Mr. 317 chanted around the Buddha Pavilion

Zhao Ji is still very satisfied with being a teacher. The 12 students he taught were generally good. Especially Wanyan Zongpan, Wanyan Zongfeng and Wanyan Wen, they can be said to be all talents.

Meng Ziyun: "A gentleman has three pleasures, but the king does not exist with the world." Both parents exist, brothers have no reason, and they are happy. Look up to the sky, bow down to people, and be happy. Get the world's talents and educate them, and the three music are also. ”

Right now, Zhao Ji is enjoying the third pleasure. Wanyan Zongpan, Wanyan Zongfeng, and Wanyanwen were no longer satisfied with literacy and literacy, and asked Mr. to teach them to fill in the words. I taught it a few times, and I was quite on the road. For example, small orders such as "Sixteen-Character Order", "Huanxi Sha", "Bodhisattva Man" and so on can be filled.

Today, teach the new word card "Around the Buddha Pavilion". The reason why Zhao Ji wanted to teach this word card was that he suddenly remembered his old rival Zhou Bangyan. Although they became rivals in love because of Master Li, their relationship was not affected in the slightest in terms of literary creation and artistic research.

The word "Around the Buddha Pavilion" was created by Zhou Bangyan, and his "Around the Buddha Pavilion: Dark Dust" fascinated a large number of handsome guys and beautiful women, including the emperor, of course.

Zhao Ji chanted softly-

Dark dust. The view of the building is out of the way, and the lonely hall is high. Drain clearance will be short. I am tired of hearing the night for a long time, and the sound of signing moves the book curtain. The osmanthus is full again. Leisurely walking and dewing grass, preferring the remote. Floral and graceful. Looking around, the city crosses the riverbank.

Tired customers are the most depressed, drunk and leaning on the slanting sun through the willow line. It is also like a, a rainbow beam across the water. Look at the green spring lanterns, and the boat is like an arrow. See you again on this trip. Sigh that old friends are rare, and thoughts are empty. The two eyebrows are sorrowful, stretching to whom.

"That's a beautiful word!" Zhao Ji couldn't help but praise, "It is written about the beautiful scenery of Bianliang in Tokyo and the author's full of sorrow." The rhyme and horns are all in the voice, which is even more low, especially flavorful. 100 words in double tone, 11 sentences in the first paragraph rhyme, 9 sentences in the second paragraph and 600 rhymes. ”

Zhao Ji swept around again and read-

It's a lot of peace. Peaceful, peaceful. Peaceful. Pingping, pingping. It's a lot of peace. Peaceful, peaceful. In the middle of the middle. In the middle of the peace, in the middle of the peace.

In the middle, in the middle, in the middle. Peaceful, mediocre. It's mediocre, it's mediocre. It's mediocre. It's mediocre, it's mediocre. It's mediocre, it's peaceful.

Wanyan Zongpan, Wanyan Zongfeng, Wanyan Wen and others followed seriously. Wan Yan Heng and Wan Yan Zongwei frowned, "Pingping, Pingping", which fascinated them.

"Below, free discussion. After a while, if there is any problem, raise your hand. After Zhao Ji finished speaking, he left the podium and took a turn below.

Wan Yan Heng stood up and was the first to ask: "Daojun, I don't ask about poetry, can I ask about other things?" ”

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "Of course you can." ”

"You Da Song, why are you so rich?"

"This-" Zhao Ji thought for a moment, "Maybe everyone has a dream of getting rich." ”

Zhao Ji told them a funny story -

A man named Wang Er Mazi is very poor, and he doesn't know if there is dinner after breakfast. One day, he picked up an egg by chance, and was so happy that he went to tell his wife, "We have a family!" When his wife asked him where he was, Wang Er Mazi showed his wife the eggs and said happily:

"That is, in ten years, we will have a big fortune! I take this egg and go to the neighbor's house to incubate it, and when the chicken grows up, we take a hen and bring it back to lay eggs...... 15 chickens can be obtained in a month. Within two years, the chickens grew up and gave birth to chicks, and they could get 300 chickens, which could be exchanged for ten gold. Then they buy five cows with gold, and the cows give birth to calves, and they get 25 cows in three years, and the cows give birth to cows, and they give birth to cows, and in three years they get 150 cows, which can be exchanged for 300 gold. I took the gold and lent money, and in three years I got 500 gold. Take two-thirds of them to buy fields and houses, and the remaining one-third to servants and little wives, and I am not happy to live a particularly quiet life with you?"

