Li Xian was a little unhappy now when he saw Su Dawei. He was quite a bit unhappy with his nose, but his eyes were not his eyes.

I had already lowered my attitude as much as possible, but my uncle obviously still regarded himself as a child and said something he didn't understand to deceive himself.

For example, he has also inquired about those poems many times.

Su Dawei also wrote many poems in the army, all of which are amazing and famous works that can be passed down from later generations.

But my uncle kept saying that it was left by some monk and Taoist priest who passed by begging for alms when he was a child.

What a scam.

Can monks and Taoists write poems?

OK, maybe there is.

Could it be that such a suitable poem?

In the army, there are "the sun sets in the Hun River, and the lonely smoke in the desert is straight", "the black clouds are pressing against the city and the light of armor is about to be destroyed, and the golden scales are blooming towards the sun", "receiving you the meaning of the golden platform, and supporting the jade dragon to die for you."

After the severe epidemic in Shuzhong, there were "Thousands of willows in the spring breeze, and 600 million willows in China will be filled with Shun and Yao."

When he was framed and impeached by his ministers, he said, "Don't listen to the sound of slapping leaves through the forest, why not sing and whistle and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat can last for the rest of his life."

Such a quick-witted mind, each of which is a classic. How many people are there in the Tang Dynasty?

I'm afraid that only Wang Bo can barely compare with him before.

But Wang Bo is too enthusiastic about scholars, and compared to Buzeng's plan, he is far inferior to Su Dawei's attack and destroying the country.

If you can get Su Dawei's help, why worry about the big thing going to happen?

But these words can only be hidden in Li Xian's heart.

The time we spend together is too short, so it is best to avoid having a simple and deep conversation.

He seized the opportunity to meet Su Dawei today, and mainly tried to do some tests.

See if there is a possibility of getting into the relationship and going deeper with each other.

Now, Su Dawei doesn't seem to be very keen on making friends with him, the prince.

In other words, Su Dawei looked down on him at all and was so calm that he was very calm.

Li Xian called his uncle and asked him to regard him as his nephew. Su Dawei really dared to hold his shoulders and warned him not to fall into the path of poetry and not to lose his ambitions too much.

When Li Xian thought of this, he felt the blue veins on his head leaping.

A bad thief!

From childhood to adulthood, who in the palace dares to speak to Gu like this!

I was angry, but I didn't dare to show the slightest part on my face.

Su Dawei was questioned and impeached by civil servants in Hanyuan Hall. Not only did he not lose any damage, he defeated the Minister Gu Gu De and Zheng Taizhao.

Even the right prime minister Li Jingxuan hated and jealous of this person, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

The father and mother even threatened that Su Dawei would be one with the Tang Dynasty and live with the country.

Who else in the Tang Dynasty can do this trust and protection?

No more, only Su Dawei!

Li Xian also knew that as long as Su Dawei's anti-epidemic method was successful, his father and mother would have more solemn rewards. He even said in front of all civil and military officials in Hanyuan Palace that he would be appointed as the county magistrate!

What a fuck, Is there any place to make sense for one level three?

How can you offend this kind of existence?

Be careful not to curry favor with it.

After Su Dawei suffered a lot of face, he could only beat his teeth and swallow his blood.

He squeezed out a smile on his face. He heard that Su Dawei was leaving, and he bowed and gave it to him in person, with a very humble attitude.

I just want to leave a good impression on Su Dawei and there is still a chance to win over in the future.

Before leaving, Su Dawei glanced at the bamboo chair and table just now. Li Xian immediately understood and patted his chest and took the initiative to express his desire to give his uncle a set.

After all, it was made by a skilled craftsman in the palace, and its fineness was much better than the West City carpenters that Su Dawei found himself.

In a word, this is royal texture.

"Xian'er, I'm a little embarrassed, after all, it was you who did it on purpose."

"What is the uncle saying? Xian'er and uncle are their own family members, and Xian'er's belongs to the uncle. Even if the uncle takes it, if there is not enough, let's talk to Xian'er."

Li Xian patted his chest with a generous look on his face.

In fact, blood is dripping from my heart.

This craftsman was found by Yan Liben, the chief craftsman at that time. I heard that he was a first-class craftsman who built the Daming Palace for his father.

In the Tang Dynasty, only a few people could be rated as the top craftsman.

Such high-level craftsmen usually do palace garden designs, with tens of thousands of disciples under their jurisdiction.

That identity is so transcendent and high above.

Even Li Xian couldn't do it at will.

He was still shameless and took advantage of Wu Meiniang's good mood and begging him several times before Empress Wu spoke, asking Yan Liben to summon a first-class master and made three sets for Li Xian.

One set was given to Li Zhi and happy, and the other two sets were collected by himself.

I am reluctant to show it to others.

This time, in order to please Su Dawei, I specially bought a set.

A first-class master who built the Daming Palace in the Tang Dynasty, made tables and chairs by himself.

Killing a chicken with a slaughter!

Even if I am willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars, I am afraid I will not be able to find a first-class master who is willing to do such table and chair skills.

Now, as soon as you open your mouth, you will give Su Dawei a set.

It is false to say that you don’t feel sorry for it.

"Xian'er is indeed filial."

Su Dawei sighed: "My mother can use one set at home, but it would be great if she had one more set, so that my mother and I can use it."

The smile on Li Xian's face froze.

Uncle, you are a little greedy, are you?

The first-class master made it by himself, and there were only three sets in total, one for my father, one for my own use and one for my treasure.

Now I give you what I use for you, but I still refuse to give up?

"What, are there any difficulties?"

Su Dawei glanced at Li Xian's face: "If you are embarrassed, forget it."

"No!"

Li Xian glared at him and said loudly: "Uncle has spoken. Don't talk about one or two sets of tables and chairs, even if you want to treasure it in Xian'er's mansion, Xian'er should respect his uncle."

He turned his head and waved to the eunuch not far away: "Let me find a few people, take out the hidden chairs in the lonely palace, and pack them with them to my uncle's mansion."

"Here!"

The eunuch hurriedly crossed his hands to answer his orders.

But my heart shivered and said, why did King Lu stare at me so viciously?

Seeing his gritting teeth, he seemed to be trying to crush someone's bones and ashes.

Could it be that I accidentally hated King Lu?

After thinking about this, the eunuch almost burst into tears on the spot.

"Xian'er, aren't it really difficult?" Su Dawei asked with concern.

"Don't make things difficult, don't make things difficult. Xian'er is very happy to be able to contribute some effort to the uncle."

Li Xian's heart was bleeding and he had to squeeze out a smile on his face.

"Really? Why do I think you look a little bad?"

"Haha, uncle, I'm hot, it's hot, I'll just take a rest."

"Young people, their bodies are still important, so you need to be restrained."

Su Dawei patted Li Xian's shoulder earnestly: "For your health, if there are many maids and maids in the mansion, you can also send them to the uncle's mansion. The uncle's mansion is short of some servants."

Li Xian was completely confused.

"I'll send you some Buddhist scriptures later. They were all passed down to me when Master Xuanzang was there. I'll give you some. Reciting them repeatedly will increase your blessings and longevity."

Su Dawei sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound.

Seeing Li Xian's brain crash, his mouth twitched, and he looked like he was about to thrust, he nodded with satisfaction: "Uncle is leaving now, I'll see you next time I enter the palace."
To be continued...