Song Beiyun

Several little girls closed their eyes one after another, Song Beiyun also started to count down, and when he counted to two, he pulled Yan Shu up and jumped down himself: "One!"

Immediately afterwards, exclamations were heard in the courtyard, but Yan Shu did not speak, but looked at Zhao Yi with burning eyes, and stretched out his hand to pass the ball wrapped in leaves, but Zhao Yi's mind was completely blank at this moment. , I could only walk over and take the leaf in a daze.

This Yan Shu himself is a fair-skinned and handsome young man. Not only is he full of poetry and calligraphy, but he is also really good-looking. I got hooked up.

But before the two of them could speak, Song Beiyun suddenly exerted force on his head, and Yan Shu was pulled down directly, as if he really disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, Song Beiyun jumped up again: "Did you see your sweetheart?"

The girls inside were all stunned, and there was a commotion and Song Beiyun had to pay them a favor, otherwise he wouldn't return the clothes to him.

"That can't be done, such things violate the rules of nature, and you can't do more." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Okay, give me the clothes quickly, then sister of the Zhao family."

Zhao Yi's face was flushed at this moment, and his eyes were full of spring. When he heard Song Beiyun's words, he didn't have time to think carefully, so he picked up the clothes and returned them to him.

"Although the young man is good, don't be greedy." Song Beiyun smiled at Zhao Yi: "As for when you will meet, it's up to God. Farewell."

"Ah I……"

Zhao Yi just wanted to ask a question, but Song Beiyun had already jumped off the wall and ran all the way into the distance to catch up with Yan Shu.

Chapter 192: On October 10, the light rain and gold powder did not die out, and the fragrance of the Six Dynasties was smelled

"Father……"

It was evening when Zhao Xiang returned home from court, he was so tired that his whole body ached, he sat on the chair for a long time without moving, and when he heard his daughter's greeting, he responded with a lack of interest.

And Zhao Yi didn't seem to care about his father's attitude. After paying his respects as usual, he returned to his room, lying on the bedside, looking at the leaf that she had carefully wiped, savoring the little poem on it. The precious gems are placed by the pillow, and I can't put it down.

She looks very much like a young girl in Huaichun, her mind is full of the bright eyes of the delicate scholar in the autumn rain in the afternoon, and it can make people laugh out loud when she thinks about it.

"Ah... I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." She rolled on the bed, holding the leaf to her chest: "My heart is beating so hard..."

When she was a young girl in Huaichun, the servant girl came in and said, "Miss, the master is calling."

She quickly stuffed the leaf and the small glass ball under the pillow, arranged her clothes and went to the front hall.

Zhao Xiang was sitting in front of the hall with a cup of tea and a few pastries in front of him. He was using the light to write what he would present to the court tomorrow. When he saw his daughter coming, he didn't say anything, just sat there and continued to write. .And Zhao Yi didn't dare to make a sound, so he sat there dignifiedly and waited quietly.

"Daughter."

"Daddy." Zhao Yi got up quickly: "My daughter is here."

Zhao Xiang looked up and down at his slim daughter, and after a long time sighed, "You are not young anymore, it's time for Daddy to find you a home."

"what……"

"Why? Don't want to?" Zhao Xiang looked into his daughter's eyes: "You have someone in your heart?"

"No... daughter... follow daddy's arrangement."

"En." Zhao Xiang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely find a family with you who is a good match."

After Zhao Xiang finished speaking, he tapped the table lightly a few times: "I heard that the grandson of the great doctor and official's family has excellent character, talent and learning, and he shined at the Song, Jin, and Wen meetings yesterday. I think he will be reused by the official family soon. Hmm , The Yan family in Jiangxi can be regarded as a big family, tomorrow I will go to the great medical officer to discuss it."

Zhao Yi's lips trembled slightly, but he still suppressed his melancholy, stood up and bowed gracefully: "My daughter understands, my daughter has to go back to the room first."

Zhao Xiang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Just by looking at her daughter, she knows that she has someone in her heart, but what can I do? In the future, there will be storms in the court, and Zhao Xiang must settle her daughter's affairs quickly. Otherwise, on the day when she was reprimanded, if her daughter followed him, she would have to suffer a lot.

