Puning Fang is in the northwest of Chang'an City, and the boundary is not good, and it can occasionally be flooded when it rains heavily. Several high slopes in the city are lived by rich and noble people, like Daming Palace, built directly on the Longshou Plain, if this is flooded, to tell the truth, the world will only be left Tubo and Zhangxiong people are still alive.

Because of the relationship between the dragon and the original, the Taiji Palace was directly raised by three zhang in the end, and it is definitely not an exaggeration to describe it as rising from the ground.

Then at the end of February, Lao Zhang was in a forage field outside Kaiyuanmen, and he rose from the ground and clasped his fists around with both hands: "Thank you brothers for your love, and I took time out of my busy schedule to come to the appointment." Presumably everyone already knows that on the third day of the first lunar month next month, everyone in the Qujiang Literary Association will be given poems. ”

What my brother said was that this matter hung in my heart, making people not think about it, tossing and turning, and unable to sleep all night. If Qu Jiangwen knows how to write poetry, I won't be able to do any poetry, I'm afraid that I will be beaten by Aya's ass and blossom......"

"Alas...... I don't need to say more, everyone is studying in the Wubenfang, you know, I'm a person, because I can't compose poetry, and my husband's board has been suffering for almost a year. ”

"Come here this time, does my brother have a way?"

"My brother has always been resourceful, so he must have a plan!"

Lao Zhang's face was calm, his expression was indifferent, his hands pressed around, and then said: "Don't hide it, let me ride the black wind to kill two Turks, maybe it's okay." If I write poetry, I might as well let the Turks kill me. ”

"Hahahaha......"

The bear children immediately laughed, and Cheng Chubi said even more: "My eldest brother is still in Nanfu, and he has escaped, but the second brother is unlucky, and his father asked him not to write and copy, otherwise he will break the dog's legs." ”

"Cheng Sanlang, your second brother is a dogleg, you are his brother, isn't it that you are also a dogleg?"

"Hahahaha......"

"Li Zhen, do you want to beg for a fight?"

"I'm afraid you won't make it?!"

Since beating Li Tao and being named Cao Guogong, and the president of the "Zhongyi Society" lives next door, Li Zhen said that Lao Wei is no longer afraid of you Cheng Laosan.

"I'm so daring, I'll let you know today, I'm the little overlord of this workshop!"

"Little Overlord? Hmph, the word overlord is reversed, but it's quite powerful. ”

Li Dalang smiled and expressed disdain.

"You're looking for death—"

Cheng Laosan kicked away the stool, walked up, and stretched out his left hand to take Li Zhen's collar. Li Zhen was also taken aback, and his head was crooked when he dodged away.

Seeing that Cheng Chubi was about to hold Li Zhen, he saw a person come out and hold Cheng Chubi's hand, just pressing down and then bending, Cheng Laosan turned over like a monkey, slammed on the ground, and raised a pile of smoke and dust.

"Shhhh

The bears and children all gasped, what a kung fu, so sharp.

I drank the northwest wind back then, and I wrestled with the GIs. Don't be surprised when you see these little grapples, they are all the inheritance of Jiangyin Xiangshuai, don't care about these details.

Cheng Laosan was lying on the ground stunned, while Li Zhen's eyes were round, staring at Zhang De like a ghost.

"What's the matter, my own brothers have to do it?"

Lao Zhang squinted and glanced at the two of them.

Cheng Chubi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly shouted: "It's unfair, it's unfair, how can my brother beat me, but he doesn't teach this person who speaks evil words!" ”

"What are you yelling about!"

Glaring at Cheng Chubi, who couldn't get up on the ground, Zhang De looked at Li Zhen, "Da Lang, you and San Lang are both at fault, he wants to beat you, and he has already learned a lesson." You apologize to San Lang, your own brother, don't get in the way of saving face. ”

After that, Zhang De swept around: "I am the son of the nobles, I have always hated ghosts, in Chang'an City, who does not retreat when I see it?" The brothers are so impressed, but I feel ashamed. If it is majestic, killing the Turkic dog Goryeo pig is called majestic. If you are proud, you should take the test, then it is called proud. ”

Many bear children were stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhang De said again: "The people I asked me to call today are all brothers in the family, or I am the eldest son. If nothing else, just for the face of the noble family, we can't be ridiculed at the Qujiang Cultural Conference. ”

"That's what my brother said!"

