Chapter 1105: The Teacher of the World!

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Xiao Yao was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that as soon as King Li came back, he would give face like this.

Haha smiled at the moment, and didn't nod in agreement, let alone refuse, just a little panicked: "I'm afraid I'm not talented." โ€

"Sir, I have already appreciated it, and I am even more pleased if I can make another song through the wine when I am drinking. In the face of Xiao Yao, King Li no longer uses "this king", but a single "I", completely holding the gift of a disciple. This is very rare.

Although Xiao Yao's poems have been exported before, which has amazed King Li, for King Li, in this world, there are too many talents, and only those who can be used for themselves are the real talents.

Now that Xiao Yao is willing to stay in Liwangfu, and even willing to be a scholar for Wu Wutong, he feels that he should respect the other party even more.

Half an hour later, King Li pulled Xiao Yao and sat down at the dinner table.

At the dinner table, in addition to King Li and Xiao Yao, there was also Wu Wutong and another man in white.

The man had long hair and a crown and looked young, about thirty years old, with a folding fan in his hand, and looked polite.

"This is my first advisor to King Li, Sima Tuhuang. King Li made a brief introduction and said.

Xiao Yao nodded at the other party, and the other party did the same, but there was a touch of clarity in his eyes, which was difficult to hide.

Xiao Yao didn't care, just laughed.

Wu Wutong squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Yao, and said, "Silly cow, you ...... before"

"Call the teacher. King Li said.

Wu Wutong glanced at King Li, turned his face to look at Xiao Yao again, and said, "Silly cow, why didn't you tell me before that you could compose poems?"

King Li was helpless.

Wu Wutong's refusal to buy it was completely unexpected by him.

If Wu Wutong listened to his advice, he would feel a little weird.

He could only give Xiao Yao an apologetic look, Xiao Yao was not surprised, he was used to it anyway. If he was still a little indignant at the beginning, he was even more relieved to hear someone call a stupid dog.

Compared with the stupid dog, I am still very happy......

At this moment, the housekeeper at the door suddenly rushed in, forgetting the trick.

"Lord Wang, Wang Wenge of the Bachelor's Mansion asks to see you!"

"Huh, Wang Wenge?" King Li was a little surprised, squinted his eyes, nodded, and said, "Let him come in." โ€

"Yes. โ€

Hearing the name Wang Wenge, the expression on Xiao Yao's face instantly became a little strange.

The expression on his face was also taken into the eyes of King Li.

He didn't move and asked, "Does Mr. Xiao know Wang Wenge?"

Xiao Yao said honestly: "I was fortunate to see it once. โ€

"Oh?" said King Li, a little surprised, "and this?"

Xiao Yao nodded.

"Did you two feel sorry for each other at first sight?" Wu Wutong said with a smile, "That's not right, you are both literati, and you all say that literati are inferior to each other, so it's good if you don't fight." โ€

Xiao Yao thought about it, nodded, and said, "That's not too much, it's not too much, I had a quarrel when I met him." โ€

"......" Wu Wutong looked at Xiao Yao with wide eyes, and said in surprise, "Wouldn't it?"

Xiao Yaole hehe.

The expression on King Li's face also looked a little strange, and he didn't know whether what Xiao Yao said was true or not.

Five minutes later, Wang Wenge had already followed the butler into the hall.

"Wang Wenge has seen the prince. After all, Wang Wenge is already a scholar, and his father is still the prince's teacher, so even if he makes a pilgrimage, he doesn't have to kneel down, just salute.

"Mr. Wang, please be seated. King Li stood up and invited Wang Wenge to take a seat. Wang Wenge laughed, just wanted to sit down, but when he saw Xiao Yao, he was taken aback, and said in amazement: "It's you?"

Xiao Yao looked at him and laughed.

"No wonder you didn't go to the Bachelor's Mansion to find me, it turned out that it was King Li's people!" Wang Wenge sighed and said with a wry smile, "It seems that I am not lucky enough. โ€

"Hmm, what did Master Wang say about this?" King Li was a little curious.

"On the way to Yangcheng, I had a relationship with Xiao Yao, and there was a debate, it was that debate that made me suddenly realize that my vision was short-sighted, and it was Xiao Yao's words that made me feel like an enlightenment, and I woke up, which can be described as a teacher of a sentence, but it is a pity that I was entangled in important matters at the time, and I couldn't discuss it well, and now I have an opportunity. โ€

Wang Wenge's words made King Wu Wutong and the guy named Sima Tuhuang change their faces.

Who is Wang Wenge?

This is a scholar of the court, an official worshipping three grades, and his father is a minister of the Holy Cabinet.

Now, can you give Xiao Yao such a high evaluation?

"Speaking of which, if this guy hadn't been a little capable and made a poem, he wouldn't be able to sit here and eat with us now. Wu Wutong said with a smile.

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Wang Wenge asked with a smile, "What poem?"

"I've memorized it all. "Wu Wutong's memory is really good, even if Xiao Yao just reads it once, this girl has already memorized it backwards.

When I repeated, because it was a girl's family, I lacked a little bit of spirit.

When the first sentence was pronounced, Wang Wenge frowned slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and listened with his ears pricked up.

When the last sentence fell, Wang Wenge suddenly stood up and slapped the table hard, ecstatic.

"Good poem! Good will enter the wine, don't stop the cup! Haha! Good poem! Even if it's just this poem, my Wang Wenge came to Liwang's Mansion today, and it is worth the trip!" Wang Wenge said this, and beat his chest again, "It's hateful!"

Wu Wutong blinked and looked at Wang Wenge, as if he was looking at a fool.

