Chen Lie rode on the horse, pounding, looking at Wanshou Mountain not far away, the crops and pieces of rapeseed flowers on both sides of the road, and the thoughts had already floated beyond the sky.

Now he can understand that when a powerful dynasty has been in power for more than two hundred years, a series of problems have arisen.

For example, the so-called famous artists who are rich in wine bags and rice bags, and are not the female poets who write poems about urinating in the kang in later generations?

He pondered and thoughtful, and it seemed that his rich life experience had become an advantage, and then his heart beat a few times without any effort, and a bold idea emerged.

perhaps……

He can really do something for this era. Copying poetry cannot save this era, but doing business can do it. Will not the future generations also pay attention to industry to save the country?

Suddenly, Chen Lie figured it out.

His heart suddenly became brighter about the path he wanted to take in the future. Even if he couldn't be Fan Li or Guan Zhong, he could at least be Shen Wansan.

The thoughts are understood.

Chen Lie raised his head and looked at the empty official road ahead. Suddenly, he was full of poetry and a moment of brewing, and he recited a famous poem for all ages: "Peach the green mountains and don't relax!"

When Chen Lie recited the first sentence of this famous poem for all ages, he looked at Zhang Jingxiu's face from the corner of his eyes. Seeing her in surprise, she opened her bright eyes wide and looked over, and her rosy little mouth also opened slightly.

Chen Lie was delighted in his heart.

He could not understand the age of this poem, but now he saw the beauty's reaction and was already very confident in his heart. It seemed that this poem came from after the Wanli period.

It's OK.

So Chen Lie continued to chant boldly: "Parsely hold on to the green mountains and do not relax, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of mills and thousands of blows are still strong, let the winds in the southeast, west and north!"

Although Chen Lie came from a martial arts school, he could still remember the poems in the textbooks of primary and secondary schools...

After finishing the Shenliu poem, the horse team stopped involuntarily.

The surrounding air was instantly quiet.

Zhang Jingxiu opened his bright eyes in surprise, staring at Chen Lie, and his little mouth opened involuntarily. His shocked expression was so cute and charming.

In the dead silence.

The guard leader Zhang Kui suddenly praised loudly: "Good poem!"

Even he, an illiterate prime minister's guard and a vulgar warrior, thought that this poem was really good. It was easy to read and easy to understand.

The heroic spirit came to my face, which made people feel energetic.

The guards looked at Chen Lie, their eyes lit up involuntarily, and they all agreed loudly, "Okay, that's great."

This poem comes out.

The ragged poems that the Jingling School, which were unknown to each other, immediately became a joke.

Look at the Zhang clan's children who fell at the end of the team, one by one, as if they were hit by lightning, froze on the horse's back, and opened their mouths in surprise, and the next duck egg could be stuffed in their mouths.

Chen Lie couldn't help feeling relaxed and smiled slightly: "The name of this poem is Songshi, I will give it to Mr. Zhang... I will share with you all."

After the words are finished.

Zhang Jingxiu woke up and looked at Chen Lie with bright eyes. There seemed to be a little more bright light on his bright face in an instant.

The admiration in the bright eyes cannot be hidden.

The mood is here.

Chen Lie let out a free and easy smile, pulled the reins, gently clamped the horse's belly, and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"drive!"

With the sound of the chaotic horse hooves, Chen Lie was in full force at this moment. One person, riding on the empty straight road, galloping, letting his long hair dance with the wind.

Facing the sunset and the gorgeous sunset, I gradually left the horse's back, bent my waist and galloped, feeling that I was integrated with the strong horse under my crotch.

But soon Chen Lie found that no one followed him and felt that things were a little strange, so he slowly strangled the horse and grabbed the reins.

Chen Lie turned around and saw Zhang Kui and others protecting Miss Zhang, stopping at a fork in the road, waving to him.

Zhang Kui pointed at the fork in the road and shouted loudly: "Hey... Mr. Chen, you ran past."

Chen Lie's face turned red, he quickly stopped the horse, turned around, and cursed: "Damn it, I've made a big mistake."

He is very handsome, but he hasn't been handsome for three seconds.

As she ran back in a sad way, taking advantage of the sunset, Miss Zhang covered her face with a folding fan and was holding back her smile.

Chen Lie couldn't see the beauty's expression, but he could see her shoulders as if she was cutting her knife. He was trembling constantly at this time. I guess he had worked very hard to hold back his laughter.

Chen Lie's face was burning with fire, and after a long time, he lay down on the horse's back, pretending to comfort the horse under his crotch, and said softly: "Stop laughing."

But Zhang Jingxiu was shaking uncontrollably on the shoulders of the wide Confucian uniform. Perhaps she felt it was too funny and couldn't stop laughing.

Chen Lie's face turned dark and he said angrily: "Brother Jingxiu!"

Zhang Jingxiu probably felt that he was too much, so he quickly lowered his head, covered his mouth, and responded softly: "Yes."

Then she forced her smile and moved the folding fan that was blocking her pretty face away, but the pretty face was still covered with thrilling flush under the sunset and looked gorgeous.

"cough."

In the endless embarrassment, Chen Lie covered up the embarrassment with a dry cough, then took the water bag on the horse's back, opened the plug and took a sip of water.

On the side, the guard Zhang Kui couldn't help but touch his head, and laughed silly: "Oh...hehe."

Zhang Kui didn't find it ridiculous. He thought that Manager Chen was a man of temperament and did not act like those literati and poets who looked like geniuses.

So the air was filled with a relaxed and freehand atmosphere.

Even the young masters of the Zhang family who were so despised, all seemed to have eggplants beaten by frost, and they were silent.

Unexpectedly, this small restaurant shopkeeper has real skills, and the level of this poem... is truly beyond the Jingling School.

The laughter subsided after a long time.

It seems that nothing has happened.

Zhang Jingxiu calmed down and looked at Chen Lie with bright eyes, as if he wanted to see a flower from his honest face.

Chen Lie's face turned red and he had to change the topic and said, "Are we going to camp tonight?"

Zhang Jingxiu smiled but said nothing.

On the side, Zhang Kui said relaxedly: "Of course not, Mr. Chen, please follow me."

So the horse team left the spacious official road, turned into the fork in the road, and marched into the fields at the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

After about a quarter of an hour, the scenery on both sides of the road changed.

The willow trees that were endless at first sight disappeared, replaced by scattered fields. In the fields with ravines, green crops have grown.

Looking at the vitality in front of me, my deep spirit was cheered up.

Perhaps this is the original ecology of the Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the farms, fish ponds, large areas of good water irrigated land, large areas of blue brick houses, and curling smoke from cooking stoves, Chen Lie knew that he was stupid again.

He was worried that there was no place to spend the night at night. It seemed that he was too simple. Can Zhang Juzheng, the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, have no property outside the city?

So the general was about to dark, and the horse team slowly drove into a farm, rode their horses and passed under the tall plaque of the farm, Chen Lie looked up and looked up.

A few golden big words shine brightly.

"Zhangjia Manor."

Chen Lie was stunned and thought to himself: "Okay!"

It was really easy to understand. He knew where this place was, Zhang Juzheng and Zhang Xiangye were one of many industries in the suburbs of Beijing.

On the side, Zhang Kui opened his mouth and said with a smile: "You are blessed. This farm was originally an imperial farm. I remember it was rewarded by the Empress Dowager in the early years of Wanli."
Chapter completed!