Wang Fubao rested at Ling Jing's house for several days, and his body slowly began to recover. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info On this day, Wang Fubao brandished his big knife in Ling Jing's courtyard. Looking at Wang Fubao's tiger appearance, Ling Jing sighed in his heart - what a tiger general! It is rare for Li Jiancheng to value this person so much, if he can recommend this person to His Royal Highness the Prince, don't say that his future is promising, it is himself, if he joins His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the future, it is good to have his own people echoing together. At the beginning, Ling Jing was deeply impressed by Cao Dan's lesson! Wang Fubao danced for a while. I saw Ling Jing coming.

"Yo! It's Brother Ling! There you are. ”

"Judging from Brother Fu Bao's knife technique just now, it seems that Brother Fu Bao's injury is recovering well!"

"Yes! This is all thanks to the care of Brother Ling Jing, hum! After my Wang Fubao's body recovers, I must slash Li Jiancheng with my hand, first avenge Li Tang for killing my monarch, and kill myself in front of him, in order to repay Li Jiancheng's great kindness to my seven captures and seven verticals! Ling Jing thought to himself - still so stubborn! Ling Jing said to Wang Fubao quietly:

"Brother Fubao, your body has just recovered, you can't exercise excessively, why don't we go out for a walk first." Wang Fubao nodded. followed Ling Jing out of Ling Jing's residence.

It's the spring equinox, and the fields around Taiyuan are full of farmers busy planting seeds. Ling Jing said to Wang Fubao:

"Brother Fubao, you see, these farmers are finally able to cultivate this field well."

"Yes! Lord Ling, are you a common man? Isn't all you want is to eat in one bite? ”

"Brother Fubao, do you remember? When King Dou raised his army, he shouted for the people to have food to eat and clothes to wear. And in the Qilu area, it was proposed to protect the territory and the people, ......" Wang Fubao interrupted Ling Jing's words:

"Brother Ling Jing, you are right, at the beginning, King Dou proposed that the people of Qilu can have food to eat and clothes to wear to protect the territory and the people. If it weren't for Cao Dan's bastard, eating inside and out, otherwise, King Dou would not have been in a different place, and his wife would not have hanged himself. Every time I think of it, my king Fubao can't wait to eat its flesh and sleep on its skin. Peel it off and cramp it, and eat the marrow of the bones. Wang Fubao said as he clenched his fists and made a loud noise. Ling Jing was bored with himself. At this time, I heard someone shouting in the distance:

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come down. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is down! After Wang Fubao and Ling Jing heard this, Ling Jing took Wang Fubao's hand:

"Brother Fu Bao, why don't we go back first!" Wang Fubao waved his hand and said:

"Brother Ling Jing don't have to be afraid, I'm just going to see what Li Jiancheng is doing?" Wang Fubao said, broke away from Ling Jing's hand, and walked in the direction of Li Jiancheng. And he didn't notice the mysterious gaze in Ling Jing's eyes behind him. Wang Fubao and Ling Jing came to Li Jiancheng's farmland together, only to see that Li Jiancheng had changed into a farmer's clothes and had some mud sticking to his body.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, how can you do such a dirty and tiring job with your noble status?"

"Ugh! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also a human being, and he also has to eat. It turned out that Li Jiancheng was holding a big dung spoon in one hand and a dung bucket in the other, and he was sprinkling dung into the ground! Moreover, seeing Li Jiancheng's posture, this kind of rough work and dirty work, Li Jiancheng often does this kind of work, not for show. Ling Jing secretly sighed:

"Hey! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really loves the people like a son! You must know that he was King Dou at the beginning, and after becoming the king, he didn't even want to see his fellow villagers in the countryside, even the pro-farmers every year, and he also pretended to drive the oxen and plough the land there, which is like His Royal Highness the Prince, who took dung here to water the ground! Wang Fubao looked at Li Jiancheng and then at Ling Jing. Walked away without a sound. Ling Jing followed Wang Fubao, and after Wang Fubao returned to Ling Jing's house, he took out his big knife. Ling Jing stopped Wang Fubao:

"Brother Fubao, are you going to assassinate Li Jiancheng again?" Wang Fubao put his big knife on his shoulder and said to Ling Jing:

"Brother Ling Jing, don't worry, I will never go to assassinate Li Jiancheng again, my Wang Fubao swears from now on, from today onwards, I will guard the soul of Prince Dou and keep filial piety for three years, so as to complete the filial piety of me and Lord Dou!" Looking at Wang Fubao's distant figure, Ling Jing secretly sighed, then turned to the extra few people behind him and said:

"Please go and report to His Royal Highness the Prince, Wang Fubao has returned to his heart, that is, he has not let go of his loyalty to Prince Dou for the time being, and this is to guard the soul of Prince Dou, please rest assured His Royal Highness the Prince, in addition, please tell His Royal Highness the Prince, I Ling Jing did not complete His Royal Highness the Prince's entrustment, recover Wang Fubao, and feel that I have no face to see His Royal Highness the Prince, so please ask a few people to ask His Royal Highness the Prince for sin!" Li Jiancheng heard the report of the people sent by the Qilin secret guard to monitor Ling Jing and Wang Fubao, smiled, and the next day, Ling Jing opened the gate of his courtyard, and saw a group of people standing at the door, the leader turned around and smiled at Ling Jing:

"Brother Ling Jingxian, it's been a long time."

