"Plagiarism? Inexistent! How can the business of a scholar be called a prostitute?! Ahem......"

Standing in the wind, silently mourning for Yang Wanli, who had not yet been born, for a second, Xiao Han was ready to enjoy the adoring eyes with peace of mind.

Sure enough, as Xiao Han expected, as soon as Master Yang Wanli's teacher came out, Xue Pan's eyes lit up! grabbed Xiao Han's sleeve and said, "Xiao Han! What a good poem you read! Can you tell me all of its verses? ”

Xue Pan is telling the truth, since the last time he forcibly continued Xiao Han's poem! She gave up on this futile work completely.

Because no matter how hard you try, it will always become a dog's tail continuation mink in the end, and the ending is too hurtful, so it's better to ask the "original author" directly!

"A few other words?"

The "original author" Xiao Han's heart tightened, his eyes rolled twice, but he refused to read the other two sentences.

He didn't forget the other sentences of this song "Xiao Out of Jingci Temple to Lin Zifang", but the problem is that this is not West Lake! Besides, the time is not right, isn't it revealing when you read it?

"Yes, the rest! When I return to Chang'an, I'll let those straw bales see what the real poetry is! ”

Xue Pan looked at Xiao Han with starry eyes, she didn't notice Xiao Han's abnormality, but she hated that she didn't bring a pen and paper when she came out, so she couldn't transcribe it immediately!

After all, although Xiao Han does not write many poems, each of them is a rare and excellent sentence, in the words of her brother: If this is placed in a peaceful and prosperous era, I don't know how many literati and celebrities can be impressed.

"This... Panpan, you have to know that good sentences are made by nature, and you can get them by chance! A few other sentences, I haven't come up with this yet, and when I think of it later, I'll tell you! Wiping his sweat, Xiao Han thought about prevaricating first, and when he had time in the future, he must go to the West Lake in summer, and he could make up for this poem in a bright and bright way, half of the residual poem is really sorry for Brother Yang Wanli......

"A good sentence is made by nature, and a clever hand can get it?"

Xiao Han didn't expect that it was okay for him not to say this, but as soon as he said it, Xue Pan's eyes brightened!

What is Export Chapter? This is the export chapter!

Facing Xue Pan's fiery adoring eyes, Xiao Han's cheekiness was a little unbearable, so he could only turn his face sideways to avoid Xue Pan's fiery eyes, and sighed in his heart: "Brother Lu You, I'm really sorry!" I really don't want to "borrow" your famous phrase! It's really forced by the situation, but you have written so much, you don't care about this sentence and a half......

"Phew! Thieves from there! What are you doing in my Yang family?! ”

I don't know if Xiao Han's shamelessness angered the heavens, just when Xiao Han was still looking for a step for himself to get off the donkey, a loud roar suddenly exploded! Xiao Han and Xue Pan were so frightened that even Xiao Qi, who was lying on the ground after enough play, was startled, and hurriedly looked towards the place where the sound came from!

Alone, standing by the lake!

To be precise, it was a tall man in coarse linen clothes standing by the lake, with a pair of small eyes looking at Xiao Han who turned his head stupidly, and his dark face was full of shock! Terrified! And unbelievable!

"No, my grandfather! If you don't play like this, how can you see this master everywhere? What am I going to do? Kowtow and beg for mercy? Wouldn't it be too spineless? Turn around and run? Bah! Where can I run? ”

The man who recognized Xiao Han had mixed feelings in his heart! And when Xiao Han saw it, he was happy!

"Your uncle! I'm scared to death! It turned out to be you bastard, what's the matter, your head doesn't hurt anymore? Xiao Han looked at the man who was mourning and laughed!

It turned out that this was none other than the thug of the Yang landlord who married Xiao Lian last time! And because he shaved his head, he was slammed by Xiaodong at the beginning! He remembers it very well!

When the man heard Xiao Han's words, he subconsciously touched his bare head, and then showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Master Hou... Little one really didn't know it was you! If I knew it was you, I wouldn't dare to speak if I killed the little one! ”

"Xiao Han, who is he?" Xue Pan gently pulled Xiao Han on the side and pointed at the man.

She was a little curious, she didn't know how this person knew Xiao Han, and she seemed to be so afraid of him!

"Oh, you said he! Remember the last time I told you about Little Pity? He is ......" Xiao Han heard Xue Pan's inquiry, held back a smile, and told Xue Pan how to clean up the landlord in the first place, especially the matter of beating this bald head, and singled out and talked about it again! Xue Pan, who listened to it, couldn't help but laugh a little when he looked at this bald head, and Xiao Han could make so many flowers!

The young men and women on the opposite side are amused by themselves as if no one is around, but the man's heart is like a dead old lady! Don't dare to run, don't dare to speak!

He knew Xiao Han, he offended this master last time, and his master was almost stripped of a layer of skin by the Han Zhong Thorn History, and a large piece of land was handed over to make people barely get out. If you let your master know that he has offended this master again, it is estimated that it will not be the skin of the assassin who pulls out his skin, but the skin of himself first......

"You, come here, come here!" After telling Xue Pan about the interesting story last time, Xiao Han pondered in his heart, and beckoned to the man.

"Master, you command......" When the man saw Xiao Han calling him, he didn't dare to hesitate, so he hurriedly trotted over and nodded his head! If you stick out your tongue again, it's like Xiao Qi lying on the ground.

"You, by the way, what's your name?" Xiao Han opened his mouth, and suddenly thought that he had beaten someone, but he still didn't know what they were called......

The man looked at Xiao Han cautiously and said in awe: "Back to the Hou Ye, the little one is the slave of Master Yang, and the surname of Master Yang is the same as that of Master Yang, and the small one is ranked sixth, so it is called Yang Liulang." ”

"Yang... Rokuro? As soon as Xiao Han heard this domineering name, his jaw almost fell! immediately asked: "What about Mu Guiying?" Do you know each other? ”

The man was at a loss: "Who is Mu Guiying?" I've never heard of a family surnamed Mu in a radius of more than ten miles? ”

"Oh, that's what I thought!" Xiao Han patted his head and smiled awkwardly.

Today is a relationship with the Song Dynasty, and the poems are all Song Dynasty, and they forget that it is the Tang Dynasty now.

"Yang Liu, this place belongs to your family?" After patting his head, Xiao Han asked casually again.

The man was trembling, he didn't know what Xiao Han was going to do, but he didn't dare to lie, so he could only stubbornly say: "Yes, this is the ancestral property of the Yang family, and on the other side of the lake is the ancestral shrine of the Yang family." ”

"Oh, I said why no one came here, it turned out to be your family's stuff!" Xiao Han said with a smile.

The man was about to collapse when he heard these words that seemed to have a deep meaning!

Father! Uncle! Why are you going to say it, it's scary!

What else do you say that no one comes? The sky can be seen, and not all people are driven away by us! Today is a coincidence, I saw you, I don't usually see some people who come to steal fish and catch shrimp? What are we talking about?