Chapter Seventy-Six: Goodbye to the Copyist

Mr. Qishi is a straightforward person, happy and unhappy are written on his face, he welcomes Zhang Peng and Xu Wanyi's visit, but he is not interested in Zhang Peng's request to teach at Beiting University.

"I have already decided to go to Luming Town, Brother Xiangyin invited me to teach at Luming Academy, I yearn for it," as soon as Mr. Xiangyin was mentioned, Mr. Qishi looked at him, and his face was full of longing, which had to make Zhang Peng suspect that these two people had a serious tendency to back from the mountain.

What's so good about a place like Luming Town? Isn't teaching there the same as eating sand? How can you go to Beiting City to be comfortable? But this kind of thing can never be said in front of Mr. Qishi, he Zhang Peng is afraid of being kicked out. But since you, Mr. Xiangyin, have played the emotional card, then don't blame me for making a black move.

"Mr. Qishi's emphasis on love and righteousness is really admirable, and it is a coincidence that the younger generation also brought a handwritten letter from your old friend to visit this time," as he spoke, Zhang Peng took out the handwritten letter written by Mr. Qin to Mr. Qishi from his arms.

"It's actually Master Qin's handwriting?" When Mr. Qishi saw the handwriting on the cover of the letter, he immediately sat up, took the letter with respectful hands, and opened it to read it as if no one was around.

Xu Wanyi looked at Zhang Peng worriedly, Mr. Qishi's attitude just now made her a little worried, and Zhang Peng gave Xu Wanyi a reassuring look.

When he was young, Mr. Qishi put away the letter, his face was hesitant, and finally he sighed: "Master Qin's words are sincere and sincere, and every word is beautiful, but it makes me difficult to choose." ”

Zhang Peng smiled and nodded, and arched his hand and said: "Since Mr. needs to think carefully, then the two of them will no longer bother with the county lord, and tomorrow if Mr. has a decision, he can notify the two of me, and the two of us will be on call." ”

After speaking, Zhang Peng said to Xu Wanyi, who was obviously still a little stunned: "Madam, the bell of Luochen Mountain is beautiful, and the winter snow scene is a must, so we must not come in vain." ”

Although Xu Wanyi was puzzled, she still understood Zhang Peng's micro-expression, nodded and said, "What the husband said is true." ”

"Mr. Qishi has lived in Luochen Mountain for many years, and he must be quite familiar with the scenery of Luochen Mountain, I don't know if I can give a point or two for the younger generation," Zhang Peng said respectfully.

Mr. Qishi smiled faintly and summoned a disciple of the same age as Zhang Peng behind him: "Young uncle, you have lived in Luochen Mountain for more than ten years with your teacher, and you also know the beautiful scenery of Luochen Mountain very well, so you will be a guide for the county lord and the two horses, and you must let the two distinguished guests enjoy the tour." ”

"Yes, teacher, disciple obeys," the young disciple bowed and obeyed.

Mr. Qishi smiled and introduced to Zhang Peng: "County Lord, County Horse, this is my disciple, the son of the Chang'an Wang family, the name Changling, the word Shaobo, let him take the two of you to visit the beautiful scenery of Luochen Mountain today." ”

Zhang Peng's action of getting up almost flashed, he stared at the young man with a mustache in front of him with wide eyes, and the excitement in his heart was almost about to erupt.

There was a Gao Shi just now, and today I met another Wang Changling? This is known as the "Seven Absolute Holy Hands" of the great poet, a sentence "but make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Madu Yin Mountain" has become the teaching content of the Chinese textbooks of primary and secondary school students in later generations.

Gotta get it! Lao Tzu's collecting habit is committed, and he can't suppress it at all, Zhang Peng looked at this idol-level talent who can write and martial arts with extremely fiery eyes, and Wang Changling felt a chill all over his body......

Xu Wanyi only figured out why Zhang Peng didn't strike while the iron was hot after Mr. Qishi's letter was read after Mr. Qishi's letter was opened, and she boarded the boat on Luochen Lake, because it would not only be useless, but would be counterproductive.

Mr. Qishi's generation of grandmasters, acting is all based on their own judgment, especially when two old friends can only choose one of them when they are invited at the same time, they are most intolerant of outsiders pointing fingers. As soon as she thought of this, Xu Wanyi was a little afraid, because she really wanted to persuade at that time.

After thinking about this problem, Xu Wanyi was immediately stumped by another question, that is, Zhang Peng was too enthusiastic about this young man named Wang Changling, first he was constantly sycophant, and he was tempted by fame and fortune, and he was sincere and sincere, and he almost used all the means he could use!

And when did the young Wang Changling see this kind of offensive, although he already had the name of a talented man before he followed his teacher to the North Court, and he was the solution of the mansion, but the chat skills of later generations were not so simple to be seen through, and after coming and going, he was deceived into not finding the north, and only felt that Zhang Pengjun Ma was his bosom friend who met late, and the two held hands tightly, and they were in love for a while, completely ignoring that Xu Wanyi was also beside him.

The main peak of Luochen Mountain, there is a flat place at the top of the peak, Mr. Qishi built a small viewing pavilion here, when the snow is falling, this Cangshan lonely pavilion reflects the lake water and has a bit of poetry.

"Young uncle, looking at the winter snow scene of Cangshan and Green Lake is really unique," Now Zhang Peng is also a person who practices martial arts with internal strength, and he does not feel the biting chill of the wind and snow in the mountains.

Wang Changling has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is naturally not afraid of the cold, when he saw that Zhang Junma and the county lord didn't know what the cold was, he silently praised it in his heart...... It is said that the martial arts of the lord of Beiting Luanming County are rare in the world, and there is no void under the fame, what people didn't expect is that Zhang Pengjun Ma is also a person with martial arts, but it is ridiculous that I still boast of both civil and military skills on weekdays, I am really ashamed.

"The family teacher walks all over the north courtyard and loves Luochen Mountain, precisely because of its beautiful and pleasant scenery, there are eight such viewing pavilions among the five peaks of Luochen Mountain, and the family teacher calls it Luochen Nine Unique!"

"The weather is cold, and the goose feathers and snow fall into the lake, but the lake has no tendency to freeze at all, it is crystal clear, and it lives up to the name of the superb view," Xu Wanyi quietly walked between Zhang Peng and Wang Changling, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the intimate communication between the two.

Zhang Peng pointed to a small boat on the lake, there was an old man fishing on the boat, he decided to do another literary copyist, after all, with the great poet, using poetry to shorten the distance between each other is the best way: "This situation and this scene, the love is difficult to yourself, young uncle, the foolish brother has just got a good sentence, please taste it." ”

"Junma is known to be a poet, and the young uncle listens attentively," Wang Changling was overjoyed, the deeds of Zhang Peng's two great poems have already been widely circulated, and now there are new poems coming out, how can it not make people look forward to it.

Zhang Peng took a step forward, facing the wind and snow outside the pavilion, and chanted loudly: "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow." ”

Zhang Peng, who had no guilt, turned his head to look at Wang Changling after reciting this poem "Jiang Xue", and saw that the latter was closing his eyes and savoring it, enjoying the artistic conception brought by the poems, he was content in his heart, sure enough, the best way to deal with poets is poetry, and it is magic that defeats magic after all!

Thanks to the nine-year compulsory education, thank you to Mr. Liu Zongyuan, thank you for the landscape of this scene, and thank you for the gift of nature!