After drinking the wine, the blind man shook his head and sighed.

"At that time, when Wang Jiaerlang went out, I told him his fate, he was indispensable to the help of nobles in his life, and they were all women, I didn't expect it to come true so soon, and he was a relative of the emperor!"

Zhai Heiniu, who was at the same table, suddenly became interested, and immediately came to Chen's blind side.

"Uncle Feng, you can do the math for me, see if I have this affair?"

The person next to him immediately coaxed: "Black Bull, you have already married a wife, aren't you afraid that your dominatrix will trouble you at night?"

Everyone laughed, Zhai Heiniu blushed, picked up the wine glass, and poured it down with his neck tilted.

Zhai Er shook his head and sighed: "If Erlang and I go to Hedong that day, I'm afraid that the little lady of the prime minister's family will also take a fancy to me, right?"

Seeing that he was depressed, a neighbor immediately smiled and said, "Second Brother Zhai, with your friendship with Erlang, it shouldn't be a problem to be a big or small official casually, right?"

Zhai Er was even more depressed, eating wine and food alone, and no longer paying attention to others.

Another villager pouted and said, "Erlang said, let Second Brother Zhai stay at home and take care of his father, didn't say anything about taking him out."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, as if they thought that with the friendship between Zhai Er and Wang Song, they were still ordinary people in the end.

"Zhai Er, no wonder you didn't go inside to sit, it turned out to be the heart of a villain."

Chen Blind said tremblingly: "Erlang is for your good, Tokyo City is a place where rough people like you are treated, and the Privy Council is not opened by Erlang."

Zhai Er's eyes widened and said impatiently.

"Blind Chen, don't make any more trouble for me, don't you know that I'm uncomfortable in my heart?"

Blind Chen shook his head, lowered his head and ate the food and drinks.

Wang Song followed Zhao Duofu, toasted a circle of wine inside and outside the door, and finally finished tossing and returned to the room.

"Where did I talk about it just now, it seems that I want the prince to write a poem, how to forget this stubble!"

Ouyang Xun has a bold personality, and he has stayed in the central place, and he has seen hundreds of thousands of such a wine game. As soon as I thought of Wang Songfu's poems, I was immediately full of interest.

Zhao Duofu also laughed softly: "I didn't expect to hear Wang Xianggong writing poems on the spot, it's really interesting!"

What Wang Song is out of will be a good product. The others also opened their eyes wide and looked at Wang Song together.

Wang Song glanced at Zhao Duofu, who seemed to be smiling, and only stood up and saluted the people around him.

"In this way, there is only ugliness in the next place."

Ouyang Xun has already passed the pen and ink, and is eyeing the sidelines, ready to record at any time.

In the Song Dynasty, where literature governed the military, the atmosphere of scholars and doctors was like this. Playing the piano and writing poems, and then calling a few courtesans, the morning clouds and twilight rain, all the blood and gas are dissolved in the wine, and there are still a few people who can have iron bones to fight against the golden people!

Today, let's use a tragic poem to evoke the meaning of struggle in people's minds.

"Thirty thousand miles east of the river into the sea,

5,000 moons on the sky.

Immigrants are in tears,

Another year of looking south at the king's division. ”

After Ouyang Xun finished writing, he couldn't help but sigh. Zhai Xing and the others also frowned, shaking their heads and saying nothing.

In the land where the two rivers fell, Yanyun lost his land for a hundred years, and the Han people under the rule of one clan lived in such a dire situation!

Zhao Duofu, like her maid tassel, looked at the man in front of her intoxicated, the little stars in her eyes flashed one after another, and her heart was completely addicted.

Wang Xu also raised his head and looked at his solemn and solemn son in surprise, as if he didn't know him.

When did she, the stupid second son, start to learn to recite poetry?

"Emperor Roufu, I'm afraid it's not as simple as stopping by when you come here, right?"

In a large bamboo forest next to the town, there are several pavilions and pavilions, swimming fish and fine stones, clear pond water, lush trees, and a quiet environment.

Zhao Duofu and Wang Song played inside, and the guards controlled the entrances and exits.

"I came here on a hot day, naturally I want to see you."

The girl in love is really enthusiastic, even if Wang Song is preoccupied, his heart is also rippling.

"It's summer now, it won't be long before summer goes to autumn, at most it's winter, I'm afraid you will have to lead the troops to the battle, we don't get along much, I am even more reluctant to you."

Zhao Duofu said softly, his eyes were confused.

Wang Song's heart was hot, and he stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Duofu's hands.

"Emperor, I'm so flattered that you treat me like this!"

"As long as you have me in your heart!"

Zhao Duofu said softly, but with a hint of helplessness.

"I can't leave you in Tokyo City, otherwise no one will be able to fight against the Jinren, I am reluctant to let you go, but I have to let you leave, maybe, this is my life."

Wang Song was melancholy, once he got married, he would be the captain of the horse, not to mention that he and his brothers in the army, I am afraid that the emperor himself would not agree.

At least, at this moment, the marriage between him and Zhao Duofu will not be allowed by everyone.

"I will always remember you, Emperor."

Men and women in love, love words, unconsciously the two hugged each other tightly, and their heads were intertwined.

Wang Song put his hands up and down, Zhao Duofu quickly softened into a pile of mud, and let Wang Song climb the peak into the valley, just when she was half-disdressed and panting, the low cry of the maid's tassel sounded not far away.

"Emperor, don't do stupid things, make a big mistake!"

Wang Song was about to take off his clothes, the overlord took the bow, and turned Zhao Duofu, who was as charming as silk and full of white flowers, into his own woman, when the cry of tassels came outside, Zhao Duofu got up and pushed him away, and lowered his head and put on his clothes.

