfinished.)