And his selection of a son-in-law is not a mess. How many parents in the world do not want their children to be good? Naturally, his criteria for choosing a son-in-law are also strict. It can be said to be icing on the cake, but now that the situation is changing, there will be time, and if it is so, it may really be dismissed as a young bird.

Therefore, Prime Minister Zhao focused his attention on those non-authorities who are highly respected, such as Wen Shenggong, the great medical officer, and the great Sinonong. They have a high status but are far away from the temple. .

Wen Shenggong's grandson already has a marriage contract, and the child's reputation is very bad. Zhao Xiang was the first to brush him off, and then he was the youngest son of Da Sinong and the grandson of the great medical officer. , these two young people are excellent candidates with excellent reputation and talent, but the son of Da Si Nong lost one eye because of his naughty childhood, and became disabled, so it is not pleasing to look at.

In the end, Zhao Xiang's eyes were locked on the grandson of the great medical officer's family. Although he hadn't seen him yet, he was described as a handsome young man who was young, talented and handsome, and he was not yet married. Zhao Xiang felt that this child was the most suitable for him.

Although I know that this will hurt my daughter's heart, it's better than wandering with me in the future. When King Fu leaves in a few days... Zhao Xiang didn't dare to think that it was really going to be an open fight at that time. If there is a slight mistake, he will be exiled for three thousand miles, and his daughter can't suffer with him.

When Zhao Yi returned to the room, she took out the leaf again, tears streaming down her cheeks. She muttered about liars and liars, but she was reluctant to tear the leaf off in her hands. Pressed on the bottom of the dowry box, then sighed silently, and lay on the bed, but couldn't sleep anyway, moaning and sighing all night.

What was different from her was the refreshed Yan Shu. He stood guard at Song Beiyun's door the next morning when the rooster crowed. When he saw Song Beiyun not going out, he even picked up a stone and threw it inside past.

Of course, this behavior disturbed Qiaoyun, she thought someone was provoking trouble, so she came out with a knife...

"Ah..." Yan Shu saw the murderous Qiao Yun, and was so frightened that he almost peed out: "I'm looking for...I'm looking for Song Beiyun, it's time to face the saint, that...I didn't mean it, I didn't throw stones , I didn't throw it."

Qiaoyun gave him a cold look, slammed the door and walked in, and after a while, Song Beiyun, who was sleepy, came out of it.

"Are you sick?" Song Beiyun said cursingly, "It's so early in the morning, are you going to die?"

"It's time to face the saint, it's disrespectful to go late."

"What time is it?" Song Beiyun looked at the sky: "It's not even light yet."

"It's raining today, and the sky is getting late."

Song Beiyun thought for a while and slapped his forehead, then rushed back to the room and changed into clean clothes, cooked his face at the limit speed, and then rushed out holding an umbrella with a piece of mustache in his mouth.

"go!"

"Aren't you in no hurry?"

"If you're not in a hurry, if you're not in a hurry, you'll have to bully the king." Song Beiyun trotted forward: "We can't afford it in our current status."

The two of them came to the palace gate all the way, luckily they were not late, the other students were also waiting outside the palace gate, when they saw the two of them coming, they cupped their fists and greeted each other.

"Hello Song Caizi and Yan Caizi."

"Okay, okay." Song Beiyun greeted everyone with a smile: "Ah, Tong Caizi, have you eaten yet? Hey, Zhang Caizi, today's clothes look tight. Good morning, Huang Caizi..."

Seeing his exquisite appearance, Yan Shu was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask. After all, everyone has their own ambitions, although he didn't know why someone as talented as Song Beiyun greeted these mediocre people with joy .

"Brother Beipo, are you going to court today in official uniform?"

Beipo was standing at the front wearing a crimson official uniform. After Song Beiyun passed by, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "But it's a bit of a style."

"Where is there." Beipo cupped his hands towards Song Beiyun: "Where did you go yesterday? I searched for you for a day, and I even said that I would introduce you to some colleagues from the official department."

