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Chapter 396 The Tenderness That Bows Her Head Most

Nishimura Shicun and others all thought that this guy must have investigated their details in detail and knew that their poetry attainments were at their peak. He knew that he was no match, so he deliberately found excuses to avoid the competition, so that he could keep his poor reputation.

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They also had an in-depth understanding of Xiao Chenke and knew that the reason why he rose to prominence and became a very popular minister within a year was actually because he defeated Wanyan Pingqiu of Mojie Kingdom at the Lantern Festival last year.

He also won five cities, which made the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty favor him so much that he was promoted to officials one after another...

After all, Wanyan Pingqiu is just a barbarian from Northern Xinjiang. How many poems and articles can he understand? But even with his half-hearted skills, he can actually defeat the talented people of Zhou Dynasty for several years in a row. In the end, this little eunuch has to come out to deal with it... Zuya

It can be seen that there is no one in Dazhou!

In fact, this is not surprising, because the Great Zhou Dynasty was only established a few years ago, and there are still wars in the territory, the court is unstable, and there are naturally few talents.

Moreover, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was born as a warrior and had always been fond of martial arts but not literature. Therefore, there were many in the court who were good at martial arts but not many who were good at literature.

They came as a group this time to test the Zhou emperor's attitude towards Japan, to explore the current situation of the Zhou Dynasty, and to give Zhou a small show of strength in the name of learning Chinese poetry culture.

Let’s see who really inherits the fine culture of China?

This is also to prepare for things to happen in the future...

"Master Xiao Chen, you just said that this is the Yiwen Friendship Association, and you said that we are all friends. So if you don't join the Lantern Festival, do you think you are treating us friends from far away? You also said that Sheng Gu is happy to lose.

Yixi, then why don’t you rejoice with us? Besides, shouldn’t the Lantern Festival be celebrated with the whole sky?”

Nako Kudo's voice was so gentle when she spoke, but there was also an edge in her words.

"Miss Naiko is really good at talking!" Xiao Chen said with a smile, "Then I'll think about it again. After all, I also want to rejoice and celebrate with Miss Naiko... Okay, the food and drinks are ready.

Everyone, please take your seats. I'll have a few drinks with Miss Nako first, and let's celebrate in advance."

It is impossible to be happy at such a more formal banquet, and it was the first time for everyone to meet and they were not familiar with each other, so despite Xiao Chen's enthusiasm, the atmosphere at the banquet was still not good, and it ended hastily.

But no matter what, Xiao Chen's etiquette is in place and his attitude is very clear, that is, he is very willing to be friends with them.

Especially becoming very good friends with Ms. Kudo Nako...

"Then let's meet at the Lantern Festival tomorrow?" Before leaving, Kudo Nako even gave Xiao Chen a seductive wink, which made Xiao Chen gulp down with excitement.

"Hey, Seyonara! Damn it! (I like you)" Xiao Chen can actually speak a few words of Japanese, but he doesn't speak it well and always has the accent of the characters in the movie.

But he really dared to write words.

"Arigato, (thank you) Saiyanara!" Kudo Shizuka smiled sweetly and was charming.

"Hmph, Bagaya Road!" Kinoshita Nagago muttered a curse word softly, which was quite rude.

Xiao Chen pretended that he didn't understand and responded with a friendly smile.

As he watched several people get into the car and leave, Xiao Chen felt inspired and recited a poem.

"The most tender thing is the gentleness of bowing the head, like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot stand the cool breeze. Saying goodbye again and again, there is sweet sadness in that goodbye..."

Fu Yan and others all sound very fresh, what kind of mess is this?

"You guys who don't understand the style!" Xiao Chen waved his hand, "Go out of the city and set off fireworks!"

The fireworks were great, but Xiao Chen's heart was not in the fireworks. He wanted to go to the imperial mausoleum to meet someone tonight, of course not the prince. The prince was a ghost, not a human being.

What he wants to see is a man with only nine fingers.

When Murong Heng was leaving, he repeatedly told him to go to Zhang Jiuzhi if he had anything to do. If he had nothing to do, he could also pay him a visit. This man was really an immortal. How dare he lie to you?

Fu Yantie, Kunlun and even Baili Qingyun had all heard of Zhang Jiuzhi's name, but they all thought it was just a legendary figure and no one had ever seen him alive.

Xiao Chen was still dubious about this bad old man. This time he was going to bring the set of magic tools that held the chime to ask for advice. If this person was really a god, he would definitely have something to teach him...

Therefore, the wine and meat he brought were not for Prince Li Xian, but for Zhang Jiuzhi.

He asked Ling'er, Xiao Ye, Baili Qingyun and others to take his brothers to deliver things to the poor people around him, but he only took Fu Yan alone and rushed to the imperial mausoleum again.

Li Chengzhu was so surprised to see him. How kind was that ghost prince to Mr. Xiao when he was alive?

How many times have you been here?

Although everyone knows that you, Mr. Xiao, value love and righteousness, but you don’t value it that much, right?

But the gold Xiao Chen rewarded him was quite heavy...

Yes, I understand!

We won't disturb Mr. Xiao from communicating with the prince's ghost. You can do whatever you want.

Xiao Chen entered the cemetery and saw a tombkeeper who was clearing the snow. He asked him about Old Man Zhang's residence. The tombkeeper pointed at a dilapidated thatched house, standing alone in a corner of the cemetery.

"Mr. Zhang, are you here? I'm Xiao Chen!" Xiao Chen walked to the door and announced his name.

There was a vague response from inside, and Xiao Chen immediately took off the things on his horse, leaving Fu Yan waiting outside, and pushed the door open alone.

But I saw Zhang Jiuzhi sitting at a broken table, holding a pickle lump in one hand and a broken wine pot in the other hand, enjoying himself while pouring and drinking.

"Old man! We meet again. Isn't this fate?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.

Zhang Jiuzhi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Weasels come into the house and come for anything!"

"Look what your old man said, why don't you let me come and see you if you have nothing to do? How can you eat this crap, old man, who is celebrating the holidays? Throw it away, let's see what good things I bring you?" Xiao Chen

He diligently took out the wine and meat and placed them on the table.

"If you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing!" Zhang Jiuzhi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when he saw the roasted chicken and bacon on the table.

"Oh, old man, you are living a miserable life!" Xiao Chen looked around and found nothing to say, "I can't actually live in this luxurious house. I'll have someone come and repair it for you later. Otherwise, how will you survive the winter?"

Zhang Jiuzhi snorted and ignored him.

Xiao Chen was a self-made cook. He found a few broken bowls and plates, and a kitchen knife full of gaps. He cut the beef in bacon sauce and tore up the roasted chicken. They all looked pretty good when placed on the table.

rich.

He found another pair of dirty chopsticks and wiped them casually on his clothes. He picked up a broken chair and sat opposite Zhang Jiuzhi. He opened the mud seal of a jar of fine wine and said with a smile, "My father and I."

Have a drink."

"Take them all, take them away, your grandpa, I won't eat your food!" Zhang Jiuzhi stared at the shiny roast chicken on the table, his throat quivering rapidly.

Those who refuse are not sincere.
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