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Yang Jiu almost forgot about this cute but only a floating passerby, compared to his many experiences, the encounter with this little guy really didn't have much weight. Looking at each other now, Yang Jiu suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a premonition that he would be able to see Fu Qiyang again, because of that Mama Wu's subtle attitude towards his face.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet again in this situation, the down-and-out young master at that time, the current prodigy champion, it seems to be a little shocking when I think about it!

Through Xiaobai's quick playback, Yang Jiu's sleeping memories gradually became clear. Kite, voice child, his mother's strange aging illness, fake kidnapping case...... The key words are extracted, and the events of the year have been completely reproduced in my mind.

However, he recalled it with the help of Xiaobai, but looking at Fu Qiyang's expression, he clearly remembered that he was just a little kid who was less than four years old at that time!

Tsk, sin and sin...... Yang Jiu was slightly ashamed.

When Yang Jiu thought back to the past, Fu Qiyang's face had changed from shock to surprise! He walked quickly to Yang Jiu, and after a short period of helplessness, the little boy respectfully bowed to Yang Jiu, and said in a soft voice with a slight trembling: "Sir! Xun finally saw Mr. again! ”

Yang Jiu smiled knowingly, and helped Fu Qiyang, who bowed and saluted, "Xun'er is now the champion, and he is an official to worship the six grades, don't give me such a big salute and torture me~"

"Sir deserves it!" Loud and sound.

Yang Jiu could only smile helplessly. Looking at this, I don't know what the old lady told the little guy, this eager attitude is really unbearable......

One big and one small meet old acquaintances in a foreign country here, you and I are nong, and the other onlookers can look straight!

The people here also know this little champion to some extent, although he is young, he is famous but he is not arrogant, he is not arrogant, he is not arrogant, and he is also kind and polite...... But! Amiability and courtesy, to put it bluntly, are just social etiquette, but such enthusiasm is sincere!

Who is this person? What is the relationship with Zhuangyuanlang? Listen to the little champion call him sir, could it be that he is the teacher of this champion?!

Mr. is also used to honor the elders who have no kinship, but if the champion is an official, he can still be worthy of his "sir", then it is really a teacher's kindness!

Roar! Young and promising champions!

╮( ̄_ ̄)╭ I accidentally made a fuss.

By the time Yang Jiu noticed it, everyone's eyes were already looking at him eagerly. And Xi Linfeng and Xiang Ye had such expressions.

Yang Jiu was very confused.

Xiaosheng is just the champion who knows you, and he doesn't provide a kiss to go through the back door, don't look at the Lun family with that wolf-like look, the dwarf oil is so ashamed to shoot~~ovo

Someone saw Xi Linfeng standing beside Yang Jiu, and when they knew each other, they began to beat their eyes wildly.

Xi Linfeng smiled helplessly, people are still reminiscing about the past, it's not good for him to intervene sideways, but if he wants to be curious, he is not inferior to others in his heart!

So, Xi Linfeng finally talked to Yang Jiu under pressure and as naturally as possible: "Tianyin, you still get acquainted with everyone, everyone is very curious about you~"

Yang Jiu raised his eyebrows, he still didn't understand what these people were excited about! But Yang with a good attitude quickly thought about it: Brother is destined to be a firefly in the night sky, a beetle in the field, and an eye-catching presence wherever he goes, no matter how much Brother wants to be low-key, but the second-hand smoke in my mouth and half a snow cake in my pocket betrayed me...... ╮(￣▽￣)╭

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and my body fat can simply crush half of the country!

Yang Jiu smiled sassily, and declared his identity with a graceful attitude: "Not talented Yang Tianyin, the lonely and nameless Qiankun is a rotten Confucian." "Indeed, the way of Confucianism is really nameless.

"It's Brother Tianyin......"

"Brother Tianyin is humble......"

"Brother Tianyin is the champion master, so humble, but he has tormented me to wait......"

Rushes. Although it is a compliment, it also carries the nobility of a reader.

