From beginning to end, Fang Xuanling did not speak to Fang Xuanling, did not blame or explain.

But before leaving, the encouragement and expectation for his son in his eyes made Fang Yiai remember it.

At this moment, Fang Yiai looked at the back of his father's departure, and two lines of tears ran down his cheeks.

Ye Xiaotian was quite touched.

Fang Yiai stared at Ye Xiaotian and burst into tears: "My dad didn't pump me today!" ”

Ye Xiaotian suddenly felt that he was hopeless, did he dare to make any more peace?

Your father's wish is for you to stand up and fight to the end, and you will repay it by hanging high and hanging up on your business?

Shaking his head with difficulty, Ye Xiaotian felt that he had a long way to go.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Xiaotian drafted a new contract.

After the nineteen-cent contract was stamped with the fingerprints visible on the lines of Fang Yiai, Ye Xiaotian felt that Fang Yiai could still be saved.

……

The bookstore in front swept away the previous desertion and continued to collect money in a prosperous manner.

While Ye Xiaotian was squatting in the yard and counting the money, the oven and meat skewers were placed in front of him again.

Fang Yiai, like Peeping Ji, squatted in front of Ye Xiaotian and feasted, sweeping away the previous downfall.

Looking at the attitude of the two of them eating with their mouths full of oil, Ye Xiaotian pouted in disgust.

The years are quiet......

Hou San's roar once again broke Ye Xiaotian's good wish for stability in the present world.

"Shopkeeper, it's not good!"

Ye Xiaotian frowned: "Someone doesn't give money?" There was murderous intent in his tone.

Hou San looked at the distorted handsome face of his shopkeeper, and hurriedly stopped far away: "That's not it." ”

Ye Xiaotian was relieved: "Hou San, you are a scholar, what kind of system do you become recklessly, a scholar should be like me, you must have a broad mind that Taishan is destined to collapse and your face does not change." ”

Hou San was immediately impressed by his shopkeeper: "The shopkeeper is broad-minded, which really makes Hou ashamed!" “

Waving his hand complacently, Hou San's sycophants were in place, and Ye Xiaotian generously stretched out a skewer of barbecue: "Oh, taste it!" ”

Hou San immediately squatted in a row with Fang Yiai's peeping base.

Ye Xiaotian asked slowly, "What are you talking about?" ”

Hou San, who was immersed in food, was very calm: "Oh, someone is smashing the field." The guests were chased away. ”

"Well, ah! Don't eat it, copy guy! Ye Xiaotian, who planned to live in peace in the second season, blew up the thorn.

If it weren't for Hou San's fast running, it is estimated that Ye Xiaotian would make human meat dumplings tonight, the kind with very broken fillings.

Peeki bore the brunt of the rush quickly, took out the kitchen knife at his waist and rushed out. Fang Yiai, who exploded in front of his father, has no fear of this kind of thing, and the reckless atmosphere is very strong. picked up a handful of sticks and followed out, not to be outdone.

Ye Xiaotian didn't have time to leave, but he saw that the two of them quickly rushed out.

Pick up the skewers and continue to flip.

Ye Xiaotian was very pleased, handed over the golden and delicate meat skewers in his hand and asked, "Solved?" “

The two nodded hurriedly and continued to bury their heads.

Ye Xiaotian got up, clapped his hands, and walked slowly outside behind his hands.

"Bang dang!" The door panel was broken very beautifully, and it fell on the next step that Ye Xiaotian was about to settle down.

"Which one is Ye Xiaotian!"

There was a loud shout behind the dust smashed by the door panel, and the dust that had just flown up was dispersed.

With such a big movement, Peeji and Fang Yiai continued to make no moves, and the two who continued to masturbate with meat skewers were indeed stable in the world.

Looking at the abnormal posture of the two of them, Ye Xiaotian looked at the people who came again, all of them were dressed in Xuanjia and holding steel knives, and their bodies exuded a strong rusty atmosphere.

