Xie Daochang entered the palace to face the saint, and finally climbed out of the Tianqian Palace, and hurried to Jiangzhou.

The emperor gave him a task, but Xuan Song returned to Beijing.

Unexpectedly, Song, who was carrying bricks by the river wrapped in a trouser of mud, actually resisted directly.

"Lord Song, what do you mean by this?" Xie Daochang looked surprised.

"Jiangzhou is currently fighting floods at a critical moment, and I have no way to leave." Song sat down on a stone without paying any attention.

"How many bricks can you move in a day? If you don't have it, you can't do it? Xie Daochang did not hide his contempt at all.

"You're right." Song shook the mud on his trouser leg, "Looking at the entire Ministry of Engineering, there is really no one else who can provoke Jiangzhou to fight floods and build dams." ”

Is this still proud? What does the brain think? Don't you know that you were killed by the Ministry of Works? No wonder he has been an official for so many years, and he is still a squire!

It's really stupid to sit on someone else's excuse by yourself!

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Song glanced at Xie Daochang.

"What kind of joke is Lord Song? How could I have such an idea! Xie Daochang smiled and waved his hand again and again, but there was a hint in his eyes that you were not stupid yet.

"I came from a poor background, I came out of hardship, and I know how difficult that kind of life is, so I don't care if I become a donkey for people to grind, what I care about is whether the mill I pull is beneficial to the people." Song suddenly said with a straight face.

"Hahahaha." Xie Daochang seemed to have heard a big joke, "If you have no selfishness, you will replace the rope of that Rausch machine with a thin one?" What about the crooks? ”

"Believe it or not." Song smiled indifferently.

"If you don't go back to Beijing, how will Your Majesty explain there!" Xie Daochang was furious.

Song handed over a piece of paper, "If you bring this back, you can naturally make a difference." ”

Xie Daochang saw that the paper was full of twisted and wound lines, one head and two large.

"To whom?" Xie Daochang stopped going around in circles and asked bluntly.

Song turned his head and smiled, "Give it to the little father-in-law of the celebrant Tianling, he understands." ”

In this way, Xie Daochang returned to Beijing with a piece of paper to resume his life.

The emperor didn't expect that Song would disobey the decree and attack on the spot, since he couldn't be called, then don't come back! Stay in his Jiangzhou!

Tianling took the paper and came to the west of the city again, wrapped it around the thick rope ordered by the Ministry of Labor Shangshu in advance, and the crane was running again.

When he returned to the palace, Tianling saw Zuo Wen carrying the package with a heavy heart and heading out of the city, Tianling hurriedly chased after him, "Little Zuo, wait." ”

"Little Father-in-law of the Heavenly Spirit? What's the matter with you? Zuo Wen stopped.

"Where are you going?" Heavenly Spirit asked.

"Jiangzhou." Zuo Wen paused, "I hurt Lord Song." If I hadn't repaired the machine at that time, the adults wouldn't have been relegated to Jiangzhou······"

"Then you're going to follow Lord Song?" Tian Ling looked at the package on Zuo Wen's body.

"I've been following adults for more than ten years, and I'll go wherever he is." Zuo Wen said, turned around and wanted to leave.

Tianling stretched out his little arm to stop him and handed Zuo Wen a small package, "Help me bring this to Lord Song, and congratulate him on my behalf." ”

"Huh?" Zuo Wen was stunned, and his face was a little unsightly. Congratulations? Congratulations when you are degraded?

Tianling smiled, didn't speak, bowed and turned around and went back to the palace to resume his life.

Most of the things of the celebrant are repeated every day, day after day, time is like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, the hot summer has passed, and the autumn is getting stronger.

It has been a long time since Song resisted the decree and was demoted to Jiangzhou, according to the father-in-law who went to pass the decree came back and said that Lord Song happily accepted the decree, and also stuffed a small piece of silver into him for the first time, although the father-in-law who announced the decree did not look down on it at all, but who was that? Pick out the famous Song Ke! How rare is that!

Later, Lord Song and the original Lord Sima in Jiangzhou, handled the matter of flood control and dam building very beautifully, solved the summer flood crisis, and led the torrent to a valley for water storage, not only that, but also specially ran to the south to transport a cart of fish fry and put it in, others asked him, he only smiled and did not speak.

The method of blocking is not as good as sparse is brought to him by Tianling Tuo Zuowen, and together with this method, there is also a request, Yang He raised some fish in the enclosed lake, and Tianling has been steaming lake fish for a long time. How can this be easily said?

The flood in Jiangzhou was solved, and Lord Song made up for his mistakes, and the emperor did not hold him accountable for disobeying the decree, nor did he give any reward, but it was the Jiangzhou Sima who continued to be rewarded, but Song was very hot when he saw it.

Tianling watched the sycamore leaves outside the Tianqian Hall turn from green to yellow, and sighed softly, the days when Lord Song was not in the capital were a lot less fun! I don't know how he is doing in Jiangzhou, how big are the fish in the lake, and they can't be on the table for this year's New Year?

"Heavenly Spirit, what are you doing here?"

was lightly patted on the back, Tianling turned his head, and saw that it was Mo'er, the little palace maid beside Princess Anning, and immediately smiled, "Sister Mo'er, is there anything wrong with me?" ”

"I can't look for you if it's okay?" Mo'er snorted.

Tianling looked at her with a smile and didn't answer.

"Oh, okay, okay, Princess Anning saw that you haven't taken King Pingxi to Chengde Lake recently, I'm afraid that something will go wrong, so let me come over and ask about the situation." Mo'er couldn't amuse Tianling, so she poured beans into the bamboo tube and said the reason.

"King Pingxi is very good, but he is fat again, but now I start to change my hair, I will affect Princess Anning's body in the past, so I raised it here and didn't bring it over, and when he finishes changing his hair, I will take him over again, and please rest assured princess." Heavenly Spirit Dao.

"In that case, then I'm relieved." Mo'er rolled her eyes and took out a handkerchief from her arms, "I see that the little father-in-law of Tianling doesn't even have a handkerchief with him, I'll give it to you." ”

"Thank you Sister Mo'er for your kindness, Tianling can't accept it, and I have a handkerchief." It is very common to receive things in the inner court, but it is generally a reward from the master to the slave, and it is too rare for the palace maid and father-in-law to give gifts, and there must be a demon when things go wrong, Tianling smiled, and took out the orchid grass from his sleeve that Wu Quan had given before.

"Besides, Sister Mo'er's handkerchief has taken a lot of thought at first glance, and Tianling doesn't dare to accept it." Tianling smiled and refused.

Mo'er didn't have a brain, put the handkerchief back, pursed her lips and smiled, "It's sweet for you." Sister, I'll go back to the weaving department next time to ask Fang Wuquan's father-in-law's embroidery, make sure you like it~"

"Who?" Tianling was afraid that he had misheard, so he asked again.

"Father-in-law Wu Quan, the craftsmanship is good, many palace maids and sisters can't catch up with him, but..." Mo'er looked left and right, leaned into Tianling's ear, and whispered, "He just has a leg problem, he can't seem to walk, and he usually sits on a chair that rolls and walks." ”

Tianling smiled, it seems that Wu Quan is really talented in this area, and it can be regarded as a kind of creation.

But himself, how should he go this way?

Without waiting for him to think about it, he saw Gonggong Hai waving at him from afar, as if he was looking for him.