"The teacher went back to Meizhou, I'm afraid he won't come." Wang Xiaoya scoffed at her father's suggestion, Meizhou is thousands of miles away, and the teacher is not a young man in the workshop, how can he call around!

"All you need for a father is a letter, and your immoral teacher who abducted someone else's daughter will roll over in a hurry!" Hong Tao had known about Su Shi's resignation and return to his hometown, and he agreed very much.

I don't have the talent to be an official, so why don't I go to the big dye vat and spend a lot of time in vain. Go home to call friends, travel to the mountains and rivers, and then go to the wind and snow building from time to time to drink flower wine, and after drinking high, it is the life of Su Da Wenhao to write poems and lyrics.

For this reason, he also specially wrote a secret letter to Zhou Zhou, asking her to arrange for Meizhou's subordinates to take care of Su Shi who was idle at home, not to take care of life, but to protect everything.

To put it bluntly, Hong Tao is afraid that this old man with a bad temper will clash with the people in the cooperative and workshop one day because of his class position and that high-mindedness.

Wang Shi and the others knew that Su Shi was Wang Xiaoya's master, and no matter how bad it was, it would not hurt his life. But the local members and inspectors don't know, especially Zhu Bajin's black club.

Once you get into trouble with these people, you will be ruined at least your family and your family, and at worst, your life will be lost. They don't care if you have been a prime minister or not, how well the poems are written, and whoever hinders their development is an undying enemy.

To be honest, if it weren't for Wang Xiaoya's business, Hong Tao wouldn't have provoked this old friend, and the two of them wouldn't have been able to go together at all. I haven't seen each other for several years, and after facing each other, I can endure it for half an hour at most, and then I have to go-for-tat, and no one will rub sand in their eyes.

The reason why Hong Tao was able to endure not sending Wang Shi to the black hand was not because he felt that the writer should be protected, but because he knew that Su Shi had not done anything bad except for his class position and historical limitations, and he was generally a persistent and upright person.

But in order not to let her daughter become an opponent of herself, she had to pretend to be a grandson again. Get Su Shi to Yangtze River College, Wang Xiaoya will no longer think about going to him, whether the change of thinking is secondary or not, and it is possible to have an impact by keeping people by his side first.

Will Su Shi be so obedient? Of course not, but Hong Tao has a way. He really wrote a letter to Su Shi, the content was very simple, inviting Su Shi to come to Yangtze River University to give a lecture.

In order to prevent Su Shi from playing bones, Hong Tao also used the agitation method. Aren't you famous for your poetry, come on, let's make a poem to disgust you, if you can endure being a living king, I will lose!

Can Hong Tao also write poetry? He knows how to fart, but he has lived in ancient times for two lives and dozens of years, and he can't even figure out the rhyme of the poem. However, he would plagiarize, and he would find famous poems to copy.

The bloody summer gauze hat is wide, and the lonely minister is thousands of miles away.

The humble did not dare to forget the country, and the matter must still be closed.

Heaven and earth gods and spirits support the temple society, Jinghua father and old Wang and Luan.

The teacher has a table through the present and the ancient, and the lights are more carefully seen in the middle of the night.

This time it's Lu You's turn to be unlucky, who made him also from the Song Dynasty, a song "Sick Book" is written so appropriately, just change four words and name, how do you look like you have just returned from the summer expedition, advocate another northern expedition to eliminate the Liao State, and are not treated by the imperial court The voice of the lonely minister.

"Daddy really knows how to write poetry!" Lu You is Lu You, and the poems written must be wonderful, after Wang Xiaoya saw it, her eyes changed when she saw her father.

This kind of expression and Su Shi are simply a virtue, as long as the poetry and songs, painting and piano are brilliant, they think that you have great ability and are willing to socialize, even if this person does not know how to wear clothes by himself, it can also be interpreted as a kind of style.

"Every grain you eat, every mouthful of milk you drink, every inch of cloth you wear, and every object you use are not produced by poetry or paintings. The party and the Khitan people will not invade the south because of a few poems, and the people can't just recite poems without eating, why do you think that poetry and painting are more important? If poetry and poetry really have such a big effect, then there is nothing to do without your teacher! ”

My daughter likes to draw and is good at drawing, and Hong Tao has never said anything wrong. Both material and spiritual things are necessary for human beings, but they should not be too biased towards one side, and pure materialism is wrong, and pure spiritualism is also absurd.

......It's a pity that every time my daughter hears this kind of question, she pouts and doesn't want to play the piano to the cow, just like Einstein met Xi Murong and couldn't communicate in depth.

