Yan Lao Wu hid under the table and continued: "I don't roll, who let me have the surname Yan, born in the Yan family, died in the Yan family, I continue the incense for the Yan family, and the children born are surnamed Yan from generation to generation, and they all call you the ancestor, but the child born to your baby granddaughter in the future is surnamed Li, and the one who calls you the grandfather is familiar with the distance and the near, you must have a number in your heart." ”

The old man has no way to take this unsuccessful young son, and he is still in his thirties and forty years old, but he is still a scoundrel, and he really lets his subordinates drag him out and beat him, but he can't pull his face, but the old man is not as iron-faced and selfless as his eldest son.

And the second cigarette can only be scolded verbally, and it will not work if he moves seriously, he is not distressed by the fifth brother, but he is afraid that he will beat the fifth brother, and the old man will also be uncomfortable, so at this time, he can only persuade his father not to be angry, while staring at the fifth brother, and he can't say anything substantive for a long time.

Yan Laosi had no distractions, worked hard to write, and wrote a limerick poem according to the scene in front of him:

Gathered in the eight rafters hall, it is difficult to sort out right and wrong, the children are hiding under the table, Lao Tzu is not light, nerves, nerves.

"Grandpa, elders, Meng'er knows what Fifth Uncle means, and this matter is settled, but Meng'er also made it clear, if he doesn't agree, I won't stay in the Yan family, because ...... I ......"

Although Yan Jiuniang's voice was not loud, it was like a bombshell, bombarding everyone's hearts in the Eight Rafter Hall.

It is really a little embarrassing for a group of elders to force the younger generations to say such shameful words, but the nonsense words spoken by the old five people are really reasonable.

In fact, Li Yan's deeds, they have known for a long time, when Yan Jiuniang had not returned to Beijing, this matter was discussed in the eight rafters hall, and the final result was the only way to crack it was - Aunt Shang.

However, in ancient times, it was a very shameful thing to plug the door upside down, and the vanguard soldiers who were sent to death during the Qin Dynasty were generally two kinds of people, one was a prisoner, and the other was a man who slammed the door upside down.

Although the Song Dynasty was not as exaggerated as the Qin Dynasty, its status was also extremely low.

Therefore, Yan Jiuniang was gambling, betting on her status in Li Yan's heart, and also on the status of the Yan family, and she also took out a scale in her heart to measure which side should be near.

Old Man Yan let out a heavy snort and opened his mouth to Yan Jiuniang, but he still didn't say anything after all.

As the old man himself said, as the head of the family, he will never favor a certain person, even if he is reluctant to give up on his granddaughter, but he must not be confused for a while, so that the foundation created by several generations of the Yan family is attributed to the surname.

The old man, with the support of his second son, walked out of the eight rafters hall, which was equivalent to announcing the verdict.

The corners of Yan Lao Wu's mouth rose, and he crawled out from under the table, crossed Erlang's legs, and hummed a little song, looking like a winner.

Yan Jiuniang nodded and summoned Wang Dalang, and said: "Go to Yanggu County and tell Li Yan that if you don't come to the door to your uncle...... " Halfway through speaking, his throat was a little choked, and he paused, holding back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and continued: "There is no more Yan Jiuniang in the world." ”

"Aunt and Grandma ......" Wang Dalang is not very old, but he also belongs to the old slave of the Yan family, he grew up with Yan Qi since he was a child, and he knows the intrigue of the clan the most, and in some things, he even exceeds the master of the family, who is an insider, at this time, he can't help but feel a little unfair for Yan Jiuniang.

Yan Jiuniang waved her hand to interrupt him and said, "It's good to say this, I believe Li Lang can understand." ”

A sentence of Li Lang says a lot of meanings.

Wang Dalang answered and was about to leave.

"Wait." Yan Lao Wu shouted: "Wang Da, don't worry. ”

"What else does Uncle Fifth want!" Yan Jiuniang's phoenix eyebrows were upside down, and she was dissatisfied.

Yan Lao Wu couldn't help but shudder, and his momentum was much weaker, and he argued:

"Plug the door upside down, you have to change your surname, but what about it, there is incense in our smoke house, and there is no need for him to enter the shrine to fill in the gaps, so the fifth uncle is not an unreasonable person, so let him change his name."

After listening, Yan Jiuniang smiled angrily, and finally, tears of humiliation slipped from the beautiful eyes of the two lines.

"Meng'er girl, you don't want to do this, the fifth uncle didn't force you, the fourth brother testified to me, even if you sue the old man, I'm not afraid."

Yan Jiuniang has always been talented and clean in the hearts of the Yan family, just like the goddess of the Yan family, especially when the Yan boss was alive, Yan Jiuniang seemed to be the most weighty person after the old man.

"Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person." Seeing that things were going to make a big fuss, Yan Laosi hurriedly rolled up the "new work" on the table, sang the poems that he thought were high, and slipped away quietly.

Yan Lao Wu shouted a few times, and when he saw that the fourth brother ignored it completely, he said with a weak heart: "Meng'er girl, forget it if you don't want to, the fifth uncle just made a suggestion, what kind of effort are you crying." ”

Yan Jiuniang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, returned to normalcy and said: "The fifth uncle's suggestion is very good, tell Li Yan, I Yan Jiuniang will change his name, if he is in Yanfu, he will be called Li Bangyan." ”

After that, he politely gave a salute to the fifth uncle, turned around and left......

