Chapter 580： Old show is sitting in the middle

Overlooking the outside of the shop, I was surprised. There were not many scholars on the side of the Great Wall. There was no school here, so there was no teacher, as she was born, she was literate and hyped. They rely on large and small, slanting stone tablets, and they stand in the corners of the streets and lanes. They recognize a few words every day. For a long time, they have to learn carefully, and they can read books and read more. There is no such thing as learning.

Although Ning Yao has not seen Wen Sheng, but vaguely guessed the identity of the old gentleman, the current feeling is not deep, the only feeling is that while traveling with the world, some of the portraits of Wen Sheng have not been completely banned on the books, humming It’s not like that, the books are very similar. Whether it’s a bust or a portrait, the paintings are so imposing. Now it seems to be a thin old man.

There are some doubts in the stack, Ning Yao said: "We talk about us, don't care about them."

Outside, it’s an unexpected long-awaited reunion.

In addition to smiling, Chen Ping did not say anything.

The old show turned to look at the two little girls in the shop, whispered: "Which?"

Chen Pingan whispered: "The one that looks good."

The old show was not so happy, clenched his fists on his chest and held out his thumb.

Chen Pingan let the old gentleman wait a moment, went inside and greeted him with a stack of screams, moved the chair and went out, listened to the stack and said that there was no wine in the shop, he asked Ning Yao if he could help to buy some, Ning Yao nodded, and soon Going to the nearby wine cellar and smashing the food box directly, except for a few kinds of sake dishes, cups and cups, Chen Pingan and the old gentleman are already sitting on the small bench, and the chair is used as a wine table. It looks a bit funny, Chen Ping got up and thought. I had to take the food box and open it myself. The result was that Ning Yao blinked. She put the dish on the dish, put the wine bowl on the side, put the food box aside, and then said to the old man, please Mr. Wen Sheng slowly drink. The old show has already got up and stood with Chen Pingan. This time, he laughed more and more, and the so-called music opened, but it was.

Ning Yao shouted and left the shop and walked together.

The old man snorted, sipped his mouth, shuddered, took a deep breath, "tired and tired, finally returned to the gods."

Chen Pingan slowly drank and smiled at the old gentleman who seemed to have no change.

The old man picked up a chopsticks and served with the chopsticks. When he saw Chen Pingan, he did not move. He raised the chopsticks in his hands. He said vaguely: "When the chopsticks move chopsticks, the optics will drink alcohol. If you don't eat the wine, you will be bored. I was in the same year. At that time, it was poor. I could only rely on the sages as a savory dish. Cui Wei’s little **** died from the beginning. He thought that while reading a book while drinking, what a fine thing, then there is a kind of learning, where is it? I know that if I have money in my pocket, I will have a dish on the wine table and go to his sage book."

Only the most sinister person can find the most reasonable words.

Chen Pingan took a chopstick dish, chewed it slowly, and sipped his mouth, very skilled.

I don’t have anything to say, but I don’t know how to speak. I don’t know what to say, what to say.

The old show only flies under the chopsticks, drinking does not stop, but also loses enough to buy enough.

The old man’s wine bowl was empty, and Chen Pingan bent over and reached out to help the wine.

After eating the dishes and drinking the wine, Chen Ping put the dishes and dishes back into the food box, and the old man used the sleeves to wipe the wine stains on the chair.

As a result, the moment left and right, it fell to the door of the store.

The old man asked: "How come?"

The left and right replied: "Students want to see a few more eyes."

The old man pointed to the empty chair and smiled: "You have the highest sword, then you sit here?"

Left and right blinked Chen Ping, Chen Pingan had to give up his little bench, bypassed the chair, and walked to the old show.

The old man was only able to sit in a chair, and Chen Ping was seated.

The old man asked: "Do you both recognize the brothers?"

Said left and right: "I didn't think so."

Chen Pingan said: "The same reason."

The old showman sitting in the chair, of course, is a close-knit disciple of his own, so he slaps on the left and right heads of the short section. "How to be a brother, but it is just a matter of studying early, you can’t afford to be awkward. How many years have you been playing bachelor? Don’t say anything else, just say that this big event, we are a gentleman, now rely on your little teacher to support the scene! With the sword, running and running, can help you warm The bed is still able to help you deliver the tea."

Chen Pingan said: "The left predecessors were on the city's head, and they are going to teach the younger generation of swordsmanship. The left predecessors worry that the realm of the younger generation is too low, so it is more difficult."

