Liang Pengfei, who was talking about a huge cigar and was bragging with his subordinates, heard the roar in the distance, looked back in amazement, and saw that there was a white sail in the distance, which had already exposed the sea, and was waving in the wind, drumming, Liang Pengfei quickly threw the cigar smoke to the ground, stepped on it with his feet, straightened out his body, and stood on the edge of the dock. 【】

Yuan Mei, this talented literary and artistic old man in the Qing Dynasty is finally about to appear, Liang Pengfei did this, just hoping to leave a good impression on the old gentleman, after all, with Zhao Yi, an old man who works against him all day long, Liang Pengfei heard some news about this old gentleman from Sun Shijie, Ni Ming and others, the merry old talent, describing the old gentleman Yuan, as for the lean monkey next to him, Zhao Yi who is working against him all day long, Liang Pengfei felt that he was really like an old pedant and a little rascal, with huge differences and a lack of common language.

The boat came quickly, the speed was fast, and soon, he could see a lot of people standing on the bow of the boat, Liang Pengfei was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect that this old Mr. Yuan was really on the road, and he actually brought so many female disciples here, so that his teacher from the women's college finally had a landing.

The body is long, the face is thin, the three long beards are fluttering, the big sleeves are swinging, standing in the wind, and the men and women around him are pointing frequently towards the dock, and at this time, Zhao Yi, who is standing on the dock, has already bowed with his sleeves open: "Brother Zicai, three years ago, I said goodbye, and now I see that my face is as good as in the past, and the younger brother has been waiting for a long time." ”

The old man standing on the bow of the boat smiled loudly and returned the salute: "Brother Yun Songxian, I want to annoy the old man, hahaha......"

Liang Pengfei looked admiring, but his eyes did not fall on the old man's body, but on the fat and thin faces and figures around him, of course, it is not that Young Master Liang is a hungry pervert, but men are more curious about new things, especially beautiful women.

To tell the truth, Liang Pengfei is really a little jealous of Yuan Mei, the old man, there are more than ten flower-like ladies behind him, but after thinking about it, this old man is seventy or eighty years old, and he can make up more than a dozen ladies, and he has only been in this world for a few years, and he has married the best of the three women.

It's just that what makes Liang Pengfei curious is that there are two men on the bow of the boat, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a happy male voice in the future, and the like is moaning at the TV screen all day long, and when there is nothing to do, he screams with snot and tears, not bitter, tired, and unsuccessful, and earns those little white faces of girls who have convulsions and young women scream.

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Compared with those beautiful female surnames with a very strong bookish temperament, this group of little white faces really looked a little enchanting, especially after I don't know who said a word, the other few people actually pinched their orchid fingers and pursed their lips and smiled, which made Young Master Liang couldn't help but shiver and took half a step back.

"Damn, how do you give me the feeling, this old guy is like an old turtle with a duck." Wiping the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, Liang Pengfei secretly thought that he didn't dare to say this, not to say anything else, maybe the group of hot-blooded literary young people under his command would have to fight for their lives.

"This must be the famous Liang, the general soldier of Liang, who has captured and killed several foreign private businessmen, and then refused to be outside the country." At this time, Yuan Mei, who had already finished arguing with Zhao Yi, smiled and stroked his long beard and stood in front of Liang Pengfei and said with a smile.

"Don't dare, please also ask Mr. to call me a Pengfei can, the younger generation has long admired Mr. Qian's name, has not been able to see the dignity of Mr., often regretted, today to be able to see Mr. here, with the opportunity to ask Mr. for advice, finally fulfilled the long-cherished wish of the younger generation. Please accept Liang's courtesy...... "Liang Pengfei is really like a polite scholar at the moment, whether it is speech or behavior, he looks so gentle and elegant, which makes Zhao Yi and Zhao Laohan next to him stare at the beads in his eyes, when did the little ruffian who quarreled with himself upside down just now, and looked like a hooligan, when did he become a literary and artistic young man with a strong temperament?"

Yuan Mei looked at Liang Pengfei very carefully, in short, Liang Pengfei felt that this old gentleman Yuan's gaze was very careful, and even circled around him, which made Master Liang a little incomprehensible, and at this time, the corner of his eyes swept to the old guy Zhao Yi next to him, the old guy's expression looked silver and obscene, as if it was a posture that was about to succeed?

