Great Tang’s Unparalleled National Teacher

"In the cooperative, it seems that Old Li, they messed up!"

Zhang Feng was lying on the recliner at the door, listening to a snot full of Saliva splash across the face that Gou'zi said.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Zhang Feng Elder Brother, I will tell you Austria! Early this morning, I saw that there were cards hanging at the bank gates opened by several officials. I looked at Old Scholar and he said This is the card that is closed today, and at the door of the shop, the people are as if they are enchanted, their eyes are blood-red and blood-red."

"And I also heard the guard at the door say that last night, the city There are thousands of people outside the gate. I heard that Cháng'ān was sending money, so they came overnight."

"But I don’t know how to drop it. The government doesn’t care about it, it’s like I didn’t see it. In general, I heard that the Bank of Ping An Square sent out almost millions of silver taels yesterday!"

"tsk tsk, I don’t know whether those millions of silver taels can How many Guokui Momos do I buy? I heard that a Guokui Momo costs five cents. 1"

In the world of children, I am not interested in anything, but only one eats, and that counts as the door. clear.

But at this time, Gou'zi was also confused.

Several millions. For him, seeing is money that he has never seen before. If he can force a bank to close, how much money does it cost me?

However, these words, in Zhang Feng's ears, became another meaning.

"Gou'zi, you go, Old Scholar find it, just say I'm looking for him to drink!"

Zhang Feng waved his hand, Gou'zi hearing this, with a dark He wiped his nose with his arm, and ran away in a hurry.

Never wear straw shoes.

Waving his hand, let Little Brat, who is beside him, enter the house.

Zhang Feng then went to the back kitchen slowly and brought a big pot of mix-up and a big box of steamed buns. In the hot eyes of Zhu'zi and the others, Zhang Feng took a pot of mix-up. Put up and a large basket of steamed buns on the table.

"Don’t grab the older ones, let the younger ones come one by one, that, Xiaoya, what are you doing in hiding? Come on, this lamb leg for you 1"

Hidden in the corner, Xiaoya didn't dare to step forward, and suddenly there was a greasy and steaming meaty stick in her hand.

The little girl smiled sweetly, took two steamed buns in the frame, and ran away in a hurry.

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly.

Never mind.

But inadvertently, I saw Old Scholar smiling and stroking his beard at the door, and behind him, staring at Zhu'zi holding a large piece of meat and gnawing with keen interest pleasure, eye shows the ominous light.

"Come on, Gou'zi, there is a big pot on the stovetop. Go and bring it up and eat together!"

"Go!"

hearing This, Gou'zi ran away with a smile.

"hahaha! Zhang Feng Brother, you really are... the old man thinks he is familiar with Sage books, but the old man admires your behavior!"

" If there are more people like you in the world, then I, Great Tang, would not be afraid of being strong! Where can there be wars in the world!"

"There will be such a day!"

Zhang Feng slightly smiled.

"Come on, Old Scholar, please sit down!"

"|It's too boring to be alone, I'm looking for you, he he, alcohol to relieve boredom, damn Zhu'zi his father, If you can't drink with him, that guy is born a slave!"

"And the Old He, too, always want to tell me my wife, oh! Or hello!"

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Zhang Feng sighed.

From the counter, a jar of wine came out, holding two wine cups, and sitting opposite Old Scholar.

Old Scholar looked down at Gou'zi, who brought a big pot of meat, and ate it fiercely. He scolded with a smile: "Eat slowly and no one will snatch it from you, and I'm not afraid of being choked to death!"

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"hahaha! No! My mother said, I can support it!"

Gou'zi wiped his mouth.

Grined.

Old Scholar smiled.

I took the wine cup handed by Zhang Feng and took a sip.

"Your wine is good 1"

"This wine is like yours. Although it is clear and bottomless, it is extremely mellow. You are a youngster like you, why Not thinking about entering the court as an official? But here..."

"Hey! Old Scholar, you are here too!"

Zhang Feng is speechless.

"It's not anxious to be an official, and I can't be anxious for the time being. It depends on fate!"

Old Scholar is excited.

"With your ability, you..."

"I! I just want to be drunk now, and if I can live in thousands of buildings, then I It will surely cover the whole world with joy! Those are Daoist Immortal days!"

hearing this.

The wine glass in the Old Scholar's hand hung on the table with a bang, and asked with a trembling voice: "Did you just read a poem?"

"This... …You did it?"

"Eh……"

"This is a poem by a senior. I was fortunate to have heard it, but that senior already not in this World Now."

"oh!"

Old Scholar hearing this, the scorching heat in his eyes dimmed slightly.

"It's a shame!"

"A person who can utter such a good poem must be a Great Confucian person. You know that person has a name and name Who?"

Zhang Feng shook his head.

He is always impossible to say that the person who made this poem is not born yet, right?

Can't this send Old Scholar away?

Zhang Feng shook his head and said: "Old Scholar, I ask you, do you know everything on the street?"

"en!"

Old Scholar's wrinkled face is full of solemnity at this time.

"This matter has been spread in the neighborhood, and the old man will also go and see it."

Zhang Feng hearing this, asked: "Then what do you think of this matter? How is it?"

"How is it?"

Old Scholar shook his head slightly.

"Failed, it failed!"