No suspense, but also slap a slap, black and white face, thinking that waiting for Mr. to leave the Jiancheng Great Wall, I am not too embarrassed.

Chen Pingan said: "But the left predecessor was still holding the waist for the younger generation when he first saw Mr. Yao."

The old man just sighed and turned his head and said lightly: "That is a slap in the face. It is Mr. Mistaken, right and left, you don't explain it. If you play small, you will change it later. You got it wrong. Wouldn’t you remember Mr. Hate? If you feel wronged in your heart, remember to say it, you can correct it, you can’t change it, you’re not good at it, but I’m just using this sentence, I’m just trying to get out of the basket and listen to the Buddha. The Taoists are stunned, right?"

Mr. is naturally right. So the left and right are not snoring, but decided to teach the kid two swords, one is definitely not enough.

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "The deputy mountain owner of the Cliff College has always been very concerned... Sir."

This is the first time Chen Ping’s name is Mr. Wen Sheng, a simple gentleman.

The old man was so hard to make a wine cellar and erect his ears, so he wondered: "Who, what? Say it again."

I turned my eyes around.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Mr. Mao is very worried about Mr.."

The old man turned around and squatted on the chair handle and looked at Chen Pingan. He smiled and said: "Little winter, I am most willing to use the most stupid way to teach and educate people. The patience is very good, most like me. It is similar to the left and right. When I picked it up, I couldn’t turn my head. I just didn’t tie Mao Xiaodong, I went to the sack and went to the Book of Rites. I gave up an old face, don’t help him privately. It’s a good relationship, I can't go it, I can't be a gentleman.”

Suddenly asked left and right: "Why didn't you want to admit that Mr. is a gentleman, but now the realm is high, but he recognizes Mr.?"

Chen Ping replied: "I have never read a book in the past. Why do you think of Mr., is Mr. Wen a gentleman? Is it the Most Holy Master, Li San Sheng, who is in front of me, they are willing to accept, I I believe that Mr. is willing to collect disciples. Before the disciples get started, they must also pick a gentleman! I have read three books and three books, just like the shop, and finally I think that the truth is the best. I only recognize that even if the gentleman regrets it. Well, I will be tirelessly advising myself to study, so I am sincere."

Left and right for a long time.

I have seen shameless people, I have never seen such shameless. Chen Ping, your kid's family is the reason to open the store?

Three games!

The old man was stunned and left. "What are you doing, take the wine."

Left and right helplessly said: "Sir, I don't like drinking too much, not to mention Chen Ping's body is more."

"Look, you are a bachelor, you don't have to worry about what you owe."

The old man used his words with a heavy heart to convince people to follow suit and follow the example: "Your younger brother is different, and you have your own mountain. You have to have a wife now. How much is this cost? You were the one who helped you with the money. I don't know the hardships of raising a family. Take out the gentleness of a little brother. Don't give people a lighter look at this pulse. Don't take Mr. Xiaojun, who is a wine, go, go to the city and look at it. It is Chen Ping’s brother, lest the husband is not here, and your younger brother is bullying."

The left and right are dumb.

In the past study career, this is the biggest protest against his own gentleman.

Chen Pingan took out two pots of wine from the squats and handed them to the old show.

They are all glutinous rice wines from Longquan's hometown. All the Xianjia wines are given to the sword-bearing man who is hanging over the mountain.

The old show handed a pot to the left and right.

Did not refuse left and right.

Chen Pingan took out a pot himself.

The old man smiled and asked: "What is the taste?"

I have to say a word that is as little as possible to conscience. "It's okay."

The old man shook his head and shouted: "This is what people who don't understand drinking can say."

The old show turned to look at Chen Pingan.

Sure enough, the old show was not disappointed.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "The white drink is the best."

The old show laughed.

After laughing for a long time, I found Chen Pingan looking at herself.

The old man coughed a few times. "Reassure, let your masters please drink in the future. On the side of the Great Wall, as long as it is drinking, it is your own, or you are calling friends, you are keeping accounts on the head of the name." Left and right..."

Sighed and sighed, "Know it."

The old man shouted again and again.

The left and right have already said: "No grievances."

The old show is only satisfied.

Chen Pingan is drinking, and the more he feels, the harder it is for his next days.

Unexpectedly, the old show has been very understanding: "Your brothers and sisters, swordsmanship still draws the hand, but if you are not willing to learn, you do not have to learn, want to learn, feel how to teach, and the brothers say, the brother is not It will be too much."

Said left and right: "You can learn."

