It turned out to be Pang Honggong's closed disciple, the landscape judge Meng Hao, disrespectful and disrespectful! The Bearer saluted again.

Brother Tai is shaped like a tiger, the index finger of the left hand is shorter than the right hand, and the treasure knife on the back is engraved with Sanskrit. When facing the enemy, use weapons to empty the enemy and transcend the other side. And if you have hair and a lot of wine and meat, you must be a rebel against the temple. ’

Half a year ago, the battle between the two of them was not divided between the two of them, and finally the abbot asked the two to try a finger of Zen. But I didn't want to steal my mouth before the competition, and my hands were greasy. As a result, One Finger Zen lost to his junior brother Watazen. It has become the laughing stock of the rivers and lakes. The former host was old, and when he heard that the disciple lost the host because of stealing his mouth, he died of anger. Wataaki felt sorry for his master and punished himself with one finger meditation in front of the main hall until one of his fingers was broken. ’

Du Ming knew that he was a sinner, so he took off his robe and rebelled against the temple, and since then there has been one less Master Du Ming in the temple, but there is one more Du Daxia who fights righteousness and revenge on the rivers and lakes. If you want to come to Brother Tai, it will be Du Daxia. Meng Haoran opened the treasure fan and slowly told a piece of the past.

"Brother Meng, good eyesight, under Du Ming, please enjoy your face and drink a drink" Du Ming said with admiration.

Meng Haoran nodded and sat opposite Du Ming.

'Brother Meng, it is said that you are talented, intelligent, Pang Honggong is in the study, for the six disciples to choose martial arts, but you don't want anything, just take Pang Honggong's landscape fan and quill, and then you retreat in Lumen Mountain for a year, after coming out, a hand of landscape and water and moon to break the mountain pen and your senior brother are tied. ’

'Ashamed, ashamed' Meng Haoran clenched his fists and shook his head.

"Brother Meng, I heard that your body and martial arts are actually a poem, I don't know if I can chant it again, let me wait to open my eyes."

Meng Haoran smiled, saw the expectant eyes of everyone in the restaurant, thought for a moment, and stood up, "Okay, everyone, please listen"

The bell of the mountain temple is already dark, and the fishing beam ferry is noisy.

People followed the sand bank to Jiangcun, and Yu also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moon shines on the smoke tree in Lumen, and suddenly arrives at the hidden place of Pang Gong.

The pine path of the rock is long and lonely, and only the ghost comes and goes.

'Good'... Everyone in the audience applauded.

Xiao Taibai looked at Meng Haoran with admiration, he didn't expect that the poems could be so good, so charming, and could be combined with martial arts, which was amazing.

Since then, in Xiao Taibai's heart, in addition to wine and martial arts, he has another hobby of 'composing poetry'

Brother Meng is so talented, he is really the first person in the world, although he doesn't know poetry and songs, but the great Confucians and scholars he has seen are by no means as good as Brother Meng. ’

"Brother Du praised, in this capital, Li Longji, the son of Xiangguo, is not inferior to me."

The two chatted a few more words, chatted happily over wine, and hated each other more and more.

'It's too white, what's the matter, I'm full, let's go.' Yan'er finally had her fill, raised her little head, and saw that Taibai and the others were looking at a table not far from them. Said suspiciously.

Taibai snorted, and a few people walked out of the restaurant, Xiao Taibai looked back at Meng Haoran from time to time, and became more and more determined in his heart.

After shopping for a while, Yan'er was also tired, and several people took advantage of the darkness to return to the house.

In the Yan Mansion, the maids and guards all returned for the New Year, and only thirteen people remained in the Yan Mansion, and everyone gathered around a table and began to eat Chinese New Year's Eve.

Taibai also ushered in his first New Year in the capital, and tomorrow he will be one more year old.

'Mother, where are you now, why don't you come to accompany Taibai' At night, Taibai sat on the roof and looked at the starry sky, thinking of his mother.

Behind her, Yan'er also climbed up the stairs to the roof, sitting next to Taibai, also looking at the starry sky, but looking at it, she cried bitterly.

Taibai heard the movement around her and saw Yan'er crying, knowing that she must have remembered her dead mother.

'Yan'er, why don't we set up a spiritual seat for your mother, and put it in the last empty room.' If you want to kiss your mother, you can see her all the time. ’

Yan'er stopped her tears and looked at Taibai excitedly, "Taibai, you are so good, thank you." I don't even know how to thank you. You saved me, and helped my mother to settle down, gave me such a good life, and now you are willing to give my mother a spiritual position. ’

Yan'er was moved to kiss Taibai again and hugged Taibai tightly.

Taibai's face was red and shy.

'Taibai, I heard my mother say that when men grow up, they all want to marry and have children, and I must be your wife in the future, so that we can never be separated,' Yan'er's immature voice made an eternal promise.

Taibai touched the back of his head, smiled honestly, and didn't know if he should hold Yan'er with his two hands, but his mother said that 'men and women don't kiss each other'