The sky hung low like a gray curtain of fog, and a few drops of drizzle fell from time to time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe cool breeze blew into the room, the paper on the sandalwood table rustled, the brush slowly rolled down to the ground, and the ink and white paper flew in the air.

Closing the window, Wan'er reached out to pick up the papers on the floor and placed them neatly on the desk, only to realize that her windswept hair needed to be recombed.

Even when she was combing her hair, Wan'er didn't forget to look at the figure lying on the bed. Zhao Liang fell asleep for three days and two nights, and there was no tendency to wake up, and the prince summoned the imperial doctor to examine him, but the latter was helpless about it. During this period, Queen Zhou heard that Zhao Liang was attacked and fainted to the ground in fright. Although Zhao Wangye was fine on the surface, his face was gloomy like a dark cloud, and he ran to Kaifeng Mansion again and again to find Master Bao.

Wan'er closed her eyes, then put down the wooden comb in her hand, folded her hands on her chest, and silently prayed in her heart that Gongzi would wake up sooner.

The same action, Wan'er doesn't know how many times she has repeated, every time she closes her eyes, she seems to be able to feel that Zhao Liang has woken up from the bed, but when she opened her eyes happily, she only saw deep disappointment, Zhao Liang was still lying on the bed motionless, Wan'er cheered herself up with a smile, as long as she insisted on praying, Gongzi would definitely wake up.

Slowly opening her eyes, Wan'er couldn't help but be stunned. After a while, she rubbed her eyes vigorously with her hands, and then her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Childe, you finally woke up!" ”

Zhao Liang woke up with a very painful back, as if he had been cut by countless sharp blades, opened his eyes to observe the surrounding environment, confirmed that it was in his room, secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and tried to get up from the bed, but the pain from behind did not agree, Zhao Liang really had no choice, so he had to change to a comfortable position and lie down obediently.

"Childe, don't move, Wan'er will help you!"

Wan'er tried her best to restrain the excitement in her heart, trotted to the side of the bed with her feet on the lotus step, and reached out to help Zhao Liang, who was moving.

When Zhao Liang was able to lie on her side, Wan'er hurriedly ran out of the room again, and commanded the other maids quite imposingly: "Hurry up and report the news of Childe's soberness to the prince and queen, and bring cooked food to Childe's room by the way." ”

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For a long time, Queen Zhou sat on the edge of the bed, holding a jade bowl in her hand, and handed the bird's nest in the jade spoon back and forth into Zhao Liang's mouth like a skilled lady embroidery.

"Mother, I ...... I really can't eat it," Zhao Liang said with his cheeks agitated and slurred.

"Liang'er, if you are injured, you have to make up for it, come, take another spoonful."

The jade hand gently brushed Zhao Liang's forehead, and Queen Zhou's eyes were full of anticipation. Zhao Liang looked at the white solid-liquid mixture in the spoon tangledly, and his cheeks twitched involuntarily.

Feeling the faint pain in his stomach, and facing the expectant gaze of Queen Zhou, Zhao Liang gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and closed his eyes and stretched out his head like a death row prisoner being beheaded.

Queen Zhou showed a relieved smile on her face, and slowly sent the bird's nest into Zhao Liang's mouth, but things were always so coincidental, at the moment when the jade spoon was about to be handed into her mouth, the door was suddenly opened, Queen Zhou subconsciously turned her head to look, Zhao Yuanyan was walking with tiger steps, and Zhao Liang showed a relieved look when he saw this.

Zhao Yuanyan originally planned to go to Bao Wenzheng to discuss the arrest of the murderer, but as soon as he walked out of the gate of the palace, the servant hurriedly ran to tell him about Zhao Liang's situation, he didn't care about going to Kaifeng Mansion again, and immediately returned to the palace compound.

Zhao Yuanyan, who entered the room, glanced at Queen Zhou, and Queen Zhou understood, told Zhao Liang to be careful of the wound on his back, and then reluctantly exited the room.

I have to say that Queen Zhou is definitely a standard good wife and mother, married to the royal family for so many years, not only keeps the palace in order, but also gives Zhao Yuanyan face in front of outsiders. Queen Zhou knew that she couldn't intervene in the next conversation between her husband and son. Instead of not understanding and not being able to help in the room, it is better to take the initiative to exit the room so that their father and son can communicate with peace of mind, and be a good mother and a good woman by yourself, and pretend not to know everything.

"You have a good eye, he saved your life!" Zhao Yuanyan stood in front of the sandalwood table, pressing the stone inkstone with his left hand, and grinding the pen and ink carelessly with his right hand.

Zhao Liang naturally understood the meaning of this sentence, he was attacked that night, and before he fainted, the figure he saw was none other than Ding Yuanqing. Presumably, in the end, it was Yuan Qing who repelled the man in black and saved himself.

"The child wants Ding Yuanqing to be the guard of the palace, and asks his father for permission!"

In the era of cold weapons, if you want to live a stable life, you must either have strong martial arts, or let people with strong martial arts protect you. Zhao Liang is not the former for the time being, so he has to choose the latter.

Stopping the action of grinding ink, Zhao Yuanyan picked up the brush and dipped the ink in the inkstone, and the wolf became full and round at a speed visible to the naked eye, Zhao Yuanyan immediately said lightly: "Accurate!" ”

"But ......"