"Wait! Champion?! Yang Jiu grabbed the key word, "Do you think I'm Xun'er's teacher?" Oh, this misunderstanding is big~ I don't have that ability......" As he spoke, Yang Jiu saw that everyone was looking at him with an expression of "Look at you being humble again", so he obediently shut up.

At this moment, another neglected protagonist finally came out to save Yang Jiu from fire and water: "Everyone, I want to be alone with Mr. for a while to recount the joy of reunion, which disturbs everyone's interest. ”

Immediately, someone responded: "It's okay, it's okay, it's that we are too excited to surprise Brother Tianyin." This time it's naturally going to be an adult's beauty~"

"Yes, Brother Tianyin seems to be in poor health, let's go to the box, please come here." Then there was one who gave way and led the way.

Yang Jiu was a little smiling, because of Tong Tong's relationship, he didn't do anything to break into the group of these literati, it was really ...... People don't know what to say~ Obviously, I'm just here to see how ancient intellectuals engaged in entertainment!

Yang Jiu and Fu Qiyang left. Everyone looked at the little champion who was half a step behind Yang Jiu, and they were even more sure of Yang Jiu's identity.

When he arrived at the box, Yang Jiu first let Fu Qiyang into the house, and he closed the door one step behind, and he was startled when he turned around!

"What are you crying about?!"

Yang Jiu really felt helpless and had a big head, sure enough, the little old man-like Wu Xun outside was an appearance at all, and the Fu Qiyang he knew was still that simple and cute child, a child from the outside to the inside. And children are really emotional creatures, these tears really come when they are said, they don't say hello at all, they are more effective than wind oil essence!

When Fu Qiyang heard Yang Jiu's inquiry, he cried even more, and he didn't pull out the words in his throat for a long time, but his snot and tears trickled down together! There's still a trend out of control!

The corners of Yang Jiu's mouth twitched twice, and his stiff hands and feet were rarely at a loss. Hey, there will be a poetry meeting later, the little guy went out in the shape of a red-eyed rabbit, and those who didn't know thought that Lao Tzu abused children! I don't carry this pot!

With a sigh, Yang Jiu walked up to Fu Qiyang and squatted down. "I'm crying dirty, why didn't I know you loved to cry so much, little boy?" Yang Jiu teased familiarly.

Mistakenly thinking that Yang Jiu's words meant disgust, the little guy was trying to control his emotions, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve to wipe his tears, but Yang Jiu held his hand, and then was carefully and gently wiped away the tears and snot bubbles on his face by a white hand towel. The child's watery eyes widened, staring at Yang Jiu seriously, as if he didn't even want to blink his eyes.

"Sir......" Fu Qiyang called angrily.

"Come, blow your nose out."

"Oh." Fu Qiyang responded blankly, then closed his eyes and clenched his small fists, holding back his strength to squeeze out a big bubble of snot. He suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and when he opened his eyes and saw Yang Jiu throwing the handkerchief on the table in the box, he realized what he had done, his face was ashamed, his mouth was flattened, and he seemed to have the urge to cry again, but he forced it back, and kept apologizing pitifully, "Sir, I'm sorry, Xun'er didn't mean it, I'm sorry ......"

Yang Jiu got up and rubbed the top of the little guy's soft hair, of course he didn't mind at all, but he noticed Fu Qiyang's self-proclaim. When the two of them were alone, they subconsciously called themselves "Xun'er", which means that this name has been with him for many years, but at least after he met me back then......

"It's okay, don't care. Since you dare to cry in front of me, why are you so trembling when you speak~" Yang Jiu smiled kindly, trying to make the little guy relax, "Okay, come and sit down and talk." ”

Fu Qiyang glanced at Yang Jiu twice, and saw that Yang Jiu was really not angry, so he grinned and happily sat down beside Yang Jiu according to Yang Jiu's instructions.

Yang Jiu originally planned to get straight to the point, but looking at Fu Qiyang's red eyes and nose, the words suddenly came to his mouth, and the exit was: "How have you been all these years?" This unnutritious word made Yang Jiu despise himself for a second.

