Gu Yuting's bright eyes widened and looked at Yang Yuanliang in disbelief. After a long time, she only said: "Yang Gongzi is a great talent." The little woman was taught. I don't know if I'll be able to leave a treasure, so I can hang it in Linglong's poems and use it later. People watch!"

Xiandao said, I only remember that Yuan Liangxiong is very powerful to children. Today, there is no pair left, and we won't let you go!"

"How can you stay in ink and not have a painting or a calligraphy!"

This group of people seems to have picked it up, but it was actually on Yang Yuanliang's hole cards, wanting to see what he could do, after all, Yang Yuanliang had not played with them before.

Yang Yuanliang walked to the table in the pavilion and wrote the poem he just said with a pen. Although there was no incitement in the crowd, they despised Yang Yuanliang's eyes and betrayed them. Yang Yuanliang's words were written. It's ugly.

"Is that word too ugly?" There was a discordant voice in the crowd. Yang Yuanliang squinted at it. This person is the handsome guy who saw the Linglong Poetry Society last time.

The young man knew that he had offended Yang Yuanliang, and saw that everyone admired Yang Yuanliang. He hated Yang Yuanliang's article that didn't mention him. He thought that Yang Yuanliang looked down on him and wanted to have fun. Seeing this word, he certainly won't miss it.

At this time, the big fat man jumped out and shouted to everyone: "You guys, you may not know, Luo Xuejun, the dead king, didn't say that my two friends didn't say that Yang Gongzi's arm was still under his hands. Cut a knife, if you want calligraphy and painting, or wait until he is injured!"

"Can Yang Gongzi really do it?"

"Fortunately, Yang Gongzi was not killed!"

"If Luo Xueju Yang Yuanliang's meaning is very clear. Didn't you say that my words were hard to hear? You have to write a score, and a talented person points to that person.

"You know you write well, but can you write such good poetry?"

"This is not a couplet hanging on the street during the festival, we like the Yuan Liangxiong character hanging on the Linglong Pavilion!"

"Yuan Liangxiong, don't ignore him, keep writing, I like your mantra. ”

After a crowd of people, the little boy was so angry that he quietly ran out and spent a quiet time sneaking out of the Linglong Poetry Garden. I'm Wu. ”

Yang Yuanliang's poems were taken to ask someone to pretend, and everyone began to test Yang Yuanliang and let him play a pair of people to play with each other. Yang Yuanliang looked around and looked at everyone.

Heart screamed, "If I had a pair today, the people here weren't sure if they would be able to stand up and have a thin face." If they don't, I'm afraid I won't be able to hit that face. This is the only way. ”

Yang Yuan had an idea in his conscience. When he greeted Gu Yuyuan, Gu Yuyuan walked out of the crowd and smiled. "Brother Yuan Liang still asks me questions?"

Yang Yuanliang hurriedly waved his hand. Gu Laoge misunderstood. What I'm trying to say is, what about the ugly exchange of the Linglong Pavilion Gate?"

Gu Yuyuan smiled and said, "Look at how your couplet's couplet is." If you do well, I can make you change. If you don't do it well, you can't do it. ”

"The door of the Linglong Pavilion, but in the same year, please ask the late Feng Daru of Nanshan. ”

"Yuan Liangxiong is a bit big!"

"Teacher Feng is very famous and has countless students. Yuan Liangxiong still doesn't want to change the couplet!"

Yang Yuanliang heard that the couplets outside the Linglong Poetry Academy still have this origin. "Since it's Feng Lao, I won't change it. I'm going to turn it into a couplet!" The cold sweat behind them has come out.

In the Dacheng Dynasty, it was not easy for someone to be recognized as a great Confucian. The number of students does not exceed one thousand, and the number of students does not exceed eight hundred. Yang Yuanliang really wants to change this door today. It is estimated that Mr. Feng's students will be able to rent Mr. Wang's house tomorrow.

Yang Yuanliang put the pen on the rice paper and wrote it on the rice paper. The sound of the wind, the sound of the voice, the sound of the voice, the sound of the voice, are in the ear. Family affairs are all things in the world, and all things are related. ”

When I finished writing, I breathed a sigh of relief on it and wiped the seemingly dry couplet dry. When everyone saw it, they clapped their hands, and this time they could still serve Yang Yuanliang.

It didn't take long for a group of people to have lunch in the Linglong Stone Pavilion. Under the repeated pleas of the people, Yang Yuanliang did not stay and went home with Wang Qiuping.

After returning home, Yang Yuanliang called several family members and accompanied him to Sanyang Lane in the north of the city. Today is the day when Zhong Soon comes out, and this time he can see the last side.

When Yang Yuanliang arrived, Zhongshun's corpse was taken away by the Yizhuang people. Only a few of Zhong Shun's relatives and his nephews were there, and Yang Yuanliang gave him the money.

When I found someone who had no one, I said to the black woman, "I also told you to follow you, I have one thing that I need your help with." ”

Qin Shun's nephew, Qin Shun's nephew, couldn't touch her heart. She hated Yang Yuanliang a little in her heart. Her little uncle wouldn't have died if he hadn't gone out with him, but his little uncle, even if he wasn't killed today, wouldn't have been killed tomorrow. Kill someone, and one day I will die.

She said to Yang Yuanliang, "I don't know what you're looking for?" Yang Yuanliang looked around, lowered his head, and lowered his voice. "I want to open a sugar shop on the outskirts of Lin'an City and make sugar. I'm going to use Fangzi. "Give it to your nephew, and you will be able to eat and drink for the rest of your life. ”

Zhong Shun's nephew was a simple peasant woman. When she heard these words, she didn't have that thought in her heart, she stood up and said, "I called my brother!" It's too big. ”

Yang Yuanliang took her away. "Xunzi, this secret recipe can't be leaked. I wouldn't give it to anyone else. If someone else gets this recipe, you'll have to drink the northwest wind later. If you want to get to know me in the future, I'll give you three. "The time of the day. ”

After Yang Yuanliang left, Zhong Shun's nephew felt very uncomfortable and found her brother. Qin's elder brother listened and said, "You are a woman with a big narrow heart, and everyone else is watching your uncle's death. In preparation, I will raise you and the crazy old man for the rest of my life. Why don't you let me tell you?"

Of course, Zhong Shun's nephew didn't know, sitting in the dilapidated house, shaking his head at his younger brother, Qin's younger brother smashed the table, pointed to her nose and said, "You are a widow without a backbone, after you die, I will still live."

"Sister, why are you hitting him!" Wang Qiuping had just rushed to Yang Yuanliang's body. She knew Wu Lanxiang's big character. If it really started, Yang Yuanliang couldn't afford it.

"Sister, what do you think this is?" Wang Qiuping picked up the handkerchief and letter that Wu Lanxiang threw on the ground. After reading it, his face was very bad. "Sister, even if you don't, you shouldn't play this game lightly. ”

Yang Yuanliang held his head high and did not let his nose bleed. He whispered unhappily: "Wu Lanxiang, why did you beat me!" Wu Lanxiang raised his arms and began to play.

Wang Qiuping stopped her in time. She was very unhappy with Yang Yuanliang: "The old girl found a night in your compound to talk about a long time, and handed over all the marks and thorns of feelings, and you were not defeated." ”

Yang Yuanliang stopped the nosebleed. When he saw the handkerchief and the letter, he knew that the battle had not been lost. In the beginning, he was young and energetic, and his wife did not provide him with the same room. He went to the compound to eat, drink and be merry. and handed over a big girl. In front of many people, Xu Hong was willing to marry her.

The reborn immortal is young

The reborn immortal is young