Chapter Forty-Six: Idle Matters in the Capital

It turns out that this East is not the other East, Tianling sighed, hung the snacks sent by Lord Song on the head of the bicycle, and habitually rode up with a twist of his legs, but the embarrassing result was that Tianling couldn't reach the bicycle at all, and the raised leg could only be on the beam below.

What's even more annoying is that Tianling can't go up or down because of the leg lifting amplitude and too much force, and the leg on the bicycle beam can't go up or down, so it is directly stuck on it, and it hurts to pull the double straddle with a slight movement.

Tianling bared his teeth, feeling that this pain was about to catch up with the knife that cut off his children and grandchildren at that time!

Song laughed while watching from the sidelines, "Let you hang on this for a day first, see if you still want to eat crabs!" โ€

Although Lord Song teased him like this, his body quickly stepped forward and reached out to pick up Tianling and put it on the saddle of the bicycle, "Isn't it good to eat in the palace?" Why is it so light? โ€

The rescued Tianling covered the root of his thigh, and he was weak in pain, but he still patiently replied to Song Qi, "Now I am on an errand in His Majesty's library, in addition to dusting those ancient books and dictionaries that are shelved every day, I also have to move some books out to dry silverfish, and in addition, I often have to send His Majesty a hand-picked bibliography. During the errand, there was almost no rest, where the meat grew. โ€

"Didn't you go to the celebrant? Why did you go to the library on an errand again? Song looked puzzled, "As far as this official knows, the father-in-law of the celebrant is strictly selected, and once they enter, they will not be easily let go elsewhere, let alone ยทยทยทยทยทยท."

Speaking of this, Song paused, his eyes full of disbelief.

"What's more?" The Celestial Spirit turned his head sideways.

"What have you been doing all this time?" Song didn't answer Tianling, and asked rhetorically.

"Just move the books, dry the books, and deliver the books." Tianling rolled his eyes and decided to tease Lord Song, "And riding dogs." โ€

โ€œยทยทยทยทยทยทโ€ Song was speechless, "You still ride a dog?" โ€

"Have you ridden it?"

"I haven't ridden it." Song was expressionless, "But I've ridden a chicken." โ€

"What does it feel?" Tian Ling looked curious.

"I don't feel anything." Lord Song touched his chin, "It's just that the chicken feels like it's dying." โ€

Looking at the expression of the Heavenly Spirit gradually petrified, Lord Song was very satisfied and asked, "So apart from this thing of flirting with cats and dogs, what other special things have you done?" โ€

Tianling looked at Song but didn't speak, if you don't answer my last question first, I won't tell you what I did.

"The Son of Heaven Library, except for the scholars of the dynasty who have special permission to enter, only the cleaning subordinates can enter and exit, but this person must be a yellow-haired child, and must meet one requirement, that is, illiterate." Lord Song raised his eyebrows, "If this official remembers correctly, when you entered the inner study hall, it was Your Majesty who spoke personally, right?" โ€

Tianling nodded, "It was His Majesty who asked Gonggong Hai to send me over." โ€

"So Your Majesty knew that you were literate and sent you to the library to be an errand boy, just to let you go over and be a boy who moved books and dried books?" Song slapped Tianling on the arm and almost fanned Tianling out of the bicycle seat, "With your little arms and legs, you may carry a book at a time?" โ€

Tianling grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle tightly with both hands, and tears rolled in his eyes, "Lord Song, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth!" My father-in-law's crotch has not healed, and his arm can't be injured anymore! โ€

When Song heard this, his tone was a little regretful, "It's really young and I don't know how to do it, and when you are sensible, you won't joke about this." โ€

"Actually, it's nothing." Tianling suddenly said, "Lord Song doesn't have to be sorry, this is not necessarily a bad thing. โ€

"Huh?" Song couldn't react.

"A few days ago, Dali Siqing handled a case of a flower thief." Tianling decided to tell Lord Song, who had been away from the capital for a long time, about this matter, so as to reason, "It is said that the flower thief is suave and beautiful, and his bearing is no less than that of the son of the family!" โ€

"Huh~" Song was extremely disdainful, "You can listen to the book, right?" The flower thieves all act at night, who can see what he looks like when it's dark? The girl who can see him clearly shouldn't say that he is suave, right? Even if he is really good-looking and impresses a certain girl, how can you see it? Could it be that he picks flowers and reiterates poetry at the same time? โ€

Tianling gave a really powerful look at Lord Song, and continued.

"The flower thief has a quirk, if he doesn't commit a single crime, he must leave a poem on the wall, inscribed with the title of the boy himself." Tianling glanced at Song Ke, who seemed to be struck by lightning, and continued, "Because of the special circumstances of the case, taking care of the face of the girl's family, Dali Siqing did not publicize this matter, in order to capture this person as soon as possible, he copied these poems in the book, carried them with him, and took them out to see if he had nothing to do, and wanted to find some clues from them." โ€

"As a result, Mrs. Dali Siqing saw that her father-in-law did not think about tea and dinner recently, so she peeked at the poems copied by Dali Siqing, and then Mrs. Dali Siqing mistakenly thought that this was a love poem written by her father-in-law to other girls, and the anger came from the heart, and the evil was born to the guts, and directly spread these poems, and finally the people in Manping Capital knew, and they all said that Dali Siqing was not only a good hand at solving cases, but also an amorous seed, and even those romantic talents were ashamed of their love poems."

"And then?" Song was intrigued.

"Then many young people surrounded Dali Temple every day, blocking Dali Temple Qing to learn scriptures, begging him to teach how to describe women's beauty, how to express the love in their hearts in order to appear romantic but not obscene." Tianling said this, and couldn't help laughing, "Dali Siqing can't say it, for the sake of the case, he can't tell the truth, so he has to make an unfathomable expression, and show off at those young people, what spring breeze presses willows, not lovesickness is sorrowful, what blue waves are wrinkled, and beauty frowns." โ€

But the most surprising thing happened, the flower thief knew that Dali Siqing actually concealed the poem he wrote, saying that he wrote it himself, and used his most proud spring breeze to press the willows, not lovesick or sorrowful to put on a show! Is it tolerable or unbearable! So he stepped up! scolded the hypocrites of Dali Temple in public, deceiving the world and stealing fame. โ€

"Dali Siqing didn't care at first, thinking that it was another young man who wrote poetry and wrote crazy, and ignored him, and the young people who pursued Dali Siqing were saliva against the flower thief, what kind of thing, and dared to question Dali Siqing? Although you are good-looking, you can write such beautiful poems if you are good-looking? As a result, this flower thief was angered by everyone, and in order to make everyone believe that he was the one who wrote those poems, he shouted on the spot, I can't write such beautiful poems? Do you know who Qingyun closed Xiaoyue wrote? Only Miss Wang deserves this sentence! โ€

"Then Dali Siqing solved the case effortlessly."

Song Qi: "So what does it have to do with you telling this to the official that it is not a bad thing for you to say?" โ€

Tianling: "Of course there is, it can be seen that sex is so prosperous that it will be a disaster, and it will be cut to eternal rule, do you want Lord Song to try it?" โ€

Song was trembling, "Let's talk about it, you went to the library on an errand!" โ€