Wang Fulin knew that his father and son had little interaction with people in the countryside in the past, and Wang Daoguan, the second master of Wang, did not come, so he didn't think that Wang Daokun would recognize him. But when the other party walked up, he suddenly glanced down at him and bowed slightly. Just such an action that others might ignore, he immediately realized that the other party actually recognized himself as a junior of the same clan among so many students of the same color. But he was only slightly distracted, and he had already ascended to the second floor. When he sat down with the others, he found that Master Li, who had never stopped commenting on the characters, was silent for a moment.

Ye Xiaopang didn't care about so much, and asked curiously: "Sir, why don't you comment on this Mr. Nanming?" ”

"If I am ranked as the chief minister of the cabinet in the future, the official of the six ministries, or the senior citizen of the literary world, then I am qualified to comment on such figures." Master Li raised his cup and drank a glass of white water, and then said in a low voice, "I think that when the Japanese were the craziest, they once stirred up a pot of porridge in Zhejiang, Fujian and other places, and when he fought against the Japanese in Fujian, he was second only to Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou in his credit, and this alone is better than those who just say it and don't do it!" ”

Although Wang Fulin and Wang Daokun only have the name of a relative of the same clan, they are actually not familiar with others, but Mr. Li's words, he still listens to them very comfortably. No one wants to have a hero in their own house, not a traitor leading the way and a national thief like the party! And after Wang Daokun, it was Duan Chaozong, the prefect of Huizhou, and after this prefect, there were three eunuchs who were late. It was about at the door that everyone else had come, and when these people went upstairs, they were all in a hurry, and their faces were very unnatural. And Wang Fulin only saw that Master Li was not even interested in commenting on them, so he knew that these were not top figures.

No matter what time it is, being late depends on status. Wang Fulin couldn't help but be a little curious when he thought of what the third floor was like after the three of them went upstairs.

When it's not about himself, he also watches the excitement as standard, and it's not a big deal!

However, he was not the slightest dissatisfied with the seat arranged by Cheng Kui. Even if the champion building is already the first restaurant in Huizhou, but in this way, there are ten tables on each floor, which is still crowded, and his table is now full, there are only six people in total, and people sit sparsely without squeezing, and the movement upstairs can be heard a few points. But he pricked up his ears and listened for a while, when he found that the food was already served on all sides.

Because this time it is the money of each county, Hong Renwu and flattery, the wine and dishes are all extremely rich, and the talents are not rich, at this time, many tables are a pair of pairs of chopsticks almost fighting, if it weren't for the fact that the guys who served the dishes were like butterflies flying under their feet, and their hands were like juggling a few large pots and bowls on one piece, I was afraid that many tables would be messy in a moment.

Especially on the ground floor, this is quite common. And Wang Fulin, a table of only six people, is no exception.

When she was in Songming Mountain, Wang Erniang was shrewd, and although there was not necessarily no meat at the table, the vegetables, vegetables and meat were fresh, and the tricks were not enough. In the city these days, Wang Fulin also has to calculate the expenses, saying that he is going to the restaurant every day, but in fact, it is all kinds of cheap things to fill his stomach. And he had at least eaten good things in his previous life, but Jinbao and Qiu Feng were both from a bitter background, and when they saw this table of good dishes, even if they tried their best to endure it, their eyes were a little wrong. To Wang Fulin's surprise, Ye Xiaopang's eyes were also green, and that kind of salivating appearance made him unconsciously aim at his bulging little belly.

"Eat, use chopsticks to eat whatever you want, and eat with an open stomach."

When Wang Fulin said this, he was originally signaling Jinbao and Qiu Feng to have a good tooth sacrifice, but as soon as the words fell, he saw that Master Li was the first to stretch out his chopsticks. After hesitating for a moment, Jinbao finally stretched out his chopsticks, and he kept up with the rhythm of Master Li and Ye Xiaopang, and even Qiu Feng, who was twisting and pinching at the beginning, couldn't help but join the ranks of this feast.

As a result, Cheng Naixuan was dumbfounded, especially when he found that Master Li ate quickly, but his demeanor was quite elegant, and he was even more like a ghost. When he saw that Wang Fulin was an old god and eating unhurriedly, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Dare you let me find those foods to eat yesterday, not for yourself, but for your few foodies?" ”

"There are only two of my family, and the remaining two goods are not mine!" Wang Fu Lin Yan corrected Cheng Gongzi's statement, and when he found that even a few plates of hard dishes with big fish and meat had been wiped out in an instant, he himself was a little surprised. Jinbao and Qiu Feng are okay, but the pair of Ye Xiaopang and Master Li are so hungry and reincarnated, as for it? If others saw it, they would think that Ye County treated his master and his own son harshly!

There are so four starving ghosts on the table, even if Wang Fulin and Cheng Naixuan are slightly inferior in combat effectiveness, this is clearly a table of only six people, and the disc Cheng Dù is no worse than other tables. It wasn't until Ye Xiaopang burped and stroked his belly that Cheng Naixuan finally couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that Ye Xianzun usually doesn't give you a full meal?" ”

Ye Xiaopang's face suddenly stiffened, and then he glanced left and right, and then said with a sad face: "Dad doesn't care what I eat, it's my sister who said I'm too fat, so I let me go on a diet, and I've eaten radishes for a few days recently!" ”

Wang Fulin almost sprayed rice, but his eyes squinted at Master Li. It is possible for Miss Ye to treat her younger brother like this, but it is absolutely impossible to treat Master Li like this, otherwise he believes that Master Li will definitely be able to teach a radish student.

Master Li was still very calm, wiped the corners of his mouth with a snow-white silk handkerchief, and then said calmly: "My enlightenment Mr. has emphasized since he was a child that wasting food is to be punished by God. Instead of bringing the leftovers back to embarrass for a while, it is better to fill the temple now. ”

Wang Fulin glanced at Jinbao and Qiu Feng, who were secretly wiping the corners of their greasy mouths, and found that there were already countless eyes focused on his table. He expected that someone might be sneering at the foodie attribute of his table, but at this moment, a voice came from the stairs.

"Where is Wang Xiaoxianggong in Songming Mountain? Professor Liu of Fuxue named him, please make a poem on the topic of today's Heroes' Banquet. ”

It really came, and it was Professor Liu who was in charge of the school in person!

If this is another talent student in this year, you must be entangled in whether this is a temptation, or malice, or a chance to make a name for yourself. But Wang Fulin had a reputation for being a poet because of the three laughs of the inspector Xie Tingjie when he left, but he had never shown this intentionally, and now that he was asked to make poems by name, he dared to conclude that others just had bad intentions, not to mention that there was a reminder from Miss Ye. But in these years, the poems are basically propositional compositions, and they can't just take one poem to make up the numbers, so he has prepared a killer move before he goes.

Now that he has to take it out so early, the atmosphere is not enough to render, and he can't help but feel very bad.

Originally, he planned to have the opportunity to let Jinbao show his talent in front of Wang Daokun for a while, but now it seems that there is no such opportunity. Professor Liu, I remember you!

In front of everyone's eyes, when countless eyes were focused on Wang Fulin. Master Li, who was full of wine and food, suddenly coughed lightly and said: "Since it is a hero's banquet as the theme, today's participants should be of all ages, and everyone should write a poem, and then gather Fu Zi, which is also a good story, but Professor Liu named Brother Wang Xian to do it alone, wouldn't it make more than 200 junjie up and down today have no chance to show their talents?" ”

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