Chapter 215 Gentleman's Pavilion [I]

Zhao Yu waved his hand at Cao Feiliang with a complicated expression, and said, "This king has his own plans for this matter. ”

After a pause, Zhao Yu instructed Du Xiansheng: "Take Zhongping to the king's study!" ”

"Lord Wang!" Cao Feiliang still wanted to persuade Zhao Yu to get up and leave.

Gongsun Xuanxu grabbed Cao Feiliang, shook his head, and said, "The prince has his own plans, and as our subordinates, it is a proposal, not a decision!" ”

Cao Feiliang frowned slightly, sighed helplessly, and said, "This matter, please trouble Mr. Hou to persuade the prince more!" Be sure to do things! There can be no woman's kindness! ”

Gongsun Xuanxuan smiled noncommittally and said, "Poor Dao understands! ”

Cao Fei's conscience slandered in his heart, this bull's nose is really perfunctory, and it feels like he agreed, but after thinking about it carefully, he actually didn't say anything. Got it? Do you understand it and do it? Not necessarily, and what do you understand?

Slander is slander, Cao Feiliang still won't fall out with Gongsun Xuanxu because of this matter.

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Zhao Yu looked at Chong Shiheng who came in, and he didn't know why, but suddenly he had a feeling that time was flying. In the past, he was sturdy and middle-aged, and now he doesn't know when his temples have a few more white threads.

Chong Shiheng was wearing a cyan horn-patterned robe. In a trance, Zhao Yu seemed to remember the scene when he and Chong Shiheng met for the first time. When the wind and dust came to meet, one came back from riding a horse outside the city, and couldn't help but smile, and said, "This dress seems to be the one that Brother Zhongping wore to see this king three years ago, right?" ”

Chong Shiheng's figure, which was about to salute, couldn't help but pause. "When the lower officials saw the prince, I didn't expect the prince to remember his surname so well, it was that dress."

"Why are you still kept?" Zhao Yu walked to the chair behind the bookcase and sat down, and asked with a complicated expression.

The treatment of officials in the Song Dynasty was not bad, not to mention two sets of official uniforms in spring and winter, and cloth subsidies, which was enough for each family to have three sets of clothes in spring and winter every year. In addition, the ancient cloth is not more easy to wear than the modern cloth, and the average official eunuch can use a set of clothes for a year, which is enough to be called economical.

Chong Shiheng smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know why I stayed, thinking about what to wear when I came to see the prince." I didn't want to, but I turned him out. ”

After carefully looking at the clothes on Shiheng's body, Zhao Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Is it reincarnation?" I wore this garment to see the king, and today I wear this garment to say goodbye to the king......"

Chong Shiheng smiled bitterly and said, "Lord Wang, Xia Guan can only tell you that Xia Guan has not betrayed the prince, let alone done anything to harm the prince......

After a pause, Chong Shiheng said: "The reason why the lower officials asked for a transfer is not that the lower officials are not optimistic about the prince, but that the prince has not thought about one thing. The way of being an official is that you can't just be civil and military! ”

Zhao Yu nodded noncommittally.

Chong Shiheng continued: "Although the identity of the prince is noble, it is precisely because of this dignity that the prince cannot take the path of a military attaché. Although the career of civil servants pays attention to ability, the results are not fast, and they pay more attention to qualifications. No matter how good the prince's ability is, no matter how high he is, I am afraid that it will take twenty years to ascend to the position of prime minister! For the prince, this is nothing, the prince is only seventeen or twenty years this year, but thirty-seven! ”

Speaking of this, Chong Shiheng smiled bitterly, raised his hand to touch his temples, and said, "But what about the lower officials?" Thinking about it, the prince also saw this white hair, and before he knew it, Xia Guan was already fifty years old! Twenty years......"

A sigh full of helplessness sounded leisurely in the study.

After a sigh, Chong Shiheng calmed down and said indifferently: "Xiaguan can't wait for twenty years, and he can't even wait for ten years." The prince's kindness to the lower officials, the lower officials also remember it, and they can only repay it later! I hope that the prince understands that at the age of Xiaguan, the only thing he still cares about is for the welfare of his children and grandchildren. I hope that in my old age, I can also leave them a good shade! I hope the prince understands! ”

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly and nodded: "This king understands!" Although many people say that Zhongping has betrayed this king, this king still believes that Zhongping has not betrayed this king. It's just that I can't think of the reason, it's actually from heaven...... Time is really a ruthless pig-killing knife! ”

Chong Shiheng smiled sympathetically, his smile full of bitterness.

