I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 Chen Zhengyang bowed and said goodbye to Li Xuanbai. After the door of the house was closed, he gently stamped his foot and disappeared in place in an instant.

　　 Then he appeared outside the royal study room.

　　 The white-faced waiter glanced at him, and led him inside without saying anything.

　　 There are bursts of piano sounds in the royal study room.

　　Su Ping was sitting inside, watching Su Lingyin playing with a small black stone piano, her eyes full of the old father's love.

　　 "Father, this is given to me by Mr. Li, it sounds good."

　　 Su Lingyin laughed, her eyes narrowed into two crescents.

　　 ‘Isn’t it good? The sage left the stone to carve the town’s national poems...’ Su Ping complained in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Sure enough, he used stone as a musical instrument."

　　 Alas, Lingyin does not leave Mr. Li in a few words.

　　 The girl is too big to take, and she is no longer a caring little padded jacket for her father...

　　 He has not been to the Ancient Sages Stone Forest these days, and naturally he has never seen the stone piano inside.

　　 He was muttering, and when he looked up, he saw Chen Zhengyang standing there.

　　 "Zhengyang, why are you here? I happen to have something to ask for you, where did you go before?"

　　 "Lianxinlou."

　　 The waiter brought a chair and asked Chen Zhengyang to sit down.

　　 "Your way of harmony with light and dust, isn't it enough to hide from the investigation of the second product?"

　　 Su Ping frowned, and he had some bad guesses in his heart, "Why go to that place?"

　　 Could it be...

　　 Zhengyang, he knows the taste of his food, the fake drama is really done?

　　How can this be done? Chen Zhengyang will still serve as a doctor of censorship in the future, supervising hundreds of officials. How can he serve as an example for hundreds of officials when he often goes to places of wind and moon?

　　 Su Ping sighed, and said, "Your wife passed away early, so I can understand your feelings.

　　Let’s tell you about the marriage..."

　　 "My lord, you are wrong."

　　 Chen Zhengyang shook his head slightly, and said solemnly: "The minister went to the Lianxin Tower today. A big event happened. It is a big thing."

　　 Su Ping sat up straight and said, "Lingyin, you go out first."

"Oh......"

　　 Su Lingyin cleverly held the black stone piano and went to the back garden.

　　 "Let's talk."

　　 Su Ping sat down in a precarious manner, his face gradually becoming heavier.

　　 After all, he is the prince of a country, and he has a quick mind. Seeing Chen Zhengyang's appearance, he faintly guessed something.

　　 "Lianxinlou is already occupied by demons."

　　Chen Zhengyang took a deep breath: "Not only the prostitutes who disappeared before, including the host of Lianxin, Peony, but also many officials and guests have been hollowed out.

　　 So the minister thought that what we dug up from the roster before was just the tip of the tiny iceberg. "

　　 Yan Capital has been suppressed since ancient times, and evil spirits have nowhere to hide.

　　 What this means, both of them are very clear.

　　Chen Zhengyang solemnly said: "Moreover, sir said that the demon race is far more than just the Lotus Heart Tower, even above the hall..."

"Snapped!"

　　 The tiles exploded, and tea slowly dripped from the cracks of Su Ping's fingers.

　　Su Ping thought a lot and guessed a lot.

　　 But what I think is that Ji Lang used a special method to cover up the crime of fornicating Yaozu.

　　 But he didn't expect him to be so courageous.

　　 No wonder... No wonder the right-handed man who regards power more importantly than his own life, will send out the aspect lightly.

　　 If it weren't for the husband to break the matter, maybe he would wake up a few days later.

　　 Manchu dynasty civil and military, none of them are human!

　　 And he, the King Yan, although he has the luck of the country and has no worries about his life, the best ending is nothing but house arrest.

　　 By then, Ji Lang will be the uncrowned king of Yan.

　　 Chen Zhengyang was silent for a while, and said: "Would you like to dismiss all household officials and Ji Lang's party members while investigating them."

　　 "It's too late."

