How do I know my heart

Empress Ran held the baby of the full moon, and only brought her close female officials to Taizong's hall.

Green smoke curled up in the hall, and Emperor Taizong knelt in front of the tablet to pray for the great prosperity.

Everyone was silent.

Not long after, Taizong got up and stood aside.

After Queen Ran kowtowed to her ancestors, she saluted Taizong.

"Please give the name to Emperor Taizong." Empress Ran turned slightly sideways, tilting the baby in her arms slightly.

"Come on, let me have a look." Taizong beckoned, beckoning Empress Ran to come forward.

Taizong gently stroked the baby's forehead, "Then let's take "transformation". Sincerity and benevolence make the shape, shape makes the spirit, and the spirit can transform."

"Thank Taizong for the name." Empress Ran bowed to signal.

In the fifth year of Dasheng, the emperor issued a decree to find talented people from all over the world, regardless of their origin.

Talented people from all over the world gather in the capital just to win the favor of the emperor.

"Sixth Master, we should go back." Huacheng kept urging Huahua to go back to the mansion, Huahua just pretended not to hear, and never let what he should see and listen to.

"Master, the old man came here before, and specifically asked me to report your recent whereabouts to the old man when I have the kung fu." Seeing that Huahua ignored him so much, Huacheng was helpless, so he had no choice but to send the old man in the palace. Move it out to frighten this master, it's just...

Huahua raised his eyebrows lightly, raised the hem of his clothes, and stepped on the stool in Huacheng with one foot, "Yo, Master Hua has a backer."

"Don't dare dare." Huacheng hurriedly put on a pitiful expression, if the situation was not right at the moment, he would have already bowed his head.

"Although these talents are not very good at learning, but you should take a good look at the insiders. Some of them are flattering, some are embarrassing, and some are showing off." Hua Hua looked at the scene contemptuously. Although there are very few people who are talking about it, there are very few people who are interested in it, but if you talk about it, you can still find a few people.

For example, the little boy in the black shirt.

"Xiao Congjian, you have to judge me." Lin Du was even more dissatisfied. He wanted to talk about the theories he had devoted himself to research for many days, but he didn't know that that kid Fu Shenhui ate carrots and didn't worry about it. He said, that kid insisted Destroy him, really, really really anger me!

"Since he is willing to refute you, he naturally proposed it after thinking about what you said." Xiao Congjian was just drinking tea quietly and listening to a little song, but he never thought of the trouble that came to the door for no reason, "If not , You can ask everyone in this room, can anyone repeat a theory that you have taught before—previously.”

"Let's go." Hua Hua finally felt bored.

Hwaseong joyfully followed behind.

"On the second day of August in the fifth year of Dasheng, let's come to the teahouse again. There are 140 people, men, women and children, 140 and 37 people who have spoken, [-] people who have said interesting things, and [-] people are distributed among—"

"Okay, who was the man in black that I talked to before I left that day." Hua Hua stopped Hei Onyx from rambling, just wanted to know what he wanted to know.

"Xiao Congjian."

Hua Hua rubbed his chin, Xiao Congjian, Xiao, Cong, Jane.

The author has something to say: Although I am making another long outline, I still can’t restrain myself

Although the real reason is that I can't memorize it any longer, but I have an exam the day after tomorrow ∏_∏

Then, if nothing unexpected happens, who knows that my heart will be a short story

na just sauce

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