"Senior Brother Zhou, the young master asked you to borrow the spirit stone, I am afraid that there is a loan or not, he has done this before, and he has not pit the new disciples. ”

Zhang Yunhai also heard what he said in the house, so he reminded him in a low voice that he now had a little awe of this personal disciple, and he was afraid of showing his feet, so he tried to pretend to be close.

Zhou Teng frowned, he was really in trouble, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Why don't you report directly to the head or elder?" Zhang Yunhai said.

Zhou Teng shook his head, of course he couldn't say the reason, he thought about it, and asked: "You said that he exchanged spirit stones for gold and silver to buy poetry bouquets?"

Zhang Yunhai nodded, and whispered disdainfully: "Our young head has a lot of bad habits, but he loves to look for flowers and ask willows.

But this poet girl is different from ordinary Oiran celebrities, she is not interested in such mundane things as gold, silver and money, but has a soft spot for poetry and songs.

This is a bitter thing for our young master, he is good at playing with birds, and he doesn't know anything about poetry and songs.

Later, I don't know who gave him the idea to spend a lot of money to hire someone to compose a poem, not to mention, the effect was really good, and it really won him the favor of the Oiran. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yunhai looked at the room, and his voice was a little lower: "But I heard from other junior brothers that our young master has spent a lot of money, but he has not been able to really do things so far." ”

Zhou Tengcai didn't care about this, and knocked on the point, "So, most of the money he exchanged for spirit stones was used to buy poetry?"

"Isn't it!" Zhang Yunhai complained: "That crepe thing is actually exchanged for spirit stones, our young master is really ridiculous." ”

Zhou Teng knew it in his heart and returned to the house.

Win Dang just waited for him all the time, and when he saw him come in, he didn't speak, he sat upright, and that expression was what you meant.

Zhou Teng also sat down, and to be honest, he really wanted to blast him out, but although Yingdang was a gentleman, his cultivation was good, and he really couldn't beat him if he really wanted to do it.

After settling down, he spoke: "Young master, you also know that not long after I came to Hanyumen, although the master gave me spirit stones, they were almost used by me. ”

Win and sneer: "Senior Brother Zhou, I don't want to say it directly, you personally pass on the disciples to have fifteen spirit stones for a year, and your cultivation in the early stage of Qi cultivation will take at least half a month to refine a spirit stone, how long have you been in our Hanyu Gate, and the spirit stones are gone?"

"Uh......" Zhou Teng was dumbfounded, this loser looked exaggerated and angry, but he didn't expect it to be really easy to fool.

smiled awkwardly, didn't pick up the stubble, but changed the topic: "Young master, I'll talk about Lingshi later, I heard that you are proficient in poetry and songs, and it just so happens that I have been teaching with Mr. for a few years, and I also love to write poems and lyrics on weekdays, and I want to ask the young master to teach." ”

"You compose poetry?"

He looked at Zhou Teng with disdain, he was not a reckless person, he had already touched Zhou Teng's bottom thoroughly before he came, and knew that Zhou Teng was originally a country hunter.

Compose a poem, pull it down!

He is not afraid of Zhou Teng shirking, anyway, he has already made up his mind, if he doesn't give the spirit stone today, he won't leave, it's a big deal, forgive him and don't dare to stab the master!

"Hmm. Zhou Teng bowed his head, ignoring his suspicious gaze, Shi Shiran said: "Don't hide it from the master, the teacher I am with is not ordinary, it is a reclusive poet." ”

"Oh?"

Win still didn't believe it, but he was a little curious, and asked along the way: "Which one?"

"Don't say. Zhou Teng shook his head: "I once swore that I couldn't reveal his true identity, I could only tell you that his pseudonym was Li Bai." ”

"Li Bai?"

Win Dang frowned, he had never heard of this name. After thinking about it for a while, he looked at Zhou Teng, but he was still skeptical, "You really know how to compose poetry?"

"That's nature. ”

Zhou Teng stood up, walked to the door, and called Zhang Yunhai, "Brother Zhang, please go get pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

I don't understand what he means, but Zhang Yunhai still did it, Bihan Xiaozhu didn't have these, but it was not difficult to get them, and in less than a pillar of incense, everything was brought.

Zhou Teng didn't care about the suspicious gazes of the two of them, spread out the paper, pressed it with a paperweight, took the pen, and the pen was as light and heavy as smoke.

Zhang Yunhai on the side was secretly frightened, and his face changed.

Although he doesn't understand these poems, he can barely see the quality of the words, especially Zhou Teng's familiarity and fluency, which is definitely not pretended.

Win Dang didn't care about this, but followed Zhou Teng's pen, read word by word, and waited for Zhou Teng to pick up the pen and collect the ink, and read it again.

Once the sea was difficult to water,

But Wushan is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review,

Half-edge cultivation and half-edged king.

The more he read, the brighter his eyes became, and he repeated it several times after reading.

