"You're Mr. Jiu'an, aren't you? Oh my God, what the hell is going on? How did you end up like this? Cao Shuangxu looked at the sloppy old beggar in front of him in disbelief.

In her memory, the old man should have been a Confucian crown and a proud snow, the first powerful minister in the world, and the pillar of the country that the emperor once relied on the most, but he hadn't seen him for three years, and now when he met again, he saw the old man like this.

Cao Yong suddenly said: "It's almost lunchtime, girl, you will cook by yourself today, go to the kitchen to get a few dishes." ”

Cao Shuangxu has always been smart, and when she heard her father's intention to support herself, she was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and after saluting her father and old grandson, she led the cherry to the kitchen.

Huh? Don't leave! Go on······ Wang Lingtong felt regretful, he thought that he would have the opportunity to hear some about the past of Lao Sun Tou, but now he only knows a name, which is really appetizing.

He also heard that Cao Yong was deliberately supporting his daughter, and when he was curious about what the two old men were going to say next, he heard the old grandson say to himself: "You can also go over, help others to fight, and it will be regarded as making amends to Cao Yatou." ”

Wang Ling, who was originally waiting to eat melons, stood in place and was stunned for a moment, obviously the two old guys were not ready to let him listen, this was the first time that the old grandson avoided himself, Wang Ling felt a little surprised.

"Do you think I'm like this, can I still fight?" Wang Ling raised his left hand, which was hanging on his chest, intending to make a final struggle.

The old man glared at him and said, "Isn't that still a hand?" When you arrive at someone else's house, you wait for someone to serve the food? Get out of here and help! ”

Dead old man, this is an iron heart to chase me, okay! Anyway, Cao Shuangxu's girl must know a lot of things, so I just asked her to go······ Wang Ling dodged the kick that Lao Sun kicked at him, and chased after him in the direction where Cao Shuangxu left.

After Wang Ling left, Cao Yong changed his calm and calm just now, and said with a solemn face: "In the past three years, many people in the Street Division have taken refuge in King Ning, originally I thought that Du Mingtang was a righteous and righteous person, but he clearly knew that the Qizhou Street Division was in collusion with Liu Pingshan, but he still had to transfer people from Qizhou to Qingzhou, this move had to make me doubt Du Mingtang's intentions, whether he had been bought?" ”

The old man sighed lightly, and said earnestly: "Whether Du Mingtang has served King Ning or not, this point remains to be discussed, what you have to do now is to investigate what Liu Pingshan and Jin Jun planned as soon as possible, the Street Division, as the predecessor of the guilty Changge, was founded by me, even if King Ning stretched out his hand in, I can make him retract." ”

"But......" As soon as Cao Yong spoke, he was interrupted by the old man waving his hand.

"You don't have to pay too much attention to Du Mingtang, if someone really wants to cause something in your Qingzhou territory, you can release Wang Ling, that kid has a lot of ideas, he is a little clever, he should be able to help you solve it." The old man happily looked in the direction where Wang Ling had just left.

Cao Yong was quite puzzled, although he didn't want to question his teacher, but after hesitating, he asked the doubts in his heart: "Why does Mr. think he has the ability to compete with Du Mingtang?" You just let him enter the street division as a second-class city guard, whether it is a first class or a second class, he is not a registered official in the street department, a second-class city guard, what can he do? ”

The old grandson glanced at Cao Yong and said unhappily: "Didn't you arrange for him to compete with the Tang family girl for the general flag order?" ”

Cao Yong rolled his eyes at the old man rarely, his own teacher always made people feel angry and bloody, he smiled bitterly: "The rules you set for the two of them, but to compete for fame, Tang Xiaoyu is deeply trusted by his colleagues in the second room, as far as I know, the people in the second room all hope that Tang Xiaoyu will become the general flag order, Wang Ling, a newcomer, how to compete with him?" It seems to me that you are embarrassing the young man. ”

The old man smiled calmly: "The future is undecided, how do you know that he is not a dark horse?" ”

"Yes...... Even if Wang Ling is better than Tang Xiaoyu, he is just a class leader, and he is a seventh-grade official position, which is far from enough to compete with Du Mingtang. ”

"It's not enough ......," the old man smiled meaningfully.

