PS: Make up for the update a few days ago

The children of the family all looked at Li Xinchen in surprise, they had never seen this guy before, it was such a poem, it was definitely not a mortal, but since he was not a mortal, why didn't he show it before?

Xu Ling said in a deep voice: "Although this Jiangnan is big, but the famous teacher and the old man of Confucianism can be regarded as the seventy-seven-eighty-eight who know, the level of your poem is even above many famous teachers, and there are only a few people who know such a level, so I don't know who you are learning from, why has the old man never heard of anyone like you before?" ”

And Shen Jungao also frowned, looking at Li Xinchen, obviously having the same confusion as Xu Ling in his heart.

As soon as Xu Ling said this, he was saying that at the critical point, the people around him looked at Li Xinchen with suspicious eyes. Yes, such a high level of poetry, why haven't I heard of it before?

Xiao Shilian hurriedly wanted to explain, but was stopped by Pei Zilie's outstretched hand, Xiao Shilian suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Dashi, what do you mean?" Do you also doubt Shizhong? ”

Pei Zilie looked at Xiao Shilian, who had red eyes, and was angry and funny: "Is that the kind of person?" It's useless for you to explain, this kind of thing, Brother Shizhong said it himself. ”

Taking a deep breath, Li Xinchen knew that he couldn't hide it from others, but he couldn't hide it from Xu Ling, an old fox, and it was really true. However, he had already typed the draft before, otherwise he would not dare to stand up easily, and solemnly arched his hand at the moment, and said loudly: "Hui Ming Gong, the younger generation's surname is Li, the name is Xun Chen, the cursive word Shizhong, the ancestor is the former Wei Che Riding General, the former Liang Metropolitan Governor Chen Ziyun General Chen Ziyun is a pawn, surnamed Li." What the younger generation learned was taught by his father. ”

Xu Ling and Shen Jungao subconsciously glanced at each other, such a title was somewhat unfamiliar even if they were people who had come over, after all, Liang and Wei were both country names that had passed away for decades. But being strange doesn't mean not knowing, Xu Ling's pupils contracted slightly, and he muttered, "Your father ······ Siheung Gun King 'Li Cheng? ”

"Exactly!" Li Xinchen shook his head, and the two words rang loudly, "There are relics of the ancestors to prove it, if you don't believe it, the two Ming Dukes can ask General Zuowei." ”

"No wonder General Zuo Wei will take good care of you, it turns out that you are an old man," Xu Ling smiled bitterly, and for the first time respectfully bowed his hand to Li Xinchen, "The Gun King Gao Yi, he didn't salute after meeting the Gun King, but the old man was disrespectful." ”

And Shen Jungao also followed with a bow of his hand as a return gift.

Li Xinchen exhaled lightly, and sure enough, carrying out the two legendary figures Chen Qingzhi and his own father could still calm the field. At this time, Li Xinchen gradually realized how rich the legacy of his father was before leaving.

Xu Ling's solemn gift is hard to buy.

Of course, Li Xinchen is also more and more curious about what kind of person his father is.

Chen Qingzhi's pawn, the king of the guns of Shixing, and the righteous man, this old man who used to be dressed in coarse cloth robes and looked no different from ordinary people, what kind of fascinating past does these old people never forget to this day?

Li Xinchen is very clear that there are many people in history who are from ordinary backgrounds, have excellent martial arts and have admirable shining points, and in the distance, there are righteous people Zhu Hai in the Warring States, and there are thousands of bearded people in the Tang Dynasty.

It's a pity that history is the history of high-ranking officials and nobles, the history of the victors, and Li Cheng, who was born as a commoner and finally had no news in that flash flood, was finally submerged by the rolling tide of history.

"The virtuous nephew said that the 'first father'······" Xu Ling remembered something and said lightly, "I didn't expect it······ Thinking that Liu Qian framed Yu and said that he was corrupt in office, everyone believed in it, and the court seized the official on the spot, but Ling Zun was indignant, drew his sword, and traced the person sent by Liu Qian to blame the person within ten days, so as to avoid an unwarranted disaster.

It's a pity that Ling Zun followed General Chen to the north, and there was no news, when he rescued him in the sea of eunuchs, the weight of kindness, when Xu Ling could not repay it, today I learned that the deceased has passed away, and this kindness can not be repaid face to face······"

(Author's note: The history of Xu Ling's framing is factual, see "Chen Shu, Volume 26, Biography 20" for details)

The corners of Li Xinchen's mouth twitched slightly, his father was really an out-and-out righteous man back then.

And Shen Jungao nodded, although Xu Ling's innocence was proven, but after all, it was a "stain" on Xu Ling's early years, and the imperial court had made a decree and had not taken it back, making Xu Ling's talented age empty for a few years, it was a memory that Xu Ling was unwilling to mention in his life, and he could say it plainly today, firstly, perhaps because it had been too long and the parties had passed away, Xu Ling had forgotten the pain at that time, and secondly, he suddenly heard that the old man had a lot of emotion.

"It's a pity that after the father followed General Chen to retreat from Luoyang, he encountered a flash flood and was separated from the general, and since then he has gathered the old department to live in seclusion in the mountains, and he has been hiding from the war and living in peace, who would have thought that the sky would fall into a catastrophe, and the barbarian soldiers would be killed, and the lives of the people would be blackmailed to the governor of the capital to retreat, and the father led the village Ding Zhuang to fight and be defeated, and finally the village elders took the lives of women and children at the cost of the old and weak, and cooperated with the personal guards of Brother Boqing, so as to cover our escape." Li Xinchen sighed.

"My father is also a hero, and if I can have a son like this, I will definitely be happy under Jiuquan." Xu Ling sighed with emotion, "The sins of the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty will be retributed one day. ”

Li Xinchen solemnly bowed his head, three hundred years of chaos between the north and the south, to say that there are too many people who have suffered unjustified disasters, many have died in the hands of the Northern Dynasty, and how can there be a few who have died in the hands of the Southern Dynasty? The revenge of injustice has not ended, Li Xinchen doesn't want to settle this hatred that can't be counted, he can not care about the rest, he just wants to avenge the blood feud of the tragic death of 200 lives.

Some people may say that in this troubled world, if a few people don't die, if they live to take revenge, they can't help but look at it. In this regard, Li Xinchen just wants to say that he doesn't care what others think, but these 200 lives are his relatives and close friends, and even if this revenge reaches the ends of the earth, he will revenge it.

Fuck what "when is the retribution"!

Xu Ling narrowed his eyes: "Ling Zun's chivalrous spirit is famous, and later followed General Chen's Northern Expedition, and General Chen treated him as a confidant." General Chen was one of the best Confucian generals 50 years ago, although he came out of a poor family, he was diligent and studious, and studied under the 'Eight Friends of Jingling'. Today's virtuous nephew can write such a splendid article, I am afraid that it can be regarded as 'blue out of blue and better than blue'. ”

Li Xinchen exhaled softly, no matter what the purpose was, Xu Ling still chose to help himself explain. As for whether Xu Ling himself believed such a reason, Li Xinchen didn't know, and he didn't bother to know.

After all, even if this old fox doesn't believe it, he won't really break it directly.

This gamble on his own can be regarded as a win.