In the city of Suzhou, a light rain was falling.

"Hey, have you heard, Miss Jiang Yixi of the Su family is getting married."

"Really? Who is my husband's family? ”

"I don't know yet, but I heard that Miss Nine wrote a poem, as long as someone can write the next rhyme, she can marry Miss Nine as his wife."

"What, such a good thing? That Miss Nine is rumored to be born like a sinking fish and a goose, so the Jiang family boss plans to marry his favorite little daughter to someone else so easily? ”

"Not really!"

In a small teahouse, a dozen young men who looked like Confucian scholars listened quietly.

I saw the speaker pick up the teacup, raise the folding fan, and pretend to say, "Do you know why?" ”

"What are you buying here, believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"Okay, let's continue, let's continue." The speaker took a big sip of tea and spoke.

"Have you ever heard that the Jiang family and the Wang family have a marriage contract?"

"There's such a saying, what's wrong." The crowd chimed in.

"Originally, the Jiang family's boss Jiang Million was just a down-and-out talent, and he only entered the business road after being appreciated by the head of the Wang family, as the saying goes, it is better to call the blue out of the blue than the blue, and within a few years, the business of the Jiang family was bigger than the Wang family."

"Grandma Jiang has a business mind, we all know this, and then what?" The crowd urged him to come quickly.

"The Wang family saw that the Jiang family's business was getting bigger and bigger, and in order to maintain friendly relations with the Jiang family, the two families married, and Jiang Jingxuan, the second son of the Jiang family, married Wei Xuan, the third queen of the Wang family."

"But ......."

The two have been married for five years, but Wei Xuan, the third queen of the Wang family, has not moved in her belly. Even the best doctors in Suzhou couldn't see anything wrong, so the Wang family wanted to do another family affair. ”

"Is it the marriage contract between Miss Jiang Jiajiu and the Wang family?"

"That's right."

"Then why did the Jiang family make such a fuss again?"

"Listen to me." The person who spoke took another sip of tea, "This Wang family kid is a well-known young master Hualiu, and he has been a frequent visitor to the Qinglou since he was young. ”

"Then it's no wonder that the Jiang family doesn't plan to complete this marriage, if I knew that my future son-in-law was a disciple, I wouldn't have agreed!"

"Yes...... Why do you want to write poems to recruit relatives? Isn't he, Grandma Jiang, afraid that there will be a disciple coming up? ”

"That's what puzzles me, but ......."

"But what?" The crowd was puzzled.

"It is said that for this poem, Miss Jiang Jiajiu invited Su Shi, who is famous all over the world, to be a notary."

"Then there will be a lively ......." Everyone sighed for a while, and the Confucian students sitting next to him listened to it and asked, "What is the inscription of Miss Jiang Jiajiu?" ”

"Did you ask Shang Run?"

"Yes, sir."

"That Shang Yun is not an ordinary Shang Yun, even Su Caizi feels weird. Listen up, Shang Yun is: odd and even unchanged. ”

………………

"Odd and even the same?"

"Miss, you are really good at inscribed poems, even Su Gong can't match them."

In the Jiang family's compound, Miss Nine and Miss Seven were eating pastries and enjoying the light rain in the pavilion.

"What does Seventh Sister think?" Jiang Yixi looked at Seventh Sister Jiang Yurou curiously, wanting to see how she reacted.

"No solution, no solution, this poem is very weird."

Jiang Yixi smiled shyly, and then said with a smile: "There is only one person in the world who can get this poem right." ”

"It seems that our ninth sister has moved her heart, and I don't know whose male baby has such a blessing." Jiang Yurou swiped the bridge of Jiang Yixi's nose with her fingers, and leaned over to Jiang Yixi's side with bad intentions.

"Isn't that the man named Shen Youxuan? Hey hey ......."

"Seventh sister, how did you know?"

"You and I sleep in the same bed, and I don't know who often shouts Shen Youxuan's big pig's trotters in their dreams, and Shen Youxuan is a shameless ......"

Jiang Yixi couldn't help but blush in his ears when he heard this, "Sister, don't make fun of me, it's really annoying!" ”

"Okay, okay, Miss Nine, let's go back to the house, it's getting cold, if it freezes, that kid named Shen Youxuan won't be able to spare me." Miss Seven led Miss Nine along the bluestone road back to the wing.

Along the way, Miss Seven couldn't help but ponder, why did the ninth sister fall in love with the Confucian named Shen Youxuan, although he was also beautiful, but he was a cripple.

In fact, Shen Youxuan in the mouth of Miss Seven and Miss Nine are not the same person, Shen Youxuan in Jiang Yixi's mouth is her boyfriend, and Jiang Yurou thinks that it is Shen Kuo's youngest son in the north of the city, the young man who has been lame since he was a child.

Although Jiang Yixi traveled back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he did not have a trace of memory here, everyone thought that Jiang Yixi had become mature and stable after a fall, but as everyone knows, this is just a careful touch of the strange world......

The next day, at Suzhou Linyuan College, more than a dozen teenagers surrounded a cripple, and the teenager led by him pinched his chin and said insidiously: "I heard that my fiancée likes you?" ”

"No...... No...... Although Miss Jiang Jiajiu was born like a sinking fish and a goose, I have never thought about it! The lame boy replied in fear.

"Really?" The young man's face suddenly became sinister, and he said to the people around him, "Give him a good lesson!" ”

"But his father is Shen Kuo, a Hanlin scholar." The teenager on the side didn't dare to punch.

"Just don't get killed." With that, the young man in charge stepped on the cripple's back, tugged at his braid and said, "You know what to do, right?" ”

The lame boy lay on the ground weakly, but helpless tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.......

"Brothers, give him a beating for me!"

…………

And at this moment, in Luzhou City, the real Shen Youxuan was still waiting anxiously outside the ward.

"How is Master Zhou now? Is it better? ”

"I guess I'll be able to wake up in two days."

"Two days...... Is it? Shen Youxuan muttered softly.

In the past few days, Shen Youxuan has found more and more that there are more and more displaced people coming to Luzhou City, and the most puzzling thing is their local accent.

Although this is the Great Song Dynasty, even after thousands of years, the local flavor that permeates the bones will not change.

The accent is clearly from Guangdong and Fujian. And Luzhou City is located in the position of convenient water conservancy and transportation, and it is very close to the center of the Great Song Dynasty.

But where did that blonde come from?

Although the possibility of the Persians is ruled out, if it is the Western Regions......

Although the city seems to be calm, it is peaceful. But it caused Shen Youxuan an indescribable sense of depression.

"Did you feel something was wrong?" Shen Youxuan picked up a small bench and sat in front of Bei Que Yun.

"No, it's so peaceful here, what's wrong."

"You are the appearance of the city, I am talking about people, the people who have been accepted by Luzhou City recently."

"You said those people, it's okay, but I feel that the blonde woman is not as good-looking as our locals, but the body shape is really okay, with a slender waist and delicate facial features......"

“.......”

Gotta ~ This guy only cares about looking at the beauty, and sure enough, he can't be trusted........