Cao Yong didn't know what to say for a while, although he had a good impression of Wang Ling, it didn't mean that he felt that Wang Ling could play a key role in such a complex situation in the northwest.

Lao Sun Tou glanced at him, saw that he was worried, and he didn't dare to continue, he patted Cao Yong's shoulder and said: "Zhongzheng, I have confidence in Wang Ling, you should also have confidence in me, in the past three months, he has brought me more surprises than I have in the first half of my life combined, he is different from you, you do things strategically and then act, you must always be fully sure before you are willing to act, this is a good thing, but sometimes it is too steady." ”

"......" Cao Yong was silent, and the old man's evaluation of him was quite accurate.

"But Wang Ling is different, even today, I can't figure out him as a person, sometimes sleek and clever, sometimes impulsive and reckless, you have to be completely sure of what you do, he only needs two or three points, even if there is only one point, he will shoot."

He can be so cold that he ignores the beautiful woman who asked him for help, and is willing to fight to get injured, and save the girl who will be cooked from more than a dozen people, until the girl is sent to Dingzhou City to reunite with his family, he will leave with confidence, even if there is a lack of food and food on the road, he will try to find a bite to eat, but he doesn't want to starve us old and young. In our opinion, this kind of person acts impulsively, and it is difficult to become a big weapon, but Wang Ling is a wonderful person with an excellent mind, and he can turn danger into a disaster every time, rest assured, I believe in my own vision, this person is by no means an ordinary person, you have been with him for a long time, and you will find that this kid has a lot of interesting ideas. ”

Cao Yong was speechless for a while, he had seen the tragic situation of the displaced people, most of the displaced people from Dingzhou to Qingzhou, most of them were adult men, it was difficult to see the old people and children, women were in a very small number, except for the old and young women and children who were difficult to travel long distances, the darkness of human nature was the main reason for this phenomenon, and for those who did not have the ability to protect themselves, it was tantamount to being in hell.

Although the old man did not say the hardships of the two along the way, it did not prevent Cao Yong from imagining himself, in the team of displaced people in danger, with an old man and a small oil bottle, it was indeed not easy to walk from Dingzhou to Qingzhou intact.

But this doesn't mean anything in Cao Yong's opinion, it can only show that Wang Ling can stick to his heart and have no obstacles in his morality, if he evaluates it more, it means that this person is extraordinary, at least this can be seen when Wang Ling fights more than a dozen nurses in Cao Mansion without falling behind.

But so what? Even if the old man thinks that Wang Ling is a good seedling worth cultivating, no matter how good the seedling is, before it grows, it is the existence that those people will die if they pinch it casually. What he can think of now is that the old man is deliberately cultivating Wang Ling, not a vital existence, even if Cao Yong himself is optimistic about Wang Ling's future, it does not mean that the current Wang Ling is worthy of his attention.

The old man's eyes seem to be able to reach people's hearts, he knows Cao Yong's thoughts, but he smiled and said in his heart, Xiao Wang Ling, let you prove the old man's vision yourself, I am very much looking forward to what kind of surprise you will give me when we meet next time.

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In the kitchen of Cao's Mansion, Cao Shuangxu and Cherry were busy preparing lunch, and Wang Ling stood aside and couldn't intervene at all, mainly because Cao Shuangxu still had a grudge against him and didn't want him to give him a hand, so Wang Ling could only stand aside awkwardly and watch.

"Uh...... That, Miss Cao, you know Lao Suntou, right? Wang Ling asked tentatively.

"Old grandson?" Cao Shuangxu originally didn't plan to deal with this person, but when she heard his words, Cao Shuangxu stopped chopping vegetables and said with some displeasure: "You are so rude, how dare you call Mr. Jiu'an like that?" ”

"Mr. Jiuan?" Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, when he was in the courtyard just now, he seemed to have heard Cao Shuangxu call Lao Sun Tou like that.

"It's Mr. Sun Qihao, how can you not know the old gentleman's nickname if you are familiar with him?" Cao Shuangxu saw that he was at a loss and felt a little stunned.

"Uh...... You also listen to Lao Sun...... Mr. Jiu'an said that I came with him from Dingzhou, and we went through many hardships together on the way, and became friends who forgot about the year, but I knew nothing about his past, so I wanted to ask the girl about him, and wanted to know more about him. Wang Lingdao.

