Xia Zhiyue, who was neglected to socialize, did not like such recommendations, but was named to let her meet someone, but she still came forward with a guqin in her arms and said with a smile: The little girl heard that Ouyang Xueshi had accepted a newly-deserved apprentice, is it him?
He had an impression of Xu Yunmu, but he was not very good. Young Master Chang seemed to be as gloomy as his appearance, and his heart was much gloomy. He had a cynical face all day long. However, when he saw a peerless beauty like Xia Zhiyue, a trace of incapable strangeness flashed in his eyes. In this kind of restrained environment, he secretly looked at her face.
Jushi Ouyang did not notice his disciple's abnormality. On the contrary, he was very interested in acting as the recommender and stretched out his old hand and said proudly: This is the person. Although my beloved disciple is poor, he has ambition. He is not as rich as some people since childhood. He has a good father who takes care of him and can pave the way for his playboy son. However, in terms of academic ambition, I still look forward to my disciple.
Mr. Xu, who was sitting on the side, was sitting at home for no reason. The pot came from the sky. The old man was deliberately sarcastic and sarcastic. Isn’t it just a satirical mockery of him?
Xia Zhiyue also noticed that the smile of Master Xu was forced to smile, and she couldn't hold her face. Bingxue's smart one didn't accept the topic of his, but she said beautifully: The little girl always believed that knowledge is not based on her background, and Jushi Ouyang was too joking.
Xu Yunmu, hiding in the crowd, gritted his teeth and said that the old man was embarrassed by him last time. This time, he actually mocked the father and son both at the old tutor.
But Pity, Master Ouyang, was reclusive all his life, and it was really rare to meet someone who was tempted by the temper. He loved Ruo Zhenbao even more: I am just like this. I hate that my disciple has knowledge, but I just don’t have a good helper. It’s a pity.
Xu Yunmu shouted in his heart: It’s a pity for a failed scholar to come to your mouth, but he still blames the world?
Mr. Xu thought that there was something else tonight, and he really had no intention of competing with this strange old man. When he saw Xu Yunmu, the father and son knew each other very well, he ignored each other and just thought that he had not seen it.
Mr. Ouyang had already planned to get a job for his beloved disciple tonight. He was so happy that he was almost drinking two taels of wine. He rubbed his hands excitedly and said: Old Xu Ah, why don’t you speak?
Taifu Xu sat among the crowd, pretending to be an old pedantic who was flipping through books and sorting out the world, and said: It’s just a wordless thing.
Mr. Ouyang laughed and said: Old man, just say a few words, don’t take it to heart. At worst, you can make you happy tonight.
Mr. Xu still looked calm and smiled and said: Then thank Brother Ouyang.
Mr. Ouyang stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said proudly: Don’t you know where the main owner is?
Xu Taifu sat upright and said: In front of the portrait of the emperor.
Xia Zhiyue had turned around at some point and secretly pulled Xu Yunmu's sleeve and said: I'll take you to see the emperor.
Xu Yunmu felt relieved after leaving the house and breathed a sigh of relief. At least no one mentioned the four words "Unfortunate Child".
The highest floor above the meritorious official building is nine characters.
The emperor is the emperor of the Nine Five, so the portrait of Emperor Yàn is on the ninth floor.
It is difficult to explain clearly the Meritor's Building during the day, but at night, it is a very clear and gloomy feeling. The wind on the building is cold and there are few people, and the candlelight is like a ghost lamp, which makes people feel scared for no reason. Especially when this Meritor's Building was forged, it was really made of corpses and seas of blood.
Xiao Minglang is on this floor, he is really brave!
When Xu Yunmu saw that there was no one around, he had bad thoughts in his heart when he was going up the stairs. He wanted to take advantage of the fairy sister, but when a cold wind blew past him, he felt creepy and his whole body was so cold that he wanted to tremble. He couldn't stop saying: This place makes people feel strange during the day, and it's even more terrifying at night.
Xia Zhiyue walked upstairs and whispered: Although the atmosphere here is strange, it is much quieter.
Xu Yunmu said coldly: Isn’t he afraid of this Xiao Minglang staying alone on this yin-fury building?
Xia Zhiyue paused to her slender body, looked back and said: His father is Xiao Chengzong, do you think he will be afraid?