　　 A deep chill rose in Su Ping's heart, and he gently closed his eyes and said, "It takes at least a month to move such a large group of people."

　　 Moreover, almost a third of the officials in the court were suddenly removed, and the Yan Guo was paralyzed.

　　 How many monsters will be caught in troubled waters?

　　 Moreover, everyone knows that Ji Lang is standing behind the semi-sage of the Zhou Dynasty. This matter may have contributed to the situation...

　　 Nowadays, most of the literati in the country of Yan have learned the semi-saint literary and doctrine inheritance...

　　 Maybe... Since Ji Lang came to the country of Yan, this premeditated plan has already begun.

　　 It took a long time for Su Ping to calm down, and then asked: "What else did the sir say?"

　　 "Mr. said he will go to the White Horse Academy."

　　Chen Zhengyang said without hesitation: "Besides, the husband deliberately let go of the fox demon in the Lotus Heart Tower, maybe he has a plan."

　　 Su Ping nodded, and a cold tone flashed across his face: "Although there is a gentleman who has taken action, I am the king of the country of Yan. How can the country's rise and fall stand idly by.

　　 to inform the Ministry of Rites, I want to sacrifice to heaven, please first king! "

　　 Of course he knows that Mr. Li has a lot of magical powers, but as a king, it is impossible to put life and death in the hands of others.

　　 Chen Zhengyang nodded and exited the Imperial Study Room.

　　 the waiter came in anxiously and picked up the fragments of the teacup on the ground.

　　 has been waiting by his side for many years, and he deeply understands how happy and angry this King Yan is. Except for the death of his empress, he has never made such a big fire.

　　 Su Ping sat there alone for a long time, and the needle fell in the imperial study room.

　　 For a long time, he opened the mouth with a little uncertainty: "Xiao Xiao, you have been with me for so many years, are you still a human under the skin?"

　　 The servant trembled all over, and he knelt on the ground and said: "No matter who is changed, no one can serve the king so thoughtfully as a slave."

"Ok."

　　 Su Ping had a pair of eyes and looked at the servant Xiao Xiao deeply, as if he wanted to see through his flesh and blood.

　　 For a long time, a calm voice came from Xiao Xiao's head:

　　 "Take Lingyin to my outer house and take it to a Mr. Li surnamed. After three days, if I don't send a letter, I will take her away from Yandu and never come back!"

　　 The servant has been serving Su Ping for a long time, and he has some feelings, and the other is that he wants to make a full posture.

　　 But just as he was about to cry, he raised his head and met Su Ping's tired eyes.

　　 Xiao Xiao shook his heart, his lips spit out only one "Yes".

　　 It's already a time of turbulent wind and rain, and the current King Yan has no time to behave.

　　 The servant also left.

　　 Su Ping took out a jade talisman from his arms and crushed it, and then quietly waited for the arrival of the real person of Yin and Yang.

Mr. 　　 has Mr.'s layout, and he also has his plans.

　　..........

　　 White Horse Academy.

　　 Xuegong occupies a large area, and the academies in it are scattered and scattered. They are all made of the above-mentioned good agarwood. The faint scent is mixed with the sound of the students' reading, and it is very bookish.

　　The Confucian Temple is the center of the entire Xuegong. Ji Lang starts classes and worships the semi-saints here.

　　 At this time, there were only two people in the brightly lit Confucian Temple. During the autumn test, most of the students took a break and went back, and they would not come back tomorrow.

　　 Ji Lang, dressed in a red robe, sits alone in the hall, playing chess with himself again.

　　 The lobby is very quiet, and the sound of chess pieces colliding with the board can be heard from time to time, which is clear and pleasant.

　　 Not far from him, sitting in a blue porcelain dress with five or six golden stiles on his head, there is a thick grace and nobleness between his hands and feet, but there is a faint resentment hidden between his brows.

　　 Ji Dansha, more than forty years old, his face is not extremely beautiful, but his temperament is first-class.

