Kung Fu Soldier King

"The old man has passed, too much!" Xiao Yan quickly helped others up.

Gu Jian said excitedly, "when I saw the article that day, I applauded the case. You are a national scholar and can afford this gift."

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country, and I'm just doing my bit. I can't afford the name of a national scholar. The old man's words are serious!" Xiao Yan was frightened and quickly got up and bowed.

If a country is built by virtue, it is called a national scholar.

If you can compare with a country, you can be called a national. Xiao Yan doesn't dare to take this reputation casually. It's too serious.

Nowadays, the peaceful world belongs to the era of civilians, and there is no word "Guoshi" at all.

In the past, national soldiers only appeared in the wars in troubled times. Zhang Liang and Han Xin can be called National soldiers.

The national scholar was not casually. Prince YAN Dan entertained Jing Ke with the gift of national scholar and gave him beautiful wine, so Jing Ke rewarded him with death.

If you treat me as a national, I will repay it as a national!

Xiao Yan is also rich in literature. How can he not know these reasons? Therefore, he dare not be called like this, and he is unwilling to be called like this.

Gu Jian calmed down his mood and said, "I've lost my temper. Vice mayor Xiao, please sit down and let's..."

"Sir, I don't call you minister. Don't call me that. There's no business today, but I've been to the government on a whim." Xiao Yan didn't like the constraints of officialdom, so he said.

Gu Jian nodded at him and said, "well, I'll ask you to shout Lao Jiu. I won't say much about your gratitude. If you pass the capital in the future, I hope you can come to your house more."

"I'm sure it's my blessing to be able to bear such a great scholar as the old master." Xiao Yan drank wine with him again, which was a solemn acquaintance.

The old man handed the money to the little immortal again. He came to help catch ghosts. Naturally, he didn't refuse and simply took it down.

Han Zichen and lengyi looked at each other. It seemed that they were crooked and connected Xiao Yan to others.

People like old Ye Zi can't mix with people in officialdom. His temper is not strange, but he doesn't fit in with other people's circles.

It's beyond everyone's expectation to appreciate Xiao Yan so much.

Lengyi felt that he should go back and have a good chat with his father, and treat sister Qingge more warmly. This man is not simple. I'm afraid he will have something useful in the future.

The most surprising thing about tonight's event is that the ancient crescent moon actually appeared in the pianyuan. Does she really have an affair with his cousin?

But Xiao Yan didn't see her either. After Xiaozhen and Ji Wuyue found that they had caught the wrong person, they ran back to their boudoir.

It was too late. The old man stayed with everyone. Lengyi and Han Zichen didn't want to stay, but they were too tired, so they stayed in the guest room next to the main building.

The housekeeper also brought two boxes of wine to Xiao Yan's room, all of which were the original pulp of Wuliangye old factory. Xiao Yan was very satisfied, which was much better than taking money.

The guest room is a standard room and a suite for two. Han Zichen talked to lengyi in the next room for a while and also lay down to sleep.

The little immortal didn't even take a bath. He snored as soon as he touched the pillow. Xiao Yan was so noisy that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After taking a bath, he put on his shirt and sat on the steps outside the door smoking a cigar, thinking about what happened tonight.

He always thought Kung Fu was the most powerful. Now it seems that people who have real Taoism should not be underestimated.

Whether it's Ji Wuyue, who is getting stronger, or the little Taoist who is pulling the wind inside, their spells are very powerful. Even the headmaster named long Qianrang can make ordinary people so powerful.

It seems that the world is really like what Baili Xuehan said. There are martial arts, Taoism and truth cultivation, but there are few real skills, but no one can underestimate as long as they have skills.

After smoking a cigarette, it was early in the morning. He was going back to squint for a while. He picked up the cold song and went home early tomorrow.

Suddenly, someone hurried in at the gate of the courtyard. He was stunned and looked intently, but he was a beautiful girl.

"Hey, little girl, who are you looking for?" Xiao Yan asked casually. All the people living here are men. Is it difficult for him to have an affair with Han Zichen?

When she saw Xiao Yan sitting at the door, she was also frightened. After taking a breath to calm her mood, she said, "expert, miss, please go over."

"Invite me so late? Are you mistaken? Should you invite someone else, the little Taoist? I'll wake you up!" Xiao Yan got up, but was shouted by the girl.

The girl said, "keep quiet. My young lady made it clear that she asked you to come over."

"What did she say?" Xiao Yan was surprised and thought that it was over. What would he do in the past.

The girl thought for a moment and said, "Miss said to invite the expert who is not a Taoist to come and bring him directly to my room."

"Take him to the room? What are you talking about? Lead the way ahead." Xiao Yan was boiling when she heard that she was going to take him to the boudoir of the first beauty in Yanjing.

The little girl is actually a servant girl. Large families have such servant girls who accompany them to study and grow up together.

The ancient residence retains a strong historical heritage, and many cultural traditions have been preserved. This kind of personal servant girl should also be preserved.

After going back and putting on their coats, they soon entered the main room of the main building, went through the hall to the back hall, and then they could go to the boudoir. The old man's study and bedroom are on the second floor. Don't disturb them.

In the past, Xiao Yan also paid special attention to the over backed Golden Dragon in the bathtub. However, although the fish is active, it doesn't have dragon Qi. Is it wrong?

When I stepped into the main hall, I jumped over a leopard cat. It was fat and strong. Its voice was faint with a wild roar, but it was really powerful.

It seems that what the little Taoist of Maoshan said is true. It can also be said that the guy really has some skills. However, his eyesight was still poor, and he didn't see the real dragon spirit of the main building.

According to the momentum inside, Xiao Yan looked at the beam. It was a millennium golden nanmu, which must be a good thing flowing out of a palace or palace in the capital.

That thing is so old that it has the potential to turn into a dragon. Gold silk has treasure light at night and can be a dragon.

The momentum of dragon and tiger originally came like this. The little Taoist only saw the tiger, but did not see the dragon. But I can't blame him. The dragon is too high.

Xiao Yan hesitated. Fortunately, the dragon was golden nanmu. If it was gloomy, the main building would not be protected, but swallowed.

The little servant girl nearby urged, "don't stay here. It's bad to be seen by the master. Go quickly."

Xiao Yan had no choice but to follow him out of the back hall. There were stairs on one side of the corridor, and the boudoir was in the corner.

The little servant girl went up and knocked on the door and whispered, "Miss, he's coming."

Xiao Yan coughed. Shit, it's like a young lady meeting a lover at night. We've always been aboveboard. Don't be an immortal.

"Let him come in quickly and let others see!" a soft word came from the inner room.

Xiao Yan swallowed his saliva, hesitated, opened the door and went in.

In the past, there were tables outside the boudoir. There were pen, ink, paper and inkstone near the window, and a round table for dinner and tea in the middle.

There is another one inside, separated by the moon Bogu frame of small leaf red sandalwood, with a bead curtain hanging on it. Behind the arch was a carved mahogany bed, on which sat a man in tulle.

Xiao Yan was stunned. Can't there really be such a good thing? She looked at herself from a distance and decided to make a promise?

"Bolt the door!" the lark's voice sounded inside again.