Datang Fenghua Road

The two of them frowned and dawdled, and suddenly wow wow, weeping bitterly, knelt on the ground wagging their tails and begging for pity on the eldest grandson, hummingly said: "Mother, look at eldest brother, he wants us to get sick and die."

This time, the eldest grandson did not support Han Yue, but instead pleaded for his two sons, saying: "Yue'er, don't be ridiculous, tuberculosis is not a joke after all. You have inner strength and are not afraid, but your two younger brothers are spoiled. Even if you If you want someone to spray wine, there are many hidden Hundred Knights here..."

Han Yue shook his head slowly, and said with a solemn face: "The world is talking about tuberculosis, why should Bai Qisi do it? My son just wants two younger brothers to be with me today, and the dignified family can't take the lead. How to appease the fear of the common people? Heart?"

These words left Changsun speechless.

Li Shimin, who was beside him, was thoughtful, and suddenly said, "Could it be that this spray can eliminate tuberculosis?"

Han Yue glanced at the emperor, smiled and shook his head: "No."

Li Shimin was startled, and said angrily, "Since you can't, why did you let your younger brothers take risks? Could it be that there is something else hidden in this matter, I know that you are not a pointless character..."

Han Yue smiled, nodded and said: "Father is right, my son is indeed not aimless. Let me tell you the truth, the reason why tuberculosis is contagious is because there is a virus in the patient's saliva. This virus is visible to the naked eye. Hard to see, but spirits can kill it."

Li Shimin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out: "So you want to spray alcohol here to kill the virus that infects tuberculosis?"

The emperor stepped forward abruptly, stretched out his hand and took a jar of wine from a servant, and said solemnly: "This matter is my share, the stinky boy is right, in order to eliminate the fear of the world, the royal family must no longer be afraid. , I will work with you on the matter of spraying wine, so that Hundred Knights can't achieve the effect of publicity."

Li Jiancheng strode out of the mutton steamed bun shop, stretched out his hand and said to a young servant who was holding a wine: "Give me a jar too. Although I am the Prince Yin, I am also a royal after all. If the fears of the people can be eliminated, the old man will die. regret……"

The emperor and Li Jiancheng stood up, and everyone present did not dare to hide even if they were afraid. Li Chengqian and Li Tai gritted their teeth and stepped forward.

After a while, all the royal family had a wine jar.

After all, the royal family has few people, and the meaning of doing this is greater than the actual meaning. The real people who do it are the spies who hide in the crowd, as well as the courtiers and officials who want to please the emperor.

In any case, in a short period of time, hundreds of people gathered in the field, and the wine jar of the Cheng family's high-level liquor store was completely empty, and everyone was waiting for Han Yue's instructions.

Han Yue suddenly gave an order and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone, spraying alcohol can disinfect..."

He immediately raised his head to fill the wine, and then sprayed violently into the air.

Next to him, Li Shimin and Li Jiancheng laughed, and at the same time, they picked up the wine jar and poured out the spirits, and then spit into the air everywhere.

This scene slowly stretched, and gradually turned into a huge action.

The ragged man was full of tears, and suddenly turned his head to his wife and choked out, "Axiu, have you seen it? The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty does not hide from you, and the prince of the Tang Dynasty does not hide from you. Dead, but look at now..."

He was so choked that he couldn't say any more, tears were rolling down his face.

After years of poverty and hardships, I was already bent over by life, and I suddenly enjoyed the feeling of being valued by others. I suddenly felt that it was really good.

Chapter 552 We Confucian Students Are Heaven

The entire wine spraying activity lasted for half an hour. When it was over, everyone was shocked to find that everyone had sprayed out hundreds of jars of wine without knowing it.

A diner's eyes were a little straight, with heartache and reluctance on his face, he said: "A jar of high-quality wine is eight catties, and the price is five hundred yuan per catty. Hundreds of jars of wine are wasted like this. Money people are really messy."

He smacked his mouth hard, twirled his fingers for a long time, and finally he didn't figure out how much the hundreds of jugs of wine would cost. He happened to pass by a white-faced boy who looked like a scholar in his clothes.He grabbed the boy and said in a low voice: "Come here, little baby, uncle will give you a quiz..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the Nuo Grand Plaza, and continued: "A jar of wine is eight catties, and the price per catty is five hundred yuan. Here, according to the calculation of eight hundred altars, you can calculate how much money you made for the uncle!"

The young man said proudly, "This question is vulgar, I don't care to calculate it."

"So crazy?" The diners froze for a moment.