　　 After being in a country, she was a princess of the royal family before marrying Yan country, and also Ji Lang's sister.

　　 Regarding this queen, although the people of the country of Yan did not dare to speak on the face, they did not discuss it secretly, because the king of Yan Suping had never touched her since he took her and gave birth to her son.

　　 Some people say that this woman has a mean face, she is the face of the country's subjugation, so the monarch does not touch her.

　　 It is also said that she killed King Yan’s knot-fat wife, the original queen. Because of her status as a side branch of the Zhou Dynasty, Su Ping did not dare to kill her, and could only abandon her like a dead shoe.

　　 Anyway, this is an old grudge.

　　 "Brother, if Su Ping is your official, will he also put me in the cold palace?"

　　 Ji Dansha took the cup from the maid and couldn't help but ask.

　　 Today, she heard that her brother was suppressed by the sage, and even resigned from the aspect, so she went out of the palace to inquire.

　　 But when he came to the White Horse Academy, Ji Lang only played chess.

　　 After drinking a sip of tea, she suddenly frowned, and smashed the teacup on the maid's body, screaming: "Why is it so cold! Do you want Hong Kong to be sick?"

　　 The maid hurriedly knelt on the ground to clean up.

　　 It was the empress who asked her to cool the tea, but the little maid did not dare to talk back, so she could only accept it silently.

　　 Not surprisingly, Ji Lang still did not return her this time.

　　 Ji Dansha wiped her tears and said: "Su Ping is so bold, what the elder brother said is also a semi-saint, Zhou Dynasty Pond family, if you say that you are dismissed, who can your sister rely on if you don’t have your elder brother?"

　　 Ji Lang raised his head and looked at her deeply.

　　 In the same vein, this sister is definitely not as stupid as she seems, and she is not worried about whether she can sit in the harem.

　　 "Wait a minute, you will find out later."

　　As soon as the voice fell, three people suddenly appeared in the hall.

　　 "Mr Tuoshan, Mr. Yangshan, Mr. Mangshan, Lianxinlou is gone?"

　　 Ji Lang said lightly.

　　The people who came were the three second-rank great monsters, who had just returned from the Lianxinlou to rescue Monarch Mangshan. At this time, their auras were a little disturbed.

　　 Mangshan-jun is the worst, his face is as white as gold paper.

　　 She was cut off by Chen Zhengyang's tail, and her vitality was severely injured. If there is no blood to supplement her, it will take at least a hundred years of work to get her back.

　　 When asked by Ji Lang, her face showed a strong resentment.

Monarch Mangshan’s originally nice voice became extremely cold at this time: "I have acted very cautiously, but the news is wrong. The autumn test leader you mentioned is not without Wen Gong at all, but unfathomable. Great power, at least the existence of the second-tier pinnacle.

　　 I thought at first that Chen Zhengyang next to Li Xuan was his support. "

　　 "So you lost the Lotus Heart Tower?"

　　 Ji Lang's chess player gave a slight pause.

　　 This incident obviously exceeded his expectations.

　　 But they are three second-ranks, there are so many monster races in the Lotus Heart Tower, as well as the secret formation.

　　 There is no reason, they will lose.

"lost."

　　Mang Shanjun just finished speaking, he felt a tremor from the top of his head, it was the movement of the semi-holy statue, and at this time a somber halo that was invisible was released.

　　 It seems that the statue given to Ji Lang by the semi-saint trembles at this moment, and the statue's eyes seem to be about to open.

　　 "Chen Zhengyang has double cultivation of Confucianism and Wushu, extraordinary second-grade can stop."

　　 The scholar Yang Shanjun quickly said.

　　 Semi-Holy Statue, and then slowly stopped moving.

　　 Ji Lang put down the last chess piece, turned around and asked, "Not only does he unblock Wen Gong, he can also use martial arts?"

Jun Yang Shan said solemnly: "Yes, except for Brother Ji's release of the Wen Palace, he can even break through the boundaries of literati. He combined Confucianism and Wu in the second rank, and severely wounded Mang Shan Jun with a single sword, even in Yin Lü Zhi. With Dao's cooperation, a page of the Dead Man's Book was chopped up."

