The prefect Wu Kui recommended Song Ting to be the master, naturally out of love. Wu Ruxiong, the magistrate of Yongtai County, is also his clan's nephew, if Song Ting goes to Yongtai County to be a master, it will naturally be used by him.

Song Ting was promoted by the prefect, Yang Kui's face was naturally displeased, and he was very dissatisfied with this, but the prefect was still his boss after all, although he was famous, he didn't dare to force the prefect, so he had to endure his resentment.

Song Ting thanked the prefect Wu Kui, and Wu Kui wrote a letter of recommendation and handed it to Song Ting, asking him to go to Yongtai County to find Wu Ruxiong, the prefect of the county, three days later, and obey his arrangement.

Thank you to the prefect Wu Kui again, weighing the weight of the letter in his hand, Song Ting's heart fluctuated faintly, this scientific examination has not yet been examined, and there is a career to deal with the government, which can be regarded as lucky.

Seeing that his face was calm as usual, as if he was not moved by fame and fortune at all, Wu Kui's eyes had a little more appreciation.

When Qin Hui saw that Song Ting had won the appreciation of the prefect, he bowed his head gloomily for a while, feeling that it was useless to only write, and he only hated that he couldn't write such powerful poems.

The other cadres in the hall had different looks, and some were happy for the Song court, such as Mu Yunchuan; There are also disdainful ones, such as Lu Bonian; There are also ordinary small scenes, such as Mu Ruhan, Marquis of Jiangling, which is the scene of the emperor's official title, Mu Ruhan has also seen it, and the scene in front of him is naturally not the same thing.

"Chaozhong, your song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" won't be given to you by Su Dongpo and his old man in a dream, right?" The atmosphere in the hall was slightly embarrassed, and Mu Yunchuan asked deliberately jokingly.

On that day, Song Tingyunxiangyuan made "Fixing the Storm", saying that the lyrics were Su Dongpo's, others didn't believe it, and it was spread falsely, and today it became "Su Dongpo's dream".

Hearing Mu Yunchuan ask, Song Ting smiled and said: "This song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is really made by Mr. Dongpo in a dream!"

"Hahahaha!" Mu Yunchuan suddenly laughed.

Hearing someone mention Su Dongpo twice, the prefect Wu Kui hurriedly asked who Su Dongpo was, and Mu Yunchuan explained to him that Su Dongpo was "an old teacher in a village in Shuchuan" as Song Ting said.

"Oh? And such things? Wu Kui's eyes were kind, and he smiled. Just now, he saw Song Ting write this poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers", how could it be someone else's dream? How can you remember everything in this dream so clearly?

But when Yang Kui heard the words "Su Dongpo", he compared Song Ting's truth: "When and where did you meet this Su Dongpo?" This Su Dongpo, is it your master? ”

Song Ting naturally couldn't answer this kind of difficult question, he scratched his head, and groaned: "Mr. Su Dongpo can indeed be regarded as Xiaosheng's enlightenment teacher. As for when and where I met him...... Oops, count it up...... It was when I was very young, when I went to Shuchuan, Mr. Su told me that I have extraordinary roots and bones, and I will definitely become a ...... in the future."

The more he spoke, the more shadowless he became, and Mu Yunchuan laughed when he heard it. He liked Song Ting's interesting appearance more and more, rather than being as dull as before.

The prefect Wu Kui couldn't listen to his nonsense, so he interrupted: "It's normal to remember things when I was a child. Song Sheng, if you want to keep your head and keep your reputation public, why do you need to be so modest and move out of Su Dongpo...... This is not something that the official appreciates. It was written by you, so you can generously admit that young people should be arrogant and free, at that time, the poet fairy Li Bai, there was a famous sentence of 'raise your head and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person', this official looks at you, no matter how hard you work, you also have the potential to catch up with Mr. Taibai! It's really terrifying! ”

Shocked when he heard this, Song Ting immediately hugged his fists and said, "What the adults have taught is this." It's just that...... Xiao Sheng categorically didn't dare to compare himself with the poet immortal Li Taibai!! ”

The prefect Wu Kui nodded and smiled, which can be regarded as agreeing with what he said, although the words "Fixing the Storm" and "Butterfly Love Flower" are very well written, but if they are compared to Li Bai, there is naturally a big gap.