Chen Pingan immediately said: "Do not worry."

Leaning forward and leaning forward, staring at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan looked at the old show.

When the old man was able to take the lead, he immediately reached down and pressed his left and right heads and pushed back. He taught: "Let the little brother."

Start drinking around.

It is very strange that Wen Sheng treated several rumors of disciples in the door. It seems to be the most unwelcome to the left and right, but this disciple is always the one who is the most left and right, accompanied by Mr.

Even the famous disciples like Mao Xiaodong are puzzling.

Only the left and right brothers are too tempered, Mao Xiaodong, Ma Zhan, they are actually not too daring to talk to the left and right.

At that time, Cui Wei, who had not deceived his ancestors, was a dazzling literary sage, so that all the school academies and gentlemen of the Middle Kingdom of Shenzhou would be eclipsed, high in learning, high in cultivation, and chess. As high as the top, the same will often be left and right to repay the mouth, as Cui Wei was unwilling, or not, Mao Xiaodong they are destined to have no chance to know the answer.

As for the study of the left and right, the rumor of Wen Sheng is enough to explain everything.

Unfortunately, it was covered up by his swordsmanship.

Therefore, the world always mentions the swordsman who is a latecomer, and only says that swordsmanship is very high, extremely high, or the highest in the world.

Even many people will forget his identity as a disciple.

A manpower presses all the congenital swords in the world, and this is around.

But today, sitting on the small bench at the small shop door, in the eyes of the old show, it was only the tall, clear-eyed boy of that year. After he went to the door, he said that he had no money, but he wanted to see the sage book, learn some truth, owe The money, recognize the gentleman, will return later, but if you read the book, test the champion, or help the gentleman to recruit more disciples, then he will not pay back.

The teenager said this at the time, very serious.

At that time, the poor talents who were not too old were still not old-fashioned, and they did not become a literary sage. They just published books and were a little smug. They were not ashamed to eat wine, they agreed. I don’t think there is a younger brother around Cui Wei. It’s not like that. Besides, the poor show only felt that the biggest wish of his life was that Tao Li was in the world. With a big disciple, it’s a good thing to have another two disciples. It’s a good thing. In the end, it’s a good sentence that I’ve figured out. At that time, there’s only a man who has a famous name. I really didn’t think too much, and I didn’t think too far. I even felt that the Tao Li was all over the world. It’s just a distant dream. I thought, just like when I was in the lane, I was drinking a pound of half a catty to buy the liqueur in my home, thinking about the wines sold in a pot and a pot in the big restaurant.

For many years, I can still remember vaguely that the little daughter of a restaurant treasurer seems to be beautiful.

In the long run, if you drink alcohol, you can't look at it and you will be intoxicated.

Therefore, in the later generations, there is a book written by the Confucian great saints to teach the old man, to write the old man’s words, to be too old-fashioned, to change the meaning of the old man, to make the old man angry, the men and women are emotional, the world is righteous, and the people are not ruthless. What's more, the grass can still be transformed into a fascinating charm. People can't be sages, and the sages will be at fault. They shouldn't be tempted to be sages everywhere. This kind of learning is unique, not to bring the scholars closer to the sages. It is gradually pushing far. The old man then went to the Confucian Temple to make a good reason. The other side was also hard-pressed. Anyway, what you said was that I listened, but I didn’t quarrel with the old show. I definitely didn’t say half a word.

It is precisely such a saint who is suspected of being inhuman and ignorant, but at the expense of self-cultivation, as a price, the hard-boiled world has propped up the entrance of the Guanxi until the old show and the man holding the sword. The readers appeared in front of him, and the other party finally put down the burden, quietly fallen, and smiled at the old show, and suddenly passed away, completely smashed, and no more afterlife.

Life is gone.

Looking at each other and laughing, it is against the heart.

The old man finished drinking a pot of wine, did not rush to get out of the chair, his hands clinging to the jug, basking in the sun of other worlds.

Left and right whispered: "Mr., you can leave, otherwise the world's flying ascendant demon, may be together to intercept the husband to leave."

Chen Pinggang just got up and talked.

The old man raised his hand and pressed it gently. "No need to say anything, the gentleman knows. Mr. many words, I will not talk to you for the time being."

The old man was backed by a chair, relaxed and relaxed, whispering to himself: "Sit a little more for a while. Mr. has been for many years, and there are not two students sitting at the same time."

One left and one right student, the gentleman sits in the middle.

Mr. Mr., finally, it’s not only left and right.