Jianlong City, located in the north of the Mengyue Empire, is not only the main city closest to Daze Mountain, but also one of the top ten most famous major cities in the Mengyue Empire, with a population of about 600,000 and a history of more than 1,000 years.

Under the ecological reproduction of thousands of years, the siege of the city in four directions, each about five miles, people gathered, and there are countless people in the market.

Just when Shen Feng and the others were hurrying to see Dragon City, Old Man An sat on the Taibai Building opposite the Holy Grace Academy of Seeing Dragon City, and looked at several high-spirited talents in front of him with a smile.

In fact, to be honest, he didn't like this kind of occasion, but one of the initiators was his student from a long time ago, and the name of this banquet was still held by the other party in the name of the teacher appreciation banquet, which took a lot of thought. Therefore, if he doesn't want to split the master and apprentice and turn against him, then he can only come over. What's more, when he was doing something else through other people recently, he ended up going around the head of this cheap student.

However, when he came over, he found that the other party's purpose did not seem to be so simple. I don't know how I did it as a cheap student, but I teamed up with a well-known genius to squeeze myself intentionally or unintentionally. This makes me feel a little annoyed, and I feel like I'm being taken advantage of.

Just like now, after a few glasses of wine, someone suggested that each of them write a poem about spring. This is not surprising, after all, it is a gathering of literati, and it is surprising that there are not a few poems that have been passed on.

On my side, according to everyone's rules, I wrote a poem on the spot, although it was not exciting, but it was also decent.

However, his cheap student and the talented man named Nan Zishu didn't seem to think so. In front of everyone, the two constantly commented on their poems, and made a comment similar to that of Mr. An who was old and not very good in terms of memory.

In fact, at the moment when they commented on their poems, Old Man An immediately understood that today was definitely a good feast. It's just that I didn't expect it to fall on my head so quickly.

But so far, I can't really turn my face like this, the first thing must be done, and the second is that if I turn my face, it will seem that I am too stingy. Maybe it's the thing that wants to influence the first point through the second point.

"Haha, Brother Zishu is really a great talent in the world, this can almost be said to be a poem in ten steps, right? And the level of poetry is still so high. It's really a model for my generation to learn. Come on, Mr. An, raise your glass, let us teachers and students pay tribute to Brother Zishu together. Haha, when I saw Brother Zishu's talent today, he was really our model and an example for learning!" If you are willing to toast someone, then you will toast, what does it mean that you have to pull me? Is his poetry much stronger than mine?

Although few people know his identity, after all, after being a teacher for so many years, the arrogance of a literati is at least some. What's more, I have entered old age, and I have seen many things very openly.

So, An Jingye smiled slightly, waved his hand lightly and said: "Old man! This is not acceptable, but it is not good, two cups of stomach is no longer enough to drink." After that, it will be your young people's time, Zishu Dacai, and it really deserves its reputation. You drink each other, and my old man won't mix. ”

After An Jingye finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to the two of them and sat there alone thinking about his own affairs. However, when his eyes unconsciously skimmed on the poem written by Nan Zishu, who was called a great genius in the world by his students, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

The two who had been waiting to pick on the thorn had apparently noticed his move.

"What? Mr. An thinks there is anything wrong with this poem?" Nan Zishu asked directly.

"No, hehe, this is really not, you see this spring poem," An Jingye opened his mouth to read: "

Today's rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.

Swallows fly in the sky, and Nanyuan paper kites are busy.

It's very fitting for today's scene, very good!"

An Jingye casually boasted.

"Why did Mr. An laugh just now?" Nan Zishu continued to ask, and even put on a look of not making it clear and not giving up.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that I just remembered an interesting person by chance!" An Jingye replied casually.

"Oh, then Mr. has to tell me, what kind of power can make Mr. miss him so much?" Zou Xueshu also tilted his head curiously at this time and asked.

"Haha, it's just a little friend I met in Feixue Town! Don't talk about it!" An Jingye didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with these people, so he waved his hand directly and refused.

"Oh, it turned out to be a foolish person in a mountain village, and Mr. An was actually a wise choice to leave there, in that kind of poor and remote place, even if he had read a book, he would definitely not be able to talk about anything like a literati festival. Don't get yourself into the mud again. When Zou Xueshu heard that he was a fool from the countryside, he opened his mouth to remind.

As soon as An Jingye heard this, he was not happy, what's the matter? I put up with me, isn't this okay? I just need to polish my eyes when I am forced by you to mention my friends? Even if I wipe it, there is nothing, but I am afraid that in the end, it will be your own false face that will be wiped off.

