It's a little hot, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter, but it's also raining more and more.

It's very cool in the bamboo building, whether it's Dou Fengjie or Xu Shiji and Zheng Hongyi, they all like to come to the bamboo garden to escape the heat.

Yan Qing had also heard about these rumors, but he didn't know where they came from.

Therefore, he decided to stand still for the time being and see the situation clearly.

"But those people are really angry."

Zheng Hongyi put down the fruit, pouted and said, "Brother Yanqing, you just stand up and make two new poems, so that they can't say it." You don't know, a few days ago, there was a man named Wang Tong, and he came to the teacher to theorize, saying that he tolerated you too much. ”

Wang Tong?

Zheng Yanqing couldn't think of it all of a sudden.

It's no wonder that when he returned to Luoyang, Zheng Weishan did talk to him about Wang Tong.

But three months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Tong seems to have evaporated from the world. Zheng Yanqing was cautious at first, but after a long time, he forgot about it. In addition, Li Ji is gone, and there are many things at home, will he remember this person?

Mao Ya lightly cleaned up the kernels in the study building, and then retreated.

The few young masters on this floor have different backgrounds.

She stood inside, unable to understand what was being said. But it sounds like Young Master Zheng is in trouble?

Mao Ya sat at the top of the stairs and scratched her little head.

Young Master Zheng is such a good person, why does everyone want to bully him? used to be Steward Cui, but now there is a Wang Tong, it's really hateful.

"Little girl!"

Mao Ya was thinking about her heart, and suddenly someone called her.

looked up, but saw Du Ruhui hurriedly walking into the building, "Little girl, is the little demon upstairs?" ”

"Yes, a few young masters are here."

Du Ruhui nodded and hurried up the stairs.

"Little demon, it's all clear!"

"What's clear?"

Zheng Yanqing was talking to Xu Shiji, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, and looked at Du Ruhui in surprise and said, "Brother Du, what did you find?" ”

Du Ruhui is also the son of an official eunuch, and he is not unfamiliar with people in Luoyang.

He sat down, took a breath and said, "It's Wang Tong's business, I heard a friend say that two days ago, Wang Tong was drunk and said wildly, saying that you are greedy for money, selling fame and reputation, and insulting Shilin Qing's reputation." He also said that he would demolish you and make you ruined. ”

Wang Tong, it's Wang Tong again!

Yan Qing finally remembered it this time.

"I have no grievances with him, why is he targeting me like this?"

Mao Ya held a bowl of water, Du Ruhui took it, drank it to the sky, and then let out a sigh.

"I don't know why, but my friend seems to be very unhappy with your song. He also said that poetry is the way of elegance, but you use it to gather wealth...... He also said that you messed up the hearts of scholars with poetry and paths, and it was not the work of elegant scholars.

It's basically something like that, and you said that you were a young man at the time......"

When Yan Qing heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "If I am a young man, wouldn't he be a Confucian saint?" This talent is truly rampant. ”

At this point, he suddenly turned his head and asked Zheng Hongyi, "Hongyi, you just said that your uncle has something to do with the scissors shop in the neighborhood?" ”

"Oh yes!"

Zheng Hongyi nodded and said, "Some time ago, my uncle also asked my little lady to say that he wanted to take over the iron shop in Tianjin Bridge neighborhood.

However, Xiao Niang did not agree, saying that the iron shop in Tianjin Bridge Neighborhood was nominally the Zheng family's property, but the Zheng family did not intervene. For this reason, my uncle was still very unhappy and said a few words to my mother...... also said that the little lady didn't help him, so the family slaves were rampant. ”

Du Ruhui suddenly asked, "What is your uncle's name?" ”

"Choi Min."

"Oh, that's right!" Du Ruhui said: "My friend said that Wang Tong and Cui Min have been drinking together a lot recently, and they are very close. ”

The implication is that this matter has nothing to do with Cui Min.

Zheng Yanqing couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, why did he turn around and run to the Cui family again?

Last time, because of his own affairs, Cui Daolin's father and son died, and Mrs. Cui was so tired that she was blamed by Cui Junsu.

Don't look at the Cui family's ostensibly upholding justice, but in fact, in this heart, I am afraid that it will not be comfortable.

And this time there is another Cui Min, if he falls out, he is afraid that it will make the Cui family even more unhappy, and it will not be good for him. Therefore, if you want to fight back this time, you can only target Wang Tong...... But if you can teach Cui Min a lesson, it's not impossible.