"Tong Tong is doing well~ Reading, practicing boxing, well, but Tong Tong is really not the material for martial arts, only some fur~" The child played with his fingers, a little embarrassed.

"Does the little guy still plan to be both civil and military~ If Tong Tong doesn't have the will to enter the rivers and lakes, it's almost enough to practice martial arts to strengthen his body." Yang Jiu is not a warm person after all, and the two words of greeting are almost the same, and after seeing Fu Qiyang's calm mood, he asked the main question, "Why didn't you deny it, when they misunderstood me as your teacher." ”

The child, who was pinching his fingers, suddenly stiffened, and his hands clenched unconsciously. "I... Tong Tong didn't want to have a relationship with Mr. who just met once...... Tong Tong still remembers the events of four years ago, still remembers the days when he met Mr. in Qianxuemen, remembers Mr.'s gentleness, and remembers Mr.'s good ...... to Tong Tong" The more the child said, the more his head was buried in his chest, and the tips of his ears were already red, "Maybe Mr. doesn't remember it anymore, but Tong Tong remembers that Mr. is the best person in the world except for his mother and grandmother...... Tong Tong still wants to be like before, but if it's like that for people who just meet in Pingshui, it's very strange......"

Yang Jiu looked at Fu Qiyang, but there was not much emotion on his face. It's impossible to say that there is no touch, but how to say it, I always feel that there is a subtle sense of disobedience~~

"If you're afraid I'll find it weird, you don't have to; If you're afraid that others will find it strange and want to be close to me with a legitimate identity, then I'll be your husband~"

Fu Qiyang raised his head and looked at Yang Jiu in surprise, and blurted out in disbelief: "Really?!" ”

Yang Jiu smiled, "Tong Su is not bullied. After a pause, he asked again, "Why is Tong Tong crying so much?" ”

"Naturally, naturally I saw Mr. suddenly, and I was full of emotions and it was difficult to control myself......"

Yang Jiu's teeth were sour, "Come on, little brat, what kind of crepe thing!" I said, "Little boy, are you underestimating your husband too much?" Yang Jiu said this, and sure enough, he met the child's surprised eyes, he hooked his lips and smiled, and continued, "Mama Wu should have told you something~ But since you don't want to tell me, forget it." In this way, where is Mama Wu, you can make an appointment with her, I want to meet her. ”

Regarding Fu Qiyang's incognito, about the relationship between Fu Qiyang and "himself", and about Fu Qiyang's contradictory feelings, Yang Jiu felt that it was necessary for him to ask for clarification this time.

"Huh?" The little guy still didn't realize why Yang Jiu's thinking jumped so fast, and then suddenly found that Yang Jiu had seen through his lie, and he was immediately ashamed, and only kept nodding his head to agree to Yang Jiu's request.

"By the way, you're lecturing the prince, right? How is the little guy doing? ”

Fu Qiyang was stunned again, he didn't expect the topic to be related to this completely irrelevant person, and Yang Jiu's tone was wondering. But he still answered honestly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very smart and learns things extremely quickly, but it's just ...... It's just that the temper is not very good. The expression that was originally smiling has turned into a wry smile when he said it.

Yang Jiu raised his eyebrows, sure enough~ "What's a bad way?" ”

"I'm always angry for no reason, and I don't respect my teacher, I'm obviously a teacher, but I always bully me! Also, I always want the emperor to demote Tong Tong's official position! The more the child spoke, the more indignant he became, but his expression was clearly aggrieved.

Yang Jiu seemed to be able to think of the awkward and arrogant appearance of the little bun, and couldn't help but chuckle, waiting for Fu Qiyang's puzzled and accusatory eyes to retract. "Then, Tong Tong hates that little prince?"

Fu Qiyang hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and replied very seriously: "The prince's nature is not bad, Tong Tong naturally can't talk about hating him." ”

I couldn't help but reach out and rub the child's head again. "Tong Tong is really sensible~" But as a father, Yang Jiu felt that he was praising Tong Tong because he was satisfied with An Lingxi's attitude, although the little guy couldn't hear it, but it seemed that he was really a little sorry for Tong Tong. Thinking about it like this, Yang Jiu suddenly picked up the child next to him without thinking about it, and picked up Tong Tong, who had changed a lot compared to four years ago but was still petite to him.