"There was something yesterday..."

Speaking of this, Song Beiyun suddenly changed his face and slapped his head: "It's over."

"Huh? Brother Beiyun, what's the matter?"

"I had an appointment with a tigress, I forgot..." Song Beiyun hugged his head: "It's over, it's over, it's over... I'm going to die!"

Beipo patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, but what can he do about this kind of thing...

While talking, the young master of the Wang family came late, he still looked like he was not awake, the dark circles on his face were thicker than before, he yawned after walking a few steps, and swayed a few times when the autumn wind swept away .

When he entered the arena, the talented scholars around him subconsciously avoided a few feet, for fear of having something to do with him, and he didn't seem to care too much, but with the help of his servants, he came down to the palace gate and stood there with sleepy eyes. .

Seeing his appearance, Beipo reluctantly stepped forward and bowed to him: "Brother Wang."

"Hmm..." Young Master Wang even spoke with a saliva, obviously his mind was in chaos: "Why don't you open the door yet?"

Song Beiyun silently took a few steps back, telling Beipo to talk to him while he hid beside Yan Shu.

"Are you afraid of getting evil?"

Yan Shu was facing the palace wall, chewing a piece of oil pancake in his mouth. In order to prevent others from seeing his ugliness, he turned his back to everyone. Those who didn't know thought he was so noble.

"Stop talking nonsense." Song Beiyun stretched out his hand and tore off half of Yan Shu's cake: "No one will treat you as a dumb."

"What about yours? Eat mine again?"

"What's wrong with eating your cake?" Song Beiyun stuffed the cake into his mouth and said vaguely: "If you talk nonsense, I'll take off your pants here."

"Fuck!" Yan Shu took a few steps forward, and ate the cake in his hand in two or three bites, for fear that Song Beiyun would snatch it from him again.

And after a stick of incense, the palace gate slowly opened, and an eunuch came out and sang loudly: "The emperor called all the talented men to the palace."

A group of talented scholars arranged their clothes one after another, and followed the eunuch into the palace.

Song Beiyun, who entered the palace for the first time, dissed the palace in his heart at that time. The difference between this palace and the Forbidden City is not at 01:30, it is simply broken!

At that time, he had to pay 40 yuan for the entrance fee to go to the Palace Museum. If this ruined palace could survive, it would probably cost five yuan for the entrance fee at most. Such a big palace is really disappointing.

"Hey, what do you think the three thousand beauties in the harem look like?"

Yan Shu asked Song Beiyun in a low voice, and Song Beiyun shook his head: "I guess they are not good guys. When the emperor marries a wife, he can control himself."

"makes sense."

"Don't whisper to each other! Be quiet." The eunuch in front turned around and reprimanded: "Don't take this as your own home."

Yan Shu immediately shut up, but Song Beiyun just smiled and nodded at the eunuch, then walked behind the eunuch and whispered: "My father-in-law, I think you have a dignified look on your face, so you must be replacing Wang Daban. "

The eunuch's face turned blue at that time, and his legs trembled in fright: "You...you...don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, that bad old man is already so old, he is coming soon, I am optimistic about you."

The eunuch almost fell to his knees with a plop. He looked at Song Beiyun's face and wanted to speak but didn't know how to open his mouth.

"Okay, don't be so happy."

Song Beiyun walked back to Yan Shu's side: "I'm a soft-hearted person, but if he dares to yell at me, I will avenge him on the spot."

"It's not like a gentleman." Yan Shu smiled and shook his head: "Look, his legs are weak."

Chapter 193: On October 10, Qing Wenchen was greedy for money and had a conscience

The Golden Luan Hall was far less luxurious than expected, and because of the rain, the lighting was not good, but the only thing that made Song Beiyun gratified was that in the Great Song Dynasty, no matter whether it was an official or a commoner, when they met the current Holy Majesty, as long as they were not criminals, they didn't have to kneel down to worship.

