Huang Siniang is not in vain, after Yang Yan and Shun Yu ate longevity noodles, she has already composed and named her Poppy Beauty.

Impromptu accompanied by music, sure enough, the sound was curbing the clouds, and it was tuned to snow, how beautiful it sounded.

Yang Yan took a sip of tea, and said lightly to Shunyu: "Submit your order to be the head of the Dali Temple, and the officials have already made a decision." “

Shun Yu was looking at Huang Siniang's dancing figure, and was stunned when she heard this, and her expression was difficult to distinguish, and her heart sank, and she only said: "Lord Yang said it directly." ”

Yang Yan pouted, and his tone was slightly sarcastic: "Shen Shangshu wants to take you out of Beijing to Liangjiang for refining, but I don't take advantage of your intentions!" ”

Out of Beijing for a trial? Shun Yu ignored his yin and yang strange words, and asked more and more confused: "Feng Sheng has been in Dali Temple, how can he have anything to do with the officials?" “

Yang Yan carefully measured her for a long time, and she was indeed ignorant, so she shook her head and smiled: "Shen Shangshu is really calm, and I wonder how he overstepped his authority and took care of things." ”

Shun Yu saw him holding his eyes and knew what it meant, and said calmly: "I have already said that it is a non-existent thing with Shen Shangshu......... “

"That's for the best." Yang Yan replied quickly, a little disgusted with himself, so he simply asked the waiter to bring the basin, spit out the smacking plum kernel in his mouth, and then took the fragrant tea, and rinsed his mouth slowly.

Shun Yu didn't like people's appetite, and he had no interest in listening to the music at this time, so he only waited depressedly, and only after he finished tidying up, he could ask: "You don't want to go out of Beijing with Shen Shangshu?" “

"I don't want to." Shun Yu replied categorically: "It is Feng's long-cherished wish to take the official road in Dali Temple, how can it be bent by others." “

That unusually firm expression inexplicably pleased Yang Yan, and he said in a low voice: "This official will teach you a way, go and talk to Shen Shangshu." “

”....... I can't argue with him! Shun Yu pouted and confessed.

Yang Yan shook his head with a smile: "Try your best to convince him, if you can't do it........ I have my own way of helping you. “

Knowing that Shunyu wanted to ask, he didn't want to say more, called Huang Siniang to the front, and ordered two sentences, the servant stopped the musical instrument next to him, only played the pipa and played the purple flute, which was still the tune of the poppy, he sang: "Carry the bamboo cane and more mangshoe, smile and practice the top of the rooftop, the wild birds are not frightened and are used to idleness, and the white clouds enjoy the mountains together." ”

He paused suddenly, and asked Huang Siniang what the next sentence was, Huang Siniang raised her hand to comb her hair and sideburns, and said: "It seems that it is, the strange ridge thousand layer peaks are towering, and the water lingers in front of the curtain." I forgot about the next sentence. This is the law that Lord Shen sang when he was a teenager, and the time has been said for a long time, and few people remember it. ”

Yang Yan sang this sentence, raised his eyes and saw that although Shun Yu was sitting upright, he didn't know what to think, his expression seemed confused, so he asked her: "You can say the next sentence." ”

Although Shun Yu was listening, his mind was like a running horse, and he couldn't tell the chaos, and he couldn't hear Yang Yan's words, and he didn't want to go back: "Who will clean up the wind and rain, and fold the plum blossoms with two sleeves." ”

Yang Yan's eyes were sharp, he stared at her for a while, and he didn't say much, he just finished singing this sentence slowly, no one paid attention to it, and went straight to the door.

Shun Yu was a little inexplicable, and then the guards came over, took out the bag of silver and gave it to Huang Siniang, saying that it was a reward given by Lord Yang, and said to Shun Yu again, Lord Yang took the first step and asked Lord Feng to take care of himself.

Huang Siniang swept the silver, heavy, and her smiling face was like a spring flower.

Shun Yu got up and wanted to leave, but when she saw her eyes slipping and following herself, she pouted and said, "I am a poor prisoner with a long history, but I have no money left to reward you." ”

Huang Siniang chuckled enchantingly: "Lord Feng, don't panic, since ancient times, the romantic sentences, mostly from the fireworks scene, the slave family still loves your lyrics, if you have leisure, you can sell the title to me to compose music, and sing it to the world, and the fame and fortune of adults are also a good thing." ”

Shun Yu was noncommittal, smiled at her, and then pushed the door out, and saw that someone had just entered the neighboring room, and the two looked up at each other, and they were surprised that it was Xu Jing, Shen Erye's staff.

