Chapter 2149

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All officials nodded one after another.

It is excellent to have great Confucianism.

"What Mr. Yushan said is very true."

"We listen to Mr. Yushan!"

"What's more, I also wonder, this boy doesn't look as old as us. Why is he so talented? How did he get so many amazing works?"

"And there are more than 100 poems!"

In the crowd's discussion, everyone began to doubt that Zhang Feng was coming.

Especially Wu Liuzhi, looking at Zhang Feng at the moment, he was full of joy.

However, Zhang Feng doesn't matter.

He generally remembers the poems of the Tang, song, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Crossing is not good. On the contrary, he has a good memory.

Those things that he couldn't remember clearly were like knives and axes chiseled in his mind.

He didn't know if it was because the system felt the pit.

When it comes to systems.

Zhang Feng has an impulse to curse his mother.

What about half a year?

How the fuck long has it been?

So far, I haven't farted at all?

Zhang Feng has a headache.

If he had a system, he would have gone on a fucking vacation in Hawaii.

In this era, there is no system, and he needs to make everything by himself. This is torture, and he can only make it by combining local and foreign methods.

If there was that system, would it be so troublesome?

Zhang Feng shook his head. He was also a little upset, especially when he saw these guys shouting three or four here.

"Well, in that case, who dares to fight with me?"

"Or I'll fight all of you alone?"

"Wow --!"

As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar.

Fight the whole audience alone?

There are at least hundreds of talented people here!

How dare he fight so many people alone?

Where did he get the courage?

Seeing this, Wu Liuzhi quickly drank and said, "OK!"

"Since you dare, let's have a good fight today under the witness of Mr. Yushan, but there are rules, because we have heard most of your poems, and Mr. Yushan has also heard of your poems. How about this? Let's ask Mr. Yushan to say how to fight poems specifically?"

At the next moment, everyone could not help looking at Mr. Yushan

Mr. Yushan glanced at Zhang Feng, then stroked his beard and said, "White Deer academy once sent me an invitation to teach in white deer Academy."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Everyone knows about Mr. Yushan and Zhang Feng. At the Mid Autumn Festival poetry meeting, Zhang Feng fought with Mr. Yushan, and as a result, Mr. Yushan vomited blood and fainted.

At this time, Mr. Yushan is also invited to go to Shushan?

Isn't this trouble?

But below, Mr. Yushan's words made everyone creepy.

"But at that time, Mr. Bosch sent me a complete collection of Zhang Feng's poems. It was also because of this collection that I was busy annotating, so I didn't go for the time being."

"What?!"

"Mr. Yushan, do you... Have Mr. chord's finished poetry collection???"

In an instant, everyone was in an uproar.

Zhang Feng's character is Mr. chord, which also comes from the Mid Autumn Festival poetry club.

A poem by Zhang Feng once sold at a high price of 300000 yuan in Jiangnan. Moreover, there is still a price without a market. At the moment, when I hear that Mr. Yushan has a complete collection of poems, who can calm down?

Mr. Yushan didn't seem to think that this would cause such a big wave. He hurriedly said, "I won't give chord poetry to anyone without his permission and my annotation. It all depends on Mr. chord's meaning."

While talking, Mr. Yushan didn't forget to look at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng touched his nose, turned sideways and asked Wu Liuzhi, who also looked hot on one side: "Mr. Wu, Mr. chord's poetry is very valuable?"

"Valuable?"

Wu Liuzhi looked at Zhang Feng with infinite disdain and said, "vulgar! Childe Zhang, no, how can Mr. chord's poems be measured by such vulgar money?"

"Vulgar, simply vulgar! Now I believe it, you are not Zhang Feng at all!"

Wu Liuzhi's words made Zhang Feng blush.

At the moment, most people heard his voice and looked at Zhang Feng with disdain on his face.

Seeing this, Mr. Yushan coughed and said, "since today's business has come here, let's take Jiangnan as the word, recite one poem per person, and then let everyone choose whose poem is excellent?"

When that comes out.

In an instant, Wu Liuzhi clapped in favor.

At first he was afraid of Zhang Feng, but now he can't help but feel relieved to see Zhang Feng's face.

It's a fake.

It's a fake!

"Now that Mr. Yushan has said it, I have no objection. I just don't know how dare you? Otherwise, I'll let you step forward and let everyone present recite a poem, then let you comment, and finally let him make a poem that exceeds everyone's poetry. How about it?"

It's obvious that I despise Zhang Feng.

Everyone can see this, and this seems to be intentional.

This can't help but make Zhang Feng a little confused.

Can you still play like this?

Who gave him courage?

Did you just say something you shouldn't say?