A churn in my stomach......

Ten thousand angry lions roared through his head......

He's going to break out......

"Why did you throw bones on Lao Tzu's clothes......" He wanted to be rude, but his education since childhood told him that he had to pay attention to personal cultivation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alas, I'm sorry, I didn't see ......" The second stunned man apologized and continued to fight with the meat.

"Why do you throw bones on the ground? Look it's all over the place! ”

"Bones are meant to be thrown to the ground, not to the ground? Where to throw it? ”

"There are so many people sitting here......"

"I saw it, I didn't throw it at them! You and I didn't see it, I'm sorry! "He thinks he is very reasonable, and he apologizes for the second time, why is this person still chattering and affecting himself to eat meat.

"Won't you figure out a way, like putting the bones on a plate first?"

"How dirty is that! I hadn't finished eating, and the bones were put in again...... "Is this man sick in the brain, he always pesters himself."

The handsome guy couldn't bear it, and he actually talked to a stunned man for a long time! He couldn't stand it anymore and smashed his fist into the face door of the stunned man.

Bright red blood immediately flowed down the face of the second stunned man.

The two were stunned for a moment, and immediately put the meat plate on the grass, raised the big fist of the bowl and hit the handsome guy with Wang Qi. He's really angry, didn't he accidentally drop a few bones on top of your clothes? Besides, I've apologized, and more than once, I've endured you talking on the side for a long time, and you beat me!

His punch was even more violent, and the sound of breaking through the air was like the wind. However, it was missed. The handsome guy let go.

Yo ho, practiced! The second stunned man came to his strength, and his huge body rushed forward.

Don't look at his tall and rough appearance, but he is very agile, with a pressure in a pounce, his movements are quite routine, vigorous and powerful. Straight to the defensive gap of the handsome guy of the king.

But the handsome guy Wang Qi is obviously also a good hand in fighting, blocking with punches and feet, and fighting back sideways, which is quite disciplined. Both of them were angry in their hearts, and they fought without mercy. Seven or eight moves have passed, and it is impossible to distinguish between high and low.

The crowd of onlookers was taken aback at first, but when they saw that they had not bled for a long time, they were relieved, thinking that they were just funny, and they would come to move their bodies together when they were bored with tea.

Li Huizhi was very relieved to see it on the side. Wang Qi handsome guy thinks he is handsome, he doesn't even eat the chicken legs he served, and he doesn't give any face, and now he is stunned to help himself out, it's really not wonderful. I didn't expect the second stunned man to be so able to fight, and he didn't fall behind for a long time.

Just as she was between a punch and a kick, Li Huizhi was also quietly screaming on the side, shouting for a while: "Come on!" Come on! Hit him...... Right...... ...... force"

After a while, he shouted: "Nine Yin White Bone Claw ......"

After a while, he shouted: "Pegasus Meteor Fist ......"

"Meteor Butterfly Sword ......"

"Dapeng spreads its wings ......"

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending ......"

"Overwhelming ......"

The people who were waiting for the tea also watched together with interest, smelling the tea and watching the wrestling, it really couldn't be better.

"Bell ......" a crisp piano sound, as if coming from the sky, the listeners all felt that their bones were crispy, where did such a beautiful piano sound come from? Just when people were confused, many heavenly notes continued to sound, forming a fairy music. The people who are waiting for the tea taste the intoxicating fragrance of tea, and listen to the joy of nature, suddenly feel like sitting in the clouds, only to enjoy the endless sense of comfort.

There was a solemn old man over there, who was playing a seven-stringed guqin, and the beautiful music was played by him.

Of course, the two people in the fight also heard it, and when they heard the first note, the handsome man was shocked, and he completely forgot that he was fighting, and his hands stopped.

However, the dumb man didn't understand music. He didn't understand why this guy stopped suddenly, but he wouldn't be soft-hearted, and he raised a punch and hit it solidly.

The handsome guy was punched in the face and was bleeding too. But he was so engrossed in the music that he forgot to fight back, and he didn't even feel a pain in his face.

hit him and didn't fight back, the second stunned was bored, let go of the two entangled bodies, and sat aside. He was surprised to see that everyone was staring at the one who played the piano, so what was there to see? It's just a thin little old man, although it's a bit fairy-like, but it's not worth looking at for so long, right?

Some people who are born with incomplete tones, the sound of heaven and the thunder in the sky are no different in his ears, and he is talking about people like him.

The old man played the piano, smelled the fragrance of tea wafting in the wind, his heart seemed to be happy, as if he remembered something, and the tune he played was also very cheerful.

The people listened in silence, lest the slightest noise disturb such a music.

Even if you can't taste the artistic conception of mountains and flowing water, you can still know that this is a good song.

The music was crisp and floated straight into the sky, and it seemed that even the swallows flying in the sky were infected and flew this way. Li Huizhi knows the word "three days around the beam", but she has never really felt it, and now she thinks that it is on par with the current song, right?

