"Okay—"

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from several painting boats not far away.

Although Dong Xiaoqian was unhappy in her heart, she secretly thought, this trip should focus on the overall situation, the country's internal and external troubles, the Japanese have repeatedly violated the border of Dawen, the Mongolian iron cavalry is eyeing the territory of my Dawen, and the Tatar tribes who belong to my Dawen are stupid and squirming.

"Small, don't be presumptuous" Dong Xiaoqian drank Xiaolan and said to Zhang Baiyi: "If you want to come to Brother Tai, it should be okay, Dong still has some things to do and will not accompany his son." ”

Dong Xiaoqian issued an eviction order,

Zhang Baiyi was still staring at the surface of the West Lake, as if he hadn't heard Dong Xiaoqian's words.

Dong Xiaoqian waited for a long time and didn't see Zhang Baiyi's reaction, so she didn't say more,

"Let them row the boat over." Dong Xiaoqian commanded.

"Yes, Childe"

Or the young master has a way, I want to drive my young master away, and I don't ask why my young master needs to be named, hum~ How can two little girls dressed as men escape the vicious eyes of my young master, don't you know that my young master's eyes are like a torch and have already seen through your daughter's body, and the woman that my young master has never missed, let you say anything My young master will not leave. At this time, Zhang Ergou had already thrown himself to the ground for the five bodies that Master Zhang admired, and his admiration was beyond words.

"Bai Gongzi's song "Song of the Goose" is really excellent, the goose is yellow like wine, and he loves the new goose for wine. The neck is angry, and there are many chaotic eyes. A scholar in a green shirt couldn't help but groan.

"Good" is accompanied by the sound of folding fans clapping their hands, "This song "Song of the Goose" describes the goose very vividly, not only writing the appearance of the goose but also writing the agility of the goose. ”

"In Xia Dong Xiaosheng, I have long heard that Bai Yaowen, the son of the Bai family, is very good at writing poems and lyrics, and today I saw that it was true."

Dong Xiaoqian stood on the bow of the boat, clasped her hands into fists and said loudly.

"The surname is Dong~" A blue-robed scholar groaned, "I don't know if Brother Dong has anything to do with Dong Shikui, Marquis of Jinling?" ”

Although he has the same surname as King Jinling, he has not been related to King Jinling, and the name of King Jinling has been admired for a long time, but it is a pity that Xiao Ke was born in Jinling but did not have the opportunity to meet King Jinling, I don't know if this brother can meet King Jinling? Would you like to introduce you on your behalf? Dong Xiaoqian seemed to be prepared, and kicked the problem back!

The blue-robed scholar was a little embarrassed and said: "Jiang has never met the King of Jinling, let alone acquaintance, but I heard that Dong Gongzi's accent is like that of Jinling, so I asked casually." ”

"On the occasion of this beautiful spring scene, we are waiting to play on the West Lake, which is to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery of the West Lake with poetry, and only then did Bai Gongzi make a song "Song of the Goose", I don't know if Dong Gongzi can be interested in chanting a song." A gray-clothed scholar next to him suddenly interjected.

Xiaolan Zou frowned, this scholar is really hateful, "Song of the Goose" written by Bai Gongzi is a first-class masterpiece, it is difficult to make a better poem than this, isn't this embarrassing for my young lady!

"What's there to sing about the goose, it's better to boil it and eat it." Zhang Ergou suddenly interjected in a low voice.

Although Zhang Ergou's voice was not loud, it happened to be heard by these people.

Several people looked over in unison.

"How can such a vulgar language be uttered in such an elegant place, whose house slave are you?" A green-shirted gentleman asked.

"Huh?? Isn't this the eldest young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Baiyi, and Zhang Gongzi? Zhang Gongzi has been very romantic recently! Young Master Zhang let the house slave say this, there must be a good song in his chest, hahaha-" The gray-clothed scholar laughed as he spoke.

The other scholars also laughed loudly, Zhang Baiyi's reputation was really stinky, and the gray-clothed scholar pointed the finger at Zhang Baiyi and wanted to embarrass Zhang Baiyi!

Dong Xiaoqian also heard the sound outside the strings, and looked at Zhang Baiyi's eyes with a little more expectation, I don't know what the talent of Zhang Gongzi who rescued him is, Bai Yaowen's "Song of the Goose" is already excellent, and it must be extremely difficult to make better poems.

Zhang Baiyi was thinking about how to plan in the future, but was pulled back to reality by the mocking words of the gray-clothed scholar, slightly frowned, and looked at the gray-clothed scholar,

This person's skin is fair, his face is round, his body is like a ball full of anger, he holds the handle of the fan in his right hand, the handle of the fan in his left hand, and a gray robe fluttering in the wind.

