Chapter 690

"Feng Zi, what you are doing today is not authentic. Look, what do you do? If you don't show it, what do you think will happen?"

While Du Gou was talking, he was still twisting his neck and shaking his arms. Looking at the posture, he wanted to come up and fight with Zhang Feng again at any time.

Chang sun Chong just lay down in front of Zhang Feng's ear and fanned the flames and said, "actually, it's nothing. Don't you just want to see your boy become a bachelor? Now your father-in-law is sitting over there, and Li Gang is also here. Do you want to keep people by relying on your two mouths? Don't you think why people are willing to stay here?"

"Now that you've made this file thing, they can know. That means there's a riot in Chang'an city. Do you still want Yu Shinan to go up the mountain?"

Zhang Feng looked at Jingshu playing the piano, and then at Zhang Yuyao, who secretly looked at herself and whispered with steamed buns, couldn't help but get up.

Seeing that Zhang Feng was still pretending to be a fool, Li Chengqian couldn't help looking up at Chang'an and said, "the wind is blowing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely shadow of the cold river provokes cold clothes."

Du Gou got up when he heard the speech. He looked up and took a sip of wine. If it weren't for the bruise on his face, his appearance at this time would really attract the girl's heart, but now.

It's nice not to laugh.

However, he also sang: "the small building meets the rain at night again, and the bell in the corner tower laughs. It looks like prosperity, not like the fleeting years of beacon fire in the world."

"Good!"

"Good poetry!"

"Mr. Du is really our model!"

"Young master Li is not bad either! There is great meaning in this poem!"

"Both teachers are learning voices. Both teachers are so talented and learned. Isn't it our teachers..."

Their poems naturally attracted those students who had long been hiding in the dark. Even Hao Chujun, Ma Zhou and others looked at the people sitting in the campfire with flashing eyes, but they also knew their identity. It was inconvenient to come forward at this time, but after two poems, these people couldn't sit still.

One after another.

And Li Chengqian and others couldn't sit still.

One song from you and one song from me caused bursts of exclamation.

Finally, Chumo and his friends also went up to recite poems against each other, but only bursts of laughter were aroused in the end.

In the crowd's coaxing, girl Jingshu was also pulled up and sang a song, which attracted Li Yuan and others to join the campfire to enjoy. Even the shy Zhang Yuyao came out under the pull of Xiaoxiao and the two women of steamed buns, sang a poem, and then blushed. Then she hurried to hide in Jingshu's arms.

Finally, Li Gang looked at Zhang Feng and said with a smile, "it's been rumored that Zhang Feng's poems are unique. Why are you so silent tonight? Why don't you sing a song to help the fun?"?

"Hahaha, brother Wenji, look at this. You obviously dislike the poetry of these boys. You guys, if you have any good poetry, try your best. As the honorary vice president of Bailu academy, tonight I will give you a hundred liang of gold. If anyone's poetry is good, I will not only get the hundred liang of gold, but I will guarantee you that the Academy will be officially opened at that time After that, you have the opportunity to worship directly into the wall of the great Confucian school. What do you think? "

Li Yuan couldn't help but take out this sentence to fan the flames.

I couldn't help it. Everyone was stunned.

Looking at Li Yuan, he calmed down for a long time.

Then someone asked excitedly, "this old gentleman, what you said can count?"

"I'm Li Gang. I'm sure you've all heard of me. And even if you don't know my name, you can always remember the name of the divine doctor. What do you think of me as a guarantor tonight?"

In an instant, everyone fried the pot.

Prince Shaoshi Li Gang!

Mr. Wenji!

Can you be a teacher for the crown prince, can you be bad?

Although he has retired now, the title of the great Confucian is still shining, not to mention the miracle doctor Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao smiled faintly when he heard the speech.

"Since brother Li wants to play, just have fun tonight. I'm willing to take out one hundred liang of gold as a bet!"

This time, everyone can't sit still.

"In that case, I'll come first!"

"Snow in front of the hall, howling in the wind, thin horses running in the wind, snow in water, snow in water, like water, like snow?"

"The candle shadow is chaotic, the moon is slightly curved, the night is slightly cool, and the stars are dim and yellow."

"Yesterday..."

"Candle silhouette..."

The sound of poems sounded from around the campfire, and with more and more poems, there were more and more people around here. Even those who had already fallen asleep couldn't help sticking out their heads and listening to the noise on the mountain, with a touch of envy in their eyes.

Two hours later, after the wine and meat were gone, Hao Chujun came to help, Guo Zhengyi, Ma Zhou and others lived up to the expectations of the crowd, but they really couldn't get out if they wanted to compete for the first place.

Finally, as the Dean, Zhang Feng was finally pushed up by the public.

Everyone looked forward to Zhang Feng, waiting for him to write a poem.

Zhang Feng was speechless.

Do you still have a way to live when I do it?

However, these boys who were taken care of by him really lived up to expectations. After a plan flashed in their eyes, they smiled and arched their hands.

I don't know what these people think, but he also knows that he must show his hand at this time. This is the opportunity for Master Li to give him power again. He had to say reluctantly: "since you elders love him, that boy will make a fool of himself!"

"However, if anyone can untie my numerals, the first place belongs to who. But you boys, I'll be covered by Zhang Feng in the future!"

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