The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 43 The Tempered System
Tang Sufan sat up from the recliner at once. It is rare for this dog system to make any movement, and if there is any movement, there will probably be good things~
Quickly pressing his temples with two fingers, Tang Sufan's face darkened in the vulgar start-up music, the system's compulsion is too low, and it can even be said to be extremely earthy~
Then, a void blue panel loomed in Tang Sufan's eyes, and an X value appeared on the blank panel, showing a value of [-]~
Tang Sufan asked in a low voice: "System, what is this X value?"

The mechanical female voice of the system simply replied: "The X value can open the third space-time quadrant and exchange items for the host."

Immediately, Tang Sufan raised his eyebrows and smiled happily. Is this system finally starting to work? !

Then he focused on the sentence of the system, and Tang Sufan frowned and asked, "The third space-time quadrant? Then what?"

"The system has not recorded~"

Tang Sufan's face darkened again: "Then how to exchange?"

"The system has not recorded~"

Tang Sufan slapped his forehead, and a wave of will-o'-the-wisp sprang from the bottom of his heart: "What the fuck!!~"

This dog system is what you said can be exchanged for things, but it doesn't give me a way to exchange things. Why don't you at least give me a clear price tag?Otherwise, what's the point of me having your system?
Tang Sufan gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, you don't use anything, so what's the use of you?!"

Then the female mechanical voice of the system dropped a sentence coldly: "I like to use it or not~"

"Holy Xie Te, you have a temper..."

Before Tang Sufan could finish cursing, the blue panel in his eyes flickered twice and the screen shut down like a mobile phone froze~
This almost made Tang Sufan's lungs explode. He poked his temple fiercely while cursing, but no matter what, the dog's system didn't respond at all.

"Damn~ Come out, let's fight!"

"Don't be cowardly, you idiot, you trash system..."

"I have been patient with you for a long time~!!!"

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Tang Sufan was so angry that he kept poking his head with one hand, his face was flushed, and he slapped the armrest of the rocking chair to vent his anger with one hand, all kinds of 21st century cultural languages ​​appeared in his mouth~

On the side of the street, a woman and a child passed by.

The child pointed to Tang Sufan, who was as stupid as a critic, and asked in a childish voice: "Mother, is that big brother sick?"

The woman glanced at it, then hurried away with the child, muttering: "Such a handsome young man~ It's a pity, there is something wrong with his brain..."

Tang Sufan naturally heard this, and naturally blamed the dog system on it~
After cursing for a long time, Tang Sufan finally couldn't move anymore, and collapsed on the recliner, gasping for breath...

This dog system, every time I come out, I can get mad at myself, maybe one day I am not killed by others, but I am sent away by this dog system~

Zhang Wen, who was watching the work in the tavern, saw the young master basking in the sun at the door suddenly going mad and cursing something he couldn't understand, thinking that something was wrong with his young master.

After his young master finished scolding, Zhang Wen walked over and asked cautiously, "Master, what's bothering you?"

Tang Sufan looked up, and it turned out to be Wen Bo with a worried face, and replied softly: "It's nothing, Wen Bo, I just thought of some unpleasant things."

In the end, I cursed softly in my heart, nmd, dog system~

Only then did Zhang Wen breathe a sigh of relief. He thought his young master had hysteria, but he was fine.

"Master, if you're depressed, why don't you go out for a walk?"

Tang Sufan replied boredly: "Come on, Wen Bo, there is nothing interesting in Chang'an~"

Although Chang'an is the capital of the Tang Dynasty, as a modern person, he really has no interest in these entertainment activities in the Tang Dynasty, otherwise he would not open a tavern on a whim.

Thinking about it before, going to the street to see beautiful women is more interesting than participating in entertainment activities like Datang......

Alas, it’s the nth day when I miss disco, karaoke, playing games and other entertainment activities~
Zhang Wen thought for a while, and then suggested: "Master, there will be a poetry meeting in Qinghe Garden in Anrenfang tomorrow night. I heard that many high-ranking officials will go to this poetry meeting. Why don't you go and see it, too?"

From Zhang Wen's point of view, with his young master's literary talents, it would be a shame not to be an official~
If the young master can get the appreciation and recommendation of some high-ranking officials in these places, how happy should the spirit of the old lady be?

It's a pity, the young master's temperament is really a bit tired, and he is very resistant to these things.

Tang Sufan curled his lips, and replied slowly: "It's boring~ A group of literati are hypocritical, and a group of officials have their own ulterior motives, so I don't bother to deal with them."

At this time, a girl and a maid were passing by the door of Tang Sufan's tavern.

She was wearing a light purple pleated skirt, her eyes were clear and energetic, her eyebrows were sculpted and her nose was straight, and pear dimples appeared on her cheeks, she was absolutely beautiful.

She has an elegant temperament, and she looks like a lady from everyone at first glance.

As she was passing by, she suddenly heard Tang Sufan's words from Ge You lying at the door of the tavern, and her footsteps stopped.

Zhang Wen said again: "Master, there will be many outstanding young talents at this poetry meeting, how about making two good friends and having fun?"

During the days when Zhang Wen came back, he naturally knew that his young master really didn't have many friends, and the only ones who counted as friends were probably Lao Li who came to eat and drink.

Friends of the same age have never seen him before, and he can't bear Tang Sufan being so lonely, so he will let Tang Sufan go out for a walk, don't be a dead house~
Tang Sufan also naturally knew Wen Bo's painstaking efforts, but he was a time traveler, how could he make friends who really understood him?

Moreover, most of the poetry gatherings are attended by teenagers and at most twenty-somethings, and they can't chat together~

Tang Sufan shook the reclining chair, and said lazily: "Oh, Uncle Wen, that poetry club is just a group of young people pretending to be gentlemen for fame and fortune, and deliberately revealing some useless sour poetry and Confucianism. How many are there? The poetry fair is nothing more than a vanity fair, it’s so boring~”

"Miss, this young man is so arrogant..."

The master and servant who paused heard Tang Sufan's words, and the maid behind the lady couldn't help but pouted and said.

The woman who was revered as Miss frowned, and then opened her mouth lightly: "The young man in the market may be envious of other literati~"

Just when the woman was too lazy to worry about it and was about to leave, Tang Sufan lazily complained after taking a few steps: "I don't know that this poetry meeting was called by that idiot again, and it's still in Qinghe Garden. It's quite a big scene~ "

The woman's footsteps stopped immediately, her pretty face was slightly angry, and she squeezed her fists.

Wen Bo shook his head, I really don't know where the young master learned his temper like a wandering cloud and a wild crane?Even in his teens, he is more open-minded than those weather-beaten old men.

Wen Bo had no choice but to say casually: "Young master, I heard that this poetry meeting is different, and there are many daughters of everyone participating..."

rub!
Just halfway through Wen Bo's words, Tang Sufan's body bounced like a spring.

"How to participate?"

"What time is it?"

"Are there many ladies who went there?"

Tang Sufan stared at Wen Bo with his eyes wide open, and asked three questions straight away.

This immediately stunned Wen Bo~

What about the idle clouds and wild cranes?What about being open-minded?
　The operation was successful today, but the eyes are a bit uncomfortable at the moment, tomorrow's manuscript will be a little late, hehe respect!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)