Daqin: In the snow of storytelling, the first emperor gave me a reward

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Young master, this is an opponent.

Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows, hey, it's a bit interesting, the acting is not bad, crushing all the little fresh meat!

"I don't know what to call Mr.

Ying Zheng asked with a smile.

"Wait until I return to the team, so I can thank you, Young Master."

"My surname is Zhang and my name is Xiao, Zhang Xiao."

Zhang Xiao smiled.

After Meng Yi heard this, his face froze slightly, and then he suddenly became surprised.

"Zhang Xiao?"

"Are you the storyteller Zhang Xiao in Sage City?"

"It's not really the same person, is it?"

He stood up abruptly, covering his mouth in shock.

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, tilted his head, and the word speechless was written in his eyes.

They all said to play around.

You are too fake!

Zhang Xiao smiled.

I almost couldn't hold back the laughter.

Hastily waved to the blue bird.

"Well, I have a destiny with these three gentlemen, take my old wine!"

"Help everyone in."

"Da Si Ming, go and bring me that stove to heat up the wine."

Zhang Xiao waved his hand.

The two went to work.

"You are really Mr. Zhang Xiao!"

"Oh my god! I was actually saved by Mr. Zhang Xiao!"

"This cowhide, I will blow it for the rest of my life!"

Meng Yi sat down and looked at Zhang Xiao with admiration in his eyes.

Zhang Xiao quickly waved his hands and smiled: "Small matter, small matter, what do you call the three?"

"Oh, my name is..."

Don't wait for Meng Yi to finish speaking.

Ying Zheng hurriedly interjected, glared at him, and said with a smile, "My name is Zhao Yi, his name is Meng Nie, and his name is Gai Zheng!"

"The three of us are brothers."

Meng Yi raised his eyebrows, eyebrows, eyes, and mouth twisted together.

The name Monnie...

How ugly!

"Oh~"

Zhang Xiao heard this.

A meaningful smile.

That smile speaks for itself.

"Since the three of you are older than me, I'll call you Old Zhao."

"The three said earlier that they came to listen to my storytelling?"

Ying Zheng nodded.

"That's right."

Meng Yi hurriedly replied.

"It seems that I am also very famous in Xianyang City?"

Zhang Xiao smiled.

"That's natural!"

"You are so famous!"

"Every time the story book in the snow appears, it is sold out! There is nothing left!"

"It is said that even our Majesty the First Emperor watched it!"

Meng Yi blinked at Zhang Xiao, and whispered the last sentence.

"Then it seems that Ying Zheng still admires me a lot!"

Zhang Xiao laughed out loud, his expression extremely arrogant, and he even called out Ying Zheng's name.

This made Meng Yi and Gai Nie's eyes widen involuntarily!

What the hell!

What the hell!

Crazy?

How dare you call His Majesty by his first name!

And said His Majesty worships you? !

Don't die!

But Ying Zheng was expressionless, as if he was not talking about him.

"what happened?"

"Look at the expressions on the two of you..."

Zhang Xiao chuckled, and there was a hint of playfulness in the smile.

after hearing their names.

Zhang Xiao knew who the three of them were!

Isn't it Ying Zheng, Meng Yi, Gai Nie!

He wants to see if calling Ying Zheng directly will break their mood!

"Mr. is absolutely right!"

"Your Majesty has a friend who is a close minister of His Majesty the First Emperor. According to him, His Majesty admires you very much and thinks the stories you wrote are wonderful, and wants to listen to the book face to face!"

Ying Zheng hurriedly replied.

One is, he really admires Zhang Xiao.

Secondly, prevent Meng Yi and the two from revealing their flaws!

"Didn't think so! His Majesty the First Emperor, who is the first emperor through the ages, can also worship me?"

"OK!"

"I dare not think about it!"

Zhang Xiao laughed out loud.

He took the wine from Jade Bird's hand.

Inverted personally.

Put on the stove.

The palms were baked aside.

Looking outside, it was getting bigger and bigger, a vast expanse of white snow, and couldn't help but chant a poem.

"Green Ant's new fermented wine, a small red clay stove, it's going to snow in the evening, can you have a glass?"

Say it.

There was silence in the pavilion.

Just as Meng Yi picked up the chopsticks, his face froze in mid-air along with the chopsticks in his hand.

Ying Zheng's face changed slightly, and his mouth slowly opened.

Ge Nie narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Qingniao and Da Siming wowed, but they only saw the shape of their mouths get bigger, but they didn't make a sound.

pat.

Until the chopsticks in Meng Yi's hand fell to the ground.

Everyone just woke up!

"Good poem! Good poem! Good poem!"

"This poem really fits the occasion!"

As a civil servant, Meng Yi naturally understood the artistic conception.

He repeatedly praised.

I am extremely impressed!

"A good poem indeed!"

"Mr.'s talent is really as rumored, this person should only exist in the sky!"

Ying Zheng's flattery is not inferior to Meng Yi's.

after all.

Countless people flattered him.

Just search for a little material and you will find it!

of course.

This is not just flattery, but also his admiration and admiration from the bottom of his heart!

As a great Confucian, Chun Yuyue has been a master who helped Su for so many years.

You asked him to make a poem like this?

Totally impossible!

Can't do it!

Don't even think about it!

A piece of garbage!

Also proficient in Confucianism.

Look at Zhang Xiao again.

At a young age, it's fine to get the approval of a Confucian sage.

And just recite such a poem at will!

No matter which one of these four sentences is taken out, it is a beautiful artistic conception!

so amazing!

"It's not worth mentioning if you say it casually."

Zhang Xiao waved his hands and smiled lightly, motioning for everyone to eat and drink.

The three of Yingzheng were even more admirable in their hearts, even if they were talented, they were still humble.