Datang broom star

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The door opened, Wang Laoer came in and turned sideways, "Mr. Hu is here."

Standing behind was a middle-aged man with a standard Chinese character face, which could be called dignified.

Jia Pingan was silent.

Hu Luan just stood there.

After a long time, Jia Pingan raised his teacup.

Hu Luan walked in.

Wang Lao Er closed the door and muttered, "If I didn't come in earlier, I really thought that the gentleman would ask you out loudly? I deserve it!"

When the door closed, Hu Luan gave a dry cough.

"It's no secret that I presided over the army's conquest of the Wa Kingdom. I'm very busy, so let's make a long story short."

Jia Ping raised his hand and nodded, Hu Luan sat down.

"Go teach Da Lang."

Jia Pingan looked at him with a calm expression.

Hu Luan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"You refused because of me. At this moment, most of the celebrities in Chang'an City regard me as an enemy. If you bow your head, you will worry about being ridiculed and hated by others, but you are reluctant to part with that generous reward."

"No sir!"

Hu Luan's face turned red.

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "You have. If you want to express your opinion, you can refuse directly, rather than preaching that you can't teach. What do you mean by not being able to teach? Is it because you are ignorant or struggling in your heart? The fantasy princess will invite you again."

Hu Luan's complexion was slightly green.

Is Mr. Lang's words too harsh?

Xu Xiaoyu was worried that Hu Luan would walk away.

Jia Pingan did not have this worry. He raised his glass and took a sip of tea, "Why do you fantasize about the princess inviting you again? Because you know that I can protect you, but you need to put on a show."

"You put on airs so that those famous people think you are too reserved, but I ask you now, would you like to teach Da Lang?"

Hu Luan hesitated.

Jia Ping raised his index finger, "I'll only say it once!"

He drank the tea in his cup and got up slowly.

He went out without hesitation.

I only give you one chance.

He heard rapid breathing as he reached the door.

"The old man is willing!"

Xu Xiaoyu looked at Hu Luan in surprise.

What about your persistence?

What about your modesty?

Hu Luan turned his head back, "However, there is something I don't understand, so I would like to ask Duke Jia to explain it clearly."

Jia Pingan didn't turn around, "Say it."

Hu Luan said: "I know that Duke Jia can invite such scholars, so why do you insist on asking me to go?"

The matter seemed unreasonable to him.It is very heartbreaking for the old man to decline the princess' invitation, but shouldn't you, Jia Ping'an, contemptuously say that the old man is a fool?Then invite another celebrity to go.

Jia Pingan was silent for a moment, "It's just because the princess thinks you are suitable."

Hu Luan was in a mess.

So you just want to make the princess happy?

The old man is just a gimmick to make the princess happy!

Hu Luan sat down, and suddenly laughed at himself: "He can see through the old man's mind, and he doesn't even bother to check the old man."

Li Shuo's enlightenment has ended, and a learned gentleman is needed for the follow-up.

"That gentleman can't come, you, Aye, will find one for you later."

Gao Yang knew that Jia Ping'an would be very busy before the expedition, and he could only rely on himself to find a husband, but he still transferred the credit to Jia Ping'an.

Li Shuo nodded, Xiao Ling saw a glimmer of joy.

The days without reading are really comfortable!

"Princess."

A maid came over, Fushen said, "Princess, a gentleman came outside and said he was here to teach Mr. Da Lang."

"what!"

Gao Yang wondered, "I didn't invite you!"

The huge disappointment made Li Shuo slander the old man for the first time, "It must be the gentleman invited by Aye."

Did Xiao Jia really invite her?

He is so busy, he still puts Dalang's affairs in the most important position

Gao Yang was in a very good mood, "Da Lang, follow me to see Mr.

The mother and son walked slowly to the front yard.

Qian Er was looking at the sky.

The sky was cloudless and clear.

But as a steward, shouldn't he be with that gentleman at this moment?

Qian Er's skin is itching again!

Gao Yang's right hand moved, but now she is no longer the woman who carried a small leather whip with her.