The little girl smiled and said in a low voice: "Mr. Hui's words, there are often literati and artists in this Fuhualou who come to eat, drink and have fun, so there are many talented students who come here to read out the articles made in advance in public, and the meaning of the drunkard is not in wine." ”

The scribe was a little suspicious, not quite convinced, and said, "I'll try them." ”

The little servant nodded, and the scribe stood up, walked to the side of the student with a smile, and asked, "The pedestrian wind and rain will be under your command,

Zhao Gaochao was in the same dynasty. ”

Jiang Liu walked down from the upper floor, and saw this scene, although he was not surprised, he still wanted to see the excitement, so he stopped here. Meng Fanrui walked in front of him in a few steps, frowned slightly, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Don't go quickly, if you delay any longer, it will be three watches in the middle of the night!" ”

Jiang Liu didn't dare to refuse directly, so he said softly: "Master, let the disciple take a look, and go after reading the reason, can't you practice for half an hour more today." ”

Meng Fanrui is accustomed to not eating soft and hard, but he also has to divide who he is right for, Jiang Liu is his precious apprentice, since he is so well-behaved, he must be sensible as a master.

Meng Fanrui didn't say anything, so he asked Jiang Liu to see enough.

Besides, the children at that table couldn't help but be stunned when they heard the sentences of the middle-aged scribe, and they couldn't answer a word.

"You, who are you, why did you break into the drinking party of our Peony Poetry Society!" A young boy was born.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly and said, "Under the surname Zhou Mingkun, the word is Shijiang, the number is a jade pot layman, and he is an unknown person, and he has not asked you who is the surname?" ”

These children are all natives of Fengyang Mansion, and when they hear the accent of the middle-aged scribe, they know that he is from other places, and no one has heard of him when he is a character or number, so they regard him as a passing literati in their hearts.

Meng Fanrui asked, "Jade pot?" Anyone else using this thing as a name? It seems to be a false morality of greed for money. ”

Jiang Liu shook his head, rolled his eyes, and said: "That's the famous sentence of the Tang Dynasty poet Mr. Shaobo, Luoyang relatives and friends ask each other, a piece of ice is in the jade pot." This gentleman's name is taken from this sentence to illustrate his incorruptibility and integrity. He paused slightly, and said, "It seems that this gentleman is either in an important position to warn himself, or he is in the midst of a hurricane, but he is unwilling, and besides, he is a hypocrite." ”

So many things can be associated with a single name? Meng Fanrui was too lazy to think about this, but he also found it interesting, and even watched it with great interest.

"Since you are an unknown person, why do you have this question for us!"

"I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say!"

Zhou Kun smiled, shook his head, and said to the little guy next to him: "You won." ”

The little guy smiled and said, "Mr. agrees." ”

Zhou Kun shook his head and was about to leave, but he heard another bitter provocation behind him.

"If you wear a straight dress, you think you're a scholar!"

"Humph! Who's to say it isn't! No matter how we say it, we are still children, but I don't know what kind of scholar this old guy is! ”

Jiang Liu frowned slightly, and then stepped forward and said, "Zuo Gong is angry and angry, and Guishu Dongfeng looks at the lamp." ”

Hey?

Zhou Kun was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Jiang Liu, but he was a little teenager, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked with a smile: "Did you also prepare a sentence in advance?" ”

Jiang Liu snorted coldly and said, "Master, I still don't care about being so cheating!" As he spoke, he turned his eyes to look at the table boy and said, "You people, relying on the number of people to bully foreigners, are you mean and bitter, so you can be regarded as scholars?" If I don't teach you, master, you won't know the south, south, west, and north! ”

As he spoke, he kicked over the chair.

Zhou Kun subconsciously took a step back and laughed quietly: "This little brother is down." ”

The little guy hurriedly went to help him and said, "Sir, let's get out of the way." ”

Zhou Kun waved his hand and said, "No, he stood up for me, how can I leave at this time." As he spoke, he actually picked up a bench on the side, wearing a dark blue straight-embellished robe, and this middle-aged man with a gentle tone rushed forward.

The long shirt stumbled between his legs, he couldn't help but move his steps, stumbled to Jiang Liu's side, and said, "You insult Sven!" ”

Jiang Liu looked back at him... Speechless for a while, who is insulting Sven.

When the seven or eight people saw this scene, they all stood up and shouted, "I have seventy-five members of the Peony Poetry Society!" Don't be a bully! ”

Jiang Liu snorted lightly and said, "It's the most annoying thing for you to be like this, you don't do anything for a long time!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and went to lift the table.

The guy on the side saw that the situation was not right, and hurried to find Butterfly Dance.

"Ping Pong, Ding Ding Ding ......" The porcelain plate and porcelain bowl were shattered on the ground, and the vegetable juice, wine and rice were scattered everywhere.

How could those seven or eight people allow Jiang Liu to make such a mistake with a child, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed up.

Zhou Kun refused to let Jiang Liu be beaten, held the bench with both hands, and separated those people with the legs of the chair: "Little brother, run!" ”

Jiang Liu said angrily: "Wuyang! To the master! ”

......

Meng Fanrui kindly reminded: "You left Wuyang upstairs." ”

Jiang Liu...... Licking his lips, he said, "Master! ”

Meng Fanrui grinned: "So can you see how important it is to have a good kung fu?" ”

Zhou Kun, a weak scholar, was the opponent of those people, and he was pushed to the ground after half a moment.

Jiang Liu nodded again and again, pulled Meng Fanrui's sleeve and said, "The apprentice knows, knows." ”

Meng Fanrui smiled with satisfaction, raised his leg and kicked, and the two scholars who came over were kicked away, Meng Fanrui said unhurriedly: "Just a troublemaker like yours, if you don't learn a good kung fu, you will be beaten to death sooner or later." ”

Jiang Liu went over and pulled up Zhou Kun with the little guy and asked, "Is Mr. Zhou injured?" ”

Zhou Kun smiled and said: "Eh, I haven't moved my muscles and bones for many years, the old bones are gone, no, no, when I was young, who were these people my opponents?" ”

Jiang Liu pursed his lips disdainfully, and sneered: "You just blow it, look at what you let people beat, if it weren't for my cheap master, the master would have planted it today." ”

Zhou Kun smiled and asked, "Little brother, what's your name?" It seems inconvenient today, so I'll visit you tomorrow. ”

Jiang Liu said: "The young master will not change his name, and he will not change his surname... Known as the little whirlwind of jade noodles! I'm here to play, if you're looking for it, come to Fuhualou to find me. ”

Zhou Kun arched his hand and said: "Disrespectful and disrespectful, it turned out to be a small whirlwind with a jade face." ”

Jiang Liu "poofed", laughed, and asked, "Why, have you heard of this name?" ”

Zhou Kun nodded and said seriously: "I have also read a few books of the words of the wonderful scholar." ”

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Liu really liked this old scribe too much, patted Zhou Kun on the shoulder and said, "Sure enough, he is a fellow practitioner!" ”