Fu Qiyang couldn't help but exclaim, subconsciously hugged Yang Jiu tightly, and after getting used to it, his little body couldn't help but tremble a little with excitement, looking at Yang Jiu's eyes became more and more eager, with a feeling that Yang Jiu is not unfamiliar with now-admiration.

When he understood this feeling, Yang Jiu only heard a sigh that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't make any further intimate behavior.

Nestled in that warm and generous embrace as in his memory, Fu Qiyang remembered that he had kissed Mr. again, and kept peeking at Yang Jiu's face, but he couldn't find the pure joy and courage when he was childish and ignorant anyway. I was worried and didn't dare to do what my heart longed for.

Knowing that everyone was still waiting for Fu Qiyang, the champion, to start the poetry meeting, Yang Jiu didn't have much delay, so he ended this somewhat embarrassing warmth early, and returned to the courtyard with Fu Qiyang after grooming.

"Tianyin, you guys finally came out~" As soon as Yang Jiu appeared, Xi Linfeng quickly greeted him with a smile, and his attitude did not change from before, which made Yang Jiu very satisfied.

Then a few more people came over. They also saw Fu Qiyang behind Yang Jiu, and there were traces of crying on the child's face, but everyone understood very well, and they didn't use this to ridicule, and they all talked about the poetry club.

"I'm really going to see Brother Tianyin's writing later!" Someone spoke the hearts of the people.

Yang Jiu smiled but did not speak. He didn't have much enthusiasm for these vassal and elegant things, if it weren't for the fact that he had just promised Xiao Qiyang to be his "sir", Yang Jiu would have wanted to say no and let them play by themselves. As for now, I'm noncommittal~

With the arrival of important people, the poetry meeting naturally began.

Fu Qiyang looked at Yang Jiu expectantly, hoping to go with Yang Jiu, but when he received Yang Jiu's eyes, he was very disappointed and walked away surrounded by a group of people.

Yang Jiu also said that there was no way! Just kidding, the master wants to hide his merit and fame, okay! Walking with you is simply artificial focus, there is wood!

Xi Linfeng walked beside Yang Jiu, and only when the two of them walked to the corner did he quip: "Tianyin is still like this~ Poor Lord Attendant has to go around alone~"

"Aren't you looking forward to discussing knowledge with Xun'er, why are you by my side? And what about your friends? ”

"Good friends?" Xi Linfeng digested it for a while, and felt that it should be a friend, so he replied, "Shiguang (Xiang Ye's cousin) is greedy for a lively temperament, naturally where there are more people~ As for the next, I think that Tianyin, the champion teacher, is more full of poetry and worth learning~"

Yang Jiu glanced at Xi Linfeng lazily, "Wait and regret it." ”

Xi Linfeng chuckled disappreciatively. "Linfeng is a little strange, since Tianyin doesn't like to attract attention, why did he come to participate in this poetry meeting?"

"I'm bored~ I'll see it by the way." Yang Jiu looked at the pile of people dozens of meters away in front of him, heard the sound of composing poems coming from them, and added, "I don't think I will come to participate in the future." ”

"In winter, the cold invades the body, and they are all weak scholars, who can only move their tongues and pen and ink, which is a lack of fun. If Tianyin can participate in the spring poetry meeting and go to the suburbs to collect style, maybe he can also be a little interested. ”

"I'm a layman."

Stepping on the snow on the gravel road, which was almost covered with thin ice, the two chatted casually.