Isn't this old Yuan a poet and a killer? Liang Pengfei's heart was furious, and he felt more and more that Yuan Mei's eyes were wrong. At this time, Mr. Yuan Mei shook his head, seemed a little dissatisfied, and then raised his head, and seemed to be a little embarrassed and said: "Yuan has lost his temper, Peng Fei is worthy of being a young hero, he is tall and high-spirited, and he is a real man." ”

Next to him, the two men suddenly covered their lips and chuckled, and pointed at Liang Pengfei with an orchid, making Liang Pengfei feel like a duck standing on a clearly marked price platform for others to point, but the problem is that suddenly, Liang Pengfei had a creepy feeling, and seemed to understand the identity of these little white faces, however, this kind of speculation that was too shocking, Liang Pengfei only felt pressed in his heart, but subconsciously clamped his legs.

At this time, Yuan Mei said warmly to the two men who were covering their lips and smiling: "Cowherd, Wu Lang, don't be rude, don't frolic in front of adults." ”

"Yes, old man......" The two gentlemen's openings, the raised eyebrows and Yuan Mei's old coffin hooked up with their eyes, and the young master Liang was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and next to him, many of Liang Pengfei's subordinates were shocked, and quietly took a few steps back, and it seemed that they had already seen what the two little white faces were.

"These two are the old man's child servants, and they don't understand the rules, and I hope the adults don't blame them. The old man said that he came south with his wife today, and he hoped that the adults would take care of him. Old Mr. Yuan turned his head with a smile and said to Liang Pengfei.

"How can the younger generation blame the child servant of the gentleman, the gentleman can rest assured, since the younger generation is sincerely invited, naturally all affairs will be taken care of by the younger generation." Liang Pengfei took a small step back with some trepidation, and said with a smile. He scolded vigorously in his heart: "I said your grandmother's, this old coffin is actually an old silver stick that is eaten by both men and women." ”

"There is another thing, the globe sent by the adult before, the old man has already accepted it, here, for the old man's long-dead sister, thank you." At this time, Yuan Mei had a straight face and gave a salute to Liang Pengfei.

Where did Liang Pengfei dare to accept it, he immediately flashed and replied with a salute: "Don't dare to be, sir, don't bother the juniors, the younger generations are also famous for the talent of Mr. Yuan Ji, the sister of Mr. Yuan, who is also famous for a long time. ”

"Having said that, having this thing in front of her sister's grave is also a long-cherished wish of hers." Yuan Mei said with some emotion, his face showing longing and feelings.

Liang Pengfei held a smiling face, and welcomed Yuan Mei and his party into a Western-style villa that was specially vacated for Mr. Yuan Mei, Yuan Mei seemed to have not seen Zhao Yi for a long time, and the relationship was good, as soon as the two met, they began to compare each other's new poems, and the young master Liang, who was full of bad water except for a few drops of ink, was dizzy when he heard it, and soon couldn't support the defeat and retreated, and found an excuse, leaving the two old men to continue to talk crookedly, and led his little brother to quit the villa.

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However, as soon as he went out, Young Master Liang grabbed Wang Jing and asked through gritted teeth what kind of person Yuan Mei, a literary old man, was.

Wang Jing looked at Liang Pengfei's appearance and thought of the ugly face of Young Master Liang, so he had to carefully inform Liang Pengfei of Yuan Dacai's special habits.

Yuan Dacai is indeed very talented, and Yuan Mei is indeed worthy of the nickname of a merry and talented man, since he was young, he has been suave and suave, talented and beautiful, and his family has married twenty or thirty wives and concubines one after another, and there is even a granddaughter of one of his former classmates.

Hearing this, Liang Pengfei's jaw almost fell to the ground, and his eyes widened as if he saw a group of hippos playing a big split in front of him. Ni Ming and Sun Shijie next to him listened leisurely, as if they were drunk, and in their eyes, the eight essences were unforgiving.

Except for a few female disciples who came with him this time, the others were all his wives, and as for the two child servants, they were indeed as Liang Pengfei guessed, that is, Yuan Dacai's male pet with broken sleeves and peaches.

Moreover, in terms of male pets, Yuan Dacai also had a deep exchange with another famous literary old hooligan of the Qing Dynasty in this regard, that is Zheng Banqiao Zheng Dada, who is known as the Eight Monsters of Yangzhou.

