Wu Zheng left, and led his beautiful wife and the maid away in the eyes of everyone.

As the uninhibited song "Peach Blossom Fairy" came from afar, everyone remembered that he had a nickname called Bang Mallet, why was it called Bang Mallet, was it because he Wu Zheng was stupid?

Yes, but no.

Their Wu family has repeatedly failed since Wu Zheng's grandfather's generation, and even the annual quota in the state school has never fallen on his Wu family, why is this?

It's not because of the deliberate actions of the bigwigs in the DPRK and China that the ancestors of the Wu family did something wrong, so that they harmed three generations of their Wu family.

This matter is almost well-known in Yuzhou, but the people of his old Wu family have a tendon in their heads, obviously there is no hope, but they still have to go all the way to the dark, what is this not a mallet?

Wu Zheng was disheartened, although everyone saw that Wu Zheng at this time was laughing while walking with his mother, but everyone could feel a kind of disheartened artistic conception from this peach blossom fairy that came from afar.

Everyone couldn't help but feel unjust for Wu Zheng, even if his ancestor did the heinous wrong thing, the three generations of his Wu family should pay it off! Why didn't you let go of Wu Zheng here?

In the canopy boat on Yueming Lake, Xia Lao actually didn't have the heart to sit on the boat when he heard Wu Zheng's song "Waves and Sands".

At this time, although it was a little too early for him to come to the island, Wu Zheng's performance today really made him unable to take care of it.

Without it, it was because Xia Lao felt more and more that he had lost his eyes.

He didn't expect that Wu Zheng would be as good as Ci, if he couldn't go against the grain, if he could accept Wu Zheng as a disciple, it would definitely be better than accepting an emperor.

That's right, Xia Lao was tempted, and he regretted it, regretting that when Wu Zheng hit the snake with a dead face, if he nodded and agreed to take him back to the door wall, it would definitely be a matter of nodding his head, and he would be able to die with joy.

But he thought that he, like everyone else, wanted to stick it to his own light after learning his name.

So much so that when he was treating his wife, he broke his heart and completely broke off the idea of wanting to worship himself as a teacher.

How easy is it to take him as an apprentice now? And this thing is very shameless for me.

But where is he going to do this now, he wants to see Wu Zheng's face when he reads the poem, he will feel very happy, it feels as if he read it himself.

And at this time, it should also make a new masterpiece! What could it be? It's really exciting!

"Husband, it's a little inappropriate for you to land on the island now! According to your style, aren't all big names like you the last to appear? You're out now, aren't you afraid to make people laugh? ”

"Jokes?" Xia Lao said angrily: "Who dares to laugh at the old man? I thought that Xia San's thighs and feet were not good enough to pass on poems too slowly, so I wanted to go to the island to listen to it with my own ears. ”

Mrs. Xia smiled: "So the husband is also tempted?" ”

"Tempting, moving, what?"

Mrs. Xia couldn't help but feel funny when she looked at her husband's knowing look, and said, "Don't you know what you want?" We're all old husbands and wives, do you really want me to break it? Take advantage of the fact that he only worships Huang Xing's master, and he is still learning medical skills, you have to start early, otherwise if he really breaks the jar and worships a little-known master to do learning, it will be too late for you to accept people as apprentices. ”

Under the ridicule and support of his wife, Xia Lao finally landed on Yueming Island before night.

Since Xia Lao had already landed on the island, Huang Ji and He Xianling naturally had no reason to stay, so they also followed Xia Lao to Yueming Island.

As soon as a few people arrived on the island, they happened to hear the last four sentences of Wu Zheng's "Peach Blossom Temple" in his mouth, and others laughed at me for being too crazy, and I laughed at others for not being able to see through it. I don't see the tomb of Wuling Haojie, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields......

Xia Lao couldn't help but look into the distance and said suspiciously: "What's wrong with that, someone hit you?" ”

At this moment, Xia San, who was in charge of serving as a microphone for Xia Lao, came from the peach forest sweating profusely.

"Master, master, Wu Gongzi has a new masterpiece."

Xia Lao pointed to Wu Zheng who was far away and said, "That's it?" Didn't he get struck? What else can be done? ”

Xia San was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Huang Ji behind Xia Lao, as if there was something unspeakable.

Xia Lao said angrily: "I'm an old person, when did I learn to be shy?" ”

Xia San sighed and said, "Alas! Master, let's take a look at Wu Gongzi's masterpiece first! ”

After finishing, he handed over the manuscript of the poem that had not yet dried to Xia Lao.

Xia Lao picked up the poem manuscript and shook it open, just looked at it twice, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"What's wrong with Husband, could it be that Wu Jialang's article is not to your liking?"

