The servant smiled and whispered: "Reply to Mr., literati and poets often come to have wine and have fun in this Fuhua Building, so many students who are not talented come here to read out the articles they have written in advance in public. The meaning of the drunkard is not in wine. Recommended: The new work of the master: "Science and Technology Library" http://m./1_1998/"

The scribe was a little suspicious and didn't believe it, and said, "I'll try them."

The servant nodded, the scholar stood up, walked to the students with a smile, and asked, "The pedestrians under his command,

Zhao Gao had a strange life to the court."

Jiang Liuyu walked down from the building and saw this scene. Although he was not surprised, he still wanted to watch the fun, so he stopped here. Meng Fanrui walked up to him a few steps, frowned slightly, turned to look at him, and said, "If you don't leave quickly, you will be late in the middle of the night!"

Jiang Liuyi did not dare to say no to refuse, so he said softly, "Master, let the disciple see, and go after reading the whole story. Isn't it okay to practice for half an hour today?"

Meng Fanrui's usual soft and hard food is not eaten, but he also has to distinguish who it is against. Jiang Liuyu is his precious apprentice. Since he is so obedient, he must be sensible as a master.

Meng Fanrui didn't say anything, so he asked Jiang Liuyu to see enough.

Besides, Tong Sheng at that table was stunned after hearing the middle-aged scholar's sentences, and he couldn't help but feel stunned, and he couldn't answer a single word.

"You, who are you, why did you break into the wine shop of our Peony Poetry Club!" said a young boy.

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "I am the next surname Zhou, Kun, the name is Shejiang, and the name is Yuhu Jushi. He is an unknown person. I haven't asked you what your surname is yet to ask for?"

These Tongsheng are all natives from Fengyang Mansion. When they heard the accent of the middle-aged scholar, they knew that he was from another place. They had both the name and the nickname but no one had heard of them. They regarded him as a passing scholar in their hearts.

Meng Fanrui asked, "Yuhu? Someone else took this thing as a number? It seems to be a false morality that is greedy for money."

Jiang Liuyu shook his head, rolled his eyes, and said, "That is a famous quote from the Tang Dynasty poet Mr. Shao Bo. As relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, a heart of ice was in the jade pot. The gentleman's name was taken from this sentence to illustrate his integrity and integrity." He paused slightly and said, "It seems that this gentleman is either in an important position to alert himself, or in a hurricane, but he is unwilling to do so. Otherwise, he is a hypocrite."

Can a single name bring up so many things? Meng Fanrui was too lazy to think about these things, but he also found it interesting and even continued to watch them with great enthusiasm.

"Since you are an unknown person, how can you ask us this question!"

"I just don't know what's up, don't know what's up!"

Zhou Kun smiled, shook his head, and said to the servant beside him: "You won."

The servant bowed his hands and smiled, saying, "Sir, please give in."

Zhou Kun shook his head and planned to leave, but heard another sarcastic provocation coming from behind.

"If you wear a straight body, you think you are a scholar!"

"Hmph! Who said it was not? No matter what, we said, it was Tong Sheng, but we don't know where this old guy is!"

Jiang Liuyan frowned slightly, then stepped forward and said, "The Zuo Gong Dynasty stayed with each other forever, and the osmanthus tree looked at the lights again in the east wind."

Huh?

Zhou Kun was a little surprised and turned to look at Jiang Liuyu. He was just a teenager in his teens. He couldn't help but be surprised and asked with a smile: "Are you prepared sentences in advance?"

Jiang Liuyu snorted coldly and said, "My master, I don't want to pretend like this!" As he said, he turned his eyes to Tong Sheng on the table and said, "You people rely on the many people to bully foreigners and speak harshly. In this way, they are scholars? If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know the southeast, west and north!"

As he said that, he kicked the chair over.

Zhou Kun subconsciously took a step back and laughed softly, "This little brother is Luo Tuo."

The servant hurriedly went to support him and said, "Sir, let's avoid it quickly."

Zhou Kun waved his hand and said, "No, he stood up for me, how could I leave at this time." As he said that, he actually picked up a bench beside him, wearing a dark blue robe. This middle-aged man in a literary style rushed up.

The long gown tripped between his legs, and he couldn't help but take steps, and stood stumbled to Jiang Liuyu and said, "You are insulting your kindness!"

Jiang Liuyu turned around and looked at him... he was speechless for a moment. Who was insulting his kindness?

When the seven or eight people saw this scene, they stood up and shouted to them: "I, seventy-five members of the Peony Poetry Society! Don't think we are easy to bully!"

Jiang Liuyan snorted lightly and said, "I annoy you guys the most, I'm not going to make a fuss when I'm not going to make a move!" As he said that, he raised his hand and went to lift the table.

When the guy next to him saw that the situation was wrong, he hurried to find Diewu.

"Ping Ping Pong, ding ding bang..." The good porcelain plates and bowls were broken all over the floor, and the vegetables, juice, wine and rice were sprinkled everywhere.

How could those seven or eight people allow Jiang Liuyu, a child, to act like this? He rolled up his sleeves and rushed up.

Zhou Kun refused to let Jiang Liuyu get beaten up, held the bench with his hands and separated the people with his legs: "Little brother, run!"

Jiang Liuyu said angrily: "Wuyang! Come to me!"

......

Meng Fanrui kindly reminded: "You left Wu Yang upstairs."

Jiang Liuyu... licked his lips and said, "Master!"

Meng Fanrui grinned: "You can see how important it is to have good kung fu?"

Zhou Kun, a weak scholar, was no match for those people. He was pushed to the ground without a moment of pushing.

Jiang Liuyu nodded repeatedly, pulled Meng Fanrui's sleeve and said, "I understand, I understand."

Meng Fanrui smiled with satisfaction and raised his legs and kicked the two scholars coming towards him were kicked away. Meng Fanrui said slowly: "Just like you, a kid, if you don't learn a good kung fu, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

Jiang Liuqi went over and pulled Zhou Kun with the servant, and asked, "Are Mr. Zhou injured?"

Zhou Kun smiled and said, "Oh, I haven't moved my muscles for many years, I'm old, it's not possible. When I was young, these people were my opponents?"

Jiang Liuyi curled his lips disdainfully and sneered: "Just blow it. Look at you who let others beat me. If it weren't for my cheap master, I, the young master, would have fallen today."

Zhou Kun asked with a smile: "Brother, what name do you call me? It seems inconvenient today. I'll go to visit you tomorrow."

Jiang Liuyu said, "Young Master will not change his name or change his surname... He is called Jade-faced Little Tornado! I am here for fun. If you look for it, come to Fuhualou to find me."

Zhou Kungong bowed and said, "It turns out that it is a small jade-faced whirlwind."

Jiang Liuyu laughed out loud and asked, "Why, have you heard of this title?"

Zhou Kun nodded and said seriously: "I have read a few of the words of the scholar Miaoshou," he said.
Chapter completed!