The bright moon is brighter and the moonlight shines brightly as day.

The hazy moonlight shines through the air-permeable walls, illuminating the wood-room. The wood-room is still the same as the demolition of the house, chaotic and smelly, living next to the stables.

But it is not as vulgar as the woodshed.

Because there are three scholars in this woodshed room, the scholars live in the woodshed room is weird but extremely harmonious.

Chen Guhong sang loudly and pointed his fingers into a palm, and his palm hit the wooden basin under his crotch. His voice was very thick and bold, but he had a thunderous momentum of war drums and thunder.

The singing is not loud, but it has a kind of arrogance that does not bow to the powerful.

The drums are like rainbows, the air is like rainbows, the sound is like rainbows, like the river flowing eastward, and the water flows forever and endless.

A song is a singular song, and a storm is hard to return.

The meaning is frivolous. How can the last sentence bends over and serves the powerful and unhappy? It is even more unhappy than to flatter the powerful and only acts as a pride.

This song is really hard to find in the world.

Zheng Chong and Wang Song were stunned and were intoxicated by listening. When a song fell, they took the opportunity to get rid of themselves in the song for a long time.

Chen Guhong threw the wooden basin, then lay down his head resting dry firewood, and asked with a smile: "Two brothers, how about my song?"

"Royal."

“Wild.”

Zheng Chong and Wang Song woke up and bowed one after another, sincerely praising him.

"How about my poem?" Chen Guhong asked with a smile again.

"Although it is not very neat, it is also free and unrestrained, showing its momentum." Wang Song shook his head and said.

"I have never heard of a poem with such momentum." Zheng Chong said honestly.

"Those two wise brothers, do you think I can compete with Liang Sheng?" Chen Guhong asked again.

Wang Song and Zheng Chong suddenly woke up and bowed happily, "I'll ask my brother to take action to repay today's shame."

"I'll kill him until tomorrow. Let me taste the pleasure of this Tongsheng trampling on a famous scholar." Chen Guhong laughed happily, then waved his sleeves and invited him: "With great vulgarity, this broken wood-room may not be a paradise on earth. I'll sleep happily today, accumulate energy, and fight tomorrow."

"That's right, the breeze is bright and the moon is hazy and the wind is gentle. This air is really fresh, much more refreshing than smelling the spices in the big house in the mansion." Wang Song laughed, feeling relaxed and refreshed.

"I'm afraid it's much more comfortable than serving the beautiful maids and slaves." Zheng Chong said with a rare laugh.

The three scholars then brought dry firewood to make pillows, used the earth, mountains and rocks as beds, and the sky above their heads as bedding, chatting and laughing happily and showing their freedom.

I slept happily this night, I slept sweetly this night, I slept beautifully this night, and my dreams kept drooling on the corners of my mouth.

When the bright moon set and the red sun slowly rose from the east, the three scholars woke up one after another. Yesterday, the slave also brought water and food to the three of them.

There is water, no towel, there is a wooden barrel, no wooden spoon. The meal is a bowl of noodles, no noodles, no dishes, and oil stars are rare.

The three of them were not angry, so they held water in their hands, wet their faces, washed the dirt, and took out the changed clothes to change the dirt-filled clothes to restore their refreshment.

He also held a few copper noodles on the street and ate in big mouthfuls.

"You are the one who eats less oil and water, eats more vegetables and fruits, and live a long life. Wu Xiude is a great filial and honest person, and this is what we care about." Wang Song said humorously while picking up a noodles.

"Elder kindness, it's not okay if you don't eat it clean." Chen Guhong also smiled.

Then the three of them ate in a sensation, ate all the noodles, leaving no drop of the soup, and even licked the bowl, as if they were eating the delicious food from heaven.

The servants were dumbfounded. Needless to say, they deliberately asked questions for the three of them, but they could not expect that the three of them would be so happy.

"Are you crazy?"

The slave couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

The scholars do not understand the leisurely slaves of scholars, and the scholars do not understand the angry slaves. After dinner, Chen Guhong and the other two began to entertain themselves, including black and white pieces on the chessboard and a flute on their own.

When he was in a high mood, he strokes the flute and plays the sound of the flute. When he was itchy, he would catch and kill black and white, kill him in a heart-wrenching way. Of course, because Chen Guhong had too high chess power, he was sent out by Wang Song and Zheng Chong.

Time flies, and it is evening.

The poetry meeting is an elegant event. The moon is very big and round tonight, so the poetry meeting will be held tonight. Chen Guhong asked the slave, "Wait for the master to ask you to take us here. Do you have any instructions not to attend the poetry meeting?"

"The master said, this is just a lesson to you, telling you what it is to be young. You can participate in the poetry meeting, anyway, you are just a child and ordinary talent."

The slave sneered, without any intention of stopping.

Chen Guhong and the other two looked at each other, then tidied up their clothes and walked over from several servants who were in charge. Wang Song was humorous and smiled when he passed by: "You dog slaves are really obedient. I wonder if you master asked you to eat shit, will you eat it?"

"You." Several servants were immediately angry.

"Hahaha." Wang Song laughed, and caught up with Chen Guhong and the others with big sleeves and left quickly.

"It's OK." Chen Guhong gave a thumbs up and praised.

"Give me a big sigh of anger." Zheng Chong said with a stern head.

The three of them left the remote corner of Ruizhuang and headed for the poetry meeting. Without anyone to guide the way, the most lively voices and the most fires were the poetry meeting.

When the three of them came, they were already overcrowded.

The poetry meeting was set up on an open space, which was quite large, and countless lights were lit around it. There was a stone platform in it, and there were many tables placed around the platform.

There was also a pot of wine and a few plates of cold dishes on the table.

There were four treasures of the study on the table table, and scholars sat behind the table, with a high expression. Everyone was about to soar into the sky and win the title of the world.

There are also rich slaves and beautiful maids interspersed among them, which adds more luxury.

The three of them stopped outside the court for a while, and it felt a little difficult to intervene. At this moment, a loud shout rang out.

"Three wise brothers, here, here." Looking up, Wu Zhengchun shouted in front of the three of them, with a very excited expression.

"We live in a woodshed room, this kid is alone in a single room." Wang Song said indignantly.

Yesterday to today, I haven’t seen Wu Zhengchun again. It would be fake to say that there is no grudge in the three of them. However, Chen Guhong is not a partial believer, so he said, “Maybe Zhengchun doesn’t know either.”

As he said that, he took the lead in going to Wu Zhengchun.

When we met again, Wu Zhengchun was happy and puzzled, and asked, "After you were taken away last night, there was no news. Why is this?"

Seeing Wu Zhengchun's expression, the grudges in the three of them disappeared and they smiled.

"We live in the woodshed." Wang Song said angrily.

"Food House?" Wu Zhengchun was stunned at first, then furious and shouted: "I think the Wu family is also rich in scholarship and has been prominent for generations. How can they treat guests like this?"

"No way, it's because they are prominent, we are locals." Wang Song smiled humorously and patted Wu Zhengchun on the shoulder.

"Forehead."

Wu Zhengchun was stunned.

"Boy, don't look shocked first. Just wait and see something even more surprised, don't stare out your eyes." Wang Song laughed, glanced at Chen Guhong, and said with some meaning.

"What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!