The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Hao looked over and found the black-faced man with his hands on his hips, talking impassionedly to the group of generals.

"Don't worry!"

"This is for you to taste it first!"

"I still don't know about our relationship? Don't worry, when my son can produce alcohol, I will give you a big jar!"

"Don't worry! My old Zhao family is not such a picky person!"

Zhao Hao: "???"

He looked at the empty wine bottle in front of the couple, and looked at Bai Xiu helplessly: "Mom! My father talks nonsense when he drinks, why don't you stop him?"

Bai Xiu turned her head away: "You two, one accompanies the daughter-in-law and the other reprimands the daughter-in-law, how dare I speak?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

It seems that the first batch of wine will be prostituted for nothing.

Fortunately, it seems that the advertising effect is good, otherwise it will be a blood loss.

Not that he blows.

Whoever tasted this wine, there was no one who was not above his head.

"This wine is so rich and mellow?"

"Not only that, but it's so clear and clear, it's really an unparalleled wine in the world!"

"Which winery is this wine from? I'll buy it later!"

"Looking at the appearance of General Shenwu, it seems that Zhao Hao brewed it himself!"

"Ah...it turns out that Zhao Hao is not only a Wenqu star, but also a wine fairy!"

Now, the hearts of the people of the four countries are even more uncomfortable.

In the past few decades, the territory of the barren country has expanded rapidly, making them all feel threatened.

Only when they saw the various uncivilized appearances of the barren country, they would feel more at ease.

But now, not only has Zhao Hao appeared in the literary world in Huangguo, but the level of winemaking has also reached a level that the five countries can hardly match, which is a bit hard to accept!

After all, the wine culture is also one of the mainstream cultures recognized by the five countries of the Central Plains.

Especially in the state of Jin, which advocates literary talent and elegance, the status of wine merchants can even surpass all merchants.

Seeing that the advertisement was almost finished, Zhao Hao made a gesture to Xu Lingyun on the stage, indicating that it was time to start.

Xu Lingyun couldn't help feeling anxious, even though opera was the only thing she focused on, she couldn't help being a little nervous when facing such a scene.

This scene is destined to bring drama into the mainstream of barren country culture, and there must be no mistakes.

She never thought that in just seven or eight days, the Qingyue troupe moved from the dilapidated theater building in the south of the city to the emperor's eyes.

All of this was brought by Zhao Hao.

In particular, this hand of eternal masterpiece was directly handed over to himself.

If something goes wrong, Zhao Hao must be so sorry.

She took a deep breath, and walked onto the stage with her pipa in her arms.

Dressed in a snow-white skirt, under the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she looks like a fairy Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace.

Under the stage, everything is quiet.

They originally thought that the full moon ceremony would start with Zhao Hao's polite words, but it never happened.

It is also elegant and chic.

Under everyone's gaze, Xu Lingyun gently waved the strings of the pipa, and at the same time opened her red lips lightly.

"When will the moon be there, ask Qingtian for the wine!"

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Lovin

Chapter 114: I, Zhao Hao, am loyal and fragrant!

"When will the moon be there, ask Qingtian for the wine!"

Xu Lingyun used the traditional singing method of poetry. After all, the emperor and many ministers of civil and military affairs had appeared on the stage, so it was too inappropriate to use the singing method from the memory of her previous life.

But even so, with a strong foundation, Xu Lingyun's singing can easily poke this sentence into everyone's heart.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was an ancient quatrain!

Jiang Zheng's eyes brightened, "I wish you a long life, and we will be together for a long time" in the back, and "When will the bright moon come, ask the sky for wine."

No matter what the other sentences are, the famous story through the ages has been completed!

This poem can even become the backbone of the barren country's literary world. As long as it stands firmly, other bones and flesh and blood can grow up step by step.

On the other side, Fang Yiru's face turned pale when he heard this sentence.

Although there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts.

But this phrase is really a bit too against the sky.

If he can't beat Zhao Hao, then his life...

Thinking of Fang Zhongyun's cold eyes, he couldn't help shivering.

The literati from other countries saw it and couldn't help admiring it.

Sure enough, art is above nationality.

Fang Yiru obviously didn't want this phrase to be good, but when he heard this phrase, he was still trembling with excitement.

Such a quatrain, who doesn't tremble after hearing it?

The black-faced man was holding an empty wine bottle in one hand, and his clothes in the other, with a nervous expression on his face.