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Chapter 257 Listening to cross talk also increases knowledge

Kang Fei, who established his modern three views, still has many excellent qualities. Xiang Ding shouted at him loudly. He thought about it and said, yes, I was demanding, and Daddy Zhang is still a good person... Thinking of this, he got up and picked up the cup, "Old Diadei, it's me that I said the wrong thing, I will punish myself for three cups."

After saying that, he poured three glasses of wine and then took a photo of the old general.

The old general turned anger into joy. He was a man who would have a good face for the rest of his life. Kang Fei gave him face so much, so he naturally waved his hand, "The clouds and smoke pass by, it doesn't exist... Hurry up, young man, eat two chopsticks of dishes and drinks."

Kang Fei thought to give you face, so he could make it his best. He then got up and turned to the old general, "Dad, I remember a poem."

As he said that, he reached out to remove the armor of the old general while reciting.

The general was born brave and brave, with a sword with a rosy feathered sword on his waist.

The wind blows the turtle drums and mountains and rivers, and the lightning flashes the flags and the sun and the moon are high.

The original species of Qilin in the sky, how can ants in the cave escape?

On the day when Taiping Waiting for Retirement, I and the general will release the battle robe.

When the old general heard this, his face shone brightly. Although he was a scholastic student and was considered a scholar, it had been a long time since he had been in a trance. Later, he was dismissed and returned to his hometown and retired in Yangzhou.

Mr. Xiang Ding had a strange color on his face. This poem was published on the mansion. It was in the 17th year of Jiajing. Mao Bowen, the Minister of War, conquered Annan. He wrote this poem now, called [Send Mao Bowen]

As for speaking in the tone of the emperor, this is not a problem. After all, this is not the era when Zhu Chongba [no interpretation of emperors and generals]. Now the eunuchs in the palace are all wearing python robes and have become the work clothes of eunuchs. What can the emperor do?

The yamen soldiers who were waiting beside him gathered together and shouted loudly, "Third Master, good poems."

Kang Fei thought that this was the final poem for Lao Guo to talk about crosstalk. Do I want to copy him? At least I want to copy [If life is only like the first meeting], it will look high-end!

"Your Third Master, I heard this from others." Kang Fei put the old general's armor on the yamen's hands. The yamen's hands sank and hugged the armor tightly.

Kang Fei turned around at this time, "Dad, you... are wearing paper armor, why bother wearing this iron armor? You don't feel tired even if you weigh dozens of pounds."

The old general bragged, "I can drive hard and ride a strong horse, so do I have to wear paper armor?"

Seeing the old general's pride, Kang Fei couldn't help but want to attack him, "Just go to the toilet after three cups of yellow soup..."

The face of the veteran General Zhang Huan suddenly collapsed, "Young man, you are just going to anger me today, right? If I hadn't seen you traveling thousands of miles, I would have to make you clear!"

Kang Fei quickly smiled on his face, "Dad, I mean, I came back from Pinghu County this time and brought a sea dog whip, which just happened to make up for you..."

Mr. Xiang is a serious scholar. What is a serious scholar? That is, he is a good doctor without being a good minister. Not only can he be a good book, but he can read a lot of idle books and miscellaneous books, but he can read all kinds of medical skills and military books... At this time, he heard this, "What kind of sea dog whip is the kidneys that are erected to the navel, cure the weak and weak spleen and stomach, break the blood and gather the waist and knees, ward off ghost energy, eliminate evil spirits, stop sleeping and nightmares, remove cold accumulation, and benefit the Yuanyang."

He squeaked a few words, and then everyone was looking at him, and his face suddenly became stuck.

After all, both General Zhang and Bian Bian were from prison, and they were incomparable to Mr. Xiang’s Jinshi. As for Kang Fei, there is no need to say.

Uncle Xiang laughed dryly, "...Anyway, this is a good thing. Third brother remember to give me two more brothers."

Kang Fei couldn't help but slapped his mouth, "Brother, it's not that I said to you. The old general is old, so it's okay to replenish it. You are young, where can I get rid of the fire? I haven't seen any handsome servant beside you!"

After he said this, the yamen soldiers behind him quickly shrank back. When the second master saw it, he felt that his servants would not give him a face, so he frowned, "What are you doing if you are a trick?"

Kang Fei couldn't help laughing, "Second brother, he is afraid that he will be pulled out by his elder brother to relieve the fire!" After that, he looked at the yamen and laughed, "What are you afraid of? You are a little different from Qingjun! But..."

He said, looking at Xiang Ding, and then finished the attack, "If you eat too much sea dog whip and get too hot, it's hard to say it's tight..."

As soon as he said this, Xiang Lao's face turned dark, and Kang Fei couldn't help but laugh.

There was a lot of fun at the wine table.

After everyone was drunk and full, Kang Fei got up and pushed the cup, squinted his eyes and shouted: "I am drunk and want to sleep, let's go. Ming Dynasty intends to carry the piano." After that, he got up and went to the back hall.

When Mr. Xiang heard what he said, he could not help but smack his lips, "My third brother has a lot of knowledge, and I don't know when I can visit Brother Chunlin..." As he said, he looked yearning.

Although he was a Jinshi and read a lot of idle books, not everyone knew about Tang poetry. Although Kang Fei’s half-letter sentences were still from Li Bai, it should be known by him personally. But in fact, even a guy like Wang Daokun who led the poetry world in the future didn’t even know Du Fu’s poems. This is conceivable.

The old general next to him looked at him and said, "You call him third brother while calling him Brother Chunlin, you scholars..." As he said that, he also got up and went to sleep.

The next day, Kang Fei got up and was washing up. The soldiers from the Bian family came outside and said, "Third Master, the chief soldiers in Tian Ji's family came to see the Third Master. Will the Third Master meet or not?" Kang Fei nodded in vain when he heard this, "Take the person to the flower hall and I will go there later."

After washing up, Kang flew to the flower hall. As soon as he entered, he thrust onto the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Mr. Little Dai, Mr. Little Dai, please save my big grandma."

Kang Fei saw that it was the fight at the entrance of Xingdusi that day, and Tian Ji was led by Tian Ji. He frowned, "I just entered the city yesterday and only slept well. Why are there so many things? Tell me, what's wrong? In Jianning Mansion, no one dared to mess with Tian Ji?"

The man looked up and looked at Kang Fei and said, "Mr., yes..." Kang Fei was unhappy when he saw his desire to speak but stopped. "He was hesitant, is there anything that can't be said?"

The man gritted his teeth, "Yes, it's the youngest son of our chieftain. This time he followed the governor to fight against the Japanese. Looking at our big grandma, he pestered our big grandma and insisted on taking it as a concubine, trapping our big grandma's three hundred wolf soldiers. The big grandma was anxious and unable to move. Last night, he heard that the little grandma had entered the city, so he asked the villain to come and ask for help."

When Kang Fei heard this, he was curious, "How many of them surrounded you before they could move?"

The man's face suddenly turned red, "Three hundred people..."
Chapter completed!
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