Chapter 393

Although Jingshu retreated.

But the banquet is still going on.

Especially with the participation of those Hu Ji, the atmosphere suddenly became more lively.

The exotic songs and dances make people more poetic and even drunk.

Even when Li Chengqian was enjoying himself, he stood on the table, held up the wine pot, and Lang drank: "toast, don't stop! Sing a song with you, please listen to me..."

"Buzz --!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Even Jing Shu in the pavilion was shocked.

He hurried to send his servant girl to ask Chumo, and was shocked to learn that this poem was also a poem of Childe Zhang!

Now, Jingshu is relieved.

She was still worried that even if childe Zhang was brilliant at the poetry fair, it was impossible to convince all the talents, but now it is different.

Now with this poem, Zhang Feng will shut up the great literary heroes all over the world!

"Childe Zhang, what have you experienced? Will you have such an artistic conception?"

"Toast, don't stop..."

"When can I be with you?"

……

At lively banquets, there are also times when the music ends and the people end.

No matter how drunk the wine is, there is also a time to wake up.

When it was dark, Zhang Feng woke up and turned around.

It's not that he doesn't want to wake up, but that he's holding his urine.

When he went out to pee, he almost let a bubble of urine pee in his crotch.

Looking at the scrapped tricycle that had already been seriously deformed, Zhang Feng was stunned.

At the next moment, Zhang Feng was angry.

"Chen Tieniu, I grass your ancestors!"

"God damn it! Don't let me see you again, you son of a bitch!"

I saw the tricycle. At this time, the tire was suffocated, and the wheels of the tricycle became a triangle.

Don't ride now.

I can't even push!

He seriously doubted how the three goods did it.

All the boards in the carriage were broken.

Even the chain of the tricycle was broken.

Anyway, the tricycle can only be used as scrap iron in future generations.

Damn it, I haven't even ridden it!

That's it, scrapped?

Ah, sir!

"Feng Zi, what are you howling at?"

At this time.

Father Zhu, who heard the wolf howl, hurried into the tavern with his shoulder pole.

They thought Zhang Feng's Tavern had been robbed.

This is a big deal.

But as soon as I entered the door, I looked at the strange thing in the shadow in the yard and wondered.

"Feng Zi, what have you lost? Or what?"

"Yes, you say, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter with you? Was it a thief? Or something? You have a word!"

"Uncle, my heart is bitter!"

Zhang Feng's sorrow comes from his heart.

"Damn it, I'm worse than a thief. These damn things don't take my efforts seriously!"

They understand.

At noon, although they were busy catching locusts and making money, they clearly saw that the three stubborn people took this thing out of Zhang Feng's tavern. At the beginning, they thought that Zhang Feng agreed.

But now it seems that there is another reason.

"Feng Zi, just tell me, what's the matter? If these grandsons dare to rob, even if I risk my life, I will bite off a piece of his flesh and avenge you!"

Zhang Feng heard the speech, looked at the two people with red eyes and quickly waved their hands.

"Forget it, I'm drunk by these three. That's what they do. Next time, I'll find it myself!"

Two people smell speech, also no longer say anything.

Why don't they understand? What kind of wine are these goods? However, they are angry now!

"All right, all right. If you advise yourself, don't go to fight for wine with others. I told you to make an early decision on marriage and marry Miss Zhang. How good is that? You do it yourself and don't hurry to find someone who can help you. You have to explain your life!"

They shook their heads and sighed. They didn't stop and left.

Zhang Feng smacks his mouth. What else can I say?

Isn't this your own death?

From birth, people have to let their father take a sip of wine and put it in their mouth before they cry. What do you drink with people who can drink as soon as they fall from their womb?

All right?

Zhang Feng kicked the tricycle angrily.

no way.

Go to Lao Chen tomorrow. He has to lose money. He can't be so easy!

Shit.

At the sight of the tricycle, Zhang Feng had a toothache.

Simply did not look, covered his head and went to sleep.

While Zhang Feng was sleeping, he was in the palace.

Li Shimin was also listening to his report with great interest, and bursts of hearty laughter broke out from time to time.

"Good!"

"Hahaha, I really want to see that tricycle now! If this thing is really like what Cheng Chumo said, I'm looking forward to the future of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Yes, let the prince come quickly. I'll ask myself. By the way, has he come back?"