Tang Hao stood up and filled the old cow''s teapot with water. He turned and walked out.


    The old cow shouted to him, "what are you going to do? You don''t dare to fool around at this time. Be honest and stay at home."


    "I know. I''m going home to pick up my ancestor Harley. When I win it back, I''m going to go out to visit my friends." Tang Hao looked relaxed.


    "Then run away. It''s said that your family has built a big ship and running on the sea is better than anything. By the way, I''ll help you review it and give you strength, or take some things to Guangzhou. After listening to the old cow''s words, Tang Hao turned back and stamped his feet and said," uncle, do I really have only one way to go? What''s the great thing about Wei Zheng? We just don''t annoy him. "


    "Boy, there''s a way to go. Just laugh. As long as you stay in Chang''an, you''ll have big trouble. It''s not your trouble, it''s your trouble. Go away and come back when they''re almost done."


    Wei Zheng is not terrible, but he represents the interests of most people, which is very powerful. Seeing that the old cow is still not plagued and not angry, Tang Hao had no choice but to leave. When he walked out of the flower hall, he picked up two fat children and kissed them twice. Then he strode away in the sound of his aunt''s drinking and scolding.


    Yao Silian was not proud in officialdom, but he was highly respected among the literati in Chang''an. One day, he had a banquet with his friends on Qujiang River. Suddenly, he threw down his chopsticks and sang with swords: "if you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the Taihang mountains covered with snow."


    When the two sentences came out, the house was filled with awe, and some executors burst into tears. Yao Silian was covered with beautiful hair, and the vast peace and kindness in his eyes made people warm. His fingers knocked on the ridge of the sword and shouted, "sometimes, ride the wind and waves, hang the cloud sail to help the sea."


    Why can''t you be heartbroken in such a miserable situation? All your old friends in the audience are complaining about Yao Silian''s bumpy experience. At present, someone shouted that God was unfair, which made master Yao full of talent and buried in the pile of old papers. Your old friends should help you.


    Before he finished speaking, I heard old Mr. Yao say lazily, "I''m a mediocre, and I can''t be loved by you. This song is written by an unprecedented genius. Now he is disheartened and ready to travel around the world in a giant boat. People don''t care what it is? What are we doing?"


    "Who is the person who made such a magnificent article?" someone asked curiously. Yao Silian threw away his long sword, dried a pot of wine, wiped the wine stains on his beard and said, "even if he is a man, he can''t mention it. Now he is ten miles away from the wind in Chang''an city. This poem is good. When you don''t meet him, you can take it out and read it. You will be relieved and relieved, but you will be sad."


    "Is the man mentioned by Duke Yao Tang Hao? General Tang? I''ve heard for a long time that this son is extremely intelligent, and all schools of thought are ignorant. It''s a virtue to go to Marco''s whole army and get off the horse to calm the people. It''s worse."


    "Speak carefully. The master once said that seeing is not believing. What''s more, what is virtue? Taking out potatoes and corn to help the people, so that the Tang Dynasty will no longer have the worry of famine, is the greatest virtue. The great boat commander Wan Jun went deep into the tiger''s mouth and retrieved the remains of former Sui soldiers. Although he died a hundred years without regret, he can be called loyalty."


    "It''s like a child''s play to tease hundreds of thousands of water thieves on Dongting Lake. Let alone establish Yuhua mountain academy to educate all the people. I don''t understand how such a person can corrupt his moral integrity? How can he become a thorn in everyone''s eye? In my opinion, it''s just that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind is sad and the wind will destroy it."


    "Well, it''s also good for general Tang to be free, so that he can place his feelings on the mountains and rivers and write more wonderful articles for our banquet guests. Come on, your words lead your ears like rain through the jungle. Even if you can''t moisten the earth, you can leave a trace."


    Then the old man took a jar of good wine and drank it.


    At this time, Han Zhe, with a black face and a broken fan Yangli, drove a carriage along the deserted ancient road. He Tianshang stood at the end of the road with a bright long knife tied to his hand. He promised Wei Tianyu''s request for revenge before he died.


    Because Wei Tianyu stretched his neck and let he Tianshang end his pain, "first say well, if you fail this time, don''t bother me. You see, the documents given by the emperor are here. You can''t beat me without help."


    Han zhe kindly persuaded he Tianshang, and his tone became more gentle.


    "He Tianshang, I''m not the one who hurt Wei Tianyu. What are you looking for me for? If you want revenge, you''re looking for that person, even though he is my father. You see, I''ve offered my father. Can you stop bothering me? I''m really studying knowledge this time and have no other intention."


    Without saying a word, he Tianshang raised his knife and rushed over, but he was caught alive by Han zhe again, because Han Zhe''s long gun suddenly broke and a large basin of white ash was scattered out. He Tianshang''s eyes could not see anything at once.


    Although he danced the horizontal sword very closely, he was stunned by Han Zhe''s opportunity. After white wormwood entered his eyes, he Tianshang was very uncomfortable. Even though he was unconscious, his tears and snot continued to flow down.