Chapter 152: Old Master Sun (I)

Sun Xiong, whose name is Zhengyang, is a monk of Shushan, and the three great emperors are equally famous, and in his early years, he was known as the "Four Masters of Wuchu", and he was also a fierce man who followed Taizu to fight the world. The reason why he is not an emperor is because he has no intention of being an official, and he resigned and went into hiding at the beginning www.biquge.info of the world, and opened a Wendao Academy by himself, taking pleasure in teaching and educating people. Sun Xiong usually has no other hobbies, only likes to fiddle with flowers and plants, now is a good season for peony flowers, he has long wanted to come to the flower club to see, but a while ago he was riddled with trivial matters, and yesterday everything was settled, and today I finally had the opportunity to come and shop. As for what trivial matters actually made Old Master Sun give up his favorite thing, of course, it was related to Shi Qingyun and the three of them, and it took him so much effort, thinking of this, Old Master was a little indignant.

Shi Qingyun's three old things got two good poems during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and every time they saw themselves, they would show off to themselves. Especially Mi Shengzhi, Guan Yang wrote a poem for him, seeing that the old man was so beautiful, he preached it everywhere, and he memorized the content himself-'Mi Gongtang opened and occupied Wuhua, and passers-by pointed out to Ling Gongjia. Let the peach and plum all over the world, why use the front of the hall to plant flowers. Now people all over the world say that Mi Sheng's peach and plum are all over the world, and they can be called the master of all ages...... Yes, he Mi Shengzhi is a Guozi supervisor and a generation of emperors, but the old man is no worse than him, and the old man's 'Wendao Academy' also sends a lot of talents to the imperial court every year. If he has the opportunity to ask Guan Yang to help him compose a poem, if he dares not to do it, he will spray him to death.

Speaking of which, this person named Guan Yang is also a strange person, obviously has a talent but is unwilling to be an official, which is very similar to himself, and the two should be able to get along. Some time ago, I also heard that he appeared in Mount Tai and made a poem "Wangyue", which was written very well, and it can be passed down through the ages with this poem. Then I went to the Confucian Temple to worship Kong Sheng, and I also met Kong Deming's old horseman, who listened to a piece of music from others, and gave him the Qingyang guqin that he regarded as a treasure. I wanted to mention several times that I wanted to appreciate and appreciate this dead old man, but I didn't let it, why was I so generous this time? And that old thing also laughed at Mi Shengzhi's bastard with this matter, and said that bastard was so embarrassed, it was too relieving. In the future, they will show off their poems to themselves, and they can also use this incident to fight back against them. Even so, Guan Yang's poem has to be wanted, otherwise he will let that bastard compare, and it's a big deal to give him the night pearl as a thank you gift. But Guan Yang's whereabouts are uncertain, there has been no news since he appeared once in Lianghuai, and he doesn't know when he will appear again, so today he must choose a good flower to show off in front of them first. But how can good flowers appear so well?

Old man Sun looked left and was not satisfied, right looked at vulgarity, looked forward and shook his head...... Hey, there are so many people in front of him, could it be that there are good flowers? The little guy next to him saw his master's gaze, he knew what the master wanted to do, and immediately persuaded: "Master, there are so many people in front, let's not go?" Just kidding, you are so old, in case you bump into me in the crowd, a few young masters will not have to tear me.

Sun Xiong shook his head: "Then how can it be done? There are so many people around there, which means that there are good flowers, I have to go over and take a look." ”

"Why don't you go over and see it and tell you when I come back?"

"Seeing is believing, it's better for me to see for myself. "How can someone else take the place of someone else in this kind of thing?

The little guy had no choice, just saw a group of scholars wanting to come this way, and the little guy reminded: "Master, don't you see those students from the academy? They are holding flowers from there, let's ask their opinions first?" He is purely trying to delay the time, the longer the delay, the better, and the better it is until the sun goes down.

"It's fine. Sun Xiong knew that the little guy was careful and knew that the little guy was also for his own good, so he didn't break it: "Then ask them." ”

"Chen Hong, Qin Shuhua, you don't have a good class, why did you come out to buy flowers?" It just so happened that two of them were known to the old master. Hearing the old master's voice, a group of scholars immediately panicked, and there was no one in the academy who was not afraid of this mountain chief.

"Oops...... Yes, yes...... It's the head of the mountain. "It's not good to say anything.

"Don't panic, it's a day off. "This one is also pretending to be calm.

"Yes, yes, let's rest today. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, a group of people trembled and greeted the old master: "I have seen sir." ”

"How did you get out?"

"Sir, today is a day off, and the students' homework has been completed, so let's come to the flower party to have a look. The scholar named Chen Hong whispered, in order to prove that he was not messing around, he really just bought flowers, and pointed to the peony he bought: "Sir, this is the peony we bought." ”

"Yes, sir, we all buy peonies. Qin Shuhua also showed his own flowers.

The old master took the peony and observed it carefully for a while: "Well, they are all good flowers, although they are not famous, they are also rare." Where did you buy it?"

Chen Hong pointed to Guan Yang's stall: "I bought it there, the boss has two poems, and the students think they are very good, so I bought one by the way after appreciating it." ”

"Good poetry?" the old master became more interested: "Read it to me." ”

"Yes. Chen Hong finished reading "Peony", and Old Master Sun stared: "'Boasting of the unparalleled beauty in the world, the first fragrance in the independent world.'" That's a big breath. When Chen Hong saw Mr. is this reaction, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to read the next song "Appreciating Peony".

He stopped reading, and the old master was even more angry: "Keep reading, isn't there another song?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Chen Hong pretended to be bold: "The peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and affectionate." Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom. ”

After listening to this poem, the old master nodded and said: "This poem is still like words, peony is known as the national color and fragrance, so it is not wrong." ”

"yes, yes, that boss is still very good. Qin Shuhua nodded hurriedly: "This poem can greatly enhance the fame of peony flowers and make more people like peonies." ”

"What's good?" Old Master Sun glared again: "He was afraid that the first poem would be too hateful, so he had such a poem." ”

"Huh?" The scholars couldn't imagine that Guan Yang still had such a meaning, no wonder he would show two poems at once.

"No, I'll have to go to him for a theory. ”

"Sir, just a peddler, you don't deserve to be angry with him. Qin Shuhua saw that Mr. was really coming, and hurriedly persuaded: "Besides, these two poems are very good, they are very appropriate." ”

"I'm not saying these two poems are bad. The old master still snorted angrily: "But these flowers in your arms are far from worthy of this poem, and the peddler is too treacherous." ”

"But this poem was written for him by someone else, and it has nothing to do with him. Chen Hong had a good impression of that boss, because this boss gave him a nine-percent discount.

"But it's not right for him to use good poetry for business. ”

"This ......" A group of scholars looked at each other speechlessly, and now there are such businessmen everywhere, and the boss is not the only one doing this.

"Alright, you all go back, I'll go and have a look. The old master waved his hand to indicate that it was all right. Although the gentleman let himself go, but a group of scholars did not dare to really leave, what if the vendor was a heartless and was forced by the gentleman to beat the gentleman?

Guan Yang is very happy, although his usual business is also very good, it has never been as good as today. Today he brought fifty or sixty peonies, and now it is less than an hour, and only a dozen peonies are left for sale, and these ten or so peonies are only two waves of people, and it seems that he will be able to collect the stall and go home in a while. (To be continued.) )