Chapter 1192

Zhang Feng is not in a hurry.

The most awesome person will be the last to show up.

Besides, what are you doing at the meeting now?

guess lantern riddles?

Please, just his little ink and let him guess the riddle?

Within ten minutes, his old background was fully understood. Zhang Feng knew how many people were waiting to touch his bottom.

Tonight will not be easy.

But Zhang Feng also knows how many kilograms he has.

Last night, basically all night, Jing Shu was introducing the poetry meeting to Zhang Feng.

From the first lantern riddle, to the selection of talents by the Royal Palace and nobles, to the final fight.

Although it's not as good as fighting with real swords and guns, the battle between ink and saliva is the most attractive place

Originally, Zhang Feng wanted to go early this morning.

But after the candlelight talk last night, Zhang Feng counseled.

Don't go if you can.

Love who.

If it weren't for the four great Confucianists who arranged it for themselves tonight, and the opening of the Academy was imminent, he wouldn't bother to come if his status as a great Confucianist had been settled a few months ago.

To tell the truth, it's just to boast and let the scholars all over the world recognize their status as a great Confucian.

But there will also be many people who want to make a fool of themselves and step on their superiors. This is not the five surnames, seven nationalities and Shandong gentry. As for Guan long, Zhang Feng is not clear, but these people will certainly come to participate.

Zhang Feng is a little agitated.

So I decided to go fishing and think about the layout tonight.

Tonight, unlike ever before.

It is said that this evening is full of many uncertain factors. If one can't play well, let alone the identity of a great Confucian, even the reputation value he made before must be reimbursed.

In the living room.

Zhang Feng was absent-minded eating while looking at the dishes on the table in a daze, while Li Chengqian and others always stared at Jing Shu intentionally or unintentionally, as if they wanted to see something from Jing Shu's face.

Jing Shu is the most embarrassed at this time.

But the steamed bun is not vegetarian.

He bared his little tiger teeth and stared angrily at several people: "you are all bad silver, brother Fengzi. They bully sister Jingshu and brother madman. Go and hit their little ass, or sister Jingshu will be angry!"

“……”

Several people were finally defeated.

Zhang Feng raised his eyes and saw that Jing Shu really turned red. Then he said with a black face, "if you're full, get out of here and wear your coquettish clothes to Chang'an and run to me at the beginning of the poetry meeting in the evening!"

"No!"

Chumo and others suddenly turn white when they hear the speech.

Although this dress is very fashionable.

They also want to wear it out, but when is it now?

It's not noon yet. Does this hour run to midnight?

forget it.

A dog's life matters

"Feng Zi, what, aren't you worried at all today?" Li Chengqian hurriedly interrupted.

Zhang Feng didn't lift his eyelids and said, "what do I have to worry about? Isn't it the poetry club? Am I afraid?"

"No... I mean, in case people of the five surnames and seven nationalities also interfere, at that time... Do you want us to make a layout first, or give a message to the eldest grandson? This morning, Duke Zhao and Duke Chen reported that they and the emperor would not participate tonight, and only Lord Li Xiaogong, king of Hejian, would come to the abbot in person..."

The royal family won't come?

Zhang Feng was slightly disappointed.

He thought he could see the emperor this time.

After all, in general, the emperor will participate in such a grand event, but why doesn't even the emperor participate?

"Is the prince and the emperor coming?"

"No..."

"Where's the queen?"

"Not to mention..."

Li Chengqian didn't know what to say.

Father, where will they not come?

Just because of the identity problem, it's inconvenient to come out to meet you. Do you think the father emperor will really let those guys wantonly recruit disciples at this time?

Although at this time, in the eyes of the father, the emperor and others, except Feng Zi, others are dregs and do not enter their eyes, these people are also talents after all, and it is good to recruit more.

Li Chengqian hurriedly added, "however, the emperor's personal eunuch will personally observe everything this evening and report everything here to the emperor in detail."

Zhang Feng is confused

With this Kung Fu, why doesn't Li Shimin come by himself?

This is a good time for him to win the hearts of the people. Why can't he think of it?

Zhang Feng didn't think much. After all, it's the emperor's business. Maybe someone else's business is delayed. But

Is it so hard to meet the emperor?

Zhang Feng couldn't help saying something.

It is reasonable to say that the things they have made should have been able to go to the xuanzheng hall for a long time.

But why hasn't the emperor appeared yet?

What should I do when I become a great Confucian tonight?

Is that all?

This is bullshit!

What else am I doing here?

"Li Qian, have you inquired about it? If I become a great Confucian this evening, it..."

Li Chengqian thought Zhang Feng was worried about something. Unexpectedly, he was worried about it. He smacked his mouth and said contemptuously: "don't worry, the emperor has already drawn up the imperial edict. The eunuch who came to watch in person will add your name to the imperial edict after determining the candidate..."