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Chapter Thirty-Five.

Minglang Inn

Room 13, Henry

The room was pitch black, and the shadows of trees were cast on the paper window, swinging slightly. Suddenly, the window opened without wind, and a black shadow appeared in the room without any warning. The moonlight shone and the shadow was stretched out slanted.

Chih--

Under the moonlight, the sword light shone, and countless cold sword energy pierced the bed, and the sound of puffs was endless!

After counting breaths, the sword was sheathed.

The tragic situation of the person in the bed is self-evident.

A little fire suddenly lit up, and the oil lamp was lit, and the dark and cold room suddenly became bright.

The bed and quilt were already full of holes, but it was not expected that the blood would flow into a river because there was no one on the bed.

Looking at the black shadow again, she has a petite figure, her cherry lips are always curled up, and she has a kind of quirky beauty. But she is really vicious and kills her moves. If Li Xianyuan is there, she will be full of holes and a lonely soul.

"You're lucky." The girl snorted lightly, jumped to sit at the table, reached out and grabbed the apple in the fruit plate and bit it. Her eyes dripped around and looked at the room.

Without outsiders, the girl's heart and mind were as she wanted. While biting the juice, she reached out to reveal a piece of her white wrist, and pulled the bag on the table and opened it to look.

Bronze mirror, gouache bag, pen and ink, red rope, blank paper.

"Is this Li a woman?" the girl muttered, took out a stack of rice paper and took a few casual glances.

[The first chapter of spiritual root breeding, birth and flowing out of the mind and nature cultivation]

[The poem says: Chaos has not divided the world...]

"It's a bit of meaning." The girl casually took off half of the apple, wiped her hands on her black robe, and looked through it carefully.

...

"I won't beat you out today, so you can get it clean!"

A roar scream came from the Shen family compound.

Then, under the night lantern, a middle-aged man with a fierce look on his face was chasing a young man all over the yard with a broom.

The boy ran around the yard for several times, and finally hid behind Li Xianyuan. He hurriedly said to the middle-aged man, "Dad, listen to me! This is my eldest brother Li. Today he wants to, so I will invite him to the Shangfangyuan."

After saying that, he cried out and said to Li Xianyuan: "Brother Li, please help me explain."

"That's right, uncle, I'm going to the Shangfangyuan this time to propose." Li Xianyuan bowed to show his junior gifts.

The middle-aged man froze and looked at Li Xianyuan in a flash: "Brother Li? Are you that Li Xianyuan?"

"This is still fake." Shen Sheng felt that he had found a backer, stood up from behind Li Xianyuan, and said proudly: "Brother Li is not only the head of the case, but also wrote a meteorological poem this morning!"

Bang-

The middle-aged man frightened Shen Sheng so much that he thought he was hitting him and was waiting for death. But he didn't move for a long time. He opened his eyes strangely and saw his father holding Li Xianyuan with both hands enthusiastically and shaking it. The broom was thrown aside and picked up by his servants.

"The dog is ignorant. If there is anything to do with me, the father, will apologize to you." Although the middle-aged man looked fierce, he was a reasonable person. After all, he was a businessman rather than a martial arts man.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man slapped Shen Sheng who was walking over and said angrily: "We are all visiting brothels, look at Mr. Li, and then look at you."

Shen Sheng looked at Tong Sheng's robe, which was spotless and wrinkled, and looked down at the fact that his underwear was pulled out, and he looked embarrassed with a smell of pickled wine. He lowered his head and dared not defend himself.

Shen's father ignored him and enthusiastically pulled Li Xianyuan into the main hall to sit down, asking his servants to serve tea. As for Shen Sheng, he could only stand aside with grievance.

"I'm sorry Mr. Li is taking care of the dog in the college. I've heard about it today. If Mr. Li hadn't helped me, this kid would have been bad." Then he turned around and cursed, " "I'm not asking you to cause trouble, but I don't listen. It's bad now. Situ Yanran wrote the flower moon mark and spread throughout Wuhou City in a short time, and the quality is very high. In the future, the rich family will inevitably cause trouble for you to make her smile."

"No, Dad. Her appearance was destroyed, who would marry her?"

"So you don't learn and don't understand this shallow truth!" Chen's father was so angry that he couldn't make a strong sense. "Situ Yanran's poem is on the absurd image and is about to achieve the atmosphere. The future achievements are limitless. As for the destruction of his appearance, what's wrong? The wealthy family found a name-absent son from their own family, and married her."

Chen Sheng was not stupid. After thinking about it for a moment, he figured out the rough idea and said with a sad face: "What should I do if Daddy? Our small family is incomparable to those wealthy families."

"Barewell!" Chen's father cursed: "With Mr. Li here, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes." Chen Sheng suddenly realized, and smiled again.

Li Xianyuan turned his head slightly and couldn't stand it anymore. Chen Sheng was indeed not stupid, he just didn't like to use his brain, or he lacked such a string.

"Young Master Li." Chen's father looked at Li Xianyuan and said righteously: "You wrote a poem about weather at a young age and have a broad future. I think the imperial court's reward will be issued soon.

"You will get more..." Chen Sheng said as soon as he opened his mouth, his father glared and shut up. Chen's father continued: "Your achievements are limitless. Although you will be envied by others and dissatisfied with others, more people will protect you."

Li Xianyuan didn't know what his words meant, but he still made a statement of listening.

Chen's father apologized: "Sorry, I feel a little bit moved. It's too late, so why not take a rest with me for one night and go to the college with Dasheng tomorrow."

"Then according to my uncle." Li Xianyuan said seriously: "I will get along with your son, and you can call me Xianyuan."

Chen's father laughed heroically and called the servants to clean up the guest room.

Relief is in the novel. In reality, no two big men will sleep together.

...

It's late at night and people are quiet.

The county government office, the candlelight in the back hall was bright, and the magistrate sat cross-legged at the table, and I played Go with one move.

County Magistrate Lin grabbed Heizi and shook his head and scolded: "It's ridiculous! I was exhausted and didn't go to rest, but instead went to the dusty place to find the girl."

County Magistrate Fang said: "Li Xianyuan is a sensible person, so I am not worried. I am afraid that if I have been influenced by Chen Sheng for a long time, I will become a playboy."

"Although Chen Sheng is a playboy, his father is not a good-looking person. Don't worry about this. How is that clerk?"

"I've been sent to you quickly and I'll be there for a day and a half before I can arrive in Xinjing. However, the second prince and the prince compete for the throne there. I'm worried that the letter may not be able to reach the emperor."

County Magistrate Lin snorted coldly: "I dare not touch the memorial if I give them courage. On the contrary, no matter who side, they must try their best to win over Li Xianyuan."

County Chief Fang pondered: "This is also what I am worried about. Li Xianyuan is still young and is involved in this power struggle... It has been a good thing to participate in the change of royal family's rights since ancient times."

County Magistrate Lin shook his head and said, "Yazhi, you care too much about these children. You can't just protect them without letting them understand right and wrong. Some roads have to be understood by yourself.

County Magistrate Fang picked up the white chess and found that there was nowhere to make a move on the plate, so he threw the chess back into the bowl. "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore."
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