One day, two people walk outside, also found that the road the uttermost farthing. Two people all say oneself to see, this text money should return to yourself.
Two people arguing along while, who also won t let, county magistrate sentence had to come to the county government requirements.
Magistrate allows them to do the poem to see who s poem to be the poorest, who pence for this.
Black scholar said: cottage sky, broken smoke house, day every night m, night without a mouse.
Magistrate to nod a way: well, is really poor.
White scholar went on to say: heaven and earth is my house, when the moon candle, hobo leather cover, cushion vertebrae.
Say, stretched out his hand to catch money.
Magistrate busy with both hands over your money way: I am far away to be officer, for fishing and, want money for shame, I want this pence.
Say that finish, busy will this text money in your pocket.