The family members who can be on errands in the city lord's mansion are all soldiers from the 1,000-person standard camp guarding the city in Quancheng, one in a hundred. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info No matter how high his martial arts are, at least that head must be flexible, right up to court etiquette, official position, etc. Even the customs and gossip of the common people know more than ordinary people.

But when I heard what the young master said about the Ming Dynasty, what else is the brocade guard? This Ding Ding looked at Fashion with a blank face, and Fashion was afraid of being noticed, and then said that he didn't know how to break around, so Fashion smiled and whispered to Jia Ding: "What do you know, little brat?" "How dare the family compete with the eldest young master of the city lord?

The Phantom Guard made Lu Zhaolin laugh constantly as soon as he entered the door: "Hahaha, the son of the city lord celebrates his birthday, the old man really happened to meet, this is really providential! This shows that the old man and the fashionable son are fated to!" For example, Lu Zhaolin is in this situation now, he is in Weifu secret visit, today happened to come to Quancheng, I heard that Cui Longhai's biological son was found, so he intended to come over to see if the son of the city lord has any backbone? After all, his job is to monitor all the high-ranking officials in the Tang Dynasty and their relatives for signs of rebellion, once he senses that something is wrong, he will fly a pigeon to pass the information to the emperor, and the emperor will check and confirm it and destroy it in time! Therefore, all officials are unwilling to be targeted by the Phantom Guard, once they are targeted, they can make trouble if they have nothing to do, and if they don't die, they have to lose their skin. Lu Zhaolin originally didn't plan to wear official clothes, but he didn't find decent civilian clothes for a while, so he came in official clothes.

Fashion doesn't recognize Lu Zhaolin, but Fashion remembers that in the Tang Dynasty history of his previous life, he was loyal and very honest! It's just that the two Tang Dynasty don't match each other, so this Lu Zhaolin must be different. Fashion looked towards the laughter, and saw a middle-aged man of medium stature wearing a red official uniform with a shark embroidered on his patch, and striding in with a dragon beard knife at his waist.

Cui Longhai hurriedly greeted him with a fashion: "Lord Lu, you came just in time, my son fashion just came back today, haha, it's been many years, and it is really God's favor to be able to reunite with Shi'er today!" Lu Zhaolin and Cui Longhai exchanged a few words of greeting, and then turned the topic to fashion.

Lu Zhaolin's two eyes also carefully looked at the fashion from top to bottom: "Oh, what a handsome and compelling young man, there is still an awe-inspiring righteousness between these eyebrows!

Cui Longhai was so proud that he seemed to have forgotten that he was facing a murderous phantom Wei Baiwei envoy! He said loudly: "My Shi is a genius through the ages, and those one hundred and eight unique poems alone are unmatched in the world! That Jiangnan holy boy Sun Simiao is so compared with Shi'er, Sun Simiao is like a grass chicken, and Shi'er is a golden phoenix!" Cui Longhai drank high, and his beloved son was heartfelt, so it was understandable to say such a thing at this time. And Lu Zhaolin, who has always been a strict official of the Phantom Wei Baiwei Envoy, also nodded frequently: "City Lord Cui is right, and the lower officials also think so! Those one hundred and eight poems, the lower officials have read them one by one, and they are indeed quatrains for the ages, and no one can come out with them!"

Lu Zhaolin took a bronze ornament from his waist (people of status or wealthy sons in the Tang Dynasty would wear a piece of ornament around their waists, just as in the old days of fashion, whether the president of a country or a business owner would wear a watch on his wrist). Watches are not only about keeping track of time, but also about personality and identity. The waist ornaments of the Tang Dynasty were generally copper, and ordinary people were naturally wooden, including peach, golden silk nanmu, small-leaved rosewood and so on. The rich have to wear silver and gold, and the best is naturally jade)

Lu Zhaolin is a Qing official, and the court's Yulu also has to support his parents, wife and children, so he has no spare money, and the copper ornament on his waist is still ancestral. Lu Zhaolin handed the bronze ornament to the fashion: "The son and the old man hit it off at first sight, and there was no gift for this time, so this heirloom copper ornament will be given to the son, and I hope the son will not dislike it!"

Fashion is now a rich man, and this bronze ornament is like scrap metal to him! But it was given to Lu Zhaolin by the Phantom Wei Baiwei, and the meaning is profound! Who is Lu Zhaolin? Who did he give a gift to? It was the first time that he gave a fashion gift.

Fashion experienced a huge setback in love in his previous life, so that his life was lost, and he concluded that it was because he had no money and no ability to give Xiao Jing the life of a princess, so this life is to make money! Fashion knows how to make a fortune in ancient times, and without the protection of the government, it will end up like Shen Wansan, the richest man in the Ming Dynasty!

Fashion showed respect, took Lu Zhaolin's waist with both hands with copper ornaments, and looked at it again and again in front of his eyes, full of praise: "Good copper ornaments, the texture is rough but simple as green bamboo! The kid likes it very much!" Fashion carefully put the copper ornament into the chest underwear pocket, and then took out a piece of the world's only beautiful jade in the tomb of the Heavenly Pillar Dharma King, which is also a waist ornament.