"What's there to hate?"

Wang Wenge took a deep breath, his lips trembling: "I hate why I didn't kidnap Xiao Yao directly in the first place, and I lost my handsome talent!"

"Handsome? A literati, what is handsome? Wu Wutong snorted and said.

She was a little unimpressed by Wang Wenge's words.

Such an evaluation is inevitably too inflated.

Wang Wenge sighed, secretly saying in his heart that women were ignorant. If it weren't for the fact that this was His Royal Highness the county lord, he wouldn't have bothered to explain: "If there is no world in his mind, if there are no millions of iron horses, how can he come to the wine with a song? Yes, there is a lack of a glass of wine!"

After speaking, Wang Wenge stood up and held a glass of wine in his hand: "Xiao Yao, I, Wang Wenge, I will toast you with the wine of Liwangfu today!"

After saying that, he drank it all.

Xiao Yao couldn't cry or laugh, thinking to himself that this guy's brain is really not normal, right?

After hesitating for a moment, he still accompanied Wang Wenge for a drink.

There's no way, Sanpin official, you still have to give face......

When Wang Wenge sat down again, he was full of interest and said, "Xiao Yao, I went to Dalongshan Waterfall yesterday to watch the scenery into a poem, I want to ask you for some advice, can you?"

Xiao Yao had a headache.

Finger fart!

Do you really think Lao Tzu can write poetry?

He saw that Wang Wenge wanted to speak, so he quickly waved his hand to stop.

"Wait, Bachelor Wang has also been to Dalongshan Waterfall before?Coincidentally, I also read it there before, and made a poem, why don't I say it first?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Hmm, that's good!" Wang Wenge nodded hurriedly.

King Wu Wutong Li and that Sima Tuhuang all looked at Xiao Yao with expectant eyes.

Xiao Yao held a glass of wine, decent, stood up, with one hand behind his back, one hand holding the wine glass, walked a few steps in the house, and slowly exhaled: "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river." The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!"

Xiao Yao finished reading the four lines of the poem, but he didn't get applause, he couldn't help but be a little curious, thinking, could it be because these people have no way to understand the artistic conception?

When he turned around, he found that the four people were dumbfounded, especially King Li, who fell to the ground with chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't realize it.

After three minutes, Wang Wenge slapped the table again.

When he stood up, he saw that everyone was looking at him, but he didn't know what to say, so he simply poured three glasses of wine in a row and poured them all into his stomach.

King Li also stood up and raised his wine glass: "What a flying stream goes straight down to 3,000 feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days! What a momentum like a rainbow and a heroic mountain, Mr. Xiao, I also salute you!"

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it all.

Wu Wutong couldn't help but say: "Although I don't like to compose poems, and I don't know how to compose poems, but this kind of poem sounds really good, as if there are really 3,000 feet in front of me, and there is really that Milky Way in the sky, it sounds goodโ€”so heroic!"

Xiao Yao squinted his eyes, looked at Wang Wenge, and said, "Didn't Master Wang also have a poem just now?

Wang Wenge's face suddenly turned red, and he waved his hand vigorously: "No, no, I was quite satisfied with it, and I wanted to show off in front of you, but now forget it, compared with your poem that is suspected to be the Milky Way Falling Nine Heavens, I still call it a poem? At most, it is a smooth mouth, not ashamed, not ashamed!"

No matter how King Li persuaded him, Wang Wenge didn't open his mouth even if he died.

Xiao Yao laughed.

That's what he wanted!

Otherwise, if Wang Wenge makes a poem and asks him to evaluate it, he knows a fart?

Don't open your eyes to be blind?

"The world's literary heroes, the world is shocked. Wang Wenge looked at Xiao Yao and said, "Mr. Xiao's title is not an exaggeration, I, Wang Wenge, would like to invite Mr. Xiao to settle in the Bachelor's Mansion, and I will recommend it to the saint, with Mr. Xiao's talent, if he is only a teacher of one person, it is a pity." โ€

"Then what should I do?" Xiao Yao asked with a smile.

"You should be the teacher of the world!" Wang Wenge's eyes were scorching, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

King Li paused slightly, but did not speak.

Xiao Yao laughed and said, "Master Wang, you have to kill me for this." โ€

"Kill?" Wang Wenge laughed, "How many people who sell their fame and reputation want to be killed by me, I don't want to say more than half a word, I, Wang Wenge, never praise and kill, it's really Mr. who takes responsibility!"

Xiao Yao pondered, is it any wonder that Li Shixian dared to call the Son of Heaven and not get on the boat, everyone is the master of the world, afraid of a fart?

I just don't know if Li Shixian had such treatment in the Tang Dynasty.

"Hey, Master Wang, you're going too far, how can you say that this is also in my Liwang Mansion, you dig the foot of the wall, you can't dig so straightforwardly, right?" Wu Wutong didn't have a good air.

Wang Wenge was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly, so he had to say: "I feel more and more regretful, I really should have kidnapped Mr. Xiao! It's a pity, it's a pity ......."

Wu Wutong laughed.

At the dinner table, Wang Wenge was asking Xiao Yao for poetry and songs, and King Li and Wu Wutong were also joining in the fun.

It's just that Sima Tu is wasted, and tears are about to fall.

As the first strategist under King Li, King Li originally asked him to sit with him, just to test whether Xiao Yao was really talented and learned, but he didn't expect that Wang Wenge would come.

With Wang Wenge, do you still need him to try?

Moreover, Xiao Yao's strength, isn't it enough to show? Even Wang Wenge has to be called a teacher, sir, how big of a face does he dare to lean on?