A peaceful prison with a faint scent of tea.

Zhang Feng has woken up, and Zhu Xi is making tea.

The fragrant fragrance of Biluochun filled the entire cell.

I drank some tea and ate some Jingshi steamed buns.

When I first woke up, I was still feeling very uncomfortable, but now I feel much better.

"Will you kill me if I shout?"

Zhu Feng talked about what happened last night next to Zhang Feng. He was frightened. If Zhang Feng was given a knife, Zhu Feng felt that the first one might kill him.

"That's what I thought at that time, but Celestial Master, later I thought that you might have been reciting poetry at that time, because there were exactly seven characters for 'kill', like a seven-character poem!"

Zhu Xi raised seven fingers and covered his face with both hands.

Zhang Feng looked at Zhu Feng expressionlessly. When he woke up today, Zhang Feng already knew that he would not have to be beheaded this month. It would be postponed to the 20th of next month.

Xu Laotou came to say it in person. It is said that he was doing it for Zhu Xiang's sake. Why is this man's face so worthless?

I will live twenty more days!

"Twenty days!"

Zhang Feng took a sip of tea and wanted to find a place to lie down, but he was really asking for help.

"Tianshi, you haven't said yet, was what you did last night a poem?" Zhu Xi still wanted to understand. In his opinion, the seven-character poem was a poem.

However, Zhang Feng suddenly thought that if he wanted to go out, Zhu Xiang’s narration was not strong enough.

"Poetry?" Zhang Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let Xu Laotou find me pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to write a poem, so I must first write a poem for myself."

I will be beheaded in twenty days, so I will write myself a condolence poem first, just in case I need it.

When he heard that Zhang Feng wanted to write a poem, Zhu Xi quickly asked Xu Laotou to find pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

On the lower floor of the prison, there are pens, inks, paper and inkstones brought by Zhu Yuanzhang.

When Zhu Yuanzhang was not here, there were two people assigned by Mao Xiang who were making secret records at any time.

The penholder is made of Xiangfei bamboo, the brush hair is made of both wolf and sheep, the She inkstone is made of Qingying, and the cooked Xuan of Xuanzhou.

"Good pen, good inkstone, good paper, good ink..."

When Zhang Feng saw this set of Four Treasures of the Study, he thought it was a masterpiece. He was able to find this set in this cell. It seems that the capital is really not simple.

Zhu Xi took the initiative to go over and sharpen ink. His technique was a bit unfamiliar. He remembered that he had sharpened it when he was a child. Later, the people below him did the work. Now that he has to serve Zhang Feng these days, he started to do it himself.

Xu Laotou added some water to the inkstone and helped clean the brush.

Zhang Feng picked up a writing brush and learned Qigong style when he was a child, and his writing was still semblance-like.

"There is no pride like the old days, when flowers bloom and fall.

How could we shed tears in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River and cry for the healthy people of Sri Lanka?"

Zhang Feng finished the poem in one go. This is Lu Xun's poem in memory of Yang Miao.

Mainly, I didn’t think of Zhang Feng’s other mourning poem. This one was included in the college Chinese textbook, so I memorized it.

Zhu Xi read it again and said awkwardly: "Zhang Tianshi, what is this poem about?"

I know all the characters on Zhu Xi, but I don’t know what they mean when put together.

"This song is a memorial poem for myself anyway. After I die, I can have someone read it in front of my coffin lid." Zhang Feng rolled his eyes and continued: "I don't know if you will.

Prepare a coffin for me."

"Zhang Tianshi, no, I am still in the capital on the 20th, and I will never let anyone harm Tianshi."

Zhu Xiang hurriedly patted his chest and promised.

Zhang Feng took the rice paper he had written aside, changed another piece of paper, and continued writing.

"What do you want when you are transported to Huagai? You have already met before you dare to stand up.

Went through the bustling city with a broken hat to hide our face, and the wine in a leaky boat was overflowing.

With a cold eyebrow and a thousand fingers, he bows his head and is willing to be a ruthless ox.

Hiding in prison and becoming a unified body, we don’t care about winter, summer, spring and autumn."

Zhang Feng changed the word "small building" at the end of Lu Xun's "Self-mockery" to "prison", and he was also thinking about it. There is no problem with "lou" and "prison". The small one has a oblique sound, and the prison one has a flat sound, but there is something to be said for writing poetry.

: One, three, and five don’t matter, but two, four, and six are distinct; according to this calculation, changing Xiao to Jian does not destroy the plainness of the poem.

"Zhang Tianshi, I understand the last sentence of this song, it means being in prison."

Zhu Xiang looked happy. When he saw the word "prison" at the end, he could understand the final meaning, but in the first few sentences, he didn't read the list.

"I really want to change the cow too."

Zhang Feng looked at Zhu Xiang and felt that describing Zhu Xiang as a "ruziniu" would be too flattering. Moreover, he was not as selfless as his husband, nor was he trying to teach Zhu Xiang.

"Tianshi, what should I change to?" Zhu Feng looked at Zhang Feng curiously.

Zhang Feng replied: "Change it to a pig!"

"Change it to Zhu, that's good!" Zhu Feng naturally didn't know that Zhang Feng was laughing at him, but continued: "Zhang Tianshi, since you are so good at writing poems, can you write one for me too."

Zhu Fang thought of Li Qi. When Li Qi went to paint a boat, he would always bring a few people with him who could recite poems and write poems, just in case some of the oiran ladies who painted the boat asked you to say a few words, which would come in handy at this time.

Decorate it with elegance, spend some money, and for the sake of talent and wealth, the oiran will naturally fall in love with you.

"Tell me what you want to write. I'll remember it while I'm sober today and my mind is clear. Maybe I'll forget it later."

Zhang Feng put aside the song "Self-Mockery".

Zhu Fang stated his request, mainly to get it for use on the painting boat.

"He is the one who picks up girls. He is indeed His Highness!"

Zhang Feng understood. He picked up his pen and wrote a poem in a flash. He didn't need to think too much. He just wanted to pick up girls. Just write a poem casually.

After writing it, he handed it over and said: "Your Highness, take this poem. If any painting boat asks for poetry, take this up and it will definitely win the first place."

Zhu Xi couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but since it was given by Zhang Tianshi, it shouldn't be too bad.

"Thank you Heavenly Master, thank you Heavenly Master, haha. Next time, I will definitely find a boat to try and let Li Qi take a look."

Zhu Fang has already thought about it, he must bring Li Qi along and give him a long experience.

Hearing that Zhu Xi wanted to show off his poems, Zhang Feng suddenly became interested again.

It doesn't matter to others. If he can be discovered by Zhu Yuanzhang or appreciated by Zhu Yuanzhang, he may be released from prison. Now this is a feudal dynasty. If the emperor says anything, whoever dares not to listen to others and says to be released, he will definitely be released.

"Your Highness, there is another song that I can pass on to Your Majesty. Your Majesty will definitely like it."

Zhang Feng said, picking up his pen and concentrating. This is the first thing to be written to Zhu Yuanzhang, so he should be more careful and write better.

"Zhang Tianshi has poems to give to my father. Okay, I will definitely be able to help Zhang Tianshi pass them on. My father will be satisfied!"

Zhu Fang didn't dare to say that Zhu Yuanzhang was here. Zhu Yuanzhang didn't let him say it. He really didn't dare to say a word. He was afraid that the news would reach Zhu Yuanzhang and he would be unable to eat and walk around.
Chapter completed!