　　 He said, his face was painful.

　　 "What treasure is the Book of the Dead, Brother Ji, you know best."

　　 Hearing this, Ji Lang was astonished, but he didn't show it on his face.

　　 Although things were a little beyond his expectations, now... it can be remedied.

　　 "Lianxinlou is gone, so let's change the place."

　　 Ji Lang didn't care: "Dansha, your maid just happened to use it badly, why don't you change it?"

　　 "It's all up to my elder brother."

　　 Ji Dansha thought for a while, nodded and said, "My sister still has the final say on the three-acre land in the harem."

　　 "Niang, don't do it."

　　 The maid's face was full of horror, and the desire to survive made her get up, using her hands and feet to run out.

　　 "Help, help!"

　　 Loud shouts echoed in the White Horse Academy.

　　 A short ten feet, as if being stretched infinitely, she ran to the door with all her strength, and when she was about to step out, a whisper suddenly came from her ear:

　　 "It doesn't hurt, it's all right in one shot."

　　 then lost consciousness.

　　 The maid's body fell to the ground, her eyes turned white and twitched for a while, she made a creaking sound, and the body seemed to have been replaced by something else.

　　 After a while, she stood up.

　　 The previous voice attracted a team of savvy Yulin army.

　　 Seeing that the queen is okay, the leader Yu Lin Jun breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

　　 "Manny, what just happened?"

　　 "Nothing, I am having fun with Xiao Qiaoer."

　　 Ji Dansha waved his hand to let them out.

"Yes......"

　　 The leader of the Yulin Army was dubious, and he glanced at Qiao'er, who was standing with his head down.

　　 Because of the desperate and stern cry for help just now, it didn't seem to be a joke at all, and it should be Qiao'er that was right, he remembered the voice of the maid Qiao'er.

　　 But, people are all right now.

　　The leader of the Yulin Army raised his head, and the semi-sacred statue was still standing there, and his heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

　　 The statue of the half saint is suppressed here, what can happen?

　　..........

　　 Li Xuan opened the door and walked into the inner house.

　　 As soon as he entered the door, he found Chang Xiaoyu lying on the table, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's body heaves slightly, his eyes closed and snoring.

　　 There are still vegetable residues at the corners of his mouth, and he should have fallen asleep while eating.

　　 Li Xuan went to the sink and picked up a handful of water and washed his face.

　　 Then open the small book basket and take a look.

　　 If struck by lightning, take two steps back unbelievably.

　　 One quarter of the grain that was piled up slowly is now left, and all the rest is for Chang Xiaoyu to eat.

　　‘Is the little rabbit a fish? Isn't it because of the illness? Li Xuan couldn't help but looked at the little rabbit with lingering fear, walked over and touched her chubby belly.

　　 Well, it should be fine, I slept soundly.

　　 "You will not be able to keep the grain in storage anymore."

　　 Li Xuan pulled the little rabbit by the cheek.

　　 ‘Oh.....Oh.....’ Chang Xiaoyu frowned, but still did not wake up.

　　 After covering the little rabbit with a quilt, Li Xuan walked to the desk and took out the book that Lao Chen had brought out of his arms.

　　 "Detailed Explanation of Wen Gong".

　　 Tomorrow I will go to the White Horse Academy. Everyone has a literary palace. I don’t care if I don’t have one. You have to know something about it.

　　 An hour passed.

　　 I read most of the book, and it's getting late.

　　 Li Xuan got up and lit the candle, covered the lampshade, and was delighted to try the method in the test book to induce Wen Gong.

　　 But as soon as his consciousness sank, he was stunned.

　　 The sea of ​​knowledge among the chaos, a deity who has gone through the vicissitudes of time, the mottled bronze literary palace silently suspended there, engraved with complicated handwriting, it is already unrecognizable.

　　 "I... I originally have Wen Gong?!"