The sky gradually darkens, the sky is dotted with stars, the street lights are bright, in front of the spring breeze building, four sedan chairmen carry a purple cloud head black with a black curtain swaggering, the sedan chair stopped at the door of the spring breeze building, the county order Wu Ruxiong came out of the sedan chair curtain lifted, there were several people standing at the door, seeing Wu Ruxiong coming down, he hurriedly greeted him and handed it over: "Lord County!"

Wu Ruxiong smiled and nodded, his eyes swept over everyone, and he was very satisfied when he saw that everyone had arrived. When he saw Song Ting, he stretched out his hand and patted Song Ting's shoulder, and said to the others: "This is Master Song who was introduced by the prefect."

Hearing about the introduction of the county, several people greeted Song Ting one after another: some said that Master Song was extraordinary, some said that Master Song was young and promising, and some asked Master Song about his marriage...... Song Ting didn't like to listen to sycophants, but even when he came here, he could only follow the customs of the locals and reluctantly compliment each other with these people.

The main bookkeeper Ding Kenong is about fifty-seven or eighteen years old this year, his face is thin, he has a goatee, and two shrewd lights shoot out from time to time in his brown pupils.

The county lieutenant and the dian shi are both about forty years old, in the prime of life, the county lieutenant is called Shi Gong, and the classic history is called Ye Ai.

These people are all from Jinshi, they have been in the eunuch for a long time, and they have long lost the edges and corners of scholars, and they are all sophisticated and sleek, and they are very good at saying beautiful words. If you talk about the bookishness, the middle-aged scribe is a little bit, he is a county government scrivener, surnamed Zhong, and his name is Wenkui.

"Master Song, Master Ding, Shi County Lieutenant, Ye Dian Shi, Zhong Shuyi...... Uh, and Cao Zhutou, let's go in together, shall we? Wu Ruxiong is famous one by one.

"Prefectural Honor, please!" Humane.

Wu Ruxiong smiled and led everyone into the hall of Chunfeng Building, and when the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Building saw the county lord coming in, he bowed again and again, and led a group of people to the box on the second floor.

Everyone sat down, and the twelve dishes on the table, with wild duck meat, fried sheep white sausage, batch cut sheep's head, dripping crisp crystal stew, sugar ice and snow cold yuanzi, etc., are the most eye-catching, and the wine is the best champion red.

Song Ting looked at these wines and dishes, he was really dumbfounded, he really couldn't imagine that this small county town could still make so many tricks.

"Huh...... Why is one dish missing? Glancing around the dishes on the table, Wu Ruxiong suddenly looked a little unhappy and muttered.

Just when he was about to question, the shopkeeper came in with a plum red box, and took out a blue and white porcelain bowl covered with a porcelain lid from inside, which was specially placed in front of Wu Ruxiong, and said respectfully: "Lord County, your burning monkey brain ......."

Song Ting was a little shocked when he heard this, and his eyes reached over, only to see that Wu Ruxiong had opened the porcelain lid, and saw that there was a monkey brain inside, shaped like a fat intestine and shaped like a pig's brain.

Wu Ruxiong picked it up with chopsticks, regardless of the steaming heat, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it in a big gulp. After eating, I felt too hot, like a fire in my mouth, and I hurriedly poured another glass of wine into my stomach, then I raised my head and looked at everyone, and smiled: "Every time I come to Chunfeng Building, it is to eat this dish of their family......" After speaking, he urged everyone to move chopsticks together.

Everyone raised their glasses, the atmosphere gradually warmed up, after a few greetings, the topic led to the major affairs of the family and the country, Ye Dianshi took the lead in opening the chatterbox, and said: "I heard that the envoy Tong is in a hurry to transfer troops to the north, is this really going to fight with the Khitans?"

County Lieutenant Shi took a sip of wine and said angrily: "Who can say for sure? At the beginning of the year, I heard that I was going to kiss! This...... One moment to fight, another moment to peace, who knows what they want to do! ”

The canonical history is in charge of the assessment of county officials, although it is not in the stream, it is almost equivalent to a small imperial history, and even the county order must be afraid of three points; The county lieutenant is responsible for the security and arrest of a county, and he is also a minor official of the nine grades, which is roughly equivalent to the director of the county public security bureau.

Ye Ai and Shi Gong have the same status, a canonical history, a county lieutenant, and they are also of the same age, they usually walk close to each other and have a lot to talk about.

