This anchor can deal with it, he really exposed the emperor's black history

Li Er looked at Fang Xuanling below, and he couldn't help asking, "Old Fang, why do you suddenly seem like a different person?"

The calm boy in the past has become reserved, and Li Er even remembered the day when he and Fang Xuanling first met.

The sun was shining brightly, and Prince Qin's mansion was busy, and the servants suddenly reported that half a hundred scholars wanted to see him. When they met him for the first time, he was impressed by the scholars and regarded him as a minister.

I thought that Fang Xuanling was naturally calm and stable, but I never thought that the young Fang Xuanling was also a young man with high blood and high spirits.

When Fang Xuanling heard Li Er's question, he suddenly smiled and said, "There are always some things that make people grow up overnight, and I can't escape it."

It's just that this smile made Li Er feel sad.

Gao Yang's voice sounded again.

"Just a few years before 617 A.D., for that high-spirited scholar, a great event happened. His father passed away, and Fang Xuanling returned home for the funeral, and he was shrouded in great sadness."

"Thirty years have passed, but he still looks like that high-spirited boy who didn't know how to drink for a few days, and even fainted for a while. After waking up, he changed."

"The young man at this moment is just like the middle-aged man who has reached his thirties. His eyes have lost the edge that belongs to a young man, and there is more calmness in the middle-aged man. The vigorous young man disappeared. The young scholar appeared."

In the picture, Fang Xuanling is standing in the ancestral hall, with his father's spirit tablet in front of him. Under the cold moonlight, he picks up three sticks of incense, and his eyes seem to reflect the middle-aged man who taught him a lot.

He stood for a long time and was silent for a long time.

It's just that there won't be such a big pussy pocket, and there won't be any in the future.

No one will tell him to stop talking nonsense and nagging in his ear.

The young man will eventually grow up, and once he turns into a dragon soaring in the nine heavens, he will eventually stir up the situation that belongs to him.

"Father, I will wait for a wise master. I will make Fang Xuanling's name famous all over the world. I will prove to you that the young man who was beaten up by you back then really has the ability to guide the world!"

So, the middle-aged scholar stepped into the room and read books day after day. He was cultivating his spirit, cultivating a sharp breath, and waiting for the so-called enlightened master in his heart to appear.

This wait lasted for a few years, and the period was indeed as predicted when I was young, the world was in chaos, and the situation became more and more corrupt with time, no matter whether you are a talented scholar or ordinary people, you can't escape this crisis The vortex sweeping the country.

Beside the middle-aged man, counselors with great ambitions came out one by one, and they also persuaded the middle-aged man to come out, telling him that with his talent, he would definitely be reused.

But the middle-aged scholar remains unmoved, looking at the heroes of the world, whether it is Dou Jiande, Wang Shichong, or heroes who have risen to fame, they are not the masters in the heart of the middle-aged scholar.

He was still waiting, squinting his eyes and waiting quietly at home, until one day, one sunny morning, the middle-aged man heard the news that Li Shimin was famous in the pass.

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes. He walked out of the house, brought a few volumes of books, and brought the vigor and waiting that had been cultivated for thousands of days. He was going to meet this good man in his heart!
Li Er was a little taken aback when he saw this, apparently he didn't expect that the perfect scholar in his mind would have such a story.

As soon as the screen changed, a middle-aged man came to Prince Qin's mansion.

Gao Yang's voice sounded.

"At that time, Li Shimin was only eighteen. As the emperor of later generations, he was born to be incompatible with his father Li Yuan and elder brother Li Jiancheng. No matter in his thoughts or the aristocratic family taste on his body, it was the same. In the huge mansion, he deeply Feeling lonely, he longs for a confidant, a confidant who understands Li Er!"

"This morning, Li Shimin, who felt very lonely, was comforting the people. His subordinates suddenly reported to him that there were half a hundred more scholars outside the door asking to see him. Li Er felt strange. There were many counselors who came to him, but most of them were young counselors. , there are quite a few scholars like this half a hundred."

"He decided to meet this strange middle-aged scholar."

"When the eyes of this middle-aged scholar and the high-spirited young man met at that time, it was clear that they had never seen each other before, and they had never met each other. Logically, it should be embarrassment, it should be polite between strangers, but these None existed."

"Historical books only record this passage in four big characters, and it hits like old friends at first sight!"

"They are like old friends who have known each other for many years, just like when Liu Bei met Zhuge, and Liu Bang met Zhang Liang, they have no birthright. Some only have teary eyes, and some just want to kill chickens and drink wine on the spot, and want to become brothers!"

"Fang Xuanling's way of governing the country, Li Er can understand, Li Er's loneliness, and the ambition in Li Er's heart can finally be told by someone!"

"The middle-aged man who made the oath under the moon at the beginning drank a few bowls of wine under the cold moonlight of the night. He drank heartily. He was happy because he found his master!"

When Cao Cao saw Fang Xuanling and Li Er's first meeting, Cao Cao inexplicably thought of the scene where he and Xun Yu met. The feeling was simply too beautiful, as if there was a resting place for his floating heart.

He was also a little moved, moved by the first meeting between Li Er and Fang Xuanling.

Guan Yu and Liu Bei were also a little moved. In the past, the three of his brothers met each other, why not?
But Zhang Fei frowned and said: "Although it is very touching, I think we should be cautious when drinking wine dripped with chicken blood. If the killed chicken is sick, wouldn't it just belch?"

Immediately, a red face and a white face all looked back at Zhang Fei, and they hesitated to speak.

Zhang Fei looked puzzled, did he say something wrong?
Daming, in the main hall, Zhu Di couldn't help but said, "Where's Wei Zheng? I'm a little curious, when Li Er and Fang Xuanling met, what was the biggest troll in the Tang Dynasty doing?"

Wei Zheng said enviously, "Compared to Fang Xuanling and Li Er's acquaintance, Wei Zheng is really hard at the moment."

Gao Yang's voice sounded.

"At this moment, Li Er and Fang Xuanling are happy to see each other like old friends, but Wei Zheng was in the Wagang Army at that time, and he wished he could go back to his hometown to farm on the spot."

"At that time, the Wagang Army was dealing with the mighty Wang Shichong, and Li Mi regarded him as a formidable enemy, but Li Mi, who was fighting outside, couldn't beat Wang Shichong, and the generals of the Wagang Army were not good enough. Wei Zheng saw it and was anxious. heart."

"He thought hard, almost shaved his hair, and finally came up with an excellent plan. There are ten strategies in total, and each one is useful."

"In the end, Li Mi sent someone to reply to a letter, but none of the ten items were adopted. Li Mi's confidants also said that your method is too old-fashioned, Mr. Wei, times have changed!"

"Your method doesn't work!"

Wei Zheng received this letter, especially the clichéd and outdated phrase, which directly made him want to die. He couldn't fight a war, but he was quite good at stalking people.

Li Mi, who did not adopt Wei Zheng's ten strategies, was beaten up by Wang Shichong, and Wei Zheng could only watch helplessly.

This time, he followed the defeated Li Mi and surrendered to Li Tang.

Datang, Li Er in the hall looked unbelievable, he couldn't understand, and said, "Aren't you talking about Li Mi?"

If it were Li Er, Wei Zheng would probably stand on the table and start complaining.

Wei Zheng was already unhappy with what happened in the first half of his life, but when he heard Li Er's words, he straightened up and glared at Li Erdao, "Does Your Majesty think that Wei Zheng speaks out to everyone as righteously as he does to His Majesty?"

Li Er: "..."

Dare to spray him affectionately or his Li Er's honor?