People gather by like, and rich and poor are different.

Each of them gathered together for the social circle to argue, discuss the high and low, and compete for the short and long.

It is not surprising that it has existed since ancient times.

Tonight is a rendition between the powerful and the people, and the differences between them are particularly prominent and intense.

Everyone is competing and earning a lifetime of beauty?

Only to amaze life.

Everyone in the world looks forward to this kind of beautiful vision.

Even if you shed blood and sweat for this, you have to compete hard to stand at the front, make a name for yourself, and amaze the world?

But... Brother first found someone to settle the accounts, Wang Langjun was smart, walked to the door of the main hall and stopped and turned around, raised his eyebrows and locked on the face of the old Wei and the old god and said: "Zhang Qi is about to ask about the beheading, and he will ask him to ask him about the sweet drinking water of this son."

My son wants to ask you, what did you bother with him?

Can he let a generation of prime ministers be so lowly as to give him an inferior wicked person as a slave, run errands, and bite people?

Yo, look, Lao Wei, how old are you, why do you still learn to bare your teeth in children?

But your teeth are yellow, it's really ugly, but ugly is that you can bite out the truth, it's better to bring some blood..."

"Phew, you're the one who bites a dog?

You ridicule each other everywhere and ignore the etiquette of imperial power, which is simply shameless.

The emperor is indeed dissatisfied with you, and it is inevitable that he will ask and comment on you in the court, but every sentence is beautiful.

The emperor said that you are young and ignorant, and that you have committed mistakes and sins that will not lead to death, but you need to be strictly disciplined in order to reverse your bad nature and support you to follow the right path and serve the court.

This is all for your good, for your good, the emperor will not hesitate to exert grace against public opinion.

It fully demonstrates the emperor's expectations for you, and loves the people like a son.

But you want to misunderstand that the emperor is bent on killing you, so you will work against the emperor, and the emperor did not hint that some people are harming you, but you don't believe it and are endlessly entangled.

Don't you understand that those people make their own opinions, compete for favor in front of the emperor, seek profits, and get ahead, so as to design and frame you.

But you even scolded your true appearance, and your original appearance was injured, and asked you to make compensation.

You compensate Jade Rouge..."

"Bah, bah, is your face enough?

Sample, you speak better than you sing, who believes it?

No one believes in your circle of elites, who are making a fool of the public.

This can be seen from the fact that you are concerned about the internal strength of the plants and trees in my son's body, as well as the stunt and wisdom.

Why?

Because this son is a concubine, he is not in the stream, his status is low, he was born to work hard, and he is dedicated to serving you vampires.

Even if death from hard labor no one feels sorry.

On the contrary, it will become the object of your amusement and humiliation.

And your imagination is rich and colorful, and you have changed the Fa to enslave people, but it has not been realized, what should you do?

You've conspired to come up with new policies and get them on the agenda.

So, you take the token on the table to elevate the identity of my son, to your filthy circle, to argue, to squeeze.

That's why you're here, and you're talking so high-sounding.

You say that your hearts are pure, yes, to what extent is it pure and noble? ”

Come on, hurt each other, Wang Langjun raised his eyebrows and stared at Lao Wei's purple eggplant face, and said substituously, it may be better to tear the fig leaf...

Pure, noble, all rhetoric, sarcasm... Wei Zheng's breath stagnated, and when he saw Wang Langjun's appearance of smiling but not smiling, he shivered all over his body, and retorted anxiously: "You are like this, don't blame the emperor for saying that your handwriting is sloppy and your words are like his person, your personality is really unsightly, and you can't be on the stage."

Even if you are a little clever, you are also an inferior person, and you do not enter the stream.

And your mind is full of calculations about others, coupled with your despicable behavior, arguing with you is insulting.

Besides, you ignore the social affairs of the Tang Dynasty, blindly selfish and self-interested, and pursue life for profit..."

"What's wrong with my profit-seeking? My profit is much purer than your name-hunting.

Because all I earn is technology, hard-earned money, I don't steal or rob, and I don't count the fruits of other people's labor.

It is said that a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

And it's self-satisfying and leisurely, but there are also drawbacks.

For example, as a technician, you have a dedicated muscle memory in your hands, and you can grasp professional skills.

This may cause some damage to the arm, and the brush that is not used often may feel rusty and not good at writing.

Therefore, it is not good to write, but what has become of it in your eyes, and it has become a gimmick for you to be self-righteous and make comments.

You are too deeply poisoned in the circle, and the little arrogance that protects your self is indispensable.

You ignore the boundless sea of learning, live to learn the truth, complacent and arrogant, it is really shameless.

And you don't know what it means to specialize in the art industry?

Therefore, your words and deeds are not gentlemanly, does Lao Wei think so? ”

Can you pick thorns too much? Wang Langjun smiled and admired the ashamed Wei Zheng, raised his hand and shook his five fingers, making comparisons and talking about things.

The five fingers have their own strengths and weaknesses, each of which is good at its own ability, but no one can replace anyone? Each is just leading the way.

Similar to people, they are different in terms of physique, temperament, thinking patterns, etc.

And everyone's hobby is particularly prominent, which determines their own career direction.

