When night fell, Zhao Yougong did not leave the mansion, and under the escort of the five warriors of Kaifeng Mansion, he took the girl to the prison.

Coming to the door of the prison where the beggar man was imprisoned, Zhao Tianbao kicked on the door frame, "Nie Mazi, wake up quickly!" ”

At this time, the people in the government also know what the beggar is called, this person's name is Nie Cheng, nicknamed Mazi, he is from Hebei, he was born in a thief family, and he did something that harmed others and was not beneficial to himself. He has abducted and sold babies, dug graves, robbed old people, abused girls like cruel girls, begged and cheated, just one of them.

This time it fell into the hands of Kaifeng Mansion, and Nie Mazi didn't think about it, once this person was released, he was not afraid of anything.

Zhao Yougong is not here to interrogate prisoners, Zhao Fujin asked him to take care of the girl, so he should always do something.

"Nie Mazi, solve this girl's acupoint!"

"Your Highness, if the little one is doing you a favor, what good will it be?" Nie Mazi held a straw in his mouth and smiled lazily.

Zhao Yougong also came out of the market, who didn't know these scoundrel tricks, and immediately said to Xie Wuving, "Bearded, little brother, this bastard is handed over to you, if you get killed, you will be thrown directly into the stone hill outside the city!" ”

Xie Wushu rolled up his sleeves, and Zhao Tianbao and Zhang Yaobang also volunteered, "Count us in, this bastard should have died a long time ago, and he dared to make a request, so he had to serve him well!" ”

The Five Great King Kongs and even King Zhao Xiaojun are not good people, but they don't look down on villains like Nie Mazi, if they weren't afraid of trouble, they would have killed this muddy ball a long time ago.

Seeing everyone's posture, Nie Mazi was also a little panicked, he quickly got up and laughed, "Don't, Your Highness, don't, don't you, the small one will be solved, this will be solved!" ”

Nie Mazi tapped twice on the girl's shoulders and abdomen, and saw the girl's hands move, at this time Zhao Yougong smiled and urged Xiao San to carry the girl out of the prison.

Zhao Yougong has never been a good person, so as soon as he left, the five King Kongs surrounded Nie Mazi, and Nie Mazi couldn't do anything except scream loudly. According to the law, this kind of thief will definitely be sent to the frontier, but Zhao Fujin has explained that this Nie Mazi can't go anywhere, and if he wants to die, he can only die in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion.

In the palace, the twin sisters were quite puzzled by the dirty girl brought back by their county king, and Zhao Yougong didn't explain much, but just asked the twin sisters to arrange a room, and then explained two sentences.

"Emperor Maude rescued it, you let people serve you well, don't die in our house!"

"Well, don't worry, the county king will arrange it for a while!" Twilight Spring also understands that the four princes are going to save people, so they can't be sloppy.

Although the acupuncture point was solved, the girl's body was still very weak, she looked at the roof blankly, and she couldn't see the slightest anger in her eyes, Zhao Yougong could only sigh in vain, this girl must have experienced a lot of suffering, and there was a knot in her heart. Heart knot, can only rely on herself, if the girl can't survive, then no one can save her.

On the second day, I was going to accompany Zhao Fujin to the Zhishui Poetry Club, but who would have thought that it would rain a drizzle.

The drizzle, the summer breeze, a Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and flocculent, so at this time, it is the time when the yellow plum is ripe.

Life is like water, red dust, pushing open a door of time, in this world, who looks at whom, who is connected with whom.

I thought that Zhao Fujin was pampered and would not brave the rain to participate in the poetry meeting of Na Laoshizi, but who knew that just after the time, I remembered her familiar voice outside the house.

"Brother Ling, come out quickly, don't let my little sister wait for a long time!"

Hearing that shout, Zhao Yougong could only throw away the teacup, touched it and said with a wry smile, "You two are good at taking care of the house, and this king will go!" ”

Twilight Xue Jiao laughed and went to the inner room to get an oil umbrella out, "King Jun, I'll be back when I get there, this rain can't stop for a while, be careful to be outside!" ”

"Hehe, how can this king not know? It's just that whether we can come back or not is not up to us! ”

Holding up the oil umbrella, Xiao San'er still followed behind, and after taking two steps, Zhao Yougong waved his hand, "Come on, San'er, don't follow you today, go to the government and keep an eye on it, if the king doesn't come back by noon, find a reason to call the king back!" ”

"Hey, Childe, then you can be careful, the road is slippery!"

"Nonsense, this king is not a three-year-old child, can he still fall?"

Pouting, Zhao Yougong had already left the palace and got into the carriage, Zhao Fujin pouted and blamed, "Brother Ling, you are so slow!" ”

"Fourth sister, it's raining outside, you should be like a brother, hiding in the carriage and doing nothing?" Zhao Yougong closed his eyes and recuperated, but his mouth kept for a moment, "What kind of poetry is this, it's better to find the third brother!" ”

The third brother Zhao Kai is literary and talented**, even his father praised him, and it would be better to take him to the water poetry meeting, the problem is that this third brother is too serious, "Don't mention it, the little sister went to the third brother and said it, but the third brother let the little sister stay in the palace well, it's really boring!" ”

"That's for your good, what kind of poetry club should you really think of as a Raushzi, a bunch of lonely men and widows, a belly of men and prostitutes!" Zhao Yougong talked about the slang in the market, that is, he came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was not interested in the poetry club at all. said that it was a poetry meeting, but it was nothing more than a high-end blind date organized by some of everyone's children.

