Chapter 427 Brother, you must protect me!

Style: Historical Author: Sweet Potato AssassinWords: 1960Update Time: 24/01/11 07:20:47
"Hehehehe." Li Yuanying said, imitating the honest smiles of Cheng Zhijie and Zhang Guo. "Brother Ten, don't say that. How dare I tell you to do something? Please, Brother Ten, please help me."

Brothers, friends, and brothers respect each other, and the discipline of ordering elders and younger ones still needs to be taught. It turns out that there are too many brothers, and every banquet is noisy and a headache. Coming from a later era when only children were the most common, it is really difficult to have a good experience, especially those half-brothers, several of whom are historical celebrities. Sometimes, it’s harder to find a sense of identity.

After getting acquainted with them, I found that they were actually quite cute. They were no longer the simple and cold lines in the history books. The original noise turned into liveliness. I liked this kind of cute liveliness.

"Are you sure you are asking for help and not causing trouble?" Li Shimin teased while eating cold melon balls. "If you dig cattail root in the depth of winter, you are the only one who can think of it. If it doesn't taste good, I will throw you into the Taiye Pond and dig out the lotus root. Have a good experience of what it means to be bitten by ice. Or you can also lie down. Bingqiu carp, see if the ice will suddenly dissolve itself and the two carps will jump out?"

Nowadays, there are out-of-season vegetables grown by Sun Simiao, so why bother digging cattail roots for freshness? Shuzi always thought of something and told everyone in different ways, but his playboy nature remained unchanged. Why should we worry about the world's worries first and rejoice after the world's happiness? Disciples do not have to be inferior to their teachers, and teachers do not need to be better than their disciples. There is a hierarchy of knowledge and expertise, which he uses to fool others into doing things. It has nothing to do with his own style of doing things.

"Brother, I brought back a very large flounder from Jinyang Sea this time, so you don't have to go to the ice to beg for carps." Li Yuanying sat back next to Li Shimin and smiled mischievously. "Brother, I can give one to someone to express my gratitude. I would like to ask Zi Yan, who played the flute, that I once learned to dance for a long time. Why should I die if I can compare with my eyes? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals."

Look up at the secluded rock and look forward to it, caress the osmanthus branches and contemplate. Why should I go alone when I meet a thousand-year-old man like this? The poems Xu Hui wrote when she was eight years old, whether she wrote them herself or was ghostwritten by others, her reputation spread anyway... According to the arrogant character of the literati of this era, she should have written them, but did she Aye help? If the ax is corrected, there is no way to know. It is normal for literati to have their parents and uncles help correct poems and articles, so there is no need to make a fuss. If it weren't for the preface to Prince Teng's pavilion written by a senior student who accompanied the students, and the poem about the falling clouds and the solitary owl flying together, and the autumn water sharing the same color as the sky, would be as dazzling as a meteor shower and difficult to cover up, and the person who passed on the literary name would still be It will also be the good son-in-law of Governor Yan, Bachelor Meng.

In the Tang Dynasty, those who could become the top poets were not just ordinary people with only one brush. Instead, they had to have several brushes to reach the top. From the memory of a close friend in the sea, the world is as close as a neighbor; to the leisurely cloud pool, the shadows are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns; from being old and strong, I would rather move my heart with a white head? Being poor but getting stronger, I have the ambition not to fall into the clouds; I go to Qinguan to sing early in the morning to celebrate the safety of my son; I sing in the Qi border to know the gathering of people; it deeply proves what it means to be a true genius, and he should be immortal!

Fifty-year-old Lao Du even said directly to the group of people who love the ancient relics: Today's people sneer at the spread of talent, but they don't realize that the predecessors are afraid of the younger generations. Er Cao's body and name are both destroyed, and the eternal flow of rivers will not be wasted.

"How can I die if I can become a mandarin duck? I am willing to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals?" Li Shimin's eyes narrowed slightly. The younger brother seemed to have misunderstood the mandarin duck... He really wanted to send the flounder, but not to Xu Hui, but to Zhaoling. , Send it to the Guanyin Monument... Why bother to ask from far away under the forest? It is famous for being outstanding and romantic, so my Guanyin Monument can be worthy of being called an immortal. "You're such a bastard that you can talk useless nonsense, but you don't want to be a mandarin duck. Who told you that mandarin ducks are loyal to each other? It's just that they look roughly the same, no different, and it's just misleading. Tang Maoyue, that boring person, once Once you mark a mandarin duck, the female mandarin duck you choose the next year will no longer be the same one.”

In fact, it's not boring, it's just to make a certain lady no longer believe in the saying that two mandarin ducks will die. When Tang Jian was young, he was really unruly and unrestrained, not someone else's casual criticism and accusation.

"Tang Fu... is really a talent!" Li Yuanying exhaled a long breath and sighed softly. Someone knew about the marking of the mandarin ducks, but it was not said by Mr. Tang, nor by that elder Li Jing, but by a certain disrespectful Aye. Aye once served in the Imperial Guard with Tang Fu's father. Their relationship was unusually deep, and he knew things in unusual detail.

Li Yuanqing and Li Yuanxiao sat aside in silence, eating melon, snacks and seeds in silence. Li Yuanxiao's silence was filled with emotion.

A trace of depression and decline: I have watched Aye hold his younger brother since he was a child, and listened to Aniang whispering about those past events... They not only complained secretly, but also did certain things, but both Aye and his younger brother were strong. , survived strongly... A certain person escaped from the lotus pond because he left the fiefdom early.

Although the younger brother is favored and faces more dangers,... I still want to be taught and raised by Aye personally. If he hadn't...we can't think about it anymore. If others knew about X's thoughts, they would not hesitate to let X go see Aye without the need for the second brother to take action.

"Oh?" Li Yuanli was very interested in halibut. Guan Zhong once said: In the ancient times, the Zen... The east sea is for the flat fish, and the west sea is for the birds with wings. Then there are five out of ten things that will catch you. Wen Xin Tuo Long also said: However, the west is the sole, the east is the plaice, the south is the grass and the north is the millet. Empty talk is not a battle, it is just virtue. There is also a saying about flounder and flounder. The flounder is a winged bird and the fish is an auspicious omen! Looking at Li Yuanying eagerly, he asked softly with excitement and expectation: "Brother, are you sure it is really a flatfish? The size you said is very large, how does it compare with the King Tuna?"

"Peony, here comes the fish, my brothers, please appreciate it. What is halibut?" Li Yuanying looked at the pretty maid standing not far away, patted her palms gently, and ordered very eloquently.

Li Yuanjia and Li Yuanbao raised their hands to cover their faces and said in unison: "Second brother, I don't know him!"

When will my younger brother's exaggerated behavior change? It's not like we haven't seen the flounder we caught. Although it can't be said to be small, it can't be described as super large... We still need to have some face, unlike a certain fisherman who never knows what face is!

Li Yuanying: "..."

Why didn't a certain person throw these two people into the sea to wake up? Brother Fifteen is just fine. His brain is probably as big as a flounder. Brother Eleven doesn’t even believe in a certain... Wait, I seem to have forgotten that they didn’t see the last boat of fish. I wonder if they will. Getting angry and punching someone?

I really forgot, not on purpose!

He grabbed Li Erfeng's sleeve and said pitifully: "Brother, you must protect me!"

Li Shimin: "..."