The corners of Cao Shuangxu's mouth outlined a trace of arc, revealing a sly smile and said, "If you want me to tell you, it's okay, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

"On what terms?" Wang Ling watched her smile maliciously, and couldn't help but be vigilant.

Cao Shuangxu put the kitchen knife against the board and said: "I want you to write a poem on the theme of this situation, if you can make a poem that satisfies me within half a pillar of incense, I will tell you about Mr. Jiu'an." ”

"Ah, this ......" Wang Ling was a little embarrassed, although he also had a little ink in his stomach, but his ability to compose poetry was limited, and suddenly he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss when composing poetry.

Cao Shuangxu saw that his face was embarrassed, and she was disappointed and proud in her heart, as for why there were such complex and contradictory emotions, she didn't understand herself, but she still let the cherries get a stick of incense and light it, and she continued to prepare the meal, and didn't look at Wang Ling again.

Are you Cao Zhi when I am Cao Zhi? A stick of incense? Even if you give me time for three incense sticks, what good poetry can I make······? Wang Ling was extremely frustrated, it could be said that he had no clue, and he paced back and forth in the kitchen with a sad face.

If you are already thinking about it, if you really can't do it, you can simply give Cao Shuangxu a kowtow and shout, 'Grandma, I was wrong, just tell me!' ’

But he immediately dispelled this thought, worried that even if he lowered his posture and pleaded, Cao Shuangxu might not buy it, and his thoughts fell into a dead end again.

Time passed little by little, seeing that a pillar of incense was about to burn out, Wang Ling's face was like ashes, and he had the idea of giving up, but when he was about to admit defeat like Cao Shuangxu, his eyes inadvertently saw Cao Shuangxu in front of him a number of noodles, and in the boiling and bubbling oil pot next to him, Cherry was frying something with a pair of chopsticks about the same length as her forearm.

His heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but lean closer and cast his eyes on the pot, which was floating a few fried thin rings of cakes with golden surfaces that resembled fritters.

Wang Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a poem appeared in his mind, and his heart said, isn't this there?!

Cao Shuangxu had been looking at him from the moment Wang Ling approached, and found that this person's originally desperate face suddenly regained its vitality.

Cao Shuangxu frowned and said, "But you have a clue?" ”

Wang Ling bent over and said, "Thanks to the girl's blessing, I made it." ”

What do I ······ to do? Cao Shuangxu didn't say much, put the freshly cut dough aside, and looked at Wang Ling silently, obviously waiting for Wang Ling's reading to her.

Mr. Dongpo, I dare to borrow poems from you today, and I hope you don't want to blame him, and the kid is forced to do so······ Wang Ling's heart was full of apologies for the sages.

Wang Ling smiled indifferently, pretended to clear his throat, and then shook his head and recited: "Rub the jade with your hands, and fry the green oil to make it tender and yellow." Sleep in the spring at night is thicker than wine, and the beauty is wrapped in gold. I wonder if this poem can satisfy Miss Cao? In the end, he deliberately put on a humble gesture, that is, to fill the glass.

Cao Shuangxu was shocked, she didn't expect Wang Ling to really create a masterpiece in a stick of incense, and she forgot to take Wang Ling's words for a while, and immersed herself in the picture depicted in the poem.

The first two sentences of the slender hand rubbing the jade count, the green oil fried out of tender yellow and deep, describing the scene of the young woman cooking, the woman with her slender hands kneaded out of the dough like white jade, fried pasta color golden and delicious, as if in front of the eyes. But in the last two sentences, sleep at night is stronger than wine, and the beauty is wrapped around her arms...... It is clearly saying that the woman wearing the arm-wrapped gold brings out a little drunk and charming in her sleep······ Cao Shuangxu's face suddenly blushed slightly, Wang Ling dared to depict the scene of a woman drunk and sleeping in front of him, and he couldn't help but be labeled as a disciple again.

Cao Shuangxu's cheeks suddenly became a little hot, and he said angrily: "The first two sentences are considered to be your pass, but what's going on with the last two sentences?" I'll let you use this scene as the title, and you actually ......", she felt a little embarrassed halfway through speaking, thinking of a woman sleeping on the bed drunk and charming, and a man beside the woman's bed was looking at her, she suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, unable to speak.

