Recently, the gossip in the capital is very hot, first the little girl flew on the branches, and the grievances that the Li family and the Liu family had to say, all of which were compiled into the lyrics and composed a new song, which was sung in the lively and lively singing of the Pan family tile, the vitality of art is tenacious, and it is a novel story that can be followed, and the new song of the Pan family tile is sung out of the lyrics, guiding the people of the capital.

Mrs. Liu's heart is happy these days, she can even wake up with a smile when she sleeps, the concubine was abolished, the concubine attacked the lord, and the head of the princess was finally raised after all these years, and the eldest son Liu Tai was demoted to the lord as a good candidate, and the flow of people who came to congratulate him continued, as for Liu Yuwei, he was belittled, the emperor said that he raised the concubine, spoiled the concubine and killed his wife, the official position was gone, and the title was gone, who still remembered what he did.

The situation here of the Marquis of Anguo is a little bad, Li Mingwei was punished and said that the eldest prince has fallen into the hands of Dark Yunwei for more than ten days, and there is no news at all, Yufang was taken home by the second sister to recuperate, the huge Hou Mansion is sad and miserable, the old lady washes her face with tears all day long, and she has to worry about her eldest grandson and her good granddaughter, and her heart is about to break.

At this time, Brother Shen was in a secret room in the headquarters of Dark Cloud Guard, drawing thick curtains, and lighting a row of fish fat lamps on the walls on both sides, illuminating the room brightly, Brother Shen was reading these yellowed files under the lamp every night, especially the files of all the secret agents.

Dark Cloud Guard did not do a good job in this regard, the parties were lazy, and there were many vague words.

Lu Yu has been in charge of Dark Yunwei for more than ten years, and has grown up in the team of the previous dynasty, and there are many people in this line of spies, mixed lives in all corners, florists, cooks, coachmen, small servants, maids, most of them are very low-level subordinates, Dark Yunwei has never paid attention to this piece, but he took the opportunity to monitor the court officials.

Looking for clues in the pile of old papers, writing and drawing on the paper, maybe one day it will be used, Wang Yuexing couldn't help but yawn, they were responsible for protecting the safety of the deputy commander, the deputy commander was busy during the day, and came to see these Laoshzi at night, so they didn't have to sleep.

Brother Shen saw that it was late, and wanted to walk around in the tile again, went back to the small house in Niuwei Hutong, and took a few guards to enter from the tunnel entrance, and it was only a stick of incense, and Brother Shen appeared in the gorgeous guest room of Pan's Wazi.

No one knows who the owner of the Pan family tile is, and the artists who beg for a living on this land don't know, when the time comes, there will be ruffians who will come to collect protection money, and there will be repertoire for the elegant and vulgar people in the tile, and there will be eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the tile is still lively, selling pears, bean juice, fruit pancakes, and selling all kinds of snacks are endless, and the tile feeds a group of poor people who rely on it to make a living, and also entertains those rich and idle princes.

Feng Minhao is also wandering in the flow of people, recently the tile is singing novel lyrics, how can a person like him who lives by composing lyrics and songs not be tempted, the three classes that sing and play the lyrics rented the venue, heard the sound of the pipa from a distance, and the spectators thunderously applauded, Feng Minhao took out five copper plates and squeezed in the corner to watch the excitement, if he is willing to come up with ten copper plates, there can still be a horse pestle to sit.

On the stage, an old man playing the three strings, and a girl with braided hair holding a sandalwood board in her hand, spit out her red lips lightly, spit out the sound of warblers, and listened to her flowery soft words like beads, singing lingering and tactful.

"The flowers and branches are sloppy, the flower shadows overlap, the garden is only waiting for a dream, today's humiliation, no one can help but tears and rain, scared my hands and feet are sore, the soul is galling, and the flesh trembles and shakes ......"

The lyrics are ancient, and the singing has a modern melody, people in this era will inevitably feel novel when they listen to it, Feng Minhao lowered his head and thought, is there a time-traveler like him here?

Feng Minhao listened to the song and was willing to leave, and he also wanted to find his fellow countrymen.

Brother Shen has already paid attention to him in the private room, he hasn't seen him for more than two years, Feng Minhao is very different from the old times, even his temperament has changed dramatically, and his small actions inadvertently bring out the characteristics of modern people.

Brother Shen's memory of Feng Minhao is a shy young man, and this Feng Minhao is more shy.

Feng Gongzi didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, today is his unlucky day, he wanted to ask who composed the lyrics, so he inquired about it, and before he could ask why, a little old man came over and smiled, "Feng Gongzi, please talk here." ”

Feng Minhao saw that this person knew himself, so he probably knew the original owner of this body.

If Feng Gongzi didn't know how to deal with people in the past, recently Feng Gongzi was gone, and the money in his pocket was cheated away, in this strange world, he has no means to mix rice except for plagiarism and writing two poems.

When I woke up in a strange room, there were two strong men standing at the door, with knotted heads on their heads, wearing black clothes, double-breasted loops, with gold and silver belts tied around their waists, wearing swords, short knives, bows, and thick-soled boots on their feet.

