Tang Dynasty: What! My mother is actually Empress Zhangsun

""Ouch!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was hit hard on the head by old man Wei.

Li Nian covered his head and said aggrievedly:"Master, what are you doing!"

"Humph!"

Wei Zheng said unhappily,"Beating you is too light a punishment for calling me Master by my full name!""

""Oh!"

But when he remembered that the old man in front of him was the famous Wei Zheng, Li Nian lost his temper immediately.

This is Wei Zheng, the number one troll in the Tang Dynasty. I actually trolled Wei Zheng? And I won?

Li Nian blinked his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

But soon, he looked at Wei Zheng with suspicion.

Looking at the old man's thin body, his beard was proudly curled up, where was the demeanor of a senior official of the Tang Dynasty?

""You little brat, why are you looking at me like that?"

Wei Zheng put his hands behind his back, his arrogant mustache almost sticking up to the sky, he was so arrogant. He didn't look like a senior official of the Tang Dynasty, he was more like an old man guarding the government office.

"hehe..."

Squinting his eyes, Li Nian looked Wei Zheng up and down, not disguising his suspicion, and said,"Master, we shouldn't brag about ourselves like this."

"Impersonating an important official of the imperial court is a capital crime. We can just talk about this matter between us. Please don't tell it to outsiders."

As he said this, Li Nian poured himself a cup of tea and drank it by himself.

"You bastard!"

Wei Zheng's beard stood up when Li Nian looked down on him.

He lifted Li Nian's ears and showed a small sign to Li Nian.

"I will never change my name, nor my surname, Wei Zheng."

""I'm not going to do such a dirty thing as pretending to be someone else."

Li Nian took the dark golden sign and saw a few big words on it: Wei Zheng, the Imperial Counselor.

The content of the record was very simple, but this sign was definitely not an ordinary thing!

Li Nian knew that this sign was called: Fish Token, which was an official's badge to prove his identity.

This fish token was dark golden in color and was made of real gold.

Only princes and officials above the third rank could hold this fish token.

"This old man, is it really Wei Zheng?"

Swallowing his saliva, Li Nian raised his head and looked at the smug look on the old man Wei's face, but his heart was like a sea of water.

This old man, is really Wei Zheng!

There is such a big man hidden by my side, but I didn't realize it!

His mood at this moment is as excited as the protagonist of a novel who suddenly awakens the old grandfather with him!! He quickly pulled Wei Zheng aside to sit down, Li Nian served tea, and patted his legs, with a flattering look on his face

"Hehehehe!"

"I am a kid who doesn't know the real identity of the master. I hope the master will forgive me!"

Who is Wei Zheng?

One of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, the prince's master!!

Not only that, this person dares to speak out directly, and dares to criticize the emperor in anger. He has real talent and knowledge, and can be said to be both talented and learned.

In the Zhenguan period, an era when many famous people emerged, Wei Zheng's name was able to leave a strong mark, which was absolutely extraordinary.

This is also the reason why Li Nian values Wei Zheng so much.

"You stinky boy!"

Seeing Li Nian's flattering look, Wei Zheng's skinny face wrinkled slightly, and his mouth was almost grinning to the back of his ears.

After spending these days together, Wei Zheng also saw Li Nian clearly.

This is a lawless boy, very smart, and very courageous.

Being able to see this boy like this, it greatly satisfied his vanity.

Li Nian pinched his shoulders, suddenly froze for a moment, and asked:

"Master, you are a high-ranking official in the imperial court, why would you come to my small place to teach a country boy like me?"

Thinking of this, Li Nian swallowed unconsciously, his eyes widened.

"You are such an old man, my godfather, can you......"

After hearing this, Wei Zheng coughed twice.

"Don't think too much!"

"Do you think your father is a high-ranking official?"

"Then you’re overthinking it!"

"I have received your father's kindness, so I came to teach you, a stinky boy!"

Li Nian looked at him suspiciously, and when he saw Wei Zheng's righteous words, which were sonorous and powerful, and did not seem to be false, he slowly relaxed his brows.

"Too!"

