As soon as these words came out, the six men and women on the opposite side didn't see the slightest reaction, just doing what they were doing, and they didn't look at Yan Sidao. Yan Sidao immediately took two steps and continued: "Although your play is good, there is a huge flaw in it, and that is the word 'old man'. To tell you the truth, although I admire Mr. Aota's talent, but when Mr. Aotian was alive, I never had any contact with his old man, and I never even had a one-sided relationship, so how can I talk about the word 'old man'? Since you keep calling yourself Mr. Qingtian and insisting that I am Mr. Qingtian's old friend, then tell me, what is my surname, where is my ancestral hometown, and who is my teacher?"

I saw the medicine picking boy at the end of the right seat slowly shook his head, and then said in a childish voice: "Old and incompetent, I really don't know the true identity of Mr., and I have always been quite curious about it." Yan Sidao sneered and did not answer, and the young scholar on the second bamboo chair immediately took over the conversation and said: "Now the old decay is just a dead corpse in the mountain, and if you remember the things before your death, it is not impossible to ......."

Yan Sidao couldn't help but laugh, and said in a loud voice: "Why, since I have been pierced, you still have to be cheeky to act?" but heard the young scholar continue: "...... But for Mr., if I remember correctly, I should have met Mr. three times. As the so-called white head is as new as new, and the cover is like the old, the relationship between one side can still be called the 'old man', not to mention the relationship between three sides?"

Hearing this, the smile on Yan Sidao's face suddenly condensed, and then he immediately regained his composure, and sneered: "Three-sided, joke, it's really a big joke! Since I have said this, I should ask for advice, when did I have this three-sided relationship with Mr. Qingtian?"

I saw the farmer in the field on the fifth bamboo chair twisting his body and scratching his back, and then said in a hoarse voice: "The first time I met my husband was on the eighth day of the lunar month twenty-three years ago. On the third day of the lecture, in addition to the officials and soldiers present, a total of 617 scholars attended the lecture, including Mr. If I remember correctly, he was seated in the eighth seat from the right in the fifth row, wearing a gray robe and a pale green hosta for his hair, and he did not say a word, nor did he look up at the old man on the pulpit. ”

When the farmer in the field said this, the bearded butcher on the third bamboo chair continued: "At that time, the gentleman deliberately hid his edge, and he did not even dare to look at his old body, which shows that he is deeply worried and far-sighted. As everyone knows, there is no silver here, but they want to cover it, and the more Mr. hides his edge, the more curious he is, so that he has an impression of Mr. After the old man talked about the "Internal Rules" in the "Book of Rites", Mr. got up alone and left quietly, obviously without the intention of joining the emperor's command, so the old man was inconvenient to make it difficult for him, and let Mr. leave. ”

Then the chief elderly woman continued, and said slowly: "Afterwards, the old man looked through the register of the scholars who were present, and after corresponding, he corresponded with all the scholars present, and finally found the name registered by the gentleman at that time, but it was the surname Zuo Mingqiu. This is naturally a pseudonym, because the person of 'Zuoqiu' is 'Zuoqiu Ming' without 'Ming', and Mr. deliberately wanted to use Zuoqiu Ming to make an allusion to "Chinese" blindly, ridiculing the old man for having eyes and beads, and not knowing real people. ”

Finally, the embroidered woman on the fourth bamboo chair concluded: "It is conceivable that Mr. came to listen to the study at that time, and he came to the old decay to find out whether the 'Mr. Qingtian' of the old decay has real materials." Because the old man had important things to do at that time, and seeing that Mr. was unwilling to reveal his secrets, he did not pursue it afterwards. And this is the first meeting between Lao Yu and Mr., and please recall carefully, is there anything wrong with Lao Yu?"

When Yan Sidao heard this, he couldn't smile anymore, and even the white feather fan in his hand forgot to shake it, and he was obviously a little at a loss. And Xie Yixiang was even more shocked, if the past story told by the other party was true, wouldn't it be as early as 23 years ago, Yan Sidao had already been mixed in the world, and he had deliberately gone to Mr. Qingtian to swagger?

