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

Zhang Xiao clapped his hands and took out a wooden box from upstairs.

Open it up and take a look.

Instantly blinded Pao Ding's eyes.

What the hell!

Holy shit! !

A golden piece!

Dozens of gold bars!

this has to be...

Tens of thousands of taels!

"Hey!"

"These are all for you."

"Uncle Ding, your little savings are definitely not enough to build this kind of building!"

"I don't have much here, only 3000 taels of gold. You can use it, there should be some left."

Zhang Xiao smiled, and pushed the wooden box to Pao Ding.

This one starts.

Excuse!

Heavy!

Almost missed it!

Pao Ding was at a loss for what to do, for a while, he felt a lump in his throat, he didn't know what to say.

"Master, you, you, no, I, I can't..."

Don't wait for him to finish.

Zhang Xiao snorted.

"Uncle Ding, don't be hypocritical."

"Money is useless to me."

"Moreover……"

Zhang Xiao ate and drank enough, wiped his mouth, got up and left.

step out the door.

Flick the folding fan.

Yoyo laughed loudly.

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone!"

Done.

Disappeared in the sea of ​​people.

There is quite a taste of a hermit Qashqai.

Pao Ding's eyes were moist.

Muttering to himself.

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone..."

"What a poem! What a poem!"

"So what if you lose tens of millions of wealth?"

"I can earn it back after all!"

"Great spirit!"

"Big Realm!"

Pao Ding's heart was full of waves.

"Even if he is a master of Confucianism, he is far inferior to Young Master Zhang Xiao!!"

31. A capable minister!Looking forward to the face of Confucianism!Snow Roll Datang! ! [Please everything! 】

"A good one is born with my talents, and I will come back after all the money is gone!"

"It's really an ancient quatrain!"

Fusu stood on the second floor.

Quietly watching everything Zhang Xiao did.

The eyes are full of light!

Open your mind!

this verse.

There is great wisdom in it!Brilliant!Great realm!

"Since God gave birth to me, there must be a place for me to be used!"

"When the money is exhausted, these scattered and lost things will still return in the future!"

What a confidence!How free and unrestrained!

Only the truly talented scholars in their hearts.

To make such a poem!

Fusu just felt shocked!

What I have seen in my life.

That's it!

"A man should be like this..."

Fusu let out a breath, as if he saw a tall figure of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi from Zhang Xiao's body!

There is a coercion that suppresses the stars of the universe and the vastness of the world!

"This man not only tells a good story!"

"Literary talent is also unparalleled in the world!"

"It even has an army like the White Horse Yicong that is not weaker than the Imperial Golden Fire Cavalry!"

"The origin is extraordinary!"

"If we can make friends and become confidants, it will definitely be of great benefit to Daqin and Father!"

Fusu has already identified Zhang Xiao as a capable minister in his heart!

"Now, I will write a letter to report this person to the emperor."

"Hope, father can recruit him into the palace!"

Thinking of this.

Fusu wanted to go out for a stroll.

The footsteps stopped.

Turn around and go back to the house to write a letter.

……

"Zhang Liang, the third master of Confucianism, is known as the No.1 scholar in the world!"

"Exactly, citing scriptures, can be said to be the most talented guy in the Great Qin Dynasty!"

"But, in front of Young Master Zhang Xiao..."

"Hehe~"

"I think, in an instant, you can't even see the figure!"

Nongyu smiled, covered her mouth softly, showing the beauty of gentleness and softness.

The sun hits my face.

Grains of light like fine sand spread over Nongyu and Zinu's bodies with a texture.

Let them show a different kind of beauty.

"What you and I see is the same."

Zi Nu nodded slightly, picked up the teacup, and drank slowly.

After putting down the teacup.

She rested her chin on her right hand, tapped on the tea table with her left hand, and looked out leisurely.

"Mingjian has half a hairpin."

"Where do we not meet in this life."

"Tsk tsk~"

"Being able to compose this poem, Mr. Zhang Xiao has a rich life experience!"

Zi Nu chuckled lightly.

Yoyo opened her mouth.

"I have to write down the poem just now."

"From now on, it's Mr. Zhang Xiao's poetry anthology!"

Nongyu covered her mouth with a smile, picked up a pen and wrote down the poem just now in her small notebook.

"I really don't know what kind of expression the Confucianists will have when they hear these lines."

There was a hint of anticipation in Zi Nu's eyes.

It seems that they really hope to see the shocked expressions of Zhang Liang and others.

……

Mojia.

Organ City.

On a steep mountain peak, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, promenades and cornices, built beside the mountain, which is extremely dangerous.

Inside the mountain.

It was hollowed out!

The waterfall flew straight down!

The huge gears are meshing with each other, and under the impact of the water, they rotate slowly to provide power for the entire huge mechanism city!

in front of the pool.

A beautiful figure, wearing a water-blue long dress, wearing a silver crown, with light blue eyeshadow painted on the corners of her eyes.

A beautiful face.

Indifferent and proud.

But after seeing a figure sitting by the water.

There was a bit of tenderness and enthusiasm on her pretty face.

"Sister Duanmu, what are you looking at?"

Xuenv lightly moved her lotus steps, and her jade feet, as white as lotus, stopped beside Duanmu Rong.

She lifted up her long skirt, sat beside Duanmu Rong, and asked softly.

"The latest script."