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Chapter 162 Bandits and Poetry
Yang Liang looked at Yang Changlu and said, "I'm already like this, what else can I do to help you?"

"Master Li, you are different from me. I can see that you are a capable person. Even if you are locked up here, you will not panic."

Yang Liang was silent for a while, acquiescing to Yang Changlu's words. After going through several twists and turns, he has become extremely strong, both in knowledge and psychology. A few thieves in Ququ can't actually scare him.

"If something happens to us and I can't leave, but Mr. Li you can escape, I beg you to do something."

Yang Liang said: "Didn't you say that they generally don't take action against messengers and civil servants?"

"Well... there are quite a lot of unusual times."

Yang Liang sighed and said, "Come on, what exactly do you want me to do for you?"

Yang Changlu took out a letter from his arms and said, "Do you remember the noodle shop I told you about? If something happened to me, you would give this letter to the noodle shop's proprietress."

Yang Liang's eyes lit up and he said: "She is..."

Yang Changlu smiled bitterly and said: "There are many unsatisfactory things in the world. I have been turning them over and over again, and I can no longer explain them clearly. Please send me this letter, and I will die without regrets."

Yang Liang also took it seriously, put away the joking expression on his face, and said: "It's a matter of loyalty to others. Brother Yang, don't worry. As long as I don't die, I will definitely deliver this letter."

The night was already deep, Yang Liang and Yang Changlu were chatting without a word. In his arms, Lu Yuanyuan and Ah-Dai had fallen asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but footsteps suddenly sounded outside. Yang Liang and Yang Changlu raised their heads at the same time and looked outside the door.

The big yellow tooth came back again, looked at Yang Changlu, then at Yang Liang, and finally said to Yang Liang: "Are you just rushing to take the exam?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Liang asked.

"Why don't you look good to me?"

Yang Liang said: "Then what do you think I look like?"

"I think you look like a long-term laborer."

Yang Liang secretly said that he has good eyesight, and said with a cold face: "Why are you asking this? Why don't you let people sleep at night?"

"Okay, boy, you are quite bold." Dahuangya said, "Come with me, our boss wants to see you?"

Yang Liang was confused, not knowing what the bandit was doing with his investment.

He pointed to the three people around him and said, "What about them?"

"The boss only said to see you, but not to them."

Yang Liang was worried about being separated from them and said forcefully: "I want to stay with them unless you kill me?"

"Why, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?" Big Yellow Teeth showed his fierce look, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I'm really scared of you, so let's come together."

The door of the utility room opened and four people walked out. It was extremely cold tonight, and the mountain wind blew on people like knives.

Finally, Dahuangya led several people to a cave, and did not forget to whisper: "Our head family gave him the nickname White-faced Scholar, and there is no one in the three hundred miles who disobeys him.

I tell you to be careful, if you piss him off, watch the head above your neck. "

Yang Liang looked around and saw that the cave was quite clean. There was a fire pit in the center, which dispelled the chill in the cave.

After waiting for a while, the big boss hadn't appeared yet, and Yang Liang was already a little impatient.

"Oh, the distinguished guest has arrived. I apologize for my poor reception."

Suddenly, a sharp cry sounded, and a white shadow appeared in the cave.

Yang Liang was startled. What happened? Did he meet another eunuch?
He looked up and saw this man wearing a Confucian white robe, tall and holding a piece of paper in his hand, shaking it gently, looking elegant.

But when he saw his face, Yang Liang almost laughed out loud.

He had a beard on his face and the hair on his head also started to think about starting a business, so he ran away from home one after another.

What’s even more surprising is that you can’t let go of me, and I can’t let you go, so I try my best to shrink into a ball.

Sure enough, ugliness cannot be separated from blame, and blame cannot be separated from ugliness. Otherwise, we would say ugly is weird.

"Are you the one who came to Beijing to take the exam?"

The big boss stared at Yang Liang and looked him up and down several times. Yang Liang was already a little creepy.

"what happened?"

"what!"

The boss yelled again, startling Yang Liang.

"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come. Not bad."

"What's good?" Lu Yuanyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and blurted out.

"What do you think about me going to Beijing to take the exam for you?" the headmaster suddenly said.

"Uh……"

Several people were silent. After a while, Yang Liangcai said: "You rush for the exam for me, what should I do?"

"Of course I'm going to stay here and be a bandit. I'll give the village to you. You can stay here and be the king of the mountain. If you get lonely, you can go down the mountain and snatch a few wives to be the wives of the village. What do you think?"

"Uh……"

Yang Liang looked at Dahuangya and wondered if this white-faced scholar might have a mental problem.

Otherwise, why do I always feel that there is something a little abnormal about this mountain king.Although he is a bandit, he is dressed as a scholar and speaks in a refined manner, but he is completely out of touch with others.

