Chapter 155

Damn it, who is he, so who am I?! Luban Li's soul is screaming in anger.

Zhili, who also heard Yang Qian's soothing words, trembled with his hands and missed several notes.

My heart was filled with excitement, and I looked at the serious young master with a resentful expression.

Li Xiuning, Yang Wugou: "..."

Li Shimin was completely confused, his face was getting darker and darker, his hand was covering his heart, and his tone was resentful and complicated.

"Brother Yang, are you sure you are comforting me and not attacking me?"

I just like to prick your heart. Who made you Luban Li?

Yang Qian chuckled, the expression on his face still full of the kindness of his elders.

"Look at you, at such a young age, you have so many complicated thoughts. This is not good."

"I just hope you understand that no one in this world, not even emperors, generals, or even sages, is perfect.

There is no need to compare with anyone, just do what you can do well enough."

The tone is so sincere and the words are so thoughtful.

"It makes sense." Miss Li Xiuning nodded in agreement. Yang Qian was not only good-looking, but also made good sense.

Yang Wugou also looked at Yang Qian with admiration, nodded her cute little head vigorously, and called for her good-looking little brother.

Li Shimin, whose little heart was stabbed bloody, could not refute except blinking.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded again, and the handsome, gentle and elegant Mr. Yang began to use his magnetic voice.

The rigorous "Historical Records" is read aloud with rich emotional charm.

Both cats restrained their sharpness, narrowed their eyes slightly, and basked in the warm early winter sun that slanted in.

Smelling the elegant but not thick fragrance, lazily enjoying the rare auditory feast.

Even Li Shimin couldn't help but be fascinated by it. For the first time, he discovered that the sound of Brother Yang's reading really had a calming effect.

Well, it must be an illusion caused by the sense of ritual, it must be.

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The clear and yet charming sound of reading passed through the window lattice and crossed the courtyard.

It fell into the ears of Mr. Han and Mr. Dou, who were walking with each other outside the house.

After listening to a few words attentively, Mr. Dou, who was gentle and generous, couldn't help but smile.

"Your elder brother is really interesting. He entertains guests by reciting books and playing the piano. Such elegant and interesting things are really rare."

Han was proud in his heart, but naturally he still had to be humble on the outside.

"Alas, this child used to only study poems and books behind closed doors, and had no ears to hear anything in the world.

After experiencing the disasters of this year, I have just gotten better. But I still can’t let go of the book in my hand..."

"It would be a blessing if I could have a child like your uncle."

"Sister, please don't say anything modest. Which of the children in your family is not smart?"

"Smart... so be it." Mrs. Dou couldn't help but feel a little dizzy when she thought of her children with different personalities.

I can't help but envy the old Yang family. They only have one son and one daughter. The well-behaved daughter is already married, and the son is both knowledgeable and intelligent, and he is also smart.

A young man who can leave an impression on the emperor, and also leave a good impression and make the emperor praise him endlessly.

I'm afraid the entire Tang Dynasty doesn't even have five fingers to count. Not to mention Yang Qian's amazing talents.

Among the three poems that have been circulated to this day, which one is not a masterpiece that is enough to make people think about it and praise it endlessly?

Using his talents, his temperament has become increasingly violent, and he is favored by Emperor Yang Guang, who prefers obedience to disobedience.

Not even the younger generation, let alone those of the younger generation, have such abilities, even those who have been in the officialdom for decades.

"Come on, sister, let's not disturb your child's study. You should tell me more interesting things about your elder brother..."

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In the front hall, the familiar sound of the veteran cadre Yang Ning drinking tea sounded again.

Li Yuan also took a sip of the complex tea soup. "Now the court meeting has come to a conclusion, but His Majesty is still hesitant."

"After all, it was Yu Wenshu who made the final decision on the reward for my virtuous brother. Judging from His Majesty's attitude of obeying his words, I'm afraid this is the final decision."

Yang Ning, who swallowed her tea and relaxed her brows, not only did not show the unwillingness on her face as Li Yuan thought.

On the contrary, he seemed a little relieved, which made Li Yuan really confused.

Putting down the tea cup, Yang Ning bowed to Li Yuan and smiled so calmly.

"Thank you Mr. Tang for reminding me. In fact, this conclusion is the best for me."

"So far this summer, in just a few months, I have been promoted from a member of the Ministry of Industry to a fifth-rank doctor of the Ministry of Industry. I am already too eye-catching."

"Now that I have been granted a knighthood for my dedication to engraving and printing and the Qu Yuan plow, I am extremely happy."

"As for rashly assuming the position of minister of the Ministry of Industry, it will easily arouse the ill will of the officials, which is not a good thing."

Hearing this, Li Yuan couldn't help but look at Yang Ning twice more.

"Actually, Brother Yu came here with the intention of persuading Brother Xian in this way. Now it seems that Brother Xian has given careful consideration."

Yang Ning shook his head and smiled. "Actually, I didn't think about it that much.

Yang just thinks that if the court can keep a low profile now, then it would be better to keep a low profile."

Thinking of his cousin the emperor, who was now arrogant and temperamental, Li Yuan sighed with deep approval. "Heroes think alike."

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When the lanterns first came on, Li Yuan's family, who had already had a good meal at the Yang Mansion, said goodbye and left the house.

Yang Qian and his parents were sent outside the house together, where naturally they exchanged pleasantries again.

As a junior, Yang Qian naturally has to work hard to act like a well-behaved junior.

"It's already getting so late. It's quite a distance from here to my uncle's house. Father, how about I take my uncle and aunt back to my house?"

Yang Ning smiled and just opened her mouth.

"good."

Yang Ning and his wife: "..."

Li Yuan and his wife: "..."

Li Xiuning, who stood out among the crowd, stood with his hands behind his back, tall and handsome, with an eye-catching look.

Li Shimin, who is Li Xiuning's life secretary and translator, quickly added.

"Yes, yes, brother Yang, just send us there, just in time to recognize the door, so that we can come and play when you have time next time."

After Yang Ning was stunned, she still smiled with the same grace and gentleness.

"Haha, of course that's the best. Then go ahead, Dalang."

Li Xiuning just stood with her hands behind her hands, looking at Yang Qian's almond-shaped black eyes as deep as the bright starry sky.

The dark brown Huyi seems to have blended into the night. It looks like an elegant panther looking at delicious prey.

"..." Yang Qian's whole body is not feeling well. I just want to be polite. Do you understand, little sister?

Li Yuan and Mr. Dou glanced at their beloved daughter, who had an independent personality, and looked at each other in a tacit understanding.

As a biological father, Li Yuan, who loves his father like a mountain, can only smile and say.

"Yes, that's the truth, then Nephew Lao Xian will move on."
Chapter completed!