Xu Yunmu followed and said: I am amazing, and my son will also enjoy the blessing of majesty.
Xia Zhiyue stood upstairs, lifted her hair with her jade hand and said: You don’t have to envy him. Now the emperor is most afraid of him and suspicious of his father and son. During the day, you say that the emperor is in poor health. In fact, for Xiao Minglang and his son, it is a hidden danger.
Xu Yunmu looked at the mirror and said: "You are so powerful that you can't tolerate him?"
Xia Zhiyue also knew the truth and said softly: So do you see, Xiao Minglang is very good at disguising?
Xu Yunmu came up and stood on the same stairs as her and said: If I were the saint, I would be unable to even sleep well with a war god like Xiao Chengzong on the border.
Xia Zhiyue chuckled and said: So the emperor is the emperor. People can suppress these evil ministers and generals. No matter whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to lie in front of the emperor. This is the real man.
Xu Yunmu asked in a low voice: Did Xiao Minglang come to the capital as a hostage?
Xia Zhiyue was beyond imagination for his intelligence. She nodded and smiled to confirm his thoughts and said: It can also be said that he was in the capital for one day, just as a hostage for one day. When the building was about to collapse, all dangers broke out. At that time, do you think it was a big deal for the two of your brothers to fight?
Xu Yunmu was blown by the wind and shivered, and said: It was indeed high and far. After all, the father and son of the Xiao family were not as good as my father and son. I heard that in the bitter and cold land of Liangzhou, Xiao Chengzong was still injured in his body. His body was most afraid of the cold. The emperor ordered him to guard the pass. He could not disobey this way, and he had difficulties under his reputation.
Xia Zhiyue looked at the bright moon at the entrance of the stairs, and her beautiful eyes seemed to see the place of Liangzhou in the snow and ice. What is Liangzhou?
The bitter and cold place is extinct, and the previous dynasty was used to dispense criminals, and today it is used to resist the front line of foreign enemies. It is often covered with ice and snow, the sun is dim, the glaciers are thousands of miles away, and the smoke from cooking is lonely.
Xu Yunmu followed her eyes and suddenly said: Thinking about the moon, the moon once shined on the ancients.
Calling Xia Zhiyue sounded funny: It seems that your book was not in vain, but what I heard was that because Xiao Chengzong was afraid of the cold, there was a fire crystal stone formed for ten thousand years in the mansion he lived in. As long as this stone is placed next to him, it will have an indescribable effect.
Xu Yunmu suddenly frowned and said: Others are so worried, but the old man Xing Rong is the one who is eating and drinking outside, and is hugging the beautiful woman to spend his days, and is happy like a god. God is really unfair.
Xia Zhiyue shook her head and smiled: This person has a good mentality.
Xu Yunmu looked up along the stairs and saw the entire Wenyuan Pavilion clearly. He had a lot of opinions about Mr. Chang tonight: It is said that Old Man Ouyang’s apprentice is ambitious. I see that this person looks impetuous and still has dark hearts. He always feels that others can get up with relationships. It is not surprising that I can be attracted by a weird person like Old Man Ouyang.
Xia Zhiyue didn't have much impression of this person, so she started to go upstairs with her jade hands on her back and said: I won't mention him anymore. As long as you do your best in the future, you don't have to worry about others.
The tallest ninth floor is full of moonlight and stars, and the cool breeze blowing over is very cold. With the sparse green lights and candlelight, a long and thin figure standing in the open room vaguely saw a slim figure standing in the empty room.
Xu Yunmudang walked into the room first and saw the popular top scholar Xiao Minglang standing in front of the portrait in a coarse cloth dress, motionless, as if it had been a hundred years.
Xia Zhiyue then came in and saw the appearance of the saint again...
Hanging high on the wall is the picture of Emperor Yàn ascends to the dragon, which is the portrait made when he ascends the throne and becomes emperor, and is painted by the painter Tan Daozi.
The Yàn emperor, who was hanging in the portrait, was sitting on a golden chair in the blurred candlelight, wearing a black dragon robe, which was his youthful appearance. His face was very clear in the portrait. When someone approached, he was dizzy when he hit him...
