"Gou Yu, a few days ago, I told you that I had traveled to Beijing with Master Zhang, a person in the county, and I am the one in front of me," Li Dayong smiled with the dog leftover beside him, and immediately greeted, "Master Zhang, you are Ding Youjuren, and your qualifications are older than Huang Zhushu, please take a seat." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

It turned out that the old man Zhang in Mr. Zhang's mouth was the one in front of him, and Gou Yu thought that this old man was just a country man! I couldn't help but be shocked, and I admired this old man even more.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just chatting about Yaji, why should you be so serious?"

Although Master Zhang said so, he still put on his green shirt and sat under the seat.

The banquet of the ancients was respected by sitting west and facing east, but it was Li Dayong who stretched out his hand to point to this position.

"Master Huang, you are Ding Yinju, two years later than Master Zhang, so you are sitting here?"

Li Dayong pointed to the position where he sat north and faced south.

Master Huang smiled, and he was not polite, so he sat down with a smile, and it seemed that he was also familiar with the road.

After Li Dayong greeted him, he took the north-facing seat and sat down, and the remaining dogs stood aside.

The Chinese are the most polite, and they are very concerned about the things in this ranking, and they can't do it, so they say that this dog is leftover, and they belong to the most humble people here, even if they stand, they can't stand next to Mr., they have to stand facing west, otherwise, they will be deceiving! The sin is not small.

"The Book of Rites, Internal Rules" Zeng Yun, the son can eat, teach with the right hand, this etiquette of inviting guests to eat should be cultivated in childhood, and it must not be neglected.

The Ming people are the most polite, and they are quite concerned about this matter.

"Today there is nothing to do, the students are all going home, this is thinking that I have not been together with the two friends for many days, and I am very sorry in my heart, so I specially invited the two to come, in this peach blossom pavilion on a cup of tea, talk about the past and the present, chant poetry against each other, isn't it happy?"

Li Dayong is the master, and he spoke first.

The incense burner was full of green smoke, and the smell of sandalwood instantly permeated the surroundings, reflecting the green mountains and green waters, and it was really quite a bit of a literati and elegant atmosphere, and even Li Gouyu couldn't bear to be intoxicated for a while.

"Huh." Master Zhang stroked his beard and smiled: "The old man has been busy recently, and the nose is not the smell of medicinal herbs or the smell of pen and ink, when you just called the old man, the old man was still quite resistant, and now when he comes, the green mountains and green waters, among the peach blossoms, a cup of tea, a little sandalwood stove, the irritability in his heart is completely removed, it is really pleasant, and it is ashamed." ”

Master Zhang said with a smile.

"The same is true for the old man, there are a lot of miscellaneous things all day long, but there are many days when I don't have this leisure and leisure."

Master Huang also smiled and said.

"It is said that the scholar is the treasure of the country, Confucianism is the treasure of the seat, both of them are the masters of the people, today can come to the cold house, but also let this peach blossom pavilion shine, this fragrant tea is a great treasure, two please taste it, it is also a great use of the mind."

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After a few polite exchanges, this can open up the chat, ancients, it's really troublesome.

Li Gou was left to stand on the side, his legs and feet were already a little numb, and his chubby little face was still smiling, a little tired.

Literati gathering, but talk about some poetry and songs, chanting poems for thousands of years, today's Peach Blossom Pavilion collection is no exception, after a polite greeting, everyone can be regarded as letting go, this is open belly, grinning, start chatting, from time to time to make some half-elegant and half-crazy jokes, this is the scholar.

Li Gouyu has been standing on the side, serving tea and water from time to time, the elders are here, what they can do, it's just some things that run backwards and forwards, I don't feel a little boring, but I can't help but do it, the adults chat, my little fart can't even insert a word, I can only bring my ears and eyes, but my heart is quite depressed.

"Hehe, I have to do all these annoying tasks on weekdays, and now that I have you, don't say that you are not useless!"

A stick of incense Kung Fu Gou Yu has been running back and forth with Li Dayong's house many times in the Peach Blossom Pavilion, serving tea for a while, looking for a cup for a while, and coming over for a while to get pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. couldn't help but cry out in her heart, but the girl called Xin'er was still laughing on the side, looking gloating.

The dog is too lazy to take care of it, and the three gods can wait on the pavilion, but Li Dayong said that he asked the dog to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and said that he had searched for a good poem, and he had to write it out and share it with everyone, and it was not the same when you said it?

The dog is secretly bitter in his heart, he is really looking for a trotter who doesn't need to spend money!

Immediately ran to the peach blossom pavilion, I had to step on it slowly, and I couldn't insult Sven in a panic! There are rules for walking and sitting, and the dog is really bitter in his heart!

The three people who were laying out the rice paper, but they were still chatting and laughing, all shut up, and Li Dayong picked up the wolf's hair.

The dog respectfully pressed the paperweight, half-lifted his head, sprinkled ink, and grinded the ink in the inkstone.

"Both of them are masters, they are celebrities in our Yanggu County, it's scary, and I've never seen what I said, no, it doesn't rhyme, but it's still quite powerful to read, and it's full of strength!"

Li Dayong said with a smile, and then began to dip himself in ink.

At least everyone in the middle school has to study hard for more than ten years, what has the world never seen? What kind of splendid article haven't you read? I'm afraid that the two of them are quite unconvinced, right? A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Li Dayong's mouth, and he began to write about the dragon and snake.

"You kid, I haven't seen you for many days, but you've learned to play tricks! Hehe, the old man wants to see what kind of sentence you have found, and you dare to spit out such wild words! Calling us here today, I'm afraid it's just for the good sentence of offering treasures, right? It doesn't matter, it just so happens that the old man has also seen it. ”

Huang Zhushu was obviously a little unconvinced, so he said, you kid is starting to be arrogant again, a poem was still guided by the old man, and now this is still a rake?

Master Zhang also looked at it with blazing eyes, and he was looking forward to it in his heart.

"It's quite orderly to use this cursive script now."

Li Da just smiled in his heart, ignored it, and continued to write the dragon and snake, through the back of the paper, this poem is not much, but he wrote extremely hard.

In an instant, it seemed that a long time had passed, and the three people around him were looking forward to Li Dayong finishing his pen, and the poem was finished.

The two lifters all leaned their heads over, what did Li Dayong write for so long?

Li Gouyu was stunned when he saw it, damn it, Mr. is too unrighteous.

I saw nine large cursive characters on the big white rice paper.

I have a tiger in my heart, sniffing roses.

Co-authored, this is the writing of the later verses of his own ambition that day!

Before the matter was over, Li Dayong put away the wolf hair and raised his face to the two: "Do you know who this poem came from?" ”

The two masters felt that this poem was quite imposing, and couldn't help muttering: "It's not right, it doesn't rhyme, but it's quite imposing, good poetry and good sentences." ”

Who wrote such good sentences? Could it be that you made a big use of it? ”

Master Zhang chanted for a long time, and was slowly attracted by the atmosphere in this poem, and couldn't help asking.

Li Dayong shook his head: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

"Is it difficult or is it left over from the dog?" Huang Zhushu also seems to be accustomed to watching the dog create miracles, so he exclaimed.

"What the hell is left to do? These verses were written by an eleven or twelve child? ”

Master Zhang, looking at where the dog is left, is it the first time he has met the young man who sells medicine with a big basket on his back?

"But the kid said it casually."

Both of them are masters, and now they are playing a big knife in front of the gate! Dog Leftover is a little embarrassed.

"Good poetry, good poetry." The two of them praised it together, but such a good poem was actually written by a child?