"You are, you are too ......" that person loves you Ling Jing held his hands:

"Brother Ling Jingxian, it's been a long time. Look how polite you are, you even went out to greet you, come! Come! Come! Let's go inside and talk! After entering Ling Jing's room, Ling Jing knelt down to the man and said:

"Xiaomin didn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had arrived, so he was disappointed!" The person who came was Li Tang's crown prince Li Jiancheng. Li Jiancheng helped Ling Jing up:

"Oh, Mr. Ling Jing, what do you mean by that, why don't you hurry up!?" Ling Jing trembled and got up. and poured a cup of tea for Li Jiancheng in fear.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the small house is shabby, please forgive His Royal Highness the Prince!" Li Jiancheng looked at Ling Jing's residence, and saw that although this room was simple, it was still clean and tidy, Li Jiancheng suddenly thought of Liu Yuxi's humble room in the later generations, and immediately said to Ling Jing:

"Ugh! Mr. Ling Jing, why bother? The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion. Confucius: What's ugly? Therefore, this humble room is also the residence of a gentleman! When Li Jiancheng was complacent about his humble room, he saw Ling Jing looking at Li Jiancheng with a distracted face:

"Hmmm! Mr. Ling Jing, what's wrong with you? ”

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I don't know what this song is called?"

"Hmmm! "The Burrow". Ling Jing immediately came to a table, spread out a piece of paper, and wrote down the "Burrow Inscription" by Li Jiancheng.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, you are not only excellent in martial arts, but also brilliant in writing, and your lower officials believe that this "Burrow Inscription" will definitely be praised to the world."

"Hey! What is this? At the beginning, after Lord Fang Xuanling's father, Lord Fang Yanqian, died of illness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also sang a song "Lime Pur"! When Li Jiancheng sang "Lime", Fang Xuanling framed the song "Lime" in the middle hall of the machine, as an encouragement and family motto for himself and future generations, this matter is only known to the family of Chang'an, and has not yet reached the ears of ordinary people. However, as Li Jiancheng's personal soldier, he naturally knew about it.

"Can you tell me about it?" When Ling Jing heard "Lime", he immediately knelt in front of Li Jiancheng:

"Please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to promise the next thing, and after his death in the future, I hope His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can write a poem for the next day, so that when I see the ancestors and ancestors in the underworld in the next day, I will have a little face." Li Jiancheng secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead - oops! These are all psalms that will be praised by all generations to come, how can I write any poems! It's all copied. Li Jiancheng helped Ling Jing up:

"Lord Ling, why did you kneel down again, if it weren't for you at the beginning, I'm afraid I, Li Jiancheng, would have become a pile of yellow sand and white bones a long time ago."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, what does this mean? I don't know at all about the next one! Li Jiancheng took out several notes.

"Lord Ling Jing, these should have been written by you, right!? Every time, before Wang Fubao wants to assassinate the palace, the palace will receive such a note, reminding the palace to take precautions as soon as possible, when the palace comes, see the words you wrote on the table, the palace believes that these notes must be from your hand, the palace is not wrong! Lord Ling, this palace has always been rewarded for meritorious service, and this time this time the palace came in the hope that Lord Ling could go out of the mountain and help the palace. ”

"I am willing to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." After Li Jiancheng listened to Ling Jing's words, he burst out laughing. Ling Jing officially served as Li Jiancheng's staff and subordinates, and joined the East Palace forces to which Li Jiancheng belonged.

"Lord Ling Jing, why do you want to publish a collection of poems of Li Jiancheng, and why do you want to include "Burrow Ming" and "Lime Purple" in it." Ling Jing smiled:

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, do you know why the Kwantung clan, especially the clan in the Qilu area, looks down on the Longxi clan so much?" Li Jiancheng thought for a moment:

"Sir, from the perspective of this palace, this is because the rise of the Kanto clan is more long-term and the heritage is more profound." Ling Jing nodded.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is right, the Kwantung clan, especially the family in the Qilu area, has always regarded themselves very highly, and they consider themselves to be heirlooms of poetry, plus Qilu is the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, and all dynasties have always respected Confucius and Mencius, which has fueled their arrogance. He has always looked down on those military meritorious clans who were born in military merit, especially the Longxi clan, and most of their ancestors are descendants of the northwest tribe......" Ling Jing suddenly realized that he had said too much. Because Li Jiancheng was born in the Li family in Longxi. Li Jiancheng motioned for Ling Jing to continue.

"Although, the Five Hu Chaohua and the Central Plains Rites and Religion were very devastated, but the Qilu family participated in the reform of the Northern Wei Dynasty through the Boling Cui clan, re-established the banner of Confucius and Mencius, and established the Northern Qi Dynasty. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince becomes the leader of the literary world of the Longxi family, will the family in the Qilu area of Shandong still have capital arrogance? ”