When Xu Fengnian returned to the mansion, he did not climb over the wall again, which greatly disappointed Song Huangmei who was waiting under the wall. It was very late that he learned from the manager of the mansion that His Royal Highness was walking out of the mansion step by step. Miss Song was shocked. With a cry, he ran out of the Li residence. Seeing the eyes of the steward, he murmured a little. This daughter of the Song family was too reckless, and she was far behind the quiet and virtuous young lady of her own family. Immediately, the steward began to have a lot of reverie. Beiliangdao knew that Master Hanlin and His Royal Highness were brothers who grew up wearing a pair of trousers. If the eldest lady can become the future princess of Beiliang, tsk tsk, and the master is already an envoy. , so isn't the Li family the well-deserved No. 1 wealthy family in Beiliang? The old steward shook his head, alas, it's a pity that the young lady hangs out with the son of Guo Dehan's family, and a peony flower is stuck in the cow dung.
Xu Fengnian lay on the bench in the gazebo, looking up at the starry sky hanging down, and turned a blind eye to the girl who sneaked into the gazebo.
That girl is really a strong woman who endures hardships and stands hard work, she could bear her temper, she gritted her teeth and was frozen for half an hour without making a sound.
Xu Fengnian sat up and asked with a smile, "Miss Song, what do you need from me?"
Song Huangmei, who was huddled beside the pavilion pillars to avoid the wind and cold, was startled, and then her not-so-beautiful face flushed red, and she lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes. Hey, no more swords were thrown at him in the mansion of the prefect of Huangnan County. The chivalrous demeanor of blocking.
Xu Fengnian didn't embarrass her, and took the initiative to ask: "How many years have you practiced sword? Do you want me to teach you some easy-to-use sword moves?"
After Xu Fengnian's questioning, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the girl just stared at her in a daze, muttering to herself, thinking that His Highness Shizi's eyes are better than someone else's, but she still only likes that guy.
Xu Fengnian coughed heavily, Song Huangmei sat down on the bench on the other side, put his hands on his shoulders to keep out the cold, and quickly recovered his original straightforward personality, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, I know you are a master and a good person, I have a favorite, He is an outsider boy of a gang in Huangnan County, named Dou Yangguan. His greatest wish in this life is to wear the Beiliang Sword to marry me, but my father doesn’t seem to like him very much. Why don’t His Highness show mercy and give it away? Give that man named Dou Yangguan a saber, and my father will definitely stop objecting!"
Xu Fengnian knew that this girl definitely didn't know that Liantang was almost expelled from the Jianghu of Lingzhou, but the spy report did mention that a young man named Dou Yangguan escaped, who was the lover of Song Huangmei, daughter of Song Yan, not only that, Eighteen generations of Dou Yangguan's ancestors have found out the bottom line, Xu Fengnian gave instructions at that time, telling the Eagles to stop dealing with this person. An outer disciple who has only been in Liantang for a few days can be killed or not. Since he has such ties to the Song family, he should give it to the Song prefect as a promotion gift for Lingzhou Biejia. As for whether that young man will bear hatred for Beiliang after escaping, and whether he will avenge his master, Xu Fengnian doesn't care. In the entire Liyang Jianghu, there are not many people who can be like the son who shakes the folding fan. He is capable of killing him all the way. In front of Xu Fengnian, there were more people who had never seen His Royal Highness until their death. If that person can stand out, let Xu Fengnian see his name again from the spy information, and even don't mind letting him know the identity of the Northern Mang spy in Liantang Zhangji, and then send him to the border to hone his skills. Knives, after joining the army, could make him feel sick until he touched them. It's just that people's hearts are unpredictable. God knows which path this kid surnamed Dou will choose to take. As for whether Dou Yangguan and Song Huangmei will have lovers and get married in the end, it is not something Xu Fengnian cares about. , perhaps the time of His Royal Highness is the most valuable.
Xu Fengnian withdrew his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Private people are not allowed to wear the Beiliang Sword, besides, with your father's eyesight, will you not be able to tell whether the Douyangguan Saber is real or not?"
Song Huangmei had a contented and happy personality. Hearing what His Royal Highness Shizi said, he just looked stunned, and he said oh, so he didn't insist anymore. In fact, if it is an ordinary woman who is a little philistine, if she has the opportunity to be alone with His Royal Highness, she will have to make a show of herself. If she catches His Royal Highness, she would rather be killed than misplaced, or else it will be a snake On the stick, using her identity as a woman, she stalked His Royal Highness to ask for some promises. This is probably why Xu Fengnian is willing to chat with her casually. Song Huangmei didn't bother His Royal Highness, but she didn't leave either. She sat on the bench, lazily leaning against the pillar, and looked up at the starry sky. Xu Fengnian is someone who has been here, knowing that this girl is probably missing that Jianghu kid surnamed Dou, so he lay down again, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and carefully calculated the end of Lingzhou in his mind. In the officialdom, after Jinglue made Li Gongde express his position, I believe Xu Beizhi's ability, even though there are still some constraints, he managed to open the situation. It's almost time for him to leave. He can't always be here wearing the official hat of General Lingzhou like this The dove occupies the magpie's nest, but if you really want to leave, you have to get rid of that young master who dared to trespass first. Xu Fengnian, who closed his ears, noticed that Song Huang raised his eyebrows and tiptoed away. He smiled lightly, waited for her to walk away, snapped his fingers, and said to the dead Shi Yin who appeared quietly: "Let Lingzhou Peregrine Falcon know." , move some hands and feet, polish and polish Dou Yangguan, if this person is too tough, remove some edges and corners, if he is already depressed, let him meet a noble person, don't let him lose his spirit early."
