Song Ting has stepped out, looking at the world outside the cabin, at this time the painting boat has entered Jinling City, along the river surface of the river there are large and small boats, along the shore of the smoke and rain towers, water pavilions, there are women and children washing clothes, playing.

Song Ting's eyes rolled, but he laughed at himself in his heart, no matter how high-tech the crew used for aerial photography, it was impossible to build such a big ancient city and invite so many extras, right?

It seems that this time it is really crossed!

Accepting such an established fact, Song Ting appeared very calm, he did not force the other foot, but retracted the foot that had been stepped out, turned around and returned to the room, and sat down quietly on a sandalwood chair.

Qingzhu got up and closed the door, secretly relieved in her heart, glad that the master didn't embarrass her, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain to the princess.

Song Ting was very quiet at the moment, did not speak, nor did he stare at Qingzhu, but picked up the tea on the table next to him, took a sip, and felt that his mouth was overflowing, so he praised softly: "It is worthy of Suzhou Biluochun...... Good tea. ”

Qingzhu stood aside with a flute in his hand, and when he heard Song Ting say "Biluochun", his voice corrected like a gnat: "It's obviously Yangzhou Kung Fu Tea."

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Song Ting raised his head slightly, only to see three young maids coming with a hostess.

Among the three maids, a pretty girl with a double bun, he had just seen her, and knew that her name was Xiaoman; The other is a little better than Xiao Man in size and appearance, but her temperament is cold, her face is like frost, which is intimidating, and she carries a long sword at her waist; The other is understature and is still young, only thirteen or fourteen years old.

The dress of the leading heroine is obviously different from the three maids, with a phoenix crown and a xia veil, a god embroidery, and a national color and heavenly fragrance. She is tall, slightly plump, her skin is like condensed fat, her red bandeau can't hide her tall breasts, a pair of eyes like autumn water, eyebrows and lips, slender eyelashes, silkworms lying in the corners of her eyes, dignified charm.

The first woman is the ninth daughter of the current emperor, named Zhao Yuanzhen. However, at this time, Song Ting did not know her name.

Zhao Yuanzhen glanced at Song Ting carefully.

Song Ting also glanced back at Zhao Yuanzhen, only one glance, but he was shocked, there is such a beautiful woman in this world!

Her beauty broke Song Ting's aesthetic cognition. She is so beautiful that she doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, she is as beautiful as a fairy in the heavenly palace, which can only be viewed from a distance, so beautiful that she is like a fairy walking out of the painting, so beautiful that it is suffocating...

Zhao Yuanzhen Lian moved lightly, walked in front of Song Ting, and saluted: "Xianggong."

Song Ting followed the example of the ancients and returned the salute: "Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Just now, I heard Xiaoman and Qingzhu say that they are going to tell the "princess", it seems that this person who calls himself "Xianggong" must be a princess. She called him "Xianggong", but he didn't dare to call her "lady".

Zhao Yuanzhen glanced at Song Ting again, his eyes were full of energy, and he said with three points of surprise: "I heard that Xianggong can't remember things, and he can't recognize people, but is there really such a thing?"

Song Ting nodded, pretending to be very depressed and said, "Don't hide it from the princess, I can't even remember who I am, most of it is amnesia......"

"Amnesia? I've heard the imperial doctor in the palace talk about it, but you and I are now in Jinling, and when we settle down in the city, I will send someone to invite the famous doctor here to help the minister heal. What does Xianggong think? Zhao Yuanzhen spoke softly and caringly.

Song Ting learned from the ancients, and then saluted: "It's so good, there is Her Royal Highness Princess Lao!"

Zhao Yuanzhen smiled, looked forward to Linghui in his eyes, and said: "The prime minister doesn't have to be so polite, and he doesn't have to call me 'Her Royal Highness the Princess'." You and I are husband and wife, why do you need such red tape, besides, I'm not a princess anymore......"

Song Ting arched his hand and said, "Yes." Just listen to the princess. ”

Zhao Yuanzhen had no choice but to hold her forehead and sigh, and then introduced her four personal maids to him one by one: Snow Goose, Xiaoman, Qingzhu, and Youjian.

The girl who looks to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with her hair combed and hanging in a bun, and always looks deferential and obedient on her face, is Snow Goose.

And the girl with big eyes and a pair of snow-white soft wattles, with silver bells in her hands, is naturally Xiaoman.

As for Qingzhu, Song Ting has only known him, holding a jade flute in his hand and covering his face with a light veil, just like an ancient beauty.

And the sword girl who carried the sword with her, Song Ting felt a little pity, even though she was beautiful, it was a pity that her temperament was too cold. However, it is said that she knows martial arts and is responsible for the safety of the princess along the way, which is really impressive.

"Okay, Snow Goose, Xiaoman, Qingzhu, and Youjian, the four of you go down first! My husband and I will talk alone for a while. Zhao Yuanzhen said.

The four women withdrew as instructed.

Xiaoman was careful and closed the door with his hand.

In the room, Song Ting and Zhao Yuanzhen stood separately, slightly embarrassed, Zhao Yuanzhen led Song Ting to the pear table: "Xianggong come and sit!" As she spoke, she sat down in the place where Song Ting had sat just now.

