"Insult Sven, insult Sven, alas!"

Finally, someone couldn't help it, and couldn't help but shake their heads and say it, as if they were talking to others, and as if they were talking to themselves.

In the end, this is the literati of the Tang Dynasty, and it has not yet reached the point where the later generations are like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and this literati is slapped in the face and does not return, so there is a head bird.

"Alas, this little friend, it's always unexpected, this time, he did a little too much, alas!"

"Alas, this little friend!"

Kong Yingda and Yu Shinan looked at each other for a moment, and then shook their heads, they didn't have much opinion on Yang Qiao, and even if it was possible to ruin the banquet of Kong Yingda's family, Lao Kong didn't care a little.

It's like seeing people in the right eyes, and if you do something wrong, they won't think you're doing something wrong.

Actually, this time, it was really Kong Yingda who did something wrong, among the people he invited, there were some people, people from the family, who were Yang Qiao's enemies, and some of them were inextricably linked to the people Yang Qiao killed in the prince's guard, and some were even directly the immediate family members of those people, although they did not recruit Yang Qiao to retaliate, that was because they were weak, but it did not mean that they did not hold grudges.

No, whoever is talking is naturally an enemy.

is not an enemy, even if they can't get used to Yang Qiao, they won't be this budding bird, they have no brains, you know, the people here have enough brains, and it can even be said that the high-level brains of Datang are here.

Therefore, they can't see that this baby who is being used as a gunman, at this time, there are already many people shaking their heads.

Alas, this baby, she has no brains, you say, you can have such an opportunity to come to Confucius's house as a guest to eat, but what are you doing as a gun for others?

"Go back, go back, go back quickly."

This system, looking at the excitement, is not afraid of big things, people talk to themselves, what are you doing back, what is the benefit.

"Yes, yes, it can increase my energy."

"So what's in it for me?"

"Ah, that, that!"

"Don't want this and that, you can lie, or else, take this wine as my reward, you see, under your great guidance, I earned a drink to drink, what an achievement, how to scare, you guide!"

"Ah, this, look, Old Man Kong has spoken, Old Man Kong has spoken."

Okay, I don't know if it's the brain of this system, it's not a broken program, or it's humanized.

However, Master Confucius spoke, but it was true.

“…… Although it is the end of New Year's Day, the day of drinking Tusu wine has passed, but let's start with a glass of Tusu wine, come, everyone raise a glass. Drink Tu Su, the year is full of plague, and it is not infected with plague and typhoid fever. This is the saying of the old gods, here, for everyone to be in good health. ”

Tu Su wine, out of Hua Tuo after the manufacture, slowly, has been deified, so, every year on the first day of the new year, everyone will drink Tu Su wine, even, there are some families, just like this Confucius master, this treat to drink, this first cup, are Tu Su wine, this Tu Su wine, not only the cultural connotation is incomparable, but also, not only can prevent and treat all kinds of diseases, but also give auspiciousness, reduce well-being.

The literati, in particular, believed in these things even more.

Therefore, people should forget about Yang Qiao, but all hold their cups.

"This, a smell of Chinese medicine!"

"This is the so-called medicinal wine, do you think that what Hua Tuo is studying as a doctor, what can it be, it is naturally medicinal wine, but this is a good thing, I feel that you have not drunk it, drink a cup, in this time of the season, drink a glass of medicinal wine, it is good for the body."

Indeed, in later generations, some famous doctors and even opera masters will drink some self-configured medicinal soup at the turn of the seasons throughout the year to consolidate the body's resistance, so as to make the body adapt to the changes of the seasons.

You know, whenever the seasons change, it is also a time of high incidence of diseases.

When the first glass of wine was drunk, people began to talk, naturally, this topic revolved around Tusu wine, literati, is it so hypocritical, or rather, this is a question given to them by Confucius.

And Confucius is here, just so casual, while drinking, he also exchanges poetry and songs, but at this time, no one came forward to trouble anyone.