Hearing the words of Shi and Ye, Scrivener Zhong also said indignantly: "That's it! If you want to fight, you want to make peace! When the time comes, if a large army is mobilized and does not fight, won't it be in vain? ”

Master Ding stretched out his chopsticks and put a peanut in his mouth, then took a sip of wine, smacked his mouth, and then said slowly: "This is a major national event...... There are always a few big names in their hands. Let's take care of our own one-third of an acre of land! ”

Wu Ruxiong smiled and said, "Master Ding's words are reasonable. This national event, there are Cai Taishi and his old man, Tong Shumi, Wang Chengxiang and other big people in charge, let's ah, just like Ding Zhushu said, take care of their own one-acre and three-point land, this is Yangzhou Mansion, far away from the north, even if the Khitan people really hit it, they have their own north top, can they still hit our Yangzhou Mansion? Do you think so? When he said the words "Taishi Cai, his old man", his expression was solemn and he hugged his fists, this is because the prefect Wu Kui is Cai Jing's protégé, and he and Wu Kui are clan relatives, there is this relationship, so he is naturally grateful to Wu Kui and Cai Jing.

Shi County Lieutenant patted the case and said: "The county lord is right! Whatever! Love to fight, love and harmony, about our bird ......"

Master Ding and Ye Dianshi both smiled and nodded, and Scrivener Zhong thought about it for a while and nodded his head as well.

There are a total of seven people at the table, the county order, the chief bookkeeper, the master, the county lieutenant, the canonical history, the head catcher, and the scribe, all of whom are the brains of a county head. Song Ting glanced at it quietly and found that Cao Bin, the head catcher, had been frowning and silent, but the other few people seemed to have forgotten his existence and said that they were themselves, and no one looked at him.

The position of "head catcher", although it is the boss of the fast catching class, is only a military position, and the Liang emphasizes literature and light on military force, which is not overnight, and civilian officials look down on military generals, which is also a long history. What's more, he is just a small catcher, and he is not an official, and he will be laid off when he says he will be laid off, so he will naturally keep his mouth shut when he can keep his mouth, so as not to make too many mistakes and lose his job.

This is at stake, and Song Ting has naturally seen it a long time ago. Seeing him frowning, he guessed that he should have a different opinion from the county order and the chief bookkeeper, but he didn't dare to express it. Song Ting had a thought: "This person is quite upright, but he is not reckless, maybe he can make friends with him."

"Master Song! What do you think? Wu Ruxiong stared at Song Ting with a smile and suddenly asked.

After Wu Ruxiong's question, Song Ting came back to his senses and found that everyone present was staring at him, waiting for him to express his opinions. Suddenly, all kinds of thoughts came to his heart, but he smiled: "Lord County, what do you want to ask me about things?"

Wu Ruxiong ate another chopsticks monkey brain, raised his head and said, "It's the matter of Tong Shu's envoy to transfer troops, what do you think?" Uncle Clan said that you are very good at poetry, we might as well listen to your high opinions. ”

Don't look at Wu Ruxiong asking this casually, but there is an unspoken rule of officialdom hidden in it, if Song Ting really makes some righteous and righteous remarks, then his "master" road may not come to an end in a few days.

Fang Cai Wu Ruxiong, Ding Kenong and others have long unified the front, saying that "they can manage their own one-third of an acre of land" and "the Khitans can't beat Yangzhou", in fact, this is just a superficial statement; The truth is "we should fish", "the more chaotic the north, the less time the court has to investigate corruption".

To put it simply, this is a choice between "greed" and "purity", Master Song, do you want to choose "greed" or "purity"? Choose "greed", and we will get rich together; Choose "Qing", even if it is recommended by the prefect, it can make you get out. Which of these old fritters in officialdom is simple?

Song Ting was naturally able to understand the hidden mystery in this, and after thinking about it for a while, he said: "Your lords are reasonable, it is impossible for this Khitan to hit Yangzhou. I'm afraid that twenty years later, there will be no Khitan in this world, and the Khitan people are afraid that they will all die, especially if they don't know? ”

After Song Ting finished speaking, everyone in the box stared at him with their eyes, the air suddenly became stagnant, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet. He was a little flustered, could he be wrong? Everyone doesn't want to see the Khitans die? He replied like this, whether he deliberately avoided the choice of "Qing" or "greed", and just scolded the Khitan for a perfunctory time.

"Bang bang." After a short silence, Master Ding slowly applauded, and several others also applauded. The sound of instant crackling filled the entire box.

"Good! Master Song said it well! ”

"The Khitans should die!"

"Send them money every year, and come to the Central Plains to grab money, land, and women...... These brutes should all die! ”

After scolding, they rushed to toast Song Ting. Song Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: It's okay to be perfunctory.

Listening to Song Ting's remarks, Wu Ruxiong also showed a relaxed and happy expression on his face, thinking that he had pulled Song Ting's "assimilation" to his camp. He was very proud on his face, and even put a piece of monkey brain and put it in Song Ting's bowl, Song Ting was speechless for a while, but he still didn't eat it after all.

After eating and drinking, the crowd dispersed.

