Great Tang's Unparalleled National Teacher

Chapter 1178

"Come on, raise your legs."

"Yes, that's it. Straighten your waist and lower your knees as much as possible."

"Yes, one big, two big, left cheating, shake hands, yes, shake your skirt, narrow your eyes... Go on, take the cross step, don't let you draw a snake! You Han Han, will you take the cross step?"

"Yes, do it again. Turn around. After turning around, put your right knee on your leg and kneel down at the first time, and then put your hand on your left knee..."

In the brewery, Zhang Feng taught several people over and over again.

Outside the door, Zhang Fu, the old housekeeper in Zhang Shan's house, listened strangely.

Such a voice has spread all over the city since this morning. If they hadn't heard the rumor that Zhang Feng had a fight with the four Confucianism and Cao last night, they would have gone down the mountain in anger.

Zhang Shan had come in person, but in the end he couldn't wait and left, leaving Zhang Fu waiting for Zhang Feng at the door and asking about Zhang Feng's specific situation.

But it was not until the evening that Zhang Feng took Chumo out of the brewery, sweating all over.

Zhang Feng's white robe hasn't changed at all. At that time, Chumo and others will feel uncomfortable.

Since last night, Zhang Feng has let them wear short shirts, which are made of top silk. White and black meet each other, and there is a row of clothes called buttons on Zhang Feng's chest.

It looks awkward and urgent.

As soon as Li Chengqian and others came out, their servants hurriedly put on robes for them. At first, Li Chengqian and others really rejected and even felt ashamed. After all, short shirts are all inferior costumes. At this time, they put them on and still have to go to the Mid Autumn Festival poetry fair, which makes them more unnatural.

However, under Zhang Feng's repeated insistence, they just gritted their teeth and insisted on it. After all

This thing is also made of top silk. It is different from the coarse linen clothes handed down by the people,.

There is no way out for them. Once Zhang Feng's Mid Autumn Festival poetry will lose power, they all know what the outcome is. To be fair, this dance is indeed somewhat nondescript, but once the dance is accepted, it's really

Of course, all this should start with Zhang Feng. If Zhang Feng hadn't instilled his set of values, visual enjoyment and so on into the people from the beginning, they wouldn't dare to agree.

After all, Zhang Feng takes this matter very seriously, and not only that, but also Zhang Feng will play in person at the Mid Autumn Festival poetry meeting tomorrow night, which makes them calm down.

Otherwise, they will always think that this is a plan compiled by Zhang Feng to make a fool of them

The tavern is a good place.

Although the place where I live is a little ugly, the food here is still different from that on the mountain. After all, it is also a joy of life to be able to eat the food cooked by Fengzi himself again.

At this time, Zhang Feng and others also found Zhang Fu. Zhang Feng wiped the sweat on his face and let several people move freely. Then he met Zhang Fu and entered the tavern.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Fu said with a smile, "childe Zhang, what are you doing in the winery?"

Zhang Feng made a ha ha and didn't explain anything. Instead, he asked, "housekeeper Zhang seems to have been waiting for a long time. Is there something big?"

Zhang Fu nodded: "indeed, early this morning, the Master heard that the childe quarreled with the four Confucianism on the mountain last night. Is it true?"

Zhang Feng thought about it. It was bound to be a good thing done by Yu Shinan and others. He nodded: "yes, there were some quarrels last night."

Hearing the speech, Zhang Fu's face changed

"Childe Zhang, but for the iron ore?"

Zhang Feng didn't want to talk to the old housekeeper at this time. He asked, "if you have anything, just tell the old housekeeper."

Zhang Fu smiled and realized his identity.

"My Lord sent many people out because of this before, but I came to see you in person today when I learned about it. But seeing that your door is closed and that strange noise is still coming from the brewery, I know that childe Zhang is preparing for tomorrow's Mid Autumn Festival poetry Fair... So my lord means to ask me how the childe is preparing? If not If so, the master has gone himself... "

Zhang Feng hurriedly arched his hand and said, "I have a plan for this matter. If master Zhang has a heart, don't come and go during this period of time, otherwise I won't be remembered by the thieves."

When Zhang Fu heard the speech, he had to sigh.

"Well, in that case, I have a letter that my master personally gave me. It's for Duke Chen. In those days, my master had a few friends with the Duke of Chen, so I promised him to help him in the future. In that case, I won't stay much longer, but Duke Chen seems to be visiting the 16th King's house at this time. If my uncle has time, he will stay more Go back and have a look. Maybe you can help... "

Chen Guogong?

Hou Junji?

What is this old boy doing in Chang'an at this time?