The next morning, Bai Zhi called Nanqiang several times, Nanqiang was reluctant to get up and wash, after three bars of sunshine, Bai Zhi saw that at this hour, Mr. Yan was almost at the house, looking at the people who couldn't sleep, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Miss, today is Mr. Yan coming to the house to teach, and it will be too late if you can't afford it."

Seeing that Nanqiang only frowned lightly and was unmoved, Bai Zhi continued to urge.

Nanqiang spun around and buried his head under the pillow.

Bai Zhi sighed angrily: "Miss can't afford it anymore, Mama Mu is coming!" ”

When Nanqiang heard this, he really cheered up and sat up.

As soon as Nanqiang sat up, Bai Zhi beckoned, and the slaves and maids standing around him came forward with things in their hands.

Washing and changing, waiting for Nanqiang to sit at the table full of breakfast, smelling the smell of meat, Nanqiang woke up.

"The mandarin duck balls in Shuangxi Building, the meat buns in the south shop, the crystal elbow in the north village, and the fish soup porridge in the guest house." Counting the names of the dishes on the table, Nanqiang was in good spirits.

Bai Zhi handed Nanqiang a cup of tea dew that gargled in the morning: "These slaves reported it when the young lady was asleep. Nanqiang was reluctant to get up, and slept more and more sweetly. It seems that the only one who can wake up Miss Mu is Mama Mu. ”

The slave maid on the side lowered her head and snickered, and Nanqiang's face gradually became gloomy.

"Miss, hurry up and eat, at this hour, Mr. Yan is going to the mansion, and the county lord and the fourth lady are already waiting for the old man in the school."

"Got it, got it!" Nan Qiang's face was full of displeasure, Bai Zhi was chattering, and Nan Qiang suddenly felt that the temperament of Poria Cocos' wooden fish head was very suitable for serving in front of him.

Mr. Yan is a Nanhuai scholar, and there are many students, which can be described as peach and plum all over the world.

In her early years, Princess Nanhuai invited the elderly Mr. Yan to teach in the mansion, and it took a few years to run more than 100 times before she invited this Mr. Yan to the mansion.

For this reason, Princess Nanhuai also specially set up a quiet school for Mr. Yan to set up a quiet school in the Houlin Garden of the Fuzhong.

"Didn't the old gentleman say that he went to Kyoto to participate in the academic arena and discuss something with many scholars in the Great Zhou? How did you come back so soon. "Nanqiang is a little worried.

"Miss, Mr. Yan has been in Kyoto for more than half a year."

"If you want me to say, he should have more discussions with his rich bachelors, Kyoto is prosperous, and it would be better to stay in Kyoto and not come back."

The weather in mid to late February is still cool, the school is located in the Nanhuai Queen Forest Garden, there is a peach blossom forest in the Hou Forest Garden, and the peach blossoms sprout buds in February.

Nanqiang walked all the way to the school, and Mr. Yan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he saw that Nanqiang was still as reckless as before.

Nanqiang sat in his seat, listened to a few words of the knower, and wanted to take a nap, Nanqiang stretched his waist and yawned.

Mr. Yan paced in the hall, and after a while, the old man said in a slur voice: "Then choose any thing with peach blossoms and green bamboos today, improvise a poem, and the county lord will come first." ”

When Nan Zhao heard this, he got up and saluted Mr. Yan, and said after a moment of silence: "The peach blossoms in March are warm and the spring breeze is warm, and the iron horseshoe is wanton, chasing the white dust with the wind, and the general is smiling at the cold winter on the saddle. ”

Old Mr. Yan pondered for a moment and nodded: "Well, the will of the county lord." Nanori, what about you. ”

Nan Ori lifted the hem of her skirt, got up with a smile, and bowed her chin.

"Zhucui is hungry and cold, and the peach blossoms are spring."

Mr. Yan thought about it carefully, and then he said, with a bang, when he came to Nanqiang, Nanqiang was dozing off with his eyelids closed, and Mr. Yan knocked on the table.

