"Today, my daughter hid behind the screen, eavesdropped on your conversation in the lobby, and listened to Ambassador Li's meaning, and my daughter felt that he probably wouldn't blame her father. Because he also knows that his father became the governor of the state because of him, and the temple pays attention to the relationship between the door stickers, and his father worshiped Ambassador Li's disciples, and followed him all his life, how can there be a reason to change the door? If this is the case, it is bound to be looked down upon by all the scholars and eunuchs in the court, where can he still be an official in the future? Wouldn't it destroy its future? Zong Shengxian pondered and said, "Everyone understands this truth, my father has been an official for so long, and he is well versed in it, Ambassador Li knows it, according to common sense, he will not blame his father." ”

"The truth is this truth, but now people's hearts are not ancient, and my father is frank and unrestrained, and he does not have the heart of a villain, but in the past few decades, Han Yu has fallen, Shi Miyuan is rampant, and the original Han Party has fallen in the past, is there still less of it?" Grandmaster Dao sighed for a long time, and shook his head again and again: "The past can be learned, I am afraid that Ambassador Li will be jealous, I would rather believe it than believe it, and beat me into the treacherous traitors, and it will be over if I have the intention of harming me!" ”

He pinched the teacup, the green tendons on his wrists burst out, obviously extremely angry and worried: "When the time comes, Ambassador Li is dissatisfied with me, Gui Ruyuan has long wanted to harm me from power, and if I don't rely on both sides, my father's fate is very dangerous!" ”

Zong Shengxian's pretty face was also full of worry under the lights, and he was silent for a while, and he had no choice but to say: "Ambassador Li ran to Gongzhou Mansion overnight, presumably because he was vigilant against his father, so it seems that my father may rush to Gongzhou as soon as possible, bring a generous gift, explain the reason, and express his loyalty to Ambassador Li, so as to resolve the crisis." ”

Grandmaster Dao sighed, slammed the teacup, almost smashed the fine porcelain teacup into pieces, and said in his mouth: "It can only be like this, alas, my father has been an official all his life, and how many risks he has experienced, but today it seems that he is not as good as a hairy boy who understands Ambassador Li's heart, and he is really a little ashamed." ”

When Zong Shengxian heard this, he was very surprised and asked, "Hairy boy? ”

When the grandmaster said this, his mood relaxed a little, and he smiled: "Daughter, you go fast, you didn't hear the scene of Li Jie seeing that kid later, let me tell you, hehe, I didn't expect Li Jie to be smart for a lifetime, but he was calculated by a kid once, unexpectedly, haha!" ”

So he told the eldest grandson Hong before and after entering the lobby and talking to Li Jie, and at the end, he said it with a smile: "Take the ship of the transshipment envoy to transport goods, this kid really wants to think of it, what is the difference between such a flexibility and Li Jie giving him a reason?" Rui Fuxiang can be counted as a hair this time, from then on the goods out of Sichuan, tax cards along the way, who would dare to levy his family's tax? Even if he carried tea and salt in the goods, no one would dare to investigate it. ”

Zong Shengxian's eyes lit up, he took out a piece of paper from his body, raised it in his hand and said, "Dad, the eldest grandson you are talking about, but the person who made this "Tianjing Sand" at the literary meeting? ”

Grandmaster Dao glanced over and nodded: "It's this person, this poem is also very good, it should have been named the first name of the essay meeting, if it weren't for the assassin to stir up the situation, his name would have been copied on the list of essays at the city gate." ”

"Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water." He recited a few words and praised: "It's really good, this son is only twelve years old, a few years younger than you, at a young age, talented, courageous, and anti-emergency intelligence, when he grows up, I don't know how far he can go." ”

Zong Shengxian said: "I remember that at my father's banquet that day, the poem "Drunk and Down" written by Zhou Fuzi was also composed by him. ”

"yes, that's why I said he's talented." Grandmaster Dao picked up the bowl of bird's nest and took a sip: "It's really strange, speaking of him, I went to my troubles and drank something." ”

"Daddy is passionate about love, that's why it's like this." Zong Shengxian smiled, pursing his lips with a pretty and beautiful face.

