After half a ring, only a "creak" was heard, and the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe came out of the room.

"Brother Horizon, what is it worth your late night visit?" Zhuang Hanmo asked indifferently.

Hearing this, Zhong Hongxin pulled Xiang Yongning behind him to his side, and said in response:

"Zhuang Confucian Sheng, this kid ruined Confucianism with poetry with people, but he is a student of your academy, under the tutelage of Cai Geng, and I happened to be there so I sent him back."

"Oh? Who ruined his Confucian heart? ”

Zhuang Hanmo is no stranger to Xiang Yongning, this is Cai Geng's proud protégé, he stepped into Confucianism at a young age, and he is one of the best in the entire academy, which can be said to have an unlimited future.

Hearing the news that Xiang Yongning's heart had been ruined, Zhuang Hanmo couldn't help frowning, and his face was annoyed.

can ruin Confucianism to Xiang Yongning's poetry, at least he should be a great Confucian.

It is a bully to the younger generation of poetry, but I didn't expect the other party's to ruin Xiang Yongning's Confucianism, which is not an ordinary bad nature.

Zhong Hongxin arched his hand and hurriedly responded: "It's a young man of the same age as this kid." ”

"Young people of the same age? How is this possible? Do you know that Xiang Yongning is a Confucian teacher? Zhuang Hanmo showed a look of disbelief, how could a young man similar to Xiang Yongning ruin his Confucian heart to Xiang Yongning, who was the right poet?

Could it be that the young man is still a big Confucian? It's absolutely impossible!

Zhong Hongxin understood Zhuang Hanmo's mood at this time, and patiently explained with a slight bow: "Zhuang Rusheng, I know that this kid is a Confucian master, and the young man who is looking at him is really the same age as him, how dare I joke with you about this kind of thing?" ”

"Is it possible that the man used a disguise technique?" Zhuang Hanmo still didn't want to believe it, and made assumptions.

"I've seen it with Confucianism, but I didn't find anything out of the ordinary."

Regarding this, Zhong Hongxin had already thought of it, and when Lu Yanqing walked to the backyard, Zhong Hongxin used Confucianism to investigate Lu Yanqing.

"Could it be a seizure?"

"Uh...... I don't know about this, but it's a bit of a possibility. ”

Although it is rare in this world, it is not completely absent.

To be honest, Zhong Hongxin didn't want to admit that those poems were written by a young man in his early twenties;

If a young man in his early twenties can have such a poetic talent, then wouldn't he have read the books of sages for more than 30 years to the belly of a dog?

Although everyone's talent is different, it can't be so outrageous, and it's a good assumption to give up.

"What kind of poems is that young man right about?" Zhuang Hanmo continued to ask, this is not a trivial matter, and it is necessary to understand the ins and outs of the matter.

Zhong Hongxin pondered for a moment, and then said: "The autumn clouds do not disperse, the frost flies late, and the dry lotus is left to listen to the sound of the rain...... The young man Bo Lu has been watching for a thousand years, and he has not collected it. ”

After listening to Zhong Hongxin's recitation, he saw Zhuang Hanmo's pupils widen slightly, revealing a look of shock.

At this time, he was completely immersed in the artistic conception of these seven poems, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

And Zhong Hongxin also showed a look of nostalgia, and his face was full of admiration.

After half a quarter of an hour, Zhuang Hanmo came back to his senses and whispered: "Good poetry, really good poetry, even I am ashamed of myself, it is comparable to the demeanor of a poet." ”

I didn't expect Zhuang Hanmo's evaluation of these seven poems to be so high, Zhong Hongxin was slightly surprised.

Even the Confucian saints of the time are ashamed of themselves, and the poetry talent of the poet is enough to compose poetry.

"Where is that man at this time?" Zhuang Hanmo asked a little urgently.

Zhong Hongxin was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and responded: "In a green building called Yunni Tower in Yongan County. ”

"Oh? How could it be in that kind of place of wind and moon? Zhuang Hanmo looked disgusted when he heard this, that kind of wind and moon was spurned by him.

"Zhuang Rusheng, you don't know, 'The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled.' The poems are also written by the young man, I think you must have heard of it, right? These verses were made in Oiran's order to fly flowers; And this kid had to be different from the young man, so he ended up like this. ”

Looking at Xiang Yongning, who was glazed over, Zhong Hongxin showed regret on his face.

It's naturally right to meet friends with Yiwen, but this matter is really a provocation to Yongning first, and it is really a poor person who must have something to hate.

"Well, in that case, let me meet him; Please also ask Brother Horizon to stay in the courtyard for one night, this kid will also be taken care of by you; Don't make a noise for now, I'll talk about it when I get back. ”

As he spoke, a fiery look flashed in Zhuang Hanmo's eyes, obviously he couldn't wait to explore Lu Yanqing's reality.

"Okay, then Zhuang Rusheng will go quickly, just leave this kid to me to take care of."

Zhuang Hanmo nodded to Zhong Hongxin, and then flicked his green sleeves, and a long sword flew out of his sleeve and hung in front of Zhuang Hanmo.

Without being stunned any longer, Zhuang Hanmo stepped on his sword. Edgeworth flew straight towards Yunni Tower in Yongan County.

Looking at Zhuang Hanmo's dashing back leaving, Zhong Hongxin couldn't help but show envy, the people of Confucianism and Taoism are far from being comparable to themselves.

……

Inside the backyard cottage of Yunni Tower.

At this time, Mo Wan's cigarette clothes were not paralyzed in Lu Yanqing's arms, panting slightly; And Lu Yanqing completely entered the sage mode, even if there was such a piece of delicate nephrite lying in his arms, Lu Yanqing was not moved at all.

Two days of hard work in a row made Lu Yanqing's waist a little empty, if Lu Yanqing felt that he was going to die in Mo Wanyan's arms one night.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanqing smiled a little bitterly, let's hurry up and end the rest of the bath, if there is something to do, I won't be confused by Mo Wanyan, a little goblin.

At this moment, I heard a sudden knock on the door, "Lu Yanqing came out and saw it." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yanqing couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and the sound outside the door also woke up Mo Wanyan.

Mo Wanyan woke up from his dream in a daze, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, hugged Lu Yanqing tightly and asked in a coquettish voice, "Lu Lang, who is outside?" ”

At this time, Lu Yanqing was no longer sleepy, and the voice of the middle-aged man outside the door was very unfamiliar to Lu Yanqing, but he could accurately report his name, which made Lu Yanqing's heart tighten.

"I'll go out and have a look." Lu Yanqing replied in a deep voice, and then broke free from Mo Wanyan's embrace, put on his clothes and walked lightly towards the door.

Since the man was able to find this place, he was obviously sure that he was in it, and hiding in the house was not the way to go, so it was better to go out and meet the man.

Pushing open the door, I saw a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe standing in front of the door, looking like a scholar, which made Lu Yanqing vaguely guess the origin of this person, so he arched his hand towards this person and asked: "Down there is Lu Yanqing, may I ask you?" ”

The middle-aged man spread his fan, gently fanned it twice on his chest, and introduced himself: "I am the third elder of Yuxi Academy. ”

"The Third Elder of Yuxi Academy? Aren't you a Confucian saint? ”

Lu Yanqing was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that he would let the Confucian Sage visit in person, which surprised him, obviously this person must have come to Yongning......