The deliciousness of salt-fried meat tumbled in Meng Jinbang's mouth, so delicious that it was impossible to describe in words.

Seeing Meng Jinbang's reaction, the others also moved their chopsticks. With this movement of chopsticks, everyone couldn't stop at all.

Even Mrs. She ate and took a sip of wine, and it felt amazing.

Before I knew it, the four dishes were eaten by everyone.

Everyone still wanted to move the chopsticks, looking at the empty plate, a little embarrassed.

Yang Paifeng, who was on the side, saw this scene and hurriedly said, "Old lady, if you don't have enough to eat, I'll go get it for you again." ”

Mrs. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Pai Feng, go ahead!" Do more. ”

Yang Paifeng nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Yang Paifeng was just about to leave, Meng Jinbang called out to Yang Paifeng and said, "Paifeng, these dishes, are they really taught by Yu'er?" ”

Yang Paifeng stopped and said, "Yes, Young Master Yu went to the firewood room to teach us last night. ”

Hearing Yang Paifeng's answer, everyone was still surprised. Meng Jinbang didn't ask anything more, and said, "Okay, drain the wind, let's go stir-fry!" ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Paifeng answered, turned around and left.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Meng Jinbang.

She Lao Taijun smiled: "Siniang! Zong Yu, this kid, has really changed a lot recently! first beat Wang Xiangguo's son and gave us a bad breath. This makes such a good wine and such a good dish, which is very good. ”

Meng Jinbang didn't expect that his son would be able to make wine and cook. She could only respond with a smile: "I'll thank the old lady for the compliment for Yu'er first." ”

She Lao Taijun said with a smile: "Zong Yu is also my good grandson, continue to cultivate well, I hope he can be more promising." ”

Meng Jinbang said: "Old lady, the gold list has been recorded." ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Zongyu opened the topic, and everyone talked about praising Yang Zongyu. Meng Jinbang listened to it in his ears, and it was much more comfortable.

Yang Paifeng went to fry a lot of vegetables again and brought them over. The female generals of the Yang family were very happy to eat and drink very happily.

Invisibly, Yang Zongyu's status has risen a step in their hearts.

……

……

When Yang Zongyu came back from Guozijian, he was called by Meng Jinbang.

Meng Jinbang went up and down, carefully and carefully, looked at Yang Zongyu left and right, and Yang Zongyu felt strange in his heart.

Yang Zongyu hurriedly said: "Mother, if you have something, you can say it directly." ”

Meng Jinbang said: "Yu'er, you have changed a lot recently!" Even Wei Niang was so surprised that she almost didn't react. ”

Yang Zongyu reluctantly said with a smile on his face: "Mother, isn't it good for children to change a lot?" ”

Meng Jinbang smiled happily: "Good, very good." It's too much for my mother's face, Yu'er, keep up the good work! ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Zongyu responded: "That's okay, I'll go to practice martial arts first." ”

Meng Jinbang waved his hand and said, "Go!" ”

Yang Zongyu hurriedly left. Looking at the back of Yang Zongyu leaving, Meng Jinbang had a smile on his face, and he was quite happy in his heart.

The son is out of breath, and it is a special relief to be a mother.

Yang Zongyu left his mother's room and went to find Yang Paifeng training.

……

……

Tangram.

Also known as the Qixi Festival, it is also a favorite festival of young men and women in ancient times, as well as in modern times.

On this day, every household began to arrange early in the morning, sticking the words of the stickers, hanging safflowers, and making Qiaoguo, so it was not lively.

This ancient student is not much different from the modern one, except for particularly important festivals, which are not allowed to rest.

Although today is the Qiqiao Festival, Guozijian did not have a holiday, and Yang Zongyu went to Guozijian early in the morning.

When I came to Guozijian, today's inmates are discussing some things about the Tangram Festival.

"Hey! There is a poetry meeting in Qunfang Building tonight, are you going? ”

"Where is that level of place, where is worthy of my identity, don't go."

"Ouch! Your vision is high, Qunfanglou is already very good. ”

"If you want to go, you have to go to Yixiang Pavilion, that Yixiang Pavilion is the first pavilion in Bianjing, I heard that the top brand in it, Liu Ruyan girl, that is the second most famous beauty in Beijing."

"Brother Tai, Liu Ruyan is a beauty, you just have to think about it, if you want to get her favor, you must be a dignitary."

"Shall I just say no?"

"Okay......."

Some people changed their tastes when they chatted, but Yang Zongyu listened to those words.

Yang Zongyu muttered, "Liu Ruyan? The second most beautiful woman? There are my aunts, are the aunts pretty? ”

The female generals of the Yang family are all certain beauties. Yang Zongyu, who is often in the group of beauties, has a higher vision than ordinary people.

What is the second biggest beauty in Bianjing, Yang Zongyu is very interested in meeting.

On the way to the school, Yang Zongyu heard all the things discussed during the Tangram Festival. He came to his school, where his classmates were also discussing.

At this moment, Wang Ping's surroundings were full of people, and Wang Ping was bragging there.

"Hey! Tonight's tangram meeting in Yixiang Pavilion, I will definitely shine. ”

As soon as Wang Ping's words fell, his dog-legged friend Ding Yang immediately flattered: "That's natural, Brother Wang Ping is the number one talent in our country, in terms of knowledge and talent, few people can compare with you." ”

"Hahahaha......!"

Ding Yang's sycophants made Wang Ping very comfortable, and Wang Ping laughed proudly.

Yang Zongyu walked straight to his seat and sat down, and Zhang Zheng next to him immediately walked to Yang Zongyu's side, looked at Yang Zongyu with a smile and said, "Brother Yang, don't forget our agreement at night." ”

Yang Zongyu smiled: "Brother Zhang Zheng, don't worry! I won't forget. ”

"Hmm!"

Zhang Zheng was in a good mood, and he returned to his seat and sat down.

The other inmates in the school were still discussing there, and an old man in his fifties and sixties, with gray hair and beard, walked in from outside the school.

Seeing the old man walk in, the school suddenly fell silent, and they all returned to their respective places and sat down.

Zhang Qixian, a minister in the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, wrote a particularly good calligraphy and was brilliant. He is also the doctor of calligraphy in Yang Zongyu's school.

Zhang Qixian is highly respected and deeply respected. Therefore, when he came to teach, no one dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

Even Wang Ping is the same, sitting in his place in a proper manner.

Zhang Qixian walked onto the podium and looked at the people below: "Today, before I start speaking, everyone will show their best level and write a word, let's talk slowly!" ”

Zhang Zheng and Zhang Qixian are of the same clan and family, and they are a little bit related, so he respects Zhang Qixian the most.

Zhang Zheng raised his hand and said, "Elder Zhang, then what should we write?" ”

Zhang Qixian said: "As long as you like it, you can write anything." ”

Zhang Zheng said happily: "Well, I've been practicing Yan Zhenqing's face body recently, so I'll write a copy of his "Magu Immortal Altar Record!" 》”

After that, Zhang Zheng picked up the brush on the table, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

Others also picked up the brush and wrote their own works.

As for Yang Zongyu, the pen hasn't moved yet, and I don't know how to start?