He waved his folding fan and said to himself: "I have been studying poetry and books since I was a child. I only thought that after ten years of living in poverty, I would become famous, learn martial arts, and join the emperor's family.

However, when I dedicated the first poem I wrote to the academic officer, the academic officer said I was nonsense.

I killed him in anger and went up the mountain to become a bandit.

But this is just a temporary measure. In my mind, the purpose of reading has not been destroyed.

I have been looking forward to a scholar at the foot of the mountain. When the time comes, I will kidnap him and let him stay on the mountain to be a bandit. I will put on his clothes, take his guide, and go to the capital to take the exam. Let everyone in the world see my talents.

I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Now I finally got it, and I am so happy in my heart. "

Yang Liang looked at Yang Changlu helplessly: Why don't you grab the scholars?This one is specifically for book readers.

It's a pity that the big boss doesn't know that his current identity is already a trumpet in disguise.

He actually wanted to steal his own trumpet.

There are two people in a small room, which is really too crowded.

"There is a road to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning, and I have been working hard, and finally I have waited for this day." The leader laughed crazily and said: "Come on, come on, this is a poem I usually write, you see How did I write?"

Without waiting for Yang Liang to speak, he took out a stack of poems and recited loudly in the cave: "A goose passed in front, followed by a goose. The goose wants to cross the river and asks me. I want to cross the river." Holding the goose.”

Yang Liang and Yang Changlu both opened their eyes wide and made a "wow" sound.

"How about it? You are shocked. There is also this song. I will read it to you."

The headmaster took out another piece of poetry and held it in front of his eyes, with even more emotion: "Hei Wa is 37 this year. When he marries a daughter-in-law, he will be called aunt. His aunt is 48 this year and is only eleven years older than Hei Wa."

Yang Liang and Yang Changlu were shocked.

"How is it?" The headmaster looked at Yang Liang expectantly.

Yang Liang couldn't bear to lie to him, so he could only say sincerely: "The master's talent is unparalleled in the world. It will definitely not be found in the world. As for whether it is available in heaven, I can't guarantee it."

Yang Changlu nodded vigorously: "I have never heard such a shocking poem."

"Who asked you, what do you know?" He looked at Yang Liang again, with a smile on his face: "I still listen to you, we scholars have something to talk about. Do you think, if I rush to take the exam, can I win? Number one scholar?"

"The top pick will definitely not be able to tolerate you."

"It makes sense. I will definitely shock everyone in the world when the time comes." The leader said, "So, you agreed?"

"Promise what?"

"Let me go to the capital to take the exam for you, and you stay here and be the king of the mountain for me."

Yang Liang thought that if he took the exam for Li Qingyang, Li Qingyang could more or less honor his ancestors and be smiling.If this big boss is allowed to go, I am afraid that Li Qingyang in the coffin will smash the coffin into pieces and then die of anger.

"Push."

Lu Yuanyuan had no professional training, so she burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" The boss's conversation was interrupted, he turned his head and stared at him fiercely.

"Bah, your poem makes no sense. I had to wash my ears for three days after listening to it. You still have the nerve to take the imperial examination." Lu Yuanyuan simply blurted out: "Shame, you are so shameless."

The headmaster suddenly became furious and said with a dark face: "Do you know what happened to me last time when you called me bullshit?"

"What can you do? Everyone in the world thinks it's nonsense, how can you still kill everyone in the world?"

"You bastard, you're talking nonsense." The boss was furious, almost jumping in a hurry: "What do you know? You have written poetry, and you are just making a judgment. You are simply insulting my poetry."

He was so angry that he turned around and saluted Yang Liangshen: "Master, you are a scholar. I know that scholars will not lie to others. I have killed all the scholars who lie to others. Tell me, I Do your poems make sense?"

Yang Liang fell silent for a moment.

He could flatter him hypocritically, and he thought it was harmless to tell a few lies on weekdays, but now if he lied without conscience in this matter, Yang Liang felt that he was not worthy of the word scholar.

Scholars will not lie.

"Actually...that...Da Dangjia's poetry still has a lot of room for improvement."

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that?" He glared at Lu Yuanyuan fiercely and said, "I have a lot of room for improvement?"

"Because we are already at the bottom, there is naturally a lot of room for improvement."

"you wanna die!"

The headmaster really couldn't help it anymore and slapped Lu Yuanyuan on the head with the folding fan in his hand.

Yang Liang was the closest, and gently took the master's wrist in his mouth, blocking him back.

"Well, he is both civil and military." The headmaster took two steps back, nodded towards Yang Liang, and said: "I just read a few poems I wrote. I haven't heard your poems yet. I don't know how you are doing. ?”

Yang Liang was completely silent.

"What's wrong? Can't you write it?" The headmaster put his hands behind his back and laughed proudly.

"No, if I talk about poetry with you, I will be insulting the word poetry." This time, Yang Liang couldn't help it.

(End of this chapter)