Suddenly, dozens of people in front of them began to look around, and after looking for a long time, they saw Yang Jiu and Xi Linfeng hidden behind the plum blossom tree. Yang Jiuxin couldn't scream well, but he had already heard the people who approached him teasing loudly: "I said why didn't I see Brother Tianyin, it turned out that Qiyun (Xi Linfeng's cousin) was secretly hidden!" This can't be done~~ Come on, what does Brother Tianyin think about this poem title of Mei and Xue? ”

Suddenly, countless eyes hit him, Yang Jiu knew that he couldn't hide, but he also walked calmly into the crowd, saw Fu Qiyang, who also looked expectant, and smiled back. Listening to the person who asked him before, he explained the current situation clearly: it turned out that they were divided into two factions, one was Yongmei, the other was Chanting Xue, and they chose two different but complementary things to start a poem.

Either you don't do it, or you have to do it well. Yang Jiu still has a little desire to win, so since he can't shirk it, he thinks about how to pretend to be a force. Although he likes to read, he is really not elegant enough to appreciate poetry, but it doesn't matter, who let him have Xiaobai!

He pretended to mutter, in fact, he was browsing all the poems about plum blossoms and winter snow that Xiaobai had searched for him, and when he was dizzy, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man sitting behind a table with a pen and looking at him, and there was a lot of white paper on the table. Only then did Yang Jiu remember that he had seen this person move with everyone before, and he stopped writing.

[This person should be in charge of recording, just like Wang Xizhi of the Lanting Poetry Society.] ]

Yang Jiu didn't know what the Lanting Poetry Club was, but Wang Xizhi had the impression that he was a giant calligrapher! Among the notebooks he picked up were Wang Xizhi's writings. Oh, by the way, Yang Jiu is allowed to be low-key and proud here, and his calligraphy is also very good.

Have you ever seen a beggar on the street holding a piece of chalk writing calligraphy on the ground? This type is also quite popular with students/girls~

Alas, it's really not a talented Yang, and he happens to be part-time in this part~ The old man who played the erhu taught him a kind of calligraphy, and then he picked up the calligraphy to practice and mastered two kinds. Maybe it's because his legs and feet are not good, Yang Jiu's hands can really be called dexterous!

Walking to the table, Yang Jiu picked up the paper with poems written on it and looked at it, there were all plum and snow written on it, and of course there were also poets marked as poets. Looking at it, Yang Jiu saw some doorways, of course, not the doorways of composing poems, but a small phenomenon: because it was a fighting poem, Mei and Xue were written separately.

Yang Jiu smiled, knowing in his heart.

I don't know when, Xi Linfeng also came over, and when he saw Yang Jiu's happy expression, he said: "It seems that the masterpiece in Tianyin's chest has been completed~"

Yang Jiu didn't respond to him, but walked up to the brother who recorded the poems and asked, "Don't you mind borrowing a pen, right?" ”

The man smiled naturally and handed him the wolf pen in his hand. And Xi Linfeng on the side had bright eyes, and asked knowingly: "Tianyin is going to leave Mobao?" ”

Next Olympics! You kid has to interject a sentence about what labor and management do! If it weren't for the image of my brother, believe it or not, labor and management would draw the king on your face! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

After humiliating Xi Linfeng in his heart, Yang Jiu calmly spread out the yellowish rice paper, and because of the slight breeze, he took two paperweights and put them on. Then he took the pen and clicked it in the inkstone, then lifted the pen and landed on the white paper without the slightest hesitation.

Hanging wrists, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, majestic! A pen seems to turn into a sword and sword, killing and killing; It is like a warbler flying and a butterfly dancing, flying freely! And the person who holds the pen is even more amazing and unforgettable! The plain and lazy peach blossom eyes pick out the evil taste, the corners of the mouth are raised with an uninhibited arc, and the green silk flying in the cold wind is smeared with madness in the mess!

What a thrilling and melodious beauty that is!

Xi Linfeng lost his breath and his heartbeat was chaotic, completely stunned! And among the people present, who hasn't been attracted by such a Yang Jiu! Even the little Fu Qiyang was not spared, and the worship in his eyes was like substance!

Suddenly, the pen was closed.

It stopped abruptly and woke everyone up suddenly.