After Yan Qing pondered for a while, he got up and came to the bookcase, laid out the paper and wrote with a pen: The kid started from the end of the slightest, and it was insignificant. How could it be a coincidence, and occasionally got a thin name, and was apprehensive. Today, the king of Longmen is willing to give the way of a saint and is flattered. In addition to tears, it is also inevitable that the youth will be angry. The boy grew up in the bamboo garden, with bamboo as the theme, one incense and ten poems, I don't know if Wang Sheng can do it?

There is also a bamboo garden sketch, please Wang Sheng for advice.

Ten sounds of bamboo, one inch of budding ears, and the knots and leaves are beautiful.

From the snake and the viper to the sword-pulling, he was born. Today's painter is doing it every day, and the leaves are tired, how can there be bamboo.

Therefore, painting bamboo must first become a bamboo in the chest, holding the pen to see, is to see what it wants to paint, anxious to follow it, vibrate the straight then, in order to chase what it sees, such as a rabbit falling down, less longitudinal is gone.

That's it, since a lot of stolen has been stolen, the surname is solved at one time.

Since you Wang Tong is so arrogant, then simply use you as a springboard and step on you fiercely to avoid trouble in the future.

Yan Qing took the pen to steal the book of Banqiao, and the word "bamboo in his chest" appeared in advance.

Regardless of what he says, he will first use this to deter those with ill intentions. And in choosing this article, Mingli Yanqing is talking about painting bamboo, but in fact, it is satirizing Wang Tong, there are no threes, don't go to Liangshan. If you really want to come to me for trouble, show your real skills. I'm an insignificant kid, and I don't deserve everyone's name, but I can't knead it casually.

After finishing the book, Yan Qing threw his pen aside.

"Brother Du, I'm here to chant poetry, and I still ask you to write it."

Du Ruhui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly took Yanqing's position and lifted the pen.

Zheng Yanqing strolled in front of the window, closed his eyes and pondered.

In the bamboo building, there was a sudden silence.

Zheng Hongyi seemed to have something to say, but was stopped by Xu Shiji shaking his head. At the staircase, Mao Ya couldn't help but clench her fists and looked at Yan Qing nervously.

"Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures. ”

Du Ruhan's hand trembled, and he hurriedly stabilized his mind and wrote hard.

"The green bamboo is half seeded, and the new shoots are out of the wall......"

"When it rains in the spring of the south, the snow and frost are in the mood. All kinds of people are also full of clouds, and they are humble and self-controlled......"

"Dew polyester lead powder festival, the wind shakes the green jade branches. It is like a gentleman, and there is no place that is not suitable. ”

"The remnants of spring on the stream are sparse and the yellow birds are scarce, and the apricot blossoms are all gone. Under the window of the bamboo mountain, I will not change the yin and wait for me to return. ”

"Sparse the bamboo outside the curtain, and the rain ...... between the bamboos"

Yan Qing turned his back to Du Ruhui, facing the bamboo forest outside the window, and the first five words and seven words came out of his mouth and fell under Du Ruhui's pen.

Before he knew it, Yan Qing had already chanted nine songs.

But this last one, he suddenly stopped.

All eyes were fixed on him together, with endless fiery.

"Yanqing, there is another song!"

Zheng Yanqing turned around and said with a wry smile: "Speaking of which, this last song is not improvised, Brother Du should know." ”

Du Ruhui was stunned, "You mean, 'You can eat without meat, but you can't live without bamboo'?" ”

Zheng Yanqing nodded, "But what I chanted before was nothing more than a remnant poem, and now there are four more sentences, please write Brother Du." ”

Du Ruhui hurriedly wrote on the paper, 'No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar', and then looked at Yan Qing and waited for him to go down.

Yan Qing thought for a while, "People are thin and fat, but people are not curable." People laugh at this, seems to be high or stupid? If you still chew on this, how can there be Yangzhou cranes in the world? ”

When he said this, Dou Fengjie suddenly stretched and yawned.

Zheng Yanqing smiled, walked over and sat next to Du Ruhui, first read the poem, and then wrote: When appreciating the bamboo, Fengjie was lazy, and I couldn't help but sigh: We are red and mundane, why can't we ask for money? Yu once heard that there was a monk in the past who went to the west to seek scriptures. did not give personnel, but got a wordless scripture. So he was angry and told the Buddha. The Buddha said: The scriptures should not be passed on lightly, nor should they be taken empty.

The Buddha is still like this, what if the mundane things seek wealth?

Even the Buddha thinks that there is nothing wrong with asking for wealth, so what is wrong with asking for some yellow and white things in my world?

Du Ru looked at it and was dumbfounded. ————————————————————

At about half past five in the afternoon, I asked for a recommendation.

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