"This is not a profession, this is a test question!"

At night, in Chen Guang's room, looking at the so-called scriptures in his skin, Feng Changqing held a stack of vacant scriptures and said to Chen Guang.

"This was sent by Gao Gong, and it seems that the box of pearls and jade was not given for free!"

Feng Changqing said happily, to be honest, he was not very worried about Chen Guang's participation in the Jinshi exam, about policy and poetry, but instead worried about the most basic scriptures.

This sutra is a fill-in-the-blank question. It should be the easiest, but the Five Sutras of Chen Guang were not understood once, and he didn't have time to memorize it by rote. Originally, Feng Changqing planned to help Chen Guang make a copy, but now it seems that there is no need.

"Brother Feng, are you sure these are all test questions?"

“That’s natural.”

After Feng Changqing read the stack of scriptures, he said to Chen Guang, "Chen Lang, you can memorize the title of this scripture these days. When someone is more familiar with Du Zimei, he will ask him to catch a knife and write a poem for you."

Now that there are all questions, Feng Changqing thinks that if Chen Guang still fails to pass the exam, there will be a problem.

"Brother Du is honest, will he do this..."

Chen Guang felt that if he was a poet, he would look down on his behavior of catching swords and writing, so he was a little hesitant.

"And sober, Du Zimei is not a corrupt scholar. He originally planned to go to various powerful and powerful residences to submit papers. How could he have a grudge because of such a trivial matter? Don't you see what Li Taibai wrote, "How can he bow his eyebrows and serve the powerful and powerful, so that I can't be happy." If the saint summoned him to the court as an official, do you see if he comes."

Feng Changqing ignored Chen Guang's plan to recruit Li Taibai. In his opinion, if Li Taibai had not been treated like a good person with good wine and meat everywhere, he would have lived such a chic life.

When this guy arrived in Anxi, he asked him to go to the desert to eat sand for a few days, and all the diseases were cured!

Feng Changqing felt that Li Taibai was not unavailable, but this guy was very ambitious and talented, and writing poetry was unparalleled. As for being an official and doing things, it was a mess. Before using it, you needed to train a good person.

"Brother Feng said, then I won't have to study these few days?"

"You think beautiful, Du Zimei's top talent is still studying hard every day. How can you relax Chen Lang?"

Feng Changqing glanced at Shen Guang, then threw the stack of scriptures in front of him and said, "Remember these first."

Chen Guang knew that Feng Changqing was doing his own good, so he could only continue reading at night. Feng Changqing nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and then pushed the door and left.

...

Li Linfu sat cross-legged and looked at Ji Wen who was lying on the ground in front of him. He was not happy or angry on his face, "Are you saying that the prince left the East Palace and went to Yichunyuan?"

"The prince brought a bag when he left, but he left with nothing."

"Do you know what's inside?"

"I don't know."

Hearing Ji Wen's answer, Li Linfu narrowed his eyes again. During this period, he was in charge of the pilgrimage meeting that was about to be held, and he temporarily suppressed his mind to deal with the prince, but he still asked Ji Wen and Luo Xishi to stare at the East Palace and Shen Guang.

"You go and have a rest."

Li Linfu spoke, the prince left the Eastern Palace without permission and had contact with Shen Guang. If it were a month ago, he would have been fooled, but now he has calmed down for so long, but he has thought it through clearly that the saint is now going to protect the prince.

Without the saint's approval, will the prince dare to leave the Eastern Palace? The saint is testing himself and warning himself!

When Ji Wen left, Li Linfu suddenly seemed to be aged in his teens, with a dusk full of breath. Even if he was willing to bow to the prince, would the saint agree? Will the prince accept it?

When Li Linfu thought that the prince ascended the throne in the future, the Li family was afraid that the fate would be worrying. He was already old and had a few years to live. Now he was worried about only his funeral.

"Forget it, I can only take one step at a time."

Li Linfu has always been looking around and has far-reaching plans, but now the saint is no longer favored, but it makes him feel like he is struggling. Who said that the saint is old and stupid? The saint is still the saint who was able to kill Wei and force peace back then?

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, do you really want to give me a way out of the Li family!"

With a long sigh, Li Linfu stood up with difficulty, and his always straight back was a little hunched. He knew that he could be unique and relied on the favor of the saint. Was he fighting over Li Shizhi and Wei Jian? No, it was the saint who wanted them to die!

But everyone in the world thought they were treacherous ministers and powerful ministers! Li Linfu was angry, but this anger was fleeting. From the time he entered the officialdom and decided to climb to the current position, he knew that he would come back sooner or later this day.

...

In the Ming Palace, Li Longji looked at his son and heard that he had given the Jinshi exam questions to Shen Guang. Fang nodded and said, "It's done well. In a few days, when the envoys of various countries pay homage, Sanlang and Li Xiang will take this opportunity to reconcile!"

While speaking, Li Longji gave Li Linfu the memorial of retiring and returning home to his son. At present, the Tang Dynasty still needs Li Linfu, so he would not allow Li Linfu to retire.

Li Heng took the memorial and his hands were trembling. When he finished reading the memorial that was so deep that he was speechless, he could not connect with Li Linfu, who was almost breathless.

"Li Linfu is old, how many years can he live? You are the prince, so you should be more open-minded."

Li Longji asked his son to reconcile Li Linfu, but he just wanted to abide Li Linfu's heart so that Li Linfu could continue to do his best. Who in the court has no selfish intentions and who is clean, but how many people can do things well? At least Li Longji has not found a better prime minister than Li Linfu.

"My sons listen to Aye."

Li Heng put down the memorial in his hand. He knew that Li Linfu was no longer a problem and he should not be afraid of this Li Xiang. As long as he did not fight or rob, no one could touch him.

"You have grown up. I have come to the palace to accompany Aye [District 8 www.yeyin8.com] these days. Let's go to the polo court to play basketball the next day."

Li Longji was very satisfied with his son's answer. Gao Xianzhi in Xiaobolu was enough to be destroyed. Although the stone castle was a tough and hard bone, he believed that Wang Zhongsi would not disappoint him.

"Okay, Aye, my son hasn't played basketball for a long time, I'm afraid he'll get unfamiliar and will drag Aye down."

"You guys are getting more and more able to speak."

Gao Lishi beside him looked at the happy saint and the prince, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The saint was still thinking about some affection, and Li Linfu's appearance was saved.

"By the way, Aye, when I went to Yichunyuan today, I saw those servants in Cuju, but the rules were very unusual. After asking, I found out that Shen Lang thought of it. Later, when I was chatting with Shen Lang, I also heard him talk about the rules of Cuju. My son thought it could be used as a pastime and was no worse than polo."

Li Longji is fun and is a good player in polo when he was young. However, now he is old this year and is no longer suitable for such intense sports. Now that he hears the intense playing of Cuju, he becomes interested immediately.

"Chen Lang said that he was in the Cuju venue in Anxi, thirty-three meters long and eighteen meters wide. He set up wide gates at both ends, and each team had eleven people. In addition to guarding the goalkeeper, he was divided into defenders, middle bases, and forwards, just like two armies fighting against each other."

Li Heng immediately talked about the way to play Cuju. According to Chen Lang's words, according to the size of the venue, the three Cuju people could be played by five people. Later, he also got out of the field to play Cuju, which was against the five. It was really interesting.
Chapter completed!