"Teacher Shiwen, you should know that my favorite is words! If this son can write a poem here and now, then I will also recognize this teacher. ”

frowned slightly, for the first time that several of them jointly recommended people, but they could only get such a result, these recommenders were also a little dissatisfied. But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction. They couldn't say anything. It is the family that chooses the teacher, and there is also a father of the prime minister who leans towards the government and the opposition. A few people who are just literati dare not offend this eldest lady.

As for the night, there was not much anger. Since you want to see your own vocabulary skills, let's show it a little.

"Miss Jun, since you asked for it, then I'll give you a song!"

After a moment of silence, the burning gaze seemed to see through Jun Qianyu.

A little dodgy, but in the other party's gaze, there is no hint of silver evil. This makes Jun Qianyu have no way to reprimand. glanced at the feather spirit beside Cangye, hoping that this girl, whose appearance was higher than herself, could misunderstand a little and pull this young man with a compelling gaze away from here. But after just one glance, she knew that it was useless to count on Yu Ling. Didn't you see that beautiful girl looking at the boy with a sweet face!

She has also had such a smile. Naturally, I understand what this means. With such an expression, how could he have a little doubt about the man he loved deeply?

In the end, after staring at Jun Qianyu for a while, Cang Ye slowly spoke.

"Light partridges, lovesick dirt, endless talking, and once wanted to chant three more autumns. Dancing alone under the shadow of a thousand layers, the moon is not there, how can the empty cup become three eyes, call people, correct, correct!

"Turn the green boat, low attic, look at the thousands of rivers, just hope to be able to stay together for a while. The court makes snow for the green silk twilight, the red face is old, how can people be easy to keep, the words are, sorrow! sorrow!

As soon as the words came out, the whole building was in an uproar. They didn't expect that this teenager, who could create a new generation of poetry, would have such a kung fu!

Correct! Correct!

Sorrow! Sorrow!

What kind of literary style can make such a shocking and beautiful sentence!

It's not the same as their simple appreciation. At this time, Jun Qianyu was shocked. Utterly shocked.

A beautiful poem about a girl dancing and missing her lover seems to have been made especially for her! Could this boy really be able to see through his own heart? Otherwise, how could he make such a sentence!

smiled slightly, but found that the expression on his face was already a little stiff because of the shock. After forcibly showing a hint of a smile, Jun Qianyu slowed down for a while before slowly recovering. Finally squatted lightly and said to the night

"The son is talented, but it is not something that ordinary people like me can take it, this master, I admit it!"

Hearing Jun Qianyu's words, several people were not surprised, such a talented man with both poetry and poetry, if it weren't for a beautiful girl beside him, then I'm afraid he would also be a hero who fascinated tens of millions!

"Since you have found the teacher, then please follow me back to the house and meet my father!" After finishing speaking, he held back the night slightly, but found that he was looking at him with a smile on his face. The heart that had been calm beat again. didn't say anything more, and hurriedly took the maid who was as delicate as a porcelain doll and walked towards the backyard.

And Cang Ye also took Yu Ling's arm, followed a few old men, and walked towards the backyard.

When you come out of the attic, you will see an open compound. To be able to own such a large piece of land in Yanjing, where every inch of land is valuable, to build such an attic, the owner behind all this must have an unusual status in this country!

Suddenly, the word prime minister came to his mind. Only the prime minister can use such a great power to circle such a piece of land. This can also explain why the attic has not yet been inscribed, and this daughter can be used.

With these people, they got into the carriage, and in the bumpy road, Cang Ye and Yu Ling slowly drove towards the mansion that belonged to the prime minister...

It didn't take long for the night to feel the carriage stop. There is no perception of release, since you want to live quietly below, then that feeling of full control, don't want it for the time being.

I lifted the curtains and took a look outside.

The first thing I saw was a pair of stone statues of giant lion-shaped monsters that were three feet high. Looking up, the two tall gilded characters of "Junfu" were hung on the gate that was two feet away.

Seeing this, Cangye also knew that he had arrived at the place. Holding Yu Ling's arm, he slowly stepped out of the carriage. With the looks of him and Yu Ling, the golden boy and jade girl, it looks like a pair of scholars.

"The Junfu is really magnificent! It is worthy of being the place where the prime minister of the dynasty lives. ”

I felt that there was also a master walking beside me. Cangye said with a little emotion. Such a grand door dimension, although it can't be compared with the Qingxia Sect. But that's the world of warriors after all. For a mortal, it is remarkable to be able to have such a magnificent mansion.