However, if you meet the elders and the sacrificial ceremony, you should kneel or you must kneel. For example, if you meet an old birthday star at the level of the empress dowager in the palace, it is not impossible to kneel. Maybe you can also be blessed by the old birthday star .

A group of talented scholars entered the hall and waited quietly behind the officials for the emperor's arrival. Song Beiyun looked around and happened to see Xiaoyu standing in the corner of the palace holding a lamp stick. He was wearing eunuch clothes Clothes and hats, standing in the corner, eyes cruising back and forth like falcons.

Song Beiyun greeted him quietly, and Xiaoyu showed his standard pear-wool smile again, but quickly put on a straight face and continued to stare at the coming scholars.

"It's a pity, he is really a little eunuch." Yan Shu sighed, "I thought he was a little girl."

"There can still be fakes, can't you? The eunuchs don't let them go."

"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Shu flicked his sleeves, "I already have my own heart."

After about a stick of incense, Zhao Xing walked up to the hall in a dragon robe. This was the first time Song Beiyun saw Zhao Xing. Although he had known his name for a long time and had some contacts through King Fu, it was the first time he actually saw him.

How should I put it, Zhao Xing looks quite handsome, his old Zhao family has good genes, whether it is King Fu, King Tai, Jin Linger, or Zhao Xing, they are all good-looking in this era The appearance is dignified.

Relatively speaking, Song Beiyun felt that he had definitely inherited his future body stats. Whether he was tall or good-looking, he looked more beautiful than most people.

Except for Yan Shu...

Yan Shu's ability to become the prime minister was definitely not pure ability and luck. He must have an advantage in appearance. This guy can be said to be a top-notch talent in all aspects in this era. Except that he is a little shorter than Song Beiyun, the rest It is the top flowering level.

It's bad, it's bad.

After Zhao Xing sat on the Longtao, he began to say some formulaic conversations, and then dealt with state affairs normally.

Song Beiyun can actually understand that this thing is just like the future commendation conferences. It is necessary to commend and not make the people who are commended too proud, so they have to pretend to be commended by the way.

Today's government affairs are actually relatively simple. The main thing is the later commendation link. This link requires kneeling to receive the award, which makes Song Beiyun a little uncomfortable, but there is no way, after all, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

After dealing with government affairs for about an hour, the main event began. First, Zhao Xiang stepped forward and started to talk about the topic of the literary battle with Jin Guo a few days ago, and then said that such talents should be rewarded for winning glory for the country. .

There is nothing to say about this kind of thing, there is nothing to say, and each person is awarded [-] gold.Hehe, how much is one hundred thousand gold?One hundred guan, Song Bei Yunque's one hundred guan or Yan Shuque's one hundred guan?

At that time, the son of the Jin family wanted to find Song Beiyun with a reward of [-] gold, and Song Beiyun's black market price was [-] guan, so the middleman made too much money for the difference.

"It's a copper plate." Yan Shu whispered.

Of course Song Beiyun knew about it, but he didn't say anything, he just knelt down and thanked him, and after that, Zhao Xing said some words of encouragement, and they disbanded.

But obviously, when he saw his muddle-headed brother-in-law, he obviously frowned, and he should also have seen that there was something wrong with this Wang family son.

Talented scholars walked out happily, while Yan Shu was always thinking about Miss Zhao's family, and urged her to leave as soon as she left the gate of the main hall.

But before he took two steps, he was stopped by someone, and the person who came said to Yan Shu, "Miss Zhao, please."

"Ah?" Yan Shu pointed at himself: "Me?"

"That's right, please move to Shangshu Province, my lord."

Song Beiyun laughed: "Go and come back quickly."

Yan Shu sighed helplessly, what else could Zhao Xiangyou call to do, who made him miss his daughter.So he had no choice but to cup his hands with Song Beiyun and said, "I'll come whenever I go, and I'll treat you to a good lunch at noon."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

But before he finished speaking, Xiaoyu blocked Song Beiyun head-on, and bowed his hands at him: "Master Song, move to the Shang's study, the officials are here to invite you."

"Hahaha!" Yan Shu, who was not far away, suddenly let out an exaggerated laugh: "The house is waiting for you."