Xu Lan stepped into the threshold and saw her parents sitting in the hall. Her face was not surprised. She stepped forward and bowed to him, showing a calm and calm attitude.

"Lan'er sit!" Hearing his mother's voice soft, he smiled, hooked his toes close to the mahogany carved round stool, and sat down steadily. Although he was a martial artist, he had already shown the sitting posture of a military general, and his majestic momentum was gradually developed.

Xu Lingmo and his wife scolded the child. After a while, they heard the lady from a noble family say seriously and honestly: "Although Feng Shunyu is sixteen, she is as upright as the moon, charming as the cheeks, and her eyebrows, eyes and eyes are filled with spring. She is happy for her first glance."

Xu Lan's head was on his head, his eyes were like ink, and he looked gentle.

Xu Ling suddenly felt that Feng Xiaoxiao Yi Shuihan, and he was tortured by his wife and children in an instant and aged ten years ten years.

"Xu Lan, kneel down for Taizu!" He raised his hand and pointed at the statue of his ancestors, shouting harshly, but saw blue veins on his forehead, his eyes wide open, and his face was full of resentment.

Xu Lanzhi's father was furious and did not dare to neglect. He knelt down on the mat of the chasing mat, kowtowed three times first, and then straightened his back.

Xu Ling's tone was rarely painful: "Filial piety begins with the body and hair. He was not afraid to hurt his parents. How could he be defiled by the Tongyang? Your stinky skin was born and raised by your mother for life. So far, your body is weak and weak, so how can you be filial to her? As a father, you have been young and have worked hard to educate him. I really hope that you have a civil and military strategy and have the responsibility to pacify the world. How can you be filial to me? The Xu family has been reborn in sequence and has never had a family of Longyang. Can you be filial to your ancestors and ancestors?"

He paused and continued to scold, "Since ancient times, boys and girls have been born in heaven, husbands and wives follow each other, and yin and yang are the right match. The plays in the back court are dirty, contrary to the morality of men and women, and are not tolerated by the laws of nature. Look at the fate of those military generals and civil officials in the court who are good at men and civil servants, who are obsessed with good children, obscene servants, and have bad intentions all day long, how many futures can be bright and upright?"

Seeing Xu Lan lower her eyebrows and eyes silence, she was even more angry: "I definitely don't allow you to have this idea. Now, seeing the face of Manager Xu, let Feng Shunyu go. If you really have feelings and righteousness to him, just let him go. Otherwise, he will not have a good life next time. Xu Lan, you are well versed in the means of being a father!"

Hearing this, Xu Lan's body collapsed and stiff, her throat was indescribable bitterness, and her eyes were filled with pain.

He knew that his father was so serious that he was so sorry that he could not make a strong man!

In the past, he hated Long Yang's habit, no less than his own father.

Feng Shunyu, you little sissy, must have poisoned me, making Xu Lan no longer Xu Lan, and making ethical always the ethical always the ethical always the ethical always the ethical always the ethical always the ethical one!

It’s a pity that luck makes people feel bad. If you are a woman... how great it would be!

He closed his eyes, kowtowed to Xu Ling, and slowly said, "My son knows his mistake, and he should calm down and return to the right path, and pass the imperial examinations. Only the country and the safety of the people will be done."

After speaking, he stood up and left the Buddhist temple. Although his back was as tall as before, he looked at it at this moment and felt a little helpless sadness.

Xu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but turned around and saw that the wife was worried and had no smile, and she was too lazy to pay attention to his appearance.

Although he favored his wife to the core, he also had his own persistence. He stepped forward and held his slightly cool fingers, and calmed his voice to comfort her: "In this world, men and women are mostly happy. No man meets men and women, but no man meets men and women loves men and women, Lan'er has a ravine chest and is determined to be in all directions. He is a real man, and he will definitely think through it."

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Chengxintang, doctoral Guan Qinglin talks about the eight-legged essay making art.

