The willow draws the tender buds, the stamens are in bloom, the spring is bright, and the Juju field in Bianliang City is overcrowded.

The two sides of today's duel are the team from Huainan East Road and the team from Kaifeng Mansion.

The Keju team in Kaifeng Prefecture has a very large home advantage because they are fighting at home, and every time they touch the ball, they are cheered like a tsunami.

On the high platform facing south from the north, it is the center of the stands, and the sword guards around it are heavily guarded, and the elite of the Imperial City Division is exhausted, because Zhao Ji, the son of heaven of the Great Song Dynasty, is among them.

Sure enough, sitting on the Taishi's chair was today, looking intently at the venue. Seeing the fancy operation, I couldn't help but applaud, as if I was an ordinary fan.

Sitting next to him is the little Liu Guifei, who has been quite favored recently, chatting and laughing with Zhao Ji from time to time, the beauty is smiling and smiling, and the hall is like a blooming spring flower, which should be extremely pleasing to the eye, except for Zhao Ji, no one dares to appreciate it blatantly.

After that, Liu Qingshui and Yang Lin came to Zhanguang, Liu Qingshui also stared at the situation on the Keju field, and discussed with Yang Lin from time to time.

Yang Lin caught a glimpse of little Liu Guifei's head full of pearls, wearing a willow red silk skirt, with two small beautiful feet staggered at the bottom of the skirt, slightly revealing a pair of gold leaf phoenix boots. The earlobes occasionally exposed in the green silk were transparent and ruddy, and Yang Lin couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly. This graceful demeanor is really no less than Li Ning'er, and even surpasses it, it is indeed worthy of the golden phoenix flying out of the chicken nest, and she can be promoted from the bartender's daughter to a concubine, and her beauty is naturally amazing.

The Kaifeng team in the audience scored two points in a row, Liu Qingshui cheered loudly, Xiao Liu Guifei turned around and glanced at him, the phoenix eyes were thin and angry, as if he was smiling, slightly coquettish, it was really a thousand styles, Yang Lin looked at it directly.

made him want to go back to the house immediately, let Yun Niang put on this body, and relieve his hunger a little.

Liu Qingshui sat down, patted the stunned Yang Lin beside him, and said strangely: "Da Lang, this juju is so exciting, why don't you cheer?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Lin secretly calmed his mind, sighed and said a good stunner, before he said: "I am from Yangzhou, I belong to this Huainan East Road, although I am an official in Bianliang, I am actually a person from Huainan East Road, how can I cheer for the Kaifeng team." ”

"Hehe, then you Huainan East Road can be abused."

Yang Lin laughed and said: "Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, friendship first, competition second." ”

At this time, the Keju game had been played, and Zhao Ji happened to hear this, turned around and smiled: "If Huainan East Road wins, you won't say that." ”

Yang Lin got up and bowed: "Your Majesty is here today, the Kaifeng team has a dragon qi cover, it is difficult to lose, and we may not be defeated if we fight again on Huainan East Road another day." ”

Xiao Liu Guifei hid her face and smiled, Zhao Ji smiled: "As far as you can speak, the idea of this Keju League was you came up with, I really like it, say what reward do you want?" ”

Yang Lin took out a painting from the table behind him and said, "It is the duty of a courtier to share the worries of His Majesty, how dare you ask for any reward." However, my father's status is humble, and he has always wanted to be loyal to His Majesty, but he has no chance, this time he entered Beijing to take the exam, and my father asked me to bring a famous painting, and asked me to go to high school, so that I could have the opportunity to dedicate this painting for him, which can be regarded as his loyalty to His Majesty. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Ji was very interested and stepped forward to unfold it himself.

Untie the tie, only to see a white whisker in the painting, a few ink dried old plums swaying, and the branches are full of sprouts, and there is no bud. Although the plum blossoms in the painting are sparse, the branches are thin and hard, the ink color is loud, and the bones are visible, and there is only a small hut in the distance of the picture, which is quite elegant and white.

Zhao Ji is an expert in this way, how can he not know the preciousness of this painting, his eyes lit up and praised: "What a proud Hanmei!" At your fingertips, the steep branches are swept away, and you can't get two strokes, which can be called a product. As I expected, this should be Wu Daozi's authentic handiwork, even if others copy it, it is difficult to have such a meaning. ”

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Your Majesty has a good eye, this painting was painted by Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty and given to his friend Wei Lansheng." The Wei family was regarded as a family heirloom, and later came to the hands of his father, and is now dedicated to His Majesty. ”

Zhao Ji immediately called someone to get pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and asked the champion to compose a lyric and inscribe it on this famous painting himself.

Yang Lin didn't think about it, and after Zhao Ji picked up the pen, he chanted: "Outside the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless." It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.

has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. ”

Zhao Jiyun's pen is smart and fast, the handwriting is thin, and he is thin without losing his flesh, and his big characters are especially visible in the graceful place. Yang Lin is not slow to speak, he is also at ease, and after a closer look, he is really a famous person.

"Good painting! Good words! Good calligraphy! ”

After Zhao Ji finished writing, he was full of comfort, and he just finished watching a hearty juju, and he felt that everything around him was beautiful.

Yang Lin struck while the iron was hot and said: "Your Majesty, after the ministers were appointed as supervisors, the co-ordinator found that they were all idle officials, and the ministers were also the king's luck. ”

"Yang Aiqing's matter, you can say it."

"The minister's general will be the supervisor, originally for His Majesty's imperial city building gatekeeper, now looking at the Bianliang Imperial City, there is no royal garden that can match His Majesty's talent. Moreover, the minister once talked with the Taoist Gaoshi and found that 'in the northeast corner of the capital, the local association can be publicized, if the situation is less high, there should be many men's auspiciousness.' 'In order to spread the branches and leaves of the royal family, His Majesty is blessed and long-lived, and the minister intends to choose stones to build mountains, search for strange stones in the south of the Yangtze River, stack stones for mountains, and build a garden, as a congratulatory gift for His Majesty's personal government. ”

Zhao Ji's interest was mobilized all of a sudden, and the more he looked at this young champion, the more pleasing he became, he simply knew himself better than himself.

Throughout his life, Zhao Ji loved three things, calligraphy and painting, strange stones and Taoism.

Now the three are one, teach him how not to like it, and I can't wait to start building it right away.

In this way, will too much money and food be lost? This idea briefly appeared in Zhao Ji's mind, although he was not very concerned with the government, he also knew that the household department kept saying that the silver was not enough.

Seeing that his brows were slightly furrowed, Yang Lin had already guessed a rough idea, and bent down and said: "Your Majesty, when the minister first said that he would start the Keju League, he once said that this method would not only not cost the treasury money and grain, but also make a profit. Now it has begun to take shape, and as the minister said, now that the minister has proposed to build a royal garden, there is also a way not to use the treasury money, but he also asks His Majesty to delegate this matter to the minister, and the minister will live up to His Majesty's expectations. ”

These words completely dispelled Zhao Ji's last hesitation, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Aiqing has a heart, the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, and Qing knows my heart." This matter was entrusted to Yang Qing, but if there was something difficult to do, he entered the palace to see me. Come on, take my waist card. ”

After a while, an attendant arrived with a jade plate, Zhao Ji took a waist card from it, handed it to Yang Lin with his own hands, held his hand and said: "With this card, Aiqing can go straight to the palace and report to me." ”

"Thank you, Emperor Longen."