She walked over, helped Grandmaster Dao knead his shoulders, knocked his back, and asked: "Since this person is so good, why don't Dad help him, solve the exam next year, give him a future, and take over the good fate, he will have a future in the future, and it will be a help to Dad." ”。

Grandmaster Dao drank bird's nest and said with a smile: "I see that between your words, you like him more than me, what's the matter?" Got a crush on him? I can tell you, I asked this person, he is a poor man, his family is a farmer, he himself is still working as a scholar for others, sending people under the fence, and it is not right with our door, don't be moved. Dad has always been used to you, but this matter is not negotiable. ”

"Ahh How can there be!? Zong Shengxian was anxious, his hand was a little heavier, and he shouted: "Dad, don't talk nonsense, my daughter is older than him, where will I move my heart!" ”

Grandmaster Dao was pinched by her, and hurriedly dodged: "Since you don't have this heart, it's okay, why are you working so hard?" Aren't you afraid of crushing your father's shoulder blades? ”

Zong Shengxian hurriedly apologized, and did not forget to distinguish that it was impossible for him to fall in love with the eldest grandson Hong's hairy boy, but he secretly said in his heart: I didn't move this thought, Chen Xiaoniang probably moved.

……

Not far from the big house, in another courtyard, the lights are also on, two figures are sitting opposite each other in a house, the small courtyard is green bamboo, blue bricks and tiles, which is the residence of the Chen family sisters and brothers.

"Sister, you also saw that eldest grandson Hong, the kid who fought with me, how fierce he is, right? Haha, I didn't lose unjustly. Chen Yu twisted around in the chair excitedly, and kept gesturing with his hands and feet: "The inkstone, the inkstone he used, just hit it head-on, haha, even if the leg made of iron has to be broken, he waved it like that, heh, just like that, the assassin fell!" ”

He simply stood up and slammed his arms into the air, slamming into the invisible figure in the air as if Changsun Hong was wielding an inkstone to hit an assassin in the venue.

"So majestic, so powerful! So many people are watching, why isn't it me below? I must be doing better than Changsun Hong, don't you say? Sister! ”

He turned his head and asked Chen Ying.

Chen Ying sat upright, looking at a piece of paper spread on the table, looking intently, and asking her younger brother like a wind in her ears.

When the assassin appeared at the meeting hall and jumped down from the stage brandishing a knife, she and her maid Cuiyun were turning out from behind and walking towards the place where Zong Shengxian and Chen Yu were sitting.

Because there were so many people, they crowded around in the crowd, and they didn't get to the place for a long time, and at this moment, with the sound of exclamations, she saw a stunned scene.

The assassin appeared, jumped across the venue, and rushed to the official seat opposite, but the incident happened so suddenly that the whole audience did not react.

So Changsun Hong stood up, picked up the inkstone and beat people, and presented it in front of everyone like a movie, with a crumpled cloth shirt and dirty clothes, he just stood up and hit it like a spark.

At that moment, Chen Ying seemed to see the chivalrous man written in the book, or the heroic man passed down from mouth to mouth, in short, it made her heart feel shocked like never before.

The people who are raised in the boudoir are all well-mannered scholars, when have you ever seen a book and a martial artist? It's still such a violent use of force.

Until she returned to the backyard of the state government, Chen Ying's heart was beating, half because of fright, and half because she didn't know what the reason was.

That's the one who ascended to the disciple! That wicked man who laughed shamefully and lewdly on the grassy slope by the river! When we met again, it was so surprising.

She sat on a chair, looked at the manuscript of "Tianjingsha" on the table, and sat blankly, as if she was in a daze.

Why would such a lewd person write such a good word? Still so brave that you can stand up to the vicious villains alone?

Why?

(End of chapter)