"Be stupid, don't laugh." Yang Jiu put down his pen, he hadn't noticed the strangeness of everyone, he raised his head and smiled, "I suddenly remembered that there was something at home, so I won't pass it first." ”

Said to go, and there was no mud and water at all. He didn't care if he had fellowship with these people, he was naturally willful. But I didn't know that there was a shock brought to everyone by the previous poems, and everyone thought it was chic.

It's really in an inexplicably favored man, sometimes, somehow.

"Huh?" Someone looked at the paper on the table and was surprised. And it didn't take long for that surprise to spread. Because these people can't understand what this is written at all!

Could it be that he was just pretending just now, this Yang Tianyin's calligraphy is very bad at all?!

Xi Linfeng, who was the first to react, shouted at the back of Yang Jiu, who had already walked away: "Tianyin, what kind of calligraphy are you?" He didn't believe for any reason that Yang Jiu was not a person who was indiscriminate.

"Wild grass." The voice drifted from afar, but it was clear.

I don't know if Yang Jiu gave them a good impression, or if the identity of the champion master made people dare not question it casually, people didn't slander after listening to Yang Jiu's words, but really began to study and appreciate it. Here are people of true learning, and gradually, as the words are recognized, they even find beauty in this sloppy but unbridled calligraphy!

Probably, the words are like the people.

Xuemei

Mei Xue is not willing to fall in spring,

Sao people put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter.

Plum and snow are three points white,

The snow loses the plum and a piece of incense.

Someone read it, and then there was a silent analysis, and then with the sound of one or two voices, the discussion + sycophant conference for this "Xuemei" began.

That's right, this is Yang Jiu's strategy. He doesn't know poetry, although he knows that the famous passages of my Great Heaven/Dynasty are definitely not bad, but he is not arrogant enough to feel that these living ancients in different time and space are full of tofu dregs in their stomachs. Since it is difficult to confirm the number of paragraphs from the poem itself, let's find another way to find a plus! For example, different focuses, such as new calligraphy, from vision to concept, to create good works both inside and outside! Yang's outfit is trustworthy!

In this era, official scripts and line scripts are popular, and cursive writing has not yet taken shape, doesn't this give Yang Jiu a good opportunity! What the old man Erhu handed over to Yang Jiu was cursive, but it was slightly different from the traditional cursive, which could probably be called Mao, that is, Grandpa Mao's calligraphy. Although he rarely shows his hands in practical use, he likes this domineering calligraphy very much!

You can retire with one hand, otherwise it will be too much. And Yang Jiu was not in the mood to stay any longer.

Needless to say, the others reminisced for a long time, but Fu Qiyang finally remembered one thing after Yang Jiu left: he didn't know his husband's address or contact information, how to tell him the time and place of the meeting between his husband and his grandmother!

sneaked back to the palace and continued to read books boringly, and Yang Jiu's day was almost over.

Hey, Xiao Qingchen has been very interested in the account books recently, and Yang Jiu has already felt that Sen Sen's fall from grace is in danger! After seeing Xiao Qingchen wander during dinner again, Yang Jiu couldn't bear it anymore and said bitterly that he wanted to revive his husband!

But Yang Jiu was disdainful of continuing to raise and use the little white rabbit to hit people's self-confidence, cough, okay, he didn't admit that he softened his heart after seeing a certain inspirational white rabbit that Chu Chu was pitifully looking at him! ╭(╯^╰)╮

So three days later, His Royal Highness King You, who was already able to jump around and continue the disaster, held the second male pet conference!

(After all, it is recommended not to refer to the atmosphere of our historical era.) Although it is true that calligraphy first had cursive writing in the Eastern Han Dynasty and later cursive script in the Jin Dynasty, I also used the military system of the Warring States Period, the palaces of the Tang Dynasty and the Han Dynasty, and some official systems of the Ming Dynasty...... In short, how convenient is it~ ovo has to find a dynasty to refer to the atmosphere, I can't be sure, after all, there are martial arts~ In short, it's a mess of lalala~ In addition, please feel the table words, Xi Linfeng is an auxiliary type, Xiang Ye is a parallel type, you can spend your mother specifically, I love this piece inexplicably~) (to be continued.) )