Zhao Jing sat on the Jinluan Hall and looked coldly at the courtiers of Song Hao and his party who spat and made a generous statement.

What he said over and over again was that it was difficult for a small county to be a Beijing official, and the saint still needed to think twice, and he was tired and hateful in his heart.

Most of these officials are military attachés, and they have always looked up to Song Hao in the court. It is more or less stained with some royal and dragon skills, and it is also useful to resist foreign enemies, but it is not good to be harsh. I had to snort coldly from my nose and make noise with them, so I could take a look at how many Song Hao's private parties there were in this Chu Nan court.

Liu Guangzong saw that Zhao Jing's face was getting colder and colder, but he was just a squire, although he had real power, he was not as good as Song Hao and others, so he had no choice but to cast a begging glance at Chen Ge Lao, whose beard was already gray, but his posture was straight and silent.

Chen Ge Lao had already been informed by Meng Lingqi, and his heart was like a mirror. just watched with a calm look, and saw that everyone was getting more and more noisy, so he coughed and walked out of the queue.

Chen Ge was the emperor in his early years, and Zhao Jing later married Chen Miaorong, the eldest daughter of his wife, as the queen, and he was a real national ruler. Bow to the cabinet and rank as a product, and the status is extraordinary.

As soon as he came out, several noisy courtiers suddenly converged a lot, and the noisy hall suddenly quieted down. Song Hao stretched his neck and stared at Chen Ge Lao with blazing eyes, wanting to hear what he said.

Chen Ge Lao held the jade wat in his hand, bowed to Zhao Jingshen, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the old minister listened to Lord Song and Lord Liu arguing about the relocation of Chengjin Wenbao from Qingxian County to Beijing Official, but he remembered a story from a long time ago.

If Your Majesty doesn't think the old minister is verbose, can you allow the minister to tell this story and listen to it with all the adults. ”

Song Hao secretly glanced at Chen Ge Lao. muttered in my heart that this old slippery head kept telling stories, and I didn't know what kind of allusion I had to borrow to come up with some cunning tricks, and I still needed to listen carefully. Good to refute.

Zhao Jing saw that his father-in-law was going to come out to talk about the ancients, so he secretly laughed in his heart. The father-in-law is old and refined, and he has never used the tip of a needle to the wheat mang, but only knocks on the side to lead people in circles.

At that moment, he said in a clear voice: "Master Chen is very knowledgeable, and there are many interesting anecdotes in his chest, and there is a way to appreciate the anecdotes, so you might as well say it and open your eyes to the ministers of the DPRK and China." ”

Chen Ge Lao twisted his long beard under his chin. Unhurriedly, he said: "The story of the minister is about a village man in the countryside in the old days, and his family was poor. barely survived on a few acres of thin fields.

However, in the face of successive years of drought and famine, there was no harvest in the fields, and it was impossible to live. Fortunately, the Han in this village also has some knowledge, and it coincides with the imperial court's conscription of troops to garrison the border. Thinking that he was alone, he had no wife and children. simply packed up the package and ran to join the army.

To say that although the village Han was born in the end of the year, he ate a few good meals in the army, took off his sackcloth and changed into a military uniform, but he also has a bit of heroism. ”

Song Hao, who was listening quietly, frowned and smacked for a moment, and suddenly his old eyes were as big as copper bells, and he stared at Chen Ge Lao viciously.

Liang Yushi, who was standing in the middle of the two classes, was full of interest, raised his head and asked loudly: "The story of the elder is quite interesting at the beginning, but I don't know what the village man looks like?" ”

Chen Ge Lao turned around and looked left and right. gestured towards Song Hao and said, "Hmm, I want to ask the appearance of the village man." is tall and majestic, and it is somewhat similar to the majesty of Lord Song. ”

Song Hao's old face was blue and red, and he pointed at Chen Ge and was speechless. Zhao Jing, who was sitting on the dragon chair, already knew who Chen Ge Lao was talking about, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Chen Ge Lao ignored Song Hao's ugly face, Shi Shiran turned back to Zhao Jing and said: "This village Han cultivates all year round and has great physical fitness. He was quite willing to die, and within a few years, he accumulated some military merits and was promoted from a small border army to Yuhou.

