The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 312
All stupid!

The whole hall is stupefied, and the whole hall is full of wood carvings and clay sculptures!

There are only the sound of rapid breathing, violent heartbeat, and the sound of "crackling" burning lights.

Zhao Tun looked at Emperor Daojun and smiled shyly: "Guan, how about this song?"

Emperor Daojun did not speak.

Zhao Tong went to Wang Yun and Cai Youbai Shizhong's desk again: "My lords, how about this song?"

The three of them didn't speak, and sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Zhao Tong walked up to Zhou Bangyan and other poets: "Master Zhou, how about this song? Is it not inferior to Ci? Can it sit on an equal footing with Ci?"

Zhou Bangyan's throat made a "gulu, gulu" sound, and he didn't speak. At this moment, he seemed to be much more haggard than before, and even his beard seemed to be whiter.

Zhao Tun walked back to the front of Daojun Emperor: "Officials!"

Emperor Daojun's face was expressionless, his lips moved, but he still didn't speak.

say what?Said that second brother, you filled out this song really well?Said that your song is the most romantic, incomparable?It is said that this song should only exist in the sky, how many times should it be heard in the world?

Whenever you say a word, you are slapping your own mouth!

It's better not to say a word!

Zhao Tong suddenly felt bored, he sighed lightly, saluted and said: "Officer, since the official has no objection, and everyone in Zhou has nothing to say, then this minister... I will leave!"

The Emperor Daojun remained silent, and no one moved.

Zhao Tun turned around and walked out slowly, passed by Cai You's desk, reached out and grabbed a peach and "clicked" and took a bite, Cai You lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to see it.

Zhao Tun walked out of the hall and walked away.

Until he walked very far, almost out of the palace city, in the Jade Palace, still no one spoke...

That night, the city of Tokyo was a sensation.

Zhao Tun, king of Qin, rectified the name of Qu.

Entering the imperial city alone, fighting against a group of families alone, the five autumns will open a winding road.

All the brothels in the main shops in Tokyo sang songs and carnival all night long.

Among them, Fan Lou was the most lively, and even won the finale of King Qin's work in the palace, the song that shook the audience, Nanlu Yizhihua, the leader of the king of the world.

Once this song was sung by Fan Lou, people from all over gathered here, even though Fan Lou was big, it was overcrowded, the aisles, stairs, corners and gaps were all crowded.

This song was sung repeatedly until dawn, and people didn't want to leave.

Since that night, many literati in Tokyo have begun to learn and compose songs. There are songs in the streets and alleys, and people's homes. Whenever this time, people have happy smiles on their faces.

With the passage of time, the story of Tokyo music has gradually spread to all directions, and even the Siyi Fanbang has spread it.

Qu, has been listed side by side with words in the world, on an equal footing.

And Zhao Tun was also called by Shilin as Xingqu Dangshi, the Quzong of the world...

As time passed, the weather became more and more bleak, and it was the end of autumn.

The leaves of the sycamore tree are withered and falling off one by one, as if to indicate that the solar terms are about to change, and another year will come to an end.

It was a good day, the sun slanted lazily for a day, there was no autumn wind, and there was still a hint of warmth outside.

After dinner in the evening, Zhao Tuoxin walked out the door, walked a long circle around the mansion, and came to the moon gate of the back house.

He glanced inside, the back residence of the Prince's Mansion was desolate and cold, except for the courtyard of the two-story building, there was no one else.

He stood silently for a while, then walked towards the small building.

At this time, the setting sun was a little cold, but the light was still bright, and the golden afterglow was dazzling.

Entering the yard, he saw two people busy in the flower garden.

The young lady was wearing a plain skirt and was picking flower seeds in the flower garden. The rays of the setting sun shone on her cheeks, looking extraordinarily beautiful and dignified.

Zhao Tang looked at her, and saw that she picked the flower seeds seriously and carefully, and then Jin'er propped up a small cloth bag beside her, and she carefully put the flower seeds into it.

There are several cloth bags with different colors from each other. They are not newly sewn and look like they have been used for some years. Each bag contains a different kind.

Put chrysanthemum seeds in the yellow ones, roses in the white ones, and peonies in the pink ones.

Zhao Tong walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly got up to salute.

The young lady was a little embarrassed. Ever since Zhao Tun went to the second floor of the small building last time, she felt a little panicked and at a loss when she thought about it. Although she missed him in the past, she was never as panicked as she is now. Not only did she blush, but her whole body Also slightly hot.

He lowered his head, but still couldn't see the toe of the shoe.

She could feel that Zhao Tun's eyes were looking at her, wandering, and finally landed on the place that blocked her eyes, and became motionless.

She immediately felt her heart beating faster, turned around and said, "I'm going to make tea for the prince."

Zhao Tun shook his head, looked at the gradually dimming sunset in a blink of an eye, and said, "Go and sit in the building."

The little lady froze and said, "My lord, please."

Jin'er said from the side: "The flower seeds have been harvested almost, how about the prince and the lady sit and talk, and the servants go to make tea."

Zhao Tong nodded and said, "Very good, Jin'er remember that the water should not be too old."

