Liang Shanbo twisted the dagger, and then pulled it out, "Huh", the blood on the chest of the triangular eye spurted out with heat and a fishy smell.

With a "poof", the triangular eye fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat himself.

Everyone present was stunned, no one thought that Liang Shanbo, a weak scholar, would dare to kill in public.

And you can be so calm when you kill someone, just like no one else. As if he had killed not a man, but a chicken.

The other five scoundrels saw that the triangular eyes were dead, and Liang Shanbo was still staring at them viciously with a dagger, so frightened that he was incontinent, and knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy.

For a while, there was blood all over the fence yard, feces and urine flowed sideways, and the smell was tangy. Everyone hurriedly covered their noses tightly.

The boy waved his hand, and the soldiers pressed down the five scoundrels. Then a few more people came and sprinkled the yard with loess to bury the blood and feces.

"Who told you to kill? Yes? The middle-aged man scolded Shanbo sharply.

"Shouldn't it be killed? Someone bullied your mother, you don't kill him? Liang Shanbo asked pretending not to understand.

"Then so many elders are here, how can you make claims without even asking?" The middle-aged man pointed to the middle-aged woman next to him and another middle-aged man with his hand, in fact, he was not angry and killed Triangle Eye, but angry that Liang Shanbo didn't ask them in advance, obviously he didn't take them seriously.

"Isn't the elder my mother, she hasn't woken up yet, how can I ask her?" Samber still doesn't know why.

"Didn't your mother tell you? Child, I am your aunt, he is your second uncle, this is your cousin, and that is your uncle. The middle-aged woman stepped forward to introduce Shanbo one by one, her expression was slightly embarrassed, and her voice was filled with the vicissitudes of time and helplessness. Do you need to introduce such a relative? Alas, creation makes people!

What, what is this? Sambo was completely said to be blind. What aunt, second uncle, and uncle, Shanbo has never seen a single relative except for his mother and Sijiu, where did such a group of relatives suddenly appear?

At this moment, Liang's mother finally woke up under the treatment of the doctor.

When he opened his eyes, he was relieved to see that Uncle Shan was fine, and then looked at the three middle-aged people, his expression was a little shocked, but he pretended to say calmly: "Uncle Shan, my mother is tired, help my mother to go into the house to rest." Distinguished guests come to the door, thank them for their mother, good hospitality, don't slack off others. ”

Shanbo hurriedly helped his mother to enter the door.

The middle-aged woman finally couldn't help shouting: "Sister, my father was in charge of everything back then, how can he complain about us." It's been more than ten years since my father died, and Shanbo has grown up, so let the past pass! In any case, we are sisters after all, don't you even want to say a word to me? As he spoke, the tears finally couldn't help but flow, and he began to cry.

Liang's mother didn't look back, but Shanbo saw the tears in her eyes.

"Yes, no one should talk about the past. If we haven't seen each other for twenty years, why bother seeing each other again! As he spoke, he went into the room and closed the door, keeping Shanbo out of the door.

"Mother, what the hell is going on?" Shanbo's heart was also in a mess.

"Uncle Shan, don't ask, my mother will tell you later." Through the door came the mother's voice.

Seeing that the three middle-aged men and the young man were still standing outside the door, Shan Bo once again saluted and thanked them for saving their lives.

The middle-aged man said unhappily: "We saved our own sister, what do we have to do with you!" Since your mother doesn't recognize us, I don't have a nephew like you! After speaking, he flicked his long sleeves and left in a huff.

At this time, Xi Chao came over and said, "Cousin, I don't understand the affairs of the older generation and other juniors, and I can't control it." I see that although my cousin is a scholar and has a weak body, he is decisive in killing and daring. I can't help but think of the story of General Huan avenging his father and killing three people with a sword.

The guest is willing to be close to his cousin, and I hope that my cousin will not reject me. ”

After speaking, Xi Chao gave a salute and looked up at Shanbo.

Xi Chao is a great talent, but his luck is not good, and he follows the wrong object, if Huan Wen lives for a few more years, Xi Chao's achievements are limitless.

Shanbo hurriedly helped Xi Chao up, looked at his mother's room and said: You are really my cousin, my mother is your aunt? How come I don't know anything? As long as my mother doesn't mind, I wish I had a younger brother. ”

As soon as he heard this, Xi Chao immediately said happily: "Of course I am your cousin, your mother is my aunt, and my father is your uncle, this can't be wrong." I don't know why my aunt hid it from you. When you go out to study, I often hide from my father. My aunt likes me, and she keeps all the good things for me to eat. ”

Shanbo thought to himself, my family has just been able to eat enough, and I have money to let me study, so how can there be any good things. I'm afraid that you are using these good things to make your aunt happy.

Anyway, Xi Chaoren is good, and it's a good thing to have such a cousin.

