Datang broom star

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"Why am I angry?" Jia Pingan said with a smile: "Life will always encounter many things in this world. If anger can solve the problem, then that's all. But besides making the other party elated, anger will only make your body Damaged. So, why am I angry?"

He added: "Besides, he can suppress my poems, but can he suppress my talent?"

My talent is like a big river, flowing endlessly, Changsun Run is just a clown.

He really is the atmosphere!

A man with a big atmosphere will not be bad!

This is what the family said back then.

"Last night, Changsun Run contradicted His Majesty cryptically, was quite domineering, and even humiliated Zhaoyi."

Sister didn't mention this before, she was worried that I would be furious, and then she went to trouble Changsun Run!

Jia Pingan narrowed his eyes slightly, but his eyes were suddenly cold and harsh, "When the sky is yellow and rainy, it's bad for people to be mad. Wushuang, don't forget your form when you are proud, for it will be a disaster for you. Just watch coldly and see what happens to those people!"

Wei Wushuang nodded, "Okay."

Jia Ping'an suddenly laughed, "Why is this so like a husband singing and a wife following?"

The little thief!

Wei Wushuang bit his red lip, really wanted to kick him!

"By the way, sister said, this matter has already been passed by His Majesty, and you don't need to cover it up from now on."

Wei Wushuang was slightly happy, "I see, you go back."

Shouldn't I say you and go back?

Who is the husband?

On the second day, Jia Ping'an came to Taichang Temple and kindly asked the musicians and musicians what they thought of the two poems.

The response was very enthusiastic, and everyone hoped that Master Jia could write more such famous works and spread them all over the world.

The moment Jia Pingan walked out of the gate of Taichang Temple, he saw Changsun Run standing with his back.

"Are you sure you want to be an enemy of the eldest grandson's family?"

Jia Pingan smiled, "Can you represent the eldest grandson's family?"

You little brat, do you really think you are an onion?

Changsun Run took a deep breath, and then went to look for Changsun Wuji.

"Aye, Na Jia Ping'an humiliated the child."

Changsun Wuji raised his head, "Say!"

Changsun Run told what happened this time, from the dispute he encountered at the beginning, to the two poems he suppressed...

Changsun Wuji put down the brush, rubbed his eyes, and asked calmly, "You let the pheasant slave lose face in public?"

Changsun Run subconsciously said: "When he comes home later, I'll just apologize in private."

A volume of books flew over and slapped Changsun Run's face heavily.

"Audacity!"

Changsun Wuji stood up, slapped him on the face, and cursed: "The reason why my father can treat him like this is because my father is the late emperor's servant and even his elder. You... What's his?"

Changsun Run fell to his knees with a plop, "Aye..."

Changsun Wuji slapped him hard, causing Changsun Run's face to swell.

"Go, stand outside the palace gate for an hour!"

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Chapter 462 Be good in this life and be filial to your parents

People outside the palace come and go.

Changsun Run walked slowly to the side of the palace gate, he hesitated for a moment, but Changsun Wuji's long-standing prestige made him dare not retreat, so he could only stand on the side.

head down...

It is impossible for the son of the eldest grandson family to bow his head.

Even if the slap marks on his face are so obvious.

"Isn't this Changsun Run? Who beat him?"

"Tsk tsk! The slap marks on this face look really cruel."

At first everyone thought he was waiting for someone here, but after a quarter of an hour, someone murmured: "I can't wait for someone, right? Who dares to make Changsun Run wait so long?"

"Could it be..."

The word publicity is circling in everyone's mind.

"Uncle Wuyang, Changsun Run stood outside the palace for a long time, his face was swollen from being beaten."

I go!

Changsun Wuji is decisive enough!

Changsun Run embarrassed the emperor and was proud of it.But Changsun Wuji was not stupid, so he made his son's nose bruised and his face swollen, and then asked him to stand outside the palace to show the public.

Pheasant slave, your cousin offended you, and I vent my anger on you.

This method is very relative, but also very monarch and minister.

"As expected of the eldest grandson Wuji."

But any father, who wants to let his son make a fool of himself?

This old ghost is really decisive and forbearing enough.

Ming Jing was confused.

"The jewelry is really beautiful, but I don't have enough money."

Ming Jing was very conflicted, she rested her chin with one hand, and slowly looked at the shame of Baiqi.