Moving like a cunning fox, quiet like a branch.

At this time, Ling Jun's mind suddenly lost all words, and only this sentence remained.

He always thought that he was the one who knew Liu Qingxin best, and he had seen all the beauty of her.

However, at this time, he suddenly understood how naïve his previous conceit was.

She has never been a woman who can be seen through at a glance.

If there is anything to compare her, then only good wine is the most suitable.

Stunning at first sight.

Fall in love again.

And every time you taste it, you will find new surprises.

"Lady, you're so good-looking."

When praising Liu Qingxin, Ling Jun never cared, whether what he said was elegant or not, and whether it was beautiful enough.

Elegant and beautiful, he has always used it to prevaricate others, how can he use it on his own lady?

"If you can't finish three sentences, you will start to be poor!"

glanced at Ling Jun whitely, Liu Qingxin said disgust, but the shyness on his face was not mixed with the slightest fake.

Women are the ones who please themselves.

Thinking about the women in this world, who doesn't want to listen to the person you like, praise yourself from the bottom of your heart!

"You can't play this chess!"

Seeing Ling Jun staring at his face, looking obsessed, Liu Qingxin couldn't help but feel even more ashamed, coughed lightly, stretched out his right index finger, and gently knocked it three times on the chessboard.

"Down!"

"Of course!"

Seeing that Liu Qingxin's face was blushing, Ling Jun was in a better mood, stretched out his hand, took four white seeds, and put them next to the sunspots representing the military department, the household department and the official department.

"These four people are last year's top three Wenju and Wuju Tanhua, because of their poor backgrounds and their refusal to rely on the powerful in the DPRK, they have been excluded, and so far, they have not been appointed."

"A few years ago, I asked someone to take an article from the three of them and felt that they all had the talent of Anbang, so I hid my identity and went to visit."

"I never thought that God would help us, but we happened to meet two people, who were kicked out by the innkeeper because they couldn't pay the rent."

Speaking of the two people who were kicked out of the inn, Ling Jun seemed to suddenly think of something, something interesting, and the corners of his lips involuntarily rose an arc.

"I helped them clear the house money, arranged a new place for them to live, and invited them to eat something."

"And guess what?"

Seeing that Liu Qingxin had been listening to herself quietly, and didn't say a word, Ling Jun pretended to lean over mysteriously and leaned in front of her.

"They had a good conversation with you, and then they became good friends?"

Liu Qingxin raised his eyelids and glanced at Ling Jun.

Her understanding of Ling Jun was limited to the observation of their time together, but this alone was enough for her to infer that he was a person who was good at persuading others and even better at gaining the trust of others.

For example, Shen Hongxue.

"Needless to say!"

"Can you imagine, lady, those two are brothers, that Wuju Tanhua is their cousin, and the other person who is shortlisted for the top three in Wenju is their cousin's best friend!"

"The four of them, the same teacher!"

"So, like picking cabbage, you picked up the four of them as your own?"

It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow.

Ling Jun reached out to these four people when they were unwilling, and with the heart of an ordinary man in this era, he will definitely repay them as a national soldier after "receiving the gift of a countryman".

Of course, after learning that these four people have become Ling Jun's people, some famous families will definitely stretch out Qiong Zhi to them again in order to make friends with Ling Jun.

"Didn't you ask by the way, where did the four of them learn?"

As the saying goes, a famous teacher makes a high apprentice.

A teacher who can teach four outstanding students at the same time will not be an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingxin unconsciously raised his eyebrows, and became a little interested in the teachers of these four people.

"It's ridiculous."

"Of the four of them, none of them can say who they are teachers and inherits."

Ling Jun said as he poked the four white seeds with his right index finger, "They have never seen the true face of their master, and every time they meet, that person is either separated by a bamboo curtain from several people, or covered with a black cloth towel. ”

"The only thing they know is that the man is not in good health, and he coughs from time to time, and several times it is serious, and he even directly turns his back on his breath."

"Beside that man, there is a purple-clothed boy, about seven or eight years old, who is responsible for taking care of their master's daily life."

Ling Jun is eager to seek talents, so he naturally inquires about these "sages" very carefully.

He told Liu Qingxin everything he knew, hoping that she could give him some advice to solicit this "sage".

"You have lived in Yanjing for a few years, have you ever heard that there are gentlemen from civilian backgrounds who do not accept the solicitation of powerful people?"