Cao Bin accompanied Song Ting to come out of the Chunfeng Building last, and bumped into an old man named Huazi who was dressed in rags, bent over, and had a bamboo cane in his hand, and staggered to the door of the Chunfeng Building...... No more going to beat you! The old beggar refused to go, and kept muttering, "All right, all right, all right...... and the man raised his broom, and made a gesture to ......

Cao Bin took two steps forward, snatched the broom from the guy's hand, and shouted, "They are all poor people, why do you want to bully people?"

As soon as the guy saw Cao Bin dressed in a fast hunting suit, he immediately recognized him as Cao Zhutou, and when he saw his fierce and vicious face, he immediately withered in fright, and said with a sneer: "Cao Zhutou, this old thing...... He always calls Hanako he, he comes here every day to affect our business! ”

"That's it!" Cao Bin tore the guy away, the guy stumbled and almost knelt on the ground, he turned around, and didn't dare to blame Cao Bin, he still had a hippie smile on his face. After Cao Bin tore the guy away, he walked to the old beggar, took out a piece of broken silver from his waist, and put it into the old beggar's broken bowl: "Old man, you can go, don't come to this house again in the future......"

"Thank you, sir, thank you!" The old beggar hurriedly thanked him, slowly turned around and left the door of the Chunfeng Building, muttering: "Where are the old flowers, they haven't been driven out......

Seeing that the beggar was gone, the guy smiled all over his face and complimented Cao Bin: "Cao Zhutou is really a bodhisattva......hearted"

Cao Bin turned a deaf ear to the compliments of his fellows, and returned to Song Ting, saying that he also lived in the county government, and if he didn't need to do anything else, he could go back with him.

Song Ting nodded, a little worried about Xiaoman, so he came to the small courtyard with him. Cao Bin lived in the officer's room with the third-class officer, sent Song Ting to the door of the small courtyard, and went back to the officer's room alone.

"This Cao Zhutou is really a decent person...... Song Ting muttered to himself and knocked on the door of the small courtyard.

"Uncle, you're back!" Xiao Man opened the door with a candle in his hand, and when he saw that it was Song Ting, he looked excited.

"Have you had dinner?"

"I've eaten it."

Song Ting had already guessed that she didn't dare to go out to eat alone, she must have eaten some candied fruits brought from home, and a trace of shame arose in her heart, and said, "I'll take you to eat delicious tomorrow."

"Okay! Okay! Xiao Man nodded happily.

She suddenly looked melancholy again, and whispered, "But...... Uncle, we only have one bed, what should we do? ”

Song Ting followed the candlelight and looked over, and also found that the huge room really only had one bed......

Xiaoman also said pillows, lamps, brushing teeth, towels, basins...... Wait for these, all of them.

Song Ting patted his forehead, he was speechless, this new place to live, there are so many things, it seems that he will go to the street tomorrow to buy all kinds of daily necessities.

He thought for a moment and said, "So be it! I'll go to Cao Zhutou, and I'll go to sleep with him. If he can't stay there, I'll go out and find an inn to stay in. ”

Xiaoman panicked: "How can it be done!" That Cao Zhutou, with a face like a bull's head and a horse's face, how can my uncle sleep with him? It's even worse to find an inn, the county government is still guarded, and it's not safe to go outside! ”

She sighed slightly, reached out and took out a burden, untied the burden and took out a thin bag, put it on the floor, and said, "Xiaoman just lays on the floor, uncle, you go to bed and sleep."

Song Ting thought for a while and said, "I'd better go out, and let you sleep in the bed."

"Don't ...... Uncle. Xiao Man bit his lip and snorted, "I'm afraid."

Song Ting was speechless, and after thinking about it, he picked up the thin jacket she put on the ground, threw it on the bed, and said, "What kind of bunk!" Hurry up and go to bed! ”

"But...... Uncle, I sleep in the bed, where do you sleep? Xiao Man's eyes rolled and he asked puzzledly.

"Just go to sleep, don't talk so much." Song Tingdao.

"Yes." Xiao Man saw that Song Ting suddenly had a somewhat stern look, lowered his head and snorted, took off his shoes and sat on the bed, but he did not lie down.

Song Ting patted her thigh, her tentacles were warm and soft, her heart fluttered slightly, and said, "You sleep inside, I sleep outside."

Xiao Man's face flushed, and she felt that her face was hot: "Uncle, I ......" Although she knew that there might be this day, but today's situation, is it too sudden...... She was at a loss.

Song Ting pushed her on the shoulder, motioned her to go inside, and said, "No need to say any more, go to sleep." There's a lot to do tomorrow......" he said, pulling a thin jacket and lying down. Because of the alcohol, I soon fell asleep.

The faint moonlight shone in through the window, and Xiaoman was wrapped in a thin coat, but he couldn't sleep at all. From time to time, she stared at Song Ting's position, wondering if he would suddenly reach over and hug her...... It wasn't until the second half of the night that my eyelids finally couldn't support it, and I finally fell asleep slowly after closing them.