When his wife heard him say that she wanted to buy a little wife, she was furious, snatched the egg and threw it at the stone. Wang Er Mazi cried and said, "You have broken our family's belongings!" ”

After the story was told, everyone was happy.

Wan Yanheng still felt that it was not enjoyable, and he wanted to dig out something else. However, since this kid was beaten last time, he has learned to be obedient, and he is polite to Zhao Ji on the surface, but he still looks down on him in his heart, but he is very envious of him. What I envy is nothing else, it is that he used to have so many beautiful wives. Through this story, I will talk about the big and small wives and lead the topic in this direction.

"Daojun, the story you tell is so interesting! When a man is rich, he naturally wants three wives and four concubines. I've heard people say, you have tens of thousands of wives, is it true or fake? After Yan Heng finished speaking, he smiled cheekily, meaning to make a joke.

"More than 10,000, 10,888 to be exact." Speaking of his wife, Zhao Ji has always been very proud, and he is not afraid to talk about these things at all.

Wanyan listened, first with an "ah", and then stuck out his tongue.

After Yan Zongwei learned the best, he immediately calculated a clear account, and said with a smile: "Daojun, 10888 wife, even if you sleep one every night, you have to sleep for 27 and a half years, and you can't sleep when you are in power?!" ”

Zhao Ji also smiled: "This, I really haven't counted it." ”

"Isn't Daojun going to sleep now!" Wan Yanheng interjected, "Say something you don't like to hear, your body is a little weak compared to us!" - How can you stand it? ”

"I'm weak on the surface, but I'm actually strong!" Zhao Ji said very politely, "The maid can't be brutal, she can't be like a rooster stepping on eggs, she has to pay attention to her mood." ”

"How do you pay attention to the mood? It's just that he is on the kang and does the work. Wan Yan Heng finished laughing.

These students of Zhao Ji are all adults. At that time, people got married early, and they all had wives, and some had more than one. After hearing Yan Heng say this, they all laughed.

"What is mood?" Zhao Ji stared at Wan Yanheng and said, "First of all, you have to have affection, and if you don't have affection, it's not interesting to do that thing at all." Flirtatious – flirtatious – flirtatious. Love is the same as the piano, if you don't tune it well, you can't tune it beautifully. Su Dongpo, you all know it, right? ”

"Yes—" everyone said in a lengthened voice.

"He has a sister named Su Xiaomei, do you know?" Zhao Ji asked again.

"I don't know—" everyone said in a lengthened voice.

"Su Xiaomei is very talented, married to Qin Shaoyou, and is also a great talent. On the wedding night, Su Xiaomei made a couplet to let Qin Shaoyou right. That uplink is: closed door to launch the window before the month. - Qin Shaoyou couldn't think left and right, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Su Dongpo threw a stone into the pool...... Qin Shaoyou suddenly came to inspiration, and immediately came out: throwing stones to break through the water and sky...... That's flirting. What a mood! Zhao Ji said meaningfully.

"Daojun, it's too troublesome for you Song people to do so much." Wan Yanheng said disapprehantly.

"What do you mean?"

"Bring the kang to a boiling hot and scald a pot of soju...... When you're full, you've drunk enough, put your wife down, turn over and get on your horse, and you're done! Hahaha......"

Savages, what savages! - Zhao Ji scolded in his heart.

Please take a look at the next time - 318 disciples recite the memory of Jiangnan