Chapter 440: Ben Gongzi lent you a twig

But isn't it, I heard that the Marquis of Xiyang is the champion of martial arts in the previous dynasty, and the Lu Mansion is full of doors, this is both civil and military. ”

"I don't know if this champion is married, my girl is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which is good."

"It is said that the son-in-law is caught under the list, and there is more than one brother who likes the champion Lang, who is fast and slow, so you need to hurry up."

"That's right, let's not talk about it, the old man will find a matchmaker to understand the situation."

“……”

Xia Shengnuan listened to everyone's joyful and lively discussion of Zhuang Yuanlang, and came to be interested.

Xiyang City and the southern Xinjiang border, Xiyang Hou commanded the soldiers and horses of Xiyang City, if she wants to go back to southern Xinjiang and borrow troops from Xiliang, then she must have to borrow troops from the nearby Xiyang Hou.

From this point of view, this Lu Mansion and this champion need to make good friends.

Xia Shengnuan was nibbling on the baked cake while his head was flying.

"Oops, someone fainted over there again!"

"I have been studying hard for ten years, and I have not been on the list, I can imagine the feeling of loss, it is normal to faint, and the old man has seen someone laugh to death."

"What's so strange about dying of laughter, the old man has seen someone who was too excited and accidentally hit a big tree and died!"

"I was killed in high school, tsk, it's a sad story."

“……”

A group of people who eat melons come and go, all kinds of jokes.

Lu Zhiyuan took his little servant, Xiao Dong, shaking the folding fan, and walked under a tree gracefully.

Looking at his name above, he had a sense of calmness after nervousness.

The Lu family did not have much foundation in Kyoto, and he was worried that he would lose the election.

But my father said that the emperor is a young son of heaven, who is thirsty for talent and meritocracy, and as long as he has strength, he will definitely be able to go to high school.

He originally thought that it would be good to be able to enter the first class, but he didn't want to be the first first, the champion.

It can be seen that my father is right, when today's son, what he values is indeed talent.

Xiao Dong looked at his father's name, and was so excited that he almost danced a set of radio gymnastics.

Woo woo, the master is too powerful, this is a big event of Guangzong Yaozu and Guangmen Yaolin, he wants to set off firecrackers, wants to beat gongs and drums, and wants to tell the world.

However, the master is very low-key and doesn't let him do anything, he can only clap his hands when he feels happy, and it is extremely hard to hold back.

The master and servant are standing here in a low-key manner.

No, there were some sons in the crowd who had discussed knowledge with Lu Zhiyuan, and they recognized them at once.

Uncontrollable excitement, he raised his hand excitedly and shouted, "Zhiyuan, congratulations, congratulations, I have become the champion." ”

This sound provoked a group of people to look at it together.

And then......

I saw a handsome and slender son, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, standing under the flower tree.

Warm as jade, he smiled, and he was like a Zhilan jade tree.

Those old men who want to catch their sons-in-law on the list, when they see such characters, how can they not be moved, and they surged towards Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan: "......"

Xiao Dong: "......"

There is no need to set off firecrackers, and everyone will know it when you shout!

Of course, Lu Zhiyuan also knows the custom of catching sons-in-law under the list in the capital, so he appeared in such a low-key manner, and he couldn't escape if he didn't want to.

Looking at the big men who came from all directions, my brain hurt for a while.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out, suddenly a clear voice came from above his head, "Lu Gongzi, come up, this son will lend you a branch." ”

Xia Shengnuan patted the branches beside him.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at her handsome face and remembered that it was the little boy who sold candy on the street.

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