Chapter 126, Opening
(Dizzy!Writing testimonials made me forget that yesterday was Sunday.) )
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Seeing that the curtain was about to be opened, Chun Yu had already reached the stage where Song Zhengzong selected the exam questions. But at this time, Ma Jun, the official of the imperial history, sued a scholar.
The Song Dynasty always cared about the generals in charge of the army, and did not care much about the wild actions of the scholars and literati.
Every old emperor Yanjing would tell his successor that he would pull a batch and fight a batch. Our royal team is a literati doctor, and we are a military general.
But this cannot be said explicitly.
Don't deal with it, right? Yushi grabbed it again, after all, this is his job.
It's a degree, but it's hard to master. It's heavy, and it chills the hearts of the world's scholars. Besides, this scholar is really literate, and his words and sentences are very fond of me and beauties.
The problem is, once this thing is dealt with, it is not small.
Bewilderment......
Feeling bad......
Since more than half a month ago, Song Zhengzong hooked up with the female Li Shishi of the Red Mansion, and he often ran there.
Now that this matter involves the lyricist that Master Li likes, he told her.
"Giggles. Master Li smiled, "The slave heard that Xiucai rebelled, and it will not be successful for ten years." This dynasty doesn't scold people with words, a little talent, feeling Chibi, and the change of dynasty, is it also a sin?"
Song Zhengzong listened to it and was overjoyed: "What the beauty said is true." What do beauties want to sing today? Is it still the new Jiangnan word "Laughing Red Dust"?"
"No, today, the master plans to play and sing a song "Ten Miles of Ambush, Farewell My Concubine". ”
"Good, good!"
Master Li deserves to be a famous person in the world. In just a few days, he knew what Song Zhengzong wanted.
As a literary emperor, it is natural to be beautiful and talented. Of course, it would be better to have a little more self-destructive tendencies of literary youth. For example, Xizi holds his heart, and the overlord farewell, these are all what he wants.
It seems that he can get it, but he doesn't seem to get it, this is something that the women in the palace will never give him. What's more, he thought that Master Li didn't know his identity yet.
After accompanying Song Zhengzong for a while, Master Li immediately wrote a letter under the pretext of changing his clothes and sent it to Hangzhou. There was no payment on the letter, only the words: "The deceased on the boat outside Hangzhou".
"Ahh ”
No matter how good Ning Caichen is, the amount of alcohol is not as good as that of a group of generals. Hide in a private room early and take a rest to sober up.
"What time is it?"
There is a small servant waiting next to him. "Back to Ning Xianggong, it's a change. The little guy recalled the change of husband just now.
Fortunately, there was no delay in getting down to business, Ning Caichen immediately went to find Thirteen Niang, and everything went according to plan.
Thirteen Niang covered her nose and said dissatisfiedly: "Hmm-the smell of wine, are you okay?"
"Alright, come on!"
If it doesn't work, it has to work, the propaganda has gone out, how can it be done in absence.
On the roof, the cool breeze blows, and it is a little up. Ning Caichen hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine and suppressed the strength of the wine.
The play has begun.
A bright moon hangs in the treetops, and catkins flutter on the river embankment. Upstairs in Tianjian, there is a case and a glass of wine, and there is a lonely man who invites the moon to drink and become a shadow of three people.
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. Good wine, good wine!"
As soon as the lines came out, the audience was silent. Song Hao's poetry can be seen.
"Drunk and looking at the sword ......"
At this time, a figure in the distance rushed over: "Instead of dancing alone, it is better for the two to compete." ”
The figure walked on the waves, jumped onto the shore, and stepped on the willow treetops, rising step by step.
Originally, everyone present was still very angry, and said in their hearts: You will appear when you appear, and you have to wait until he finishes reading those words. It's a pity that a new song!
But in the blink of an eye, the tall figure was stunned. All of them marveled at the horror of light work.
These people do not attach importance to light work, just look at Dai Zong, the first person in light power in the Song Dynasty, it can be seen. Maybe for them, light work is just running faster.
But what did they just see?
Treading the waves, borrowing the power of willows...... It's simply not something that people can do.
They were all stunned. They couldn't even care why all of them could hear their conversations.
Bai's Medical Hall, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing who are ascending and watching. Xiaoqing was dissatisfied: "We spent a lot of effort, but in the end we saw him in the limelight, it's really unpleasant!"
Bai Suzhen smiled and persuaded her: "In the land of the dragon vein, there are many opportunities, all kinds of people, etc., there are a lot of gatherings, you and I should be careful." ”
"Yes. She still listened to Bai Suzhen's words, but she still couldn't help but feel weak.
Bai Suzhen smiled helplessly, but her face changed. "Qing'er, let's go down quickly!"
As soon as they descended, two figures flew by.
Xiaoqing's face turned pale: "Sister, who is that, why is it so scary?"
Bai Suzhen also looked serious: "He is the head catcher of the three roads, and he has killed demons and subdued demons all his life." If you kill too much, you will form a prestige, and your cultivation will be lower, and in the face of him, you won't even dare to be an opponent. ”
Of these two people, one of them is Xiahou Jian. Xiahou Jian chased and said: "Yan Zhutou, if you don't compete with me, I won't give up." ”
The other person, with a black face and beard, is about twenty years old, and it is the three-way chief catcher Yan Chixia. "Brother Xiahou, I said earlier, I have a mission, and when you are healed, we will compare again. ”
Yan Chixia's voice was calm and generous, not as strong as Xiahou Jian's.
Just listening to the voice, I often think that Yan Chixia is bigger than Xiahou Jian.
"Less nonsense! My swordsmanship has improved greatly, and I can beat you with one hand. ”
The two of them flew over the roof tiles without stopping.
"Brother Xiahou, it's not like we haven't competed with swords. You lose as many times as we compare, and it doesn't make any sense to continue to compare. ”
It's a fact, an ironclad fact. But there is another fact, Xiahou Jian is ten years older than Yan Chixia.
In other words, he, who has been learning swords for more than ten years, can't beat this person who is ten years younger than him.
No wonder in "A Chinese Ghost Story", Xiahou Jian will chase Yan Chixia. It's strange that he doesn't have an enemy of him.
Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Xiahou Jian's complexion changed, and the green tendons on his hands burst out.
At this time, a swallow flew by. Xiahou Jian was ruthless, stepped on the back of the swallow, and with the help of the swallow's whirling force, he twisted his body, drew an arc, and jumped in front of Yan Chixia.
With a "poof-" sound, the sword took out and pointed directly at Yan Chixia: "Yan Chixia! Today's sword, you have to compare, you have to compare!"
"Oh-" This is Yan Chixia's sword.
Swallows are no more sensitive than other birds, and they are particularly sensitive to the wind. Not to mention stepping on the back of the swallow, even if you use a sword to stab the swallow, you may not be able to stab it.
Now Xiahou Jian stepped on it. There are only two possibilities.
First, his light skills are more intelligent.
Second, he forced the swallow to have nowhere to hide and blocked all the swallows' escape routes.
No matter what the situation is, it can show that Xiahou Jian's martial arts have really improved, and it is worth taking him seriously.
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