The rain was not light, it was only a quarter of an hour, and there was already a lot of water on the streets, and when the curtains were lifted, a few naughty children were playing in the rain, and the drops of rain slid across their faces, but they were smiling very happily.

Zhao Fujin looked at those naughty children with some envy, her eyes were full of softness, and after a long time, she pressed Zhao Yougong's shoulders and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ling, did you often do this when you were a child?" ”

"Yes, I was beaten by my father that time!"

Zhao Yougong was naughty when he was four years old, but he braved the snow to have a snowball fight with Sakura, and unfortunately contracted the wind chill, and finally Zhao seemed to lock him up for several days.

"Isn't it fun?"

"Happy? Of course I'm happy, do you want to try it for a while? Zhao Yougong had a faint evil smile on his face, Zhao Fujin frowned, and felt that there would be nothing good, so he simply turned his head.

The carriage walked slowly, and soon came to the Han Garden on the edge of the Cai River, today's Han Garden is by no means comparable to the Han Garden in later generations, the strange stones in the garden are numerous, the flowers and plants are luxuriant, and the buildings in the garden are combined with the style of the Jiangnan Tower, although it is not as good as the Genyue Garden, but it can also be regarded as beautiful. A small lake and the Cai River in the south are connected, and the Water Stopping Poetry Society is on this lake. A painting boat is parked in the middle of the lake, and several small boats are parked on the shore to transport men and women who participate in the poetry meeting.

When the carriage stopped, the smile on Zhao Yougong's face disappeared, followed by a sneer, and I don't know if he Zhao was too lucky, and he ran into a few opponents as soon as he arrived in Hanyuan. In the small pavilion on the shore, several handsome sons looked at each other and smiled, and as soon as they saw Zhao Yougong, they let out a burst of boos.

"Oh, our Kaifeng Mansion Yin is also here to participate in the poetry meeting?"

Gao Yanei's fat face trembled, with a folding fan, and a mocking look on his face. Wang Tenghui leaned against the pillar, with the same surprised expression, "Brother Ling, you can also compose poems?" ”

Seeing this gang of sworn enemies, Zhao Yougong didn't have the intention of participating in the poetry meeting, but as a gentleman, he must not weaken his prestige, holding an oil umbrella and helping Zhao Fujin get out of the carriage, he waved his hand to a few old acquaintances, "Isn't it just poetry, the fat man listens well." ”

A sheep on the shore

Woman wave in the water

Who striptease

Get on the mandarin duck bed

As soon as this poem came out, there was silence in the field, Zhao Fujin pouted, eager to kick his brother into the lake, it was too embarrassing, he didn't know how to compose poems, and he wanted to say those glamorous poems in the **Chu Pavilion.

Gao Yanei, Cai Yan and the others were all stunned, they didn't expect Zhao Yougong to be so fierce that he dared to recite an obscene song even if he guarded Emperor Maode, okay, it's a little difficult not to laugh now. In the blink of an eye, Gao Yanei closed the fan, patted his chest and laughed, "Zhao Wuran, you call this poetry?" Haha, I'm laughing to death! ”

Zhao Yougong has always been very thick-skinned, so he will not be stimulated by the tall fat man, he flipped his left hand, and said with a smile, "Gao Fatty, you are a person, just one point for both hands, two four hundred and five!" ”

In the Song Dynasty, 900 was a curse, which was about the same as 250 in later generations. And two four hundred and five, isn't that nine hundred? Gao Yanei reacted quite quickly, staring at the mung bean and scolding, "You bastard! ”

Too lazy to pay attention to the tall fat man, turned around and shrugged, Zhao Yougong walked north with an oil umbrella in the north, "Fourth sister, you go first, I'll wait for you outside for my brother!" ”

Zhao Fujin is also a smart person, she knows that there are Gao Yanei and others, and Zhao Yougong is also angry when he goes to the painting boat, so it is better to be happy outside. Turning her head and glancing at a few Yanei, she walked towards the boat with an oil umbrella in her hand, "Brother Ling, don't go far, the little sister will come out in a while!" ”

Listening to Zhao Fujin's comforting words, Zhao Yougong smiled, this girl is too naïve, when she waits for the painting boat, those sons of the family can't still focus on revolving around her, how can she leave if she wants to?

The drizzle is misty, the grass is moist, and it is getting farther and farther away from the painting boat, but the surroundings are becoming more and more peaceful, and the weeping willows in front of you are still clinging, and the rain is falling down the green willow leaves, like pearls. The rain under the eaves becomes a stream, and the clear spring flows on the bluestone, and every step you take, you will feel a little more.

The rainy season is hazy, wrapped in a bit of worry, immersed in this soft rain curtain, that little cool, it is the charming early summer.

Intoxicating pavilion, such as water and picturesque, a gentleman in the wind and rain, it is proudly independent, I don't know how many springs, summers, autumns and winters have passed.

At this time, a woman in a purple shirt stood quietly in the pavilion, a stack of drawing paper in front of her, a few thick sticks

In the quiet rainy season, she is like a fairy in a painting, never contaminated with smoke and dust.

Why did this woman like Zhao Yazhi appear here?