(Thank you for the reward of "not too drunk"!) )

Forbidden, Yanfu Palace.

In a quiet room, Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji had been cultivating for an hour with his eyes closed, but the two attendants who were originally waiting outside the door were hiding under the corridor in the sheltered place, just looking at the door of this quiet room from a distance.

This absurd son of heaven can be regarded as the most powerful emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, for the people around him, he is lenient and kind, but in fact he is close to the villain, frivolous and unrestrained, and only treats people with likes and dislikes. These waiters who usually serve on the side know Zhao Ji's temperament best, if they are really too restrained and careful, they are afraid that they will dislike this official.

"The news has been passed by the hidden phase in the past few days, and I want to make the official family go out of the palace for a visit, if we can do this, we will also have a lot of face in front of the hidden phase, and there will be some benefits."

"The official family has been happy and sad these days, and I need to be cautious when I wait for my words!"

Next to him, an older chamberlain seemed more stable and thoughtful.

Just as the two chamberlains were discussing in a low voice, a light cough came from the quiet room, and the two hurriedly left the porch, approached the door of the quiet room, and opened the curtain to enter.

In the quiet room, the Daojun Emperor, who had completed his work, got up from the futon, wearing a brocade black-bottomed Taoist robe, lined with Zhao Jifeng, who was already extraordinary, as jade as jade, and suddenly really had a bit of immortal bearing.

I have to say that Zhao Ji, who can be praised in the world for his poetry, calligraphy and painting, and even passed on to future generations, has a very eye-catching artistic temperament on Zhou's body, but it is a pity that as a king, this kind of temperament makes it less heavy and calm in the world, and only frivolous and extravagant. People say that governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, this king really regards this great Song Dynasty and trillions of people as the rice paper under his pen, splashing ink and acting recklessly.

After taking a few sips of the best Tuanlong tea in the hand of the waiter, Zhao Ji couldn't help frowning, not that this tea soup was not good, but that he thought about Genyue, which was built at the beginning of the year.

The scale of Nagenyue is large, it is a garden that has never been seen in the past dynasties, the grand scenery of mountains and rivers, to artificially carve traces, and to store natural interest, it really took Zhao Ji countless thoughts. It's just that this cost is heavy, although at the beginning of the year from the third envoy transferred six million yuan for this expenditure, who would have thought that in seven or eight months, the river would be drained and the sea would be clean, and then it had to be called from his own inner treasury.

Although the Jiangnan Yingfeng Bureau presided over by Zhu Mian is good, there are tens of millions of harvests every year, but the living money that can be sent to Beijing only accounts for two or three percent, and the remaining seven or eight percent are mostly exotic flowers and stones, and rare playthings.

For the sake of a "copper" word, this Zhao Ji only felt depressed, Cai Jing said "the Son of Heaven does not count", but today, but even to repair a garden can not be happy, think about him, the king of the Song Dynasty, do it is really boring tight.

"The official family is only cautious in practice, and Mr. Miao Yuan said a few days ago that the realm of official success is just around the corner!"

Mr. Miao Yuan in the mouth of this servant is Zhao Ji's most favored Taoist priest, named Lin Lingsu, who was a scholar of Dongpo when he was young, but he was born with Gao Yu in general, and usually Liang Shicheng and Gao Yu are each other's Olympic aid, and the relationship is the most intimate.

"It's been a few days since I've seen Immortal Master Lin, and it just so happens that there are some obstacles to my cultivation, so let's go for a walk!"

Because of this "copper" word, Zhao Ji couldn't settle down when he meditated and practiced these days, and he felt that he didn't benefit much.

About half an hour later, in the Shangqing Baozhen Palace presided over by Lin Lingsu, Zhao Ji got a hexagram, and Lin Lingsu had already got the news of Liang Shicheng, and immediately solved a hexagram of "every gold is solved, and when you meet wood, you will be auspicious".

Zhao Ji didn't have a clue about this hexagram for a while, and he didn't know if this "gold" referred to money or a person with a golden surname. As for the second half of the sentence, it is even more confusing.

Just when Zhao Ji was guessing, Liang Shicheng, who mentioned the palace view, came here. Zhao Ji saw this favored minister, his mood was a little relieved, and after some chat, he mentioned the matter of Cui Niannu, the head of the Tokyo line, and said that in recent days, in the Goolan tile house in the capital, there is a "Peach Blossom Fan" that is widely sung.

Zhao Ji was originally the emperor of art, and when he heard about this kind of thing, he was immediately interested, and after careful inquiry, he naturally knew about the Ximen tile on Quyuan Street, but he just wanted to ask one or two more, but Liang Shicheng only said that he didn't know much.

This official was interested, and he was very easy to distribute, and immediately ordered Liang Shicheng to make preparations in advance, and leave the palace through the tunnel on Mahang Street tomorrow to visit Ximen Wazi.

Needless to say, this news came out of the palace ban in just an hour and went straight to Ximenqing's ears.

On the evening of this day, as soon as it was dark, Zhao Ji, Liang Shicheng and several accompanying guards went to Li Shishi on Mahang Street along the tunnel, and then took this fairy-like woman and took a carriage from Liangfu to Ximen Wazi on Quyuan Street.

Unlike the emperors who lived in the ** of previous dynasties, the emperors of the Zhao family seemed to like to have fun with the people, and even Renzong once said that he envied the prosperity and liveliness of the lives of the citizens of Tokyo.

Therefore, Zhao Ji drove to Ximen Wazi, which can be described as a light car, but in the name of Liang Shicheng, he set an upstairs box with an excellent location, and there were a number of guards and figures of the Imperial City Division lurking around, which had no impact on the entertainment of ordinary citizens.

Of course, this is all to fool Zhao Ji, the son of heaven, today's repertoire and cross talk in the tile are newly rehearsed, and the most classic scene of "Peach Blossom Fan" "forced marriage and hitting the pillar" is also played by Cui Niannu in person, and the lyrics, songs and singing are all excellent, which caused Zhao Ji in the box to be intoxicated and appreciated.

"Such a masterpiece, I really don't know who made it, it's really fascinating! When I am free in the future, I will invite this team to perform in the palace, and let my concubines also take a look! ”

"Do you remember the two new words that swept Tokyo a few months ago?"

Master Li made up a sentence at the right time, and quietly led the topic to Ximenqing.

"What the master is talking about is "Yutang Spring" and "Mulan Ci"?" Zhao Ji's words are also very good, and he can naturally see the extraordinaryness of these two words, and he can't help but smile and say, "It's no wonder, only by making the words 'life is like this' can there be such a masterpiece!" ”

"Official, it is said that this tile is run by that person, and in just a few months, among the many Goolan tiles, he has faintly become the leader of Bianliang!"

Liang Shicheng saw this opportunity, how could he let it go, and he also worked the side.

"Oh, it's very difficult for this person to be so knowledgeable, it's a pity to fall into the market!"

At this time, news came from outside, and Ximenqing, who everyone had just spoken, was already waiting outside the door at this time.

"What's going on?" The smile on Zhao Ji's face was all retracted for a while, his face sank like water, and he stared at Liang Shicheng in front of him, "But what are you doing?" ”

"The official family really wronged the old slave, the old slave has nothing to do with that Ximenqing, and I don't know how he got a glimpse of the saint's white clothes!"

"Don't say much later, but if there is one word, I will seal your mouth when I return to the palace!"

Although Zhao Ji said that his actions were absurd, after all, he was the king of a country and could not be calculated by others.