The young man became more airy, and hummed: "I have read poetry and books since I was a child, and what I study is the Confucianism of the sages. Since ancient times, the sages have said that a scholar can know the affairs of the world without going out. Confucianism is the knowledge handed down by the sages, and the study is governing the country. The science of governing the world."

The more he spoke, the more proud he became. With a strong mockery on his face, he suddenly scolded the diners: "My ambition is to govern the country and the world, but you make me count hundreds of altars of high-quality wine? This is a vulgar thing for merchants. , My child does not study all night..."

The diners were stunned by his scolding, and it took a long time to realize suddenly that this kid was boastful, but he didn't know how to calculate at all.

His face changed, and he scolded and spat violently, saying: "It's very powerful, it turns out to be bragging. You want to govern the country and make the world flat? You flatten the world? Will you lead an army to your army? I'm afraid you can't even count the number of people..."

These words were a bit poignant, and the young man was immediately furious. He pointed at the diners and said, "I'm a Confucian student, how dare you bully me, you dealer?"

"I'm going to fuck you, go home and get some milk! Who are you talking about as a dealer? See clearly, I'm a general..."

The diner's temper was obviously rough, he didn't care if the other party was a Confucian scholar or not, rolled his eyes and cursed rudely, and said disdainfully: "You can't even calculate an account, what kind of scholar are you? Back when our prince was your age... ..."

He didn't go on, but the meaning was clear, the guy finally smiled and said with disdain: "Tsk tsk, the gap between people is really big!"

The young man shivered with anger, his face flushed red, and he said loudly, "The business of businessmen is insulting. I am a student of Confucianism, and I have learned to govern the country and bring peace to the world."

It's a pity that the diners didn't even look at him, and walked away.

The young man only felt a great shame, and yelled at his back, angrily: "Cultivating one's own family, governing the country and the world. The business affairs are insulting to the gentleman..."

He yelled for a long time, but found that he still couldn't let the diners turn around and apologize to him. The boy's chest seemed to burst, and a boundless anger suddenly erupted.

This anger could not be dissipated, and it seemed that his mind was a little dizzy.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of the man standing there with his wife on his back, and the young man was furious, pointing at the man and yelling: "It's all your fault, you two damn pariahs, if you don't come here today, King Zhao of the West Palace will not let him. People spray wine, Zhao Wang won't let everyone spray wine, that idiot just now won't ask me, damn it, you two pariahs should die..."

The ragged man was scolded for no reason, and he couldn't help but want to retort. He put his wife on his back and hurriedly hugged his neck, begging bitterly: "Master, don't cause trouble, this little boy is dressed well."

The implication is very clear, this is the son of a big family, although he opens his mouth to insult them as untouchables, but they have to endure it obediently.

The ragged man looked up to the sky and sighed, and his burly body slowly became bent over.

Just now, Han Yue's touch with all the royal family spraying alcohol to him disappeared without a trace in the vicious insults of this young man.

"Axiu, we are always pariahs!"

The diner who had just left abruptly came back, staring at the young man, and said coldly: "Little baby, it's okay if you want to scold me, I don't care about you with a slight smile, but you can't insult this couple for no reason. Is that how your Confucian master taught you to behave like this?"

The young man clenched his fists and said proudly: "My teacher is a Confucian scholar from the Imperial College. You rude man better apologize quickly. Just now you spoke wildly and insulted my Confucian sect, be careful that the world's scholars will kill you!"

The diners were stunned for a moment, then wondered: "I just said a few words to you, when did you insult Confucianism and Confucianism?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "I am a scholar, I said that if you humiliated you, you will humiliate. The Confucian sect is in charge of the tongue, knife and pen. If you don't want to be ruined, kneel down for me..."

The corner of the diner's eyes twitched, and his face suddenly became a little grim. He stared blankly at the young man, and his tone was a little wrong, and said, "You ask me to kneel down for you?"

"Yes, kneel down and apologize!"

The diners laughed wildly and said, "Little baby is courting death, do you know who I am?"

The young man raised his head and proudly said: "I know you are a general, but the general must kneel before the Confucian scholar. I learn from the words of the sages, and take charge of the sword and the tongue..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, vaguely feeling that the atmosphere in front of him was wrong.There seemed to be a murderous aura born out of thin air, which made him subconsciously fight a cold war.

The next moment I heard a loud roar from the diners, like crazy: "Boy die!"

Like a hungry tiger rushing towards its food, the palm of the palm fan directly slaps it.

The young man didn't even react, he was directly slapped into the air, and fell to the ground with a thud, with blood spurting out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.