As soon as Yang Haifu's words fell, Fusheng and Gouwa, who had stepped into the threshold of the old ancestral hall, stopped at the same time, and the dog's face was anxious, and she suddenly turned around.

However, before the dog baby could speak, the voice of the housekeeper in the ancestral hall came from afar, and he said to Yang Haifu, "Let the uncle and nephew of the Yao family come in, Mr. Wei invites them to watch." ”

Hearing the words of the second housekeeper of the Huang Mansion, Yang Haifu's arrogance suddenly wilted, and he waved his hand angrily, "Since it is an invitation from a distinguished guest, I will make an exception for this little girl for you today." ”

After Yang Haifu finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the ancestral hall. The dog baby let out a sigh of relief, glanced at Yao Tiantian who followed in, and finally walked into the old ancestral hall with his head held high, and walked into the battlefield that belonged to him.

The old ancestral hall is the most sacred place in Yangjiatun, in the minds of the villagers in Yangjiatun, the old ancestral hall is more sacred and inviolable than the temple of a great feudal empire, which is placed in the red lacquer ranking of the ancestors and elders of Yangjiatun in the past dynasties, row after row, densely filled with the huge shrine of the god in the middle, the dense tablet is silent, has been watching this land for hundreds of years, and has blessed the villagers of Yangjiatun from generation to generation.

At this time, on the Taishi chairs on both sides of the ancestral tablet, the seventh uncle sat in the first position on the left, and his lower head was the second butler of the Huangfu invited by Yang Haifu, and next to him was Wei Xingyan, one of the two sides of today's game. The chair behind him was still empty, and it should be a place reserved for Yang Haifu.

The first position on the right row is half-lying on the third uncle who is still a little inconvenient to move, and behind the third uncle is Fang'er's father standing with his hands down, he is specially allowed to take care of the third uncle recently. A few days ago, the old village chief who took the blame for leaving his position sat next to the third uncle's hand.

Seeing the dog baby and a few of them coming in, the old village chief beckoned, pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Pengfei, first incense the ancestors, and then come here to sit." ”

The dog baby was in a trance for a moment, this was the first time he had grown so big and entered the old ancestral hall, and he was also arranged a position, all because of Mr. Yao, it was Mr. who taught him to read and write, write articles and make pairs, and the book opened a vast door for him, letting him know that there is a vast world outside Yangjiatun, so that the dog baby, who was raised by his stepmother as a kitten and puppy since he was a child, set a clear ambition, so that he had the opportunity to come here and show himself in front of his ancestors.

The dog baby was full of emotion, a little distracted for a while, and Fusheng next to him poked his waist and reminded in a low voice, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go and incense the ancestors." ”

Fusheng's reminder made the dog baby wake up from his passionate thoughts at once, he quickly straightened his clothes, walked to the front of the ranking of the ancestors and ancestors, knelt on the ground with Zen incense high, prayed silently, got up and sat down in the position designated by the old village chief.

The dog baby was full of emotion, the dog baby father who had been in the nest for a lifetime was not much better than his son, he also came in to kowtow to his ancestors when he married his daughter-in-law, he thought that he would have no chance to enter the old ancestral hall in this life, but he didn't expect that because of his son's competition, he would have the opportunity to re-enter the ancestral hall. As his son took his seat, Yang Dongchu sat down next to his son gratefully under the old village chief's eyes.

After the father and son of the dog baby were done, Fusheng and Yao Tiantian also sat in the camp of the dog baby under the instruction of the old village chief.

Everyone was already seated, and the seventh uncle cleared his throat and said, "Today is the prosperous age of my Yangjiatun, and my son Yang Pengfei of Yangjiatun asked Mr. Wei Xingyan for poetry and articles in front of the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors, and the old man made a circumstantial evidence. ”

After speaking, the seventh uncle nodded slightly at Wei Xingyan, "Mr. Wei turned out to be a guest, and he was much older than Peng Fei's later life, how is Mr. going to compete?" ”

Wei Xingyan lifted his eyelids and said casually, "Didn't he have a good splendid article?" Just take it out. However, "

Speaking of this, Wei Xingyan paused, he glanced at Yao Tiantian, who was sitting at the end, and said with disdain, "Your Mr. Village School is a person who escaped from the battle, what kind of students can he teach?" If he is afraid of embarrassment, speak early, and it is not better. ”

Receiving the other party's falcon-like eyes again, Yao Tiantian's heart was shocked, and her heart became more vigilant. The uncle proposed to ask the seventh uncle to preside over the competition, and the seventh uncle opened the ancestral hall and invited everyone in the village, so that Wei Xingyan's plan to contact the dog baby in private was ruined. The matter is already decided, he still doesn't forget to get involved with his uncle, what does he want?

Yao Tiantian's mind turned a few times, still thinking about Wei Xingyan's intentions, but the dog baby couldn't stand his agitation, stood up, and said proudly and excitedly, "My husband used to be, no matter whether he was writing poems or writing essays, he paid attention to the random movement of his heart, and his thoughts flowed naturally. Although I have done a good article before, I don't want to take advantage of you, so let's write poems on the spot! ”

As soon as the dog's voice fell, there was a sudden gust of wind outside the door, and a cloud of snow-white catkins fluttered in from the gate of the ancestral hall, and a large part of it went away with the wind, rushed to the roof beams, and even took off and, like geese, flew into the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.