Now that he has become an official, he naturally wants to marry a wife and have children, in case he stains the territory with his blood one day, he will leave a seedling for his ancestors. So he chose to find a matchmaker and said that he was married to a lady from a cattle slaughtering family.

The butcher had accumulated a lot of money for several generations and had only one daughter. After finding such a decent officer's son-in-law, of course, he had to think of a way to help him with a future, so as not to let his daughter follow him and make it difficult.

So he poured all his family wealth, worked around for his good son-in-law, and found a way to find a position in the Beijing Janissaries. It is not so easy for the military attache here to become the personal guard of the forbidden army, and Lord Yuhou suffered the loss of his background.

When he was transferred, he was in a dilemma, and some said that he couldn't get to the hall of elegance if he couldn't get to the village of Haner. Some say that they can't be a farmer, and they just want to go to the house and enter the house, so it is better to go back to their hometown and farm Yunyun. ”

At this point in the story, many courtiers in the palace already knew who they were talking about, some bowed their heads and couldn't help laughing, and some shrank into the crowd and bowed their heads and were silent. Or Liang Yushi raised his voice and asked: "Since she was born in a small family and married the daughter of a butcher, did this Marquis Yu enter the Beijing Guard Forbidden Army?" ”

Chen Ge Lao smiled slightly and was about to speak, but Song Hao suddenly interrupted loudly with a blue face:

"Holy Lord, the minister feels that Lord Liu has always been as wise as a torch, and the person he protects must be good. Fang Cai was originally discussing this matter, but Lord Chen wanted to tell some absurd stories, but he forgot about it.

Now that the minister is old, he felt a little dizzy when he got up early today, and he forced himself to come to the pilgrimage to face the saint. Now the leader Sen Sen, his waist and legs are painful, and he hopes that the saint will forgive the ministers for being rude, and the quasi-ministers will retire first. ”

Zhao Jing couldn't help but smile and looked at Song Hao pretending, trying to put his face up and saying with concern: "Oh, since Song Qing is unwell, it's just a matter of taking a leave of absence from the early dynasty, so why bother holding on."

Speaking of which, I originally wanted to discuss with the Qing family about sending troops to Baishan, but since Qing was unwell, I should go back quickly. I and General Wu and others considered it. Come, pass on my will, select four branches of good mountain ginseng from the inner library, and send them to Song Qing's house. ”

Li Zhaosheng shook the dust and responded with a sharp throat, Song Hao's face was gloomy as water, he bowed his head and thanked Zhao Jing, turned around and hurriedly left the palace without looking back.

Seeing that Song Hao was gone, the Song family officials had no reliance, and naturally became well-behaved, and quietly returned to the class, bent their necks and listened to Zhao Jing and Liu Guangzong continue to discuss Jin Wenbao's entry into Beijing for any post.

Song Hao went out of the palace gate, and there was already a soft sedan chair and accompanying housekeepers waiting outside the palace. Seeing his master come out, the housekeeper **** hurriedly opened the sedan curtain, and asked the master to get on the sedan chair with a smile.

Song Hao was silent with a gloomy face, **** knew his temperament, and he must be in an extremely bad mood. I didn't dare to ask more, I was afraid that the old man would be angry and reward himself with a few big feet, and shouted and told the sedan chair driver to get up and go back to the house quickly.

"Bastard! It's a bastard!! Old Piff Chen, Song will be inseparable from you! ”

A series of crackling and clanging sounds in the study alarmed the rich Mrs. Song, who moved her fat body and swayed into Song Hao's study.

When I entered the door, I saw broken pieces of porcelain bottles on the ground, which made a mess.

"Ouch, what's the matter, master, I went back early today, but I lost my temper in the study, for what?" Although Mrs. Song is fat, she loves to dress up as much as she did when she was young, and she has a dazzling pile of gold beads and hairpin rings on her head.

Wearing a wide shirt embroidered with red silk and gold thread, he shook his fan and shouted in a fuss. Glancing at Song Hao's old black face, he asked him in a panic: "Could it be that something happened to Mingzhu'er in the palace?" ”

It's okay not to mention Song Mingzhu, but when it comes to Song Mingzhu, Song Hao becomes more and more irritable. roared angrily and overturned a chrysanthemum-patterned inkstone carved in mud stone, and the ink was splashed all over the ground, splashing the big black spots on Mrs. Song's body and feet. (To be continued.) )