"By the way, I don't know if Ling Zun's body is unharmed? The official chose a day to visit his old man's home. Wu Kui suddenly asked about Song Ting's father.

Song Ting told him that his father was no longer alive, Wu Kui's expression was slightly solemn, he paused, said mourning, and then asked his father what he did before his death.

Song Ting told him his father's name "Song Lian", Zhenghe years ago, he had served as a squire in the military department, Wu Kui groaned, and sighed slightly: "At that time, the official was still a magistrate in Tanzhou." For the background of the Song Dynasty, Wu Kui naturally praised it even more, as the saying goes, "the son inherits the father's business", and the son of the soldier should naturally be tested for merit and become an official.

In the hall, a group of people gathered until noon, because the prefect Wu Kui's mansion had left in advance, and everyone dispersed.

As soon as Song Ting's front foot came out of the gate of the Hou Mansion, Qin Hui followed with his back foot, chasing him and shouting: "Song Gongzi!" Song Gongzi! ”

Song Ting thought that something was wrong with him, so he stopped, waited for him to come forward, and asked, "Brother Qin, is there something wrong?"

That Qin Hui smiled and groaned: "Song Gongzi, oh no, Master Song! Congratulations on becoming a master! Your talent is really like a river with waves, endless, and I am really admired in my later years! ”

Song Ting couldn't get used to hearing these mustaches, so he frowned and said, "Brother Qin might as well say it directly."

Qin Hui still had a smile on his face, and said courteously: "I will go to Yangzhou Academy to teach three days later, and set up a small banquet in the Fugui Teahouse tomorrow night, I wonder if Master Song can enjoy his face and come to drink a glass of wine?"

"Tomorrow night......" Song Ting pinched his fingers, tomorrow is April 12...... I screamed badly, and I almost forgot about this important day.

"Brother Qin, I'm afraid I have something to do tomorrow night, I can't come, I'm sorry." Song Ting hugged his fists slightly.

Seeing Song Ting's embarrassed face, Qin Hui naturally didn't have any suspicions, and said with a smile: "In this case, I disturbed you."

At this time, Lu Bonian came out of the gate of the Hou Mansion, and Qin Hui immediately ran to Lu Bonian again: "Oops! Lord Lu! Lu Zhi County! Are you going to Renzhi County, Qingzhou in three days? ”

Lu Bonian was very interested in Qin Hui's sycophancy, and his expression was arrogant: "Yes, what's wrong?" It's a pity that the number of people I can take to Qingzhou is limited, so I can't take you......"

Qin Hui said: "It's okay, it's okay...... I want to ask Lord Lu to ......"

Song Ting didn't continue to listen to the following words, and he could guess that Qin Hui was "inviting Lu Zhixian to have a drink", so he sneered, strode onto the street, hired a carriage, and went straight to Yunxiang Courtyard.

In the middle of the day, there were few guests in Yunxiangyuan, a few girls dressed in red and green, moving a long table, and the warbler Yanyan sat crookedly at the gate basking in the sun, yawning; The old lady who washes clothes will dry the girls' narrow sleeves, mattress skirts, bandeau and other clothes on the bamboo poles on the street, and suddenly the wind is red, green, and green, which is also beautiful.

The handlebar style is a thief-eyed man, seeing that Song Ting came to this kind of place, got the car money, and didn't want to leave, he called Song Ting "Master" cheaply, and wanted to ask for a reward, Song Ting threw him a piece of broken silver, and he left happily.

Knowing that the princess's wife was a little rich woman, Song Ting naturally didn't pick the door as before, and where to spend money, he was relieved to spend it boldly.

