Da Song: Shhh, I'm really not a prince

Chapter 113 Bao Zheng: Will the old man worry about you?joke
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Early in the morning,

tea stand...

"Have you heard?"

"Ok?"

Countless guests looked at the person who spoke, and the person took a sip of tea and said quietly: "Last night, the Guilin Tower was destroyed by the imperial army."

"what?"

"how is this possible?"

"impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?"

"Our Bao Qingtian is the reincarnation of Wen Quxing. Let alone destroying a ghost building, it will be fine even if we clean up the underground."

Zhao Shi frowned slightly,

He sat in a corner of the tea stall drinking tea,
He didn't blame his teacher for competing for fame and wealth, but now is the time when he needs to use his achievements to prove that he is worthy of the position of prince...

perhaps,

As Xiang Yu said...

What is the meaning of wealth and honor not returning to one's hometown, like walking at night in brocade clothes?
do it all

Perhaps I should proclaim, proclaim,
Zhao Shi took a sip of tea,

Erniang was quietly reading the recipes beside him, and the man began to tell his own story vividly, and even promoted the title of Nanxia to Yang Chuan who was beside Bao Zheng, and Zhao Shi and Erniang killed nearly a hundred enemies last night , but did not mention a word.

Zhao Shi turned his head away in disgust,
Erniang thought he wanted to eat, so she pushed the pancake in front of him, Zhao Shi was startled, Erniang said: "It's hard to swallow."

was talking...

One step slower than Zhao Shi,
Di Yong came with hundreds of ground mice captured by the Guilinlou by the imperial army. He didn't notice Zhao Shi, so he inevitably walked in the front with his head held high, and then the crowds in the tea stalls and on the street became a little chaotic. up.

"Really smashed?"

"What's the use of destroying it? As long as the underground ditch is still there, destroy it once, and after a while, another group of rats will go in, and it will never end."

"That can also clean up some time!"

"Prefect Bao is really the master of Qingtian!"

"Beast."

"Give back my wife's life."

There are,

Or,

Many common people couldn't help but pounce on them after watching for a while, punching and kicking those caught gophers, showing off their humanity and inhumanity. If Di Yong hadn't stopped him later, this group of people would have been beaten to death.

Zhao Shi stood up,

crowded in the crowd,
Seeing Di Yongyao leading a group of imperial guards in a mighty manner, escorting the prisoners away gradually,

"Little official, I'm sorry for the old man."

Then the person who started talking, stared at Zhao Shi for some reason, walked over, and introduced himself: "The old man's surname is Shan, and his name is Tianfang."

Zhao Shi was puzzled for a moment,
He cupped his hands and said, "My husband is polite."

Just as I was about to ask why he was talking to me, I saw the old man seduce me to the side, and then lowered my voice and said: "Young officer, last night, you went into the ghost tower alone and rescued your beloved..." Speaking of beloved Beloved, I even glanced at Er Niang: "Your knight!"

Zhao Shi was startled,
have eyesight,
Then he was puzzled: "I don't know, old man..."

Shan Tianfang squinted his eyes, and first explained: "The reason why the old man recognized the official was not because he saw it with his own eyes, but because he heard it from others, and when the old man gave the credit to Prefect Bao at the tea stand, the official There is also obvious displeasure on his face, so the old man dared to interrupt."

Not only did Zhao Shi not deny it, but he couldn't help but praise: "My old man has good eyesight!"

Shan Tianfang is also a little proud: "I rely on these two tricks to eat. The reason why I called the official is to think that the experience of the official last night is true and legendary. Can I let the old man write a few stories and talk about it? Everyone listens, and also fools a few money to eat."

Zhao Shi was taken aback for a moment,
Could this be... a storyteller?

I once read history and knew that storytellers seem to have originated in the Song Dynasty. Could it be that they originated from... you?

Zhao Shi hesitated for a moment,
It's not that he hesitates to let the other party write a story for him, but hesitant...

Do you want,
against subduing the opponent,
This is a capable person, although the princes in the court don't think much of it, but if it is used well.

of course,

That is, he hesitated.
Zhao Shi smiled and said, "It all depends on the old man."

Shan Tianfang Yixi, he actually doesn't really need to ask for his consent, after all, he doesn't have much sense of copyright these days, but if he meets someone like this kind of god, he wants to make a good relationship first, just in case he is good His reputation is not willing to be passed on, so if he comes to his door, isn't he courting death?
"Little old man, dare to ask your lord's name."

