After staying in the Lin Mansion for two days, Wang Luntou did not find a way to persuade Lin Chong. Because this matter involves the name of Lin Chong's wife Zhang, he can't say it to others, so Wang Lun has to pay attention to it from time to time.

Cui Niannu was also picked up by Wang Lun and stayed with the Zhang family, and Wang Lun asked Shi Jin to follow him to take precautions. As for Yang Lin's inquiry into Cui Niannu's cousin, he still had no clue, so Wang Lun had to ask Cui Niannu to wait.

In the past few days, it was just in time for the heavy snow, and Wang Lun had nothing to do, so he and Xu Guanzhong invited him to enjoy the snow outside the city.

After walking more than 20 miles outside the city, I came to a high mountain, and as far as the eye could see, the fog was thick, the sky and the clouds and the mountains and the water, up and down were white. Wang Lun also felt that the sense of oppression in Beijing was light.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear." Seeing the heavy snow covering the mountains and the mountains dancing with silver snakes, Xu Guanzhong said a poem by Liu Zongyuan.

Li Kui came with Wang Lun, listened to Xu Guanzhong's poems, and said with a big mouth: "Mr. Xu and his brother are both crepe, but Tie Niu doesn't know what this snow looks like!" ”

Wang Lun pointed at Li Kui and shook his head helplessly, "Xia worms can't talk about ice!" ”

As soon as Wang Lun's words fell, he heard someone coming from afar, "The wind and the mountains are open and the clouds and snow are open, and the fur wants to visit the early plum back." Because of the cold color, I asked the price of the mountain family's wine first. But it was a woodcutter carrying a load of firewood and stepping on the snow.

When Xu Guanzhong heard the far-reaching and unearthly meaning of this poem, he couldn't help but look at the woodcutter with admiration, "I don't want to have such an elegant person here!" ”

Wang Lun carefully read these four lines of poetry, and felt that the poetry was elegant, not like what this woodcutter did. He beckoned to the woodcutter and asked, "Dare to ask who wrote this poem?" ”

The woodcutter replied, "It was made by Professor Wen Huanzhang in the village ahead." So saying, he strode off on his own.

"Haha! It turned out to be him! Hearing the poems made by Wen Huanzhang, Wang Lun couldn't help but be happy. I haven't seen Wen Huanzhang for three years, and Xiao Lingguan has also been in Anren Village for three years, and Wang Lun happened to go to see it together.

Wang Lun and Xu Guanzhong explained the reason, Xu Guanzhong also wanted to meet this Wen Huanzhang, and the three of them set off to Anren Village again.

After walking a few miles, I saw a small village in the morning, with green trees and houses, and a few plum trees blooming on the side of the road, and the branches are still pressed with snow, which is really a good place to go. Xu Guanzhong and Wang Lun nodded secretly when they saw this, and their hearts were really hermits.

The three of them walked forward slowly, and after a while, they saw a small courtyard, with a low wall of yellow mud and half-open firewood, which was Wen Huanzhang's grass house. Books on both sides of the door are linked to clouds: "The breeze enters the sleeve, but the poems and books are in the world, and the moon is in the arms with only pen and ink heirloom."

Wang Lun straightened his clothes, stepped forward in person, and lightly buttoned the firewood door, and a little boy came out of it, "How many people are here?" ”

"Mr. Wen Huanzhang is here? Jeju deceased people visit. ”

Unexpectedly, the little boy didn't care about the deceased, and said directly to Wang Lun: "My husband is taking a lunch break, I don't dare to disturb him." After speaking, he didn't mean to invite Wang Lun and the three of them in.

Seeing that the little boy was very untouched, Wang Lun had no choice but to retreat and ask for the second, asking, "Then I don't know if Wang Lingguan is here?" "Wang Lingguan is a little Lingguan, and he follows Wang Lun's surname.

The little boy didn't expect that Wang Lun still knew Wang Lingguan's name, and a large number of Wang Lun with big eyes and curiosity, "How do the guests know about Senior Brother Wang?" ”

Before Wang Lun could answer, the little boy shook his head again and said, "Senior Brother Wang is teaching for Mr. at this time, so I don't have time to see you!" ”

It was the third month of the lunar calendar, and the snow was the coldest. After walking for twenty or thirty miles, the three of them were already cold and their feet were wooden, and they didn't want to come to visit Wen Huanzhang.

