Li Xiang exclaimed: "I see. When Mr. Pen &www.biquge.info amp; Fun & Pavilion said this, I really felt a little ignorant. He couldn't help but turn to Ding Daquan and asked, "Prime Minister, did that young man win the debate?" ”

Ding Daquan smiled and continued: "At that time, the young man argued with Buddhism, and quoted more from the "Great Convenience Buddha Repayment Sutra", and the old man was relieved, because this scripture was not circulated in Jinguo. Who knew that this Li Shiyuan was really good, and his knowledge surprised everyone present, this person actually knew the "Great Convenience Buddha Repayment Sutra", and only said a few words, which made the young man speechless. At that time, I really couldn't stand it, and I couldn't help but refute it. Li Shiyuan was a little surprised for a while, but he didn't expect that I, a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, was so proficient in science and Buddhism, and at first I was sure that I couldn't resist it, but later, I even debated loudly with me at the expense of my identity, and even had some meaning of scolding. I was even more surprised, a well-educated person like him should not have reacted so violently, but he seemed to have been ordered by the Emperor of Jin, and he refused to be defeated no matter what. ”

At this time, Ding Daquan pondered again, obviously remembering the situation back then.

Li Xiang said: "What about later? ”

Ding Daquan smiled: "As for what happened later, it doesn't matter. But the young man took me as his teacher from then on, first to study the Dharma, and then when I saw his wisdom and wisdom, I taught him how to govern the country. Li Xiang had already vaguely guessed something at this time, and hurriedly asked: "Prime Minister said so, this young man is Zhao Wenyuan?" Ding Daquan sighed and said, "The virtuous nephew guessed correctly. I haven't accepted a single student since the science conference nineteen years ago, so he's the last student in my life. At this time, Ding Daquan stood up, turned to face the West Lake, and was stunned again. Li Xiang peeked and saw Ding Daquan's face full of sadness, obviously this incident made him extremely sad.

On this day, Li Xiang didn't expect that Ding Daquan would tell him this, but after a few days, he knew why, Ding Daquan really guarded against him, after all, for Ding Daquan, anyone who did not belong to his camp was to be excluded. Therefore, Li Xiang inevitably received the holy decree a few days later and returned to Shaoxi's mansion.

Of course, Li Xiang doesn't know yet. However, leaving Lin'an is not a bad thing for him, because he can do whatever he wants to develop his strength.

The vast lake resembles a large, smooth mirror, shimmering with golden brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun. Although it is almost winter, the willow trees on the shore of the lake are green and full of life, and people can't help but forget the biting cold wind.

Standing by the lake, if you have to find a word to describe Li Xiang's mood at this time, it is unlucky, really unlucky.

Li Xiang looked at his reflection in the clear water, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, and an amiable smile. Narcissistically touched his chin, and the previous depression was swept away.

Suddenly, the talented beauties on the side of the road rushed to the lake like crazy, constantly looking at the lake, and the exclamation of the warbler Yanyan was very pleasant.

"Wow! Look, look, it's Lin Feiyang, the first genius in Lin'an. ”

"Wow, that's so handsome......"

"Wow, I love him so much......"

"Alas, whose lady is this so blessed......"

Li Xiang followed the eyes of the chicks and looked forward. I saw three painting boats floating down the lake, each with two floors, about six or seven meters high. The lanterns are hung high, and the eaves are towering, which can be called magnificent.

All three boats are flying flags, and the one on the left and one on the right each have a huge banner falling straight down from the top of the boat.

On the middle boat, a young boy stood on the bow of the boat, his face was like a crown of jade, his fan was lightly standing, his face was smiling, his long shirt was fluttering, and he had an indescribable chic taste.

Opposite the three painting boats is a larger and exquisite painting boat, which is larger than Lin Gongzi's three painting boats, with eaves and pavilions, and an indescribable style. It's a pity that the curtain is deep, and I can't see the appearance of the people inside, and on a huge lantern flying in the wind on the bow of the boat, there is a gilded character "Murong".

"It's Miss Murong, Miss Murong, the first beauty and talented woman in martial arts" A man standing next to Li Xiang shouted loudly, his face was full of excitement, obviously a fan of this young lady.

What kind of thing is the first genius in Lin'an, Li Xiang doesn't care at all. And this first beauty and first talented woman in martial arts made him a little disdainful. In these years, women who can play with two sentences of text say that they are beautiful. In his time, it was no surprise that there were more beautiful writers who wrote by their bodies than there were lice on the heads of cows.

"I heard that Lin Gongzi has been pursuing Miss Murong for two years, he is famous as a talented man in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he is also the son of an official eunuch, with his family background and his literary talent, alas, if I were Miss Murong, I would have died happily long ago." A woman.

"Cut, Miss Murong is known as the first talented woman and the first beauty in martial arts, her thesis collection is no worse than Lin Gongzi, the daughter of Murong Tianci, the first master in the rivers and lakes, in terms of family background, she is even higher than this Lin Gongzi. Therefore, Miss Murong may not necessarily look at Lin Gongzi. Another woman, who is obviously a die-hard fan of Miss Murong, analyzed.

Li Xiang shook his head when he heard this, with a disdainful expression, what is it? What about the first beauty, paralyzed, it's not the same as being ridden, fuck!

The merry Lin Gongzi in the lake had already parked his painting boat next to Miss Murong's boat, and was clenching his fists, obviously saying something to Miss Murong's painting boat.

After a long time, a pretty maid came out of Miss Murong's painting boat, stood on the bow of the boat and said a few words to Lin Gongzi, and Lin Gongzi's face was disappointed for a while, and then there was a burst of joy.

Li Xiang was too far away from them to hear what they were saying, but looking at the face of Lin Gongzi, it was very strange, did this chick surnamed Murong accept or reject him? How could this Murong Gongzi be disappointed and happy for a while.

Just when Li Xiang was still thinking about the problem, four old men in Xuanyi walked out of the painting boat, and the four of them looked extremely arrogant. glanced at Lin Gongzi, then stood at the bow of the boat and ignored him.

Dusk, sunset in the western mountains. The remnant sun is like blood, the sunset is like fire, and the lake is bathed in red. The breeze is blowing, and the microwave is rippling.

When Li Xiang came to the lake, night fell, and the boats on the lake and back and forth were flashing with strings of lights. These lights blend with the stars in the skylight, making it difficult to tell which is the star and which is the lamp.

He observed the situation, and the painting boat with the word "Murong" lantern was parked on the shore, and next to it were three painting boats that were slightly smaller than it.

Lin Gongzi saw that Miss Murong was neither invited nor came out to meet. He stood at the bow of the boat, but he still shook his feather fan gently, smiling, staring, and the so-called amorous appearance made Li Xiang unhappy for a while. (To be continued.) )