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Young Master Peng said: "Young Master Ben asked you, what is the most famous in Hangzhou?"

Yang Zheng didn't think about it and said: "Of course it's the West Lake?" The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou. The overlapping green mountains embrace the West Lake in their arms, the pavilions are carved and the beams are painted, and the light singing and dancing on the cruise ships in the lake are non-stop day and night. Tourists in the West Lake sightseeing, drinking and having fun, the warm spring breeze blows these tourists drowsy, such a scenery is not the most famous place in Hangzhou?"

Young Master Peng glanced at him with disdain, and said: "Let me say what is good about you, you are still a big man, why don't you have any mood at all, the mountains all day long, water, what did Confucius say, and the food and color are also, of course this Hangzhou is the most famous for its beauties?"

Yang Zheng was anxious to know what the good news was, and he didn't care when he was choked by Young Master Peng, and said: "What the young master said, what the young master said, dare to ask the young master, this good news is related to women?"

Young Master Peng snapped his fingers and sighed: "You are clever once, yes, the good news this time is indeed related to women, or is it a beauty?"

Men are congenitally curious about women, not to mention beautiful women, although Yang Zheng has been a human being in two lives, he is not exempt from vulgarity, and said with a smile: "Which beauty is it?"

Young Master Peng grinned and said: "If you want to say that this woman is really good-looking, her hands are like soft wattles, her skin is like clotted fat, her collar is like a grub, her teeth are like a rhinoceros, her head is like a moth, she has a clever smile, and her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, I don't know how many men dream of kissing Fangze?"

"Oh my day, what do you mean, this is too shameless, right?" Yang Zheng scolded.

Young Master Peng rarely made a show off in front of him, and he was very proud, and then he lowered his voice and said, "Speaking of which, you also know this woman?"

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said, "I know too, what are you kidding, if this is heard by the second lady, isn't it a joke?"

"I didn't joke with you, do you really know this woman?" said Young Master Peng seriously.

Yang Zheng glanced at him suspiciously and said, "The woman I know!"

Young Master Peng nodded with a smile.

Yang Zheng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, the woman he knew, and the beautiful ones were none other than the eldest lady and the second miss, who else could Shen Yanqiu and Xiaoyue have?"

"Ah, you mean Yan'er?" Yang Zheng was taken aback and exclaimed.

Those family members were reading, and they were suddenly startled by this exclamation, and they all turned their heads curiously to look at this side.

"What are you doing so loudly?" said Young Master Peng angrily.

Yang Zheng didn't bother to care about the other party's scolding at this time, and asked eagerly: "Tell me quickly, what's wrong with Yan'er, what does it have to do with your study?"

Young Master Peng looked anxious when he looked at him, and he also knew the relationship between the two, so he didn't procrastinate, and said, "I heard that Master Li doesn't know if he thinks that his daughter is old, and he actually learned what the ancients came to recruit relatives with literature-?"

"Recruit relatives with texts-?"

Young Master Peng nodded and said: "Yes, the Li family is the home of the eunuch, and Miss Li is a famous beautiful woman in Hangzhou, when the news is sent, it is not that many people are envious, let alone me, you look at those family members, the one who doesn't want to hug the beauty, and then take Li Yan'er, isn't it Lord Li's east bed fast son-in-law, can the future be bad?"

"My day, are you marrying a daughter-in-law or trying to live a good life?" Yang Zheng glanced at Young Master Peng with disdain.

Young Master Peng smiled and said, "Fish and bear paws occasionally get a bit, it seems to be good!"

Yang Zheng was greatly disdainful, and said in his heart: "Why hasn't Yan'er heard this girl talk about it if she wants to recruit her relatives with literature? I haven't seen that girl these days, I'm afraid that the girl can't find anyone if she wants to talk about it?"

"Can the date be set?" Yang Zheng asked.

Young Master Peng said, "Two months later?"

Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "It's okay, there are still two months, I don't know how this girl is now?" was secretly anxious in his heart, and suddenly heard Young Master Peng smile, and said softly: "Hua'an, you are familiar with the Miss Li family, you must know that the Miss Li family has only learned character, in your opinion, how about my new poem?"

Young Master Peng said as he took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over.

Yang Zheng was worried about Li Yan'er in his heart, and he didn't want to pay attention to it, but seeing the other party's expectant look, he couldn't bear to refuse, and reluctantly took the paper and whispered:

Last year, we were invited to make tiles, and this year we are with them.

Get it and get it, and make a tile, so is it not a tile kiln?

"How is it?" Young Master Peng didn't wait for him to finish reading, grabbed the paper, and asked with an earnest face.