There is nothing wrong with this, but it is inhumane to be belittled, excluded, and resisted.

This is purely a degeneration of the human mind, a depravity and self-agnosticism...

What kind of truth is this, how can the original appearance feel wordless to refute? Wei Zheng faced Wang Langjun's playful contempt, and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Although Ben didn't understand his strange words, he understood the gist of it.

This is embarrassing, disgraced, and the body is incomplete, but that's it.

Benxiang has lived a handful of years, and his age is not as high as his little hairy child's knowledge, and he still doesn't let people live?

Now, the prime minister seems to have become the sentence in this kid's mouth that the prime minister is holding a paper boat in his belly, is the straw bag prime minister?

Oh my God, let the original phase die? Not alive anymore.

No, I don't believe I can't win against this kid... Wei Zheng forcibly suppressed the shame in his heart, and when he saw Wang Langjun turn around to leave, he said loudly: "Stinky boy, you have a great mouth."

Once you're controlled, you can see what kind of nonsense you're talking about..."

"Rustle"

Something big happened, Qin Huaidao hurriedly ran to the door of the main hall of Nanyuan, and saw his brother-in-law walking out of the door and shouted, "Brother-in-law, it's not good..."

"Bear Paper, how do you speak?

My brother-in-law is good, I eat well, my words are all proverbs and gold medals, and I was playing with beautiful abuse just now, what's wrong? ”

"Bastard boy, you don't want that gold medal yet..."

The blow is not so ruthless, Wei Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and he was so dizzy that he was stimulated by Wang Langjun to death, and he was shabu-shabu, and shouted angrily.

Wang Langjun walked forward by himself, and saw the appearance of Xiong Zi Paper stumbling and almost falling to the ground from a distance, and said: "Xiong Zi Paper, what are you panicking about?"

Don't worry, you take out the sign on the table in the main hall and pawn it to buy candy to eat..."

"Puff"

Qin Huaidao fell to the ground, and the sound of falling came from behind him.

What's going on? Wang Langjun turned around and saw Lao Wei falling to the ground and slapping the dust to play, laughed happily, and turned to meet the bear child.

"Oh my God, where did this wild boy come from, he is going to pawn the gold medal given by the emperor, where will the emperor's face be placed..."

Wei Zhengbei exhaled, and Qin Huaidao's exclamation sounded at the same time: "Brother-in-law, Sister Yun injured her finger yesterday for her brother-in-law's piano, and there is ......"

"What? Why did you go earlier? Get out of the way..."

No wonder, no wonder my brother's memory is a little vacant, and he still sleeps so sweetly... Wang Langjun intuitively felt a pain in his heart, put aside the bear child paper, and took a step towards the East Garden.

As soon as I arrived at the East Park, I saw a familiar middle-aged man coming towards me, and rushed forward without care.

"Bastard boy, you dare to run when you see Lao Tzu, kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

This kid's wings have stiffened? Wang Tai's body was crooked in front of his son, and the big horse golden knife blocked his son's way, looked at each other angrily, and shouted at the top of his voice.

The sound is like a bell, and it is deafening and buzzing.

It's over the calf, why did the emperor fool the old man?

Is this to put a tightening spell on my brother? Wang Langjun slowed down his running, arrived in front of his father, put his arms around his father's neck and said, "Big brother, borrow a way..."

"What, you kid dare to commit it..."

This kid is stunned, right? Wang Tai was angry, shook off his son's arm around his neck, raised his casserole-like fist, aimed at his son's shoulder and shouted.

It's not good, how can my brother put a grumpy dad on the table? Wang Langjun made a mistake at his feet, flashed to the right side to avoid the fist and said, "Can our father and son be humorous?"

Doesn't calling Big Brother look like you're young? Shouting can't completely change the identity.

You also get angry and make people laugh.

You see, that old Wei laughed directly.

The bear on the right squatted on the ground counting ants, and couldn't bear to look at it..."

What, Qin Huaidao glanced sideways at his brother-in-law, and almost cried urgently, obviously he didn't send the message in time, causing the brother-in-law and father and son to turn against each other, and squatted down in shame What does it have to do with counting ants... Hey, there are really ants on the ground...

The ants all crawled to their mouths, Wei Zheng lay on the ground and twitched his mouth, peeking at Wang Langjun and Wang Tai confronting him, and shouted in his heart, quick, beat that disobedient son...

He ignored his humility and rebelled, and beat him up...

What the stinky boy said makes sense, it's really good to be younger, and it doesn't seem like you can change your identity, huh? Wang Tai was stunned for a moment, glanced at the audience, and suddenly turned around and glared at his son and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about?

You disobedient son, don't kneel down yet, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up today..."

"Are you really? What's the deal with beating someone up when you meet?

Don't move, if you move again, I'm going to fight a counterattack in self-defense..."

It's not fun this time, Wang Langjun saw that his father opened a menacing posture, as if he was fighting, and said with hair all over his body.

Fight back, turn the sky upside down, right? Wang Taizhen was furious, rolled up his sleeves, stepped closer to his son and shouted: "Bastard boy, you really haven't been beaten for three days, and you will learn to go to the house to uncover the tiles... Looking for a fight..."