Zheng Dada not only has a good "broken sleeve" male style, but also has some perverted pedophilia, likes to engage in some little boys who have not grown up, and play some surname games. The scholar of Banqiao is his surname plaything. It is said that all the money spent on this hobby was spent on it. He was still enthusiastic about it in his old age, which also meant that he had to pay a higher price, because no child prostitute would receive him for free, and no teenager would automatically untie his clothes.

All this, he couldn't help but say sadly and realistically: "I know that I am old and ugly, and this generation is full of money." Such a direct stimulus stimulated Zheng Banqiao's conscious awareness of the passage of time and the emptiness of life, so that the painter, who had been diligently pursuing fame and fortune all his life, felt loneliness and began to face up to his pale hair, and finally in the last journey of his life, he created his most artistic masterpieces: thin autumn bamboos and lonely orchids.

When Zheng Banqiao was seventy-one years old, he had a meeting with the forty-eight-year-old Yuan Mei at the Qingming Hongqiao Poetry Conference. Yuan Zheng met, the two may have drunk too much, and both of them are lovers of love and have a common topic, so they are above the poetry club, regardless of the presence of others, they actually talked about this kind of topic with great interest.

When the wine was half-drunk, Itabashi said: "If I have the opportunity to participate in the legislation of the imperial court, I will definitely do one thing!" ”

"What?" Yuan Mei asked curiously.

Zheng Dada told his experience, when he was serving as the county magistrate in Wei County, Shandong, once, a beautiful young man was scolded in public for gambling and breaking the law. When Zheng Banqiao was watching the execution, he saw that the young man's beautiful buttocks were injured, and he was so distressed that he couldn't help crying! Therefore, Zheng Banqiao made a statement with emotion: "Today's yamen, the board is waiting at every turn, and the board is on the peach buttocks. If you are a good young man, if a few guys go down, won't you ruin all your beauty? If I had that power, I would definitely flog my buttocks in the law, so that I could live up to the innate lust of Long Yang. ”

When Yuan Mei heard this, he immediately had a sense of identity of "having a relationship with me", and sighed with Zheng and took him as a confidant. Since then, Yuan Mei has quoted Banqiao's ambition to his friends many times, sighing and saying: "Zheng Da has this intention, but unfortunately he can't do it, but he loves the golden buttocks so much, and he really wins my heart!" ”

Listening to Wang Jing's slightly embarrassed expression telling the basic feelings of these famous men of the Qing Dynasty, Liang Pengfei felt that his stomach was tumbling over the river and the sea, and the gossip men who had heard it with a taste couldn't help but change their faces greatly, and they hurriedly excused themselves with something to do.

However, it seems that the pace of leaving is extraordinarily hasty, and the ass seems to be clamped tightly, which seems to have frightened Yuan Dada's reputation.

After listening to Wang Jing's narration, Liang Pengfei immediately made up his mind that in the future, Wang Jing would be responsible for the construction and liaison affairs of the college. For this best for men, women and children, Liang Pengfei really didn't have the courage to deal with him.

Pulling her own pair of mother-in-law who listened with relish went directly to her villa, took a shower, and almost peeled off her skin, as if she had just swept away the goosebumps all over her body.

"I finally found out that there are even more nasty scum than me." Refreshed and refreshed, Liang Pengfei was so relieved and hypocritically boasted in exchange for the white eyes of two beautiful wives.

But at this moment, Pan Bingjie no longer has the courage to distinguish her literary idols, and even Pan Bingjie feels in her heart that the old guy who actually married the granddaughter of her classmate as a concubine is really the master of a thousand knives and should be immersed in the pig cage.

And at this time, in the villa prepared for Yuan Mei, Zhao Yi and Yuan Mei were sitting on the wide balcony on the second floor sipping tea.

"Brother Yun Songxian, you asked Yuan to come here to be the head of the women's academy, which is quite in line with Yuan's appetite, but besides that, there should be other deep meanings, right?" Yuan Mei squinted his eyes, looked at Zhao Yi in front of him, and said unhurriedly.

"Brother Zicai, you Guan Liang General Bing, how is this person?" Zhao Yi smiled, but did not answer directly, but asked another question.

(To be continued)