Tang Maoyue, Mingjian, was the guy who persuaded Aye to create... to bring order to the chaos. He also said that you have the appearance of Sun Horn Dragon Court, blah blah blah... you have been popular in the world for a long time, blah blah blah... Cheng Tang Wu Daye. Aye's face was thicker, and he said with a worried look: "How can we hope for Tang and Wu's affairs? But the world is in chaos. If you speak privately, you should seek self-protection, and if you speak publically, you should save the people of the world. I will consider the people of the world. This matter."
The reason why he knew so clearly was because of the memory of the original owner. As an old son, in addition to being favored, he also listened to the old Aye talking about the past things, but there were no high piles of grain in the palace.
All I can say is: My sons are so talented, I am under great pressure! Referring to the Kowloon heirloom in the later period, the tragedy was at least three levels higher, because the supporters of both sides were putting their lives on the line. This group of fierce men in the early Tang Dynasty were jealous of gambling, and no one could afford to lose.
The person who doted on him the most left, and the original Li Yuanying felt that the world had collapsed. He didn't know whether he was in a trance or was being framed. Anyway, the eight-year-old boy fell into the lotus pond, and then the fisherman Yuanying came through. In order to prevent another accident, the second brother was raised by his sister-in-law. Unexpectedly, just over a year later, she also passed away.
Li Yuanying cupped his hands, glanced at the man in green robe not far away - Qi Julang, and said insincerely: "Thank you, second brother."
This dear friend's reputation was abruptly changed by Li Erlang: he is a good, upright, academic, loyal to me to the best of his ability, like a bird that clings to others, showing affection to himself. The last two sentences derive an idiom: the bird clings to the person.
Suddenly remembering something, he looked at Chu Suiliang with burning eyes and said: "Mr. Qi, I will become a director of the mansion in the Yuan Dynasty. You should write a thousand-character inscription and a preface to Orchid Pavilion to congratulate me!"
These are all authentic! We can bury them together somewhere. If I can go back one day, I will instantly achieve financial freedom, freedom of seafood, and freedom of feasting!
Chu Suiliang: "..."
He is just a daily servant, a low-ranking official from the sixth rank. How can you, a prince, have the nerve to ask for a gift from me? What, Prince Teng is only ten years old? Forget it, let’s give it away.
Li Shimin asked curiously: "Why don't you want the ink marks of Yu Boshi and Ouyang Xinben?"
It's not that Chu Suiliang's calligraphy is bad, it's just...a matter of personal preference.
Li Yuanying said confidently: "Second brother, I didn't say no! I can't see the two of them once in a few days, so I asked my second brother to write more words!"
Then Fei Fei rubbed his hands and said with a flattering smile: "Second brother, who else has good calligraphy? You can also recommend it~"
Li Shimin felt the veins on his forehead begin to pop. He couldn't give him hope in return! Suppress your temper... You have just been beaten, and if you beat me again, it is easy to cause trouble. Besides, it is approaching the New Year's Day, which will affect the atmosphere of the festival. He asked very depressedly: "What do you want so many ink stains for? You can't make a fire."
In the past year, this guy has been arrogant because of his talent, his behavior has become more and more erratic, and his mouth has become more and more venomous. He pointed at Wei Xuancheng's nose and called him a sycophant who pretends to be honest! Just because when I was in Xianren Palace, the state and county officials did not worship well, and most of them were condemned by me. The man who lived in the field suggested again and again that Emperor Yangdi once asked the people nearby to pay tribute here, but the tributes were thrown away before they could be eaten, which was very wasteful.
The reason for swearing is very simple: If you dare to compare that rotten person to your second brother, I will show you what the normal needs of life are!
He was made to drink noodle soup for three days in a row. It was pure soup without any cakes or vegetables, including salt. He proudly said to him: "Since you are so upright, kind and selfless, let's experience the life of people in remote areas. Feel the meaning of remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet."
"Of course not!" Li Yuanying forgot that he was injured somewhere, sat up and retorted, "Ouch~"
The soul-stirring tenor resounded throughout the Imperial Palace. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the palace, he would have thought that a wolf had fallen into a hunting pit, and the pit was full of animal traps.
Li Mingda opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Li Yuanying blankly, uh uh uh... Why did uncle make such a mistake again?
Li Zhi raised his hand to cover his eyes. He didn't know whether to call his uncle smart or stupid. Can I say I don't know him?
"Okay, okay, stay down and lie down." Li Shimin was still aware of the seriousness of the attack on him. Seeing Li Yuanying acting like this, he said hurriedly. "You just want a few inkblots. I'll ask the bachelors to send them to you."
Li Yuanying stood there until the pain gradually subsided, then he casually bowed his hands and said with a smile: "Second brother, you can give me a piece of Goddess Fu or Luo Shen Fu."
Chu Suiliang looked at the pen in his hand. Prince Teng's words... should be kept taboo by His Majesty! He wrote: The emperor was very pleased with King Teng. He granted him a title of 1,200 households, gave him a residence in Qinrenfang, and ordered his officials to write congratulations to him.
Li Shimin was so angry that his beard almost fluttered. This was really inappropriate... This man was his younger brother. He couldn't scold him too much. It was too suffocating! He said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, I will help you write a lustful poem for you!"
Chu Suiliang: "..."
I'd better continue to be a taboo for Your Majesty. Since the death of the Queen, no one can control Prince Teng, but His Majesty does. It's just the effect...it's obviously useless.
"I have no objection to just writing about the beauty next door." Li Yuanying lay down on the couch, picked up a piece of white-cut mutton, and ate it with a plate of sauce. The dish prepared on the basis of Baheji is as good as the Eighteen Streets of Pot Chicken. It's a pity that there is no chili, it's not fun enough!
Li Zhi bowed his head silently to eat. Anyway, Aye had no time to be sad because his uncle was noisy, and Sizi was becoming more and more lively, which was a good thing. As for a certain person, the snow-white sheepskin is so beautiful and the tender mutton is also delicious.
"I also wrote a piece for my uncle, and I wrote about the goose!" Li Mingda said happily, "The goose, the goose, the song is singing to the sky, the white hair is floating on the green water, and the anthurium is stirring the clear waves."
Li Yuanying: "..."
This poem appeared in front of me so suddenly, I was so surprised!
"Si Zi, who taught you this?" Li Shimin asked softly. The image is concise but catchy, making it very suitable for young children to learn.
"Uncle Fifteen." Li Mingda's big eyes flickered, he looked at Li Shimin cutely, and said softly. "He said it was made by a child prodigy in Qingzhou. He also said that the radish (radish) there was particularly delicious. He sent half a car over for us to try."
After taking a sip of water, he continued: "I also said that there are good dates in Tengzhou, which are sweeter than those elsewhere. I think they are the best in the world, so I sent half a car back. Aye, can I go to Tengzhou with my uncle to hunt dates in the future? ?”
Li Yuanying silently blinked his left eye at his daughter. The little girl is getting cuter and cuter. She seems to have a close connection with me! No wonder they say that daughters are good, they are caring little cotton-padded jackets, and daughters are also caring.
Li Shimin felt a little pain in his foot, as if he had just been hit by a stone. My daughter was accompanied by her uncle, so Aye stepped back a lot! He had to break his teeth and swallow back. He missed his Guanyin maid so much. She was the only one who valued him the most... He reluctantly pulled down the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Of course."
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