After hesitating, Chong Shiheng bowed deeply to Zhao Yu and said, "Lord Wang, actually...... Actually, there is another reason! ”

Zhao Yu was a little surprised, but still asked with a calm expression, "What is it?" ”

Exhaling lightly, Chong Shiheng said: "The official family once summoned the lower official ......"

Zhao Yu nodded noncommittally, it was normal for Song Renzong to summon Chong Shiheng, and Chong Shiheng was also the general judge of Jingdong East Road, and he was Zhao Yu's important deputy. If Song Renzong hadn't summoned him, Zhao Yu might have been strange.

It's just that the words below Chong Shiheng made Zhao Yu's face stiffen. In the words of the official...... In the words, there is a hope that the lower officials will serve in the northwest. ”

Chong Shiheng's words are not long, but smart people don't need to say too much.

Before Zhao Yu could come back to his senses from this news, Chong Shiheng had already retired with a somewhat pale face. "Lord Wang, I hope you take care! The lower official has retired! ”

After saying that, Chong Shiheng turned around and left, without waiting for Zhao Yu's consent.

However, Zhao Yu didn't care about Chong Shiheng's departure, he was already stunned by Chong Shiheng's last words. After a long time after Shiheng left, Zhao Yu came back to his senses a little.

With a wry smile, he picked up a pen on rice paper and drew a simple seat. Although it is simple, if you look closely, you can see that it is the dragon chair on the Jinluan Palace.

Looking at this piece of rice paper for a long time, Zhao Yu's face was full of pain and he lay on the bookcase.

An unconscious murmur, like a ghost, floated in the study. "Sixth brother! Sixth brother! ……”

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"Lord Wang, it's almost time!" Gongsun Xuanxu's voice came slowly through the carved wooden door.

Zhao Yushu raised his head, looked at it, and found that the sky had darkened. The originally bright study room is shrouded in a faint shadow, with a row of bookshelves full of books, which has a bit of a ghostly feeling in the strange stories.

Raising his hand and rubbing the stiff muscles on his face, Zhao Yu said: "It's really ashamed to delay thinking about the matter of Zhao's main store!" But it's time to go, let's go! ”

Gongsun Xuanxu outside was taken aback and said, "Lord Wang, what's wrong with your body?" Going to Zhao's main store for a banquet, the poor road is ready, but if you have a problem with your body, don't force it! ”

But it was Zhao Yu's voice that was very hoarse, which made Gongsun Xuanxu couldn't help but worry.

Zhao Yu hesitated, but still didn't say anything about Song Renzong's suspicion of him. "I think it's just stimulated by Zhong Ping, and there is nothing left. Since the gentleman has already prepared, it will be good. The gentleman goes down and changes his clothes, and waits for the king in the hall. ”

Although Gongsun Xuanxu was still a little worried in his heart, now that Zhao Yu had made up his mind, he couldn't be long-winded.

When I went out, it rained in the spring, and the fine rain, like a cow's hair, fell naked. There is an itchy feeling on the skin exposed outside the clothes. Reach out into the rain and let the tiny rain fall on the palm of your hand.

"Don't ride in the carriage anymore, ride a horse!" Zhao Yu withdrew his hand from the outstretched railing and commanded indifferently.

"Yes!" Zhao Yingwu promised, turned around and went down to arrange.

When he arrived in the hall, Gongsun Xuanxu had already changed into a Taoist robe, dressed as an outsider, but he had a bit of a rich and kind appearance.

The two didn't talk much, and after bowing their heads to each other, Zhao Yu went to the front yard. The carriages and horses are ready. Zhao Yingwu walked up with a black wind cloak, Zhao Yu took it and put it on, hesitated, didn't put on the hood, and walked into the rain curtain like this, letting the drizzle hit his face, giving birth to an itchy feeling.

"Lord Wang, when you get to the Zhao family's store, I'm afraid of messing up my appearance, so let's put on a hood!" Wang Jue immediately went up, stunned, and persuaded.

Zhao Yu squinted his eyes, looked up at the sky, felt the wet and cold rain caressing the skin on his face, and muttered: "That's fine, let the rain sober up this king, otherwise it will continue to be muddy!" ”

Wang Jue listened to it ignorantly, the prince's words are so profound! I don't understand it, but it feels like it's amazing!