"High school is not easy, how difficult the career is, and the cold window has ended for many years, if you are replaced, will you regard your future, like this, as child's play?"

Liu Qingxin was silent for a moment.

Shaoqing, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the four white seeds.

"In my guess, these four people are either instructed and advised not to be solicited by powerful people in order to seek high branches of sycamores, or they are just bait that someone deliberately released to attract your attention."

Speaking of this, Liu Qingxin paused slightly, stretched out his hand, picked up a white seed, and gently, on the edge of one of the four white seeds, took a step "Xiaofei".

"Those four people, did they tell you?"

"They came to Yanjing to gain fame and fame, just to live up to their teacher's teachings, and the main purpose was to find people with excellent medical skills and treat their master?"

Liu's words made Ling Jun stunned instantly.

As Liu Qingxin said, those four people said the same thing to him, and moreover, word for word!

"In this way, it is actually my eagerness to succeed, and it is the bitter ploy of others?"

Ling Jun is not disgusted with others using tricks against him, but the trick he has won now far exceeds his understanding of the scheme, which makes him instinctively jealous of the person who uses tricks.

"But, lady, when we took the big exam last year, we didn't meet each other."

"Is the gentleman who came up with this plan a person who, like the Qingxian Taoist, can know the future?"

When he was young, he was victimized by Fang Shi's slander and almost died in swaddling clothes.

Later, he grew up in the military camp and saw a lot of life and death, so he became more resistant to this so-called metaphysics.

If human life is really destined by the will of heaven, then why, good people, how rare is good retribution, but those who are extremely evil and ferocious often escape?

He was not convinced.

In other words, from the bottom of his heart, he is resistant to such things as "providence".

It wasn't until later that he met Qingxian Daochang by chance.

"Perhaps, what that person wants to see may not be you."

"Or, that person doesn't have anyone at all, who really meets him."

Liu smiled lightly.

There are many such stories in history.

But now, when she talks about this, Ling Jun is still ignorant.

It seems that his ability to "learn from history" needs to be improved.

"I don't understand what you mean, lady."

If you don't understand, just ask.

In this regard, Ling Jun is far more modest and likable than his brothers.

"Have you heard of Jiang Shang?"

Liu Qingxin pursed her lower lip flap and was kind to Ling Jun.

"Naturally, I did."

"Jiang Taigong, the powerful person who knows the king of martial arts in the decline and helps him destroy the Shang and Xingzhou Dynasty."

Ling Jun is a studious person, and in the years when he followed his imperial grandmother, the Empress Dowager Xiaoke, under the guidance of her old man, he made up a lot of historical classics and military arts.

If it weren't for those years of hard work, presumably, there would be no narrow victory for him today.

"Have you heard of it, Gongsun Martin?"

Liu Qingxin was not in a hurry to give Ling Jun a reply.

She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and asked Ling Jun about a historical hero.

"Yes."

"Shang Ying, pushing the old and giving the new, to change the law, make the weak Qin, become the strong Qin, and finally, unify the solid stone of the country in China."

Ling Jun knew that Liu Qingxin had a purpose in asking him this, but he didn't know what her purpose was.

"Where's Kong Ming?"

Liu Qingxin continued to ask.

Just as Ling Jun hopes that she can grasp the situation in Yanjing by thinking on her own, she also hopes that Ling Jun can figure out the true intentions of that person by herself.

"Mr. Wolong, who doesn't know!"

"He is skillful in mediating and using clever tricks to help Liu Xuande take the danger of Shu and divide the legend of the world!"

Ling Jun felt that he seemed to have a little bit of insight in his heart, but he couldn't say what this realization was.

"My good lady, what the hell do you want to tell me?"

looked at Liu Qingxin for a long time, and didn't wait for her to tell her the answer, Ling Jun had to put down her body and ask her flatteringly.

"Have you ever thought that if it wasn't King Zhou who took up Jiang Taigong at that time, it wasn't King Qin who took in Shang Ying, and it wasn't Liu Xuande who recruited Mr. Wolong, what would the world be like?"

Zhilingjun's thirst for answers had reached the point where he couldn't bear it, and Liu Qingxin had to give up and continue to force him to think.

She smiled and grabbed five white pieces from the chess basket in front of her, placed them at the same angle, and placed them on an open space on the chessboard, and then pinched three black pieces in her hand.