Xia Lao shook his head and said, "It's not that it's unagreeable, but it's ...... It's too much for the old man's heart, and a good son can write such a poem at an old age...... Wrong! It should be possible to have such ambitions at this age, but no matter how you look at this poem, it seems a little worse, did Xia San copy it? ”

Xia San said with a bitter face: "The words of the old man are not that the old slave copied them, but that Wu Gongzi suddenly stopped reading the word pity when he read the word pitiful, and when others asked, he just didn't mean it and left the poetry club with the lady." In the humble opinion of the old slave, Wu Gongzi is afraid that he has been disheartened about some things. ”

"Feeling cold? How old was he to start getting discouraged? Aren't you afraid of panic? ”

"This old slave doesn't know, but if the old man can hear the whole poem that Childe just read, he should be able to guess what he is frustrated about."

"A good son actually learned from others to sell Guanzi." Xia Lao couldn't help but look in the direction of Wu Zhengyun again.

Xia Fuyang: "What kind of selling, even the concubine can hear that the family is frustrated with the court, you can't hear this?" Are you ashamed to be called the emperor? ”

"The Imperial Court?"

Xia Lao suddenly realized that Xia Lao didn't think about this aspect just now, because he was the most proud of these people just now, because he found a good seedling again, just like he found a real treasure, he was stealing fun alone! How can you think of those filthy things in the court?

Seeing her husband nodding silently, Mrs. Xia said angrily: "Alas! It's all the sins of the older generation, but they have suffered this child, and there is no way to repay him, and the concubine now doesn't know whether it is his misfortune or the misfortune of the court. ”

Xia Lao was silent for a while, but suddenly smiled: "That son thinks that there is such a good thing to farm in the mountains in this life, good steel has to become a sharp blade, and those who have the ability should serve the court." It's a good sentence, but the king has something to do, and he wins the name before and after him. Don't you think so yourself! I think so, and I want to hide from such a good thing.

Huang Ji: Did you report the matter of making salt last time? ”

Huang Ji was stunned for a moment, the old Xia in front of him had never called his name directly, it was not that his old man was not qualified to call his name, but that his old man had always felt that there was no need for this.

Now that he has called himself by his name, it means that he is very serious now.

Therefore, if Huang Ji doesn't want to eat Xia Lao's hanging, then no matter how he lowers his posture at this time, it is not too much, after all, with Xia Lao's ability, even if he is old now, but if he wants to kill a thorn history, it is not like playing?

"If you go back to Xia Shi, because the matter of the Red Lotus Sect was delayed last year, this matter has not been reported yet."

Xia Lao turned to look at Huang Ji and didn't say a word, but for the old man in front of Huang Ji who was just looking at him at this time, what kind of old man was there, it was clearly Huang Ji who was looking straight at Huang Ji with a tiger with hanging eyes.

It was only a few breaths of time, and Huang Ji saw sweat on his forehead under Xia Lao's aura.

How come people are also a generation of emperors, or prime ministers for many years, this aura is usually just collected, and this release can kill people.

Huang Ji was uncomfortable now, as if he was desperately resisting a mountain that was going to crush him into powder and not let it fall so quickly. And He Xianling, who was behind him, simply sat on Lin at this time, and with his rank in the officialdom, he didn't even have the courage to resist

After a while, Xia Lao finally spoke: "If you don't report it, you won't report it!" After the terraces are successful, the old man will personally write an excerpt and report it. ”

Xia Lao seems to be casual, but if you really treat his words as casual, you are looking for death.

And Xia Lao's sentence also defined the matter of this terrace, that is, this terrace is Wu Zheng has nothing to do with you, and I thought that if Wu Zheng's terraced field matter is a conversation, how can I get a piece of the pie with this great achievement, but now with Xia Lao's words, you people had better not even think about it.

This is much stronger than when Wu Zheng thought about asking Xia Lao to take a look at his land deed.

Wu Zheng's figure has long disappeared into the peach forest, and he left the poetry club with Seinfeld just because his poems were about to be blown up, and the ancients were not as easy to fool as he thought.

The reason why he still has to recite a "Peach Blossom Anthem" after leaving is just that he feels that other people seem to have misunderstood him, and under this misunderstanding, he can throw this poem out just to make this misunderstanding a real place, and he can bluff them again by the way, and judging from the current results, this effect is quite good.

So Wu Zheng couldn't help laughing as he walked, but in the eyes of others, his snickering became a bitter smile, which was a kind of grief and anger and a vent for the injustice of fate.

Anyway, the purpose of coming to the poetry meeting this time has been achieved, Xia Lao should be able to make a difference, but now the problem is here again, this Yueming Island is an island! Surrounded by water, did you charter a boat to come over, how can you leave at this time? 166 Reading Network