"Mr. Bo, who are you?" After being dragged into the house by Cai Yong, Zhao Feng asked in confusion.

"Zihu, don't call me sir, you are so literary that you can almost be my teacher! After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream! What a beautiful artistic conception! The old man is ashamed of himself! Cai Yong said.

"No, no, Mr. Bo Jiao, it is just a work of leisure, it can't be elegant, and it is not as good as your masterpieces, Mr. Bo Jiao! This time, Feng just wanted to listen to the teachings of Mr., but he didn't dare to say anything! Zhao Feng said.

Hearing Zhao Feng say so humble, Cai Yong was a little embarrassed: "That's it, Zihu, the teachings can't be talked about, we are equals, what do you think?" ”

"How can this be? Mr. Bo is a great Confucian in the world, and Feng is just a late student, how dare he talk to Mr. Bo Jiao's peers? Zhao Feng said, "It's not as good as this, Mr. Bo Jiao is so old, he can be the teacher of the wind, and the wind will treat you with the courtesy of the teacher, what does Mr. Bo Jiao think?" ”

"Isn't this okay? How can I be the teacher of Zihu? Where should the Tiger Master go? Cai Yong said.

"Hehe, Mr. Bo Jiao said that he laughed, Zihu is sick and has no teacher." Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Oh?" Cai Yong was shocked, "Where did your knowledge come from?" ”

"Don't hide Mr. Bo Jiao, the master of the wind is only one child teacher, he taught me gun martial arts, as for the poetry and articles, the wind has been good at reading since childhood, and he has read all the books of ancient and modern times, as the so-called thick accumulation and thin hair, there are many readers, and the article will naturally come naturally!" Zhao Fengdao.

"Thick and thin...... The water is ...... come naturally," Cai Yong recalled Zhao Feng's words just now, "Zihu is really talented!" In this way, the old man has an idea, I don't know if Zihu is willing or not? ”

"Mr. Bo, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Zhao Fengdao.

"Since Zihu doesn't have a teacher, how about the old man cheekily accept Zihu as an apprentice?" Cai Yong said, "In this way, the old man can also introduce Zihu to some old friends, and Zihu will be unlimited in the future!" ”

"In this way, the wind can't ask for it!" Zhao Feng was overjoyed, what was he doing on this trip? is to fool Cai Yong, strive to have a relationship with him, and then visit Zhou Yi for some reason. Now, Zhao Feng has won Cai Yong's favor with only one letter of worship, and bluntly said that he wants to accept Zhao Feng as an apprentice, so what reason does he have not to accept it?

What's more, Cai Yong is a great Confucian in the world, and worshipping him as a teacher is more than one grade higher than ordinary people! How many of those celebrities at that time were very famous and famous? Why did Yuan Shao, the person who rested when he encountered a major event, and who saw a small profit and looked forward to his life, sit in the land of Hebei, Qing, and Youzhou in the north? Hundreds of good ministers? Isn't it because he has some titles of the fourth world and the third duke? So that some scholars rushed to him!

"Good, good! I didn't expect the old man to be able to collect such a good apprentice in his last years! Cai Yong flicked his beard and laughed.

"The teacher is serious!" Saying that, Zhao Feng knelt down, kowtowed respectfully three times, and then offered Cai Yong a cup of tea, "Teacher, please drink tea." ”

"Good! Zihu, please get up! Cai Yong hurriedly helped Zhao Feng up.

"Daddy, I heard from Fauber that a guest is coming!" A crisp silver bell-like voice came from outside the house, and then, a delicate figure ran in through the door.

"Yan'er, how many times have I told you that girls should be quiet, how will they marry in the future?" Although it is a reproach, Cai Yong's tone still has an unconcealable doting!

"Yan'er? Could it be that this is the talented woman Cai Wenji through the ages? Zhao Feng thought in his heart.

"Zihu, I haven't had time to introduce to you, this is the eldest daughter of the old man, surnamed Cai Mingyan, who is fourteen years old this year?" Cai Yong introduced, "Yan'er, this is my new disciple, named Zhao Feng, you can call him senior brother, I can tell you, his literary talent is not inferior to his father, you have to learn more from him!" ”

"Is it true that there is a daddy?" Cai Yan looked at his father suspiciously.

"Of course, look at this." As he spoke, Cai Yong handed Zhao Feng's greeting to Cai Yan.

"Let Zihu see and smile, Yan'er has been like this since she was a child, lively and active." Cai Yong said.

