Xu Guanzhong slowly touched the embroidery on the sachet, and couldn't help but recall the scene of going to the palace to deliver books this time.

"Mr. Xu, this is a gift from my princess, my princess said, Guan Zi knows people, Guan Wen knows the heart, Mr. Xu has a good hand, the white snake is full of fun, I know that Mr. is a wonderful person, my princess only hopes that Mr. will go to high school as soon as possible, in order to live up to the heart of my princess."

"The legend of the White Snake was written by my little Langjun..."

"Haha, my princess said, your Xiaolangjun has a wonderful idea, if you want to talk about writing skills, it's still a little worse, others don't know, but she knows, okay, I'm going back, Mr. Xu said goodbye..."

Xu Guanzhong sighed and put down the sachet, of course he knew that even the Han and Tang Dynasties, who were the fastest in the world, had taken seven years to raise the army, not to mention that the current Jiang De was fledgling, and the Great Song Dynasty had not yet reached the time when the heroes rose together, even if he could wait, how could the princess who was already twelve wait?

If you want to marry now, your current identity is impossible, the princess will only marry those civil officials or children of the family, she is just a person, if you want to marry a princess, you have to take the imperial examination high school, but at that time, can you still seek the world for Jiang De?

Xu Guanzhong put his hands behind his back, his heart was full of troubles, it is impossible to say that he is not moved by Zhao Yupan, as Zhao Ji's eldest daughter, Zhao Yupan is extremely favored, has a gentle personality, is knowledgeable, and is a good match, Xu Guanzhong sighed, gritted his teeth, took out a piece of paper, thought for a while, dropped the pen again, sat on the seat, and was silent for a long time.

- The Royal Palace

In the main hall, there were faint bursts of whimpering, and I could hear that the palace maids and guards outside were all bowing their heads, and in the main hall, Yang Jian was persuading Zhao Ji, "The official family, the official family don't want to cry anymore, this... It's all because that Xiao Langjun is not good, why did you break up Bai Suzhen and Xu Gongzi, it's really damn damned! ”

"You know what a!" Zhao Ji's eyes were red, snot and tears were hanging on his face, and he said, "It's all the fault of that bald donkey Fahai, you see that Guanyin has acquiesced, what kind of thing is he?" Why do you want to suppress Bai Suzhen? And this Xu Xian is also a waste, he can't even protect his own woman, what kind of man is he? Rubbish! Rubbish!! Wow!!! My white lady, you are so miserable...."

Saying that, Zhao Ji cried again, Yang Jian was in a hurry for a while, he couldn't help but be afraid and respectful of Jiang De, what kind of monster is this, an article harms the official family like this, if you offend him and be arranged by him, I don't know what will happen, as soon as I think of this, Yang Jian thought about whether to show favor to Jiang De.

Liang Shicheng, who had been silent next to him, stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, the official family, isn't this not finished yet, maybe it will be better later." ”

Zhao Ji wiped his tears and asked, "Yes, what about the follow-up?" ”

Liang Shicheng replied: "It's all still watching from the little nobles." ”

Zhao Ji said with a sigh: "How many of them can recognize words?" Hurry up, bring them all, show them to me, and show them when I'm done. ”

Liang Shicheng hurriedly nodded yes and left quickly, while Yang Jian continued to persuade Zhao Ji not to be uncomfortable because of this white snake legend.

Zhao Ji relieved himself after a while, wiped his eyes and said, "Yang Jian, do you say that these stories Jiang Xiaolang said are true or false?" ”

Yang Jian's eyes rolled, and he said, "Official, these ghosts and gods, I don't know about these ghosts and gods, it's best to ask those heavenly masters." ”

Zhao Ji shook his head and said, "No need to ask, since Jiang Xiaolang said that there are no more immortals and ghosts in the world, those heavenly masters are about to hate Jiang Xiaolang to death, and this Jiang Xiaolang is too, and he doesn't explain what is going on here..."

