Chapter 849
After finishing the conversation with Cheng Chumo, Zhang Feng left.
But Li Chengqian and the others also successfully eliminated the task assigned to them by Zhang Feng.
Last night they thought for a long time. It was almost impossible to draw water from the waterfall, and now there is such a thing, Zhang Feng is not in the mood to teach them what is called wind water transport. Faith.
After all, if the students of idle pain in the balls don't do well, everything they did before will be wasted.
This is the biggest problem.
When Zhang Feng arrived, Yu Shinan and the others burst into laughter in Li Yuan's bamboo house.
The most important thing seems to be talking about Zhang Feng’s new poem, and at the door, three young men in linen shirts, neat and tidy standing at the door, recite morality over and over again through.
Zhang Feng didn't care about anything, he shouted directly outside the door: "Student Zhang Feng, meet a few Honored Teachers."
Several people hearing this suddenly broke out again. The burst of laughter: "Look, this youngster has just been mentioned, he came, come in, the door is unlocked."
Zhang Feng opened the door when he saw it.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw on the screen in the center of the room, there was a character that had just been written and the ink was not yet dry.
This is the poem Zhang Feng wrote last night.
Yu Shinan pointed to the poem on the screen and said: "This is what you wrote last night?"
"It was what I said last night, but I didn't write it. !"
He is full of hearing this, and I am asking: "Why do the people of Cháng'ān know now, this is what you did?"
hearing this, Zhang Feng Spit bitterly.
"Wrong, wronged by the students! These are all those damn people, increasingly distort the truth. By the way, the three bastards outside the door listened to the root of the wall and passed it out to me."
Yu Shinan hearing this, pointed to a futon under his hand, motioned to Zhang Feng to sit down, and then said: "Now, your poem is completely popular. Last night, the three youngsters depended on you. Poetry earned three chickens and ten catties of braised pork. Did you know that my poem is so worthless?"
Zhang Feng's eyes rounded instantly.
Yu Shinan smiled and cursed upon seeing this: "So, do you think poems are sold cheaply?"
"This is still passed from them, you know, second-hand earning How much is it?"
"How much?"
"Three hundred thousand coins!"
"Hiss——!"
Even Zhang Feng had a foreboding, but he was also taken aback by this number.
Which land-rich nouveau riche wants to buy this?
You come to me!
I don’t want to overcharge, if you give me a hundred thousand, I can make you one hundred and eighty songs in one night!
"Don't be such a fan of money, do you think this is a good thing?"
Ouyang Xun glared at Zhang Feng and yelled.
In an instant, Zhang Feng put away the greed on his face.
"Students are taught!"
Ouyang Xun is nodded: "But your poems are excellent. As for Yu Yuer's things, we don't bother to care, you pay attention The influence is fine, but old man and the others give you a piece of advice, stay away from this person, otherwise you don’t know how you died when the time comes!"
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Is this woman so awesome?
Zhang Feng is not easy to ask, so he has to hold his head.
"Okay, this youngster is here, there must be something, youngster, Old Scholar just went to the waterfall, you will call him, let’s discuss Cháng'ān University this time with the Imperial College of Supreme Learning About the friendly match."
"Oh."
Zhang Feng is honestly like a good baby.
As soon as I went out, I looked at the three people at the door and waved: "Go, Old Scholar and call me."
After that, Zhang Feng returned directly regardless of whether they wanted it or not. A small bamboo house.
Several people thought they hadn't seen him, drinking tea and commenting on the words.
After a while, Old Scholar hurried into the bamboo house. At this time, the few people sat down with unfulfilled feelings. After sitting down, Yu Shinan looked at Old Scholar and said, "Brother, you should talk about the mountain. It’s something."
Old Scholar hearing this, looked at Zhang Feng and said: "The situation under the mountain, I told Feng'zi yesterday, the current situation is that we either build a Cuju by ourselves Team, or just another way. Brother Bo Ji and I have already discussed it at Cháng'ān University. If it doesn't work, we will take out Feng'zi's military science. Now Lao Yu and the others are training? When the time comes, call someone from them, you can win."
Yu Shinan and the others also put away the smile on his face at this time, and Ouyang Xun said after touching his beard for a while: "Although This seems to be okay, but this military theory still belongs to military commanders. It is somewhat biased with my Academy, so the old man thinks that we still have to get Cuju."
"Do you think this will work, this time Didn’t we just publish a poem last night? We are both Confucian scholars, how about comparing poems?"
"I think it’s OK, this time’s innate talent in poetry is unmatched. And if I can win the Imperial College of Supreme Learning this time, then my Cháng'ān University, together with the reputation of our White Deer Academy of Classical Learning, will rise again!"
Just a few of you. Let me say, the discussion was full of excitement, but Zhang Feng felt that he had come to the wrong place.
After discussing this matter, just let me know!
As for letting me sit here dry listening to you guys talking?
As for?