The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

"The imperial decree has been issued for less than a month, why did you come back so soon?" Rong Qian smiled lightly, and separated them with one sentence.

"Qingyang is good, and the girl is also good-looking." The red robe lowered his head and smiled, touching his big bald head.

"But the golden nest and the silver nest, how can it compare to my thatched nest? Isn't it, Mr. Fang?" The red robe suddenly raised his voice.

"Don't be too old to return to your hometown, you have to break your heart..." The erhu's voice trembled and changed to a graceful Jiangnan minor tune.

The red robe gave a mocking smile, the corners of his eyes raised even higher.With a frown, he swept past Fang Qingliu and onto Ye Sheng.

"I see this little friend's skeleton is very strange, I wonder which master made it?"

"Luo Tong?" Ye Sheng's eyes widened.Although it is a question, it is already [-]% sure.

"Little friend knows me?" The bald man in red robe was stunned for a while, and with a raised voice, he took a step forward and was about to enter the courtyard.

"I didn't know it before, but now I have learned it..." Ye Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Luo Tong, a romantic and famous scholar who was just as impartial as a monolith in the legend, turned out to be such a coquettish character.

It's okay to be unconvinced.The one with raised eyebrows is really not serious at all.

"Hey, I didn't expect Luo to be so low-key, and he could make a statement. My friend, this is Zhesha Luo." Luo Tong conjured a folding fan out of nowhere, and slapped it in a serious manner.

"Where is it, don't break it, don't break it." Ye Sheng salivated at his small face, and smiled sweetly at Luo Tong.

Philistines, who wouldn't.Who is afraid of shameless competition?This old thing is shameless, he is afraid of him?

"Okay, okay, okay." Luo Tong laughed loudly, touching his bald head smoothly. "How long has it been since I met such a witty little friend? Gen Kun, you really should learn from him. You put on a serious face all day long. How can a little friend live comfortably?"

"Like him again. Someone should have floated into the sky." Fang Qingliu's face darkened, and he looked at Luo Tong with disgust in his eyes.

I haven't seen you for a few days, this narcissistic realm has reached a higher level, and he is about to reach the pinnacle and become a fairy.

"Family teacher would be very happy to hear that you praised my junior brother so much." Rong Qian still stood in front of the window calmly, turned his face sideways, and looked at Ye Sheng, extremely peaceful.

The smile on Luo Tong's face froze, and he forgot to move.

"Your junior brother again?" Luo Tong said sharply, which was different from the one he called Fang Lao just now.This time it's like a fried cock.

"As you can see." Rong Qian curled his lips, nodded and smiled. "I have been taught by a tutor since I was born, and I have learned the true meaning of the master more than I fear."

"Who allowed him to come up?" Luo Tong really exploded this time.

Not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, living a chic and unrestrained life, Luo Tong, who even wants to give way to the current emperor, is a stinky Taoist priest, not one of them.

Luo Tong used to argue with that stinky Taoist priest for three days against the cold wind at the Wangyun Terrace.From the initial citation to the final swearing.

Still can't change the mind of this vulgar tattered Taoist priest.

"The husband and the Tao cover the sky and the earth, outline the four directions, tower the eight poles, unreachable heights, unfathomable depths, envelop the heavens and the earth, and teach the invisible." How profound is this Taoism?How could the kind of magic stick who only knows how to make jokes and tricks understand?

It's fine if you only know about cheating and abducting, why can this kind of magic stick that is caught everywhere in Jin country still become a national teacher?It's fine to become a national teacher, he's out of sight and out of mind.Why did that guy come to his Yunyan Mountain to blow air?

It’s just a matter of blowing the wind, what do you say, “Tao is Tao, very Tao? Instead of studying this, it’s better to go here to drink some wine, blow the breeze, and have some meat. It would be great if there is another girl who sings the song... ..."

