Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, hurriedly walked a few steps, and said with a very respectful smile: "Mr. Wen, I'm not here to disturb your old man again, and I hope that Mr. Haihan!"

Mr. Wen waved his hand slightly, and said with a chuckle: "Meng Gongzi is polite, don't you hear that there are friends from afar?

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, patted his forehead and said: "It's all to blame for the villain's negligence, the one who wears white is the villain's cousin's surname Feng, the big man who has some vicissitudes of life, is a friend of the villain's surname Lei, followed by my cousin's subordinate!"

Feng Wushuang smiled slightly and bowed and said: "The late learner, I have seen Mr. Wen, I have admired Mr. Wen's name for a long time, and when I see it today, I can get Mr. Wen's guidance, which is really a blessing for the younger generations!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian couldn't speak like a wind and a matchless, but the ugly daughter-in-law finally got to see her in-laws, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "The villain has seen Mr. Wen, and he is like thunder to Mr. Wen's name, and he is still willing to give advice!"

Although Mr. Wen has poetry in his belly and is not famous, he is highly regarded in public, and he is very happy in his heart, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The three sons are too modest, and the old man is only a few years older, sit down...... Sit down ......"

Mr. Wen sat on a wooden pier very casually, and the two little guys stood behind Mr. Wen, with four smart eyes dripping around, very cute......

Feng Wushuang and the three of them also sat on the wooden pier, and Long Feiyun was dressed as a subordinate at this time, so he had to stand behind the three of them with an iron box!

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Meng Gongzi came today, it won't be as simple as just visiting the old man, right?

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, showed a rare look of embarrassment on his face and said: "Mr. Wen is worthy of being a master, and he is so little thoughtful, but he was broken by Mr. Wen in a word, and the villain is really a little embarrassed in his heart!"

Long Feiyun and the old drunkard Lei Dongtian secretly scolded in their hearts: The dead thief did a good show, he can say such words, and he will be embarrassed, he is so thick-skinned, there will definitely be few people on the rivers and lakes!

Mr. Wen laughed and said: "Meng Gongzi is polite, there is a way that is useless! Every time Meng Gongzi brings something that opens the eyes of the old man, he also has money to give, so why not do it?

Feng Wushuang nodded and said: "What Mr. Wen said is extremely true! So-called, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way! Since Meng Gongzi disturbed Mr.'s cultivation and made Mr. work hard, Mr. Yi doesn't have to mind, my cousin doesn't seem to have anything more than money!"

When Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, heard Feng Wushuang's words, he always felt that something was wrong, and thought to himself: Praise me, it's a bit like it's not right!

Old Mr. Wen coughed lightly and laughed: "Feng Gongzi's speech seems to be much more elegant than that of Cousin Ling, I wonder if Feng Gongzi is interested in writing a poem with Lao Yu?"

Feng Wushuang knew that Mr. Wen must have heard the sarcasm in his words, and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, was uneducated, so he came to test himself, so he couldn't help but blushed slightly and said: "Mr. Wen is a pedantic man, and a person who is the last to learn, how can he dare to compare with Mr.!"

Originally, Feng Wushuang just saw Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, talking nonsense, touting Mr. Wen, the little girl's naughty thoughts, and he was playing tricks on Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, in his words, but he didn't expect that Mr. Wen would suddenly have to test himself, and his heart couldn't help but blush slightly!

Mr. Wen showed a smile on his elegant face, waved his hand, and said: "Feng Gongzi's words are wrong!

Feng Wushuang nodded helplessly and said, "I'm afraid that Xiao Ke will be shallow in his studies and pollute Mr.'s ears!"

The old drunkard thundered and said: Alas, mother! Fortunately, Lao Tzu is smart and does not open his mouth, otherwise this problem will fall on Lao Tzu's head, and if he doesn't make a big joke, he will not be laughed to death by Long Feiyun and the others!

Mr. Wen said with a happy face: "You might as well do it, it's just a small skill of carving insects, and everyone is just having fun!"

When Long Feiyun and the others saw Mr. Wen so happy, they didn't know why?

Mr. Weiwen knows it alone!

Mr. Wen is studious all his life, coupled with his talent, he reads thousands of books, he can be described as a pedant, and he is not famous!

Only one point, Mr. Wen is naturally fond of writing poetry, often shorter and longer with others, and sometimes even argues with others for a word in the poem, so that the literati in the Yongcheng area are reluctant to write poems with him, but when it comes to Mr. Wen's knowledge, there is no one who does not praise it, in addition to teaching the two little guys Qingfeng Mingyue in the past few months, he can't help but hesitate and be depressed!

Person!

There will be a little special hobby, some people like to drink, some people like to write, whether it is good or bad, these are understandable!

But Mr. Wen is different, not only competing with others, but also with himself!

Three days ago, it rained in Yongcheng, Mr. Wen touched the scene, and occasionally got two lines of poetry, and he didn't feel anything wrong at first, but he was a little proud, and felt that it was simply a response to that sentence, and the article was a wonderful hand!