Guan Qinglin was one of the seven famous masters of our dynasty. He was knowledgeable and funny. He resolutely resigned from his post and returned to the country because he was disgusted with the ups and downs of the officialdom. He was persuaded by Chen Zetang to return to the Imperial College for coaching. He couldn't refute his face to try it out, but he didn't expect to get stuck in his life. After several years of spring and autumn, he had already had many students all over the world.

He has always taught in a straightforward classroom, and because of the trivial matters at Liu Haiqiao's home, he had to come and teach for the rest.

Because the famous teacher came here for a trip, today the students in Chengxin Hall could not hide their excitement. They had eaten early and sat in their seats and waited. When the morning bell rang, the room was already full.

Shunyu sneaked away and Xu Lan, who was sitting 108,000 miles away, was a little surprised. The day before yesterday, he had already come to the Imperial College to study, and he was nothing like the past. After class, he went to the arcade to ride a horse and shoot arrows, play sticks and swords, and went back and forth with Feng Shuanglin and Cui Zhongxian. Zhang Buyan slapped the horse and followed her, but he looked cold and inexplicably alienated.

I was very angry when I thought about it. Is there anyone who treats my life savior like this? I will tear the bridge when crossing the river!

Somehow Xu Lan raised her head and touched Shun Yu's gaze. Shun Yu was not afraid of him. Her eyes were clear and she did not retreat. However, Xu Lan's eyes were not in a state of turmoil. She quickly withdrew her gaze and said something to her classmates.

Shunyu pursed her lips, and when she thought about it, she felt relieved. She was not a forced person. She didn't want to have sex with her, so she didn't want to force her.

Guan Qinglin recognized Feng Shuanglin, Xu Lan, Cui Zhongxian and Shun Yu, and said with a whim, "I'll give you an art question, I'll designate a student to do it, and then he will refer to a classmate to do it, and so on, and so on, each looking for someone to do it, "paralleling, and "best conclusion". It aims to examine your adaptability and artistic skills.

He thought for a while and said, "In the Analects of Confucius, Gongye Chang, "Zi said to Zi Gong, "Who is the woman or Hui?" He replied, "How dare you look back? He heard one and knew ten, and heard one and knew two. "......... You are the one and others who made art with the title "Who is the woman or Hui"."

In this question, "女" refers to Zigong, and Hui refers to Yan Hui. They are both students of Confucius. Confucius asked Zigong, who are stronger than Yan Hui?

Shunyu frowned and thought about how to "solve the problem". Solving the problem is the key in art making. It needs to be brief and clear, and it is straightforward. If you make a big mistake, you will be deviated from the topic thousands of miles later.

"Yongting, you come and solve the problem!" Guan Qinglin carefully swept the supervisor and then fell on Feng Shuanglin.

Feng Shuanglin stood up, pondered for a moment, and said, "Who asked the wiser more and more, just to reflect on himself." Then the answer was completed.

There was an uproar, not knowing what was said.

Guan Qinglin smiled and picked up his beard, and suddenly asked Cui Zhongxian, was Feng Shuanglin right to solve the problem?

Cui Zhongxian also smiled and said, "Who is stronger than Yan Hui?" Ask the wise Zigong with the question of "Who are you or Yan Hui is stronger?", not to compare with each other's strengths. In fact, I hope Zigong can reflect on himself. Yongting's problem is amazing and I admire it very much."

I heard some of the supervisors who were foggy in the clouds and were enlightened. That's how it was!

Guan Qinglin praised: "I have read Yongting's art. My articles have always been written with a whip and a mark, a slap and a palm of blood. They have both principles and methods, and have profound meanings. They are not inferior to the top scorer in the early stage!"

This is a great compliment, and it comes from the famous teacher, which shows its weight.

Shunyu followed the crowd and looked at Feng Shuanglin Yanxian, but listened to him slowly, "Stop it and leave it to Feng Jiu to explain it."
Chapter completed!