At the end of the song, most of the people in the audience lost their minds. Of course, the woman is obsessed with talking elegantly, but her appearance is especially better than that of a young storyteller who talks more. But the men around me are not jealous of this, why? That's not even the soul has already been taken away by the woman with the pipa in her arms, where is the rest of the eyes at this moment?

It's just that most of the people in the world are like this, and they probably have charming thoughts for some young women with a little grace and grace, but if that person is so beautiful that you can't reach it, most of them only have the meaning of looking at it from afar, and rarely have a blasphemous heart. After all, I have only heard of toads wanting to eat swan meat and flowers inserted in cow dung, but I have rarely heard of any toad who would think of going to the Lan Palace to win the laurel and take the fairy of the Heavenly Palace as a forbidden one.

The little servant who came with the very old scholar, looking at the scene on the stage, couldn't help but sigh like a little adult: "Sister Nian Xiao is better-looking, and I don't know when I will grow up, so that she can marry me quickly, it is said that there is often a child daughter-in-law among the people." Old master, can you help me go and make peace with the lord of the bell tower, and give this family matter earlier! ”

Looking at this "ambitious" boy, the old scholar who became his old master said with a smile: "Then you have to pay a lot of thresholds to the owner of the bell tower!" How do you save enough money? ”

When the little servant listened to the old man's words, his face immediately became very ugly, and he said with a sad face: "There are thousands of thresholds, and they are all of high-quality wood, so you can get a lot of silver!" I don't know where so many shameless people come from in the world, beating my family every day to read Sister Xiao's idea. Ay? By the way, old master, don't people all over the world say that you are a thousand words? Otherwise, if you write me a poem, I will take it to those princes and princesses' houses to sell, and it doesn't need to be very long, just five quatrains, and 20,000 gold is about enough to compensate the bell tower owner and his family for those thresholds! ”

When the old master heard this, he couldn't help but lose it immediately, and he was frozen by this question all of a sudden, but he just looked at the little maid's eyes full of expectation, and couldn't help but be embarrassed and said: "Old man, if I really write a word, it will be worth a thousand taels of gold, so wouldn't it be richer than the Shen family in Jinling today?" So where do we go to travel and eat and drink everywhere? Isn't it easier to go directly to the restaurant? ”

The little servant scratched his head in confusion and said, "That's right, isn't the old master in the world's mouth a lie?" ”

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help laughing and scolded: "Tell you to read more books, the so-called word is not that the old man writes a word is worth a thousand gold, but when the old man and I wrote the "Spring and Autumn Period", the Shilin literati praised me, the original words are 'Wen Wen Yili, sad and far away, thrilling, this article is a word, then a word can not be changed, can have a word to change, the study of the text is worth a thousand gold. Later, in order to make it simple, people had a word of gold! ”

"Ah, that's it? So how do I earn my threshold money? Old master, your knowledge is the best in the world, can you show me a clear way? When the little servant heard this, he was first disappointed, and then remembered that the old master who was the most learned in the world was beside him, and he couldn't help but ask humbly.

"Since changing a word is worth a thousand dollars, what is worth a thousand thresholds?" The old master was unfathomable.

Hearing the old man's ambiguous words, the little maid grimaced unhappily, and said in her heart: "As long as you encounter a question that can't be answered, you will pretend to play some profound Zen machines and slang, and it is too easy for you to be the first in the world, right?" "I probably heard through the old man's words, although he didn't pierce it to his face, but he didn't have any respect for this old man who didn't seem to have much ability, but who had won the highest reverence in the world.

It's just that with his age, I don't know how this old man, who has no ability in his eyes, is actually not only the world's best scholar at that time, but also a Confucian saint in the hearts of almost all scholars in the future. Confucianism sanctified, and then for the eternal teacher, when one day the little servant repented, he couldn't help crying bitterly, and the cry was full of repentance for his disrespect to the old master, but the old master was no longer in the world at that time. After knowing the destiny of heaven, the old master did not do it, and many words were only passed down in the world by word of mouth. And this is this little servant who is still not very conspicuous today, and after repenting and writing a book for him, he personally wrote a biography for him, so that many witty words and strange theories of this learned old master can be passed down through the ages. And this little servant is also famous for the eternity because of the book "On the Treatise of Master Cao", which was written on behalf of the sages.