The middle-aged man and woman next to him kept smiling and watching them talk, Xi Chao hurriedly pulled Shanbo over and said to Shanbo: "Cousin, this is the eldest aunt and uncle." Oh, you should call your aunt and uncle. ”

Only then did Shanbo understand that the woman in front of him was Xi Xuan, and the one holding the big white goose in his arms was the famous book saint Wang Xizhi, his eldest uncle.

Xi Xuan held Shanbo's hand and couldn't stop crying: "Child, my aunt is in the Wang family, there are too many mundane things, I can't come to see you, don't blame me." You also have a few cousins in my family, and you will have to be closer when you see each other in the future. If you go to San'in, don't forget to visit your aunt. ”

Shanbo hurriedly agreed, let's talk about it later, who knows if people will ignore me when I see him in the future.

Wang Xizhi, who was wearing a robe with big sleeves and big ears, pulled Shanbo straight to a small blackboard, pointed to the words on it and said, "Shanbo, is this what you wrote, what did you write?" What else can be used for writing besides a brush and a twig? ”

The small blackboard was brushed with ink by Shanbo a few days ago, and on it were four simplified characters written in white lime: "Idlers are not allowed to enter". In fact, Shanbo just wanted to see if the things he learned in his previous life had been forgotten because of the time travel.

Sambo picked up a lump of lime from the ground and said, "Well, that's what you need to do." ”

"I'll try." Wang Xizhi loved calligraphy as much as his life, immediately put down the white goose in his arms, picked up the lime block and wrote a few words, but it was crooked and miserable.

There are many differences between this method of writing with a hard pen and writing with a brush. In later generations, almost everyone could write with a hard pen, but very few people could write with a brush.

Xi Xuan and Xi Chao, who had been watching next to him, were also masters in the book, and when they saw Wang Xizhi writing these words, they opened their mouths wide in shock.

Xi Chao also picked up the lime block and tried to write a few, but the result was worse than Wang Xizhi. Although Wang Xizhi's writing is very substandard, at least there are rules, and he writes like a dog crawling.

Wang Xizhi couldn't see the essentials, so he asked Shanbo to write a few words on the spot.

At this time, the big white goose swayed and walked around the courtyard, probably happy, and suddenly "goose, goose, goose" cried.

I don't want to hear it next to me, and I am immediately unhappy, this is my territory, how can you be allowed to invade it. Di Ting chased after him with a limp, scared the big white goose to run around, and finally fled into the pond outside the courtyard, and Di Ting stopped.

Although Di Ting can also water, it is not as fast as the big white goose. The big white goose crowed in the water again, as if it was showing off its might at Di Ting, and his expression was extremely proud.

Seeing this scene, Shanbo suddenly had an idea, picked up the lime block and quickly wrote on the blackboard:

"Goose, goose, goose.

The song sings to the sky.

white-haired floating green water,

Anthurium plucks clear waves. ”

Although Shanbo's calligraphy is strong and powerful, chic and natural, it can only be said to be better than ordinary people, and Wang Xizhi's calligraphy cannot be compared.

The three of them watched carefully, and when they wrote again, it was already much better than just now, and they knew that this way of writing was easy to learn and very convenient.

Xi Chao and Wang Xizhi repeatedly chanted the poem written by Shanbo, and the more they read, the more they felt that this poem was exquisite.

Xi Chao said: "Although this poem is not in line with the trend and has no profound metaphysics, it is better than nature, truthfulness, and expressiveness."

The three "goose" characters show their love for geese. The song sings to the sky, depicting the demeanor of the goose singing to the sky, which is very accurate. In three or four sentences, the anthurium and white hair float on the green water and clear waves, forming a beautiful picture.

This poem is a must! My cousin is talented, and I sigh to myself. ”

This poem was written when King Luo Bin of the Tang Dynasty was seven years old. Since the original author has not yet been born, Shanbo cheekily continued to fool: "My cousin has won the award!" This is written by my cousin when he was seven years old when he was playing by the pool, and it is very childish. Auntie, uncle, don't laugh! ”

Wang Xizhi likes calligraphy and white geese, and it is rare that he combines the two and improves his calligraphy by observing and imitating the demeanor of the white goose. Just like the way the word "zhi" is written, he just observed the white goose's swimming demeanor before writing it alive.

Liang Shanbo likes geese and can write poems for geese. Wang Xizhi suddenly felt that Liang Shanbo was incomparably good, and he was so good that he was in the sky.

Wang Xizhi sighed and said: "I don't want this remote place to have such a high talent!" Shanbo's talent is not inferior to the guests! He turned his head to Xi Xuan and said, "Madam, you have a good nephew, and now you have a good nephew, you are really lucky!" You should have come early! ”

Xi Xuan said: "If fate is not enough, it is useless to come." If it weren't for the goose, would you come? ”

Seeing Liang Shanbo's confused appearance, Xi Chao hurriedly explained to him.

It turned out that Wang Xizhi was actually pit by this big white goose!