Li Zhi was very happy in his heart, and he didn't want to show it on his face, so he wanted to pretend calmly.

Then he said calmly: "You said that my words are just right, which means there is no obvious characteristic, right?"

Li Zhi's intuition is correct, but Pei Fanxian certainly cannot answer according to his routine.

"Sage, beauty is the best characteristic, just like a great roc in the sky, with a pair of wings, and people on the ground have a pair of hands and feet. Evenness means beauty."

"The words of the saint are very uniform, even means beauty, and beauty is enough!"

A series of flattery is about ups and downs and downs, and Li Zhi has been ascending the throne for decades and has heard of countless flatteries.

But it is rare to say that flattery is so intertwined and simple and direct.

Li Zhi was instantly moved.

He stood up suddenly and picked up the pen again.

"Fan Xian, you said so well!"

"I want to give you a calligraphy to specifically talk about your advantages!"

"What are your advantages?"

Li Zhi raised his eyes and looked at it carefully. Only then did he realize that he had no idea about the boy in front of him.

Fan Xian hurriedly said, "The saint's cleverness is clear, Fan Xian is just a commoner, so how can he deserve the praise of the saint?"

Li Zhi had already stained the ink and put the brush in the air. Fan Xian said again: "The sage has always been polite to his subordinates. For many years, he has been listed as a noble family and has been diligent in serving as a Tang Dynasty and a sage."

"If the saint wants to give them words, you might as well write a few for them."

When Li Zhi thought about it again, he made sense and wrote it as soon as he picked up his pen.

Pei Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Although the emperor's appreciation is good, it would be better to give up the superficial skill of giving the word "六".

I can't exchange money, so I can only put it at home, and I have to find a high-sounding place to pay for it.

In a moment, Li Zhi wrote a picture.

Flooding source, waiting for boats.

This is written for Dai Zhide.

In a moment, another picture was found.

Gui Qiwo, Qing Dancheng.

This is for Li Jingxuan.

Pei Fanxian was surprised to find that he could actually follow these poems written by Li Zhi!

This is……

He remembered something.

According to historical records, Li Zhi was a maniac who often had a skill. During the Xianheng period, several important officials came back from the Political Affairs Hall to discuss politics and went to Zichen Hall to meet him.

The sun was so bright that the ministers were happy and looked happy. Li Zhi suddenly became excited and called several close ministers to him.

According to the characteristics of each of them, a few words were written and distributed to everyone.

Pei Fanxian remembers that those who were lucky enough to get the gift of the words were Dai Zhide, Li Jingxuan, and even Hao Chujun and others!

Looking at Li Zhi's side, the brush had already landed on a new piece of paper. Pei Yan, who was hit hard, gradually recovered his vitality.

Seeing that Li Zhi had not finished writing for a long time, he came to the table and grind the ink for him, and at the same time he felt a sense of existence.

Li Zhiben wanted to write another picture for Cui Zhiti, but he couldn't remember the appropriate words for a moment.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Pei Yan performing hard in front of me, which made me laugh.

"Pei Qing..."

"Sage, I am here!" Pei Yan's eyes were filled with little stars.

It's so terrible that it's hard to look directly at.

"I haven't thought about your words yet."

Pei Yan: "..."

When Li Zhi finished writing everything, it was indeed exactly the same as the historical records.

An interesting story of the monarch and ministers that actually happened in history actually happened under the promotion of Pei Fanxian.

Pei Fanxian felt that he pretended to be a big X inadvertently, and he was so proud.

When pretending to be X, only you are secretly happy will never reach that level of supreme level. Pretending to be X means that everyone can see that you are so awesome.

Li Zhi picked up his own words and read them with relish. This is another low-key costume. Pei Fanxian felt that he and Li Zhi could resonate with each other in this regard.

Brain waves are connected.

"I don't know which minister these words of the saint are to be given to?" Fan Xian spoke, smiling enthusiastically.

Li Zhi also felt good, so he smiled and said, "I heard from the prince that you, a young man, are very capable."

"Why don't you guess."

Pei Fan first spread out a few words and pretended to be thoughtful.

After a moment, he pointed at a picture with a deep impression and said, "This picture is for the Secretariat Dai Zhide."

Li Zhi took a breath.

He pointed to another picture: "This picture was also for the Secretariat of the Secretariat, but it was not Dai Zhide, but Cui Zhiti."

Li Zhi took another sip.

"And this one..."

"This one..."

Everyone is right, it's so amazing!

Li Zhi quickly stopped him, otherwise he should have sucked him.

He said to Pei Fanxian excitedly: "How did you see it?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly and said without a trace: "Of course, it is because the words written by the saint are exactly in line with the personality of every minister, and it is really appropriate."

"As soon as the students saw these words, the images of the ministers immediately appeared before their eyes and blurted out unconsciously."

Li Zhi laughed loudly, feeling that Pei Fanxian was extremely cute.

It seems that cuteness is not suitable for a young man, but it is quite common to use Pei Fanxian at this moment.

While clever and clever, he also exudes a funny atmosphere.

Li Zhi didn't hate it. He called Defu over and told him to send the inscription to every household according to what Pei Fanxian said.

Pei Fanxian's smug look made Pei Yan's bones creak with hatred.

The young man in front had already strode out of the hall, and Pei Yan followed behind, following along.

Dai Zhide.

Hao Chujun.

Lee Jingxuan!

With so many people, the sick girl said everything right in one breath!

Is it true that there is luck in the dog?

I heard that Master Zhang from Jingyunguan is particularly effective, and it can be fulfilled whether it is to protect people's safety or help people make money.

Pei Yan used to be disdainful of these secret techniques of Qimen.

But now, facing Pei Fanxian's wave after wave of luck in the face of Pei Fanxian, he also tried his best and wanted to try it.

The moonlight is full of the imperial capital, and the fragrant car is covered with treasures and the thoroughfare is...

Under the white imperial steps, from a distance, the palace groups of Daming Palace are like mountains with undulating mountains.

Pei Fanxian stared at the palace complex one after another, feeling a lot of emotion.

The Daming Palace, the Imperial City, the Fangcheng, and even the entire Chang'an City seemed to be a scroll, slowly unfolding in front of his eyes.

Mountains, rivers, plants, palaces and pavilions are still, but the characters are so vivid.

At some point, Old Pie Pei actually came over with his steps softly and no sound at all.

"Fan Xian, how did you see who the saints were given to?"

Pei Yan is scheming and calculating, so he won’t believe that Pei Fanxian will see it at a glance.

The sick son had never been in the court for a long time. He had never seen several close ministers around the saint. How did he know the temperament and characteristics of the close ministers?

Pei Fan turned to him first, endured his disgust, and pretended to be profound: "Uncle, this matter is a secret that cannot be revealed. If I tell you, you must not spread it."

Pei Yan took a few steps closer: "Uncle, you know that you have other ways, talk about it quickly."

Pei Fanxian pointed his finger at the sky and said in a divine way: "I have to thank our ancestors!"
To be continued...