Datang romantic little landlord

Li Wangyou almost bit his tongue, damn, you old bastard, it's not like you haven't been to my house, don't you know who is in my house?

Where did the diva come from?

Oh, no, there is also Afro, but why is Li Wangyou willing to let the girl version of Angelina Jolie come out to dance for everyone?

Before he could speak, Cheng Yaojin slapped himself on the forehead again, and smiled at Li Er: "Wahhahaha, I forgot, this kid still owes a lot of debts, and the family is shabby, tsk tsk, It's really pitiful."

But Qin Qiong answered the conversation with a wine bowl: "Nonsense, how could the Li family boy have no money? Look at the drinks, they are all ten barrels of good wine. How could it be as shabby as Zhijie said?"

Cheng Yaojin stared: "Second brother, if someone says he is poor, he is poor. Look at Miss Su, does she have a piece of jewelry on her body?"

When he mentioned this, everyone turned their attention to the beautiful boss.

Indeed, since traveling to Datang, Su Changqing has put away all the accessories that Su Changqing used to wear.

Now she is naked, not to mention jewelry, she doesn't even have women's powder and rouge, she looks extremely simple.

Li Wangyou thought about it a little bit, why did Cheng Yaojin seem to help him cry poorly?

But who is he talking about?Fang Xuanling?Or several other bigwigs?

Li Wangyou was a little confused by Cheng Yaojin's actions, but he didn't notice the bearded man, and gave Cheng Yaojin a vicious look.

Cheng Yaojin naturally saw Li Er's eyes, so he stopped talking, just laughed, and went to drink with Qin Qiong again.

In fact, the meaning of Cheng Yaojin's words, except for Li Wangyou and the beautiful boss, who were confused because they didn't know Li Er's identity, everyone else understood the meaning of his words.

This is obviously to call poor for the young man of the Li family, but in fact he is using words to run on Li Er.

Li Wangyou is a member of the Tian family, and all the elders in the family have passed away, leaving him as a young man, and he is still carrying a pile of debts. You, an uncle who has not paid five clothes, have the nerve to just look at it like this?

Li Er's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, this Cheng Zhijie is really not a good bird!

He narrowed his eyes and pointed at Li Wangyou: "Come and talk."

Li Wangyou is inexplicable, why are you glaring at me-why?

Qi Qi Ai Ai walked to Li Er's side: "What's your order, Mr. Lang?"

"Let me ask you, do you resent the saint for taking your position as an adult?"

When he asked this, everyone turned their attention to Li Wangyou, wanting to see how he would answer.

193 The mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals

Li Wangyou was a little confused by Li Er's question, and didn't understand what the bearded man meant.

"Resentment? Why resentment?"

"Your lord originally supervised Hu County, but because he hated the saint, he seized the official and dismissed him. As a result, your life is difficult now. Do you have no complaints?" Li Er asked.

What he said made Fang Xuanling and the others feel tense, for fear that Li Wangyou's unrestrained speech would annoy Li Er again.

But I didn't expect Li Wangyou to smile: "What is there to complain about? My family is in debt. It is because my adults are forced by the clan to borrow money to provide supplies. It is not exploited by the court. I really can't blame others. It doesn't matter anymore. Although the son doesn't say anything about the father's fault, from the boy's point of view, my lord is wrong."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Li Er didn't expect Li Wangyou to answer like this.

As a white-collar worker in the workplace in his previous life, Li Wangyou has seen many ups and downs in the workplace, including himself.

As for Li Zhou, when the company changed the boss, he sang against the boss and hated the boss's behavior. He felt that his EQ was too low in his heart.

If you can't stand being wronged in the workplace, or even start a fight with your boss after a word of disagreement, then go home and eat yourself.

Li Zhou was like this, but he pissed himself off to death, which Li Wangyou felt was really unwise.

Li Wangyou recalled a chicken soup class for the soul of a job hunting headhunter in his previous life, and felt that the chicken soup class was just right to answer this question.

"Nobility but not arrogance, power but not domineering, retreat to second place, support but not concealment, ups and downs are not chaotic, this is the true nature of a minister. My family's adults have not been able to retreat to second place and not to be chaotic. No wonder a saint. As the saying goes, do not be surprised by favor or humiliation, Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; leaving and staying, looking at the clouds rolling and relaxing outside the sky."

What he said made the beautiful boss laugh, and this guy was plagiarizing again.She has also heard the lecture content of Emerson headhunting company in later generations.

But Fang Xuanling and other important ministers were all stunned, they never thought that the reason for becoming an official and minister would be summed up so brilliantly by this 16-year-old young man.

Changsun Wuji clapped his hands and applauded: "Xiao Lang is really amazing. It's really rare to be so mature at such a young age. It's such an honor and disgrace, let's watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; if you don't want to stay or stay, watch the clouds roll and the clouds calm in the sky!"

Du Ruhui also stroked the three strands of beard and nodded frequently: "Li Zhou gave birth to a good son! Xiao Lang, you understand better than your adults."

Ma Zhou was so excited that he couldn't help himself. The young teacher not only knows how to study things to learn, and to apply the knowledge of the world, but also understands the principles of being an official so clearly.

He thought again that he was an assistant teacher in Bozhou before, but because of a moment of anger, he became dissolute and went westward to Chang'an in a fit of anger, he was really ashamed.

Li Er was even more stimulated by Li Wangyou's words, and muttered and recited in his mouth repeatedly, feeling more and more that Li Wangyou's words were true.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he asked again: "Boy, are you content with poverty? Have you never complained about injustice?"

Li Wangyou blinked, thinking why should I be content with poverty?

My son's ideal is to be a small landlord in the prosperous age, with a house and fields at home, and a life full of joy... Ahem, this seems to be the line of Master Xing.

Anyway, he didn't intend to live a hard life. With the franchise of four-wheeled carriages in Chang'an City, wealth is just around the corner.

Not to mention that there are still many business plans in the pipeline, and they can start only after they have enough funds. He and his beautiful boss have already drawn up a blueprint for the business empire of the Tang Dynasty.

poor?nonexistent.

But in front of so many important ministers of the Tang Dynasty, Li Wangyou was too embarrassed to express his small thoughts, which seemed too hopeless.

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly it appeared in his mind that a text he had recited in junior high school seemed to be used as a pretense to show that he was strong enough.

Li Wangyou coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, looked calm and calm, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and spoke slowly.

"The mountain is not high, but the immortals are famous. The water is not deep, but the dragon is the spirit. This is a shabby house, but I am beautiful. The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass is green in the shade. There are great scholars in talking and laughing, and there is no white ding in the exchanges. It can be adjusted. Suqin, reading the golden scriptures. There is no messy ears of silk and bamboo, no laboring shape of case and slips. Zhuge House in Nanyang, Yunting Pavilion in Xishu. Confucius said: Why is there such a thing?"

The beautiful boss almost fell to the ground, Li Wangyou, a bastard, actually used "Humble Room Inscription" to pretend to be coercive, can you be more shameless?

After reciting a piece of "Humble Room Inscription", the main room has become completely silent, including Li Er, everyone shut up and stared at Li Wangyou.

As a swan song through the ages, "The Humble Room Ming" is less than a hundred characters, and the length is very short, but the layout is very large.

When I heard this article for the first time, all the monarchs and ministers of the Tang Dynasty were numb, and I didn't know what to think.

"Sir, what is the name of this Fu?"

""Humble Room Inscription"."

Ma Zhouyi looked excited, my little gentleman, he lied to himself that day, saying that he was not good at essays and poems.

If you are not good at it, you can make masterpieces like "Humble Room Inscription". If you are good at it, you will not be able to go to heaven?