Nanqiang was excited, picked up the pen and pretended.

Old Mr. Yan glanced at Nanqiang, "What about you." ”

Nanqiang was puzzled, and glanced at Bai Zhi in the distance, and Bai Zhi pointed to the peach blossoms outside. Nanqiang followed Bai Zhi's gaze and was even more confused.

Mr. Yan was slightly angry, with his hands behind his back and a ruler in his hands.

Nan Weaving on the side whispered: "Sir, let us choose one of the bamboo and peach blossoms to compose a poem." ”

Nanqiang smiled dryly, and for a moment, a pair of eyes rolled around.

There was light in Nanqiang's eyes, and the small hand he held patted the palm of his other hand. A look of ambition is bound to win: "Sir, this is simple. ”

Mr. Yan's face sank: "Since it's simple, let's talk about it." ”

Nanqiang coughed lightly a few times and said loudly: "The peach blossoms are blooming, the breeze is gusting, if you want to ask the peach blossom wine, it is naturally sweet and delicious!" ”

Mr. Yan listened to the first two sentences, quite reluctantly, and his complexion was also a little soothing, and in the last two sentences, Mr. Yan was furious, and his beard was raised.

Mr. Yan raised the ring ruler in his hand and hit Nanqiang's hand.

Nanqiang's peach blossom eyes were slightly surprised: "Mr. asked me to compose a poem, and I did it, why did you beat me for no reason?" ”

Mr. Yan stroked his chest and fell: "You don't even count this limerick, but you also have the cheeks to call it poetry?" ”

"How not count, the peach blossoms are blooming, the breeze is gusting, it is very rhyming, catchy, easy to understand, Miss Ben thinks it is a masterpiece."

"You still dare to say that it is a good poem, how can the old man have a stubborn, unlearned, and proud student like you! Look at Wenren Zhongshu, at your age, he has a lot of academic expertise and has become a literary leader. Look at you again, rotten wood can't be carved! Rotten wood cannot be carved!! ”

"What is Zhongshu who hears it, what does it have to do with me, how am I a rotten wood! My Da Zhou woman, even if she is full of economy and wealth, she is rich and rich, and she is not too high to be the same as men, and she is an official in the exam! ”

"Literature, is it not for the pursuit of fame and fortune to study! If you are unliterate and far-sighted, short-sighted, and wise! ”

Nanqiang stiffened his neck: "That person has his own ambitions, the old gentleman said that I am a rotten wood, it is not right for the old gentleman!" ”

Nan Zhao saw Nan Qiang messing around like this, and asked the scholar on the side to help Mr. Yan.

"You don't listen to the old gentleman's lecture well, but you are messing around, what is the respect for the teacher?! Don't apologize to the old gentleman yet. ”

Nan Qiang's arrogance was extinguished, and he lowered his head: "Mr. Yan, it is Nanqiang who is abrupt and rude, it is Nanqiang who is short-sighted, does not know how to insult academics, and speaks wildly. ”

Nan Zhao listened with a pale face, and suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, and reprimanded: "Don't sit down yet, listen to the old gentleman's lecture carefully." ”

Nan Qiang's eyes were full of displeasure, Mr. Yan was angry, Mr. Yan returned to the hall, talked for a few hours, and snorted coldly and walked away.

Nan Zhao hurriedly followed behind Mr. Yan, and Nan Zhi looked at Mama Mu not far away who hurriedly walked over, followed by a maid holding the handle of a dozen people.

"Third sister, Mama Mu is here." Nan Weaving's voice was soft, and Nan Qiang always felt that Nan Weaving was not in good health, so he couldn't breathe when he spoke.

Nan Zhi continued: "It should be that the third sister refuted Mr. Yan just now, and she didn't respect the teacher, but my grandmother knew. ”

Nanqiang turned his head sideways and saw that Mama Mu's face was as pale as cold iron, and the soles of her feet were walking quickly.