But later, Mr. Wen carefully scrutinized, but he felt that something was wrong, and after pondering it repeatedly, he couldn't see anything wrong, and he didn't eat anything delicious, and he couldn't sleep well!

Today, I saw the arrival of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, and understood that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, must have gotten some ancient calligraphy and paintings, and came to him to ask for the authenticity, and I was indeed a little happy in my heart.

Who knows, Mr. Wen was even more overjoyed when he saw Feng Wushuang's smart and clever mouth, and said secretly: Why don't you take out those two poems to test this young man, if you can solve the confusion in your heart, it is better, if not, you can also show your literary talent!

It was Mr. Wen who saw that Feng Wushuang agreed to the poem, and couldn't help but show joy on his face, how could these things be guessed by Long Feiyun and a few people!

After a while, Mr. Wen coughed lightly, slowly stood up, paced and whispered: "The wind blows a thousand waves on the water, and the rain hits the beach with ten thousand pits!" Groaning, looking at Feng Wushuang and smiling slightly!

Feng Wushuang frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said with a difficult face: "Sir, do you think that there are two words in these two poems?"

As soon as Feng Wushuang's words came out, Long Feiyun and the three of them were taken aback, and said secretly: This doesn't offend Mr. Wen, after all, we have a request for help!

Especially Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, is even more heartbroken, for Mr. Wen's more true name, among the few people in Long Feiyun, the most understood is Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, how can Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, not be in a hurry?

Who knows, instead of being angry, Mr. Wen said with a happy face: "What does Feng Gongzi think is wrong?

Feng Wushuang glanced at Mr. Wen's eyes, and found that there was no displeasure in Mr. Wen's eyes, so he lightly opened his lips, and said with a little smile on the corner of his mouth: "According to the kid who has advanced at the end of his studies, two lines of poetry can definitely be regarded as good sentences!

Mr. Wen thought for a moment and said, "Then according to the meaning of the Feng Gongzi, how can this poem be changed?"

Feng Wushuang had already made up his mind, and said with a slight smile on his pretty face: "The wind blows the waves on the water surface, and the rain hits the beach with a little pit!"

Mr. Wen was stunned on the spot like a lightning strike for an instant, and laughed a little out loud: "Good change, good change! I wonder if Feng Gongzi can continue the last two sentences?"

Feng Wushuang groaned slightly: "Kid Banmen get an axe, give it a try!"

I saw Feng Wushuang pacing gently, looking down at the sky for a while, frowning and thinking to himself for a while, after the time when he could have a cup of tea, Feng Wushuang's beautiful eyes lit up and showed a hint of joy and said, "There is!"

Feng Wushuang looked at Mr. Wen and said, "The moon is heavy in the forest, and the sun shines on the mountains and fields!"

Mr. Wen's eyes burst with joy, and he couldn't stop praising it: "That's right! That's good!

Qingfeng Mingyue agreed, turned around and left!

Mr. Wen seemed to be still excited, chanted four lines of poetry repeatedly, and suddenly stopped and said, "How many people are drinking?"

The old drunkard thundered the sky and saw that the wind Wushuang coaxed Mr. Wen into laughter, and suddenly heard Mr. Wen ask, and said secretly: Could it be that Mr. Wen smelled the smell of wine on his body? This is not a good thing! Hurriedly replied: "Mr. Wen, the three of them may be able to drink a little bit of wine, but they don't get a drop of wine, just smelling the smell of wine, they can't help but be lightheaded and dizzy!"

Listening to the old drunkard Lei Dongtian talking nonsense with his eyes open, Long Feiyun and Feng Wushuang thought to themselves: The ability to talk nonsense is extremely fast!

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian was secretly proud of his answer, and suddenly found that Meng Sanxing, the king of the king of thieves, showed a thief's expression to him, and the laughing old drunkard Lei Dongtian's heart was furious, and he felt that something was wrong, could it be that he had fallen for the dead thief again!

Who knows, as soon as Mr. Wen opened his mouth, the old drunkard's bowels were repentant, and he couldn't wait to give himself a few big mouths immediately, and in his heart, he even greeted the eight generations of the ancestors of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings!

I saw that Mr. Wen listened to the words of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian, looked at the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and said with some regret: "Lei Gongzi, a talent, is not strong enough to drink! It's a pity, the old man wanted to take advantage of today's happiness to take out my treasured two jars of daughter red to have fun with everyone, I didn't expect that Lei Gongzi couldn't drink, and it was okay! The old tea is also the best Biluochun, and Lei Gongzi will use tea instead of the bar!"

As soon as Mr. Wen finished speaking, Feng Wushuang couldn't help but burst out happy, and then Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, laughed even more, and Long Feiyun couldn't help but smile, only the old drunkard Lei Dongtian was on fire in his eyes, and he stared at Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, with a blue face!

Mr. Wen didn't know what was going on, he looked at Long Feiyun and the others in confusion, and said secretly in his heart: That sentence is wrong, why are these people like this? Especially Lei Gongzi, why did he suddenly show displeasure!