Xin Zhen's face was sluggish, remembering that when he was in high school in his previous life, there was an interesting story mentioned in the after-class reading of Chinese textbooks.

That was Su Dongpo asking the shogun: "How are my words better than Liu Qi?" ”

He said: "Liu Lang Chinese words, I have to be a seventeen or eighteen girl, holding the red tooth board, singing 'Yang Liu's shore Xiaofeng waning moon', bachelor's words, must be Kansai Han, holding the iron plate, singing 'Dajiangdong Go'." "The public is overwhelmed.

It was precisely because of that after-school reading that Xin Xi became interested in finding Liu Yong's life deeds, but in the end he found that Su Dongpo and Liu Yong actually had no intersection at all, and even when Su Shi came out of Shu, that is, in the second year of Jiayou, Liu Sanbian had already died for four or five years.

When Jiayou was in the second year, Liu Sanbian was dead for four or five years, so now it is the eighth year of Jiayou, isn't Liu Sanbian dead for ten years?!

However, today, now, what does Lao Tzu see? Lao Tzu saw the living willow three changes!

Xin Zhen's face was speechless, and he kept looking directly at the back of 'Liu Sanchang', and suddenly asked: "Miss Qing'er, didn't Liu Sanchang die ten years ago?!" ”

Qing'er snorted and laughed: "Well, but he is alive again......"

He's alive again?!

Xin Zhen stared at the Qing'er girl incredulously, looking forward to the following with a gossip mentality.

Qing'er hadn't spoken yet, but the vicissitudes of life turned around abruptly and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Miss Qing'er, you are arranging me behind your back again!" New words are no longer for you! ”

"Where?" Qing'er pouted delicately, and asked rhetorically: "Didn't Liu Lang pass away in the fifth year of Huangyou?" Bianliang's sisters also contributed money to bury Liu Lang. ”

As she spoke, the Qing'er girl laughed directly, laughing and trembling.

Liu Sanbian's gaze moved to Xin Xi, and he chuckled: "Liu Sanbian did pass away in the fifth year of Huangyou, and now it is Liu Qi who is standing here!" ”

Xin Zhen's face is sluggish, because Liu Yong in history is ranked seventh, he is indeed called Liu Qi!

Isn't Liu Qi the same person as Liu Yong?!

As if she saw Xin Xi's doubts, Miss Qing'er explained with a smile: "Liu Lang just wanted to stay with Sister Yuying to avoid some love debts, so he faked his death...... The sisters of Bianliang were heartbroken, and they heard that Master Chen from Hangzhou had come thousands of miles to see them off...... Giggle......"

As she spoke, Qing'er laughed again, but with a smile and a smile, Miss Qing'er let out a long sigh, and Liu Yong on the side also had a trace of loneliness in her eyes.

Xin Zhen understood, but his mind was still full of doubts, and he couldn't help but ask in his heart: "System, is the historical record wrong?" Liu Sanbian didn't die in the fifth year of Huangyou?! ”

"Asking a question costs 1,000 Fame, does the host confirm the question?"

The corners of Xin Zhen's mouth twitched, and he looked at his prestige: 1036 points.

Mader, another thousand reputation points!!

I want to save this thousand prestige points, but the curiosity in my heart is like a cat scratching, itchy!

"Check!"

The reputation number changed to 36 in the blink of an eye, and then the huge book slowly unfolded.

"Liu Yong (c. 984-c. 1053), formerly known as Sanchang, the word Jingzhuang ......"

On this line of Liu Yong's profile, the word about the year of birth and death is marked in shocking red!

About......!

I'll ask you to be paralyzed! Wouldn't it be nice if you just had an unknown year of birth and death like Ma Zhiyuan?!

This group of people who are engaged in history are too cheating, and a single word of the covenant will give Lao Tzu a thousand prestige!!

Looking at the double-digit reputation behind the prestige with a painful face, Xin Xi couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart.

In other words, those who recorded history in later generations didn't know when Yoo Yong died, so they used the covenant?!

No wonder, no wonder Su Dongpo would ask others how his words compare to Liu Yong.

If Liu Yong really died in the fifth year of Huangyou, then the dead are the greatest, how could a great writer like Su Dongpo not do such a disrespectful thing to the deceased, right?!

It's as if no poet after the Tang Dynasty would ask: How do you think Lao Tzu's poems compare with Li Bai?

Emotional Yoo Yong didn't die at all!

Thinking of this, Xin Xi suddenly remembered his previous rude behavior, how could he ask people if they were dead in front of them? It's just rude!