Obviously, the comer is not good. What's even more obvious is that this bad one can't afford to provoke!

Ye Xiaotian bowed his waist and immediately flattered his face, and hurriedly said: "Our shopkeeper has just gone out, please wait a while, I'll go and invite!" ”

Several big men looked suspiciously at the young man in front of him, whose face really looked like a subordinate, and made a way.

Ye Xiaotian trembled and walked in this human-shaped aisle that was enough to cover the sky and the sun for himself, and was about to step out, Ye Xiaotian's inner singing voice became more and more pleasant.

Damn, it's a big deal. Ye Xiaotian knew that those old bastards were always talking about this matter for Mao, and there was no doubt that these big men in front of him should be what they called 'this matter'.

The last step, after Ye Xiaotian decided to go out, he bought a horse and immediately went on the road, all the way to the west, I heard that the Western Regions are now very prosperous.

Uyghur sisters, wait, your little heavenly oba is here!

However, all the good things are in Hou San's sentence: "Shopkeeper, where are you going?" After that, Ye Xiaotian was carried in the air for the second time today in a very humiliating way.

"Brother, don't make trouble, they are the ones who fly on horseback!" Fang Yiai got up and shouted at Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian gave a middle finger to Fang Yiai with difficulty: "I want to make trouble like this!" ”

Everything makes sense. Flying horse, Li Er's people came to find themselves. It's very simple, his own steel knife technique was obviously put on the table by Li Er to read.

"By His Majesty's decree. Take Ye Xiaotian to Dali Temple! "It's easy to understand, but it's concise.

Then, Ye Xiaotian left in a flutter, and shouted to Fang Yuai when he went out: "Don't let Yinghan come here, and don't want to be greedy for my money!" Otherwise, I'm not done with you! ”

Standing outside the prison of Dali Temple, Ye Xiaotian burst into tears, and the second entered the palace! Isn't your story a bit too much?

……

Next to a pond in the Taiji Palace, Li Shimin sat down with several ministers and discussed.

Cheng Biting Jin was in the ranks, took a sip of Sanle pulp, and said with a beard without an image: "It's a little bastard who doesn't hesitate, it's a bit interesting!" ”

Li Shimin smiled lightly after hearing this: "Can I still mess with you?" ”

Cheng bit Jin's old face and blushed: "Your Majesty, don't laugh, my old Cheng is far inferior to this kid at that age!" ”

Li Shimin turned to Fang Xuanling: "What does Qiao Song think?" ”

Fang Xuanling twitched his face for a while before he endured his nausea and said, "The temperament is indeed a very bastard, but this son may be reusable!" ”

Li Shimin also nodded: "I also want to see what kind of bastard this kid is." ”

……

In the past few days, Changle's mind has been very unstable, and there has been no news since his father asked him to go over for questioning on that day.

I heard from the people below that when my father was resting these days, he would take out a stainless steel dagger and observe in a daze.

Changle felt a little bitter in his heart, and there was a faint remorse in his heart, would he hurt him?

As Li Shimin's closest eldest daughter, Changle knew that his father was not just a tolerant saint emperor in the eyes of the world. On the contrary, his father was very cautious. Now that Ye Xiaotian has suddenly created this kind of steelmaking process that is enough to strengthen the army, the ghost knows what his father will think?

Just when Changle was worried, a palace maid below ran in and said to Changle: "Your Highness, I heard from the people of the Taiji Hall that at noon today, Your Majesty went to the West Market with a flying rider to catch a young man named Ye Xiaotian?" ”

Changle was shocked: "What crime?" ”

"I don't know about this, I only know that His Majesty ordered the person who flew to bring a pair of calligraphy to the past, and instructed the young man to practice calligraphy in Dali Temple!"

Hearing this, Changle's heart settled down.

When he realized that he was worried about a man, a trace of inexplicable shame and distress flashed in Changle's eyes.