Da Bong fights more people

"The junior's clumsy work made the senior laugh." Xu Qi'an said: "The word is Ningyan."

It is the most basic etiquette to introduce one's "character" to strangers, because it is very taboo to directly call one's first name.If you don't introduce your "character", the subconscious meaning is that you don't want to make friends with others.

The smile on the blue-robed old man's face deepened.

"It's a matter here, let's leave the Criminal Department first." Over there, Song Qing couldn't help urging.

Immediately, a jailer stepped forward to undo Xu Qi'an's handcuffs and shackles.

"Okay!" Xu Qi'an nodded.

Smiles appeared on the faces of Si Tianjian's people. Their goal was achieved and they were about to come back. They were looking forward to the next meeting.

The two great scholars, Li Mubai and Zhang Shen, did not want to stay for a long time, because there would be a fierce battle for them.

"call!"

Seeing Xu Qi'an leaving with the crowd, Young Master Zhou was relieved, and fears and fears that he did not want to admit arose in his heart.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Si Tianjian and the two great scholars looked at him.

"I still have something to deal with." Xu Qi'an arched his hands, turned and walked towards Young Master Zhou, and when he passed by the jailer, he snatched the wooden shackles with his hands.

"You, what do you want to do?" Young Master Zhou backed away in shock.

"Xu Qi'an, my father is the Minister of the Household Department, you dare to touch me? You dare to do something in the Ministry of Punishment? Sun Daren, Sun Shangshu, take down this thief, Uncle Chen, and save me!"

boom!

Xu Qi'an swung the shackles and smashed them fiercely on Zhou Li's head, causing pieces of wood to fly horizontally.

Young Master Zhou's eyes turned white, and he fell back straight, with bright red blood flowing from his hair.

Xu Qi'an looked at the thin old man expressionlessly: "Slap me to death."

Silence!

"In front of my senior brothers and the lords of the Ministry of Punishment, and in front of the two great Confucian scholars, slap me to death as an ant, hurry up."

The anger welling up on his face receded like a tide, and the thin old man froze there, not daring to move.

I walked through the gate of hell! Sure enough, only the second generation of officials can deal with the second generation of officials. The fairness and justice of the law is limited to the little people. Xu Qi'an bathed in the sunshine of early winter, feeling that he had gained a new life.

As soon as he left the office of the Criminal Ministry, Xu Qi'an saw two fast horses galloping towards the end of the long street, they were Xu Erlang and Xu Ershu.

The father and son also saw Xu Qi'an surrounded by Si Tianjian's white clothes, and Second Uncle Xu's tense expression relaxed obviously.

How could the Sitianjian people be here? Uncle Xu's eyes flashed doubts.He himself is a master at the pinnacle of Qi training and has participated in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, so he will not worship Si Tianjian's magician like a god like ordinary people.

Xu Nian reined in the reins, looked at his cousin without missing a trace, heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, teacher, and thank you, Mr. Mu Bai."

Xu Qi'an had no choice but to bow to the Sitianjian people first, and then together with his cousin, he bowed to the two great scholars again.

Li Mubai said regretfully: "With such a poetic talent, why did he become a government servant? Ning Yan, are you interested in coming to Yunlu Academy to study Confucianism and Taoism?"

Within a quarter of an hour of knowing each other, Ning Yan called Zhang Shen and added: "It just so happens that I can worship under this old man."

Xu Qi'an: "???"

Chapter 29 Farewell to the Old, Big Brother Treats You Well

He glanced at his cousin, who was expressionless.

"The two seniors love each other deeply, and Ning Yan is sincere and fearful. It's just that I practice martial arts. Although I studied when I was young, my studies are now neglected." Xu Qi'an couldn't figure out the situation and dared not agree.

"It doesn't matter, studying and studying is a lifetime thing, it's never too late." Li Mubai stroked his goatee with a smile.

She was shocked that she loved Xu Qi'an so much for me.

He thought for a while, then had an idea, looked at his cousin again, and said with a smile: "That's right, there is no limit to learning, the junior is indeed talented in reading, and I am grateful to the two gentlemen. If I go to the academy, the latecomers will definitely win. More than saying goodbye."

When Xu Cijiu heard it, he let out a "huh", and said in a proud tone, "The teacher and Mr. Mu Bai are interested in your poems, such as "Sending Yang Gong to Qingzhou at the Sheep Pavilion"."

After finishing speaking, Erlang's face froze, he did not dare to look at the teacher and Li Mubai, and lowered his head slightly.

Sheep Pavilion sent Yang Gongzhi Qingzhou Yang Gong so it was like this. Xu Qi'an used a trick of Xu Erlang who was arrogant + poisonous tongue. Hearing this, he knew it in his heart.

After pondering again, he understood the intentions of the two great scholars.

This is indeed a shortcut to go down in history. If you refer to Wang Lun, you will know that this man just licked Li Bai comfortably, and he easily became famous through the ages and has been passed down to this day.

It can be seen that licking is also a technical job.

In ancient times, licking dogs, licking friends and licking friends has become famous through the ages.

Modern dog licking, licking the goddess until nothing is left.

Worshiping the past and belittling the present is not wronged.

The road to officialdom in Yunlu Academy is extremely difficult. If you can't be a high-ranking official, you won't be able to write in history books.At this time, the role of Xu Qi'an's poems became more prominent.

The bad old man was so bad that Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched, a little dissatisfied, because the apprentices were not recruited because of his good looks and strong character.

But greedy for his poems.

The two great Confucian scholars have rough skin and thick flesh, and their smiles remain unchanged.

Xu Qi'an pondered for a while: "Thank you two gentlemen for your love. Ning Yan is dedicated to learning, but he is disrespectful. Recently, I suddenly had a sudden inspiration and brewed a few good poems. After this matter is over, I will go to Yunlu Academy to visit the two teachers. .”

The cousin of the two teachers, Xu Cijiu, was much more thoughtful than himself, and Li Mubai heaved a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

If he insisted on robbing Zhang Shen for his disciple, the other party had Xu Cijiu's relationship, so his chances of winning were not great.

What Xu Qi'an said was beautiful.

"In that case, the two of us will wait for you at Yunlu Academy." After Zhang Shen finished speaking, he took a deep look at Xu New Year:

"Farewell to the old, self-cultivation first cultivates character. You have been enlightened for a year, and you have not been able to break through to the state of self-cultivation. Well, go home and copy the sage's quotations three hundred times, and give it to me in ten days."

Xu New Year was struck by lightning.

"The old man is thirty feet in one step." Zhang Shen turned around, took a step forward, and disappeared immediately.

Li Mubai deliberately showed off his skills, drew a circle around his body with his toes, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and said in a deep voice: "Within three inches of the old man, it doesn't belong to this place, it belongs to the gate of the city."

After all, his figure suddenly disappeared.