Zhao Yuanyan paused, hesitated for a moment, and then said heavily: "When you are well, you must go to the Jixia School Palace." ’”

Hearing that he was going to school, Zhao Liang's eyelids jumped, and he almost jumped out of bed.

I can't believe that I have to go to school when I travel to Da Song! What kind of place is the school, Zhao Liangneng doesn't know, destroying and suppressing the flowers of the motherland, imprisoning people's freedom, and the most important thing is to make money! In my previous life, I lived for more than 20 years and spent all my time studying, but what was the result? As soon as I got a job, I was gone.

Zhao Liang was inexplicably apprehensive in his heart, and said with a flattering smile: "Is it okay not to go?" ”

Zhao Yuanyan stopped talking, just glanced at Zhao Liang, as if to say that you don't want to try.

Feeling that there was murder in his eyes, Zhao Liang shrank his head and stopped talking, and the whole room suddenly seemed very quiet.

After a long time, Zhao Yuanyan raised the brush and wrote two big characters on the paper, then walked slowly to the bed, threw the paper on Zhao Liang's face, and then pushed the door open, leaving the room without looking back.

The 'no' of the dragon flying and phoenix dance was clearly written on the paper, how could the smart Zhao Liang not understand Zhao Yuanyan's hard work, his father clearly wanted to keep himself in a safer place, so as to achieve the purpose of protecting himself.

Although Zhao Yuanyan was indifferent to Zhao Liang on the surface, this did not mean that he did not love Zhao Liang, he was in the house, he did not mention the matter of the man in black at all, it was not that he didn't care about it, but he didn't want to leave a shadow in Zhao Liang's heart, after all, Zhao Liang was still a teenager, only thirteen years old.

Fatherly love is always not expressed in words, but in deeds.

"Ahh

Staring at Fang Liang, Zhao Liang was annoyed, but he didn't dare to disobey Zhao Yuanyan's words, saying that he still had to go to school.

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When the two were chatting plainly, a major event happened in Kaifeng City that shocked the whole city.

I don't know which servant of the palace was chatting with people outside, but he actually revealed the words made by Zhao Liang at the night banquet. For a while, this song swept the whole city, and people came and went everywhere, shouting and discussing, and there was a trend of becoming more and more intense.

Zuimenglou, the largest restaurant in Kaifeng, is the main place for the spread of banquet words, and it is also the main battlefield for scholars and scholars.

"This poem is really a masterpiece of ancient times, and the child who wrote the lyrics must be extraordinary!" The old man sitting near the door of the restaurant drank a little wine, and did not hesitate to praise Zhao Liang.

"Not necessarily! In my opinion, this poem should be done by the Eight Sages! The white-clothed Confucian retorted-for-tat.

"I agree with ......"

"No, no...... It should be ......"

Everyone was chatting, and suddenly a black shadow swayed out of the store. Looking fixedly, I saw the man standing on the street, holding a wine bowl in his hand, and shouting under the surprised eyes of everyone: "The bright moon has been there for a long time, ask the wine to the sky!" ”

The people on the street looked sideways, and some people couldn't bear it anymore, so they threw a cloth shoe into the sky and hit the wine bowl right in.

"What the hell are you yelling in the sun!"

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On Xuanwu Street, the aunt who bought vegetables was spitting with the butcher who sold meat.

"Do you know who I am?"

The aunt who bought vegetables held her chest proudly, and a trace of disdain appeared on her complacent face, as if she didn't know that she shouldn't be.

The flesh on his face trembled, and the butcher shook his head in a daze.

"Do you know who wrote the words that have been making a lot of noise lately?"

"It seems to be Zhao Liang, the son of the Eight Sages King." The butcher pondered for a moment and replied.

"It's good to know, I'm his second aunt, you can look at the price!" After the aunt finished speaking, she turned her head away, but her eyes were still secretly looking at the butcher.

With his mouth wide open, the butcher looked suddenly enlightened, but then his face looked very embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, the butcher's eyes closed: "Then half price!" ”

The aunt smiled on her face, and hurriedly nodded happily in agreement, and did not forget to greet her: "Okay, when I have time one day, I will ask my nephew to write the first word for you!" ”

Watching the aunt who picked up the vegetables walk away, the butcher scratched his head and muttered: "Why are there so many relatives named Zhao Liang!" I can't do this business! ”

Not only the streets of the market, but even the imperial city began to spread rumors of Zhao Liang.

Southern part of the Imperial City, Su House, inside the back garden.

"Miss, have you heard? That poem was actually written by Zhao Liang, which is simply impossible! ”

The dissatisfied voices of the maids in the pavilion echoed everywhere, and Su Ning looked down at the ancient books on the stone table, her face expressionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing that Su Ning didn't respond, the maid thought that she was acquiescing to her words, so she said more and more dissatisfied: "The slave estimates that he has stolen other people's poems in order to win the hearts of Miss, so you must not be fooled, Miss!" ”

Turning aside the next page of the book, Su Ning suddenly felt a little irritable in her heart: "That's his business, what does it have to do with me." ”

Seeing that Su Ning was angry, the maid was terrified: "Miss, don't worry, the master is ready to send you to the Jixia School Palace, presumably that Zhao Liang will not be able to see you for the time being."

The irritability in her heart was even stronger, and she couldn't read the book anymore, so Su Ning got up lightly and walked straight to the room.