Yan Song Liangjiang Xinyu people, enlightened at the age of five, entered the county school at the age of nine, passed the county examination at the age of ten, was lifted at the age of nineteen, and was named on the gold list at the age of twenty-five. Since then, he has served in the Hanlin Academy for ten years, and is famous all over the world for his unparalleled Danqing and Qingzi. Since the defeat of the new emperor, he has been obsessed with Huang Lao's immortality, and he has grown up in Qingzi, and he has gradually moved towards the center of power because the king wrote the manuscript of the sacrifice to the heavens.

Sima Yefeng stood at the door, glanced at the deep gate of the Yan Mansion, and felt a little more awe in his heart for this Lord Yan, who had now achieved the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and the Prince Taibao. The reason for his awe was not the luxury of the mansion, but the fact that such a person born into a small clan could only use such a simple mansion as his residence after a reign of power.

There is only one reason why you can see the depth of the mansion at a glance, and that is that there is not even a shadow wall in this mansion to cover the evil! is the so-called "Zi is silent and strange and confused", Lord Yan is quite literati in doing this, but is it too incompatible with his flattering words?

Finally entered the Yan Mansion, and the woman in red who had always entered with Sima couldn't help frowning, and said in her heart. "That's shabby, isn't it?" The two entrances can only be regarded as a small courtyard for ordinary rich families, but with Yan Song's identity, it seems too unmanageable. This is really not that the king is stingy, and he refuses to even give a decent house for a dignified scholar, and this is not that Lord Yan is incorruptible, and he can't afford to buy a better courtyard as a first-class official. All this is because of Yan Song's own words: "I am willing to marry for the king in order to live a quiet and eternal life!" ”

So, you're all settled, you can't get a mansion to live in, right? It's just that the emperor is satisfied, and Lord Yan is getting farther and farther away from the mansion.

Sima, who had about three of them, quietly followed the young man named Gu Yun. The yard of the two into is good and easy to walk! Only about a few dozen steps walked to a study, only to see that the person who led the way did not knock on the door, but bowed to the study and said: "Humble Gu Yun, Mr. Sima and Mrs. have been invited!" "It's really provincial, even the concierge reported that it's a province!

"Please come in!" I only heard a slightly old but neutral voice outside.

When Gu Yun heard this, he immediately pushed open the door, bowed down to get out of the way, and invited the two of them in. And when Sima Yefeng, who was in the first room, couldn't help but stare as soon as he entered the house, and said in his heart: "It's really a hole!" ”

I saw an old door being pushed open, and a palatial and extravagant study suddenly came into view. A study room with more than 200 square meters, the whole room is decorated with small leaves of red sandalwood, which looks simple and elegant, and there are more than a dozen bookshelves made of golden silk nanmu inside, and each hollow carving is very exquisite. The calligraphy and paintings on the wall can't be named, but I can see that everyone's demeanor is about Lord Yan's own handwriting. A marble screen on the mountain peaks and peaks is quite meteorological, the tables and chairs in the house are inlaid with stone and jade, and even the ground is covered with camel hair carpet from the Western Regions, which makes people can't bear to settle down.

Dongfang Hongtear saw this scene and couldn't help but wink at Sima playfully, which obviously meant to say: "This is the style of a first-class master, what is the king's marriage in order to live a quiet and eternal life, but it is just a boring act of being a bitch and setting up an archway!" ”

Sima smiled at this, noncommittal. This way of officialdom is false and real, and you don't know whether this is Yan Song's own meaning, or the meaning of others, or even the meaning of the king. So he didn't bother to think about the aspects that he was involved in, after all, he didn't plan to fight to the death with these officials and masters when he came to the capital this time, but to make a profit in it!

Therefore, Sima withdrew his gaze and looked at Lord Yan, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, who was middle-aged but had not yet seen his old age, and bowed slightly and said, "Sima Yefeng, the grass people, has seen Yan Shangshu and Lord Yan!" "What Sima I did was not a kneeling salute for the people's officials, nor a bow to the ground when the younger generations saw their elders, but just an ordinary salute between the peers, and his arrogance can be seen.

It's just that Lord Yan didn't seem to care about this, and got up with a smile and said, "Mr. Sima, please get up quickly, you can see the invincible son in the world, the old man is honored!" ”

"In front of adults, the kid can never be the word sir, Lord Yan's Danqing Holy Hand is the best in the world, so it makes Sima Wudi embarrassed!" Sima is not afraid of official authority, with the transcendent status of the Golden Bird Tower, unless it is a face saint, otherwise there is Zhong Wuya's Zhuyu who destroys a country in front of him, and few people can really have the courage to go to them to discuss right and wrong, life and death, but the other party is so polite, it really makes him a little honestly afraid, after all, with his knowledge, he naturally knows that the most murderous blade in this world is definitely not a sword or a sword or a clear above the death or life.

Seeing this, Yan Song smiled and waved his hand and said: "There is no order on the road, the master can be a teacher, although Mr. Sima is only a year old, but that mind and knowledge are the only ones that the old man admires!" ”

"If that's the case, the kid will be even more deserving of the adult's praise, the adult's article is splendid and thinks that the emperor's teacher, Sima's superficial insight can still be mentioned by Yan Yan, then he really wants to laugh at the generous family!" Sima Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly at this point, and there was also a sense of self-deprecation in his words.

Yan Song didn't seem to want to dwell too much on this issue, so he smiled and pointed to an object on the table and asked, "Is Mr. good at this?" ”

Sima raised his eyes when he heard this, then nodded and said, "Neizi usually likes this thing, so the kid also knows some superficial methods. ”

The thing on the table is called Shuanglu, and it is a kind of game that is quite popular among many celebrities. The chessboard of the object is a game, each side holds fifteen sons, to throw the dice to remember the steps, the white horse from right to left, the black horse from left to right, the horse first out of the winner wins.

Yan Song couldn't help but smile when he heard him answer like this: "How many games do you dare to go with the old man?" ”

"What is the bet?" Sima also asked with a smile.

"Is it good to make a game for one?" Regarding this, Lord Yan seemed to have already thought about it, so Sima Gang replied without thinking as soon as he mentioned it.

"That's as your lord said." Sima nodded.

It's just that Dongfang Hongtear on the side can't understand the wit of the two, just listening to a game and a promise, he can't help but be anxious, his public appearance lives up to the name of the national player on all roads, but only Shuanglu is quite lame, even if he plays against her, he has never won a game. She believed that this was by no means his intention to give in, after all, Sima Yefeng never used such means to make women happy, so in terms of his arithmetic, there was only one reason for losing, and that was his luck, which was really amazing! Therefore, seeing that he agreed to play against Yan Song at this moment, Dongfang's heart couldn't help but rise, and secretly prayed in his heart: "I'd rather you lose to me in those years, just to make me happy!" ”

It's just that Sima's luck seems to be as bad as ever, and he was pulled away by Lord Yan a lot of points after just a few walks, and Sima didn't seem to be in a hurry about this, and only tried to find him some trouble with the method of containment. Every time I watched the dice spin drippingly, Dongfang Hong's heart couldn't help but twitch, but looking at it like this was more worried than making her crisscross the army!