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I even occasionally heard the eunuch say that his father was sometimes able to make trouble for a night in Chen Guifei's place, which showed that the old man was pushing a cart, and he was really damaged by the young brother.

How could his father become like this, it is because his father has a relationship with Zhao Linfu, otherwise he would believe in that guy so much.

Of course, such an idea, except for Li Xuan's own secret complaint, did not dare to leak it to others, unless he was tired of being crooked, or he was dizzy when he was the prince. If these words had been known, he would have ended no better than those hapless ministers.

"Lord, go back, the river is windy and easy to get cold." One of the guards stepped forward with concern.

"Well, let's go in, by the way, let them take care of my mount, and don't make a mistake." Li Xuan slowly exhaled a turbid breath, took one last look at the Lan Pavilion, and turned into the cabin.

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After Duan Shaojun watched the boat drift away, he sighed deeply and laughed self-deprecatingly. It seems that the ancients were right, Saiong lost his horse, and after he knew that he was not blessed, he was frightened, and even met with fierce beasts several times and almost died, and finally, when he was exhausted, he finally walked out of the dense primeval forest and came to the Hidden Dragon Temple of this Lan Pavilion.

Maybe the experience of the jungle is equivalent to taking away all his bad luck, and after coming to the Lanting, he met nobles, whether it was a crooked chanting Buddha all day long, but in fact a short-tempered dream confusing the abbot, or because of a misunderstanding to save people, the two sides looked at each other unpleasantly.

There are also Ximen Dongliang, Hu Xiaoniang, Zhao Hengmei, etc., everyone at least seems to be honest, and dealing with these people will not be tiring at all. And himself, by dreaming of the abbot's hand, stood firm in this world, in this time and space.

Now, for the sake of Ximen Chuchu, who is always smiling sweetly and looking at herself, it is time to work hard for the agreement between herself and her. Of course, also for the enthusiastic Xu Xiangjun. Quiet as water, gentle and gentle around the fingers of the grandson Su Su.

So many outstanding women have a heart tied to their bodies, and they can't afford them. As soon as he thought of them, Duan Shaojun felt warm in his heart, and the bone-chilling chill from the cold wind by the river seemed to have subsided a lot.

"Senior brother, let's go back" tightened the cloak on his body, turned around, turned over and jumped on horseback, and looked at the little senior brother beside him.

Senior Brother Jian'an nodded, pulled out the horse's head, and the two rode their horses and galloped towards the Lanting, and the gray sky began to slowly fall snowflakes as light as fluff, covering the thousands of colors of the world in a piece of white.

During the New Year, this is what the common people should do, even if it is the Hidden Dragon Temple, although it can't be illuminated, but it is also full of joy. And this winter, because the heating has been solved, it has become extraordinarily better.

Whether it is the cafeteria or the bedroom, it is warm, at least it makes the chance of the senior brothers getting sick in the cold winter and the moon a lot.

Chen Jian finally obtained the permission of the abbot of the dream and was allowed to go home for the New Year, and it is said that when he learned the news, the cousin of Cao Zhongde, who was in his early twenties, cried like a child who had just received a big red flower award.

In short, after Chen Jian happily bid farewell to the abbot of Mengfu, he hurriedly killed the mountain that day, and then killed the boat again, and went straight down Yangzhou. It's like being afraid that the abbot will roll his eyelids and call him back in a dream.

A few days later, a letter came from Yangzhou, Cao Zhongde came, the letter was full of praise for the rigorous study of the abbot of the dream, saying that his cousin was finally a little successful, and he opened his mouth to read four books and five classics, and even when Confucius said Mencius, the whole trend of reading a book and reading stupid is very good. After the New Year, Cao will personally escort his cousin to Lanting.

I hope that the abbot of the dream will continue to train his cousin well, so that he can become a talent as soon as possible, and no longer spend all his time drinking like himself, drunk and dreaming of death.

