Li Jinglan didn't plan to enter the building, sat on the steps at the entrance of the building, and asked the soldiers to call out those who could talk, and after a while, a young man of about twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked out with two middle-aged people in green shirts who were about to be worshiped at home, Li Jinglan didn't look up, pointed to the open space around him, and motioned for him to sit down, the young man looked at the side face that looked much more immature than himself, and looked back at the two people around him, Li Jinglan put the long knife in his hand aside, put his hands in his sleeves and said: " There's still one in it, there's no need to play with you and want to get caught and indulge, some of the heartfelt words of the gentlemen make outsiders feel hypocritical when they hear it, and when did the generals in the north can't even catch the meeting with a single knife? Or have you heard of Xuanjia riding in the back and stabbing the knife in the robe?"

The young man thought for a moment, retreated left and right, and sat next to Li Jinglan.

"Tell me, what kind of official are you? What kind of official is your father?"

"Qi Gaoyun, school captain, father and general Zhaode Qi Zhensheng. ”

"The rebellion of the four kings, Xiangyang City, wearing four arrows, tied the flagpole to his body with a silk silk silk to ensure that the big one did not fall?"

"It's my father. ”

"It's not like it's a miscellaneous general, it's not like that! Eighty percent of you bastards are involved!"

The young man stood up with a "rub", his face was full of anger, and the two worshippers jumped out of the building, and a group of soldiers were like facing a great enemy, their knives were unsheathed, and the tips of their guns were aimed at the young man who was sitting on the steps with a lazy appearance.

Li Jinglan straightened his waist slightly, and looked around, "Tsk, the popularity is not bad, how many battles have you fought solidly?"

Qi Gaoyun's complexion softened slightly, and there was a hint of color between his eyebrows.

"Mountain bandits, or horse thieves? Or are they the heroes of the rivers and lakes who have encircled and suppressed the fists and embroidered legs? It seems that at least they are not killing good and risking their merits, and Captain Qi is mighty! We can't do it, the battle in Yicheng cut off twelve horses' hooves, and almost didn't let Wu Dashuai beat his ass to pieces, and people are more popular than people!"

Qi Gaoyun's face turned from black to white, from white to red, waved his hand and pulled his head, and sat down again.

"Yo, there is also a bit of shame and courage, Uncle Qi's tutoring is good! What's the matter, you can't find the north after drinking some horse urine? Or do you have a friendship with the Wang Ba calves who crawled out of the pile of dead people in Qingcheng, and say a few names come out, and another day I have itchy hands and go back to pick up the pickup, and they also taught the knife to their own robes? You can rest assured that they will not be as knowledgeable as you, but no one will invite you to drink next time you go to Qingcheng, anyway, this group of fox friends and dogs will not make friends. ”

Qi Gaoyun's face is like dead ashes.

Li Jinglan lowered his voice next to his ear: "If you don't want Uncle Qi to come to the stage, these more than 100 people are not enough for Lao Tzu to cut alone, your father has a few layers of skin that are enough for you to pick up the eight calves, and it is also a loss that on the way back, he parted ways with the group of Yin people in the palace and the Ministry of Rites, and how many grades is the general of the state? How many impeachments are enough? Who is particularly unlucky in the end? You dog brain!" The battle of Qincang is imminent, and your father, who has to toss, has peeled off the last layer of skin, and watched the robe Ze kill the enemy in front, and he is at ease and teasing Sun behind?"

Qi Gaoyun was like a mourner, if that was the case, Qi Zhensheng was really anxious and raised a knife to chop him.

"Don't you evacuate people? That is, thinking of the insignificant incense between Uncle Qi and my father back then, if you change someone else, Lao Tzu will be killed, like a chicken and a dog, and he will be embarrassed. ”

Qi Gaoyun was sweating profusely, and he had already woken up at this time, called the head of the leading regiment, put the whole army and horses, and returned to the camp. After a while, a group of scholars in ragged clothes, with blue noses and swollen faces, and a group of gentlemen also came down from the upper floor and stood beside Li Jinglan.

The first few eyes stared fiercely at Qi Gaoyun and the group of gentlemen behind him, Li Jinglan looked funny, but turned around and went into the restaurant to borrow a copy of the "Three Character Classic" read by the children of the restaurant shopkeeper with the treasurer, and walked out of the two teams of people at the door of the building, staring at each other with big eyes, like a cockfight, if the eyes could kill, it would have been two pools of blood and mud.

Rolled up the "Three Character Classic" in his hand, held it with one hand, and then slowly paced in front of the academy disciples, "Gao Xiaoou?"

"The disciple is here!"