Then came the second meeting of the chief woman on the right, who began to speak and speak, saying: "Nineteen years ago, Mr. used the name 'Hou Wushuang' to secretly operate in the Huai'an area, meaning that the local family wealth outside the surname Gou was Wanguan. The so-called 'unequaled', 'unequaled national warriors' is also the comment of Han Gaozu on the Huaiyin Marquis of Huai'an, his ancestral hometown, Huai'an, it can be seen that Mr. 'Hou Wushuang' is named in Huai'an, but it is adapted to local conditions, and it is taken casually, which is also a pseudonym. ”

The medicine boy who sat at the end of the seat immediately said: "At that time, the old man happened to pass by Huai'an, and he wanted to stay in the Taishou Mansion for a few days. So that afternoon, the gentleman found a total of seven beggars, and mixed them himself, intending to wait halfway, and rush into every sedan chair that came out of the Taishou Mansion, so as to test whether the old man was really here. ”

Then the young scholar on the second bamboo chair raised his voice and said: "In order not to trouble Mr., after the old man learned about this, he deliberately left the Taishou Mansion and went around the street at the door in person. At that time, the gentleman disguised himself as a beggar and squatted in front of the 'Wenhualou' on the corner of the street with seven beggars, and naturally saw the decay. As a result, Mr. had to give up his original plan and leave Huai'an overnight, of course, sparing the family surnamed Gou. And this is the second time you and I meet. ”

You must know that Yan Sidao came this time, wearing a scarf and a crane, imitating Zhuge Kongming's behavior in the play. So since he entered the hall, he has been shaking the white feather fan, unwilling to lose his demeanor. But at this time, when he heard the other party talk about these two past events one after another, he was frightened, and finally subconsciously took out the dry tobacco stick, lit it in the hall and inhaled it. In the smoke, the look on his face was half surprised and half frightened, as if a child who had done something wrong was caught by his parents, and his behavior could be described as embarrassing.

This scene made Xie Yixiang's heart happy, and when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that she had never seen Yan Sidao made like this, and her heart was even more surprised. She turned her head to look at the son beside her, only to see that the son was also sneering, and a hint of ridicule appeared from the corner of her mouth, just watching the defeat of Yan Sidao.

Yan Sidao in the hall took several deep puffs of dry smoke one after another, and finally came to his senses, and said with a forced smile: "Everyone in the world says that Mr. Qingtian is the first wise man in the world, and he is worthy of his name. The younger generation used to be a little unconvinced, but now they are convinced. As he spoke, he took a deep puff of dry tobacco, and wanted to make another dying fight, and said: "Although the younger generation is not talented, but he also dares to act, what the senior said is true, according to this, the younger generation and Mr. Qingtian have indeed met twice." However, the younger generation thought about it, but they really couldn't think of a third meeting, could it be that the seniors wanted to follow the example of the child who played tricks and counted this time at this moment?"

Hearing Yan Sidao's question, the bearded butcher on the third bamboo chair opposite couldn't help but sigh, shook his head and said, "Before today, Mr. and Lao Yu did meet for the third time. It's just that this third meeting, Mr. still doesn't know. After that, the embroidered woman on the fourth bamboo chair had read softly: "Kill all the millions of soldiers in Jiangnan, and the sword on your waist is still bloody." The mountain monk didn't know the heroes, so he just asked for his name. ”

The words fell, but when he heard a loud "bang", he staggered back a few steps, and his back slammed into a few cases next to his bamboo chair. Then there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the tea cups on several cases fell to the ground and were smashed on the spot.

I saw Yan Sidao's face was blue, his cheeks trembled slightly, and he had to hold on to the bamboo chair behind him to barely stand. At that moment, he pointed at the six men and women opposite him with the dry tobacco stick in his hand, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Impossible! Impossible......! ...... day No, it's impossible!"

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