Yang Lao smoothed his beard and smiled embarrassedly: "Wenbang, I heard Zheng Lezi say, the white jade tofu shop was opened by you... The old man loves to eat tofu very much, so don't charge the old man more money for this matter in the future. ”

Su Lin still took that joke to heart at this time, and hurriedly saluted: "Old Yang seniors are just testing late students, it is really normal, if you can be tested by your predecessors, others can't ask for it!" ”

Yang Lao continued to stroke his beard, drank a cup of tea, and looked at Su Lin's gaze, but he liked it a little more.

It was the turn of the last old man, and when he was introduced, Liu Yan's face was also solemn, which made Su Lin's face even more solemn: "This is the Duke of Dingnan, who pacified King Wuyue with Emperor Taizu a hundred years ago. ”

Su Lin was shocked, isn't this Dingnan Duke more than a hundred years old, and at least a hundred years old?

Since Taizu, the emperor has changed seven or eight, this Dingnan Gong, how many dynasties is it counted?

Although Dingnan Gong is old, he is not dazzled or deaf, and his speech is also very clear, without waiting for Su Lin to salute, he smiled and said: "Speaking of which, the old man was also a scholar, young and crazy, and despised the scholars of the world. Your temperament is quite like the old man..."

At the age of seventeen, Dingnan Gong followed Taizu to fight the world, and when he was twenty years old, Taizu founded the country and was named a general, until after the death of Taizu, he was named Dingnan Gong.

Counting up, it has been one hundred and three years since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, and this Dingnan Gong is one hundred and twenty-three years old!

Even in the world before Surin with developed medical and health care, there were very few people who were 120 years old!

At this time, Su Lin suddenly thought that the Great Song Dynasty had a folk title, the Marquis of Longevity!

This is obviously talking about this Dingnan Gong.

"The grandfather praised falsely, and he was flattered in his later life." This is really flattered, Su Lin almost knelt down, I am afraid that the prestige and reputation of this Dingnan Duke is higher than that of the emperor, second only to the first two emperors of the Great Song Dynasty...

This is really an ancestor-level character!

Ding Nangong laughed, and then stopped talking, he was really old, and it was quite difficult to speak...

"Send the old man back..."Liu Yan commanded, it was getting late, Dingnan Gong just wanted to come to see the excitement at the annual poetry meeting, and as soon as the leader came out, he went home.

After a few people came to pick up Dingnangong, Liu Yan suddenly grabbed Su Lin and said with a smile: "Wenbang, do you know what good news Uncle Wei has brought you?" ”

"What's the good news?" Su Lin wondered.

Liu Yan was about to say it, but Zheng Gong smiled: "Your Majesty agrees with that..."

"Teacher... Foundation! Liu Yan reminded with a wry smile.

"Oh, yes, the Foundation was formed." Zheng Gong smiled proudly, as if he had made a contribution to the establishment of the foundation.

In fact, it was really he who repaired the book and advised the emperor to agree to this matter, of course, there is also a lot of credit for Liu Yan.

Yang Lao looked at the appearance of the master and apprentice from the side, as if he regarded Su Lin as a treasure, but he had been with Zheng Gong for several years, and the latter was also the same to Liu Yan as the two of them treated Su Lin now, and he had long been used to it.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, why couldn't he meet a student who could be a treasure?

The three of them, who were hotly discussed, felt a sour smell coming, and Zheng Gong asked Xiang Yang Lao: "What should be the name of this foundation?" ”

The reason why I suddenly remembered Yang Lao was because the signboard of the foundation in the future still needs this old friend's inscription...

"When I think of the name, I think of the old man, Zheng Lezi!" Old Yang's beard trembled, and he was about to start a fight.

Liu Yan couldn't help but have a little headache, he had seen this meeting hundreds or thousands of times in the past ten or twenty years, and sometimes he dreamed that the two elders were arguing...

Wrongdoer!

"Hey... Teacher, senior Yang, this is not the time to argue, but I want a good name! Liu Yan hurriedly pulled the two apart.

Su Lin looked at this scene dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that the two respected and imposing old-timers would have such a childish side...

"Hmph, I won't argue with you today!"

Zheng Gong turned his head and his beard turned to the sky.

"Hmph, I won't quarrel with you!" Old Yang shook his beard.

After a while, the two began to argue again, but it was because of the name.

Zheng Gong believes that it is better to call it "Jishi Foundation", and Yang Lao insists on using the "Anbang Foundation", on the grounds that the money is not only used to help the world and save people, but also used for military and political purposes, so as to stabilize the country.

Su Lin and Liu Yan couldn't help but have a big head for a while, and finally let the two elders argue, and Liu Yan talked about Su Yun's past on the side.

About a quarter of an hour later, the victory or defeat of the two elders was decided, because it was inscribed by Yang Lao, and the initiative was in the hands of Yang Lao, and finally Zheng Gong was defeated and agreed to use the name "Anbang Foundation".

But Zheng Gong was still unconvinced, because it was unfair for Yang Lao to take the initiative.

is also glad that this Yang Lao has the initiative, otherwise I don't know how long these two living treasures will quarrel.

The name has been determined, but the following poetry club has not yet dispersed, since it has been decided to set up this foundation, it is necessary to strike while the iron is hot, and finalize this matter when the upper and middle streams of Yangzhou are almost together.

"Brothers, you well-known people in Yangzhou, I am Su Lin Su Wenbang."

Everyone was still discussing the scene that happened at the poetry meeting, but at this moment, a voice came from the third floor, and everyone looked up and saw Su Lin standing on it.

Su Lin glanced at the interior of the Yuman Building, and then continued: "Liu Zhizhou informed you that Your Majesty has issued an edict to form an Anbang Foundation in Yangzhou. ”

"Anbang Foundation, what is this?"

When some people heard this term for the first time, they were a little confused, and hurriedly the people around them, and some of them were because Su Lin and Yue Fei had already released the rumors, so they all exchanged heads and ears at this time, and many people suddenly realized after hearing about it.

"This move is for the country and the people, Liu Zhizhou, as the Zhizhou appointed by His Majesty, is willing to take out three thousand taels of silver as the first batch of funds of the foundation!"

"Gong Zheng donated 5,000 taels, and Elder Yang donated 500 catties of grain and 3,000 taels of silver."

"And I, Su Lin, as a student of the Great Song Dynasty, should do my best, and every month in the future, I am willing to donate 1,000 taels of silver and 300 catties of grain!" Su Lin said, "This matter needs to be done within your means, and I will not force you!" ”

Yue Fei had already prepared, and immediately said: "Peng Ju is willing to donate 1,500 taels of silver!" ”

Qin Hui and Tang Yin also said that they would donate silver, and after more than a dozen people donated money and grain, some noble ladies, daughters, and even talented women in Qinglou saw that the four talented men and Su Lin had donated money, and they all did their meager efforts.

Then most of the students in Yangzhou, so, driven by the layers, the rich businessmen on the first floor also took out silver tickets, one by one, in order to get the gold medal, actually donated three hundred taels of gold and 10,000 catties of grain at one time, and even the shopkeeper of Yumanlou also donated a lot of money.