"Boom" kicked in the lower abdomen, fell out of a foot far, the disciples were shocked, and they were also confused, according to the little master personally came to help, and he took advantage of the reason, reasoned and did not lose, and did not lose in the fight, even if he violated the regulations of the academy, he should also return to the inn to be punished, Gao Xiaoou came out at two critical times, protected the brothers and sisters, and said that breaking the sky is also worth the merits, and the little master has no reason to act like this on the street.

Several disciples stepped forward to help Gao Xiaoou and looked at Li Jinglan with his neck.

"That's good! It's a bit of a joke that Wenchen is in the court, and he dares to say that he is not afraid of death. He turned his head to look at Qi Gaoyun and said jokingly: "Old Qi, this is not much better than the disciples of the sect!

Qi Gaoyun twitched his head and didn't look at him.

"A bunch of sour and rotten Xiucai who have read and read stupidly, are still not convinced? The teachers and trainees have not talked about the reason why Xiucai is unreasonable when he encounters soldiers? Or have he not explained the reason why the master's gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall? The great war is imminent, what is the crime of the bright sword in the border city? It is also in the face of these bullshit things, and they can't even carry the ban of Daqin, let alone Yicheng, even if they fall in Qingcheng, they will be shot on the spot, reasonable? Lao Tzu just has a great reason, didn't he come to collect your corpse first? When you're all dead, isn't it up to these bastards to say anything?

Qi Gaoyun's mouth opened wide, and he stretched out his hand to point at Li Jinglan: "You ......"

"Okay, okay, there's no obligation to teach you calves and grandchildren, go back and ask your father who is fighting old battles with this art of war. ”

A bunch of gentlemen were attached to Qi Gaoyun's side, and asked indignantly what kind of immortal this is, gearing up, eager to beat the goods that can be loaded all over the ground on the spot.

Qi Gaoyun pouted: "I didn't see it in the past, but now I understand, this one is really right, you are really stupid, people dare to shake this matter clearly in front of the public afterwards, they will be afraid of you rabble, Xuanjia Rider knows? ”

Li Jinglan cocked his thumb from afar, "Lao Qi, you come to the academy! It's much better than these sour and rotten scholars, and you can't teach yourself!

Qi Gaoyun's face was black.

"What's the matter, you haven't understood it yet? Give me a copy of the Analects and the Mean eight times. If you don't understand, go ask Lin Jiaoxi, Lao Tzu is too lazy to break with you, elm head. The "Three Character Classic" in his hand hugged his head, until a group of scholars ran in the direction of the inn with bared teeth, and then shouted from afar: "That's right, heroes don't eat the losses in front of them." ”

Turning around and walking to Qi Gaoyun's side, Qi Gaoyun turned his face and ignored him, and said with a smile without getting angry: "Old Qi, such a big matter, I will settle it for you easily, don't you say invite me to drink a flower wine? It's just that the authentic Yanmen Spring is indispensable. What's the matter, am I a kind person?"

Qi Gaoyun said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will poison the wine and poison you, a bastard?"

"Hehe, don't be afraid, although I look down on my brother and fight a little bit, but I still have the trust that I will never stab a knife in the back!"

These words were damaged at home, and Qi Gaoyun greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of this goods in his stomach.

When he couldn't resist the cheekiness of this product, and was thinking about where to invite this product to eat, Li Jinglan patted him on the shoulder again: "Okay, okay, just kidding, go back to your own house and find your own mother!" Old Qi, I have to remind you, you might as well beat yourself in the face a few more times when you enter the door, otherwise, ...... Hehe, if you can't do it, I'll take care of it?"

Qi Gaoyun flicked his sleeves with a dark face and turned to leave.

Li Jinglan looked at the crowd of scolding and scolding away, swept the long knife in his hand, touched a bunch of signs in his arms, and said to himself: "It's still a bunch of dolls, Lao Tzu didn't make a big move...... Teacher, what's the point? I didn't embarrass you! The enemy disarmed without even using a knife or a gun! Tsk, if you want to be present, do you have to praise one and do a good job?"

"Teacher, I want to listen to the Analects again, and take a beating again!"

The old-fashioned autumn is shocking.

Breaking his fingers and calculating, there are still more than three months before he is seventeen years old, if Qi Gaoyun knows, he will still vomit three liters of blood in anger?

In a small mountain village in western Xinjiang, a group of children sat on a wheat field around a tall old man with gray hair, listening to a story of gods and monsters called "Journey to the West".

The master also raised his head and looked at the wild goose returning south. The geese flew in a herringbone shape, the head goose waved its wings vigorously, resisting most of the counterattack airflow, and when it really couldn't hold on, it naturally retreated to the side, and the other wild goose came up and continued to block the wind for the geese with their own body.

There are talented people in the country, and the disciples do not have to be inferior to the teacher. Is this truth as clear as the sky in the northwest? How can I figure it out? This teacher is not very good!