Song Ting didn't care, they were all husband and wife, what was it to sit on the same chair.

However, Zhao Yuanzhen's next actions were a little shocking.

After Zhao Yuanzhen sat down, he also picked up the bowl of tea he had just drunk, and gently opened the lid with his jade hand, and took a sip of it to his mouth.

All this happened so fast that Song Ting didn't have time to stop it, his outstretched hand retracted again, and he swallowed back the words that had just reached his mouth.

It seemed that she noticed the subtle movement just now, and she took the lead in speaking: "Xianggong has something you want to say to me?"

"Uh......" Song Ting hesitated for a moment, but still threw out his three philosophical questions.

Zhao Yuanzhen didn't answer him in a hurry, but didn't know where to take out a wax-sealed letter, but at a glance, it could be seen that the wax had been removed and had been opened.

"What is this?" Song Ting asked suspiciously.

After the princess gave the letter to Song Ting, she pursed her lips and smiled, and then said, "This is a letter written by the prime minister to a friend. Xianggong might as well take a look, it must be helpful for Xianggong to remember the past. The prime minister wrote this letter, but did not send it. I haven't hidden it from the minister, I have read the content of the letter, and I don't think it's inappropriate, but I don't know why the minister didn't send the letter? But it's not too late to talk about this later, the most important thing now is your body. ”

Song Ting took the letter, opened it and read it, the handwriting of the letter was still dignified and delicate, but it had a bit of a scholar's rigorous style. The letter was addressed to a young marquis named Mu Yunchuan in Yangzhou. A lot of words are written, but there is not much really valid information.

After reading the full text, I looked at the inscription, and the two lines of small characters on the inscription read: "On the twenty-fourth day of the middle spring of the third year of Xuanhe, the foolish brother Song Tingbi."

After seeing the payment, Song Ting was quite happy in his heart, but he didn't expect his name to match the name of the original body! His name is Song Ting, and this one who was pierced by his soul is actually called "Song Ting"!

After reading the letter, and synthesizing some information from the princess, he finally had a general understanding of "himself" life experience and this dynasty.

It turned out that this dynasty was called Daliang. It is neither the Later Liang of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, nor the Southern Liang of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but a dynasty that has never appeared in the history books, and the country name is "Daliang".

Today is the ninth day of the third month of the third year of the Xuanhe Dynasty of the Great Liang Dynasty.

And his Song Ting's life and family background, his father Song Lian was an official to the military department, which can be described as prominent, but his brother became a Taoist priest and traveled to the Tao. Since the death of Song Lian, the Song family has been completely defeated, and the little marquis Mu Yunchuan is the only person in the entire Yangzhou City who is still willing to get close to the Song family.

After figuring out the general appearance of this era and his own life experience, Song Ting once again remained very calm, peeling out all the effective information like a cocoon, and then quickly sorting it out in his mind.

Even the letter, he met Zhao Yuanzhen's curious gaze and stuffed it into his arms. He thought to himself that this letter would definitely be useful, so he kept it for now.

Of course, he didn't dare to tell Zhao Yuanzhen these thoughts, Zhao Yuanzhen returned the letter to him, and after saying a few words, he walked out of the room.

Before leaving, Zhao Yuanzhen instructed Song Ting to settle down in an inn in Jinling City tonight, and when the time came, he invited a famous doctor to see a doctor for him, and told him to rest and rest, and to ask Xiaoman to take whatever food he needed, and say what he needs to do, but he is not allowed to do one thing - to jump into the river stupidly.

After Zhao Yuanzhen left, Song Ting thought alone in the room.

There are many things that can be figured out, and there are many things that cannot be figured out. For example, why did the original "Song Xiucai" marry a princess and become a colt and jump into the river, Song Ting couldn't figure it out even if he scratched his head.

Since I can't figure it out, I don't bother to think about it, if I come, I will be safe, as long as I have food and drink, and I can play every day, I don't care why he "Song Xiucai" jumped into the river.

But speaking of which, it seems that this princess has been visiting with him for a month, and she has no intention of having sex with him.

Could it be that "Song Xiucai" is angry to death?

"If you don't have a round house, you won't have a round house, what's the big deal...... What a pedantic showman! Song Ting pursed his lips, and teased the former owner of this body in his heart, "But brother, I borrowed your body, so naturally I won't treat you badly." Sooner or later, your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled......"

There was a creak, and the door opened again.

A lively and lovely pretty girl walked in, the small silver bell in her hand made a slight crisp sound, and she said to Song Ting with a smile: "Master Horse, just now Xiaoman said something that shouldn't be said, and the princess has already said me." The princess has asked me to serve you, and you can ask for anything. ”

"Is it really possible to ask for anything?" Song Ting thought that this maid named "Xiaoman" was quite interesting, so he wanted to tease her deliberately, pretending to be meaningful.

"Of course. The princess commanded, what the princess needed, just say. The little girl obviously still didn't understand what Song Ting meant, and continued to smile and say.

"Oh," the little girl didn't eat him, and Song Ting was a little bored, "Then can you talk to me?" By the way, go get some food and come in, and we'll talk while we eat. ”

After listening to Song Ting's so-called request, the little girl nodded happily: "Okay!" Okay! I'll bring in some pineapple cake and osmanthus preserves. ”