In the midst of the boos all around, Li Ang shook the folding fan and said to Hua Xiaomei on the horse in a chic and comfortable manner: "Little sister, just open a song and read it to them." ”

Hua Xiaomei's face turned red, and she whispered, "Brother Li, I'm ...... I can't read. ”

After Hua Xiaomei finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter all around, "Laugh to death!" Some students even exaggeratedly covered their stomachs and sobbed, laughing so much that tears came down, and Hua Xiaomei was ashamed of herself.

Li Ang secretly blamed himself, how could he forget this stubble. He hurriedly comforted: "Little sister, listen, a true wise man will not laugh at others; Only the ignorant like to laugh at others. ”

As soon as Li Ang's words fell, the laughter around him suddenly stopped.

Some students with good conduct began to reflect, yes, as a student of the county school, to laugh at a woman for being illiterate, is this kind of behavior a gentleman's doing?

Of course, there are also people who don't think so, such as Zhao Shangqing is one of them, only to hear him say in a weird way: "Everyone, look at it, a beggar born a person, and a daughter who walks in the Fang Lang, can't read a basket of big characters, and what kind of Huanhuaxi poetry collection is published, it's really funny!" ”

"Brother Zhao, do you know them?"

"Don't just know, if Brother Huang is curious, why don't you pay for a copy to take a look, just throw a few money to send the beggars away, so that everyone can have fun, hahaha......"

The Zhao family is a local tyrant in Xipu County, usually in the county school, and a group of flattering classmates gathered around them, and they all followed the coaxing at this time, which made Zhao Shangqing even more unscrupulous and extremely cynical.

This excitement made many passers-by stop and watch. Li Ang is not well-known in Xipu, ordinary people basically don't know him, and they will look up to the students of the county school. At least in terms of public opinion, most of everyone is on the side of Zhao Shangqing's group of students.

Whew! The folding fan in Li Ang's hand was opened in one piece. "Come, little sister raise your head, you don't have to bow your head in front of a group of frivolous and ignorant people." Come, turn the page and read it with the eldest brother. I want to teach some frogs at the bottom of the well to know. They might as well be a beggar for food. ”

"Hmm!" Hua Xiaomei blushed, nodded heavily, and then turned a page, Li Ang glanced at it, and then began to teach Hua Xiaomei to read: "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian ...... wine"

"Vulgar! Tacky! ”

"What a beggar's work!"

"Hahaha..."

After Li Ang finished reciting the two sentences, Zhao Shangqing and the others immediately attacked with mockery. Leon shook his fan, the smile on his face still the same. It wasn't until Zhao Shangqing and the others were tired of laughing that he continued to recite: "I don't know the Heavenly Palace, what year is it tonight?" ”

"Hahaha...... Even the rhyme is not right, this is also called poetry? Everyone said that it was ridiculous, and I laughed to death! Laugh at me! Zhao Shangqing laughed exaggeratedly, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and in the end, he suddenly found that no one around him was laughing at him. I can't help but "Huh! He straightened up and looked at his little friend in surprise.

"I want to go back with the wind. I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is unbearable! "Li Ang's folding fan and big sleeves are drawn to the sky during the recitation, and the breeze blows, and the big sleeves flutter and come out of the dust.

This kind of thinking is like a roc that straightens up thousands of miles. Such as the wind soaring, feathering and ascending to the immortal, wandering in the mysterious universe, the nine days of Qionglou Yuyu, what a real seems to be in the world!

When Li Ang taught Hua Xiaomei to finish reciting a water tune song, the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear the needles falling.

After a while. Suddenly, someone asked weakly: "Do you really sell twenty poems for your poetry collection?" I ....... I want a copy. ”

"Brother Huang, you!" Zhao Shangqing saw that his closest friend really wanted to pay for it, his face was extremely ugly, and he pulled the scholar surnamed Huang and said, "Brother Huang, isn't it just a broken poem?" Can't get on the table, what's the good ......"

"That's great! Brother Zhao, to be honest, this word is really good! This one alone is worth more than 20 times, and I bought it. ”

"Brother Huang!" Zhao Shangqing shouted, but found that the boys around him were looking at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at fools, "What are you looking at?" What to look at......" Zhao Shangqing was annoyed and angry.

Li Ang snorted, closed the folding fan, patted it on the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "Since you have made fun of me, now, twenty guan, I won't sell it, fifty guan!" No less. ”

"Hey! This benevolent brother, you can't be like this, how can you sit on the ground and raise the price for twenty guan that you clearly said? ”

"Hahaha...... I don't sell books, it's the most gorgeous words in the world, this book is priceless, do you like to buy it or not. ”

"I'll buy it!" Someone from outside the crowd suddenly squeezed in and said loudly.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, fifty times a book, fifty times!

Most ordinary families have less than 50 yuan of all their family property combined. Could it be that this is a book from heaven, and it can be sold for fifty times.

Li Ang didn't expect that someone would really spend fifty yuan to buy his own book, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a mediocre appearance, the kind that he couldn't find if he threw it into the pile.

I saw him take out a bag of gold and say, "This Lang Jun, I don't have so many copper coins around me, can I use gold?" ”

Yes! Of course, if you really use copper coins to buy it, I will pull a few hundred catties of copper coins back, and I am not happy with it.

Li Ang swept the middle-aged man's gold with his hand, and it was almost enough. He didn't go to the scales, so he handed a copy of "Huanhuaxi Poetry Collection" to the middle-aged man.

"Thank you Li Langjun!" The middle-aged man took the book, shook it for a long time, and then withdrew. Leon noticed that he was walking towards a carriage, the side window of which was covered with a light veil, and a beautiful woman could be faintly seen sitting in the carriage.

Li Ang smiled faintly, turned back to Hua Xiaomei and said: "Okay, Xiaomei put away your private money and continue to sell, if you can sell a few more copies, you will become a little rich woman, hahaha......."

"Brother Li, I don't ....... I don't ......"

"Don't me, I'll scream!"

"Sell books! Strange Books of the World, Twenty ........."

"No, it's fifty now."

"Oh!"

Hua Xiaomei's face was joyful, apprehensive, surprised, dizzy, and like a dream.

On the carriage, Xiao Luan watched Li Ang and his entourage shouting and walking away before opening the new book he had just acquired. There are small scene illustrations in the book, and the printing is okay, but the poems collected in it are the first of them, which fascinates her.

Xiao Luan read the twenty poems collected in the book in one go, and then couldn't help but close his eyes and reminisce, "Far above the cold mountain stone path, there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Such verses are really fragrant to read.

Xiao Luan found that he couldn't see Li Ang more and more clearly, the poems "Huanhuaxi Monk ......." were unheard of, could it really be that Li Ang wrote it alone?

If he had done it, with his skill, why would he go out into the streets and sell it? What did he want?

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PS: The state has recovered slightly, which is a good result. After a few days, I have to go to Chongzuo to ask for medicine, and now I have taken Chinese medicine for two months, and I feel that I have become a medicine jar every day, and I really hope that it will get better, so that the update can be accelerated.

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(To be continued......)