Shi Shiyin was about to leave when he suddenly heard His Highness Shizi asking with a smile: "How about I go and meet that peach blossom fan for a while?"
In the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, many people fled to distant places to avoid disasters, and changed their names and surnames in order to be able to take root in the land. So much so that the imperial court established the world genealogy, only to know that many new surnames with ambiguous "surnames" have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, but like There are not many dead men beside His Royal Highness who don't even have a name. This man, who seemed to have no past and no future, did not say a word as usual. Xu Fengnian waved his hand, Shi Yin disappeared in a flash. Xu Fengnian, who has never been sleepy, wandered along the path, counting the lanterns all the way, wondering whether the imperial court would allow Wang Lvting to take over the post of weaving gold thread after Li Xifeng resigned, because once this opening was opened, King Zhao Ying of Huainan and King Zhao Ying of Jingan Fortunately, the mighty King Yanchi and the proud King Guangling would be willing to take advantage of the east wind in Beiliang to pull out the thorn in the Weaving Bureau. Thinking of this, Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "What thorn in the flesh?" , the thorn in the side is right."
Walking to the north of Linhu Lake in the official residence, I was surprised to find that Song Yan, who had just become a Biejia in Shanglingzhou, was sitting on a stone by the lake. It was a big thing that was transported from Chunshen Lake to Beiliang Road. The boulders picked up from Chunshen Lake are very popular, and even the most ordinary stones weigh several thousand, and they are expensive if they are transported for hundreds of miles. Song Yan had a leisurely attitude, with one foot straightened and the other knee bent, he poured mouthfuls of Jiannanchun Shaoxing, which was said to burn through the intestines and stomach in half a catty. When Xu Fengnian walked on the boulder, Master Song came back to his senses and waited for him to Standing up to salute, His Royal Highness had already sat down cross-legged, and it would be inappropriate for him to get up again. Song Yan roughly grasped the character and temper of the Lingzhou general around him, and instead of doing that scene, he shook the yellow clay wine jar and just laughed. Said: "Your Highness, we have seen the bottom."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "What's the bottom line, there are still two big sips of wine, if you can't bear it, just say you can't bear it."
Song Yan was also sincere, laughed and said: "I really can't bear it. This jar of wine has been buried in the ground for seven or eight years. At that time, three jars were put down. After Mr. Li became an envoy, he drank one jar. When I came to Lingzhou, I knew that I was going to get promoted and get rich, and I had to leave Huangnan County, so I thought about moving the remaining two jars. Enduring the pain, I wanted to give the next jar to His Highness. I never wanted to go to the backyard to have a look. The altar in my hand is left, and when I think about it, I know that the girl with the elbow turned out stole it and gave it away, which made the officials worry about several gray hairs. That's it. Your Highness, don't blame me."
Xu Fengnian joked: "Lord Song has taken all the reason, so what else can I say."
Song Yan said with emotion: "The past few years have not been easy, Your Highness."
Xu Fengnian was silent for a moment, and waited for Song Biejia to raise his head and take a sip of wine, then laughed softly: "You may not believe me, I went to Beimang to meet Zhao Huainan, the king of the Northern Academy, and I went to the capital to face the holy, two trips, in the middle There were many twists and turns, but the one I felt most wronged was the first time I ran away from home in a state of embarrassment. In Hezhou, I met a kid from a rich family carrying a Beiliang knife that I bought privately. A big bag was knocked out on the head. If I had been in Beiliang back then, such a thing would have been killed by dogs long ago. It was only then that I knew whether there was a father like Xu Xiao by my side. It was a world of difference. As for Later, I also suffered some losses, but I was used to being treated as a street mouse, so I no longer feel hard to let go. If you say that the suffering is the most painful, the most difficult thing is to practice swords before going to Wudang Mountain. At that time, I found some desperadoes It was used as a stake for me to practice the knife, and the pain of being cut by the head of the horse thief, the blood and flesh were blooming, the pain was so painful that I almost rolled all over the floor, so that I didn't have the courage to look down at the wound and uncover the callus. At that time, I told myself not to practice knives. Fortunately, I gritted my teeth and persisted. After that, I will never forget it. A knife comes with a deep memory."
Song Yan was stunned, raised his hand to lift the wine jar, sighed, and said: "Your official is never afraid of the plots and tricks in the officialdom, but if someone puts a knife on his neck, he really wants to watch himself bleed. Bajiu doesn't care about any literati's style. He has no strength to restrain a chicken, so it's just scholars like Song Yan."
Xu Fengnian jokingly said: "If a man is a man, he will not be powerless. Some brothel girls are even more capable of restraining chickens."
Song Yan gulped out the wine, looked down at his crotch, and burst into tears, not caring about wasting the last mouthful of Jiannanchun burnt.
After laughing, Song Yan turned his head to look at His Royal Highness, "There are seven or nine unsatisfactory things in life, and they are hard things."
Xu Fengnian looked at the lake, smiled lightly and said, "It's a blessing to be able to talk to people after all."
Song Yan was silent.
Xu Fengnian said: "Song Yan, go and bury three more jars of wine. After seven or eight years, if we are both alive, you will give me one jar. I will give you back a great official in frontiers who is not inferior to the envoy."