There were only two clumps of catkins, which did not leave with the wind, but slowly fell in front of Wei Xingyan and the dog baby. Wei Xingyan looked at the catkins in front of him, and said casually, "Okay, since your husband still knows a little bit of the arrogance of literati, then let's compose a lyric with the theme of catkins." ”

Wei Xingyan's words just said the psychology of the dog baby, he raised his hand arrogantly, and said loudly, "Okay, just Mr. Wei!" ”

Wei Xingyan didn't answer, he looked at the snow-white catkins in front of him with a blurred look, the white, fluttering catkins seemed to evoke some good memories in him, the falcon-like eyes were much softer, he groaned for a while, and said:

"March Fangfei looks twilight.

Rouge tears sprinkled pear blossom rain.

BMW embroidered Xuan Nanmo Road.

Sheng's songs.

There are countless people who go to the green and fight grass.

I can't stop staying in spring.

The Eastern Emperor Ken Xin Shao is old.

Ande's body is like catkins.

Go with the wind.

Through the curtain to find Zhu Hu. ”

After chanting, Wei Xingyan didn't speak for a long time, as if he was still immersed in his own memories.

Yao Tiantian knew about the poems, she didn't fully understand Wei Xingyan's poems, but his look made Yao Tiantian feel a faint grievance, making people believe that he was not far-fetched, everything was experienced by him.

Of course, Yao Tiantian didn't care about his complaints, a person with falcon-like eyes and ready to catch prey at any time complained that he had caught too few rabbits. However, the words he used in his chanting such as 'Baoma', 'Xiuxuan', 'Shengge', 'Shaorong' and so on show that he definitely doesn't want to be like he claims to be, just a down-and-out feng shui gentleman who has read books for a few years, who has experienced wealth, or is still living a rich life!

Such a person should have nothing to do with a poor and out-and-out village school, let alone any grudges, so why is this Wei Xingyan targeting his uncle Yao Runzhi alone? Yao Tiantian figured out the identity of the person who came, but she was even more confused.

Yao Tiantian pulled the small abacus in his heart, and Yang Laitou had already applauded with 'pop', 'pop', 'pop', and he said eagerly, "Good words, good words, this is the best word I have heard since I was born, Mr. Wei is really amazing!" The big guy said yes. ”

I don't know who sneered softly in response to Yang Laitou's eager sycophant, and the seventh uncle who presided over the competition looked solemn, looked around at everyone with a warning general, cleared his throat, and commented fairly, "Not bad, not bad, Mr. Wei's song is proud of the fisherman, Mr. Wei's poem is tactful and fresh, with a touch of grievance, and the characteristics of catkins are pasted, which is indeed a superior work." ”

With the high evaluation of the seventh uncle, Yang Haifu also became bold, he stood up excitedly, and said to the dog baby, "You kid doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and a small village school gentleman with Yao Runzhi thinks he has learned something?" When I met a master like Mr. Wei, I knew that I was a frog at the bottom of my well, and I was embarrassed and conspicuous in front of my ancestors, I was ashamed of you! ”

The dog baby who was so deprecated by Yang Haifu didn't react, his eyes kept following the catkins that drifted away in the wind, and he looked at the sky from afar. Suddenly, the brightness in his eyes lit up little by little, and he stood up with both hands on the Taishi chair, and chanted as if no one was around:

"The spring dance in front of the old ancestral hall is carried out, and the east wind rolls evenly.

The bees and butterflies were in chaos.

A few times with the flowing water, how can it be entrusted to the dust.

Thousands of threads will never change, let him gather and divide as he goes.

Shaohua Xiu laughed without roots, and the good wind frequently borrowed his strength to send me to Qingyun. ”

After singing a song of Linjiang Immortal in one go, the dog baby spit out the cry in her heart like a rainbow: Good wind and frequent leverage, send me to Qingyun! Yao Tiantian almost fell off the chair, this, this, this is clearly the words written by Cao Xueqin's pen in that time and space, the mellow and transparent, calm and open-minded Xue Baochai in the flowery Dream of Red Mansions Grand View Garden? In addition to replacing the 'White Jade Hall' at the beginning with the 'Old Ancestral Hall' that suits the occasion, it's no longer bad for a word.

Yao Tiantian's ancient poetry attainments are not high, and she can only remember most of the ancient poems and ancient words, but for a poetry meeting in the Grand View Garden in "Dream of Red Mansions", the girls remember the poems of the catkins clearly, especially Xue Baochai's "Linjiang Immortal". This is all thanks to the vigorous national audition of Dream of Red Mansions actors, and a friend of hers participated in this audition, and the candidate was the role of Xue Baochai Bao girl.

At that time, when a group of their friends helped her prepare, she specially chose this song "Linjiang Fairy Willow Catkins", which can represent the character of Miss Bao, as the lyrics and songs to sing and sing when she is free to show her talents. I remember that the friend who ran for the election at that time once said, "I just like Sister Bao's energy," catkins were originally a light and thin thing without roots and no stumbling blocks, but according to my idea, I had to say it well so that it would not fall into the trap." Listen, how good it is, how in line with the aura of a strong woman! If you have a chance, you have to go if you don't have a chance to create an opportunity! ”