Luo Tong, Dean Luo, who takes the world as his own responsibility and has three views.I feel that people in the world can be stupid, but wouldn't it be too disappointing if even the teachers of a country are stupid?

Lord Luo Tongluo, who was heartbroken, dressed up specially that day. The purple double-breasted robe with the sun, moon and stars embroidered was rustling in the wind.He wears a lotus crown on his head, steps on cloud shoes, and steals the incense powder made by Gu Lao for his granddaughter, trying to create an atmosphere filled with incense and mist.It was in stark contrast to the Taoist priest who huddled in a ball, dressed in rags, and squatted on the stone bench.

Three days later, the Chinese clothes were wrinkled, the lotus crown was crooked, the cloud shoes were stained by the dust raised by stomping his feet when he was filled with anger, and the powder all over his body turned into pieces of stinky mud on his face.The beggar Taoist priest on the opposite side is still the wretched and wretched Taoist priest with a magic stick curled up in a ball.

It was the first time that Luo Tong, who had been gifted with extraordinary talent since he was a child, could not harm others and was so angry that he vomited blood.Luo Tong who vomited blood was still not reconciled, thinking that the Taoist priest was smelly and hard, and the rotten wood could not be carved.They sent someone to pack him up and take him away.

The Taoist priest left, but he caused irreparable insult and torture to the pure and pure Dean Luo.It even got to the point where the color of Taoist priests changed.

Not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, living a chic and unrestrained life, Luo Tong, who even wants to give way to the current emperor, the most frankly annoying is a stinky Taoist priest, not one of them! ! ! ! !

So that every time the Taoist priest went up the mountain to blow the wind to Dean Luo, he would get sick.The key is that the disease is still a heart disease, and there is no cure for it. It can only be the person who needs to tie the bell to untie it.

But the bell man wished that Luo Tong would die early and be reincarnated early.Untie the bell for him and hear him preach?Still pretending to be convinced?Pull it down!

So it was reasonable for Luo Tong to explode when he heard that Ye Sheng was the apprentice of the old man.Even Ye Sheng who heard the reason felt convinced.My own master, who I have been with for more than six years, naturally knows what virtue is.Not to mention that Luo Tong was so angry that he threw him out of Yunyan Academy, Ye Sheng would not be surprised even if he was so angry.

"But what did you say that made him look at me so happily and wink at me?" Ye Sheng tilted his head and asked Rong Qian who was sitting at the desk writing with a serious face.

Just now Luo Tong was indeed blown up, but Luo Tong who was blown up was happily left after being whispered by Rong Qian.No affectation, no hypocrisy.When leaving, there is also a meaningful and intriguing look in his eyes.Ye Sheng was so frightened that he trembled.

"I said, he can't cure the old ones, the old ones, or the young ones? You are a closed disciple of the Nether Loose Cultivator. From today onwards, you will be dealt with by him, and I will not care about it. Of course he is happy." Rong Qian looked at Ye Sheng with a smile.

The co-author is planning to fight poison with fire.

Ye Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that this idea was very good.At that time, Luo Tong will not be so angry that it will be difficult to ascend to the bliss.

"What about your master? Also that old man?" Ye Sheng nodded, pursed his lips, and did not comment on Rong Qian's actions.

"Yeah. I was there when you were sent up the mountain." Rong Qian's voice was soft and ethereal.As if thinking about something.

"Luo Tong is the emperor's man. The emperor's attitude is like a sword hanging over your head. He may not kill you now, but in the future, in case, I mean in case, he repents, you will not Wonderful." Rong Qian stopped writing and looked at him fixedly.

Ye Sheng watched his slender white fingers gently rubbing the barrel of the pen, and the ink from the pen nib smeared on the white paper little by little, forming dots of ink one after another.

"He was just afraid that you would win the throne." Rong Qian twitched his lips and smiled ironically.

"Then let Luo Tong take a look. You don't want to be the throne, nor do you have the ability to get it. Do you understand if you have a baby?"