"Zhao..." Zhao Shi hesitated again,
Zhao bastard?
not suitable,
Zhao Shi somewhat disliked the name,

Zhao Sandan?
Not as good as Zhao Erdan!
"You just call me..." Zhao Shi paused for a moment, for some reason, he suddenly felt an arrogance welling up in his heart: "Zhao... Aotian!"

really,

Shan Tianfang was stunned for three or four breaths, and then he praised: "What a world of pride, the name of a small official is extraordinary, no wonder he can do such a great thing, I will remember it."

Zhao Shi nodded slightly,

It's okay to forget,
I can make another one anytime,
Then he asked again: "I don't know if the old man heard other things besides this incident last night?"

Shan Tianfang's eyes lit up: "The little official asked the right person, this old man really saw another strange thing last night."

"what's up?"

Zhao Shi's eyes lighted up slightly, and then he heard Shan Tianfang say: "Perhaps it's because the petty officials single-handedly destroyed the ghost building. The old man saw with his own eyes that seven or eight imperial guards were chasing a naked man. He ran and scolded: I'll kill you bastard... bah... whore."

This……

Zhao Shi hesitated for a moment: "Don't pass it on!"

after all,

I'm a prostitute, I beat people, and it's a draw if I come and go, but if I still use this to publicize, it will really kill these officials and force them to work hard if they don't work hard. Shan Tianfang naturally understands , sneered twice: "I just said to listen to the little officials."

Zhao Shi didn't care about it, and then the old and the young got together and began to discuss in a low voice how to write the story and how to make the frame, and finally even left each other's address with sympathy.

Even if it is the second mother of my personality,

Wait until that single day is gone,
I couldn't help but say: "Mr. Lang, why bother with him."

Zhao Shi shook his head,

"You do not understand."

Er Niang stopped talking.
Just followed behind Zhao Shi, all the way from Xicheng Street, crossed Xiaohengqiao, entered the Xishui Gate of Bianhe River, and then crossed Jinliang Bridge, stopped for a while not far from Daxiangguo Temple, and then stood side by side again. The boats transporting grain along the Bian River went all the way forward, passing the house used by the privy envoy Wang De, Qingfeng Building, Zhuangyuan Building, Xiaoer's Butcher Shop, Yulou Steamed Buns, and Tianshui Bridge...then Xijiaofang, and finally returned Arrived at the Kaifeng government office side.

It's already daylight,

Zhao Shi yawned,
With his hands behind his back, he entered the No. [-] cave in Zu'an, not far from Kaifeng government office,

then,

come out,

go in again,
come out again
Still a bit unbelievable...

Why are these people here?

Those people?
Zhao Shi squeezed the center of his brows, then went in, first said hello to Bao Zheng, and then greeted them one by one.

"Mr. Ouyang."

"Mr. Mingyun."

"Zizhan."

"Ziyou."

"son……"

"solid."

Zeng Gong was a very courteous person. Seeing that Zhao Shi was not very familiar with him, he reminded him in a low voice, and then stood aside while supporting the arm of his mentor Ouyang Xiu.

Zhao Shi hesitated for a moment,
Just about to ask: How did you come here?

But Bao Zheng patted him on the shoulder first, let him go aside, and then asked: "Why did you come back so late?"

Zhao Shi was startled,
"Is the teacher worried about me?"

Bao Zheng trembled: "How is it possible, the old man is just afraid that you will cause trouble."

"All right!"

Zhao Shi ignored the dark circles under Bao Zheng's eyes who hadn't slept all night, and the shoes on the soles of his feet that were smoothed out due to uneasy pacing, explained briefly, and then asked, "Why are Mr. Ouyang and the others here? "

how could I know?

Bao Zheng stared again, and then explained: "I couldn't sleep last night...I slept very well, and I almost forgot about your existence today. I just finished some business affairs and wanted to stop by to have a look at you. When you arrived at them, you came back before you even said a few words."

Zhao Shi looked over there at five of the eight great masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties,

Ouyang Xiu, Zeng Gong, he can't guess,
but……

Su Xun,

He should have come... to find fault! ——
　Thank you Dragon Sword for your reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)