Wang Ling didn't expect Cao Shuangxu to have this reaction, he was confused, and cautiously said nonsense: "Miss Cao, I did create according to your requirements, the first two sentences fully meet the title you gave, but the matter of composing poetry is about the extension of artistic conception, to know how to expand the imagination, don't you think that the gold wrapped around the woman's arm is a little similar to the thin ring cake in the pot at this time?" ”

Cao Shuangxu was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and said in her heart, it turns out that this is the case, the woman is a fiction from him, not real······ I don't know if it was because I realized that what I thought was not real, or because Wang Ling's explanation gave me new inspiration, Cao Shuangxu actually felt a hint of joy in her heart.

"What is an extension of artistic conception? And how do you expand your imagination? Cao Shuangxu humbly asked for advice, and after speaking, even she was a little surprised that she was actually asking this disciple for advice.

But Wang Ling's words made her vaguely feel a trace of yearning, as if there was a window in her heart that he gently pushed open, but this gap was too small, so she couldn't look at the scene outside the window, and her heart was inevitably a little anxious.

"Miss Cao, can you be satisfied with this poem?" Seeing that she ignored herself, Wang Ling asked again.

"Barely satisfied." Cao Shuangsu replied with a cold attitude.

Wang Ling was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Then can you tell me about the past of the old grandson now?" ”

"You answer my question first." Cao Shuangxu said in a firm tone, it seemed that if Wang Ling didn't answer her first, she didn't plan to tell Wang Ling what he wanted to know.

Wang Ling frowned, and said with a slightly angry face: "We said okay, I will make a poem that satisfies you, and you will tell me the identity of the old grandson." ”

Cao Shuangsu's eyebrows raised slightly, and said in a rather unreasonable tone: "If you answer me, I will be satisfied, if you don't answer me, I will not be satisfied." ”

"You! Are you kidding me? Wang Ling's anger surged, and he stared at the other party with a cold face.

Cao Shuangxu was taken aback by him, although she was a little weak-hearted, she still pretended to be calm, and said coldly: "I didn't fool you, what I said is already very clear, and you don't want to say it yourself." ”

Wang Ling took a deep breath, he was silent for a moment, and then suddenly turned around and said, "Farewell!" ”

Seeing Wang Ling walking out without looking back, Cao Shuangxu felt a little flustered in her heart, as if she had done something wrong, and wanted to stop the other party, but she couldn't pull it down.

Just when Wang Ling was about to step out of the kitchen door with one foot, Cao Shuangxu was no longer entangled, and stopped him suddenly: "You, you stop!" ”

Wang Ling really stood in place, he turned his back to Cao Shuangxu, and asked in a very indifferent tone, "What's the matter with Miss Cao stopping me?" ”

Cao Shuangxu bit her lower lip lightly and said softly: "I promise, as long as you return to my question, I will tell you everything I know about Mr. Jiu'an." ”

The corners of Wang Ling's mouth raised a triumphant smile, just a little girl like you who has never experienced social beatings, you want to shake your wit with me? It's tender!

When he turned around and stepped into the kitchen again, he returned to the state of anger that had not subsided, looked at Cao Shuangxu and said, "You won't want to play me this time, right?" ”

Cao Shuangxu's beautiful eyes turned to other places, not daring to look at him, obviously losing to the other party in momentum, but still blushing, putting on a proud posture and said: "I didn't plan to play you, I'm just interested in what you just said about the extension of the artistic conception and imagination, as long as you explain it to me, I will tell you what you want to know." ”

This Nizi is quite arrogant, but she looks a little cute······ Wang Ling had to admit that Cao Shuangxu was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, different from the luxurious and gorgeous female stars, she would not make people have a sense of distance, she had the warmth and elegance of everyone's ladies, and she had the brutality of the little sister next door, and the charm inadvertently revealed between her eyebrows and eyes made people's hearts throb, but this personality didn't seem to be very straightforward, she was a tsundere.

Suddenly realizing that he was a little distracted, Wang Ling coughed twice in embarrassment and said, "Since you want to know so much, then I'll talk to you." ”

Anyway, I'm talking nonsense, you listen to it, as long as you dare to listen, I dare to say it······ Wang Ling organized the language in his heart, and he was ready to fool the prefect daughter in front of him.