Fashion held the jade in both hands and handed it to Lu Zhaolin and said: "The kid happens to have a jade waist ornament on his body that is a perfect match for Lord Lu! The kid knows that Lord Lu loves calligraphy, and the kid's jade is finely carved and copied with Wang Xizhi's first post in the world, Lan Tingxuan! And it is also a complete post, this is the boy's private belongings, today's beautiful jade is given to Haojie, and I hope Lord Lu will laugh!"

Fashion had heard of Lu Zhaolin in his previous life, but the current Tang Dynasty is not the Tang Dynasty in the history of the previous life, there are many people with the same name and surname, and Fashion thinks that he likes Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, that is because Lu Zhaolin's copper waist ornament is engraved with Wang Xizhi's orchid pavilion preface, but it is incomplete, only less than twenty words.

In this life, Lu Zhaolin himself is indeed a person who loves calligraphy, which has a certain relationship with the edification of the scholarly family. It is true that Lu Zhaolin is a clean official, but he is not a pedantic saint. So what is a pedantic sage? For example, the great Confucian Fang Xiaoru is one, and he has a wonderful conversation with Zhu Di, which can be seen in some eyebrows.

The situation is roughly like this (just a joke) big talk version: Zhu Di successfully counterattacked his nephew, and finally captured Nanjing after the war, he thought that the world was basically done, so he found Fang Xiaoru, who was very famous at the time, and asked Fang Xiaoru to draft an edict for himself, which means that he quarreled with his nephew, and his nephew Zhu Yunwen went to eat barbecue when he was angry, and by the way, he played with fire, because he was careless in playing with fire, he burned himself to death, it seems that this fire prevention is still very important, and it is necessary to urge the little children not to fan the flames everywhere behind the back of adults.

This man is dead when he dies, but this country can't be without a king for a day? And that Fang Xiaoru couldn't see the torrent of history rolling in, his little arms and thin legs couldn't stop it at all, but he turned a blind eye to the truth that the mantis arm was a car.

Fang Xiaoru stubbornly wanted to hold back his muscles with Zhu Di! He threw away the pen and ink and raised his hand to point at Zhu Di angrily and said: "Little rabbit cub, you are just a little thief, you go to other people's houses to steal property, and you still want other people's real estate when you are done! Do you have the cheeks? Are you ashamed?" Zhu Di is also a prince no matter how he says it, he was insulted by Fang Xiaoru so facelessly, of course he can't hang his old face, no matter how he drops, he has to get face back, isn't it?

So Zhu Di said fiercely: "You old coffin, Lao Tzu sees that you are impatient, Lao Tzu will leave the words here today, you old bastard and bastard If you don't write an edict to Lao Tzu today, Lao Tzu will destroy your nine clans today! Lao Tzu will say it again, it's the nine clans! You can't do it with one less clan! It's the head of the nine clans who killed you, think about it, don't hurt your children! You old turtle!"

What kind of person is Fang Xiaoru? That is a generation of great Confucians, and reputation and integrity are the most important things to him! Fang Xiaoru stretched out his fingers and counted, how many people are there in his nine clans? Together with his daughter, his three-year-old granddaughter, and his grandson who was born not long ago, there are only a few hundred people in total! It is still worth the name of a saint who has died hundreds of people, so Fang Xiaoru pointed at Zhu Di and scolded: "You shameless deflated calf, do you think that you will use the destruction of the nine clans of this great Confucian to blackmail this great Confucian, and this great Confucian will give in?" Even if your turtle son destroys the ten clans of this great Confucian, this great Confucian will still not write any bullshit edict to your turtle son! If you don't write it, you just don't write it! I'm in a hurry to kill you!" Fang Xiaoru shook his little head, what he said was impassioned, his heart was very cool, and he felt so good!

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, what? The Ten Clans? Haven't all the Nine Clans been exterminated since ancient times? Why does this old fool still demand the extermination of his Ten Clans? What are these Ten Clans? Zhu Di can't understand and talk nonsense, he asked the people around him who eat melons what this Tenth Clan is? A certain little kid who wants to be in the limelight stepped forward and told Zhu Di: "Boss, this Tenth Clan, naturally refers to Fang Xiaoru's students. ”

Zhu Di shook his head, feeling that his IQ was not enough, he wondered: "This old boy is going to die, what does it have to do with his students? Why do you want to use his students to fulfill his good name?" The little kid said disapprerovingly: "Boss, you don't know, which dynasty is not like this, one will become famous and ten thousand bones! This literati also wants to be famous, but there is no killing on the battlefield, so he can only use his relatives to be martyred!" Zhu Di thought for a while, slapped his thigh and shouted: "Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it, I will fulfill you today, and I will destroy your ten clans! Lao Tzu wants to take a look, five hundred years later, will the descendants say that you Fang Xiaoru are a saint, or that Lao Tzu is a faint king!" As a result, Fang Xiaoru was exterminated by the ten tribes, and 847 people were killed in a row! Poor are those babies who are still in swaddling clothes, why should they pay for Fang Xiaoru's pedantry? Five hundred years later, when later generations talk about Zhu Di, they only think of the "prosperous era of Yongle" that people yearn for