Li Kui became anxious and shouted, "Brother, what are you waiting for? We are freezing here, but he is sleeping soundly in the house. Wait for me to go in with an iron ox and axe, and see if this fight can't get up. ”

Seeing that Li Kui was rude, Wang Lun reprimanded him and said, "Duh! Iron bull nonsense, no one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't make a sound. Mr. Wen is no better than others! ”

After reprimanding Li Kui, Wang Lun said to the child: "I am an old friend of Mr. Wen, and I met in Jeju a few years ago. Your Senior Brother Lingguan, I still recommend it to Mr. Wen! ”

Since Wang Lingguan came to Wen Huanzhang's door, he studied hard and studied hard, and within a few months, he was a big step ahead of his peers. Now that Wen Huanzhang has something to do or rest, he directly asked Wang Lingguan to take Meng Tong to study. This janitor is also one of them, and he admires Wang Lingguan very much.

Seeing that Wang Lun was polite and polite, and he was the relatives of his senior brother, Xiao Tong hesitated and said, "I'll go and see if Mr. is up, wait a minute!" This time, the boy was a lot more polite.

After a short time, the little boy turned around, followed by a person, it was Wen Huanzhang.

Wang Lun saw Wen Huanzhang and saluted first, "Brother Wen, don't come to harm!" ”

"Brother Wang is safe and sound, Wen is very relieved!" You must know that when Wang Lun went out of Tokyo, he and Wang Lingguan were really worried.

Wang Lun and Wen Huanzhang had to meet each other, and introduced Xu Guanzhong to Wen Huanzhang. "This is Mr. Xu, a person from the famous mansion, and he will be the top three in this year's examination!"

"Look up for a long time!"

Wen Huanzhang and Xu Guanzhong are both celebrities, and they are poor and happy, and they have the same sentiments, so they can't help but feel that they hate each other.

As for Li Kui, Wang Lun did not introduce Wen Huanzhang. Wen Huanzhang, as the master, couldn't be rude, and took the initiative to ask, "This brother is ......?"

"Humph!" I don't want Li Kui to remember the snubbing of the children under Wen Huanzhang, so he didn't wait for Wen Huanzhang to finish speaking, he snorted coldly, and he didn't look at Wen Huanzhang.

Seeing that his husband's hot face was sticking to his cold buttocks, Xiao Tong was upset for Wen Huanzhang and glared at Li Kui. also made a nasal sound, "hum......"

The two of them had a cold war, Wen Huanzhang saw it in his eyes, but he was confused.

Seeing that Huanzhang was inexplicable, Wang Lun had no choice but to tell what had just happened. Wen Huanzhang knew whether it was his own child, and explained to Wang Lun: "Originally, it was the little spirit official who served by my side, but today he went to read it, but he changed him. It's because I'm not strict with discipline on weekdays, and I call my brother a joke. "Wen Huanzhang is older than Wang Lun, but he has an equal relationship with Wang Lun.

Wang Lun only said a few small things, don't care.

Wen Huanzhang took the three of them into his study, and told the little boy to go and Wang Lingguan called back.

Wen Huanzhang's study has only very simple furniture, the most conspicuous thing is a large bookcase, and rows of bookshelves. It was littered with books, and it seemed that Wen Huanzhang often looked through them.

Several people sat down separately, and Wen Huanzhang personally cooked tea for Wang Lun and others.

While boiling water, Wen Huanzhang said to Wang Lun: "Brother must know the story of Liu Xuande's three visits to the thatched house, and today's incident is somewhat similar to it. ”

Although Xu Guanzhong met Wen Huanzhang for the first time, he did not see the outside, and immediately said after hearing Wen Huanzhang's words: "Brother Wen's words are very clever, not to mention comparing Brother Wang to the ancestor of Shu, but also comparing himself to Zhuge Kongming." ”

"Haha!" Wang Lun also laughed beside him, remembered a joke in later generations, and immediately told Wen Huanzhang and the others, "Do the two brothers know why Liu Xuande asked Zhuge Liang to visit the thatched house three times?" ”

"Oh! I want to hear about it! Looking at Wang Lun's joking appearance, Wen Huanzhang and the others both knew that there would be something to say.

"The first time I visited, how could I leave empty-handed!" Wang Lun's words brought himself in.

"Hahaha, fun and interesting! Brother Wang's insights are really unique! Xu Guanzhong and Wen Huanzhang pondered for a while, stroked their palms and laughed.

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