Everyone reminisced for a long time, chewing the meaning between the lines, it was really a trembling heart and liver, and the heart was rippling.

There is a concubine who whispered in her mouth that the Yiren was leisurely separated from the autumn water, blocking the Wanzhong Mountain outside the window, and breaking the heart of the piano for a few years, I don't know what I remembered, but there was a poignant meaning in her expression, and she quietly wiped her eyes with her sleeves.

There is also the young Yiyuan, singing about the morning and twilight, cutting sorrow and joy, but her little face suddenly turned red, and she secretly went to see Zhao Tan, but she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and then secretly looked at it......

Zhao Fujin chanted Feihong a little to send Jiangnan, drunk Wu Ge messed with silver strings, bit his lips, looked at Zhao Ta, and said in his heart that the second brother is not a lovesick person in Jiangnan? Otherwise, why do you write like this, but I have never heard of him going to Jiangnan.

Emperor Daojun opened his mouth and said a few words about the first merry talent, from the Great Song Dynasty to the world, and then everyone heard a "poof", and the cups and plates fell to the ground.

"It's the third brother, what's wrong with the third brother?"

"Why did the third brother fall under the table?"

"Third brother can't drink too much, right?"

"I don't like it, is it so good to listen to the second brother's poems, I can't help myself for a while, and I faint with excitement?"

After a while, the imperial doctor arrived, and after another while, Zhao Kai was carried to the side hall to rest by the chamberlain.

The family feast continues to be held, and the midnight of the month is dispersed......

In a blink of an eye, the weather has entered winter, and the first snow in winter has ushered in Linhuang Mansion in Beijing.

The snow stopped after a day and a night, and the entire capital city was covered in silver, looking more magnificent than usual.

Silver Lion Street, located in the northeast of Shangjing City, the street is wide, not only there are the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles, but also some shops that ordinary people can't afford to visit.

Among the shops that ordinary people can't afford to visit, there is a bookstore.

The books of the Liao Kingdom are sold very expensive, even with some scholarly things such as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and the price is also very high.

In the Wangfu of Liaoxi County, the corner door on one side slowly opened, and Xiao Min walked out of it.

She wore a long, fluffy lop-eared felt hat on her head, a snow-white mink coat, a pair of lambskin boots, and a warmer in her hands.

His eyebrows were picturesque, his eyes were like paint, his complexion was better than snow, and he walked down the steps.

Xiao Min was followed by a maid with smart eyes and a lively body, carrying a small white copper charcoal stove.

The two of them came to the bookstore diagonally opposite, and the shopkeeper hurriedly came out from behind the counter, and saluted: "County lord, how can you come here in person, if you need anything, send someone here, and send it to the house together." ”

The shop is very large, and there are five or seven people on the counter to choose books, Xiao Min took a look and said, "There is nothing to do after the snow, just walking around, what new books are there recently?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly ordered the bookkeeper to take the booklist and read them down one by one, Xiao Min ordered a few, and the shopkeeper took them from the bookshelf behind the cabinet, packed them in a yellow wooden box, and wrapped them in satin foreskin and tied a flower knot.

After taking the book and just about to leave, a fat scholar suddenly hurriedly walked in outside, and shouted when he entered the door: "Shopkeeper, is there any Sauvignon Blanc of the first merry genius of the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly smiled: "Little Marquis Yelu, you came at the right time, do you want to collect it in the broken jade collection, or do you write a leaflet?" ”

The fat scholar said: "Broken jade set, broken jade set give me a set." ”

The shopkeeper immediately sent a scribe to fetch it, and Xiao Min said strangely: "What is the first merry genius in the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

The fat scholar turned his head at this time, and hurriedly said hello: "It turns out that the county lord is also here, but it is rude." ”

Xiao Min nodded and said, "Little Hou Ye, what is the matter with the first merry genius of the Great Song Dynasty that you just said?" ”

The fat scholar said: "It's the King of Qi of the Song Kingdom, doesn't the county lord know?" ”

"King Qi?" Xiao Min's expression was a little unnatural when he heard this: "What's wrong with him?" ”

"Zhao Yingxu, the king of Qi in the Song Kingdom, has not written poetry for many years, and suddenly wrote the first Yuefu Sauvignon Blanc some time ago, which shook the literary world for a while, and the emperor of the Song State personally praised the first merry talent."

"The first talent is good...... Why is it a merry genius again? Xiao Min was puzzled.

"The county lord doesn't know, he wrote a new poem this time, and the title of the poem he wrote is Sauvignon Blanc!" The fat scholar said: "The poems are poignant and beautiful, but when any woman sees it, her heart is shaken, what is it if she is not romantic?" Nowadays, in the capital, the Sauvignon Blanc is sung everywhere, but most of them are hand-copied, and it is too difficult to buy the whole set, and the paper in Beijing is expensive. ”

"Heartbeat...... Color shake, Shangjing paper is expensive? Xiao Min muttered to himself.

At this time, the scholar sent a complete set of broken jade, and the fat man took it and sued him, turned around and walked out of the bookstore.

"Shopkeeper, ...... Is there any broken jade collection left? Xiao Min said.

"County Lord, there is still a collection of broken jade, but it is not the whole book, and there is no one that includes Sauvignon Blanc." The shopkeeper sighed and said: "The printing workshop can't be printed over there, as long as it's a full book, there will be a bookstore to snatch it when it comes out, I still rely on the relationship of the Ministry of Rites, and I got twenty sets, which is not just the last set that the little marquis bought away." ”

Xiao Min said: "In this case, why do you want to print the incomplete copy? ”

The shopkeeper said: "That's not printed now, it's saved a few years ago, Qi Wangyou has a literary name, I thought it would be easy to sell if it went on, but who knew that the second king suddenly stopped writing back then, and the result was some in his hand, but these two days have been sold almost all, only a few sets are left." ”

Xiao Min said: "Shopkeeper, take a set of broken jade, and that ...... Sauvignon Blanc. ”

The shopkeeper said: "County Lord, although Sauvignon Blanc is hand-copied, the size of the paper is about the same as the collection, but it can be sandwiched in the back." ”

After a while, the bookkeeper sent the collection and put it in the box, Xiao Min thought for a while and said, "It seems that the complete set of collections is also incomplete." ”

The shopkeeper was stunned: "Ah...... Does the county lord know that these two kings still have missing poems? ”

Xiao Min walked out of the door and said, "There should be a song about Wanghaichao that has not been included." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly chased out, and when he saw that Xiao Min had already walked away, he couldn't help shouting: "County Lord, County Lord, if you are really old and willing to buy at a high price, buy at a high price!" ”

Xiao Min naturally didn't reply, it was impossible for her to take out the song and sell it, it was written to her by Yuan Erlang, let alone sell, it was impossible to show it to others.

After returning to the county king's mansion and entering the study, the little maid put the bookcase on the table, and then went out to prepare tea, and Xiao Min took out the Sauvignon Blanc page.

She unfolded it carefully, reading it word by word, and the more she looked at her snow-white face, the hotter she felt.

But in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, his face turned white, and even his slender fingers began to tremble slightly.

"A little Feihong sends Jiangnan, and Wu Ge is drunk and messes with silver strings." Xiao Min looked at the paper blankly: "A little Feihong sends Jiangnan ......"

"County Lord, tea is here." The little maid knocked on the door and came in and put the tea bowl on the table.

Xiao Min hurriedly folded the Sauvignon Blanc page and put it in the box, she felt that there was suddenly a little fog in front of her eyes, and her vision seemed to be a little blurry......

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside: "County Lord, someone has sent a letter......

(End of chapter)