"Who am I, it turned out to be Brother Min, was Brother Min happy last time in Zuihualou?" Zhang Baiyi remembered that in this life, he snatched a Qinglou woman that Min Shuiwang had a crush on in Zuihualou last time, and thought that he had a grudge.

Min Shuiwang's face sank, but he said with a smile: "Shui Wang has long forgotten what happened last time, since Brother Zhang has a good work, why don't you chant it and let me enjoy and learn it." ”

This is to catch ducks on the shelves, okay, you Min Shuiwang, this young master remembers you, Zhang Baiyi said fiercely in his heart, how can he recite poetry and lyrics, what can I do, if I can't do it, I will definitely be mocked by Min Shuiwang.

"There it is." Zhang Baiyi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered a limerick poem on the Internet.

"Goose goose goose, take the item and cut it with a knife, pluck the feathers and add a scoop of water, light the fire and cover the pot!" After chanting, Zhang Baiyi smugly opened the Spring Palace painting fan and shook it gently, very proud,

Hmph, isn't it just a poem? Young Master Ben is also a person who has drunk ink for more than ten years.

"Poof-" Dong Xiaoqian, who was tasting fragrant tea, squirted out the tea she had just eaten.

I don't know if I was shocked by the poem just now or when I saw Zhang Baiyi's painting fan, Dong Xiaoqian's face turned red at this time.

"Wow, shameless," Xiaolan saw the painting fan in Zhang Baiyi's hand, her face flushed, and she sneered, so she silently lowered her forehead, and couldn't help but be tempted to glance up again.

"Hmph, if you don't learn and don't know how to do it, you don't know how to do it, and you make such vulgar works." Min Shuiwang snorted coldly.

Brother Min's words are different, although Zhang Gongzi's poem is not elegant, but it is interesting to taste the meaning. In my opinion, this poem is not much worse than Bai Gongzi's. Dong Xiaoqian didn't know what she was thinking, but she helped Zhang Baiyi speak.

"Brother Dong disagrees with this, the sage said, the gentleman is far away from cooking, and we and other scholars are going to be saints and continue to learn, how can we make poems that are not decent for scholars." Bai Yaowen stretched the folding fan, indescribably chic.

Zhang Bai Yi fixed his eyes on Bai Yaowen, his long black hair was tied up high with a white jade crown, his eyebrows were starry, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was extremely elegant in a white robe.

I didn't expect to be a beautiful man, no wonder there are so many followers, Lao Tzu hates people who are handsome and pretend to be more handsome than me.

"A gentleman is far away from cooking? Where does this quote come from? What does that mean? Not to be outdone, Zhang Baiyi straightened the big red flower on his sideburns, and then put on a very sassy pose.

Zhang Baiyi's actions seem to others to be weak-hearted.

"This phrase comes from "Mencius", as for what it means, all readers of my generation should know that the gentleman should stay away from killing and cooking." Bai Yaowen said proudly.

Readers of my generation should know that this is tantamount to indirectly saying that Zhang Baiyi is not a scholar, which is the biggest insult to Zhang Baiyi.

"Wrong" Zhang Baiyi is not shocking, and he is endless.

Wow -

"The shaft dares to question the sage."

……

"I didn't question the sage, I mean Bai Gongzi misinterpreted the meaning of this sentence." Zhang Baiyi's words are tantamount to dropping another bombshell.

"The son of a businessman is also worthy of a discussion article."

"Guan Gong plays with a big knife in front of the door, and I don't know how thick the sky is."

"Hmph~ Banmen get an axe, I want to see what you can say."

"Junzi Yuan's kitchen is from "Mencius" "Liang Hui Wang Chapter Sentences". As for the phrase "the gentleman cooks far away", it is not the copyright of Mencius, but from the "Book of Rites". Yuzao": "The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and everything with flesh and blood is also practiced." The so-called "gentleman is far away from cooking" is just talking about a psychological state that can't bear to kill. That is, the psychology of King Qi Xuan's "exchanging sheep for cattle", because he saw with his own eyes that the cow was about to be killed but did not see the sheep about to be killed. The so-called gentleman's kitchen is also the kind of "unbearable" heart, "New Book. The Book of Rites wrote: "Therefore, the kitchen is far away, and the benevolence is also." It is in line with Mencius's original intention to advocate "gentleman and cook" as a benevolent virtue. The founder of Confucianism, Confucius Sage, once said, "Eating and drinking men and women, people's great desires are saved." "You and other self-proclaimed saint disciples but misinterpret the meaning of the saint, ashamed of cooking, but do not follow benevolence and reason, after a hundred years of dry bones, what face do you have to see the sages and ancient saints, and what face do you have to call yourself a scholar...... "Zhang Baiyi became more and more impassioned as he spoke, foaming at the mouth.

Dong Xiaoqian's master and servant were stunned,

The scholars in the audience were silent, and they were still immersed in Zhang Baiyi's words.