To tell the truth, he was curious about this. Although he knew that Fengzi had made a thing that could go to heaven, no one had seen it and no one knew it.

Not only was he curious, but everyone present was curious.

Li Shimin was also curious. He came forward and asked, "Feng Zi, what's going on? Tell me."

"Hey, hey, don't worry."

Zhang Feng smiled and waved to everyone to sit down: "you sit first. I'll let the canteen get some dishes. We'll talk while eating."

Hearing this, Li Shimin swallowed his saliva and felt that his taste buds began to bloom.

In the palace these days, he can't eat well and sleep well.

Now Fengzi came back and felt a little better. It would be better if he could rub another meal of College food.

So he said, "OK, talk while eating."

Zhang Feng was naturally happy. He turned and waved to the door and asked people to prepare wine and vegetables.

Within a moment, several students came up with marinated meat and roast chicken, put them in place, and turned back.

Zhang Feng waved to the crowd and said with a smile, "come, come, sit down. Don't be polite."

Li Shimin smiled faintly and sat down near Zhang Feng.

"Lao Wei, Lao Fang, why don't you sit?"

Zhang Feng asked subconsciously when he saw that Wei Zheng and others had not sat down.

Wei Zheng and others looked forward to seeing the wine and vegetables and Li Shimin. They couldn't help it. They didn't dare to sit without your Majesty's order.

Li Shimin naturally knew the people's thoughts and waved, "sit down and be happy today. Don't care."

Then he glanced at the little noble son: "sit down, too."

Little Guizi looked at Li Shimin in surprise.

In fact, he has long wanted to sit down and taste delicious food. His majesty can't eat well these days. How dare he eat well as a slave? So naturally I'm hungry with your majesty. Now your majesty let me sit down. It's a great gift.

Without hesitation, he chose a seat close to Li Shimin to serve his majesty.

As soon as Li Shimin saw that the people were seated, he looked at Zhang Feng and asked, "Fengzi, you haven't answered the question just now?"

"Don't worry."

Zhang Feng picked up the wine jar, poured a glass of wine for each of them, and then took up the wine bowl: "come on, drink first."

Although the people were curious, the wine also stimulated their taste buds. They could no longer resist temptation. They clinked their glasses and drank them.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng put down his glass with satisfaction and looked at the people proudly: "I can run back and forth from Chang'an to Shengzhou. All this is due to my hot-air balloon."

With that, he picked up a piece of marinated meat and threw it into his mouth.

Everyone was confused.

What is a hot air balloon?

I haven't heard of it.

Is it the thing floating in the sky in Chang'an last time?

Wei Zheng coughed and asked shamelessly, "Fengzi, is that hot-air balloon you said flying in Chang'an a few days ago?"

"Good."

Zhang Feng swallowed two mouthfuls, glanced at the crowd, and said proudly, "this thing is newly developed by me. It can go to heaven, no matter where you go. Don't say a small Shengzhou. Even if you travel back and forth to Turkey, it won't be a problem."

People were not surprised by this answer. After all, they had seen the things in the sky with their own eyes.

Just one thing, can this hot-air balloon float to Turk?

Is this a bit exaggerated.

You know, Shengzhou and Turk are not the same place. The distance between them should be tens of miles. Shengzhou is just a border of Datang. How can it be as easy as Fengzi said?

If that's the case, how can Datang resist Turks? Just put some hot-air balloons in there, won't you?

Therefore, Wei Zheng, who has always been famous for his preciseness and antiquity, questioned: "Fengzi, you say it's possible to go to Shengzhou. After all, many people have seen it, but it's exaggerated to go to Turk? You know, Shengzhou is still a long way from Turk."

The people also felt that Wei Zheng was right, nodded one after another and looked at Zhang Feng with a puzzled face.

Zhang Feng, who found his boasting questioned, blushed: "what do you know? The hot-air balloon I made was supposed to go to Turk this time, but I met Jie Li in Shengzhou, which taught this guy a lesson. Otherwise, I must go to Turk and blow up these bastards."

"Oh..."

Li Shimin nodded and deliberately made a sudden appearance: "what did you do to Jie Li in the end?"

In fact, he could see that Feng Zi was bragging, but he was too lazy to expose it, and had to lead the topic aside.

Zhang Feng didn't care much. When he heard about Jie Li, he seemed to have strength all over his body. He said excitedly, "let me tell you, Chumo and I went to the Turkic camp. Those guys saw that we didn't dodge and kept cheering on the ground. It seemed that they were celebrating something, which made me mad..."

"Why didn't the Turks run when they saw you? Didn't they know you were going to blow them up?"