"It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!" Qin Feng rolled his eyes and complained. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I was born to be useful, I suspect that the Milky Way fell for nine days?" The black-clothed scholar frowned and whispered, disdainfully: "The top and bottom are not coherent, and the battle is not neat, it seems that your first climb to Yuelai Tower is just a fluke." ”

Mr. Liu also frowned, but looking at Qin Feng's rolling eyes, he read it again, and his eyes widened: "These are two?"

Qin Feng glanced at Liu Fuzi in surprise, and bowed slightly: "Please also borrow a pen and paper for your use." ”

It's clear that I'm going to write poetry.

The black-clothed scholar couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that this guy could really be an instant worker?

Mr. took out the pen and ink from the cabinet in the room, and saw that Mr. Liu's fingertips were a little bit, and the dry inkstone was already full of ink.

Tsk, it's amazing. Qin Feng sighed in his heart, and he was not verbose, he just picked up the pen and wrote.

The wine can not be written, but Wanglu Mountain Waterfall can be taken out to show a show, anyway, there is an incense burner mountain outside this Pengcheng, and the artistic conception is harmonious.

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days!

The words are much more arrogant than before, Qin Feng is also a little depressed in his heart, so he splashes ink, but it is also quite a bit of spirit, although this poem is written in the scene, but it is a scene to respond to the situation, Qin Feng has integrated his youthful arrogance into it, Qin Feng can't help but let out a long howl after writing, he is happy, and he is bored by that Su Luo and these two guys, but he also vomits cleanly.

Mr. Liu looked at the ink that had not yet dried, and was speechless for a long time.

This black-clothed scholar was full of disbelief, and even when Qin Feng howled just now, he was actually a little trembling, but he didn't even notice it.

"Born with a temperament, born with a temperament, a genius, a genius!" Mr. Liu understands better than that Su Gongzi what it means to be born with a literary temperament, the grammar is holy, and excellent literati can obtain the holy way of the sages from books, the so-called literary temperament, the literary qi is powerful, and when you reach the realm of the saints, you can turn yourself into a saint, a fairy means, and this naturally literate person can be described as a natural saint in general, you don't need to understand the sages, you have a literary temperament, of course, not all people who are born with a literary temperament can finally achieve literary saints, but the possibility is relatively large.

"Impossible! He's just a country boy, how can he be naturally literate!" the black-clothed scholar muttered to himself, looking unwilling to believe it.

"This kind of remarks are extremely ridiculous, Confucius has no class, and there are countless talents under his disciples, and how many of them are children of the family?" Mr. Liu sneered: "Chen Zimo, it is in vain that you came out of my own sect, but you do not cultivate the holy path, you are willing to degenerate, and you abandon literature and martial arts, it is difficult to have a right path!"

It turned out that this guy was Old Man Liu's student, no wonder there was a faint affection between the two of them, Qin Feng's face was ghostly, and he guessed a few points in his heart, maybe it was another sad story.

"You!" Chen Zimo, a scholar in black, stretched out his fingers, took a deep breath, and then said coldly: "Old horseman, you still dare to say that there is no class in teaching, between teachers and brothers, you only favor that guy and ignore us, you can be taught without class!?"

Mr. Liu faced the angry former disciple and sighed: "You go." ”

"Naturally, I want to leave, he was invincible back then, and he was ruined after all, Mr. Liu, this naturally literate genius is destined to be destroyed in your hands!hahahaha!" Chen Zimo sneered and turned into a wild laugh, pushing the door out.

"Who are you, trespassing on the yamen!?" the patrolling officer stopped him.

"Get out!" Chen Zimo's cold voice came, and Qin Feng then heard a miserable scream, from the official servant, who was silent for three seconds.

"Alas!" Mr. Liu sighed heavily, Qin Feng realized a very complicated relationship from it, and then Mr. Liu turned his eyes to himself, just about to open his mouth to speak.

Qin Feng had a hunch that the guy would definitely say when he opened his mouth, would you like to listen to me tell a story, so Qin Feng hurriedly preemptively said: "What, Mr. Liu, I don't want to listen to the story, let's go, go to the academy, and get the gold!"

"You, I~" Mr. Liu's expression was very exciting, he opened his mouth, looked at Qin Feng who was blinking, and sighed again: "Okay, let's go." ”

Qin Feng saw something incredible again.

It turns out that a scholar can also fly with a sword!

"What, Mr. Liu, can you fly lower, I'm a little afraid of heights. Qin Feng grabbed Old Man Liu's clothes to prevent himself from turning into a meatloaf.

Mr. Liu just ignored Qin Feng and didn't say a word, which made Qin Feng feel hollowed out again.

Grabbed it, grabbed it to the death, Qin Feng simply hugged Mr. Liu's arm, if you want to die, you can die together, although I am young, and I can't change my life with the old man.

"How long do you have to hold it?" Mr. Liu looked at Qin Feng expressionlessly.

"My God, it feels so good to be down-to-earth!" Qin Feng felt the power from the earth and laughed heartily.

"Then you still don't let go?" Mr. Liu held back his anger, if it weren't for this guy's natural temperament and ancient genius, Mr. Liu felt that he would definitely have to help but do it.

"Ahaha, this White Deer Academy is really magnificent. Qin Feng laughed dryly, but he didn't let go.

"Let go. Mr. Liu's head exploded.

"No!" Qin Feng shook his head resolutely: "What about the gold that was said?"

"You, at a young age, are so greedy for money, what kind of physique have you!?" Mr. Liu really can't understand this guy, he is obviously a young genius, but he looks like this from time to time, and his mouth is gold.

Qin Feng had no choice, he originally thought that Bailu Academy was the kind of super luxurious gate school, but looking at the door number that was too small to be smaller, Qin Feng regretted it, such a shabby façade, how could it be a rich place, so Qin Feng decided to leave after getting the silver.

"I want gold. "Qin Feng just won't let go, this guy caused himself to miss the county test, if he hasn't gotten the money yet, then he really lost his wife and lost his soldiers.

"Okay, I'll give it to you!" Mr. Liu almost gritted his teeth and said this, and took out a money bag from his arms with his left hand, Qin Feng saw it and hurriedly snatched it over: "Thank you, Mr. Liu." Then, Qin Feng let go of his hand, turned around, and ran away, leaving Mr. Liu with a confused face, he really didn't understand what he thought in his heart at this young age of poetry.

"Interesting. An abrupt voice remembered.

"The head of the house. Mr. Liu hurriedly bowed to the man in white in front of him.

"He is Qin Feng, who is naturally gentle?" The head of the courtyard was full of white hair, but he didn't look old, he looked just a young man with white hair, but everyone in the courtyard knew that this head of the courtyard was older than anyone else.