The children of the aristocratic family all looked at Li Xingchen in surprise. They had never seen this guy before. He wrote such a poem. He was definitely not a mortal. But since he was not a mortal, why didn't he show off before?
Xu Ling said in a deep voice: "Although Jiangnan is a big place, I know a lot of famous teachers and Confucians. The level of your poem is even higher than that of many famous teachers, and there are people of this level that I only know."
How many people, so I don’t know who you studied under, why have I never heard of anyone having a disciple like you before?"
Shen Jungao also frowned and looked at Li Xingchen, obviously feeling the same confusion as Xu Ling.
When Xu Ling said this, the key point was that people around him looked at Li Xinchen with suspicious eyes. Yes, why haven't you heard of such a high-level poem before?
Xiao Shilian hurriedly wanted to explain, but Pei Zilie reached out to stop him. Xiao Shilian suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Master, what do you mean? Do you also doubt Shizhong?"
Pei Zilie looked at Xiao Shilian, who had red eyes, and was angry and funny: "Is so-and-so such a person? It's useless for you to explain. This kind of thing, Deshi Zhongxian brother, can speak for himself."
Taking a deep breath, Li Xingchen knew that even Xu Ling, an old fox, could hide it from others. It was just as expected. However, he had already made a plan before, otherwise he would not dare to stand up easily. At that moment, he solemnly raised his hand and spoke loudly.
He said: "Reporting to Duke Ming, my surname is Li, my given name is Xinchen, my cursive name is Shizhong, my late father was the former Wei cavalry general, and the former Liang Commander-in-Chief General Chen Ziyun's horse pawn, my surname is Li. What I have learned all my life was learned by my late father.
teach."
Xu Ling and Shen Jungao glanced at each other subconsciously. Even for people like them, such a title was somewhat unfamiliar. After all, Liang and Wei were both names of countries that had passed away for decades. But unfamiliarity does not mean that they do not know Xu Ling's name.
His pupils shrank slightly and he murmured: "Your father...'Li Cheng, the Spear King of Shiheung?"
"Exactly!" Li Xingchen nodded, and the two words spoke loudly, "There are relics from the ancestors that can prove it. If you don't believe it, you two Ming Gongs can ask General Zuowei."
"No wonder General Zuo Wei takes good care of you. It turns out that you are an old friend." Xu Ling smiled bitterly and bowed his hands respectfully to Li Xingchen for the first time. "Gao Yi, the Gun King, did not salute after meeting the Gun King. I am disrespectful."
Already."
And Shen Jungao also raised his hand as a return gift.
Li Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, he could calm down the situation by bringing out these two legendary figures, Chen Qingzhi and his father. At this time, Li Xingchen also gradually realized how rich his father's legacy was before he left.
.
Xu Ling's solemn gift is priceless.
Of course, Li Xingchen became more and more curious about what kind of person his father was.
Chen Qingzhi was a pawn on horseback, the king of spears in Shixing, and a man of high righteousness. This old man who once wore coarse cloth robes and looked no different from ordinary people had such a fascinating past that even today these old people can't forget it.
?
Li Xingchen knew very well that in history, there were many people with ordinary backgrounds, superb martial arts and admirable shining points. Looking far away, there was the righteous Zhu Hai in the Warring States Period, and the bearded man who had spent all his money in the Tang Dynasty. Looking closer,
, Huo Yuanjia, Huang Feihong, and the Big Sword King, which one of them is not famous? When people mention it today, they are still fascinated by it.
It's a pity that history is the history of dignitaries and victors. Li Cheng, who was born as a commoner and was never heard from again in that flash flood, was eventually submerged by the rolling tide of history. The big waves washed away the sand, and finally he was able to leave his name.
The common people are, after all, very few.
"The good nephew called me 'my late father'..." Xu Ling thought of something and said lightly, "I didn't expect... I thought back then when Liu Qian framed a certain person and said that a certain person was corrupt in office, the world
Everyone believed that the imperial court seized the official on the spot, but his Majesty was angry and stood up with his sword drawn. He tracked down the person sent by Liu Qian within ten days to save someone from an unnecessary disaster.
It's a pity that your father followed General Chen to the north and was never heard from again. Back then, he was rescued by officials. The kindness was so great that Xu Ling could not repay it. Now that he has learned that his old friend has passed away, this kindness cannot be repaid in person...
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(Author's note: Xu Ling's frame-up has historical facts. For details, please see "Chen Shu·Volume 26·Biography 20")
The corner of Li Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly. His father was truly a righteous man back then.
And Shen Jungao nodded. Although Xu Ling's innocence was proven, it was still a "stain" in Xu Ling's early years, and the imperial decree had been issued but had not been taken back, leaving Xu Ling's most talented years in vain.
The memories that Xu Ling had been unwilling to mention in his whole life were able to be spoken of calmly today. Firstly, it may be because it has been too long and the parties involved have passed away. Xu Ling has forgotten the pain at that time. Secondly, it is because he suddenly heard that his old friend had a child.
,Emotion.
"It's a pity that after my father retreated from Luoyang with General Chen, he encountered a flash flood and was separated from the general. He gathered his old troops and lived in seclusion in the mountains. He originally avoided the war and lived a peaceful life. Who would have thought that a disaster would come from heaven, and the barbarian soldiers would attack and kill the common people.
The governor was threatened with his life and the governor retreated. My father led the villagers to fight hard and were defeated. In the end, at the cost of the lives of women, children, the elderly and the weak, the village elders cooperated with Brother Boqing's personal guards to protect us and escape." Li Xingchen sighed.
road.
"My father has been a hero for a lifetime. Jiuquanxia will surely be happy to have a son like this." Xu Ling said with emotion, "The sins of the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty will eventually be repaid."
Li Xingchen solemnly nodded. After three hundred years of fighting between the north and the south, too many people have suffered unreasonable disasters. Many died at the hands of the Northern Dynasty, but how few died at the hands of the Southern Dynasty? Retaliation has never ended, and Li Xingchen does not want to settle this matter.
Even if there was unclear hatred, he didn't care about the rest. He just wanted to avenge the bloody death of those two hundred lives.
Some people may say that in these troubled times, if a few people from a family do not die, it would be too unsightly to live just for revenge. In this regard, Li Xingchen just wanted to say that he can not care what others think, but these two hundred lives are
He is a close relative of his, and he will take revenge even if it goes to the ends of the earth.
Damn it! "When will retribution happen?"
Xu Ling narrowed his eyes: "Your Majesty has a reputation for chivalry. Later, he followed General Chen in the Northern Expedition. General Chen treated him as a confidant. General Chen was one of the best Confucian generals fifty years ago. Although he came from a poor family, he was diligent and studious.
From the "Eight Friends of Jingling", it goes without saying much about the writing skills. It is reasonable for him to be able to teach his father the skills of poetry and prose. Today, if my nephew can write such a beautiful article, I am afraid it can be regarded as "a young man is better than a blue man"
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Li Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what the purpose was, Xu Ling still chose to help him explain it. As for whether Xu Ling believed in such a reason, Li Xingchen didn't know, and he didn't bother to know.
After all, even if this old fox doesn't believe it, he won't really point it out directly.