Gongsun Xuanxu glanced deeply at Zhao Yu's direction, what kind of stimulation did the prince receive? What kind of Shiheng, please tune? No, the prince is not a person who is so fragile that he is vulnerable, what is it? But since the prince didn't say it, it's useless to ask yourself! Alas! I just hope that the prince will not be decadent because of this!

The group got into a horse or carriage and left through the side gate of the palace.

Although Bianliang City belonged to the first city that never sleeps in ancient times, because of this spring rain, there were fewer people at night. On the bluestone paved road, there are only scattered pedestrians. Holding a variety of oil-paper umbrellas, with the lights on both sides of the road, it is a unique beauty.

The black horse trotted out, making a crisp sound on the bluestone slab, and the horse's hooves fell, stirring up a circle of small splashes.

Zhao Yu on horseback looked sideways at this beautiful scenery, and what he had in his heart was not joy, but a faint melancholy. I wonder how many pairs of eyes hidden in the dark are silently watching themselves behind this picturesque beauty? There is a pair of eyes in it, will it belong to his sixth brother?

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"Smack!" The crisp sound of falling children sounded in the pavilion.

There are two people sitting in the pavilion, one old and one middle, the old man is wearing a crow-winged green round collar, a sheep finger jade belt around his waist, but the headdress is simple, just covered with a wingless black gauze hat. The middle-aged staff is dressed as a blue unembroidered round-neck suit, with a black hard cloth belt wrapped around his waist, and a soft gauze Tang scarf wrapped around his head.

"Dong Weng, good chess skills, the student is defeated!" The staff looked at this game of chess and couldn't help but be amazed. Quietly, the Quartet has turned into a big net, trapping its seemingly superior chess momentum in a corner.

The old man was Lu Yijian, although he won, he was not very happy, he reached out and touched the white chess pieces, and said lightly: "The victory or defeat is not scored!" ”

The staff was stunned, and just as they wanted to say something, there was a sound of footsteps.

Turning his head to look over, in the path leading to the pavilion, there was a person, dressed in green clothes. Although it was raining outside, this person did not enter the pavilion to take shelter from the rain, but when he reached the bottom of the pavilion steps, he stopped, lowered his head, and the sound passed through the rain curtain. "Xianggong, the king of Changsha has gone out!"

Lu Yijian was noncommittal, picked up a chess piece, and played with it in the palm of his hand.

The man in Tsing Yi paused, and then said: "The king of Changsha did not hide his whereabouts, and set off on a high-headed horse, although he was in the rain, he did not wear a hood. ”

Lu Yijian played with the chess pieces, paused, and the slippery chess pieces slipped from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. "Is this a demonstration?"

"Dong Weng, it's just a brave and unscrupulous Adou! Why bother! The staff hurriedly reassured.

Lu Yijian shook his head and said, "You don't know! ”

Suddenly, his originally solemn expression suddenly turned into a loud laugh. "Haha! But that's fine, otherwise wouldn't the old man be lonely? ”

…… Palace......

In the East Pavilion of the Yanfu Palace, the lights shine through the window paper, illuminating the corridor hazy.

Yan Wenying walked to the front of the corridor and glanced worriedly at the room, and at his righteous son Yan Shiliang who was waiting outside the door. "How many times has the official been in it?"

Yan Shiliang hurriedly saluted Yan Wenying, smiled silently with a worried face, and said: "It's been half an hour, and I haven't dealt with the twists and turns, the queen sent someone to invite the official family to have a meal, and the official family also refused, I'm afraid it's ......."

"Shut up!" Although there was no one beside him, Yan Wenying still stopped with a serious face. "Such words can't be said from the mouths of our ministers, whether it is or not, it is not something we should pay attention to!"

Yan Shiliang was startled, and hurriedly confessed: "What Daddy said is that the child knows, the child knows!" ”

Yan Wenying's face softened slightly, paused, and said with some hesitation: "You go in, say it, the two princes are out." ”

Yan Shiliang's face changed greatly, he gritted his teeth a little tremblingly, and said, "Son, let's go!" ”

With that, Yan Shiliang went to knock on the door and ask to see him.

"Who?"

Song Renzong's slightly tired voice slowly passed through the carved wooden door and reached the ears of Yan Wenying's father and son.

"The official family, it's the slave Yan Shiliang!" Yan Shiliang lowered his voice and reported.

