Li Er fixed his eyes and looked at it, and he couldn't calm down in an instant, obediently, this method, this verse, is simply earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, and it is not an exaggeration to call it three points into the wood!

Is this really written by Ling Xiaozi? In this way, I have a good son-in-law! Hahaha! It's worthy of me, any holy decree is so heroic!

Restrained his smile, and then looked at the remaining eleven poems, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and after reading it, he put the rice paper back on the table and exhaled heavily.

These twelve poems cannot be said to be evenly divided, they can only be said to have their own merits, and they cannot be compared, at this moment Li Er's heart is full of doubts, this is really written by Ling Xiaozi, if the poem was written by him, it would be fine, this word can never be written without more than ten years of tempering, right?

Could it be that there is anything else in his mansion that his teacher can't do?

If the students are still like this, the teacher must be even better, if they can all enter the court as an official, it will be my luck in the Tang Dynasty.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is possible.

Thinking about it, he turned around and walked out of Wenxuan Pavilion.

When he returned to the imperial study, he drafted an official document, and then, feeling that it was inappropriate, he drafted another one for backup, so he took Zhao Yang to move to Ling Xian's house.

After Li Er left, several old men pricked up their ears like thieves and listened to the footsteps that were gradually walking away outside the door, and after confirming that Li Er had left, they went back to the table and talked fiercely.

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Ling Xian's side had already ordered the gold, a full thousand two hundred taels, no more, no less, although the purity was not as pure as the gold of the later generations, but it was extremely tempting to pile so much gold together.

Ling Xian kissed the heavy purse in his hand again, and went home satisfied.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Ling Xian felt that something was wrong with the situation, his house was next to the East Market, and it should be very lively on weekdays, why was it so deserted today?

Although he had doubts, he still opened the courtyard door, walked in, led Yuling Ma to the stable as usual, and then walked into the study.

After some inspection, I went to the courtyard and checked the rooms, but found no problems.

Sit on the pavilion in the river and put your hands on your forehead.

A sigh of relief was accompanied by a burst of emotion.

"It seems that I am too lonely after all, and now I miss the life of my previous life, although my life is monotonous, but I have the support and encouragement of my colleagues, and now I am alone, in this strange place, I will still not adapt to it."

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of hearty laughter outside the door.

"Anyone? Listen to the eldest grandson Wuji's old horseman said, we have a strange man in Chang'an, only eight buckets high, rich and five cars, I Lao Cheng is now with two sons, carrying good wine to visit, why don't you see a hairy man! ”

Ling Xian turned his head and saw a broad-shouldered man with a dark complexion, holding two wine jars, followed by two young men with very similar appearances, walking towards the courtyard with a big grin.

Although Ling Xian was puzzled, he still stood up and asked.

"I don't know what you call it?"

"Hey! Don't come to your literati in front of me, I am a martial artist, and I don't understand your rules, if you don't dislike it, just call me Uncle Cheng. ”

"Surname Cheng? Could it be that you are the famous Cheng Tiger Cheng Biting Gold? ”

"Hey, yes, yes, that's me, what's inside, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, come and say hello to your brother-in-law!"

Hearing this, the two men behind Cheng Yanjin stepped forward in unison, clasped their fists in salute, and shouted in unison.

"Hello brother-in-law!"

Ling Xian looked embarrassed, what brother-in-law, how did I become your brother-in-law?

He looked at Cheng Yanjin and pointed at the two of them, revealing a puzzled expression.

Cheng Yanjin turned a blind eye and said with a laugh.

"Haha, Ling Xian, right? Ling boy, I have a daughter in my family, and the one born is called a flower like jade, who looks better than Pan An. ”

At this time, Cheng Chumo beside him reminded in a low voice: "Dad, Pan An's family is a man. ”

"Shut up, which round of adults talk to the little ones to interject."

Smiling awkwardly, Cheng Yanjin continued.

"What's inside, oh yes, it's really good-looking, pretty, right! A few days ago, you left home to play the piano, my girl happened to be at the door, and I never forgot it, and I talked to you every day, and I was annoyed to death. Do you think this can be done? ”

Ling Xian listened to Cheng Yanjin's words, and couldn't help but think of the eyes of a fat man of more than two hundred pounds looking at him at the beginning, so compared with Cheng Yanjin, it was really a little similar, and he hurriedly refused.

"No! Uncle Cheng, I am now Princess Changle's quasi-concubine, and I will get married in a week, how can I marry your girl again? You can give your girl to your family, and then find someone else to marry, my majesty here will not agree. ”

"What's that? Your Majesty has given you a marriage? Why don't I know anything? Ling boy, you're not fooling me, are you? ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

At this time, a sharp voice sounded outside the hospital.

"The emperor has arrived!"

Cheng Yanjin quickly stood up and arched his hand when he heard this.

"Your Majesty."

Li Er nodded and asked curiously.

"Zhijie, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Biting Jin's face was embarrassed, and he didn't hold back a word for a long time, Li Er saw this, and turned his gaze to Ling Xian.

"You come on."

"This ......"

Before Ling Xian could say anything, he turned his face to look at Cheng Yanjin.

Cheng Yanjin felt even more embarrassed, and kicked at Ling Xian, saying.

"Look at what I'm doing, Your Majesty tells you to say it!"

Ling Xian rubbed his buttocks, and then reported to Li Er.

