The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 6 Face, I don’t want it for today.

Chapter 6 Face, I don’t want it for today.

Although it sounded like a heavy blow, Liang Xin still asked: "But it wasn't a slap in the face, right?"

Cao Yang shook his head: "My father has passed away. The eldest brother who inherited the title should be in Cangzhou at this time. The one just now is from the Zong family. This matter is over. I can't afford to offend you. Just give me a word of advice, brother Shen, and you can hide for a long time." Hide as far as you can." At this point, Cao Yang lowered his voice: "Eight years ago, when the current official was still the King of Suining, he was beaten several times."

Liang Xin was shocked: "Besides, eight years ago, he was also the son of an official family and a prince."

"Oh... I can't afford to offend him." That's all Cao Yang said.

Liang Xin thought about it and probably understood that this was the Cao family, which had been crowned king and given queen.

At this time, Cao Yang added: "The eldest mother loves me, the second mother loves me, alas!" He sighed again.

It took Liang Xin a long time to realize that this was the Song Dynasty, Cao Yang was the third aunt in the family, the eldest mother was his eldest aunt, and the second mother was the second aunt, that is, the eldest aunt and the second aunt.

It seems, as if.

Cao Yang's second aunt is a princess, the princess of Lu.

No wonder.

Wasn't he just beating the emperor's son? Besides, eight years ago, when Zhao Ji was only 11 years old, he really just beat him.

Cao Yang picked up the wine glass: "Brother Xin, I'd like to toast you with this glass. If you hadn't been beaten for me, I might have gone home and been caned. To be honest, I said I was instigated by my friends and was confused for a moment. As for you, you are my friend, I owe you this time."

"You said it, you owe me." Liang Xin didn't take this as a joke, he wrote it down.

Besides, Cao Yang is not the main wife, not the clan, but also the Cao family.

At a critical moment, owing this favor might be of great use.

"I told you, I owe you." Cao Yang was also a straightforward person, and he kept his words.

Liang Xin asked: "Let's continue what we agreed on?"

Cao Yang's eyes lit up: "Of course."

Liang Xin: "Let's make some small modifications to the process. My father plans to arrange for five people to come over first after removing the teacher and the girl in the classroom, and these five people will have a competition in the restaurant."

"My purpose is to heat up the place, and ultimately decide who is the best of the night through voting, of course the best after Miss Shishi. Voting is to throw flowers, flower baskets, bead chains..., a flower One piece of money, one flower basket worth eighteen pieces... Anyway, if you don’t have money, it’s definitely not going to work.”

Cao Yang asked: "Should we drive out the poor first?"

"Brother, you are wise!" Liang Xin immediately approached him and called him brother.

Cao Yang held the wine glass: "Brother, Gao Ming."

He complied.

Liang Xin took the beating for him without even a word of complaint. In his eyes, she was also a cheerful person.

Liang Xin came up with another piece of news: "If everything goes well and the time is right, my father will naturally speak kindly to my brother in front of the noble people. My brother's Taiqing House will not even do business, just to make the noble people happy."

Cao Yang didn't answer.

Doesn't he need it?

he needs.

The reason for not answering was because he guessed who this noble man might be.

only……

Unspeakable.

The two discussed some details and strived for perfection.

Late at night, Liang Xin left Taiqing Tower.

When passing by the church, I saw a person wandering outside the door.

Signaling the carriage to slow down, Liang Xin observed carefully.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and the man sent a piece of paper in. Liang Xin vaguely heard what the man said about poetry, then the door closed, and the man left quickly.

Liang Xin took a closer look. She was in her 40s and wearing a green shirt that scribes liked.

Zhou Bangyan.Liang Xin didn't take this matter seriously. Right now, her own big plan was more important.

Go home to sleep.

Besides, Liang Shicheng was in the palace. He didn't even return home for three days, always looking for a suitable opportunity.

Not only do you want to inquire about the Queen Mother, but you also need to be able to talk to Zhao Ji alone at a time.

After spending a lot of thought, Liang Shicheng waited for an opportunity.

Zhao Ji flipped through the memorials, becoming more and more annoyed as he read them because he couldn't understand many of the contents, such as building rivers and embankments, and what was going on in the Hehuang area...

He knows what to do.

I turned to another one, which contained exam questions.

Zhao Ji is good at talking about poetry and painting, but he has a headache when it comes to writing articles.

I really want to go out and play.

But Zhao Ji was afraid. After all, he had just ascended the throne, and [-]% of the eunuchs and maids in the palace did not know whether he was reliable.

I'm also afraid that I'll run into trouble again when I go out.

At this time, a young eunuch brought a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup. Zhao Ji was annoyed, so he picked it up and drank it. As a result, it was so hot that he spit it out on the spot and the bowl fell to the ground.

Liang Shicheng, who was grinding ink for Zhao Ji, did not hesitate at all and immediately ordered: "Pull out, stick ten, you two can go get some water and wipe the floor clean."

After everyone went out, Liang Shicheng came to Zhao Ji and said: "The official family."

Zhao Ji ignored him.

Liang Shicheng whispered: "There is a master girl who is famous in Bianjing. She heard that Ru Xizi was reborn and Zhaojun was reincarnated. Tomorrow night, the eldest empress will take a test on the etiquette of everyone in the harem. The godson of the slave at the east gate of the Forbidden Palace will be the difference. That night, arrange for my brother Xin to prepare the carriage and dress up as a book boy."

The expression on Zhao Ji's face was one of surprise at first, then curiosity, and finally joy.

"You're such a rough slave, but you've made some progress."

Liang Shicheng replied: "As time goes by, you should become smarter after being surrounded by officials."

Zhao Ji's mood suddenly became better.

Even those annoying memorials can be understood.

Although I still don’t know how to deal with the content written above.

However, he still had to read it and asked the Queen Mother about it. Or he had not even read it, so he would not be scolded, but he would inevitably be scolded.

By the way, the next evening.

From the east gate of the palace, a group of young eunuchs quickly came out carrying several boxes containing silk, silver ingots, jewelry and other items.

The little eunuchs quickly placed the boxes on the carriage.

Wang Pu, who was on duty at the palace gate, took out some copper coins and gave each person a bunch. When giving out the money, he ordered: "If anyone is afraid of talking nonsense in his sleep at night, go and cut out his tongue as soon as possible."

Then, the ten Imperial Guards changed into the uniforms of servants in the concierge.

After preparing everything, Zhao Ji left the palace accompanied by Liang Xin. Liang Shicheng could not follow because he was a eunuch and it would be too obvious to follow.

Liang Xin got down from the carriage and said, "Book boy Zhao Xin helped the Lord get into the carriage."

"I beat you."

"Hitting is affection, scolding is love. This proves that the master cares about me, a book boy." Liang Xin also opened her mouth.

At this time, there is no shame.

As a time traveler, Liang Xin knew very well that the anger of little people was meaningless, not to mention that she was facing an emperor.So, this time, shamelessly, go up first so that you can do everything you want.

You must know that the closer to the heart, the more blood will flow.

No power, no money, no power.Any talk of preserving mountains and rivers is bullshit.

(End of this chapter)

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