At the end, he said angrily: "You are much older than the master, are you embarrassed to call yourself the little brother?" ”

Li Si said with a smile: "In terms of knowledge, the master is the first, hehe, the little brother is willing to bow down and be the little brother." ”

Zhang Jingtao looked at Gongsun Long again and said, "The master of the door has amazing financial resources, and he is an elder, so he is embarrassed to be a guest?" ”

Gongsun Long seemed to think of something, and he was stunned, bent over and hunched down, and said: "Brother, the financial resources in the door are all public funds, I am more afraid of my wife than Yan Nantian, and I don't have as much pocket money as you." ”

Gongsun Tong saw that Zhang Jingtao looked at her again, and he didn't want to be gentle, and said fiercely: "You don't want me to have a treat, do you?" I just want to treat you to a fist! ”

And Rakshasa, Zhang Jingtao will not go to see her, because from the perspective of the Qingyang Federal Reserve, Rakshasa is his subordinate, if he does something else, it doesn't matter, but this meal is at least tens of thousands of yuan, which is not a decimal.

Zhang Jingtao gasped and finally looked at Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, Jingtao, this Xiangxue Building has just opened, there are discounts, for example, new customers can be exempted once, as long as it is a famous talent, Jingtao you seem to be." ”

Obviously, Zhao Linger also knows a lot about Xiang Xuehai.

"And this kind of good thing?" Zhang Jingtao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said to the fat shopkeeper, "Sister Ling'er is right, I am a famous talent, I must be exempted, right?" ”

The dead fat man actually shook his head shamelessly and said, "I haven't heard that Gongzi is the Huiyuan of the Wenhui?" Forgive me for being lonely and unheard. ”

Zhang Jingtao was speechless, indeed, although he had fought with Cai Wenyan and Liu Gongyan, it was not a literary meeting.

This dead fat man is already merciful, otherwise, one more sentence, I haven't heard of the genius of the school where the son is, which makes people even more embarrassed.

Zhang Jingtao could only be full of expectations and said: "I have treated Mrs. Yuru, I must have heard of it, known as the little saint of Chinese medicine, and medicine is also talented, right?" It must be free of charge, right? ”

Gongsun Long really argued strongly, and probably resented Zhang Jingtao for bullying his daughter, Baiya showed a cold light, and said with a smile: "Brother Jingtao, who gave you this little saint of Chinese medicine?" ”

The fat shopkeeper immediately picked up: "Yes, yes, I don't know." ”

Zhao Lang laughed and took the opportunity to slander: "He, the little saint of traditional Chinese medicine, is self-styled, and whether he sticks the wound or something, it is all his medical skills." ”

Fortunately, Zhao Ling'er helped: "My cousin underestimates Brother Zheng'er, but I heard that Brother Zheng'er's medical skills are really good." ”

In this way, even the princess helped to speak, so naturally she wanted to give face, and she couldn't blindly question it.

However, the fat shopkeeper's face remained unchanged, and he sighed: "What a little holy hand...... But it's a pity that medical skills are useless here in small shops, and the precedent of free orders in small shops is not for literary talents, or for art, but not for medical skills. ”

If you can't do medicine, you need art?

When Zhang Jingtao heard this, he sneered and said, "I can do art too, what kind of art do you want?" ”

The fat shopkeeper lowered his eyebrows and said, "For example, you can add a piece of ink treasure to Xiangxuehai." ”

"Mobao? Tang Bohu is my brother, I am the best at this! Zhang Jingtao was relieved, and waved his hand lightly, "Where to draw the inscription?" ”

The fat shopkeeper was also very happy, not to mention that he had never heard of Tang Bohu, and led Zhang Jingtao to the outside corridor, pointing to the wall: "Guests, please look, here it is." ”

Zhang Jingtao looked at it and was very surprised, why didn't he find that the whole wall was a big rice paper? It's amazing, how did you get this paper? All are twenty meters long...... It seems that the Zhang family is the inventor of silk paper, so there is the word paper, but why have I never seen such a powerful paper?

The fat shopkeeper said, "This paper is rare, isn't it? Hehe, that's what Wei Wu Gongzi sent to paste on the wall, Gongzi said, I have always wanted to find a talented man to draw a twenty-meter-long 'Ten Thousand Immortals Crossing Map', and give it to my father who likes the way of immortals, I don't want to finally get what I want today. ”

Twenty meters? Depend on! The Qingming Shanghe map seems to be more than five meters, right?

Zhang Jingtao was angry: "Hmph, others don't have to stipulate the title of the ink treasure, so the master will come to a big splash of ink in the clouds!" Huh, twenty meters? I splash, I splash, I splash again, then it won't be a while? ”

The fat shopkeeper sneered: "It's okay, as long as you splash it well." ”

"Pen and ink!" Zhang Jingtao was full of anger.

Zhao Ling'er, Gongsun Tong, and Rakshasa were all happy, and they snickered on the side.

Zhao Lang, Li Si, and Gongsun Long are all looking like watching a good show.

After a while, under the eyes of several people, Zhang Jingtao held a large palette filled with only dark and light ink, holding a paintbrush, full of momentum, ready to paint.

Unexpectedly, after fine-tuning the ink color at the end, a group of noble children of the Wei State walked into the corridor in the distance.

The one at the head was Bai Gui, and there were Nie Shuangyue and Jing Jian behind him, but Jing Jian fell last, Zhang Jingtao's eyes were sharp, and he saw that he was deliberately falling behind in order to see Nie Shuang's sexy back.

Behind them, there are more than a dozen noble children.

The identity of these people is not low, Jing Jian deliberately fell behind Bai Gui, and this meaning is also included, which is not to divide the status of the person according to the order of walking.

When he got to the front, Bai Gui first took a deep breath and sneered softly: "Zhang Zheng boy, since you still dare to swagger and appear in the Wei Kingdom, although you have escaped, this matter is not over." ”

Jing Jian listened and said with a smile: "I think, we don't have to finish it, just this Zhang Zheng dares to play Nie Shuangyue, it is enough to kill this kid." ”

This voice is not small, anyway, it didn't bring anything about selfish sending troops, and it doesn't matter if you say it loud.

It was a deliberate attempt to spread the word.

Let Gagnie know.

The noble children behind him were talking about it.

However, they didn't know the name Zhang Zheng well, and they were all a little curious about how this nobody, Zhang Zheng, offended the son of Jing Jian.

Nie Shuangyue was a little embarrassed, with a little shame on her face, after all, it was a little embarrassing to be treated as a plaything, not to mention, this was also Jing Jian interfering in her private affairs.

Gongsun Tong was very happy and praised: "Amazing, amazing, it's not a loss to the prodigal son Zhang Zheng, as soon as he came to this Wei State, he actually offended such a big prince, I can only admit that you can only be a turtle." ”

Zhang Jingtao was not going to pay attention to Jing Jian, you must know that after entering Nanyan City, it would be impossible for him Jing Jian to mobilize large-scale soldiers to deal with him, but after listening to Gongsun Tong's words, he couldn't help but be a little angry.

This is the method of agitation, but not everyone can stand it.

It's just that the strategy of agitating the generals is not only useful for himself, but also for Jing Jian, I'm afraid it's the same, right?