"That's right, my brother taught me a lesson!"

Zhang De looked at Li Zhen, and then glanced at Cheng Chubi, who got up: "I am waiting for my fathers, either fighting and fighting, or strategizing, these are all flags, how can I fight cocks and walk dogs to humiliate." There were no less than fifty people in this forage field, and the oldest was only thirteen or fourteen years old. If you want to carry the banner of your father's merits, do you think you can afford it? Is it worth the past behavior? ”

The torture made everyone ashamed.

"As the old saying goes, if you don't fly, you're already a blockbuster, and if you don't fly, you're already soaring into the sky." I can't wait for the king of Chu, I just need to question my heart. On the third day of the third month of the third month, I let those who read the jokes know that we are just chic and uninhibited......"

Many bear children are bright-eyed, yes, we are all talented people, usually people hate ghosts, that is all full of wealth and strategy.

It's not that we don't perform, but we don't spit out our talents.

Of course, where this talent comes from depends on our brother!

"Brother, will you come out?"

Li Zhen's blood is boiling, although he follows his father to study hard, but if you want to say that poetry is endowed, it is not impossible, but it is just brilliant, and it is absolutely impossible.

"Huh?"

Zhang De looked at him.

Li Zhen's face turned red, and then he hugged his fists and said, "San Lang, the right talent...... I have no mouth to cover, and I hope Saburo will forgive me. ”

Where did Cheng Chubi see someone apologize to him, a little bastard, but he was at a loss, and said a little shyly: "I actually didn't take it to heart......

I wanted to vomit when I heard it.

Lao Zhang glanced at them: "To be honest, my uncle is not here, and Qujiang Wenhui can only rely on me to plan." Coincidentally, my master Jiangyin is handsome, and Wen Taowu is not unparalleled in the world, but he is also a tyrant in Jiangdong. He has a good friend, who is the younger brother of Master Zhikong of Pingkangfang Bodhisattva Temple, and a mentally handicapped master who has traveled all over the world and is nicknamed 'Baishi Jinglun'. ”

"Oh? I wonder what this master has to do? ”

Li Zhen hurriedly asked.

"There is no wonderful law, but there are three or five hundred wonderful poems, and there are no ancients before, so no one has ever heard of them."

The fluttering words suddenly made the fifty-something bear child completely boil.

"Brother, the mentally handicapped master is really a Buddha of all families!"

"My brother's mentor really has a lot of friends."

"Brother has read these poems?"

Lao Zhang smiled: "Have you seen it?" You may not know that Master Lu wants to accept me as an apprentice, and he is a closed disciple, right? ”

"Huh? Is this true? ”

"Master Lu wants to accept his brother as an apprentice, the elders in the family have talked about it, but they have never seen my brother for sure, and now I know that my brother is a talented person."

Zhang De's face fluttered: "Talent? There is no one under it. It's just that from the three or five hundred poems, I picked one side poem and presented it to Master Lu. ”

"Huh?! A poem, how powerful is it? ”

"Brother, why don't you tell your brothers about such an opportunity?"

Lao Zhang suddenly said: "How could you know that there was a Qujiang Cultural Association at that time?" Moreover, the mentally handicapped master is known as 'Baishi Jinglun', and my pen fee is consistent. Twenty-eight times, a few months of money, just gone. ”

"Huh?! So expensive! ”

"What is expensive! It must be that the mentally handicapped master is in the way of affection, so he receives so little. The poor and sour houses in the south of the city are big, and there are one or two hundred words in a sour poem, if someone applauds, it is consistent. But can those measures be compared with the mentally retarded masters? ”

"Yes, yes."

"Brother, I want a poem of seven words, twenty-eight runs, right?"

"I want a five-word poem."

Lao Zhang's heart began to be happy, but he still said solemnly: "Wait until you read the poem first, and then talk about polishing the pen, and after the poem is taken away, you must not mention the mentally handicapped master, let alone me." Otherwise, Master Lu will definitely expel me from the mansion, and when the time comes, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his five fingers and slowly clenched them into fists, making a rattling sound.

"Brother, don't worry, let's go back, I just said that I asked Chengnan Cuo to buy it!"

"That's it, let's just dream about it!"

"It's not impossible for Kitasato to pick up a poem or two."

"From the wall of the Xianyang Guest House."

Seeing this, Zhang De immediately nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly in his heart: The children can be taught, the children can be taught.