Xu Yunmu walked around Xiao Minglang's figure closer and closer, staring at the portrait of the emperor, his heart was like a surging wave of a sea of ups and downs. He only looked at his face. This person was really a dragon in the legend or in the totem...
He had an impression of Xu Yunmu, but he was not very good. Young Master Chang seemed to be as gloomy as his appearance, and his heart was much gloomy. He had a cynical face all day long. However, when he saw a peerless beauty like Xia Zhiyue, a trace of incapable strangeness flashed in his eyes. In this kind of restrained environment, he secretly looked at her face.
Jushi Ouyang did not notice his disciple's abnormality. On the contrary, he was very interested in acting as the recommender and stretched out his old hand and said proudly: This is the person. Although my beloved disciple is poor, he has ambition. He is not as rich as some people since childhood. He has a good father who takes care of him and can pave the way for his playboy son. However, in terms of academic ambition, I still look forward to my disciple.
Mr. Xu, who was sitting on the side, was sitting at home for no reason. The pot came from the sky. The old man was deliberately sarcastic and sarcastic. Isn’t it just a satirical mockery of him?
Xia Zhiyue also noticed that the smile of Master Xu was forced to smile, and she couldn't hold her face. Bingxue's smart one didn't accept the topic of his, but she said beautifully: The little girl always believed that knowledge is not based on her background, and Jushi Ouyang was too joking.
Xu Yunmu, hiding in the crowd, gritted his teeth and said that the old man was embarrassed by him last time. This time, he actually mocked the father and son both at the old tutor.
But Pity, Master Ouyang, was reclusive all his life, and it was really rare to meet someone who was tempted by the temper. He loved Ruo Zhenbao even more: I am just like this. I hate that my disciple has knowledge, but I just don’t have a good helper. It’s a pity.
Xu Yunmu shouted in his heart: It’s a pity for a failed scholar to come to your mouth, but he still blames the world?
Mr. Xu thought that there was something else tonight, and he really had no intention of competing with this strange old man. When he saw Xu Yunmu, the father and son knew each other very well, he ignored each other and just thought that he had not seen it.
Mr. Ouyang had already planned to get a job for his beloved disciple tonight. He was so happy that he was almost drinking two taels of wine. He rubbed his hands excitedly and said: Old Xu Ah, why don’t you speak?
Taifu Xu sat among the crowd, pretending to be an old pedantic who was flipping through books and sorting out the world, and said: It’s just a wordless thing.
Mr. Ouyang laughed and said: Old man, just say a few words, don’t take it to heart. At worst, you can make you happy tonight.
Mr. Xu still looked calm and smiled and said: Then thank Brother Ouyang.
Mr. Ouyang stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said proudly: Don’t you know where the main owner is?
Xu Taifu sat upright and said: In front of the portrait of the emperor.
Xia Zhiyue had turned around at some point and secretly pulled Xu Yunmu's sleeve and said: I'll take you to see the emperor.
Xu Yunmu felt relieved after leaving the house and breathed a sigh of relief. At least no one mentioned the four words "Unfortunate Child".
The highest floor above the meritorious official building is nine characters.
The emperor is the emperor of the Nine Five, so the portrait of Emperor Yàn is on the ninth floor.
It is difficult to explain clearly the Meritor's Building during the day, but at night, it is a very clear and gloomy feeling. The wind on the building is cold and there are few people, and the candlelight is like a ghost lamp, which makes people feel scared for no reason. Especially when this Meritor's Building was forged, it was really made of corpses and seas of blood.
Xiao Minglang is on this floor, he is really brave!
When Xu Yunmu saw that there was no one around, he had bad thoughts in his heart when he was going up the stairs. He wanted to take advantage of the fairy sister, but when a cold wind blew past him, he felt creepy and his whole body was so cold that he wanted to tremble. He couldn't stop saying: This place makes people feel strange during the day, and it's even more terrifying at night.
Xia Zhiyue walked upstairs and whispered: Although the atmosphere here is strange, it is much quieter.
Xu Yunmu said coldly: Isn’t he afraid of this Xiao Minglang staying alone on this yin-fury building?
Xia Zhiyue paused to her slender body, looked back and said: His father is Xiao Chengzong, do you think he will be afraid?
Xu Yunmu followed and said: I am amazing, and my son will also enjoy the blessing of majesty.