The second stunned didn't fight, and continued to eat his barbecue, and finally no one was rambling around, which was good! After eating, he sent an empty plate over and thanked Li Huizhi again.

Li Huizhi came back to her senses, remembered that he had played quite well just now, and was about to praise him, but he had already turned around and left.

A clear whistling sound resounded in the sky, and Li Huizhi was excited, it was the cry of the crane, which she had heard in Qingyuan. Li Huizhi looked up, and sure enough, a pair of cranes fell from the sky and landed elegantly in front of the piano, dancing with the sound of the piano.

The crane is so humane and can read music, Li Huizhi has to admire. The dancing posture of the crane is undoubtedly the most beautiful, they suddenly wave their wings, suddenly bend their legs, raise their heads and stretch their necks, all of which are eye-catching.

It is really a strange scene in front of you, the fragrance of tea is accompanied by the sound of the piano, accompanied by the crane dance, it is really a blissful thing in the world!

At the end of the song, the old man stood up calmly, straightened his clothes, put away the strings, and left without saying a word, as if he had quietly come to talk about the piano, without greeting anyone.

A thin, lonely old man, walking alone on the side of the causeway, did not speak, leaving only the shadow of the same loneliness to accompany him. Although it was full of spring, under the flickering sun, I don't know why, Li Huizhi felt a little sad.

The old man gave everyone a cheerful time to sing, and left alone. The two dancing cranes had been flying low in the sky, circling around the lonely old man, accompanied by the golden light of the sun shining on the old man, which suddenly gave Li Huizhi an illusion of transcendence.

Wei Yingwen walked over, his eyes were filled with tears, his hand was raised slightly, as if he wanted to write a poem for this song, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

Li Huizhi understood this feeling, so she said softly: "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world!" Do you want to say this? ”

This is a poem by Lord Du Gongbu, I believe it has long been popular.

However, Wei Yingwen's eyes widened when he looked at it.

This poem is indeed very appropriate to be placed here, and it perfectly expresses what I think in my heart, but these two sentences are obviously just the next two sentences, what about the other two sentences? He asked excitedly, "...... you?"

When Li Huizhi saw this situation, she immediately understood that this poem was written by Master Du in Sichuan, and it had not yet reached Jiangnan at this time! I just said it fast.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't write it, it was written by Lord Du Gongbu, he was drinking at Jinzhou Hua's house......" Li Huizhi quickly explained in a mess. If someone knows that they are showing off Master Du's poems, then wait to be drowned in saliva!

"I see! Indeed, Lord Hua has a meritorious judgment, and it is inevitable that the court will reward his family, it is conceivable that the Hua family must be a day and a day to congratulate each other, Lord Du is there, and he must have heard the joy of nature, so he wrote this wonderful poem...... However, this should just happen, Jinzhou is thousands of miles away, how did you get this poem so quickly? Wei Yingwen sighed.

People who love poetry often take pleasure in getting a good poem, and Wei Yingwen is very envious of Li Huizhi.

Gotta lie again!

"Uh...... I'm a fanatic about poetry, and wherever there is a good poem, even if it's thousands of miles away, I want to get it as soon as possible...... Uh, yes, that's it! ”

"I didn't expect Miss Li's good poems to be like this, Wei was ashamed! So, I don't know what poem Yan Zhizhong wrote recently? Please let Ms. Li know! Wei Yingwen expressed his envy very sincerely, and asked Li Huizhi for poetry by the way.

But who is Yan Zhizhong? I don't think I'm impressed!

Seeing Li Huizhi stay in a daze, Wei Yingwen kindly reminded: "He is in the same year as the Jinshi, and now he is the county magistrate of Tanzhou, and I haven't seen him for a year." He used to love to write poetry, and he wrote very well, and he was a talented man. I just don't know what new works will be made this year! ”

No wonder I didn't think about it for a long time. Li Huizhi's face was full of black lines, and she wanted to roar: You asked me about your year? You won't ask him! Which green onion is he? There is no such number in the history books!

As soon as the old musician left, Lu Yu lost his interest in making tea, and in a sad mood, he ordered someone to collect the tea stall. Everything depends on your mood, and the same is true for scientific research.

The old musician had long since disappeared, but people were still looking at it as if he were still there.

Wei Yingwen said with emotion: "Speaking of Master Du, he is actually an old friend with this Li musician, Prince Qi was proficient in music and loved poetry very much, so he often invited them to enter the house together and evaluate each other, even Master Cui Di, if there is any happy event at home, he also invited Li Musician to play music to congratulate him!" I heard that people who live near Cui's Mansion can often hear the music of Xianmei...... What a beautiful scenery it was back then, hateful thieves and historical thieves! ”

An thief and a historical thief naturally refer to the two main rebels in the "Anshi Rebellion". These two men created the tragedy of an era. It's not just a great musician who is impacted!

"You know him?" That's a lot of age difference, okay!