"Hehe, this kid, you don't remember to eat or not."

"Brother Tai, please, listen to Master Confucius, Brother Tai is a great talent, can you come to Tu Su Wine for a fu!"

"Scold him, scare him, it's hard to say anything else, there are really a lot of this Tusu wine, let's start with a song by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty."

Say, you go on, what kind of poems by Wang Anshi, if you get it, you still have to rely on my memory.

"Dude, why is your face so red?"

I asked you not to remember the beating, Yang Qiao's slap is on someone's face again, this kid's face immediately turned red, yes, why don't you remember the beating!

"Originally, I wanted to say, you are the oldest, let me say it, but I can't do it if I always bother you, this is not a barracks, and you are not my soldiers, if it were my soldiers, I would have killed them a long time ago."

What did Yang Qiao mean by this, because he found a few hateful glances, and he wanted to distinguish whether it was the hatred of killing his son or the hatred of the family.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, several of them strengthened their hateful gazes, and they knew it.

"Listen, boy, study hard, I heard that you are a talented man, please take care of it."

Yang Qiao continued to slap his face, neither lightly nor severely, making him very embarrassed and helpless.

"In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. Come on, brother, point and point, ah, by the way, it's called a seven-word poem, you know? ”

"Seven-word poem, it really meets the topic."

Yang Qiao didn't know, he inadvertently named this seven-word poem, originally, this seven-word poem, the origin was relatively early, but it really flourished, but it was in this Tang Dynasty, so Yang Qiao didn't do anything in advance, he said this seven-word poem, and it didn't make any waves.

This kid originally wanted to come back, but in fact, he also had a fu or poem about Tu Su wine, but as soon as Yang Qiao's poem came out, he was directly finished, and his own poetry was not able to take it out, ah, no, it was unspeakable.

Also, the poems about this Tusu wine, it seems, it is only after the Middle Tang Dynasty that many famous sentences gradually appeared, and before, it was not that there was none, but that there was no circulation value, or that there was circulation value, and they were all lost in the war.

And this kind of nerd, although it is said that he can make poetry, is only a decent homework, not a poem from the heart.

And Wang Anshi's poem is different, it is really appropriate, timely, festive, and very comprehensive with more than 20 words, the excitement of the Spring Festival and New Year's Day is written, and it is very straightforward, so that ordinary people can understand the meaning of this poem.

"Good, good, good, good, there's a prize, there's a prize, there's a reward, a glass of Tusu wine, you've already drunk it."

"I'm a dumbspeaker, can we talk well, there will be a prize for this, this Tusu wine, you rewarded me, I earned it myself."

"Ah, you earned it yourself, but, the description of my reward column is this, you asked me to conjure up other rewards, and there is no ah, okay, okay, isn't it just a glass of wine, even if it is my reward, even if it is, haha, haha, there is energy again, this time, but the energy of envy and hatred, I will sleep and absorb it first, don't call me, don't call me, otherwise, you will be punished."

What are you doing here, teasing me?

If it was at home, Yang Qiao would only hate it, but at this time, his face was not good-looking.

"That, brother, I, don't write poems, I admit it, you are more powerful, the younger brother is willing to bow to the wind, willing to bow to the wind."

Yang Qiao's face changed, he hurriedly leaned back, afraid that Yang Qiao would slap his face again, but he was afraid of being beaten, and after he went home, he didn't know how his father would teach him a lesson.

And on the side, there are a few old things who are eager to try, and they also retract their gaze, when they meet this unscrupulous person, they may be able to suppress each other with literary talents, just like dealing with Cheng Fairy, Wei Chi, Cheng Fairy, that is only a mouth, but not a handful of goods, but Wei Chi can't do it, he can't move his mouth, just do it, and he can beat people in the court, that's it, they are not afraid.

But they are afraid of people like Yang Qiao, and it is also the famous saying of later generations, bastards are not terrible, they are afraid that bastards are educated.