When it was time to eat, three more old men came in, one was already on the top, one was chubby, and the other was darker.

"There's a little doll who is going to break the courtyard, and there are only a few of us left with the old guys in the academy, so it's better to test him."

"Now the kid is so ambitious, breaking the courtyard? It's good to be able to pass a question" The old man with a darker face and a cold face is called Shi Zhongyuan, who is a person who is feared by all the students of the academy, in charge of the rules and punishments of the academy, and is a well-known national player in Datang Go, and he is also very proficient in music and rhythm.

"In the past 100 years, no one seems to have broken the courtyard, it's rare to have one, don't nag it" The chubby old man Wen Qi'an, poetry and painting are unique, how many people are willing to give up their money and ask for a piece of ink treasure.

The remaining old man is called Liu Keding, who is proficient in all kinds of miscellaneous sciences, and is also a master of martial arts.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go to the Duduo Pavilion, just to enjoy the scenery, you two little guys are young and strong to help everyone with those things, right?" asked Li An with a smile

"Naturally, no problem!" Ye Liu said excitedly, this is a real great honor.

agreed, and then they suffered, the left arm hung the rice of seven people, the right hand held an iron chessboard of dozens of catties, the space on the chessboard was also perfectly used by the bald old guy, not only the chess pieces but also the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, if these are the examination equipment, then what is going on with these wine glasses, there is no space left on the entire chessboard. Ye Liu is not much better than him, with an iron kite on his back, a large jar of wine in his left hand, and his right hand

Grabbed Wu Qinghe's piano. Li An, who was not repairing, actually took out the erhu again, looked at it, and put it on Han Tongwen's neck.

At the end, I asked, "Young man, do you have any opinion?"

"How can it be, can I give you a few elders Hongru luggage, and try to ask how many people in the world are blessed" Han Tongwen tried his best to make himself look very sincere in his smile

"Good boy, can talk," Wen Qi'an praised

"Let's be honest!"

"In that case, the old man will give you some blessings" Wen Qi'an took out a small pot with some short arrows in it, this is fucking going to play pitching pots!

"Come, open your mouth!"

Han Tongwen opened his mouth, and the old fat man Wen directly hung the pot on Han Tongwen's mouth, and added a sentence at the end

"This tooth mouth is good, the old man is old, and his teeth are so lost that he can't even eat chicken!"

"Where is this to break the mountain, the old guys are going to the spring in the name of breaking the mountain!" Han Tongwen thought unscrupulously

In this way, the five old men who dressed Ye Liu and Han Tongwen as trucks took Qiao Song's hand and went into battle lightly, Qiao Song took a bite of the sweetness of his grandfather's name, and the old guys listened to the bones and the shelves were crispy, Liu Keding directly carried Qiao Song on his back and walked forward with a smile.

"Old Buxiu, you have so much strength to help me get something," Han Tongwen slandered in a low voice

The mountain road is long and crooked, the five old men walk chicly, pointing to the landscape, laughing when it comes to happiness, they are relaxed, suffering Ye Liu and Han Tongwen, suffering but not daring to speak.

"Alas," Ye Liu sighed

"Alas, sighing, what kind of ability is it, I can bear you to give them advice" Han Tongwen only dared to say in his throat when he spoke, and the quiver fell off with one mouth.

"Where do you dare, these old men are all treasures, the treasures of the Tang Dynasty, the treasures of the academy, even if my Lao Tzu comes, the cultivation of the Great Martial Sect is powerful enough, but these old men let him carry his luggage, and he still doesn't dare to let a fart." You let me give advice, kill me. After a while, Ye Liu glared at Han Tongwen

"What are you looking at me?"

"Lao Tzu understands, I'm fucking carrying it for you, you're breaking the mountain and not me, don't worry about my shit, remember to invite me to have a good meal after you finish"

"I broke the mountain, then you tell me what the wine is for, and this thing on my mouth"

"You guys hurry up, you can even walk so slowly at a young age!" Li An turned his head and urged, even Wu Qinghe, the good man in Ye Liu's eyes, ignored them.

"Okay, okay, follow up immediately!" Han Tongwen listened to the flattery.

"It's disgusting to see your expression!" Ye Liu said

"Little leaf, what are you muttering?" said Wu Qinghe

"No, Mr. Wu, I told him that it was a blessing to be able to carry luggage for a few gentlemen!" Ye Liu nodded, his face became faster than turning a book, and Han Tongwen couldn't laugh if he wanted to, because a spout pot fell off.

The pavilion has finally arrived, the hexagonal cornices, the vermilion pillars, here the west is facing the five old peaks, and the Shengze Spring is under the side, the cliffs and rocks are steep, and the stream is turbulent. Originally, it was the place where Zhang Wanjuan Mountain was long to check books, so it was also called the book survey platform. Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty led troops through Lushan when he met here with the mountain chief of that generation, in order to commemorate Li Bo, he chose a place to build a pavilion here, and named it a unique pavilion.