Jin'er said yes, and went back to the building first, carrying the bag of flower seeds.

Zhao Tong and Xiao Niang walked side by side, he sighed softly: "It's late autumn, another year will pass."

The little lady looked up at him: "My lord, I... have read the song of my lord."

Zhao Tong shook his head: "It's not worth mentioning if it's done casually."

The little girl summoned up her courage: "It's really good, but it's a pity that I don't know how to play silk and bamboo music, otherwise I will sing it to the prince, and I will only play with some flowers and plants, as well as desserts..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, until she could no longer hear her.

Zhao Tong laughed and said: "But you don't need to sing, just eat some snacks, no one can understand everything, your flowers and plants are well grown, and they look pleasing to the eye, this is what you are good at, why bother thinking about other things?"

Xiaoniang lowered her head again and said, "I... think you will like it."

Zhao Tuo didn't speak, the two walked into the building, Zhao Tuo sat in the hall, and the lady went to fetch water to clean the dust from picking.

Zhao Tang looked at her slender figure, and at the setting sun that was about to set outside the window, thinking slightly.

It's difficult to calm down, it's difficult to calm down!

In the trajectory of people in Liangshan, there is almost no good woman in the encounters.

Pan Jinlian, Pan Qiaoyun, Yan Poxi, Jia Shi, Gu Dasao, Sun Erniang...

Including Hu Sanniang, after knowing that his family died tragically and that Zhuangzi was slaughtered by Li Kui and Mrs. Gu, he felt numb physically and mentally, and finally turned himself into a thief, ignoring his blood and deep hatred.

Hu Sanniang is not as good as Qiongying, but Qiongying has the kind of cruel and merciless temperament, and the two go to extremes.

Only my young lady, who was born in a good family, has a decent family, but has the etiquette of a family, never deviates from the etiquette, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and never loses her place.

However, Gao Ya Nei pressed him harder and harder, so Lin Chong retired and abandoned him.

That leopard head with bad eyes is really helpless and full of scheming!Or low EQ and simple thinking!

These are not important, what is important is the result. In this world, we never look at the process but only the result when we look at people and things!
It has never changed since ancient times, even in later generations.

At this time, Zhu Song's son was probably not born yet. Even if a woman was wronged and humiliated, she would not choose to commit suicide and die without those rules and regulations.

That actually started decades later.

But Xiaoniang still chose the three-foot white silk, the long silk was like snow, and her soul flew into the sky.

Maybe some people think that it is best to die once if you are three chaste and nine strong.

But, why should he end up like those women?
Why?
Why do good guys end up with bad guys?
It's hard to get over it, it's not up to you!

Then I won't let you die!Don't let you be humiliated!Don't let these things happen to you!

In front of the Yue Temple, since I saw Xinxi, after you were divorced, you were alone, helpless, helpless, and still persecuted, then I will save you, bring you into the mansion, and put you by my side.

Time turns, the sun and the moon fly by, or it can change your heart to die.

If you like it, then I will accept you!

Zhao Tong was thinking quietly, when Jin Er brought tea and poured it for him.

He looked outside: "Where is Zhenniang?"

Jin'er said: "The lady has changed her dress and is making snacks for the prince."

Zhao Tong said: "It's great to come and talk. I just finished working outside, and I'm busy making some snacks?"

Jin'er said: "The lady said that the prince likes it, so she should make it for the prince."

Zhao Tun took a sip of tea, and at this moment the darkness outside the window was darkening. It turned out that the sun had not completely set, but dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and the inside of the hall became a little dark.

Jin'er hurriedly said, "My lord, I'm going to light the lamp."

Zhao Tang put down his teacup and walked to the window, only to see a cool wind blowing outside, blowing in along the window, carrying a trace of moisture, and it was raining somewhere.

He frowned, and just as he was about to close the window, a distorted golden light suddenly lit up in the sky, making the outside suddenly bright, but only for an instant, before it became even darker.

Jin'er came over with two palace lanterns with gauze covers, Zhao Tang said, "Go and light two more candles."

Jin'er trotted to find the candlesticks, and at this moment, there was a dull "boom" sound from the sky outside. It was not loud at first, but then there was a "crack-crack" sound of thunder, which shook the small building.

There was an exclamation from the east kitchen, and then it seemed that something fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhao Tang walked towards Dongchu, and saw that the young lady was standing there with a pale face, a plate of honey had been spilled on the ground, and the plate containing the honey was smashed to pieces.

Seeing him coming, Xiao Niang bit her lip and lowered her head.

Zhao Tang walked forward with a smile, the young lady hurriedly said: "Don't come here, my lord, I'll clean up these things, so as not to hurt..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Tang pulled her into his arms and hugged her horizontally.

"Jin'er, go and light the lights on the second floor." Zhao Tong said to the outside.

"My lord, you..." The little girl felt her heart was about to jump out of his embrace, she was shy and wanted to struggle hard, but unexpectedly Zhao Tun poked her head down at this moment.

"Well……"

After a while, Jin'er's footsteps sounded: "My lord, the lights are on...ah!"

Zhao Tang looked at the red-faced little girl outside the door, and hugged her to go: "It's raining outside, my king... I won't leave tonight!"