Xia Zhiyue stood upstairs, lifted her hair with her jade hand and said: You don’t have to envy him. Now the emperor is most afraid of him and suspicious of his father and son. During the day, you say that the emperor is in poor health. In fact, for Xiao Minglang and his son, it is a hidden danger.
Xu Yunmu looked at the mirror and said: "You are so powerful that you can't tolerate him?"
Xia Zhiyue also knew the truth and said softly: So do you see, Xiao Minglang is very good at disguising?
Xu Yunmu came up and stood on the same stairs as her and said: If I were the saint, I would be unable to even sleep well with a war god like Xiao Chengzong on the border.
Xia Zhiyue chuckled and said: So the emperor is the emperor. People can suppress these evil ministers and generals. No matter whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to lie in front of the emperor. This is the real man.
Xu Yunmu asked in a low voice: Did Xiao Minglang come to the capital as a hostage?
Xia Zhiyue was beyond imagination for his intelligence. She nodded and smiled to confirm his thoughts and said: It can also be said that he was in the capital for one day, just as a hostage for one day. When the building was about to collapse, all dangers broke out. At that time, do you think it was a big deal for the two of your brothers to fight?
Xu Yunmu was blown by the wind and shivered, and said: It was indeed high and far. After all, the father and son of the Xiao family were not as good as my father and son. I heard that in the bitter and cold land of Liangzhou, Xiao Chengzong was still injured in his body. His body was most afraid of the cold. The emperor ordered him to guard the pass. He could not disobey this way, and he had difficulties under his reputation.
Xia Zhiyue looked at the bright moon at the entrance of the stairs, and her beautiful eyes seemed to see the place of Liangzhou in the snow and ice. What is Liangzhou?
The bitter and cold place is extinct, and the previous dynasty was used to dispense criminals, and today it is used to resist the front line of foreign enemies. It is often covered with ice and snow, the sun is dim, the glaciers are thousands of miles away, and the smoke from cooking is lonely.
Xu Yunmu followed her eyes and suddenly said: Thinking about the moon, the moon once shined on the ancients.
Calling Xia Zhiyue sounded funny: It seems that your book was not in vain, but what I heard was that because Xiao Chengzong was afraid of the cold, there was a fire crystal stone formed for ten thousand years in the mansion he lived in. As long as this stone is placed next to him, it will have an indescribable effect.
Xu Yunmu suddenly frowned and said: Others are so worried, but the old man Xing Rong is the one who is eating and drinking outside, and is hugging the beautiful woman to spend his days, and is happy like a god. God is really unfair.
Xia Zhiyue shook her head and smiled: This person has a good mentality.
Xu Yunmu looked up along the stairs and saw the entire Wenyuan Pavilion clearly. He had a lot of opinions about Mr. Chang tonight: It is said that Old Man Ouyang’s apprentice is ambitious. I see that this person looks impetuous and still has dark hearts. He always feels that others can get up with relationships. It is not surprising that I can be attracted by a weird person like Old Man Ouyang.
Xia Zhiyue didn't have much impression of this person, so she started to go upstairs with her jade hands on her back and said: I won't mention him anymore. As long as you do your best in the future, you don't have to worry about others.
The tallest ninth floor is full of moonlight and stars, and the cool breeze blowing over is very cold. With the sparse green lights and candlelight, a long and thin figure standing in the open room vaguely saw a slim figure standing in the empty room.
Xu Yunmudang walked into the room first and saw the popular top scholar Xiao Minglang standing in front of the portrait in a coarse cloth dress, motionless, as if it had been a hundred years.
Xia Zhiyue then came in and saw the appearance of the saint again...
Hanging high on the wall is the picture of Emperor Yàn ascends to the dragon, which is the portrait made when he ascends the throne and becomes emperor, and is painted by the painter Tan Daozi.
The Yàn emperor, who was hanging in the portrait, was sitting on a golden chair in the blurred candlelight, wearing a black dragon robe, which was his youthful appearance. His face was very clear in the portrait. When someone approached, he was dizzy when he hit him...
Xu Yunmu walked around Xiao Minglang's figure closer and closer, staring at the portrait of the emperor, his heart was like a surging wave of a sea of ups and downs. He only looked at his face. This person was really a dragon in the legend or in the totem...
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