"Your Majesty, Uncle Cheng proposed to the boy with two brothers and two jars of good wine, the boy has made a marriage contract with Princess Changle, and he thought that he could not agree to other families' proposals, so he refused Uncle Cheng's proposal on this ground."

Li Er glanced at Cheng Yanjin lightly, turned to Ling Xian and said.

"Ling boy, I saw the twelve poems you sold in Wenxuan Pavilion, you are so talented, you must have a teacher to cultivate you, right? Tell me, where is your teacher now? ”

Hearing this, Ling Xian straightened his clothes, looked up at the sky, and said with a sad face.

"I was a reclusive person, I lost my father at an early age, I lost my mother in childhood, I was taken up the mountain by an old man, and I lived a carefree life, but my heart has never let go of the belief in serving the motherland! So, this year, I went down the mountain, I am inspired, I must serve the motherland and defend the country. ”

As he spoke, he observed the reactions of several people on the side.

I saw Cheng Biting Jin, a rough old man, hugging his two sons and crying bitterly.

Li Er looked calm and asked unhurriedly.

"So what about your teacher?"

Ling Xian leveled his gaze and said with a full face.

"I am my teacher."

Li Er's heart was broken at the moment, Nima said so much, doesn't it mean that you don't have a teacher? What are you doing with me putting all this on hold with me?

Li Er's mind moved, his eyes rolled, and he opened his mouth again.

"Then since you are self-taught, I just saw the magnificent and majestic meaning of the twelve poems in Wenxuan Pavilion, I don't know if you can write a word for me?"

Ling Xian thought to himself, what's so difficult about this, it's still the old man's intimacy, and it doesn't matter if he wants a gift.

Ling Xian led everyone to the study, knelt down in front of the desk, picked up the bucket of ink with both hands, poured some into the inkstone, lifted the brush again, and took out a piece of rice paper.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, the pen splashes ink, and after a while, a poem will enter the wine and leap onto the paper.

"Here, Your Majesty, are you not satisfied with this article?"

Li Er took the poem in Ling Xian's hand with a look of disbelief, and as soon as he saw it, his eyes widened: No, it was really written by this kid.

Carefully folded a few folds and put them in a thoughtful place.

Then he waved his hand to Zhao Yang behind him, Zhao Yang understood, stepped forward, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Ling Xian takes the order!"

Li Er turned his head to look at Ling Xian, but seeing that Ling Xian was unmoved, he asked.

"Ling boy, this is a holy decree, why don't you kneel?"

Ling Xian said again with a strong expression.

"The boy kneels to the heavens and the earth, to his parents, and to the others, and he does not kneel."

Hearing this, Li Er narrowed his eyes, and after a long time, he took out another holy decree from his arms, handed it to Zhao Yang, put away the original one, and nodded with a smile.

"Zhao Yang, continue."

Zhao Yang's eyes widened, continue? Your Majesty told me you want me to continue?

Li Er frowned. yelled.

"Deaf? I'll let you continue! ”

"Oh, oh, good."

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, now Ling Xian composed twelve poems, only to learn to shock the court, but also to solve the salt work, both of them are rewarded, hereby seal Ling Xian as..."

Zhao Yang read the first half of the book, but when he saw the end, his face was incredible, and he turned his head to look at Li Er.

"Your Majesty, this ......"

"Keep reading."

"It's... Well, Ling Xian is hereby named General Xuanwei from the fourth grade! And the founding county man! Fiefdom Youzhou! Chin this! ”

Ling Xian was stunned for a moment, what was the situation? General, is this son so inconspicuous in terms of superb martial arts?

Li Er on the side showed a smug smile like a child: Cut, let you not give me face every time, I will give you a general, let you go to the barracks to endure hardships, see if you dare to disrespect me in the future.

Ling Xian reluctantly accepted the holy decree and said lazily.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Li Er laughed out loud, and while laughing, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Ling Xian behind him spat fiercely on the ground.

"Phew, villain has a will."

Li Er staggered, turned his head and glared at Ling Xian fiercely, then turned around and left the Ling Mansion.

Cheng Yanjin, who was behind him, came up at this time, looked left and right at Ling Xian, and said with disdain on his face.

"Boy, with your small body, are you a good soldier? I think it's better for you to stay in your small courtyard and recite poetry every day. ”

Ling Xian was immediately unhappy when he heard this, how can I say that I am also a person with Xiang Yu's combat power, who do you look down on with disdain!

Thinking about it, he squirted unceremoniously at Cheng Yanjin.

"Hey, Uncle Cheng, don't make up your mind so early, if you can't beat me by then, won't it be a big joke in the world."

As a military general, Cheng Yanjin is not happy at the moment.

"Hey! What do you mean by saying boy? I want to think that when I Lao Cheng two three-board axes galloped the world, a sentence 'I opened this mountain, this tree was planted by me, I want to pass from here, leave to buy road money, half a word is broken, grandpa kills no matter how buried' scared how many people were frightened, and now you actually say that I can't even beat you, a hairy boy? What a joke! ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to teach Ling Xian a lesson.

A pair of casserole-sized fists met Ling Xian's eyes, only to see that Ling Xian did not avoid it at all, and opened his palm to grab Cheng Yanjin's fist.

For a moment, he couldn't move.

Cheng Yanjin's face turned red suddenly, and then he increased his strength, but he didn't expect Ling Xian's hand to still move.

After a long time, he put down his iron fist and said with a depressed face.

"It's not comparable, it's not comparable! You kid is really evil, even if you are handsome with a belly of ink, your fighting kung fu is so powerful. ”

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