Song Ting walked to the door of Yunxiang Courtyard, and the girls dressed in red and green woke up like a dream, and began to smile earnestly on their faces. As soon as Song Ting walked in the door, Mother Liu ran over, and before the smile on her face could be opened, she retracted it again, and sneered: "Yo, isn't this a great poet!" The girls of my family now worship you as a great poet, and talk back to me every day......"

As soon as they heard the words "great poet", the girls of Yunxiangyuan ran out to watch and point.

"He's Song Gongzi......"

"That's right, he is Song Gongzi who wrote "Fixing the Storm"."

"It's too long...... Not bad. ”

"What is he doing here?"

Song Ting ignored these chattering voices, directly took out twenty taels of silver from his arms, handed them to Mother Liu, and said, "I want to see Bai Qiuyan."

Song Ting had already heard the news that after Hua Yingying redeemed Yunxiang Courtyard, Bai Qiuyan took her place and became the top brand of this Yunxiang Courtyard.

But this top brand is a bit cold, since taking over the "top card" position, it seems that it has never received guests. Don't say that she wants to sell herself, she doesn't even want to sell art. This point made Liu's mother embarrassed and annoyed, originally Hua Yingying left, Yunxiangyuan's business was reduced by half, and some guests said that Bai Qiuyan's appearance was slightly better than Hua Yingying, so let her be the top brand.

Who knew that the new brand didn't even sell its art, and the business of Yunxiangyuan naturally plummeted all of a sudden. Mother Liu beat Bai Qiuyan and scolded her, it was useless to be stunned, she was either forced by hunger strike or self-denial. Liu's mother couldn't do it for a while, so she had to lock her up for a while, planning to frustrate her spirit, and then force her to sell herself directly. A guest had already offered to pay her 5,000 taels of silver for one night, and Liu's mother wanted to earn this money, but she was going crazy.

Song Ting handed over twenty taels, she was naturally unhappy, and said coldly: "If you want to see Shi Niang, you need fifty taels." Bai Qiuyan is the same age as Hua Yingying, two months younger, and is called "Ten Niang" in terms of ranking.

Hearing Liu's mother's words, Song Ting was dumbfounded, although he knew that she was suspected of blackmail, but in order to see Bai Qiuyan, he still obediently took out three jiaozi from his body, and the role of jiaozi was equivalent to a silver ticket, and his three jiaozi, each with a denomination of ten taels, together with the twenty taels of silver, were given to Liu's mother.

There was no need for Liu's mother to say more, Song Ting knew which room Bai Qiuyan was in, so he went upstairs directly.

Knock knock, knock three times.

"Mom, Shi Niang is not feeling well today, so I will not see any guests." There was a melancholy tone of Bai Qiuyan's resentment and melancholy.

Song Ting pushed the door directly, and the woman wearing a purple-black cardigan with narrow sleeves, a moon-white bandeau and the same black and purple skirt suddenly stood up, and said a little crampedly: "Song Gongzi, why are you here?"

Song Ting glanced at Bai Qiuyan, the set of purple-black narrow sleeves lined her thinner, her figure seemed to be more delicate than before, her face was a little elegant, but a little melancholy, and the corners of her eyes were faintly black, obviously she had a difficult time sleeping.

"White girl, how are you doing?" Song Ting pondered the wording, but he still said hello first.

Bai Qiuyan stretched her eyebrows and smiled: "Meng Song Gongzi cares, the concubine has been doing well recently, I don't know how Song Gongzi is recently?" Your wife, she ......" said "wife", her eyebrows frowned.

Song Ting said with a smile: "Neiko has been doing well recently, speaking of which, thanks to the guidance of the white girl, I went to Suzhou to get the medicine in my hands and saved Zhen'er's life." I really don't know how to thank the white girl! As he spoke, he clasped his fists and saluted.

"I can't do it, I can't do it. The noble body of the child, how can he make such a big gift for me, a woman in the Qinglou. Bai Qiuyan hurriedly returned the gift.

After the ceremony, Bai Qiuyan led Song Ting to the pear wood tea table and sat down, and asked softly: "Does the son drink tea or wine?"