At that moment, Xin Xi quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands and saluted, and bowed deeply: "Xin Zhen, a post-graduate student, has seen Mr. Liu Qi, and he is the boy Meng Lang, please forgive me!" ”

Liu Yong smiled and shook his head: "I don't blame you, the matter of the group of prostitutes planning to bury Liu Yong back then was really too big, and everyone thought I was really dead...... Not many people care about me living again......"

As he spoke, Liu Yong paused slightly, and suddenly said with surprise: "Xinxi? Xinhu?! Aren't you Xiyuan Xin Eleven? Drunk and beaten people and said: The one who beat people with bricks?! ”

Xin Xi was suddenly embarrassed, can't I change my name to ask Qu that is as clear as possible?!

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, Xin Xi still nodded: "It's down there, it's all the kid Meng Lang." ”

"Hehe, why did you come to Meng Lang, it's just a true temperament, no wonder Su Zizhan admires you so much, it turns out that you also have the heart of the Six Classics."

Speaking of this, Liu Yong paused slightly, but invited with a smile: "It's a blessing to meet Eleven Lang by chance, Eleven Lang might as well drink with me, and sing about the wine, and slowly fill in new words!" ”。

When Xin Xi heard this, he suddenly rejoiced in his heart, if he could use Liu Yong to advertise soap, everyone in the Qinglou would inevitably become the best live advertisement!

Moreover, if the Qinglou moves out of those graceful and meticulous words in the later generations, maybe it will make the prestige skyrocket again?!

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and nodded calmly: "It's really an honor to be able to drink with Mr. Liu of 'Three Autumn Guizi, Ten Mile Lotus'!" ”

Three autumn laurels, ten miles of lotus, is from Liu Yong's "Wanghai Tide" sentence, it is said that the reason why Jin Guo Wanyan Wushu went south is to be tempted by the beauty described in this poem, of course, this is something that cannot be verified.

Ryu Yong laughed, and instead of praising each other like the other literati, he just turned and walked into the room.

Xin Xi followed with a smile, but suddenly there was an anxious shout from the Qing'er girl behind him: "Little official, don't you do good things with the slave family?!" The slave family is waiting for you! ”

Xin Zhen stumbled, hurriedly ran into the house, turned around and quickly closed the door.

Turning around, there was a bustling scene, and at a glance, seven or eight girls with flowers and branches got up one after another and saluted Liu Yong.

In addition to these seven or eight girls, there were two men, one with a full face and beard, who looked like a dwarf in the Lord of the Rings, five big and three thick, quite heroic, and the other was Sven, who happened to be a familiar stranger in Xinxi.

It's him?!

Xin Zhen was a little panicked in his heart, the reason for the panic was not because he was afraid, but because this person was the guy who was slapped in the face with a brush by him in the West Garden that day, that is, the one who would have a little heartbeat when he saw it...... Man......

Xin Zhen's face was full of black lines, he saw the figure outside the door through the lattice door, and looked back at the good-looking man, this is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, in a dilemma!

Liu Yong was full of interest, grabbed Xin Zhen's hand, and laughed at the same time: "Today, I will introduce you to a talented person first." ”

"This is the day before yesterday in the West Garden, shouting and saying, beating people with bricks, and being very happy!"

Xin Zhen's face pale slightly, it is foreseeable that in the future, in front of his name, he will definitely be crowned with 'bricks for beating people'......

Seven or eight girls with flowers and branches were surprised, and they got up one after another to salute, and Xin Xi had to return the salute one by one.

Sure enough, a prostitute or something, or the quality and mood of the Song Dynasty, knowledgeable and reasonable, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all connected, no wonder Li Shishi twenty or thirty years later can charm Emperor Huizong......

After introducing Xin Xi, Liu Yong began to introduce other people to Xin Zhen, first introducing the eight girls, one of whom I was very sorry for, so he called Hua'er.

After introducing the girls, Liu Yong pointed to the five big and three thick men and said, "This is Hu Yantong, the third lang of the Huyan family." ”

I'm tired, Huyantong? Who is Hu Yanzhuo?!

Xin Yan's face was full of surprise to express his admiration, and Hu Yantong raised a toast with a big grin, and then took a dry sip to show his respect.

In the end, Liu Yongcai pointed to the man who was Sven and said, "This is ...... Unfold...... Sima Yun! ”

Sima Yun?!

It's a familiar name......

Xin Zhen's heart sank little by little, this is the big man who provided him with the invitation card of the West Garden? It's the guy who was slapped in the face with a brush by himself?!

It seems that if you accidentally provoke someone you can't afford to mess with!