Feng Minhao was shocked and hurriedly got up, "Who are you?" Don't you talk about the royal law? ”

Feng Minhao recognized that this was the dress of Dark Yunwei, and he was even more surprised, the strong man didn't even look at him out of the corner of his eye, one of them turned around and went out, Feng Minhao hugged his arms nervously, there was no ridge in his house, what were these people kidnapping him for.

After a while, someone behind the screen asked, "You are Feng Minhao?" Zhaoming's nine-year jinshi? ”

Behind the screen, he asked him what the strategy of Jinshi and the first time was, Feng Minhao where did he know, he was already a Jinshi when he came through, Feng Minhao calmed down, and asked him a few words later, he didn't know, he couldn't help but show his feet when he answered, an old man came out from behind the screen, and he snapped a mouth, "Who are you, where are you Bai Ding still dare to pretend to be Ziliang, the old man wants to report to the official!" ”

The old man is the uncle of this body, Feng Minhao thinks he is unlucky, someone persuades him with a smile, the old man does not want to go to court, Feng Minhao has no choice but to hand over his share of the ancestral property, write the paperwork, and watch the cheap uncle leave.

It was only a day's work, he pretended to be the twenty-fourth son of the Zhongqin Uncle's Mansion, and was pawned into slavery, and the deputy commander of Dark Cloud Wei ransomed him, he was a good young man in modern society, and he ended up like this before he became famous in ancient times.

It's time for him to meet his master, and the two little boys have brought him over, and his master is just a child!

The boy was dressed in a lake blue dark brocade robe, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and his pure black eyes were like a pool of oceans. ”

The little guy wants to pull him to kneel, he is also a three-foot man, how can he kneel this little cub!

The boy looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Brother Twenty-Four doesn't know me anymore?" You don't know if you want to come, where are you a kid, who is your surname, and you dare to pretend to be the son of Zhongqinbofu, and sell you to cheapen you. ”

The boy looked him up and down, and said with a smile with the little guy next to him, "It's just such a person, I asked for ten taels of silver, look at what he will do clumsily, he can't even write well, he can't read well, my son is kind-hearted, I will reward you with a bowl of rice to eat, you can help chop wood in the backyard, and call it a bench in the future." ”

The boy waved his hand, and the little guy smiled, "You still don't thank the little master for giving him a name." ”

But it him off! It's good to insult people! He gave him the name bench, how did the little cub come up with it, where did he look like a bench, but he still wanted to live, so he could only do some work in the backyard to chop wood and carry water.

What kind of prank is that kid doing, it's insulting to Sven to know no!

Brother Shen teased Feng Minhao and named him Bench, seeing that his face was green, Brother Shen and the main owner Feng Minhao also had some friendship, and he also said a few times in those two years, Feng Gongzi fell in love with his second sister at first sight, but his status was too low to climb the Miss Yan of the Hou Mansion.

I don't know what happened, Feng Minhao's soul is gone, and there is a master who lives by plagiarism in his body.

Since he occupies other people's bodies, he must always fulfill the corresponding responsibilities, this bench boy is not only plagiarism or plagiarism, Brother Shen refuses to recite the love of incense, and he is very disgusted with plagiarism, and he is punished as a slave, just to let him be himself.

Besides, the bench is also from modern society, this kid always has something else in his head, this is also an intangible asset, I don't have time to take care of him, first take care of his arrogance.

"The first thunder is stung, and the earth is rejuvenated." In the blink of an eye, the sting has passed, and if it doesn't rain, it will delay the spring ploughing, the emperor sent a prayer table, reviewed the lack of virtue, and prayed for rain in the suburbs of civil and military affairs.

Even God is willing to help, and the emperor can't help but be overjoyed.

The ancient Great Xia Dynasty relied on the sky to eat, and the village was also busy, the major event of the court at this stage was farming, the emperor personally went to the field to help the plow, the queen was also busy with mulberry and hemp, Brother Shen went to the countryside to follow the customs, and also sent people to check his field, the mu yield of rice and two stones is considered a good field, and the productivity is low, and the peasants bend down all day long to dig in the soil.

The little grain that the tenants got after paying the rent is not much left, and they have to leave seeds, and the spring is green and yellow, so they can only rely on the vegetable dumplings to feed their stomachs, and many people have broken off at this time, and they are hungry and busy with spring ploughing, and the farmers plant hope for the next year, praying for good weather and good weather, and small insects will not be hindered.

I can only hope for God, this feeling is very bad, but what can I do.

After finishing the spring ploughing, the wealthy ladies began the banquet again - the banquet has been continuous, the sky has fallen, and it will not delay some people to have fun, Xiao Shuhui has come to the post again, this time it is a post for a door-to-door visit, and it is agreed that the time will come to the house.

Yutan took the post and smiled, the relationship that should come is still coming, she owes Xiao Shuhui a favor, and she will have to pay it back sooner or later, Xiao Shuhui deliberately chose Shen Shi, this is where she is considerate.

Since the hospitality is sincere, it is always necessary to arrange the festivity, a few maids and servants are busy, when Xiao Shuhui came over, the agarwood pavilion is set up with hibiscus, and the flowers are blooming, Yutan greeted him and said with a smile, "I know that the princess likes flowers, let's enjoy the flowers here first, and even the wine and food are placed here?" ”

Xiao Shuhui took her hand and smiled, "I didn't dare to come over to bother you these days, how is Sister Ling's injury?" ”R1152