Xiaoniang was in Zhao Tama's arms, trembling slightly, buried her face inward, and did not dare to move.

"My lord...it's best if you don't leave." Jin'er calmed down, showing a hint of joy: "Your maidservant, go and lock the door."

Zhao Tun carried her up the stairs, two palace lanterns and two red candles were already lit on the second floor, the shadows of the lights were flickering, shining on the wall like an ink painting.

It was already raining outside at this time, and the rain hit the window lattice, tinkling, as if it was playing a beautiful piece of music, which was particularly pleasant to hear on this late autumn night.

Zhao Tang gently placed the little girl on the couch, the little girl closed her eyes tightly, her body trembled slightly, she was extremely nervous inside.

The lights were on inside the house, but it was dark outside, and there was no moon on this rainy night.

After a long time, the lights in the room will be exhausted, and the rain outside the window will gradually die down.

Everything is quiet...

At the beginning of the morning, the sky is getting brighter.

Zhao Tun opened his eyes in a daze.

The little girl curled up in his arms, her long eyelashes flickering, as if she had woken up a long time ago, but she didn't dare to move.

The tears left by the pain of last night were still on his face, and there was a little peace and quiet in his expression.

Zhao Tang got up, glanced at the bright red on the couch, thought for a moment, and said softly: "Zhen Niang, I'm leaving."

The little girl didn't dare to answer, but just nodded slightly.

Zhao Tang left the bedroom, went downstairs and went back to the front, then he called a carriage and headed straight to Miyagi.

He wanted to talk to Empress Zheng about this matter, and wanted to accept Xiaoniang as an apprentice and give her a title.

Then go to the Emperor Daojun to ask for orders.

Yes, order first, and then enter the door.

He doesn't care whether he violates the rules or not.

You can't let Xiaoniang marry into the palace as a concubine.

Sitting on the carriage, he closed his eyes and meditated. Although there are some things he can't figure out, it's not good to ask now, and it's not too late to ask my mother later.

After entering the imperial city, I went straight to Zhengyang Palace. Today, many people came to Zheng Niangniang's side. Concubine Wang, Concubine Qiao, Concubine Wei, etc. were all there, chatting.

Now that Zheng Niangniang is getting older, she doesn't like to play polo anymore, she mostly asks people to chat, or plays chess, plays and sings some tunes.

Seeing Zhao Tama coming in, Madam Zheng smiled and said, "I heard magpies chirping non-stop this morning. As expected, my son has arrived, but in such a hurry. Could it be that there is really a happy event?"

Concubine Wang, Concubine Qiao and others said together: "It's not that the second brother fell in love with someone's young lady, so he came to ask the saint to make peace?"

After seeing the ceremony, Zhao Tang glanced at everyone, they were all familiar, and took a few more glances at Concubine Qiao, this one looks beautiful, but she has a big mouth, chattering all day long, long in the east and short in the west, if she wants Knowing things, within a long time, the whole palace will know.

But Zhao Tong is not afraid of people talking about it, so what's wrong with marrying in an open and aboveboard manner?
Then she told the story of the young lady, Zheng Niangniang heard the words and said happily: "This is also good. Although I didn't marry the main concubine, but taking the concubine will not make the back house deserted. It is a happy event."

Everyone also congratulated and said that they would prepare presents. After Zhao Tun thanked them, he asked Mrs. Zheng to resign and went to find the Emperor Daojun.

At this time, the morning court had already fallen, and I went to Yanfu Palace. In the distance of Kunyu Palace, I heard Emperor Daojun sing inside: "I am the leader of the king of the world, and I am the leader of the prodigal sons of the world..."

Zhao Tang couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and stopped in his tracks, fearing that he would embarrass the Daojun Emperor in the past.

He waited outside, and when he had finished singing inside, there was no sound for a while, and then he went over to let the little eunuch report.

Then he entered the Kunyu Hall, and saw the Emperor Daojun sitting behind the imperial book table with a serious face, holding a pen in his hand, as if he had just written, not like singing a song before.

Zhao Tong rubbed his chin, but he was also speechless. After seeing the ceremony, he talked about his plan to get married and ask for an imperial order.

Emperor Daojun nodded: "I have agreed to this matter, but I am curious, how did the second brother figure it out, and I don't know which daughter it is?"

Zhao Tang saw his gossip, so he told about his mother's background. Generally speaking, except for the first wife, the royal family of the Song Dynasty mostly had small families and small households, which is not out of the ordinary.

Emperor Daojun thought about it and said: "I remember this matter, it turned out to be the activity of the year, I didn't expect the second brother to be serious."

Zhao Tongli said: "Thank you, Daddy, for making it happen."

Emperor Daojun suddenly said: "Your Nanlu flower is full of romance, but it turned out to be just the romance in the song."

Zhao Tong blinked: "Boy...it's not as romantic as daddy."

Emperor Daojun nodded: "In this way, the leader of the king of the world..."

Zhao Tong hurriedly said, "Daddy really deserves his name."

Emperor Daojun touched his beard and said with a smile: "It's very good, very good!"

(End of this chapter)