"What's this, the wind has a younger sister, and it's also of this size, so lively, this is their nature at this age, so why should they restrain it?" Zhao Fengdao.

"Huh...... Well said! Cai Yong smiled.

"Just now the teacher said that Sister Yan'er is your eldest daughter?" Zhao Feng asked suspiciously, it seems that in his impression, Cai Yong is also Cai Yan's daughter, right?

"Yes, the old man also has a little daughter who has just turned two years old." Cai Yong said.

"Stupid! You forget, who the is Yanghu? Have you forgotten who Sima Shi's mother-in-law is? In the system space, Qing'er looked at Zhao Feng with an ignorant look and shouted angrily.

"Oh yes! How did I forget this stubble! Zhao Feng slapped his head.

"You still don't believe you're stupid? Hum! Qing'er said arrogantly.

"Hehe, okay, okay, I won't bother with you this time, brother." Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"Cut, I won't tell you, go to bed!" After saying that, Qing'er didn't move.

"This Nizi ......" Zhao Feng shook his head and ignored Qing'er anymore.

"Senior brother! Did you write this poem? After Cai Yan finished reading the poem, he asked Zhao Feng with little stars in his eyes.

"Yes, it's a graffiti production for a while, and the writing is not good." Zhao Feng said modestly.

"What's bad, it's not! This poem is fantastic! The first two sentences write about the autumn twilight scene of the mountain dwelling, the beginning of the mountain rain, quiet and leisurely, fresh and pleasant. The last two sentences write that the moon is in the sky, the green pines are like covers, the mountain springs are clear, flowing on the stones, and the natural beauty is quiet and clear. What a beautiful autumn scene, where did you see it? Yan'er also wants to see and see! Cai Yan said.

"This, I traveled here from Zhending County, Changshan, Jizhou, and saw this scene on the way, and I felt it, and I didn't know where to see it." Zhao Feng can only make up some reasons to prevaricate, after all, he just copied the first four sentences of Wang Wei's "Autumn Twilight in the Mountain House" and changed it into a short poem "Autumn Eyes", as a stepping stone to see Cai Yong this time.

"That's right." Cai Yan's expression was a little lost.

"In this way, Sister Yan'er, I will make another poem for you as a meeting gift for the two of us, how about it?" Zhao Feng saw Cai Yan like this, and he was also a little unbearable, so he proposed.

"Huh?" Cai Yan's eyes lit up, "Okay! But if you don't have this song "Autumn Eyes", Yan'er can't spare you! ”

"Okay, it's up to you." Zhao Feng already admired this talented woman for the ages, but now that he saw me, he loved it even more, so he said a little dotingly.

"Zihu, you can't spoil her too much, wouldn't you have to go to heaven if you spoil her again!" Cai Yong said with a smile.

"Hehe, the teacher laughed, my sister is the pearl of your palm, and she deserves to be so favored by me! Besides, Yan'er is so lively and cute, how can the wind not spoil her? Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"Huh......" Zhao Feng's words have obvious ambiguity, and Cai Yan is no longer a little girl who doesn't understand anything, hearing Zhao Feng's words of love, she didn't refute it, but lowered her head with a red face.

Knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, Cai Yong knew Cai Yan's careful thinking at a glance, smiled slightly, and did not break it.

At this time, it was autumn, and while speaking, a row of geese flew through the air, and Zhao Feng said slowly with a flash of inspiration: "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring!" As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky! ”

"Good! Good poetry! Cai Yong's eyes flashed after only hearing the first sentence, and when Zhao Feng finished chanting the poem, Cai Yong stood up directly and applauded.

"Senior brother! Great! Cai Yan is full of little stars again, "Then what is the name of this poem?" ”

"Hmm...... Let's call it "Autumn"! Zhao Feng really couldn't think of any good names, and felt that the name of the original poem "Autumn Words" was not like that, so he removed the "word" and left only one "autumn" word!

"Good! Concise! Cai Yan said, "Senior brother, can you write this poem down for me?" ”

"Absolutely." Zhao Feng walked to the side of the bookcase, picked up the pen, and wrote on the paper.

"Good word!" Zhao Feng changed to italics, and wrote freely, which made Cai Yong's eyes shine.

At the end of the poem, Zhao Feng also left three words "gift Yan'er", Cai Yan was overjoyed when she saw this, and when Zhao Feng finished writing, she couldn't wait to fold the paper and put it in her arms.