Chapter 619 Reality or dream? (first update)

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As soon as these words came out, the imperial study fell into a strange silence.

"Dad!" Zhao Fujin's face instantly turned red and his eyes were so embarrassed that he could no longer open his eyes. He threw the jade chopsticks on the table and ran out of the hall.

Gao Zhang on the side gave the answer with a serious expression.

"Master's beloved daughter is innocent, lively and lovely, and knows how to be considerate of Master, filial and courteous. She is indeed an empress whose virtues are a model for girls in the world."

Zhao Ji saw his beloved daughter's little daughter's attitude. At this moment, he was drinking too much. Zhao Ji, an official who was having a lot of fun in his heart, finally regained his consciousness.

Rubbing his brows and looking at his disciple beside him, Zhao Ji couldn't help but blurt out.

"It's a pity that the regulations of our court are limited, otherwise I really hope that our master and apprentice can get married."

Gao Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Nima, I was shocked.

I have already told you in my letter that I like a young lady with long legs.

As a result, you behaved like this drunken madness in front of me. If you don't wake up in time, I'm afraid our master-disciple relationship will be a bit dangerous.

"Master, you don't have to have such thoughts. The disciple and the master are like father and son. Although they are not connected by blood, the disciple and the master have a close connection..."

Master, there is no need for you to worry about such formal things. If you really want me to call you daddy.

Give me the position under your butt, so I can find a godfather.

Gao Zhang was complaining in his heart, but on the surface he continued to sincerely comfort the faint master in front of him who was obviously too drunk.

Zhao Fujin, who had run out for a while, covered his hot pretty face with a look of astonishment on his face. Why did he run away?

He obviously likes brother Xiao Gao so much, so what's going on if he runs away like this?

However, Zhao Fujin was not so shameless to go back to the imperial study room.

I could only walk in confusion in my mind, heading towards the direction of my dormitory. All I could think about was.

If brother Xiaogao couldn't withstand his father's pressure and really agreed, would he really be willing to spend his whole life unable to display his talents and be depressed for the rest of his life?

Moreover, dad had said before that brother Xiao Gao had made a life-long commitment to the Fang woman for the sake of the overall situation of Jiangnan.

Then would Brother Gao not like it if he appeared like this...

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In the end, Gao Zhang watched helplessly as Master Zhao Ji slumped behind the desk with a silly smile on his face, but his hand was still holding his hand tightly.

"Xiao Gao, our master and disciple will definitely be more famous than Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya... We have the same affection as father and son..."

"Yes, yes... everything you said is right, Master."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master, you didn't drink too much, and I think you are very sober. Master, those are the socks you just took off, not the silk handkerchief you used to wipe your mouth..."

"Yang Jian, hurry up and call someone to help. If this disciple doesn't leave, he will have to continue to listen to your teachings..."

"...Master, can you let go? If we don't hold hands, the disciples can still listen to your teachings."

Gao Zhang was foaming at the corners of his mouth and covered in sweat. With a dark look on his face, he looked at this alcoholic madman who was holding on to his hand and unwilling to let go.

I wanted to give him two big dicks, but I also felt that it would hurt the deep master-disciple relationship between Mi Li and Tiaoyou.

But if he continues to stay like this, will he be unable to sleep with an alcoholic lunatic?

Yang Jian on the side was trembling all over, and he didn't know whether it was because he was suppressing laughter or because he was suffering from epilepsy.

Fortunately, in the end, with the collective action of several eunuchs, the faint king was finally put down on the couch.

Gao Zhang finally broke free from his master's grasp and waved his hand speechlessly.

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Yang Jian locked Gao Zhanggong at the door of the imperial study room, and finally couldn't help asking the doubts he had been holding in his heart for a long time.

"Master Zhuangyuan, how did you come up with that five-character quatrain just now?

This is the first time in our family's life that two people can write exactly the same poems at such a long age. "

Gao Zhang turned his head and looked at the master who had turned into a puddle of mud and was sleeping on the couch. Then he smiled at Yang Jian, raised his hand and pointed at his heart.

"Just use your heart."

Looking at Gao Zhang, who was walking towards the palace gate with long strides, Yang Jian still recalled that Gao Zhang and the officials wrote Xuan Bai together.

Writing that exact five-character quatrain, that scene can only be described with a miracle.

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In his sleep, the official Zhao Ji felt as if he was walking in the clouds and saw countless pavilions and pavilions shrouded in fairy clouds.

There are also those unknown immortal beasts wandering in the fairy clouds.

He also met goddesses and fairy boys. When these people saw him, they all bowed to the ground respectfully and devoutly, saying that the immortals were above them.

And he, holding Xiao Gao's hand, led him to walk in this fairyland of Yuyu Qionglou.

The two masters and apprentices walked and chatted. From time to time, when they got interested, they would raise their hands to wave.

A goddess came gracefully and put down the writing desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Zhao Ji and his beloved disciple Xiao Gao were writing some splashes of ink, chanting to the wind and the moon, or giving directions to the country. It was so joyful.

Zhao Ji and his disciple Gao Zhang had stayed in this happy fairyland for who knows how long. Zhao Ji, who still felt that he was not happy enough, saw a goddess coming not far away, it was his beloved daughter Zhao Fujin.

Seeing his beloved daughter's bright eyes falling affectionately on his beloved disciple, Zhao Ji felt blessed and smiled at Gao Zhang and asked.

"Xiao Gao, would you like to become a close friend of Qin and Jin with your master's beloved daughter, and you and I will get married?"

He saw Gao Zhang prostrate himself in Xianxia without hesitation, and loudly replied to him with a face filled with endless joy.

"The relationship between my disciple and my master is like that of a father and son. If I could marry my beloved daughter, wouldn't I be able to be in love with him every day and receive my master's teachings at all times?"

How could my son-in-law not obey such a beautiful thing? My father-in-law is here. Please pay my respects to my son-in-law. "

"But if this happens, you will no longer be able to dominate the world and display your talents and knowledge to benefit the people..."

"The sun and the moon can tell how a disciple feels about his master. As long as it is what the master wants, how can the disciple not follow it?"

"Even if the master asked the disciple to take out his heart and soul at this moment to see if he was sincere, the disciple would definitely frown..."

While he was talking, he saw his handsome and graceful disciple Gao Zhang. He raised his hand and summoned a sword filled with cold light out of thin air, about to thrust it into his heart.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but change his face. He quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed his beloved disciple's hand tightly. It seemed that his skin was a little rough...

But at this moment, Zhao Ji no longer cared about so much, and quickly persuaded him gently.

"Stop! You child, how can I not know your thoughts? Just relax, even if you marry my beloved daughter, I will definitely help you rule the court and run the world."

"Let the good story of you and my master and apprentice knowing each other and staying together be spread throughout the ages..."

At this moment, under the flickering lights of the imperial study room, Yang Jian looked extremely frightened, staring blankly at his hand being grabbed tightly by the official.

However, the official who had his eyes tightly closed kept mumbling the name of the Number One Scholar, either his beloved disciple or Xiao Gao...

(End of chapter)