It was already completely dark, and the moonlight was faintly sprinkled on the rooftops and courtyards, white as frost, and seemed to carry the chill of frost. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Du Fuwei and the young man sat in the brightly lit hall, and neither of them wanted to admit that they had a request.

Nothing is gossip, avoiding the topic you want to talk about.

With a wave of his sleeves, Du Fuwei's gangster nature was revealed, and the bandit's arrogance and unreasonableness were also revealed.

"The manager can't look down on those who sell their fame and reputation, and if you meet him, you have to beat him half to death" looked at the young man, and smiled a little fiercely, if you don't admit that you are an impostor or prove that you are true today, I will turn my face.

The look in his eyes made the young man frightened for a while, and in a moment he regained his composure.

He's not going to do it, is he?

After thinking for a moment, he nodded heavily.

Well, it's possible.

He was originally a gangster, what did he dare not mess with?

"Come, write a poem for the chief steward, and take a look. ”

I came from the streets, and I have a lot of experience, and I was so vivid to be that arrogant look again.

Hahaha, if you don't give a satisfactory explanation, I'll really beat you.

He smiled smugly and looked at the young man in the field.

I want to force you to do it, I don't believe that you dare to do it in front of me at a young age.

In the face of the other party's aggressiveness, the young man smiled helplessly.

It is naturally unwise to do it, this kind of super-first-class master, it is not comparable to Yu culture, and it is not possible to take much advantage of it.

But...... Thinking about it in another direction, it's too easy to give the whole poem out.

Suddenly thought of a strange word, and secretly laughed in my heart.

Since you want it, you might as well give it to you first.

"The chief manager doesn't know that he needs inspiration to compose poems in the next year, but he thought of a small order, and he can leave a memorial for the chief manager. ”

As soon as these words came out, the young man tried his best to hold back the laughter in his heart, pretending to be helpless and cautious.

Hearing the boy's request, Du Fuwei's expression remained unchanged.

"Okay, come on, send pen, ink, paper and inkstone. ”

It's up to you for now, and I'll see what you say later.

Soon, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for writing were delivered.

As for why the boy wrote it instead of chanting it? I can only say that the poem is very strange.

The servant took the pen and paper and waited for the boy to begin.

The young man got up, looked at the attendant, pondered slightly, picked up the pen and waved it on the paper three or two times.

"Please, Chief, take a look. ”

Not humble or arrogant, showing the demeanor of a scholar.

Slightly surprised by the boy's performance, Du Fuwei took the paper from the attendant's hand.

I glanced at it, saw the content on the paper, read it silently in my heart, it felt very strange, read it again, and finally read the trap.

If he could, he wanted to pinch the person who wrote the poem to death at once.

"Chief Administrator, why don't you read it?" Seeing Du Fuwei wearing a tall crown and a foie gras color, the young man frowned, looking incomprehensible, and said suspiciously, "I heard that the chief manager started from scratch, it can't be that some words look at the face and can't read it!"

Hearing this, the high-crowned man wanted to scold his mother.

Such a hurtful poem would only be read by a fool.

"Lying Spring"

The dark plum smells the flowers, the lying branches are sad and hateful, the distant smell is like water, and it is easy to penetrate the spring green.

The shore is like green, the shore is like green, and the shore is like green.

Although I don't know what the word "branch wound" represents, it won't be a good thing to think about.

was struggling with how to deal with it, and when he saw the attendant standing next to him, he suddenly thought about it.

"You're pretty good at that, but my squire can read it. "Don't give the boy a chance to speak, hurry up and throw the hot potato to the attendant next to him. "Read it quickly and listen to Tang Gongzi. ”

The attendant answered the promise and began to chant in a colorful voice.

"I'm uneducated, I'm low IQ, and if you want to ask me who I am, a big stupid donkey. I'm a donkey, I'm a donkey, I'm a stupid donkey. ”

After reading it, I stayed there very intoxicated, savoring the artistic conception of the words.

Seeing that this guy read it so vividly, Du Fuwei had the urge to slap this attendant, and scolded in his heart:

What a dumb donkey.

However, outsiders are present, and they can't have seizures, and they have a bad taste for a lifetime, so they asked the attendant:

"Tell me quickly, how is Tang Gongzi's Xiaoling written?"

The attendant woke up from his intoxicated expression in an instant, bowed his hand to Du Fuwei, and looked at the young man in the field with admiration.

"Tang Gongzi is so talented, he wrote such beautiful poems, it is simply amazing. ”

Hearing the words of praise, the young man looked at Du Fuwei and smiled.

Seeing the smile on the young man's face, Du Fuwei was like splitting this attendant in half with a knife, which was really embarrassing for himself.

I want to think about it, but I still forcibly suppress this thought and don't give the other party a chance to see the joke.

"Yes, Tang Gongzi is really well written, really vivid. ”

His eyes were on fire, and he said to the boy word by word.

The boy smiled slightly.

"The chief manager has won the prize. ”

looked at the unknown attendant next to him.

"Go down!"

Said helplessly.

It's like smashing your teeth and swallowing it into your own stomach.

Apparently in the first invisible encounter, the young man had the upper hand.

At this time, the servant serves the meal.

Du Fuwei hurriedly beckoned the young man to dine, covering up the atmosphere just now.

The young man praised the good food here, and after some cleaning, he watched the people clean up the mess in front of him.

"Thank you, Steward, for your hospitality, and I'll come back the next day. Seeing that Du Fuwei didn't mean to say anything for a long time, the young man got up and wanted to leave.

"It's really unfortunate, in the past two days, there have been a few unmanaged villages in the territory, and the soldiers of the chief have been arrested, which is really audacious, and the chief will personally send troops to exterminate them, so Tang Gongzi, don't come in the next few days, and wait for the chief to eradicate the rebellion and come to celebrate in a few months. ”

"Slow down and don't send it. ”

Listen to Duvoy's words behind him.

The young man raised his feet for a moment, his eyes became fierce, and he turned his head to look at the high-crowned man who was still sitting, and countless killing intent was born in his heart.

Seeing the young man turn his head, Du Fuwei smiled in his heart, but he picked up the teacup in his hand and slowly sent it to his mouth, as if he hadn't seen it.

The young man walked towards Du Fuwei step by step, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense. Finally stopped five steps away from Duvowe.

The wolf-like eyes were glued to the sleeve of the high-crowned man in front of him, and he said coldly and ruthlessly:

"Du Fuwei, don't force me, otherwise even if you are excellent in martial arts, you will not be able to save your life. ”

"Hahahaha"

Duvowe put down his teacup and got up from his seat and laughed loudly.

"It's been some years, and the beauty dares to say such things to me, young man, very brave!"

"A lot of people wanted me to die, but their grave grass is now taller than yours. ”

"Anyone can say big things. ”

Which martial arts master can only be achieved by cultivating for decades, even the younger generation on the rivers and lakes, the most talented Yu Wenhua and the top strength among the first-class masters only have in their thirties. As for the boy in front of him, who is at most seventeen or eighteen years old, it is good to have the strength close to a first-class master at most, and he also dares to threaten the dignified leader of the Jianghuai Army -- a super-first-class master with a lot of money in his sleeves.

For such a threat, Du Fuwei felt that there was no need to pay attention to it, just like a child threatening an adult with his fist, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.