Wang Song was helpless, he couldn't imagine that he still failed to succeed the second time, it seems that he and Zhao Duofu really suffered a lot.

Zhao Duofu looked at him, his face was flushed, he twisted, and said in a low voice: "Wang Song, the two of us are not married yet, and we can't be like that." If you really ......, or I'm ...... Help you ......?"

"Ahh

Wang Song was taken aback, he didn't expect that this Great Song Dynasty folk style would be so open and fierce.

The indescribable pleasure came, Wang Song's mind went blank, and soon he wandered out of the world and lost himself in an instant.

After the passion passed, the identities of the two became close again, and their words became a little casual.

"Wang Song, do you know, after the Jin soldiers retreated, Zhi Yuexiu went back to Fuzhou, saying that he wanted to pay homage to his father on the way, and then go back to Fuzhou to prepare for marriage."

Zhao Duofu said as he paid attention to Wang Song's expression.

Wang Song nodded lightly, these days, he has tried to forget the Folding Moon Show, Zhao Duofu mentioned this, and the shadow of the Folding Moon Show immediately came alive in front of him.

Especially the bitter kiss before dawn in Jingyang Village made him unforgettable and unforgettable.

"You two sisters are very affectionate, she's okay, she must have told you a lot of secrets, right?"

Wang Song's face was calm, and there was a hint of gloom in his expression, which was keenly captured by Zhao Duofu.

"When the two of us are together, except for the occasional outing, we just drink in the room."

Zhao Duofu's heart was sour, it seems that Wang Song still hasn't forgotten the Folding Moon Show.

"You don't know, Sister Zhe is in a bad mood and often gets drunk, although I drink a lot, but my alcohol consumption is much stronger than her!"

Wang Song was shocked, Zhe Yuexiu was quiet on the outside, but her temperament was extremely strong, she was drunk and drunk, and the pain in her heart could be imagined.

"Wang Song, do you still have the Folding Moon Show in your heart now?"

Zhao Duofu asked softly, his voice trembling a little.

Although she has a weak personality, she doesn't want to back down when it comes to relationships.

"People's fate is predestined by God, if I hadn't gone to Hedong and hadn't met her, she might have been quiet and wouldn't be as painful as she is now."

Wang Song Zhengse said: "I have no fate with Zheyuexiu. Now, I just hope that she will be safe and marry a good man, that's all. ”

Zhao Duofu replied softly. Wang Song told her frankly that the knots in her heart were finally unraveled.

"Wang Song, is there really something to do with you and Master Li?"

Zhao Duofu gets to the bottom of it, just like a girl in love, he wants to understand his boyfriend's love history one by one.

How did you switch to this topic again?

Wang Song quickly organized the language, and was about to answer, but Zhao Duofu opened his mouth first.

"Wang Song, no matter whether you had anything to do with Master Li before, from now on, you have to cut off contact with her. If you and I get married, and Master Li and Emperor Taishang have that kind of relationship, it will be difficult for me to be a man. Will you promise me? ”

Zhao Duofu's soft words made Wang Song feel soft in his heart.

Wang Song nodded and said, "It's all up to you, and I won't embarrass you."

Zhao Duofu immediately changed into a smile, grabbed Wang Song's arm, and said softly: "Wang Song, you are so good."

Wang Song looked around nervously and said in a low voice: "Let's be separated, don't be seen by the villagers."

Seeing Wang Song and Zhao Duofu smiling and walking together, Yang Zaixing couldn't help but shake his head gently.

Wang Song's holy coupons are strong, with high power, and the favor of the emperor, it can be said that he has reached the peak of his life.

Don't you know that the court is fighting openly and secretly, everyone is ill-intentioned, Wang Song Wufu has power, I don't know how many people want to put Wang Song to death, but he doesn't know in vain.

What kind of goods are these ministers in the court, and what kind of scheming the king is, Yang Zaixing is very clear, the reason why Wang Song can have such grace is not that he is useful now.

If the Jin people are weak, or if Wang Songgong is high, he will definitely be killed mercilessly if he is slightly suspected of being a feudal town.

The best way to do this is to leave the city of Tokyo as soon as possible and escape from the political whirlpool of the city.

On a high slope outside the town, under the shade of tree branches, Zhao Ruolan, dressed in red, sat on a horse, looking at Wang Song and Zhao Duofu snuggling together in the distance, happy and sweet, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Knowing that Wang Song broke the gold soldiers in Tokyo City, she worked tirelessly and happily went from Hedong to Tokyo City, and from Tokyo City to Henan Mansion.

It seems that he did not leave any memory in Wang Song's heart.

She watched for a moment, held back her tears, turned her horse's head, and gently struck her horse, heading toward the western sky.

The maid Xiaohong hurriedly urged the horse to catch up, and asked loudly: "Thirty-six Niang, let's rush from Xijing to Tokyo, and from Tokyo City to Henan Mansion, you just left like this, and you don't see your Wang Xianggong?"

Zhao Ruolan grabbed the horse violently, glared and said, "This time I came to Henan Mansion, you can't tell anyone, do you know?"

Xiaohong was taken aback, and also stopped her horse, nodding again and again: "Thirty-six Niang, don't worry, I will never say it to anyone!"

Zhao Ruolan beat the horse and left, Xiaohong stuck out her tongue and hurriedly followed.

The singing voice of the blind man in Zhenkou came from afar, and it was extremely desolate, but it was Wang Song's new word, which had already reached the land of Henan Mansion.

“…… Jun Mo dances, you don't see it, Yuhuan Feiyan is dust. Leisure is the most bitter, Hugh to lean on the danger column, the sun is falling, and the smoke willow is broken!"