The pavilion is not small, there are exactly five stone benches and a round stone table, it seems that there is no place to sit all the way after hard work.

There was a small open area in front of the pavilion, and the five old men each took their own things and sat down in the pavilion.

"Okay, you can break the mountain, what topic do you choose first"

"How did it start?" Han Tongwen asked, "Is such a grand event so casual?"

"Bastard, what's wrong, almost all the remaining Hongru of Qingya Academy are here, do you dare to dislike the small formation?" Shi Zhongyuan scolded

"Originally, there were many rules, first of all, after you are qualified to break the academy, you need to ring the courtyard bell, then bathe, fast, worship the heavens, worship the ancestors, and then sacrifice the saints, burn the watch, and then choose a good day to break the mountain before the students."

"Then how can you come to me without it," Han Tongwen said aggrievedly

"We're getting older, and we can't stand those tosses," Ang Lee said

"Seventy and do what you want, don't exceed the rules, the youngest of us, Lao Liu, is enough to be your grandfather, so naturally you don't need to follow those rules. "It seems that Wu Qinghe is not a good bird either.

"Okay, then I'll choose poetry!" Han Tongwen had a sentence in his heart and didn't dare to ask, Old Master Kong can not exceed the rules at seventy, then the old man is a literary saint, and you fucking too?"

"Please teach" should have respect or not, Han Tongwen respectfully held a disciple salute.

"The scenery of Wulao Peak is good, and Qingya Academy is also very beautiful, you can choose a long poem with the scenery of the academy for half an hour!"

The most difficult thing in poetry is the long poem, the short poem can be put together with hard thinking, but the long poem is different, there is no cultural heritage and accumulation can not write a long poem at all, but they don't know the details of Han Tongwen.

Han Tongwen bowed his head and paced in the pavilion, looking like he was thinking, but in fact he was slandering those old men for being too disrespectful, but he threw pots in the open space and persuaded them to drink! The scenery of Lushan Mountain is beautiful, and the essence of it is in Qingya Academy, and there are undoubtedly two places that he likes the most, the place where the peach blossoms are flourishing, and the Yunhai Waterfall that rolls on the peak.

"There you have it, sir!"

"Oh, so fast, this is a long poem!" Wen Qi'an was a little surprised

"Juniors can try it!"

"The young man is really confident, there is pen and ink here" Wen Qi'an walked up to the pavilion with his hands behind his back

"The younger generation likes peach blossoms the most, where the gentlemen live, and there are many peach blossoms in the school building, and the younger generation will take this as the topic" Han Tongwen holds a pen in his right hand, pulls his sleeve in his left hand, and dips it in ink

"Peach Blossom Song"

Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy under Peach Blossom Nunnery. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and folded flower branches for wine money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you have to sleep with the flowers. Day after day after flower, drunkenness and sobering year after year.

I don't want to bow in front of the carriage and horses, but I hope that the old man will die in the wine room. The dust of the car and the horse are full of the noble, and the wine cup and the flower branch are poor.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the sky. If the poor are compared to chariots and horses, he has to drive me to be idle.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I can't see through it. I remember the tomb of Wuling Haojie, no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. ”

Wen Qi'an originally only thought that this trip was for fun, and he didn't believe that anyone could really break the mountain. The first sentence made Wen Qi'an's poetry shine in everyone's eyes, not only the calligraphy is old, but also the poems are novel and ingenious, with a unique charm, and secretly said a good word. Those gentlemen who were throwing pots were very happy when they saw Wen Qi'an's face, and they couldn't help but come around, but they didn't express any opinions, just quietly watched Han Tongwen write poems!

At this moment, Han Tongwen is also intoxicated with this poem, although Tang Yin's poem is a song, but poetry is a talk in ancient times, Han Tongwen likes Tang Yin's poems, abandons those obscure images, and uses simple and clear language, with a modern flavor, Han Tongwen has read a lot of his poems, and is known for his uninhibited style, Han Tongwen has always thought that Tang Bohu is the founder of modern poetry. When Han Tongwen put away his pen, he found that there were people around him, put down his pen, and bowed down to ask for advice.

"Good, good, good!" Wen Qi'an said three good words in a row, "the style is elegant and handsome, the meaning is mellow and far-reaching, although the poems are full of flowers, peaches, wine, drunk these fragrant words, but there is no vulgarity, but the pen power through the back of the paper, which makes people wake up suddenly." ”

"Boy, just with this poem, you can be worthy of the Tang Dynasty!" Li An's evaluation is not exaggerated at all, "You are going to go to the Qinglou, it is definitely a fire!" It's nothing for you, go play below, and call you after the evaluation" Han Tongwen almost vomited blood, but the evaluation ended here, because several old guys hung him aside and evaluated him around the table