As soon as these words came out, there was a strange silence outside the Imperial Study Room.
"Dad!" Zhao Fujin's face instantly turned red and his eyes were so embarrassed that he could no longer open his eyes. He threw the jade chopsticks on the table and ran out of the hall.
Gao Zhang on the side gave the answer with a serious expression.
"Master's ruthless daughter is innocent, lively and ruthless. She also knows how to be considerate of Master, filial and courteous. She is indeed an empress whose virtues are a model for girls in the world."
Zhao Ji saw the ruthless girl's little daughter-like attitude, and now he was drinking too much. Zhao Ji, an official who was having a lot of fun in his heart, finally regained his consciousness.
Rubbing his brows and looking at the ruthless gangster beside him, Zhao Ji couldn't help but blurt out.
"It's against the regulations of other dynasties. Otherwise, I really hope that our master and apprentice can get married."
Gao Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Nima, I was shocked.
He has already told me in his letters that he likes a girl with long legs.
It turns out that I was drunk and drunk in front of him. If I didn't wake up in time, I was afraid that if we didn't have a deep relationship between master and disciple, it would be a little bit dangerous.
"Master, you don't have to have such thoughts. The disciple and the master are like father and son. Although they are not connected by blood, the disciple and the master have a close connection..."
Master, I don’t have to worry about such formal things. If I really wanted to, I would ask him to call me daddy.
I'll give him the position of my butt boy, so that I can find him a godfather.
Gao Zhang was complaining in his heart, but on the outside he continued to sincerely comfort the Hunjun Master in front of him who was obviously too drunk.
Zhao Fujin, who had run away for a while, covered his hot pretty face with a look of astonishment on his face. Why did he want to run away?
He obviously likes brother Xiao Gao so much, but he ran away like that, so what's going on?
Maybe, Zhao Fujin is not so shameless to go back to the imperial study room.
But he was walking in confusion in his mind, heading towards the direction of his dormitory, not thinking at all.
If brother Xiaogao couldn't withstand his father's pressure and really agreed, would he really be willing to spend his whole life unable to display his talents and be depressed for the rest of his life?
Moreover, Daddy has said before that Brother Xiao Gao ignored the overall situation of Jiangnan and made a lifelong commitment to the Fang woman.
Then would Brother Gao not like it if he appeared like that...
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In the past, Gao Zhang could only watch his master, Zhao Ji, slumped behind the desk with a silly smile on his face, but his legs were tightly holding his own.
"Xiao Gao, our masters and disciples must be better than Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya, and we hope to be remembered forever... We share the same love as father and son..."
"Wrong, wrong, wrong... everything I said, Master, is wrong."
"That's right, Master, I didn't drink too much, and my disciples think I'm very sober. Hey, Master, those are the socks I just took off, or the silk handkerchief I used to wipe my mouth..."
"Yang Jian, hurry up and call someone to help. If the disciple doesn't leave, the disciple must continue to listen to my teachings..."
"...Master, can I step aside? If we don't step on the side, the disciples can also listen to my teachings."
Gao Zhang, who had red foam at the corners of his mouth and was covered in sweat, looked at the drunken lunatic Hunjun who was holding on to his leg and unwilling to let go with a dark expression on his face.
I wanted to give him two big dicks, but I also felt that it would hurt the deep master-disciple relationship between Mi Li and Tiaoyou.
But if he continues to stay in the east, is he going to come here just to have trouble sleeping with a drunken lunatic?
Yang Jian on the side was trembling all over, and he didn't know whether he was suppressing laughter or was suffering from epilepsy.
Fortunately, a few eunuchs were able to finally put the sleeping king down on the couch due to the collective mobilization of several eunuchs.
Gao Zhangna also finally broke free from his master's grasp, and even shook his legs speechlessly.
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Yang Jian locked Gao Zhanggong at the door of the imperial study room, and finally couldn't help but ask the doubts he had been holding in his heart for a long time.
"Mr. Yuan Gong, how did you come up with that five-character quatrain just now?"
In my family's lifetime, this is the first time in our lives that two people can write exactly the same poems."
Gao Zhang turned his head and looked at the master who had turned into a puddle of mud and was sleeping on the couch. Then he smiled at Yang Jian, raised his leg and pointed at his heart.
"Just use your heart."
Looking at Gao Zhang, who was walking towards the palace gate with long strides, Yang Jian could still recall that Gao Zhang and the official family had written about Xuan Hong together.
Writing that exact five-character quatrain, that scene can only be described with a miracle.
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In his sleep, Zhao Ji, an official, felt as if he was walking in the clouds and saw countless pavilions and pavilions shrouded in glory.
There are many unknown immortals and mythical beasts wandering around in the palace.
I met the goddess and the fairy boy very soon. When those people saw me, they all bowed to the ground respectfully and devoutly, saying that the fairy was here.
And he, holding Xiao Gao's leg, led him to walk in the fairyland of Yuyu Qionglou.
The master and apprentice were walking and chatting. From time to time, when they got interested, they would raise their legs.
A goddess came gracefully and put pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. Zhao Ji and his ruthless disciple Xiao Gao were either splashing ink, chanting about the wind and the moon, or pointing out the mountains and rivers. It was so wonderful.
He and his ruthless disciple Gao Zhang stayed in that happy fairyland for who knows how long, but Zhao Ji, who felt that he was free and unhurried, saw a goddess coming not far away, who was his ruthless daughter Zhao Fujin.
Seeing the ruthless girl's bright eyes falling lovingly on the ruthless disciple, Zhao Ji felt blessed and smiled at Gao Zhang and asked.
"Xiao Gao, would you like to become a close friend of Qin and Jin with the ruthless girl who is your teacher, and we will marry him?"
He saw Gao Zhang prostrate himself to Xian Xu without hesitation, and answered loudly to him with a face filled with endless joy.
"The relationship between my disciple and my master is like that of father and son. If I can marry my master's ruthless daughter, wouldn't I be able to have a happy relationship with him every month and receive my master's teachings at all times?"
Is there any reason for my son-in-law not to obey such a beautiful thing? My father-in-law is here, please accept my respects from my son-in-law."
"Can this be done so that I can no longer dominate Tiandong and fully display my talents and knowledge in bringing economic benefits to the people..."
"The disciples are wrong about the master's heart. We can learn from it every month. Let's ask whether the master wants the disciples to follow. Why can't the disciples not follow it?"
"If Master asked me to take out my heart and soul right now and see if I am sincere, I would not even frown..."
When he shut up, he saw the handsome and ruthless Gao Zhang. He raised his leg and pointed, summoning a sword filled with cold light out of thin air and thrust it into his heart.
Zhao Ji couldn't help but change his face. He quickly stretched out his leg and grabbed the leg of the ruthless disciple. It seemed that the skin was a little rough...
But at this moment, Zhao Ji no longer has so many friends, so he quickly gave some gentle advice.
"Damn it! My child, you don't know what I think about my teacher. I'm relieved, even if I marry my teacher's ruthless girl, my teacher will definitely help me rule the court and run Tiandong."
"Let the good story of me and his master and disciple knowing each other and staying together be spread throughout the ages..."
At this moment, in the east of the flickering lights in the imperial study room, Yang Jian looked like he was greatly frightened, staring blankly at his legs, which were being held tightly by the Hao family.
However, the officer with his eyes tightly closed kept mumbling that he was not called the Number One Scholar, a ruthless gangster, or a little high-ranking official...
