Chapter 846

When Li Shimin heard the speech, his smile contracted.

Indeed, as the little noble son said.

Today's Datang is not peaceful.

Inside, although everything seems to be OK at this time, only a few people know that the three forces are still the three mountains pressing on Datang. Although one of them is in danger at this time, it has not fallen.

As for the gentry in Shandong, they still have to wait for the imperial examination three years after Zhang Feng's Academy.

Originally, the imperial examination system was once every three years. According to the plan, it was to start this year, but there were too many things in recent years, and then Zhang Feng suddenly appeared. Li Shimin couldn't help but bite his teeth and cancelled this year's imperial examination on the grounds of disaster this year.

Isn't this where Li Shimin's confusion lies?

The more you look at this poem, the stronger the shock in Li Shimin's heart.

"Little noble son, come and have a look at this poem..."

Li Shimin shouted, then shook his head and said, "forget it, go down and I'll be quiet alone."

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And the other side.

In the teahouse in Chang'an city.

At this point.

The blind sun appeared again in the eyes of everyone.

"Pa!" With a startling shot, all the people in the teahouse immediately focused on him.

Even the people on the second floor, because of the white paper incident, were watching sun blind at this time. They couldn't help but dare no longer treat him as an ordinary person.

After hearing the silence in the hall, the blind sun slowly took a sip of tea and said slowly, "today, we still talk about the falling mountain."

When they heard about the mountain, they became interested in it.

"Blind sun, isn't this the Bailu academy? Isn't there anything good in the academy?"

A young man in a green robe on the second floor asked with a fist.

Hearing the speech, the blind sun arched his hands on the second floor and said, "childe Zhou, you must have heard the name Zhang Feng?"

The young man in green robe nodded at the speech: "yes, I've heard of this man..."

"Good!"

Sun blind interrupted him, but childe Zhou didn't dare to fart.

"That Zhang Feng is a disciple of a strange man, but let's not talk about his legend and how he managed those stubborn children like good grandchildren. Let's talk about his talent."

"Talent?"

"Although he heard that the four great Confucians jointly recommended him to be a great Confucianist, it has not been confirmed. Now the four great Confucianists have run to the mountain and don't show up. Even Sun Simiao, the God of medicine, will never come down again,

People are still curious.

The blind sun was about to say, and they were more curious.

"This childe Zhang Feng, without saying anything else, says that he is talented. Maybe you can really know some of his poems, such as the one that will toast. You should have heard of it?"

Hearing the speech, they couldn't help nodding.

"Yes, this poem is really amazing, but it doesn't have much to do with talent and learning, does it?"

"Ha ha!" the blind sun stroked his beard and laughed, then suddenly shouted, "who said that?"

In an instant, the whole teahouse suddenly quieted down.

"Whether a person's talent is learned or not, let alone show it anywhere else, a poem is enough to represent everything about that person."

While he was talking, the blind sun touched and picked up the wine pot on the table, poured a glass of wine, raised the glass, stood up and shouted, "don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and runs to the sea and never returns! Don't you see the mirror in the high hall, sad white hair! The morning is like green silk and the evening becomes snow..."

After a poem, the whole teahouse was silent.

Even the talented people, scholars and dignitaries on the second floor were suddenly quiet.

Everyone is trying to figure out the artistic conception of this poem. After sun blind shouted, all the people's hearts surged unconsciously.

After a long time, the blind sun was still drinking his own wine.

On the third floor attic, a faint female voice rang again: "well said," come on, Zhang Gong's Baijiu! "

Hearing the speech, everyone's eyes lit up.

Baijiu

What kind of wine is this?

In everyone's expectant eyes, a maid carrying a white porcelain wine pot boarded a platform between the second floor and the first floor, which is also the place where blind Sun told stories every time.

Blind sun rushed to the third floor and hugged: "thank you, shopkeeper!"

Then, under the gaze of the crowd, slowly pour out a glass of wine.

The fragrance of the fragrance of Baijiu in the instant makes everyone Ling Ran in heart.

The blind sun sniffed and praised, "good wine!"

After drinking it all, the blind sun's face turned red like blood.

This scene surprised everyone, but in everyone's eyes, sun blind stroked his chest for a moment before taking a deep breath.

"Good wine! Good wine! No wonder childe Zhang can write such beautiful poems. I'm afraid this wine is the most important thing!"

"It's worthy of being granted the title of wine immortal by the four Confucianism to childe Zhang!"

Wine fairy?

Zhang Feng's brand is Jiuxian?

This

Everyone was stunned.

Smelling the wine in the air and aftertaste the poems just sung by sun blind, everyone couldn't help but turn their minds.

Who can become a saint and an immortal has the ability to transcend heaven and earth?

Zhang Feng, I heard that he is only in his early twenties. Why can he be a wine fairy?

But the blind sun didn't say much. Instead, he talked about Zhang Feng again: "just last night, the wine fairy childe Zhang made a good work in Jushan. At this time, the emperor, the supreme emperor and even several princes in the palace were shocked."

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