"Have you ever thought that if at that time, the person who went to pick up Jiang Taigong was not King Wen, it was not King Qin who gave Shang Ying a place to stay, and it was not Liu Xuande who looked at Mr. Wolong's thatched house, they would also be grateful to Dai De for treating others with the courtesy of a national scholar, and then repay him as a national soldier?"

After that, Liu Qingxin slowly placed the three sunspots in his hand next to the five whites.

"If it's not you."

"Zhu Linglu can."

"Zhu Lingling can also do it."

"Even if it is a rebellious minister and thief, as long as that person can 'convince people with virtue', and can treat these people who can be peaceful and martial, and can be a countryman, only these white sons who are the first to look forward to the people will also swear allegiance to them."

Saying his thoughts in one go, Liu Qingxin took a deep breath, raised his head, and met Ling Jun's eyes.

"Husband, do you know that history has always been written by the winner?"

Liu's light-hearted words bluntly made Ling Jun's heart tighten.

But even so, he had to admit that she was right.

Ling was defeated.

Emperor Longqing, who cherished his feathers, turned him into a scholar who "died early", and he had to exist as a "stand-in" for the sake of social stability.

And if in the future, he is defeated?

With the temperament of Emperor Longqing, he should also arrange one for him, and the reason for his untimely death is ......

"Lady Takami."

Staring at the five white sons located in the empty space of the chessboard for a long time, Ling Jun slowly raised his head, and sincerely praised Liu Qingxin, "With the wisdom of a lady, if you are born as a bearded eyebrow, you will definitely become a good appearance that shocks the past and the present." ”

"Then from today onwards, how about I wear men's clothes, tie my crowned hair, and look like my eyebrows?"

Raising his head and glancing at Ling Jun, Liu lightly half-jokingly asked him.

In ancient times, women had no social status.

Even if he is from a famous family, his vision is not inferior to that of a man, and he has nowhere to display his ambitions, so he can only keep his duty, wait to get out of the cabinet, wait for a child, and then pin his regrets on his son.

This point was particularly obvious in the Ming Dynasty, which was deeply influenced by "Cheng Zhu Lixue".

"Nope."

Ling Jun's answer was not dragging his feet.

After saying that, he slowly raised his head, and Chong Liu lightly showed a slightly evil smile.

"Not to mention, if I succeed in winning the throne, the back position cannot be vacant."

"Even if I am used to you and let you disguise yourself as a man to play as a prime minister, in the future, the historian will evaluate you with 'broken sleeves' and evaluate me with "faint king", I'm afraid it will be ......."

"You've just broken your sleeves!"

Glancing at Ling Jun fiercely, Liu bowed her head lightly and grabbed the eight chess pieces she had placed on the "open space" before.

"Keep playing!"

She had no intention of joining the ranks, and before, she said that to Ling Jun just to tease him.

Who knows, Ling Jun's unorthodox guy actually used the word "broken sleeve" to gag with her.

Although, as far as the meaning he expressed, he went in the direction of "not marrying her", but ...... But......

This guy, really, really her off!

"Lady, I found that you look angry and good-looking."

"You look good."

Ling Jun's "treacherous plan" succeeded, and proudly leaned in front of Liu Qingxin, lowered his voice, and begged her.

"In a few days, you will go back to Yanjing to meet these white people."

"Tell them that I, the princess of your family, can cure their teacher's illness."

From the chess game, Liu Qingxin had already seen that Ling Jun's side lacked a wise minister who could help him give advice.

Seizing the heir has never been something that can be solved by force alone.

Even the Yongle Emperor, who was known for his bravery and took away his nephew Jiangshan in the name of "Qing Jun's side", was by no means a reckless man.

Being able to teach one disciple who has entered the top three in Wenju is enough to make that "gentleman" become the object of pursuit by the scholars.

Winning the top three?

Also took the martial arts to explore the flowers?

This kind of thing is written as a legend and made up into a drama, and I am afraid that it will make people feel false!

She didn't mind, though.

It can't be fake, it's fake, it's not true.

When she goes to "diagnose" that gentleman, talks to him about his "illness" in detail, and then decides whether to make him Lingjun's "national soldier", it's too late, isn't it?

"And, the book."

"How long do you think Li Ming's old fox has been holding it in his hand and covering it?"