Datang: Let you supervise the country and become an emperor through the ages

Chapter 407
It will not be too late for me to do the physical work in the future, so let this kind of mental work be handed over to Sister Haitang.

It's just that they just stood up, and before they had time to go out, they heard a mocking voice: "Oh, what are you running for?"

"Didn't you brag just now? Why are you running away now?"

"Hahaha, it's good for you to go out, so as not to be ashamed here. We have a lot of talents in Tang Dynasty, and you guys can only spoil the scenery when you are here."

When Zhou Han heard this, he was furious immediately, and looked around, trying to find the speaker.

"Damn it, whoever is mocking me here, stand up for me!"

As soon as the words came out, a boy in blue stood up. It turned out to be Zhao Xinling's younger brother, Zhao Han.

When Zhou Han saw that it was Zhao Han, he said angrily: "Zhao Han, you are fucking looking for death, right? I will kill you!"

As he said that, Zhou Han clenched his fists and rushed over.

Seeing Zhou Han rushing over, Zhao Han was not afraid, but showed a tricky smile.

However, before Zhou Han could take a few steps forward, someone stood up and grabbed him.

When Zhao Han saw it, his smile disappeared immediately, and his face darkened.

Zhou Han turned around and found that Li Fu was holding him back, so he gasped and said, "Mr. Li, don't stop me, let me smash that stinky dog's mouth!"

Li Fu smiled and said, "Zhou Han, it's useless even if you beat him to death, so don't bother with him, there are many important people here watching."

He knew that there were many bigwigs here, and if Zhou Han made a fuss, he would be the only one to suffer.

Moreover, there may be people who know him among them, and if Zhou Han makes a fuss, it is inconvenient for him to come forward to help.

Seeing that Zhou Han was still furious, Li Fu said, "Let's sit down and write poems, and defeat them with strength."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Han was so angry that he half died, and said angrily: "Hmph, just because you still write poems, you can write a pile of shit!"

Li Fu ignored him, pulled Zhou Han and sat back down again, ignoring Zhao Han directly.

In fact, Li Fu didn't want to do anything to Zhao Han, after all, he was also Zhao Xinling's younger brother.

Even if he is an asshole, it is not easy for him to take action against him. If he breaks him, Zhao Xinling will not be able to explain it when he goes back.

Zhao Han was extremely angry when he found out that he was being ignored, but it was not easy to vent at this time.

After sitting back, Zhou Han said to Li Fu: "Mr. Li, why did you stop me, why didn't you let me teach him a lesson?"

Seeing that Li Fu didn't speak, he continued: "Brother Li, you don't need to be afraid of him. That kid Zhao Han, I don't know how many times he was beaten by me before."

"Although my father often told me not to cause trouble, but the matter has come to this point, it is impossible not to beat him."

Li Fu sighed, and said, "Brother Zhou, don't you realize that something is wrong?"

Zhou Han was stunned, not knowing what Li Fu meant by this.

"Look at that Zhao Han, who knows he can't beat you, but still provokes you there, obviously doing it on purpose." Li Fu said lightly.

"He must have ulterior motives in doing this."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to an attic not far away, and said, "Look at that attic, there are almost no people around, it's very strange."

"I guess, there must be a big shot there, he just deliberately provoked you, and then made you look ugly."

When Chu Tian heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, yes, I remembered, I heard from my father today that the envoys from Korea will come here."

"If what brother Li said is true, then there may be an envoy from Goryeo in the attic."

Hearing what they said, Haitang smiled and said, "Zhou Han, Mr. Li stopped you, so it can be said that he saved you."

"If because of you, my Tang Dynasty lost face in front of foreign envoys, you will definitely be blamed."

Li Fu took over the conversation and said, "Actually, it's not just the Korean envoy, I'm afraid even Li...cough, I mean His Majesty may be in it."

[Damn it, it's too risky, I want to call Li Er's name directly, these people are still scared to death. 】

[You have to be careful outside in the future and don’t expose your identity. 】

"Who? Who's talking?" Hearing Li Fu's inner voice, Zhou Han felt strange and asked.

"It's nothing." Li Fu said, "Brother Zhou, if you want to beat that kid Zhao Han, don't rush it now. When the poetry competition is over, I'll go with you to teach him a lesson."

Hearing what Li Fu said, several other people also nodded.

"Yes, we must teach him a lesson."

"That's right, dare to provoke us in Mr. Zhou, beat him until his mother doesn't even know him!"

These people know nothing about reading and writing poetry, but when it comes to beating people, they are all masters.

They grew up under the fists of their father, the general, and all of them are very skilled, and when they fight, they are all unambiguous.

At this time, many people have already made poems about the battlefield.

Zhou Han looked at the situation, and said with a little head: "However, we are really not very good at composing poetry."

Haitang said loudly at this time: "You guys are not smart, isn't there me?"

Hearing what Haitang said, Li Fu didn't speak up.

Originally, he was thinking of composing poems for them, but Haitang had already volunteered, so there was no need for him to take the lead.

If Haitang can't do it by then, it's not too late to come to the rescue.

Anyway, there are inexhaustible good poems in my mind, which is more than enough for such a poetry competition.

At this time, a waiter came over carrying the Four Treasures of the Study.

Haitang took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and immediately wrote a poem on the paper.

Then, after pondering for a while, she wrote another song in Zhou Han's name.

Although Haitang is a woman, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, very skillful.

Li Fu looked up and found that although her level was not top-notch, she was still outstanding among the younger generation.

After she finished writing, the waiter handed the pen and paper to Li Fu again.

Li Fu hesitated for a moment, but didn't go directly to pick it up.

Next to him, Luo Lei, who had been staring at Li Fu, taunted, "What's the matter, the one surnamed Li, dare not take up the pen, hahaha!"

At this time, everyone basically knew about the conflict between Li Fu and Luo Lei, so they all turned their attention to it.

In addition to coming to participate in the poetry competition, they also wanted to watch another lively event.

If he could see Luo Lei beaten in public again, it would be a worthwhile trip.

(End of this chapter)