It's just that at this moment, the little maid is still humming and chirping in the face of the old man's words, and there is no respect at all. And at the end of the song, the storyteller on the stage hurriedly came to the old man in three steps and two steps, bowed to the ground and said: "Student Luo Lin has seen Master Cao, Master Xian has come here, the student is late to meet him, damn it!" Zhong Wuya's real name is Wang Luolin, but such a worldly name has not been used for many years, and only in front of this old man who has learned the world, he never dared to call himself Wuya, so he called himself by a common name.

Zhong Wuya clearly knew in his heart that the so-called Zhong Wuya debated three schools, Confucianism and Taoism did win by relying on real skills, only this Confucian debate, if it wasn't for the old master in front of him, he would not have the slightest chance of winning. What is a teacher? It is not only the so-called preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, but the most important thing is the final paving and making way. Paving the road to the good said, it only takes a lot of hard work, as for making way, it takes a lot of mind and pattern. Scholars often cherish their reputation more than their lives, so they want their predecessors to make way for their younger generations to damage their reputations, which is extremely rare in the literary world for thousands of years.

Therefore, after Zhong Wuya debated the three families back then, no one questioned that Zhong Wuya's knowledge had surpassed that of Master Cao, but more of a glance of approval and admiration for this high-spirited old man, and Zhong Wuya, who was the subject of the incident back then, was especially grateful at this point!

"Well, one of them was fooled by this old man! How about you are also the owner of the Golden Bird Building? Why can't you see this old man's flickering measurement? The little maid looked at Zhong Wuya, who was respectfully saluting the old master, and couldn't help but say in his heart.

Seeing that his respect was undiminished, the old man immediately got up and said with a smile: "Wuya, yes, yes, it's better to look young!" A few of you come here too, there is no end to the treat today, you can just let go of your hands and feet! ”

A hardcover man who looked the same age as Zhong Wuya at this moment, but was dressed in coarse linen clothes, walked up to him when he heard the words and laughed loudly: "He is the richest, who else can he eat if he doesn't eat?" ”

"Amitabha, good, good!" The old man is also hungry and thirsty, so I will thank Lord Zhong in advance! The old gray cloth also took a few steps forward and smiled.

"Could this fake monk be the senior monk of Tanzhe Temple?" Yang Xiao looked at this monk who was obviously dressed as a monk but practiced Taoist etiquette, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"The three words of fake monk are particularly appropriate, Yang Xiao, you have been refined in your knowledge after becoming the owner of Tianyun Mountain Villa!" Zhong Wuya nodded approvingly.

"Mida Buddha, a fake monk is a fake monk, there is wine and meat, what does it matter if it is true, what does it matter if it is false?" The gray-clothed monk looked playful, and he didn't have the slightest demeanor of a monk.

It's just that Yang Xiao hurriedly confessed when he saw this scene: "Master, it's the kid Meng Lang!" "There is no obstacle in the heart, so there is no terror, the more the Buddhists don't take care of the fight, the easier it is for people like Yang Xiao to have respect.

"Uncle Dugu!" Dong Xiaowan looked at the young man in the coarse linen clothes and couldn't help but move the lotus step lightly, walked in front of everyone and smiled sweetly.

"Your uncle really called Dugu old, but also, if I were this stinky boy of this age, I would definitely insist on Xiao Nianxiao, Qingshan would not relax, not stalk, and cheat, and I would not give up until I got it!" The man in sackcloth smiled, and glanced at Yang Xiao with an unkind face as he spoke, with a warning in his eyes.

"Hehe, Uncle Dugu, you are naughty again, it is a great blessing for Nian Xiao to be favored by his uncle! By the way, did you bring me any gifts this time? The sycophants in front of Dong Xiaowan are obviously just foreshadowing for the bamboo pole behind, but such words seem so natural and harmonious to her.

"How can you have the face to see Xiao Nianxiao without a gift!" The man in sackcloth named Dugu said that, he took out something from his arms and handed it over.

Zhong Wuya couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this thing, and even when his vision was so high that it was almost the top of the world, he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Dugu, you are so big!" ”