The time goes back to noon.

In Chang'an City, a Xiangshi's home.

Green smoke curls and incense mist fills the air.

Li Chengxun, the son of Li Duozuo, was sitting precariously and was waiting for the arrival of the minister.

I heard that this Xiangshi is the most famous Xiangshi in the entire Chang'an City, and many dignitaries have come to him to see his appearance.

It didn't take long for the scholar to arrive. He was carrying a handful of floating dust in his hand, looking like a fairy wind bone, and slowly walked in front of Li Chengxun, and only after doing a little bit did he sit down slowly.

Li Chengxun took out a portrait from his arms, reverently and respectfully placed it on the table, and gently pushed it over.

"Please look at this one, does this one have the appearance of a king?"

"I'm tired of waiting for a moment, let's take a look."

Xiangshi was not surprised, he looked at him all these years and asked him if he had a king's appearance, not a hundred but eighty. Don't talk about it from afar, let's just say that the former Zhou Wuyouji, as well as Wu Sansi, all came to him to see the photo, so it's not strange.

Thanks to his strict tone, this matter has not been leaked.

He picked up the portrait and looked at it closely, letting out a series of smacks.

"Tut-tut...... Ah, this face is not very good, I see...... Not much of a chance. ”

With that, he put the portrait on the table and pushed it back to Li Chengxun.

There was not a word to say, from the portrait, he could see that the person on it had the appearance of a sword soldier. Of course, this sentence must not be spoken, otherwise it is easy to cause problems.

Li Chengxun's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, calmed down and begged again: "Please take a closer look at ......"

"There's no need for that, please go back." Xiangshi looks like a master of the world, waving the dust, and looks like a fairy.

As soon as these words came out, Li Chengxun's anger was ignited, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he slapped the table and grabbed Xiangshi's collar, and shouted viciously: "Fuck! Toast without eating and eating penalty wine! I'll give you a good look at it again, damn it, dare you say that he has a different face! Yes?! ”

"You...... Don't beat people...... look" Xiangshi suddenly panicked, this doesn't play cards according to the routine, this kid.

It stands to reason that you either go directly, or ask if there is a way to break it, how can you get it if you don't accept it?

"Take it away for Ben!" Li Chengxun didn't care so much, he stretched out his hand and asked the guards on both sides to grab the person, put on a black cloth bag, and knocked on the head without struggling.

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Li Duozuo's house.

The side room was crowded with scholars from all over Chang'an.

How have they ever seen such a scene, not to mention that it is a violent beating when they are caught, and under Yu Linwei's great memory recovery technique, no one can hold it at all.

To their despair, the Yulin Guards didn't make any requests, nor did they say that there was something wrong with them, and that it was the Great Memory Recovery Technique.

I have to say that this method did work, and some people even recalled the kind appearance of the grandmother in their memory.

Yu Linwei is also a chicken thief, and he is well versed in the performance art of hitting people without slapping them in the face, and only greets the thickest part of the meat, without leaving any obvious scars.

Just when they were desperate, Li Duozuo walked in from outside, he looked left and right at the group of scholars, and showed a gloomy smile.

He beckoned to the guards behind him, and soon someone handed him a portrait of Li Chongjun.

"You," Li Duozuo walked up to a Xiangshi, squatted down and showed an amiable and kind smile: "Take a look, how is this one's face?" ”

The Xiangshi covered the painful part, squinted his eyes, and said directly without thinking about it: "This ...... Ah, this person's face is really a dragon among men......"

"Perfunctory?" Li Duozuo laughed coldly, reached out and grabbed his hair bun, lifted his head and asked, "You can't even look at it, how can you know the face of this one?" ”

"Yes...... It's ......" the Xiangshi's heart was cold, the instinctive desire to survive made him calm down, he forced a serious appearance, after a careful observation, he said with twelve points of sincerity: "This is the dragon among men, born to be a man, is the natural king of the ......"

He swore that even the wedding night would not be as sincere as it is now.

"Your face is fake, isn't it?" Li Duozuo picked at his nails and said casually: "It was you just now, right, and you said that he didn't come?" ”

"It's the villain's clumsiness, it's the villain's blindness!" The priest knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Hmph, you can still understand human speech." Li Duozuo patted his head with satisfaction, and turned to the next scholar with the portrait.

"You, what do you say?"

The scholar who was named by Li Duozuo immediately put on a formal posture, he knelt down respectfully towards the portrait, bowed to the ground and said: "This person's face is really like a god descending from heaven, he was born to be an emperor, and the destiny of heaven belongs to him!" ”

If you don't say that, you can't say that, the Yu Linwei behind Li Duozuo has already pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, in case he is wrong, it is not as simple as recalling the grandmother.

"Good." Li Duozuo reached out and patted his arm with great satisfaction: "When I see this person for a while, I just said it, do you understand?" ”

"Yes...... Be......! Where did the scholars dare to object, they just knelt on the ground and agreed, lest they agree slowly, and it was a full set of Yulin Weisong bone massage.

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East Palace.

Yu Linwei, who received Li Duozuo's order, immediately brought people in, and after the scholars saw Li Chongjun, they did not hesitate and rushed to pay homage to Li Chongjun.

"This face is really a dragon among people, and it really has a clear destiny!"

The scholars are full of beautiful words, and they have learned all their lives to speak decent words.

And the Yulin guards brought by Li Duozuo also whispered to each other, and their faces changed from unstable at the beginning to unwavering.

Since the scholars all said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a mandate of heaven, what if everyone followed him!

"Does Lone really have a destiny?"

Li Chongjun, who has been suppressed by Li Xian, Empress Wei and Princess Anle since he was a child, has extremely low self-esteem, and after hearing this, his first reaction was to believe it.

No one knows how he has come over the years, his father doesn't love him, his stepmother sees him as a thorn in the flesh, and his sister treats him as a slave......

Even the teacher assigned to him didn't teach him any schoolwork, but just forcibly took him to bow every day.

The most outrageous thing is that no one has placed even a single eyeliner in the East Palace. After all, no one would think how much of a storm a waste could raise, which is why Li Duozuo dared to raise an incident in the East Palace.

He has been living in a day of great fear, and he doesn't know when his father will issue an edict to abolish him, the crown prince, and confine him until death.

As for whether you can live? No kidding, since ancient times, how many deposed princes have died well?

"Your Highness, these are the most famous scholars in Chang'an City." Li Duozuo stretched out his generous palm and pressed it on Li Chongjun's arm: "Forgive the ministers for being rude, but Your Highness does not believe in the ministers, but you must also believe in the Mandate of Heaven and the soldiers who shed their blood for you!" ”

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