Daqin: In the snow of storytelling, the first emperor gave me a reward

Chapter 31 31. A capable minister!Looking forward to the face of Confucianism!Snow Roll Datang! ! [Please everything! 】

"A good one is born with my talents, and I will come back after all the money is gone!"

"It's really an ancient quatrain!"

Fusu stood on the second floor.

Quietly watching everything Zhang Xiao did.

The eyes are full of light!
Open your mind!

this verse.

There is great wisdom in it!Brilliant!Great realm!
"Since God gave birth to me, there must be a place for me to be used!"

"When the money is exhausted, these scattered and lost things will still return in the future!"

What a confidence!How free and unrestrained!
Only the truly talented scholars in their hearts.

To make such a poem!

Fusu just felt shocked!
What I have seen in my life.

That's it!

"A man should be like this..."

Fusu let out a breath, as if he saw a tall figure of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi from Zhang Xiao's body!

There is a coercion that suppresses the stars of the universe and the vastness of the world!
"This man not only tells a good story!"

"Literary talent is also unparalleled in the world!"

"It even has an army like the White Horse Yicong that is not weaker than the Imperial Golden Fire Cavalry!"

"The origin is extraordinary!"

"If we can make friends and become confidants, it will definitely be of great benefit to Daqin and Father!"

Fusu has already identified Zhang Xiao as a capable minister in his heart!

"Now, I will write a letter to report this person to the emperor."

"Hope, father can recruit him into the palace!"

Thinking of this.

Fusu wanted to go out for a stroll.

The footsteps stopped.

Turn around and go back to the house to write a letter.

……

"Zhang Liang, the third master of Confucianism, is known as the No.1 scholar in the world!"

"Exactly, citing scriptures, can be said to be the most talented guy in the Great Qin Dynasty!"

"But, in front of Young Master Zhang Xiao..."

"Hehe~"

"I think, in an instant, you can't even see the figure!"

Nongyu smiled, covered her mouth softly, showing the beauty of gentleness and softness.

The sun hits my face.

Grains of light like fine sand spread over Nongyu and Zinu's bodies with a texture.

Let them show a different kind of beauty.

"What you and I see is the same."

Zi Nu nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, and drank slowly.

After putting down the teacup.

She rested her chin on her right hand, tapped on the tea table with her left hand, and looked out leisurely.

"Mingjian has half a hairpin."

"Where do we not meet in this life."

"Tsk tsk~"

"Being able to compose this poem, Mr. Zhang Xiao has a rich life experience!"

Zi Nu chuckled lightly.

Yoyo opened her mouth.

"I have to write down the poem just now."

"From now on, it's Mr. Zhang Xiao's poetry anthology!"

Nongyu covered her mouth with a smile, picked up a pen and wrote down the poem just now in her small notebook.

"I really don't know what kind of expression the Confucianists will have when they hear these lines."

There was a hint of anticipation in Zi Nu's eyes.

It seems that they really hope to see the shocked expressions of Zhang Liang and others.

……

Mojia.

Organ City.

On a steep mountain peak, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, promenades and cornices, built beside the mountain, which is extremely dangerous.

Inside the mountain.

It was hollowed out!

The waterfall flew straight down!

The huge gears are meshing with each other, and under the impact of the water, they rotate slowly to provide power for the entire huge mechanism city!

in front of the pool.

A beautiful figure, wearing a water-blue long dress, wearing a silver crown, with light blue eyeshadow painted on the corners of her eyes.

A beautiful face.

Indifferent and proud.

But after seeing a figure sitting by the water.

There was a bit of tenderness and enthusiasm on her pretty face.

"Sister Duanmu, what are you looking at?"

Xuenv lightly moved her lotus steps, and her jade feet, as white as lotus, stopped beside Duanmu Rong.

She lifted up her long skirt, sat beside Duanmu Rong, and asked softly.

"The latest script."

"A storyteller named Zhang Xiao told a story in the snow."

"It's pretty pretty, do you want to see it?"

Duanmu Rong turned her head, a gentle smile appeared on her delicate pretty face.

That smile, like the coarse sackcloth she was wearing, was simple and generous, with a trace of simplicity and kindness.

The doctor is kind.

love without border.

Every move of Duanmu Rong exudes a maturity and stability that does not match her age.

This is the result of being immersed in medical skills for more than ten years.

"Oh~"

"I heard it mentioned by the disciples by chance."

"It seems that the names of both of us are mentioned here?"

"Really, show me!"

Xuenv hugged Duanmu Rong's arm, smiling and flipping through the script.

"There really are!"

She exclaimed slightly, covered her small mouth, looked at Duanmu Rong, and asked suspiciously:

"Sister Duanmu, have you seen this Zhang Xiao?"

Duanmurong shook his head.

"That's kind of weird."

"You haven't seen him, and I haven't seen him."

"Then how did this Zhang Xiao know about the two of us?"

Xue Nu frowned slightly, a little puzzled, and a trace of curiosity arose in her heart.

"Who knows."

"Maybe, he knows everything."

"If you have time, you can read this script."

"The story is really exciting."

Duanmu Rong took out the story book and gave it to Xue Nu.

Xue Nu held the scripture book and looked at it leisurely, swinging her long, slender legs as white as jade under her skirt.

……

Datang Dynasty.

Come to Daqin frequently.

The storybook in the snow, as soon as it entered the country, fell like snowflakes on the world, spreading rapidly like a single spark!
only.

Due to the vast territory of the dynasty.

No matter how fast the carriage is.

The latest issue of the storybook.

It will take a few days to arrive.

therefore.

Many Tang people.

I couldn't hold back my curiosity.

Go to Daqin to watch the storyteller Zhang Xiao!

One of the three northern states.

Youzhou.

Dutianfeng!
The mountains here are steep, and the cliffs are as smooth as a mirror, straight into the sky!

but.

between the cliffs.

But there are pavilions and towers!

Cuiwa Hongliang!

Stone pillar carving!

On the ten thousand-foot cliff, among the hollowed-out strange stones, steps are carved out.

Iron cables run across the mountain peaks, connecting the pavilions together, swaying gently in the wind, making clank and soft noises.

Between the cliffs.

A large net is embedded in it.

It is covered with a sea of ​​flowers of various colors, the aroma is charming, pleasing to the eye, and intoxicating.

highest point.

There is a magnificent and magnificent palace.

It's like hanging on the top of a cliff.

It's like a fairy palace in the clouds.

From the foot of the mountain, there are [-] steps, almost at a [-]-degree angle, ascending to the sky!

fell in front of the palace.

Light rolls of red yarn.

Jade beds are lined up.

Inside the hall, the beauty of extravagance is extremely luxurious.

Ye Mingzhu, Zi Ye Ying, Ting Hai Yu Chao Shi...

Inlaid around the hall.

Dazzling white light.

It was reflected on the jade bed.

Behind the red gauze, the looming and graceful figure was revealed.

Silky curves.

Like a water snake.

Even through the red gauze, it still makes people salivate.

The wind blows gently.

Blow up a corner of red yarn.

Accidentally revealed the beautiful figure behind.

The eyebrows are protected from fire.

Fengmu Liuxia.

Red string hair.

Wearing a golden phoenix crown hairpin.

Three thousand blue silks half covered the fragrant shoulders, hanging down on the bed.

The tulle blue silk dress was high-legged to the waist, revealing her white and slender legs.

On that beautiful pretty face, the red lips were slightly parted, revealing a hint of joy.

"A storyteller far away in Great Qin."

"You know of my existence."

"I don't know. Is it because I am too famous, or because he has extraordinary knowledge and knows a lot?"

(End of this chapter)