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As for why he almost did it.

Because he had killed all those who dared to laugh at him, so no one in the whole family dared to laugh at him anymore.

You can say that I am not handsome, but you can never say that I am a loser, otherwise, I will get mad!!!

I get mad, it is very scary.

I will kill people.

"Ancestor, since you can seriously injure Xiao Ping'an with one blow, why don't you hit him again to kill him?"

Cui Zhongcheng said puzzledly: "Xiao Ping'an can kill the lower third-grade master with the seventh-grade martial arts. If he is allowed to grow up, the consequences will be disastrous. Since my Cui family has become his enemy, we should strangle such a genius in the cradle."

"This time, we successfully let him escape from the Cui family, which can be said to be: letting the tiger return to the mountain."

"You think I don't want to, I just don't have the strength."

Glazing at Cui Zhongcheng, the Cui family ancestor said unhappily.

No way, no way, ancestor, are you so weak? Are you a man?

Fortunately, the ancestor of the Cui family can't read minds, otherwise, he must use his big cunt to slap this bastard who is talking without any pain in his waist. As the ancestor of the Cui family and the patron saint of the Cui family, he certainly won't be so weak.

Although his life has come to an end, he can barely survive until now after merging with a piece of the sacred tree. It can be said that he is half man and half tree.

But how could he only use force once?

Two times, three times, four times, five times... there must be no problem.

A real man must break through a hundred times.

I'm afraid that there is no man in the world who has not used it to this extent, and can only resist once.

Should I tell you that I was locked by the Master's Tuxian Crossbow. As long as I move again, Xiao Ping'an will die or not. I don't know, but I know that if I move again, I will definitely die.

Are you kidding? Xiao Ping'an's life is not as important as this ancestor's life.

Based on this reason

The ancestor of the Cui family chose to remain indifferent and watched Xiao Ping'an escape.

"Cao, how do I know that you are so useless? The Cui family, with so many masters, can't stop a half-crippled seventh-rank warrior. If I tell anyone about this, I will be ashamed to face anyone." The ancestor of the Cui family looked at Cui Zhongcheng, shook his head, and said with disgust.

...

Hao family.

In an elegant room.

Hao Tong was wearing a brocade and jade suit and drinking in the room.

Messy hair.

Confused eyes.

Everything revealed his dissatisfaction.

He couldn't figure out why the seventh princess had been particularly cold to him recently. Although she was not enthusiastic before, she was particularly cold during this period. Being close to her was like being close to an iceberg.

It wasn't like this before.

He was not a steel straight man, but very smart. Otherwise, he would not have become the first talent in the capital.

Hao Tong discovered that the Seventh Princess had been cold to him since Xiao Ping'an, that damned thing, started writing poems.

Could it be that Xiaoxue liked Xiao Ping'an?

This thought had just come up when he strangled it in the cradle.

Hao Tong shook his head. It was impossible, absolutely impossible.

The princess was a golden branch and jade leaf, high up in the sky, a fairy in the sky.

How could she like Xiao Ping'an, the son of an old soldier.

Xiao Zhan, the Duke of Xiao, was powerful. He was a famous general of Daqian. He was invincible in hundreds of battles and used troops like a god, but, so what.

The Xiao family was just a nouveau riche with no foundation. Now that Xiao Zhan was dead, the entire Xiao family was like monkeys scattered when the tree fell.

There was no powerful person at all.

Xiao Ping'an could only write a few sour poems. How could he compare to himself.

He was the direct descendant of a thousand-year-old family.

However.

Although I don't think the Seventh Princess will like Xiao Ping'an.

However, for some reason, Hao Tong felt particularly uncomfortable when he saw Xiao Ping'an, and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Just then.

Footsteps sounded.

A cold but majestic old voice came over.

"Tong'er, why are you drinking here alone?"

Hao Tong looked up.

He saw a thin old man with an ancient appearance, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked in and smiled at him.

This old man was dressed in a purple robe.

A transcendent temperament spread from the inside out.

People dare not underestimate him.

It was not someone else.

It was the first prime minister of Daqian, the top high-level high-level high-level of the aristocratic family, the old patriarch of the Hao family of the Qian family, Hao Niu.

Although Hao Niu had eight sons and twelve grandsons, Hao Niu was most optimistic about his grandson Hao Tong.

After all, Hao Tong was too outstanding.

At the age of less than 20, he was already the first talent in the capital.

Well, it was.

NowThis title fell on Xiao Pingan.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Hao Tong quickly put down the wine pot in his hand and said a little awkwardly.

Hao Niu took a look at Hao Tong, who had messy hair and untidy clothes, and said lightly: "What's wrong? Are you worried?"

"No, no." Hao Tong shook his head nervously.

Hao Niu is really awesome. He has many halos on him, such as the first prime minister of Daqian, the first person of the Kyoto family, and the ninth-rank scholar.

He has always regarded his grandfather as a role model. To him, his grandfather is a mountain that he can never climb. However, he has always been proud of having such a grandfather.

However, he is humble and is not like a certain lady named Han, who always talks about his grandfather and wants to talk about his awesome grandfather every day.

Hao Niu showed a "know-it-all" expression on his face and laughed: "I guess you are unhappy because of Xiao Pingan."

Ah.

Grandpa, how did you know?

Hao Tong opened his mouth and looked at Hao Niu in disbelief.

Hao Niu smiled slightly, then said seriously: "Hao Tong, remember this, for those who practice the Way of Literature, poetry is helpful for practice, but poetry is always a minor path. Only by clarifying the mind, studying things, knowing the destiny, and gaining faith... can it be the great path. The Way of Literature is the way to gather the faith of all living beings. The more people know your name, the more they respect you, worship you, admire you, and believe in you... This is the correct way to practice the Way of Literature. Why is the Master the first person in the Way of Literature? It is because all the scholars in the world know him and respect him. Everyone is afraid of him.

"Yes. I understand, Grandpa."

"There are thousands of people who practice literature in the world, but how many of them can write peerless poems? If you can't write poems, can't you make progress?

Definitely not. So, don't pay too much attention to the way of poetry. It's good to be able to write good poems, but if you can't, don't worry too much."

"The gains and losses of the moment are nothing. The one who can laugh to the end is the winner, and the history books are written by the winners."

I understand the truth.

But I just can't accept it.

Xiao Ping'an and I are of similar age. Why can't I compare with him? What's wrong with me?

Hao Tong gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

Hao Niu sighed when he saw his grandson's expression, "It is said that fame, wealth, and beauty are like passing clouds. Only by transcending the six reincarnations, achieving immortality, and becoming a Confucian saint can one achieve the great way. However, in this world, who can really let go of these things? Especially young people like you."

"Forget it, since Xiao Ping'an has become your delusion. Then kill him and get rid of the delusion."

Hao Niu is a ruthless character, and his kind face suddenly became gloomy.

Or rather.

His kind side is only for his family.

For outsiders.

He is always the head of the noble family who regards all living beings in the world as ants and is high above.