Li Erfeng was not only a good brother of Tang Dynasty, but also a good brother of flower gardening. Fang Xuanling is much more considerate than Wei Zheng. It's not that Wei Zheng is not capable of doing things, but that if he thinks he can do something, he will do it directly and inform the political affairs hall after the preliminary results are obtained. He will not think about trying to get along with him. Zhengshitang said first and asked Zhengshitang to hand over the documents.
To be honest, if Wei Zheng hadn't been so powerful and Li Erfeng was so fond of talents, Wei Zheng would have been in trouble long ago. He would probably have ended up worse than Big Beard Su... Li Yuanying silently complained about the cute old man Wei, Of course, if anyone dares to hack Lao Wei, he will definitely give him a surprise package first.
"Mr. Xuanling, you are the angel sent to me by God Haotian!" Li Yuanying threw the wine bottle away and gave Fang Xuanling a warm hug. Although I hated those work processes when I was in school, it cannot be denied that processes are a necessary process for sorting out things.
After all, talents like Wei Zheng, Tang Jian, Du Siliang and Xiao Shiyi, whose strength can overwhelm all processes, are rare to find. Brother Chunfeng is an example of not following the procedures. The road has already strayed to his grandma's house... Should we drag him back and install some offshore wind power generation devices in Hangzhou Bay?
Li Jing watched the excitement with great interest. There were many angels around King Teng, all of them were sent by God Haotian, except for Cheng Zhijie, who was the half-brother given to King Teng by God Haotian.
"Prince Teng...Prince Teng, I can't bear it, I just...I just did my duty." Fang Xuanling said at a loss. The veteran hand with nowhere to put fully showed his panic at this time. . "It doesn't have to be like this, really...it really doesn't have to be like this!"
Li Yuanying hugged Fang Xuanling for five seconds before letting go. He also helped Fang Xuanling straighten his clothes obediently, and said with a smile as bright as a spring flower: "Fu Xuanling..."
The title is a bit fairy-tale, forget it, they themselves also like things that talk about gods and gods anyway. Among the Twenty-Four Histories, the one that is least like official history and full of fantasy is the Book of Jin, and the Book of Jin is supervised by Fang Xuanling and others. From Chu Suiliang...the rest of the people are not important, "My brother once said that although there are many capable people, it will be difficult for someone as talented as you to emerge in hundreds of years. "
The man who poured two glasses of wine put it into the hands of Fang Xuanling and Li Jing, and said with great admiration: "You and Yaoshigong are the two great talents in the world. The greatest talents among great talents, others only have high mountains to look up to." It’s time to stop.”
The only people who can compare with Fang Xuanling and Li Jing are Xiao He and Han Xin, but Fang Xuanling does not have to stigmatize himself, and Li Jing also has a good death. The two of them are luckier than Xiao He and Han Xin. As for Fang Xuanling being tricked out of Li Erfeng's temple by her son, that is another drama about serious fights.
Another way to say that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes is: the dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of whom is different, and the phoenix raises nine chicks, each of which leads the way. The real reason why a tiger father is a dog son is that when people treat their children, there is no way to give them the law of the jungle as resolutely as animals.
The so-called beloved son of parents has far-reaching plans and is more about helping to pave the way. Otherwise, in the late Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties, there would not have been the first generation of moral capable people, the second generation of capable people, and the third generation. Man, fourth generation anthropomorphic situation.
It is also normal for the next generation to be rich for no more than three generations. Not to mention wealthy families, even the inheritance of a scholarly family is not much easier. If you like to play rock and roll and make movies, that is considered normal... Old Master Meng said: Born in sorrow and died in happiness.
Unfortunately, the only lesson humans learn from history is: humans never learn lessons.
Li Jing couldn't stand it any longer, so he touched Fang Xuanling's wine glass and reminded him in a friendly manner: "Xuanling, don't believe Prince Teng's sweet words. I don't know how many young ladies he has coaxed over the years, but none of them A beautiful woman can enter the palace and become a kabuki actress, let alone a concubine."
King Teng and King Guo are exactly two extremes. They are so weird that one can look up at the sky in silence. Can't they be more normal like King Xu and King Han...
"My lord, have you missed my handsome and miserable face?"
The narcissistic voice interrupted Li Jing's thoughts... In fact, Prince Teng was not bad, at least much more normal than Gongsun Bai's apprentice. His requirements were... a little bit high.
Gongsun Bai, who had been silent and drinking and watching the show, choked on a sip of wine and felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to send someone away with a sword.
Rebellious disciple, but when he saw Du Che behind Xiao Shiyi, he silently squeezed away the sword energy and hypnotized himself: I found the disciple by myself, I found the disciple by myself, I found the disciple by myself!
"Your Majesty, Xiao Eleven is a little irritated, you don't need to pay attention to him." Du Che rubbed his face and sat next to Gongsun Bai, and asked in confusion after drinking a glass of wine. "Master, why are you like a gourd with its mouth cut off? Normally you would have sent Xiao Shiyi away thousands of miles away with a burst of sword energy."
He casually stretched out three fingers and put them on Gongsun Bai's wrist... Gongsun Bai wanted to hide but couldn't. Du Che frowned slightly, but there was nothing wrong with his pulse, "Don't worry, I'll help you with a hexagram."
He let go of Gongsun Bai's wrist and prepared to take the tortoise shell and copper coins from his sleeve... Gongsun Bai's hand directly stopped Du Che's movement, and he gritted his back teeth and said with a smile: "The reason why I didn't send him away, I just don’t want to see you making a hexagram. There’s nothing wrong with my health, so I really don’t need to trouble you.”
He was really afraid of being sent away by Du Siyi Gua. The recent calm situation made him feel more and more unsettled. Maybe he should go back to Chang'an and ask Crazy Yuan for help in deducing.
"Hahaha...hahaha..." Li Yuanying laughed without any image and fell on the low couch, patting the soft pillow wildly. Other people's apprentices are like a mouse meeting a cat when they see their master, and their apprentice is like a mouse meeting a cat, but it's just Jerry meeting Tom.
Every time something bad happens, it's poor old Tom.
Li Jing had seen masters and apprentices fight against each other too many times, and he had already established a stable group. He also asked the maid behind him to fetch more cold melons. Of course you have to eat melon while watching the theater, and the more the better.
"What...what is going on?" Fang Xuanling and Gongsun Bai are relatively familiar with each other, and they are not completely unfamiliar with Du Che and Xiao Ruoyuan. It's just that when they were in Hidden Sword Garden, they...were a little different, but not so much. Be different.
"Calm down, calm down." Li Jing picked up a piece of boneless duck paw and placed it on the white porcelain lotus plate in front of Fang Xuanling, Yun Danfeng said with a gentle smile. "Their master-disciple relationship is good, but the way of expressing it is different from ours. You will understand in a few days."
Originally, they were more restrained, not much different from those in the Hidden Sword Garden, but Prince Teng took the lead in making a fuss, and then, the painting style naturally became more and more crooked.
Fang Xuanling: "..."
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