Li Erfeng is not only a good brother of the Tang Dynasty, but also a good brother of planting flowers. Fang Xuanling is too intimate compared to Wei Zheng, it's not that Wei Zheng is not strong in doing things, but he thinks that what he can do, he will do it directly, and then inform the political affairs hall after the preliminary results are available, and he will not think about talking to the political affairs hall first and letting the political affairs hall issue documents.

To tell the truth, if it weren't for Wei Zheng's strong strength and Li Erfeng's love for talent, Wei Zheng wouldn't have known what it would have been like to be hacked, and it is estimated that the end would be worse than Su's beard...... Li Yuanying silently complained about the cute old man Wei, of course, if anyone dares to hack old Wei, he will definitely give the other party a surprise package first.

"Xuan Linggong, you are the angel sent to me by Haotian God!" Li Yuanying threw the wine jug casually and directly gave Fang Xuanling a warm hug. Although I hated those workflows when I was in school, I can't deny that processes are necessary to sort things out.

After all, talents like Wei Zheng, Tang Jian, Du Siyun and Xiao Shiyi, whose strength can overwhelm all processes, are hard to find. Brother Chunfeng is a model who does not follow the process, and the road has deviated to his grandmother's house...... Why don't you drag him back and install some offshore wind turbines in Hangzhou Bay?

Li Jing watched the excitement on the side with great interest, there are many angels around King Teng, all of them are sent by Haotian God, except for Cheng Zhijie, he is the half-brother given by Haotian God to King Teng.

"King Teng...... King Teng, a certain can't afford it, a certain is just ...... So-and-so just did what he did." Fang Xuanling said helplessly, the old hand who had nowhere to put it fully showed his flustered heart at this time. "It doesn't have to be, really...... It really doesn't have to be that way!"

Li Yuanying hugged for five seconds before letting go, and helped Fang Xuanling tidy up his clothes very well-behaved, and said with a smile as bright as a spring flower: "Xuanling Fu ......"

The title is a bit of a fairy style, forget it, anyway, they themselves also like the things that the gods and gods chatter, the most unlike the official history of the twenty-four histories, full of fantasy is the Book of Jin, and the Book of Jin is supervised by Fang Xuanling and others, and is supervised by Chu Suiliang...... The rest of the people are not important, "My brother said that although there are many capable people, it is difficult for a talented person like you to produce a drop for hundreds of years."

He poured two glasses of wine and put them in the hands of Fang Xuanling and Li Jing, and said with great admiration: "You and the Medicine Master are the two mountains of Jun Zheng's great talents, the great talents of the great talents, and others only have the share of the high mountains."

The only people who can be compared with Fang Xuanling and Li Jing are Xiao He and Han Xin, but Fang Xuanling does not have to stigmatize himself, Li Jing also died a good death, and the two of them are luckier than Xiao He and Han Xin. As for Fang Xuanling's temple court being pit out of Li Erfeng's temple by his son, it belongs to another big drama.

Another saying that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes is that dragons give birth to nine sons are different, and phoenixes give birth to nine chicks. The real reason for tiger fathers and dogs is that people treat their children and cannot give them the law of the jungle as resolutely as animals.

The so-called beloved son of his parents has far-reaching plans, and it is more to help pave the way back, otherwise in the late Han Dynasty, Wei and Jin dynasties, there would not be the first generation of moral talents, the second generation of capable people, the third generation of people, and the fourth generation of anthropomorphism.

It is also the norm for future generations to be rich for only three generations, not to mention the rich family, that is, the inheritance of the scholarly family, which is not much easier. likes to play rock and make movies, that's all within the normal category...... Old Master Meng said: Born in sorrow and died in peace.

It's a pity that the only lesson that humanity has learned from history is that humanity never learns a lesson.

Li Jing really couldn't stand it anymore, touched Xuanling's wine glass in the lower room, and reminded him in a friendly way: "Xuanling, don't believe King Teng's sweet words, the little lady who has been coaxed by him all these years doesn't know how many, but no beauty can enter the mansion as a kabuki, let alone a concubine."

King Teng and King Yu are exactly two extremes, the kind of extreme that is so strange that people are speechless to look at the sky, can't they be a little normal like King Xu and King Han......

"Lord Wang, have you missed my handsome and miserable face?"

A narcissistic voice interrupted Li Jing's thoughts...... In fact, King Teng is not bad, at least much more normal than Gongsun Bai's apprentice, it is his request...... It's a little bit high.

Gongsun Bai, who had been silent, drinking silently and watching the play, was choked by a sip of wine, and was so uncomfortable that he wanted to send someone away with a sword

Rebel, but when he saw Du Che behind Xiao Shiyi, he silently pinched the sword qi again, and hypnotized himself: the apprentice is found by himself, the apprentice is found by himself, and the apprentice is found by himself!

"Lord Wang, Xiao Eleven has been a little stimulated, you don't have to deal with him." Du Che rubbed his face and sat next to Gongsun Bai, and asked very curiously after drinking a glass of wine. "Master, why are you like a gourd with a sawed mouth? Normally, you would have already sent Xiao Eleven away thousands of miles away with a sword qi."

He casually stretched out three fingers and put them on Gongsun Bai's wrist...... Gongsun Bai wanted to dodge but couldn't. Du Che frowned slightly, there was no problem with the pulse, "You don't have to worry, I'll help you make a hexagram."

He let go of Gongsun Bai's wrist and prepared to take the turtle shell and copper coin from his sleeve...... Gongsun Bai's hand directly stopped Du Che's movements, gritted the root of his back teeth and said with a smile: "The reason why I didn't send him away is that I don't want to see you hexagram. There's nothing wrong with my body, so I really don't need to bother you."

He was really afraid of being sent away by Du Siyi, the recent calm and calm made him feel more and more unstable in his heart, maybe he should go back to Chang'an and find Yuan Madman to help him deduce.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......" Li Yuanying laughed directly on the low couch without any image, and slapped the soft pillow. Other people's apprentices see Master like mice see cats, and their apprentices are like mice see cats, but Jerry sees Tom.

Every time bad luck drops, it is naturally poor old Tom

Li Jing has seen too many times of dismantling between master and apprentice, and he has already stabilized a batch, and asked the maid behind him to fetch more cold melons. Of course, you have to eat melons when watching a play, and the more the better.

"This ...... What's going on?" Fang Xuanling and Gongsun Bai are quite familiar with each other, and they are not completely strangers to Du Che and Xiao Ruoyuan, but they are ...... when they are in the Hidden Sword Garden It's a little bit different, but it's not so different.

"Calm, calm." Li Jing sandwiched a piece of boneless duck paw and put it in the white porcelain lotus plate in front of Fang Xuanling, and smiled lightly. "They have a good relationship between master and apprentice, but the way they express themselves is different from ours, and you will understand in a few days."

Originally, they were still a little more restrained, not much different from in the Tibetan Sword Garden, but King Teng took the lead in making trouble, and then, the painting style naturally became more and more crooked, more and more crooked.

Fang Xuanling: "......"

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