Yang Zheng didn't know where Young Master Peng saw these four poems, and he only felt funny in his heart, these four poems were when Su Xun, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, got his second daughter, and invited Liu Ji to the banquet. In ancient China, the birth of a boy was called "the joy of making a tile" and the birth of a girl was called "the joy of making a tile." Zhang is jade, for ceremonial vessels, tiles for pottery, is a part of the spinning wheel, the texture of the two is different, the identity of the user is completely different, boys make Zhang, girls make tiles, it is really a patriarchal saying. After Liu Ji was drunk, he was silent with Su Xun, so he took the opportunity to joke and ridicule him, which not only expressed the helplessness in Su Xun's heart, but also reflected his patriarchal feudal thinking. Fortunately, Su Xun was only in his twenties at this time, and he was young, and the hope of "making Zhang's joy" was still great. Later, Su Xun got two good sons, Su Shi and Su Zhe.

This incident was often regarded as a good story at that time, Yang Zheng didn't expect that Young Master Peng would win Li Yan'er with such a poem, which couldn't help but make him feel funny.

"How?" Seeing that he has not spoken, Young Master Peng seemed a little anxious, this poem was he accidentally heard in a restaurant, he thought it was interesting at the time, so he wrote it down, and later said to listen to it, but he couldn't say who made these four poems, he was cheeky to make his own personal poetry collection, and he used it to show off on weekdays, all of them were praised, and today he saw Yang Zheng casually say four lines of poetry, so that his mother was happy, and he knew that he was good。 ”

Yang Zheng said: "Please get some poems in the future, preferably a nameless person, it is better than being exposed in public, this Liu Ji is a generation of writers, you use his poems, you are not afraid that his descendants will accuse you of plagiarism."

As soon as he heard this, Young Master Peng's little luck immediately went to more than half of it, and he admired Yang Zheng even more for seeing the author of this poem, and said with a salivating face: "Hua'an, you are an extraordinary learner, can you write me another poem, so that I can also show my face at the Li family's banquet." ”

"Fame and fortune are all floating clouds, what are you going to show your face for?" Yang Zheng said angrily.

Young Master Peng still didn't give up and said: "It's true that the clouds are fake, but isn't there a saying that "don't be afraid of the clouds to cover your eyes", that's exactly what I did, Anwar-?"

Yang Zheng only felt that this guy was also a little witty, seeing that he was unrelenting, he knew that he agreed today, but he didn't know what else would be tomorrow, so he simply gritted his teeth and said: "I'm not afraid to sue you, I copied the four poems just now?"

Young Master Peng was slightly stunned, and then said, "Really?"

Yang Zheng said: "Of course, poetry is such a high-end product, you can't do it as a young master, where can I, a subordinate, make poetry?"

Young Master Peng just wanted to say, "That's a good thing!" But as soon as he thought about it, he immediately shook his head and said: "Send me away, you don't know how to compose poems, not to mention the eternal absoluteness of our Peng family's family recruitment banquet, that is, at the Hangzhou Chamber of Commerce, you can do a lot of poetry, even the two songs that the red sleeves sang you the day before yesterday, hehe, these are not copied, right?"

Yang Zheng said: "It's all copied!"

Young Master Peng was not fooled, and snorted: "Hua'an, you guy, Young Master Ben treats you well on weekdays, I can't imagine that you are so stingy, no matter what, no matter what, if you say it is plagiarism, then plagiarism, you sue me for plagiarism, I will copy it myself, this is always okay!"

"Sue you, you can't go!" Yang Zheng felt amused: "You may not know about the place!"

Young Master Peng snorted a little unconvinced: "There is no place in this world that I Peng Chengfeng doesn't know?"

"Oh, yes? Then dare to ask the young master, where is Hong Kong?" Yang Zheng asked with a smile.

Young Master Peng was slightly stunned, obviously thinking that this word was so vivid, he couldn't help but muttered it twice, and thought about it carefully, I really don't know where this Hong Kong is?"

"Did you copy the poems from this place in Hong Kong?" asked Young Master Peng with some disappointment.

Yang Zheng said: "That's not it, these poems, lyrics, and songs of mine are all written by the talents in my hometown, and what they said to me, I just wrote it down, and it is not plagiarism!"

When Young Master Peng heard that it was not plagiarism at all, his face showed a deep look of disappointment, and he sighed softly: "This is really the first death before the teacher, and the hero is full of tears?

Yang Zheng saw him like this, and felt a little unbearable, and said: "That's not necessarily, there are still more than two months left in this banquet, the young master only needs to study hard from now on, and maybe he can make a poem that shows his face when the time comes?"

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Today is Double Eleven.,That's Singles' Day.,I wish those book friends who haven't found the other half a happy holiday.,At the same time, I also hope that you can find the other half.,Tonight's three watches.,Haha,It's a little comfort for you.,In addition, ask for a monthly pass.,It's been a few days without moving!