"Don't believe it, do you? Come on, look at the pocket watch dozens of times. In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote poems in seven steps, and now your father writes lyrics in ten seconds, I don't know if Su Daguan can do it! ”

In the face of all kinds of enemies, Hong Tao likes to slap his face with his strength the most, and when he encounters his daughter's provocation, he is afraid that it will not be possible to use force, but he can't bear it, and he must be ruthlessly withdrawn with poetry.

"Ten!" Wang Xiaoya is also as tall as Su Shi, and when she sees students in the academy on weekdays, she lifts her chin and walks.

To be honest, she does look down on her father a little in her heart, no matter how many strong enemies he has defeated and how many things he has invented, he is not worthy of admiration if his culture is not high enough.

"There is, red crisp hands, yellow silk wine, and willows on the spring palace walls of the city. The north wind is evil, and the joy is thin. A melancholy, a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky. Peach blossoms fall, idle pond pavilion. Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, Mo, Mo! ”

It doesn't take ten strokes to give words to Hong Tao, if it weren't for the fact that the inventory in his mind was too small, he could make N heads in one second. Lu You is Hong Tao's favorite poet, and with a single poem, the style must be consistent, which can only make his old man suffer more.

“…… What's the name of this? Wang Xiaoya was immediately dumbfounded, she had studied with Su Shi for more than ten years, painting was only a part of it, and it was impossible not to involve poetry. Su Shi is best at words, but compared with these words, it can only be said that they have their own charm, and they can't tell the difference.

"Hairpin Phoenix. Red crispy hands! "If you want to copy the whole set, you don't even need to change the name.

"It's obviously a word, why is it a hairpin?" Hearing her father's answer, Wang Xiaoya was even more dizzy, what is it called hairpin head phoenix, I haven't heard of it!

“…… Why can't fathers create their own word cards? Your mother is thousands of miles away, and she feels that her father owes her a lot, so she uses the accessories on Mrs. Lian's head as a card! Write it down and attach it to the back of the letter, and go to the academy tomorrow to hand it over to the Shunfeng Dart Bureau, so that your bastard teacher can take a good look, don't always think that he is the only one who is knowledgeable. ”

Hong Tao remembered that the word plate of this poem was called Haitou Feng, but his daughter said that it was a word from the mouth, who was right and who was wrong? must be wrong, because this is Song Ci, and Wang Xiaoya is 100% Song people.

But the more times like this, the more you can't panic, and the face does not change your color and your heart does not beat to change the word card to your own invention is the best choice. And there is also a source, Wang Xiaoya's biological mother Lian'er is the red crispy hand that is difficult to trust in the brocade book in the words!

"Daddy has this talent, why doesn't he show it on weekdays?" Wang Xiaoya still doesn't believe that her father, who is full of vernacular on weekdays and has to ask a few mothers to write a piece of music, will be a great talent, but facts speak louder than words, and she was stunned.

"Didn't I say that the Great Song Dynasty has no shortage of talents, what is lacking is a practical and hard-working doer. You can't defeat the enemy with poetry and songs, and you can't feed your stomach. You and your teacher are going to be the talents sought after by everyone, and I will do other things without interfering with each other. ”

Hong Tao said this sincerely, but in fact, most of it was nonsense. If he had the ability to be sunny and snowy, he would definitely not do such a thankless job, isn't it because he doesn't have enough inventory in his stomach.

"It would be nice if someone made a red crisp hand for their daughter......" People who play literature and art are very emotional, and Wang Xiaoya is the same, she enters the emotional world as she speaks.

"If you have nothing to do, go play ball with your father!" The daughter is already an adult girl, and she hopes that a man will write her a love letter in front of her, which makes Hong Tao even more upset.

The lifelong affairs of those Yingying Yanyan in the children's group have not been solved, seeing that there is one more troublesome one, and then thinking about it in the future, she will bring back a son-in-law like Su Shi, Hong Tao wants to die.

"My daughter still has to send a letter to the teacher...... "How to make Wang Xiaoya disappear from front of her eyes, Hong Tao has a nirvana, exercise!"

"Alas...... How can you get so many births! Seeing his daughter float out like the wind, Hong Tao rubbed his temples vigorously. Wang Xiaoya is the boss, full of saint education. Wang Feiyu is the second child, his mind is full of fat, what he learns is not good, and what he eats is fragrant.

The other children are still young and can't see the advantages and disadvantages, but with the trend of these two sisters, the prospects are not very optimistic. Don't say that a person like Wang Er, there can be a king eighteen Amitabha. In case there is a king ten, Hong Tao only has one way to choose, hurry into the earth for peace, and save yourself from being angry when you are old.