It was only after a half-ring that voices came from inside the room again. "Come in!"

"No!" Yan Shiliang promised and pushed open the wooden door, not too wide, just revealing a position that could accommodate people to enter sideways. After Yan Shiliang went in sideways, he closed the door. Yan Wenying, who was curious, watched the door close with some regret.

After Yan Shiliang entered, there was no sound inside, and what made Yan Wenying even more suspicious was that Yan Shiliang did not come out after a long time. What's wrong with the official family?

…… Zhao's main store......

"Lord Wang!" The owner of Zhao's main store on the surface, Zhao Yuanwai stood under the eaves and bowed deeply to Zhao Yu respectfully.

Zhao Yu smiled and looked at the people around Zhao Yuanwai. He is not very old, but he is not a lot, he has three long beards, and he looks like he is about thirty-five or sixteen. The squinting eyes of the accustomed surname give people a sense of kindness. He was wearing a green brocade robe, a dark hard cloth belt around his waist, and a pair of white-bottomed mille-feuille boots on his feet, revealing a polite and polite atmosphere.

"King Yishan of King Jing's Mansion has seen the King of Changsha!" Wang Lian gave a salute, and his movements revealed a gentle and elegant atmosphere. I don't know the talent in the stomach, but just this newborn contact has already made people feel a little good. Just this ability to treat people and things, you can see that this person is not simple.

Zhao Yu jumped off the Que Yue black horse, stepped forward with a smile on his face, helped Wang Lian, who was saluting, and said excitedly: "It turned out to be a son who left his brother, and this king has admired his name for a long time, and he was able to see it today, which is really a great luck!" What a blessing! ”

Although it was the first time they met, Zhao Yu opened his mouth to call out his words, but Wang Jian was not surprised. You are the king of Changsha, how can there be no news channels at all? If he doesn't even know himself, then Wang Jian has to wonder if this Zhao Yu in front of him is the stand-in for the king of Changsha, right?

Wang Jian replied with a smile: "The student is just a lowly person, he has long admired the name of the prince, a "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" makes the student toss and turn, a song is a slave Jiao, he said that the book is Chibi, it is difficult to write!" It is a great blessing for students to be recognized and honored! ”

Zhao Yu laughed and said, "Same luck!" Luckily! ”

Gongsun Xuanxu got out of the carriage, went up to exchange names with Wang Lian, and then interjected: "Lord Wang, although it is said that he and his son are like brothers at first sight, but talking at the door is not in line with etiquette. It also blocked the Zhao Dongjia's financial route! ”

Zhao Yuan said with a smile on the outside: "Don't stop! Don't stop! Today, the prince is coming, and the small shop is shining! A small amount of money, where is it more pleasant than the prince? ”

Listening to the hypocritical conversation between Gongsun Xuanxu and Zhao Yuanwai, Wang Jian sneered in his heart, who doesn't know the owner behind Zhao's main store, isn't it you Zhao Yu? But what is the purpose of this bull's nose and eyes to tell nonsense?

Zhao Yu also pondered the intention of Gongsun Xuanxu's words, but on the surface, he looked suddenly enlightened, and said: "Seeing that the son is leaving his brother, this king really can't remember anything, thanks to Mr. Reminder, come!" Brother Zili, let's go in and talk in detail! ”

"Huh! Today's protagonists are the two princes, and the students dare to interject indiscriminately! Wang Jian was a little vigilant, afraid of being misunderstood by the Eight Great Kings Zhao Yuanyan, and began to deliberately distance himself from Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yuqi looked like he hadn't realized it yet, and he smiled and had a relationship with Wang Lian along the way.

Wang Jian was not bored, but he had to deal with it with twelve points of energy, and finally arrived outside the Junzi Pavilion, Wang Jian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. smiled and said, "The eighth prince is waiting inside, please come in!" ”

Zhao Yu smiled and pushed the door open, only to see Zhao Yuanyan just standing up. Zhao Yu quickly glanced at the room and found that there was no one else in the room except for two beautiful maids.

Walking in, Zhao Yu looked filial and said, "Uncle Eight Wang, I really want to kill my nephew after three years!" ”

Zhao Yuanyan said with a smile: "Do you really want to die? Uncle remembers sending someone to invite you several times! ”

Zhao Yu's face stiffened slightly, but who is Zhao Yu? quickly adjusted his face and said with a haha: "Aren't you afraid of disturbing Uncle Wang?" (To be continued.) )