You must know that many of today's most powerful characters all started from the end of the day, and if you can seize the opportunity to make friends at that time, you will generally benefit immensely. An Jingye directly denied the other party's statement.

"So Mr. An thinks that your little friend is a very powerful person, I wonder what kind of deeds he has made Mr. Blue-eyed?" Zou Xueshu asked with a little disdain.

An Jingye didn't pay attention to the other party's unreasonableness, but Shen Feng's lazy appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing: "He?haha, he is a lazy guy, he has the potential of 'being a hero in life and a ghost in death', but he always puts himself on some trivial things, and he never gets tired of it." Like today, if he ever haha......"

An Jingye did not continue, but smiled very happily.

"Born as a hero, death is also a ghost? Is this a poem made by Mr. An? It is really earth-shattering, do you think that your little friend has reached this realm?" Zou Xueshu asked suspiciously, you know, if the other party can get this kind of praise from An Jingye, it should be quite good.

"I did it, how could I have this ability? This is all done by himself!" An Jingye shook his head helplessly.

"Ah? This is his own work, so are there any other good works that have been circulated?" This time even Nan Zishu was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a talent in a poor ravine, but why did he never know the existence of this person?

"If it's not a good work, every one of his poems is a good one, and it all comes at hand. An Jingye looked at the pedestrians outside through the window, and muttered: "If he is here today, I don't know how many people's jaws will be shocked!

"It's okay to leave left and right, Mr. An just happened to tell you about the condition of your little friend, so that I can see it!" asked a literati named Bing Sishan, who had been sitting next to him and didn't say much

As the saying goes, literati are light, and since an opponent suddenly emerged from Old Man An, it is natural to understand it and find a way to deal with it. So not only Zou Xueshu and Nan Zishu, but even a few local literati at the table were curiously waiting for An Jingye to tell everyone.

"I don't know if you know that during the Chinese New Year, there is a small game called 'chasing the God of Wealth and Fortune' popular in many places?" An Jingye suddenly said this.

"Of course I know, hehe, don't say it, it's quite fun, I was chasing for a while! What's wrong?" said a student from the Academy of Divine Grace who was sitting there with a smile.

An Jingye saw that everyone else also nodded, indicating that he knew, so he spoke: "The inventor of this little game is my little friend named Shen Feng. After An Jingye finished speaking, he didn't wait for others to react, and continued to speak: "He is the head of a village, and the village was almost slaughtered, so he had to flee and take revenge with the few surviving people. ”

An Jingye's practice of not playing cards according to the routine is very worrying, what I just said is talent, why did this little friend become the village chief at this time? This cross-border seems to be too big, right?

"Although he has only studied in private school for two years, he is still a master of couplets, and in Feixue Town, the level of couplets is unmatched, even if you count all the people in the entire Zhi Academy. An Jingye was immersed in the memories of Shen Feng at this time.

"People who are good at poetry are also very good at couplets!"

This was not unexpected by everyone, so everyone nodded in agreement.

"He's a master cultivator! Not only does he cultivate by himself, but he also cultivates with a group of villagers, and it seems that he is still very effective!"

"Huh, blow that?"

There was apparently a great deal of skepticism about this.

"He's very good at making food!In terms of his attainments, in my opinion, at least in the entire Mengyue Empire, there is no one who can surpass him, not even the imperial chefs in the palace!" Old Man An said very firmly with a drooling saliva when he remembered the food made by Shen Feng.

"Hehe, that's too, isn't it?"

Everyone felt that Old Man An was too doting on the other party, and they almost deified him.

"He can also sing, the kind of weird, but very nice song, like something called 'Wishing you prosperity'. Hehe, very interesting......"

"I've heard of this, but I don't seem to be able to get on the stage. Some people directly denied An Jingye's statement.

An Jingye glanced at him, did not refute, and continued: "He is less than nineteen years old, but he is the president of Qian, who has been appointed by His Majesty to be responsible for the responsibility of local guards. ”

"Huh?" That's a lot of information. "Nineteen-year-old guard Qianzong, that is in charge of the army, and he is also appointed by His Majesty, is this a human or a ghost? Others do one of these things, it will take half a lifetime or a lifetime, but listen to Mr. An's meaning, how can this product do anything? Could it be that Mr. An can't save face, and then brag indiscriminately?"

After hearing this, everyone's doubts became even heavier.