At this point, a big drama about Li Yan that happened in the eight rafters hall came to an end.

And also in a spacious mansion in western Beijing, in the magnificent study, there are two people with graceful clothes, an old man and a young man, talking with candles and nights.

One of them is Liang Shicheng, the "hidden phase" who served Song Huizong in the Ruisi Palace, and the other is Wang Fu, who is in the position of Shaozai.

It stands to reason that Shaozai's rank is second only to that of the prime minister, and he is considered to be a high authority, but he is extremely respectful to the eunuch Liang Shicheng, and his words reveal respect, just like a filial son, in fact, Wang Fu really called Liang Shicheng a godfather in order to be promoted.

"In this way, there is no punishment for Tong Guan Lao'er, is it possible that the saint is confused?" Wang Fu said hatefully.

Liang Shicheng said thoughtfully: "This matter is not so simple, the official family is very shrewd, now the court is muddy and chaotic, and the factions are inseparable, I think the official family is planning to find a person who is clean and reckless, and breaks the situation in front of him, that Tong Guan Lao'er can be exempted from guilt, and I have to thank that Li ......."

Halfway through speaking, hearing the sound of the screen, Liang Shicheng said vigilantly: "Who! ”

Footsteps sounded, and a woman walked out from behind the screen, dressed as a slave, with delicate eyebrows, holding a tea tray in her hand, and said respectfully: "The slave maid is serving tea to the two adults." ”

Wang Fu Zou frowned and said, "Why are you?" Where did Lian'er go? ”

The maid lowered her head and said, "Back to my lord, Sister Lian'er has a bad stomach and is unwell, so let the slave maid do an errand for her." ”

"Put down the tea tray and go out, remember, you are not allowed to enter the study next time!" Wang Fu scolded.

The maidservant answered, stepped forward, put the tea tray on the table, and before she could turn around, she was suddenly slapped heavily.

Syllable!

The maid was struggling, covering her red and swollen face, tears fell immediately, and she looked at Liang Shicheng aggrievedly.

"Get down!" Liang Shicheng took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands in disgust, and scolded viciously.

Wang Fu gave a look, and the maid ran out of the study with a sob.

Then, comforted: "Godfather, a little girl, it's not worth being angry." ”

Liang Shicheng snorted coldly, threw the handkerchief on the ground, took a sip of tea, and said:

"Luo Zhu has the ability, the inspectors of the Imperial City Division are all over the official mansions, you must not take it lightly. Just now, the miscellaneous family saw that her hands were rougher than ordinary people, so they deliberately tried it. ”

Wang Fu's heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, he also saw that this woman was unfamiliar and tight, and she should not have much time to enter the mansion.

"What's wrong?" Liang Shicheng noticed something strange and asked.

"It's okay, godfather, don't worry, this girl has been in the house for some years, and she has been doing rough work, and she has only recently been promoted to work in the inner house, so she should be reliable."

Wang Fu didn't dare to tell the truth, for fear of being reprimanded by the old eunuch, and just now he noticed that the maid looked quite delicate, and if she died before she could "enjoy", it would be a pity, so she deliberately concealed the truth.

Liang Shicheng didn't continue to doubt, and muttered: "There is one thing that the miscellaneous family has never figured out, that Luo Zhu, as the Imperial City Division, is not under the management of the Sanya, but can go directly to the Heavenly Hall, and has never participated in partisan disputes, but he also gave a book to the kid surnamed Li, which is really incomprehensible." ”

Wang Fu pondered for a moment and said in surprise: "What kind of ability does this kid have, he hasn't arrived in Kyoto yet, but he can attract the attention of any force, Cai Jing handed over the excerpt, because Tong Guan was that guy, but it is also reasonable, Concubine Shuniang is because of the Yan family, and she also said the past, so what is Luo Zhu's reason?" ”

For a moment, the hall became silent, and both of them fell silent.

Suddenly, Liang Shicheng's eyes lit up and said, "Painting, that painting." ”

"What painting?"

"There is a painting of Li Yan and his family hanging in the West Warm Pavilion of Rui Si Palace, this painting is from the hand of the painter of the Hanlin Academy, but it is not imagined by the painter, that is to say, the people around the official family have long been in contact with Li Yan, this person has played a vital role, and the miscellaneous family guesses that it must be Luo Zhu's chazi." Liang Shicheng squinted his eyes and analyzed.

"This is easy to do, I have a lot of friendship with the painter of the Hanlin Academy, and it is not difficult to ask the person who dictated, but what is the use?"

Liang Shicheng knocked on the table with his index finger, pondered for a long time, and said: "This person's coming to Beijing will definitely bring changes to the officialdom, and knowing more about the inside story is not a bad thing after all." Since we are all courting it, we can't be mavericks, make a trick, and sell personal favors first. ”

"What does godfather mean?" Wang Fu asked.

"Let's do something on the way to Beijing."

Liang Shicheng stood up on the table, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the house. Wang Fu followed closely, bypassing several bookshelves, and a secret door suddenly appeared on the wall.

Reaching out and knocking on the secret door a few times, a small servant opened the door and walked out, and then helped Liang Shicheng into the dark passage.

Wang Fu bowed until he could not hear a sound, then closed the secret door, closed a layer of curtains, and covered it tightly with a bookshelf, then clapped his hands and said to himself:

Li Yan...... Selling favors...... Hmph, if you have such a skill, go and be an official for Lord Yama. ”

There was a grim look on his face.