Yang Jian actually did a lot of homework these days, and said to Zhao Ji, "Official, in fact, as far as the "Legend of the White Snake" is concerned, the small one has found some traces. ”

Zhao Ji hurriedly asked, "Say it quickly!" Say it! ”

Yang Jian nodded and said, "The little one went to find the local people in the south of the Yangtze River to ask, and then I knew that there is indeed a Leifeng Pagoda in Hangzhou, and there is indeed a Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang, and in the Jinshan Temple, there is indeed a high monk Fahai, and this Fahai is the son of Pei Xiu, the famous minister of the Tang Dynasty." ”

Zhao Ji waved his hand and said, "I also know about this matter, it's not surprising." ”

Yang Jian then said, "Then it was surprising, according to those Zhenjiang natives, the Fahai of the Jinshan Temple went to the stone cave of the cliff in the middle of the mountain to visit the Shan that day, and suddenly there was a fishy wind and stinky rain blowing behind the head, only to see a barrel thick python plate staring at him there, Fahai still meditated, and then the python swam into the Yangtze River, I don't know where to go, this matter has been passed down from generation to generation in Jinshan Temple, it should not be fake." ”

Zhao Ji was taken aback, thought for a while and said, "In this way, there are some traces of this matter." ”

As he was talking, Liang Shicheng hurriedly rushed in with a stack of papers, and shouted to Zhao Ji, "Official, it's not good, Jiang De is gone!" ”

"What? Jiang De is gone? What about "The Legend of the White Snake"? Zhao Ji suddenly shouted.

Liang Shicheng took a stack of papers and said, "According to several little nobles, "The Legend of the White Snake" has ended, if the official family wants to know, the little one is simple..."

Zhao Ji stepped forward and snatched the stack of papers and said, "Say your mother!" Of course, this story has to be seen for yourself to be interesting? Well, this Jiang De is quite reliable, and he knows that it's over... Isn't this "The Legend of the White Snake"? ”

Liang Shicheng lowered his head and said, "The little one came to Princess Jiafu, and when he learned about it, he hurried to say, "The Legend of the White Snake" is now in the hands of various little nobles, and it still needs a little time to gather, this is the first chapter of the new story sent by Jiang De this time. ”

Zhao Ji sighed, "What new story do you want, I haven't finished reading "The Legend of the White Snake" yet, it's just that, you hurry up and do it, I'll take a look first... The chaos is divided into Pangu first, and the Taiji two instruments are hung with four elephants. Zitian is ugly, and the people are out, and the beast is suffering from Chaoxian. Suiren takes fire to avoid fresh food, and Fuxi paints hexagrams before yin and yang. Shennong governs the world and tastes a hundred herbs, and Xuanyuan Lile Marriage Alliance. Shaohao Five Emperors and People's Things, King Yu controls the water and floods.... What is this book? ”

Zhao Ji only read the first few sentences and was shocked and speechless, what he said earlier was obviously an ancient thing, could this story also be an ancient thing?

Liang Shicheng raised his head, shook his head and said, "The little one doesn't know, oh, there is a cover, and at the end, the little one forgot to put it in front." ”

Zhao Ji hurriedly turned to the last page and looked at it, and muttered a reading, "Romance of the Gods? Is this the Romance of the Gods? Is it the Romance of the Gods of the Three Great Tribulations? ”

Saying that, Zhao Ji continued to look at it, and there were words in his mouth, "That's right, that's right, this is the battle of the gods, Muma Huashan shows Yanwu, and opens my Zhou family for eight hundred years." This is talking about Zhou Daishang's business, wait for me to see..."

Zhao Ji forgot the White Lady of the West Lake for a while, and entered the world of the Romance of the Gods, and when he saw the King of Shang writing poems, he couldn't help but sigh, such an absurd act, isn't it a sign of the death of the country? ”

Saying that, Zhao Ji frowned, he seemed to think of something, but he shook his head again, shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and only said that he was thinking too much.