Chapter 210 So this is what Liu Xuan meant

"Liu Xuan, don't be too nervous. You are still young, not to mention, you have a child. This is not a good thing."

Sure enough, the familiar steps came.

"Of course, the person we Lao Li chooses for you won't care about this."

"After all, you are also the Marquis of Lantian of the Tang Dynasty!"

At this moment, Liu Xuan suddenly realized something. He was already the Marquis of Lantian of the Tang Dynasty. With this status, couldn't he marry whomever he wanted?

Li Yuan, Li Yuan, you, an old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, have also learned how to use CPU?

"Ahem, old man, let's talk about what to eat."

When Li Yuan saw Liu Xuan changing the subject, he immediately became unhappy. It would be a huge honor for me to come and talk about this today.

From ancient times to the present, no emperor has ever come to propose marriage. How come you, a young man, can't get involved?

Didn't you see that Chang Le was already blushing?

My granddaughter is beautiful, talented and intelligent, and has a noble status. She is a good woman that no one in the world could ask for in ten lifetimes.

Liu Xuanfeng said calmly: "Old man, there is no rush in this marriage."

"The top priority is to eat. It's so early in the morning. Can't we get something good?"

"Miss Li, your stomach has been growling for a long time."

For a time, the main hall was filled with laughter and laughter.

Outside the door, Yaya and Da Zhuang chased Goudan. Goudan ran in front, and Yaya chased behind. Da Zhuang blocked Goudan. After a while, the young Goudan seemed to be unable to run. He stuck out his tongue and collapsed on the ground. Lying there, it's like saying: I'm tired, don't run anymore, do as you like.

Very soon!

Li Lizhi also joined the small camp. After all, who doesn't like Huskies?

As for the incident where Goudan peed on Li Yuan just now, Li Lizhi had long forgotten about it.

It's not like you peed on me, that's a big deal?

In the kitchen, Liu Xuan felt refreshed and the flour quickly condensed into balls in his hands, just like the Tai Chi master in later TV series standing in the woods gathering leaves into balls. There was a kind of magic everywhere in the kitchen. breath.

Not long after, the noodles were ready, and then came the fillings...

Yaya and Da Zhuang want to eat vegetable boxes and meat boxes today, so prepare some for them.

Since it is breakfast, spicy soup is indispensable and is suitable for all ages.

…

Goudan, who was playing in the front yard, was lying on the ground and was being kneaded by several people. Suddenly, Goudan's nose moved twice.

The nostrils on the dark little nose suddenly opened.

Then Goudan jumped up, but due to lack of coordination, he only jumped halfway.

His body was obviously still down, but his head was already standing upright, his nostrils were twitching rapidly, and his four legs were not obeying his command, and he started to buckle.

His saliva, like stringy candy, started flowing instantly.

Li Lizhi looked at this scene, a little confused.

"Yaya, Da Zhuang, what happened to Goudan?"

Yaya shook her head, the two braids on her head swaying back and forth.

The strong and honest face was very calm. Suddenly, he smelled something in his nose, and his eyes lit up quickly like a lighthouse that suddenly appeared in the night sky.

"It smells like the young master's cooking!"

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“If a person doesn’t know something but is not stunned, then he is not a gentleman…”

"There must be a threesome... there must be... there must be..."

Cheng Chuxia is still young, and now his immature face already has more tangles.

He tried hard to remember these convoluted words, but he just couldn't remember them.

He obviously knew what it meant, but once his eyes left those pieces of paper, he was confused.

"Dad, I can't remember."

Cheng Yaojin's chest heaved and he was out of breath.

The concubine is also Cheng Yaojin’s youngest son, Cheng Chuxia, who is probably a little older than Yaya. Which Chang’an boy at this age can’t recite poetry? Don’t say too much, just one song is always okay, right?

Finally, Cheng Yaojin realized the fact that his son did not seem to be good at studying.

"Chuxia, what do you memorize the fastest on weekdays?"

Cheng Yaojin didn't give up yet and planned to continue to explore his son's potential.

Cheng Chuxia's eyes lit up: "Dad, I remember clearly what eldest brother told me."

"There are 108 squares in Chang'an, and Pingkang square is the largest and whitest... If a man doesn't go to Pingkang square, it is better to go back to his hometown and squat on the earth... The four oirans are the Fuxiang girl from Zuihua Tower and the Yuanyang girl from Fengyue Tower. , Miss Zi Yan from Nuanxiang Pavilion..."

The color on Cheng Yaojin's face became darker and darker.

It turns out that not only ink can make people's faces turn black, but also the nonsensical nonsense of naughty children.

"Master, calm down, calm down."

Mrs. Cui looked at Cheng Chuxia with a sense of luck on her face, thinking that luckily this was not her son. If her son was so stupid, his ancestors would probably have to hit a wall and die.

Looking at Cheng Yaojin, Cui sighed: "Master, after all, this is your flesh and blood, so don't be embarrassed."

Ms. Cui knew that this could only mean that Cheng Yaojin's influence was too strong. The sons in the family, from the eldest son Cheng Chumo to the youngest son Cheng Chuxia, were all careless and had far-fetched ideas. At first Endorsing an endorsement is like grinding a lazy donkey. It's good to have a lot of excrement and urine, and some may even faint directly.

There is no context in this family!

Cheng Yaojin was speechless. His Majesty asked him to teach his son how to read. How should he teach him?

Even if he is as strong as Liu Xuan, there is nothing he can do, right?

The key for this child is to go in through the left ear and out through the right ear.

Take out Liu Xuan's Water Margin from his sleeves, and Cheng Yaojin treats the dead horse as a living one.

At worst, just give birth to a few more! If the big one is useless, then practice a few more small ones.

"Hmm? Master, what is this?"

Cheng Yaojin put his hands behind his back, his face gloomy: "This is written by a little brother. It was originally intended to let the child recognize words, but now I think it's unnecessary."

"Our children don't have that ink in their bones!"

Seeing Cheng Yaojin anxious, Cui calmed down instead. She took the blue book from Cheng Yaojin's hand, and the moment she saw those words, her eyes never moved away again.

"Water Margin... Is this a storybook?"

Cheng Yaojin nodded.

Cui sighed. The storybook has a lot of words in it. If you want your child to remember it, it must be very difficult.

Suddenly, a childish voice came.

"Dad, Mom, I want to listen to a story..."

"I want to listen to a story..."

Cui smiled and comforted Cheng Chuxia, then pulled Cheng Yaojin aside.

"Master, I think this method is feasible."

"The child can't read, but let him listen to stories every day. When we don't read stories to him, he will definitely learn to read by himself..."

Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, and then he suddenly realized.

So, this is what Liu Xuan meant!

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