And Chen Jian sent a letter to his inmate Hu Xiaoniang, crying that he would be sent back after returning to Yangzhou for the New Year, buddy, wait for me, when the time comes, we will have to hug our heads and cry again.

Hu Xiaoniang is no better, or rather, Hu Junshou feels that his son can still grow up under the education of the abbot of the dream, look at the present, when this kid is in the house, he knows that he knows the etiquette, and he treats people and things in a decent manner, which is like the past, the whole puddle of mud that can't support the wall, how to put it down.

As for Hu Xiaoniang herself, it is a different view.

"Now I can see through it, I see people talk about people, and talk nonsense when I see ghosts, otherwise, it will be really difficult for people to survive." Hu Xiaoniang said her inner summary.

"If you just say that you are not hypocritical, then you won't be able to live," Zhao Hengmei complained angrily, and these two bad friends squatted together and didn't see anything good.

"That's nature, just like you, you dare to say that you dare to do it, what does your father do, you have to dare to squeak to be weird." Hu Xiaoniang glared at her eyes, which had drunk a little too much, and began to widen her eyes, and said angrily.

"That's my father, you have the ability, you squeak at your father, by the way, squeak at the master of dreams. If you dare, I will call you brother from today. Zhao Heng's eyelids rolled over, and he said to Hu Xiaoniang that she was neither yin nor yang.

"Little brother, I'm not so drunk that I don't even have a sense of crisis, what are you betting with people, you obviously want to force me to die." Hu Xiaoniang snorted, and said with contempt to Zhao Hengmei and the middle finger. Well, I'm finally a little sober, and I still know that the Dream Master is an existence that I shouldn't and can't mess with.

"Yo ho, little lady, you finally have a day when you know how powerful, I remember back then, when Brother Dongliang was cleaned up by the master, you didn't say that, and you were still instigating Brother Dongliang to come." Zhao Hengmei couldn't help laughing out loud, and pointed at Hu Xiaoniang.

"Alas, at this time, at that time, I didn't know that the old guy was so powerful, but now I finally understand what a heroic figure Brother Dongliang is, seeing the master is like a mouse seeing a cat." Hu Xiaoniang looked palpitating, her eyes were frightened, and her expression was obscene, as if she had just returned to the house and was about to tie her daughter with a red head rope, but she heard Yang Bailao, who was collecting debts from Huang Shiren outside the door.

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nbsp; Duan Shaojun laughed happily for a long time before he persuaded. "Brother Jingfei doesn't have to be like this, compared with Chen Jian's buddy, you can be regarded as enjoying high-end treatment, I heard that that buddy returned to Yangzhou, in the fireworks willow lane, opening his mouth to a woman is the Four Books and Five Classics, if it weren't for the fact that he is Cao Zhongde's cousin, almost no one would have regarded him as a crazy psychotic reader."

Hu Xiaoniang nodded thoughtfully. "Fortunately, my will is firmer than that kid for my brother, but then again, I slept in Yixiang Pavilion last night, and I got up early this morning, and Yan Niang said that I talked all night last night, can you guess what it is?"

"I can even guess what you are talking in your dreams, you really think we are your roundworm in your stomach," Zhao Hengmei rolled his eyes and said.

"I knew you wouldn't guess, last night, I actually recited the I Ching in a fucking dream all night" Hu Xiaoniang sighed, raised her lamp to look at the sky, and looked sad.

Duan Shaojun and Zhao Hengmei were slightly stunned, and they burst into laughter.

"Brother Xian, you and that Chen Jian are really worthy of being difficult brothers, and their styles are similar." Zhao Hengmei patted the case, and finally said.

"Alas, I think I have to stay up for half a year, little brother, I want to die, once I can't memorize it, I will be thrown into the cave in the back mountain by the old guy to face the wall, in the summer, it is cool, but in winter, it is so cold that it is bone-chilling, by the way, the old guy also specially picks the time, the first offense is daytime, the second offense is dusk, and the third offense is twilight, you have to stay there all night. My mother, my little brother, I stayed in it for a dusk, and I felt that it was no better than dying. ”

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