The room was wide open, and although Xu Jing closed the door very quickly, Shun Yu still caught a glimpse of a noble man with a purple waist and yellow waist, and Shen Erye pushed the cup to change the lamp.

Her heart was pounding very fast, that person actually recognized Zhu Yi, the king of Hao who was stationed in the domain, rebelled in his previous life, imprisoned the emperor for three years, and was led by Shen Zetang, the first assistant, to quell the rebellion and restore the emperor. He sat on the dragon chair in the main hall and committed suicide by drinking poison.

"Why is Feng Sheng here?" Xu Jing asked with a smile.

Shun Yu retracted his mind and hurriedly replied to his words: "I came here with Lord Yang for recreation, and I will leave." ”

Xu Jing asked again: "I heard the sound of singing just now, and Shen Erye said that the lyrics and songs have a meaning, and I don't want you to be in the neighboring room." ”

Shun Yu smiled and left, Xu Jing stood slightly, and saw that Huang Siniang happened to come out of the door with Le Ling, and asked her to enter the room without mentioning it.

............................

Yang Yanyuan wanted to go home, but he was bored when he thought about it, so he simply went back to Dali Temple.

Passing by in front of Shaoqing Hall, I saw the candlelight reflecting the swaying window, and I was a little surprised, how could Jiang Hai stay and not return at such a late day.

A temple official had already gone in to report, and when he approached, Jiang Hai and Su Qiming hurriedly came out to pay their respects.

"When the shift is dismissed, and the other officials have left, what are you two doing here?" Yang Yan asked in surprise, seeing that the two of them wanted to speak and stopped, he walked straight into the hall: "But I hid the Golden House, or Yan Ruyu, so that I can also feast my eyes." ”

Jiang Hai hurriedly said: "Adult jokes, where did Yan Ruyu come from, the golden house, it's just that there is an ancient painting in the house, and I have nothing to do for a while to enjoy Su Temple." ”

"I'm also proficient in calligraphy and painting, why don't I see you mention it?" Yang Yan glanced at him, the beast charcoal in the big copper furnace in the hall was thriving, very warm, he took off the velvet big coat and handed it to the attendant, and asked, "Where is the painting?" "The desk was empty.

Jiang Hai led him into the second room, and said with a smile: "It's a painting privately hidden in the Xiaguan Mansion, but because it is dilapidated, it was brought to ask someone to frame ......" “

How could Yang Yan suddenly stop and stop, he was fortunate to stop in time, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

"You Chun Tu!" Yang Yan made a mistake and stared at the ancient paintings hanging on the wall, and under the light of the mutton oil lamp, quietly exuded the fragrance of ink that was difficult to find in the old days.

He walked to him and wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but he heard Jiang Hai hurriedly say: "This painting has to be covered with paper and needs to be dried straight, Feng Sheng instructed him not to touch it in every possible way, otherwise it will fall short." “

Yang Yan retracted his hand in a daze, and asked him instead, "Where did you get this painting?" “

"It's an ancestral ........ in Fuzhong." Jiang Hai didn't finish his speech, that is, he heard Yang Yan sneer, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then arched his hand: "The lower official said the truth, I hope that the lord will not spread it." “

Yang Yan ordered someone to bring the Huanghuali hexagonal armchair, waited for him to sit down in front of the ancient painting, took the small cover bell handed by Su Qiming, and said while eating tea: "You say it's okay." “

Jiang Hai said in a low voice: "Six years ago, Tian Qihui, the left attendant of the Ministry of Industry, rebelled, and the emperor appointed Xu Bingyong, the first assistant, as a scholar of the Zhongji Palace, to lead the Jinyi Guard to send the yamen to copy and behead, and it was a coincidence that Xu Bingyong's father was mourned on the same day, so he entrusted Zhou Chen, the secretary of the Criminal Department, to supervise it. Later, there were officials who impeached Zhou Chen for the crimes of adultery and courtiers, and for embezzlement of family property. ”

"So what?" Yang Yan was silent and pursed his lips.