"With Old Man Wei's bad temper, there are probably not many people in the court who can order him around."

"However, his attitude towards his godfather seems to be very good."

Seeing that the boy was still doubtful, Wei Zheng had to continue:"Master, I assure you that your father is definitely not a high-ranking official!"

"real?"

"Really!"

Li Nian pinched his chin and finally believed it.

Although old man Wei had a bad temper, his character was trustworthy.

Seeing that Li Nian finally believed it, Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

If His Majesty knew that I had revealed his identity, it would be a capital crime! (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

He picked up the teacup and took a sip happily, and then he put down his uneasy mood.

"Your father is not a high-ranking official, your father is the emperor! The emperor is not an official! I am not lying!"

"Well! I didn't lie!"

After drinking the tea, Wei Zheng quickly changed the subject to prevent Li Nian from asking more questions.

"I came here today to tell you something!"[]

As he said this, he took out a big red invitation and placed it on the case.

"What is this?"

Li Nian picked up the invitation curiously, flipped through it, and heard Wei Zheng explain:

"Every August 15th, all the people in Beijing would gather together to chant poems and sing songs, and exchange ideas with each other."

"I have to accompany His Majesty tonight and cannot leave."

"I think your poetry skills are not bad, so please go there for me tonight."

Li Nian scratched his head and said,"Master, this is an invitation from the Prince of Wei's Mansion. Should I go?"

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"What? Are you scared?"

Wei Zheng's beard twitched and he looked at him with a smile.

"That's not the case."

Li Nian chuckled.

Afraid?

I'm afraid that I'll be too good to blind their eyes!

I know three hundred Tang poems, and any one or two of them I pick out will be eternal quatrains.

Isn't this a bronze game for professional players?

If it comes to other things, Li Nian may not be sure.

But if it comes to reciting poems and composing essays, then he is not afraid!

"Since the teacher asked me to go, I will go for a visit!"

Seeing Li Nian's confident look, Wei Zheng's eyes also flashed with surprise.

Li Tai, the Prince of Wei, is talented, intelligent, loves literature, is good at cursive and official scripts, and has collected thousands of books. He is the most talented among the princes.

This year's poetry summit will be hosted by him.

If ordinary people heard that they were going to the palace, they would probably be scared. But this kid is full of confidence, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he is ready to do something big.

Just based on this courage, he is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Good!"

Very satisfied with Li Nian's confidence, Wei Zheng laughed loudly, stroked his beard, and said:

""I am looking forward to your performance!"

Li Nian held the invitation in his hand, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Night fell.

Chang'an City was brightly lit.

Although August 15th was not officially designated as the Mid-Autumn Festival, the history of Chinese moon worship is long.

On this day, the royal family held a moon worship ceremony at the altar, recited the moon worship prayer, and then held a banquet in the palace to entertain and reward civil and military officials.

There are also moon worship activities among the people. Every household sets up an offering table, puts offerings on it, and thanks the gods for the gift.

This day, you can witness the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

In Chang'an City, the sweet fragrance of osmanthus fills the air.

In the street corners and alleys, the sounds of storytelling and opera singing are endless.

On both sides of the street, candles flickered in the big red lanterns that had been hung long ago.

People in various strange costumes and with different complexions came and went in an endless stream.

The Turks, the Western The people of the Western Regions, Persians, Arabs, Byzantines, Silla, Indians, Cambodians, Pyus... the summer heat has dissipated, and the people are taking to the streets.

The crowds coming and going are noisy and strolling in the streets.

There are many pedestrians on both sides of the road. The maids are holding lanterns, swaying in the autumn wind. The young ladies are shy and smiling, lowering their heads and walking quickly, for fear that others will see their faces.

The young man holds a small fan in his hand, looking at the women coming and going from time to time, looking very handsome.

Li Nian puts on a new outfit, holding a folding fan in his hand, and walks gracefully on the street.

This handsome appearance attracts the girls' peeking eyes from time to time.

Two steps behind him, Su Tan'er is also following closely behind him.

This prosperous age, this Tang Dynasty!.....Four..