"What Mr. Cang said is very true. The Prime Minister is a wise and high-ranking official of my Tonghai Empire once in a thousand years. His talent is not just for governing the country. In the course of business, countless people are beyond the reach of countless people! In the 30 years he has been an official, he has never received a state's salary, and even every time there is a famine, he is always the first official to donate his property. Therefore, in the entire Tonghai Empire, you can not know who the emperor is, but you can't not know who the prime minister of Tonghai is!"

Hearing this, although he was laughing on the surface, Cangye's heart moved slightly. Even though this world is different from the original time and space, the general idea is still relatively similar. After all, where there are people, there will not be much difference in thinking.

In this way, although this prime minister seems to be beautiful, he is actually on the verge of danger. The reputation is more than that of the imperial lord, but he has no strength of his own. There is not even an ancient family behind it, such a character will sooner or later be the result of a full house of ruins.

Smiled lightly, he was not a savior in the night, there were more such officials in the world. He could save one, but he couldn't save them all. Every era has a theme of the era, and he doesn't want to interfere with anything. However, if the prime minister really suits his heart, then it is not a big deal to make a move.

took Yu Ling's arm and walked into the house with everyone.

All the way twists and turns, after a lot of road sections, I came to the hall of the waiter. At this time, the Prime Minister had not yet arrived. As an imperial chief, he didn't have so much time to wait for these literati.

Maybe it was a report from someone, maybe it was set at this time, and it didn't take long for the prime minister to come here.

Looking at this powerful minister of the empire a little, the first feeling given to Cangye is a kind of righteousness. Although he has not cultivated, the aura of Haoran in this prime minister is even stronger than that of those Confucian cultivators who use the absorption of Haoran's righteousness as their main means!

At first glance, Cangye was full of a good impression of him.

When the night looked at him, the prime minister was also scanning the night slightly. The founder of the new poetic genre, and the nameless phrase in the attic, none of them do not indicate the talent of this young man.

Look at the indifferent eyes and transparent pupils of this night. looked at the beautiful girl with a sweet face beside her. For the first time, Jun Qing had the feeling that he couldn't see through a person. Thinking about it, I was slightly distracted. Shook his head gently. First of all, I performed a few junior etiquette to a few great Confucian families, and then I came to the front of the two of them.

"This is Gongzi Cang! I have also heard of Gongzi's great talent, and it is her blessing to be able to bother you to teach Yu'er!"

The prime minister is the prime minister, and he speaks so well. If Cang Ye was just an ordinary talented teenager, hearing a powerful prime minister say this to him, I'm afraid he would really be grateful!

However, there are so many big people I have seen that I can't remember it at night. Even if he is a lord of the country, he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Seeing that Cangye still looked salty and not light, Jun Qing became more and more convinced that Cangye's background was extraordinary. How could an ordinary family cultivate such a genius?

Maybe it's because he's busy, the imperial prime minister just met everyone and left here in a hurry.

Seeing that the people they wanted to see had left, these literati also left one after another, and as for the few people who had been selected as teachers, they walked towards the residence of the house under the leadership of several subordinates.

The one who led the night was the personal maid of Jun Qianyu.

Following behind this beautiful maid, Cangye left here all the way. The people of Qingxia Mountain would never have thought that this peerless talent, who was overwhelmed by tens of millions of ancient disciples, would become a teacher who taught other people's poems.

Becoming a teacher is Cangye's favorite profession. In his previous life, he became a martial arts teacher teaching martial arts after graduation, and it was only for some reason that he applied to be transferred to the library as an administrator. However, he has never forgotten that dream. Now in this world, I don't know how much time I have to wait here in order to wait for the one that makes his heart throb at the next time. Since you have decided to live an ordinary life and still be able to fulfill your dreams, why not?

Just as everyone had gone their separate ways for a while, the maid who had led the way suddenly stopped. He looked at the feather spirit next to Cangye with a little concern, and said to Cangye.

"Young Master Cang, my young lady has some questions about your poem, and I don't know if I can move it a little. But don't worry, it won't take you too long. ”

The previous words were said to Cangye, but when they got to the back, they were obviously directed towards Yu Ling.

Seven tricks exquisite daughter's heart, it's such a woman, if it's a man, where will he care about the reaction of the people around him. However, to be able to become the personal maid of Miss Qianjin, who is loved by thousands of people, in such a powerful family, it is not enough to have good looks. A clear and delicate heart, that is also a must.

After saying this, the maid did not leave directly, but looked at the feather spirit beside Cangye. In her impression, such a beautiful girl, this son must be very concerned.