"Good, good, good, good calligraphy, poetry!"

With an exclamation, Win Dang raised his head and looked at Zhou Teng's eyes changed, although he was not very good at poetry, but during this time, he could still distinguish between good and bad.

This poem is clearly about a man's unswerving loyalty and affection, which suits his taste, and the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.

Zhang Yunhai on the side was stunned, and he also looked at it, but he couldn't see what was good.

Zhou Teng is quite calm, this poem was written by the famous poet Yuan Zhi in the Tang Dynasty, and it is a widely circulated masterpiece, can it be bad!

Win Dang: "Senior Brother Zhou, is this poem really written by yourself!"

"Hmm. Zhou Teng nodded shamelessly.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, you saved my life!" Win Dang was excited, holding Zhou Teng's hand, his eyes were hot, and he almost hugged him and gnawed.

These days, the poetry girl's vision is getting higher and higher, and she doesn't bother to read ordinary poems at all, which makes his head bigger.

Zhou Teng hurriedly broke free, and said in a timely manner: "Young master, I really don't have much spirit stone left, I'm afraid I can't lend it to you." ”

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Win that called a passion, and pulled Zhou Teng to sit in the first place.

He originally used the spirit stone to exchange it for money to buy poetry, and now there is a master here, so why bother to go far.

"Senior Brother Zhou, we will be good brothers in the future, a family, your business is my business. He turned his head to stare at Zhang Yunhai and shouted: "Senior Brother Zhang, you have to serve Senior Brother Zhou well, if he is a little dissatisfied, watch me peel your skin." ”

The corners of Zhang Yunhai's mouth twitched, knowing that he couldn't afford to provoke this loser, he said yes again and again.

Only then was he satisfied, he turned his head with a smile on his face, and begged, "Senior Brother Zhou, can you give me your poems?"

"Okay. ”

Zhou Teng was very refreshing, "If you like it, just take it." ”

"Good, good, good. ”

Winning was overjoyed, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he hurriedly folded the paper with the poem and put it in his arms.

It is also called a brother and a brother, and he can't wait to leave Bihan Xiaozhu.

"Finally got this loser away. Zhou Teng shook his head and turned around and went back to the house.

Zhang Yunhai was a little cautious, and after boiling the plaster, he pointed to the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, "Senior Brother Zhou, do you still use these? No, I'll return these things to Senior Brother Liu." ”

He asked a fellow brother who loves literature and ink to borrow these things, and of course he had to return them.

"Trouble Brother Zhang. Zhou Teng smiled, "I also say thank you to Senior Brother Liu for me." ”

"Good. ”

Zhang Yunhai responded, looking relaxed, but his mood became heavier and heavier, and after packing up his things, he left directly.

Seeing him leave, Zhou Teng's eyes flashed.

also knew that Zhang Yunhai would definitely report what happened to Xu Cheng, but this was all deliberate on his part.

Since there is news that he is the hole card specially found by Hanyumen, it is better to push the boat down the river to show his edge.

A country hunter, who can write calligraphy and poetry, hehe, whoever believes it, he doesn't believe it himself.

But in this way, it can make Xu Cheng or Zhu Mu throw a mouse, as for the Fire Cloud Sect, it is not his turn to worry, and besides, it is useless for him to worry.

Mountainside, Gracehouse Loft.

After listening to Zhang Yunhai's narration, Xu Cheng's face was extremely pale.

There are only two years left before the city distributes Tsukidan, and this sudden appearance of the personal disciple has made him feel like a fish in his throat, but now he .......

"You go back first. He waved his hand and commanded.

Zhang Yunhai also saw that the senior brother's face was not very good, and even Ying should have withdrawn.

After he left, there was a "snap", and the pen in Xu Cheng's hand broke in response.

After sitting for a while, he stood up, washed his hands carefully with clean water, and returned to the elegant and smiling elder brother.

Yunlei Peak, Zhu Mu was also in a bad mood, and Li Qianjiang, who had sent away the winning swing, had his hands hanging down, and it was difficult to say anything.

If it was just speculation before, then now it is certain that Zhou Teng is definitely not an ordinary person.

Calligraphy and poetry are not something that can be achieved overnight, nor can it be achieved overnight by being talented, it takes years of cultivation to have that kind of charm.

Poems, Zhu Mu has read them, and even he has to say that this Zhou Teng is indeed a talent.

"Xuyang is really good, I actually found such a person, I really underestimated her. Zhu Mu shook his head and laughed at himself.

Li Qianjiang arched his hand: "Childe, then what should we do now?"

"Send a message back to Fucheng, and ask grandpa to send someone to secretly investigate those forces that may make a move, and at the same time, let grandpa send someone to check the Fucheng near Qingshan Mansion to see if there are any children of the family who suddenly disappeared. ”

He suspected that this Zhou Teng might not be from Qingshan Mansion, and if it was the intervention of forces outside the mansion, that would be the real trouble.