Chapter 128: Coming from a humble family

Although they are wearing literati clothes, but behind the hem of the clothes, they are all open crotch pants, if the action is too big, accidentally people turn on their backs, it is not just as simple as funny.

The emperor of the previous dynasty once knocked on Erlang's leg to see his courtiers, revealing indecent organs and being criticized. Now it's not those mud legs in the village who are here, all of them are school masters, how can he blindly imitate them?

But others are still admonishing.

"Brother Mo swept everyone's interest."

"Brother Shigeru has danced, why can't you?"

Li Fuzi seemed to have guessed that Zhang Wenjian would resist, and said: "If you don't want to participate in this reincarnation, when I danced the five birds just now, you should leave, and come back when I finish punching." But if you don't leave, you join by default. How can you fool yourself at this point? ”

Zhang Wenjian frowned and remained silent. Some others felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and they also began to help Zhang Wenjian fight sloppiness, but they were drowned out by other voices.

Li Fuzi snorted and said angrily: "If you really don't like the Five Birds Opera, you might as well blow a few songs for everyone to cheer up." It's better than disturbing our interest with such a cold face. ”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Wenjian stood up, blushed with anger, and glared at Master Li.

Just now Master Li asked these two handymen to blow the pipe, and now he asked him to play the pipe?

Could it be that he was also regarded as a handyman who played the qin?

This is in the Fu Man Building, not in the Teaching Division!

Just because he comes from a humble family, can he be so humiliated?! This is not the first time!

The grievances between the two stem from their identities.

From Zhang Wenjian's first day in school, it can be clearly felt that Li Fuzi always shows off his identity in front of him and belittles the poor. If it weren't for the fact that Ming Xuan had abandoned literature and started business today, he would not have put the contradiction in front of everyone.

"You must not sweep Yaxing because of this reincarnation, I heard that several of them are school masters. The little woman heard a poem that day, which was sung by someone else, and someone on the side of the road argued. Some people say that this poem is good, some people say that this poem is empty and nothing, and now it is just the right opportunity to ask the master to answer the questions of the little girl. ”

Tang and Rou jumped out and forcibly reversed the subject.

Li Fuzi turned his head to stare at her, as if he wanted to drive her away.

The leader of Jiang Fuzi finally spoke up: "Okay, good, good, little girl, do you remember the poem you heard that day?" ”

Tang Yourou smiled, "I remember, when I set up the stall that day, the others quarreled for a long time, analyzing sentence by sentence, I heard that the ear calluses were about to come out, and now I can recite it like a stream." But I have not been enlightened, and I don't know what it means. ”

She coughed lightly and chanted aloud, "The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together." Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river! ”

"This poem...... It's fun to taste......"

"Hey, this picture is really beautiful."

"Who wrote the poem? Not bad! ”

Seeing that no one agreed to him, Li Fuzi snorted and returned to his seat.

Zhang Wenjian over there also sat down, bowed his head and ate the food silently, occasionally frowning at Tang Yourou.

He had already recognized her as the little girl from the Tang family in the village, and when Xiu Mu returned home a while ago, he heard his younger brother mention her, saying that the little girl had become different from before.

I didn't expect to see her here.

Tang and Rou wandered between the seats in the private room, discussing the first four sentences of "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night" with others, and once the other party said something high-minded, she went to fill the cup with wine.

A few masters had never seen such an active table girl, and they said that they were students, and this little girl was just a handyman, and she shouldn't have been so close.

But because the conversation is exciting, I don't feel arrogant.

Jiang Fuzi tasted it carefully, "The old man thinks that this poem is very new, it seems to be the words of Yuefu, and there should be a few paragraphs." He asked Tang Yourou, "Do you recognize the person who wrote this Yuefu?" Did he write the rest? ”

Tang Yourou smiled: "I don't know this person, maybe it's not finished yet." ”

This "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" is written by Zhang Ruoxu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty in another time and space, which can be called a solitary piece to suppress the whole Tang Dynasty.

Just looking at the first four sentences is just a peek at the leopard in the tube, and you can't see the good or bad, but if you say the rest of the rest, the artistic conception is too beautiful and shocking, maybe it will make Kang Jin's literati ashamed to think about it behind closed doors, and she lied that people haven't finished writing it yet.

Only when the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the lower industries prosper, can they have enough energy and time to nurture brilliant spiritual and cultural works. Achievements that can be recorded in the history books often require countless idlers to succeed each other before someone can become a master.

The Tang Dynasty was so prosperous, and it was not uncommon for there to be a lot of excellent poems.

And this Kang Jin Dynasty continued to be a disaster year, the people were poor, there were officials and eunuchs in the court, traitors were in power, the nobles were getting richer and richer, and the common people were getting poorer and poorer. Even if there is a career path, if a poor student has no background, he will be a county magistrate at most, where can anyone concentrate on writing poetry?

It is no wonder that Zhang Wenjian is depressed in his heart and regards his background as a reverse scale.

But if this Master Li really has any status and status, where would he be a master in such a small county? Most of them are just relying on which big man is related to him, and he deliberately shows off.

Xiao Er is here to serve the food again.

only heard the sound of "knock" and "bang", and everyone was stunned and then quiet.

The reincarnation disc was pushed down by the second handler.

In this way, cheap wood that was not strong was used, and the central shaft was broken all of a sudden, and the mortise and tenon components were scattered all over the ground like building blocks.

The little two who hit the disc pretended to be innocent, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed again and again: "The little one is damned, the little one has disturbed your Yaxing!" Little damn it! ”

He's the one who intercepted them at the door of the private room!

Tang and Rou looked at the turntable on the ground, and their hearts suddenly brightened.

It's not that she or Xiaoba hated it, but that some people didn't like this plan to sell wine and obstructed it in every way. The gangster in the lobby yesterday was instructed by someone.

Who has to do with selling alcohol?

Who doesn't want Fu Man Lou to sell wine?

She immediately remembered the account room Song Zhizhang she saw when she went down to the wine cellar, there was no direct evidence, but this person was very suspicious.

Tang Yourou sneered, raised his head, and changed it to a clear smile of a little girl, and his voice was crisp, "Masters, you have to forgive him, he is always so clumsy." Fortunately, I didn't knock over your food! She snatched the plate from the little second-hand, distributed the dishes to the masters, and drove the second child away, "This brother, you are so stupid, let's go out!" You're not as good as me, so don't always think about coming to this private room to earn money. The little eight standing over there are smarter than you. Otherwise, how could the proprietor send us to the private room? ”

The masters were a little embarrassed just now because of this turntable, and now they saw that the turntable was easily destroyed, and they were a little at a loss.

But this little girl was articulate, and her words turned the atmosphere of the audience around, even if there were some messy wood scattered on the ground, it was not in the way. Anyway, they just sit and eat and don't need to walk back and forth in the middle.