The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road.
"Looking at the western capital, I hesitated, sad that the Qin and Han dynasties were in the office, and the palace was made of soil."
Song Jian didn't like the capital, he didn't like the cold and gloom of the capital.
In the south, even if it is winter, it is still charming to the eye.
He looked at the gray sky, chanted the poem that worried about the country and the people, and there was more depression between his eyebrows.
Hallym is a department of hope, at least for now.
As a waiter of the Hanlin Academy, Song Jian has not yet been assigned a specific position, so he has already run a lot of relationships, but since the beginning of the cleanup in the south, those relationships have not dared to plan for him.
The Hanlin Academy is noble, but it is not a department with real power.
The duty of the attendant was to give lectures to the emperor and the crown prince.
But Da Ming does not have a prince at present, even if the corn is canonized as a prince, the young master of the prince, Da Mingxing and Bo Fangxing are also staring at it on the side, where is it his turn to go to class.
As for the emperor, it's even more nonsense, since he ascended the throne, he has regarded the Hanlin Academy as an ornament.
But it's funny to think that an official who doesn't know much about the situation of all classes in the Ming Dynasty goes to explain Confucianism to the emperor, and then he has to connect those contents with reality, analyze them, and let the emperor learn from them.
Isn't that funny?
Song Jian stood outside the imperial city, looking at the gray sky, and suddenly felt that his position was a joke.
He is nostalgic for Yanzhou.
At this moment, Yanzhou will be cold, biting cold, but soft.
But Yanzhou is just a corner of the country, and he doesn't want to treat it as a paradise, so he asked for a relationship and was finally transferred to the capital.
What is the future?
There wasn't much work to be done by the Hanlin Academy, no, almost none now.
At first, he was apprehensive, but then he was at ease, anyway, there would be no less copper plate.
And he doesn't rely on money to support his family.
Be careful of Jinyiwei and Dongchang!
Song Jian lowered his head and went to the west of the city slowly.
There is nothing to do, but you can't be in a daze in the yamen, so Song Jian often comes out in the name of searching for ancient books.
If you talk about the love of ancient books, most of the Hanlin Academy said that it was the second, and no one dared to call themselves the first.
So Shangguan, who was also bored, agreed with a blind eye, so Song Jian often got the opportunity.
The flavor of the New Year in Beiping City gradually became stronger, but Song Jian didn't have the heart to feel it.
Xin Laoqi didn't have the heart to feel this.
He and Ye Luoxue stood in front of them, watching Song Jian walk slowly.
"The master said that the most refreshing thing is to press it directly, but it is not beneficial to the general trend, it will only intensify the contradiction, so I have to use such means as a last resort.
But do not conceal it. ” Ye Luoxue nodded and said, "Song Jian is here, I'll go." ” Xin Laoqi nodded, what he wanted to do more now was to fight Ye Luoxue.
There were several bookstores here, and Song Jian went in and walked around, and then came out again.
He was going to find a restaurant and wait for lunch, preferably the kind with women.
And Qin Tower is naturally the best place, and the shopkeeper and the guys there are very clever, and no guest information has ever leaked out.
Last time, he was tricked by Fang Xing, and the holy land was tragically blocked, and countless men wailed for it.
But it's almost the New Year, and Fang Xing can't do too much, so he let go when the shopkeeper of Qin Lou asked someone to intercede.
And a few years ago, many people had a lot of money in their pockets, and Qin Lou's business became more and more popular.
It is said that the water used by the girl to wash her face every day has permeated the dark ditch nearby.
He hired a carriage and went all the way to the Qin Tower.
The back door of Qin Tower looked very thick, as if it had never been opened.
The carriage stopped at the back door, and the coachman got out of the car, slammed the door hard, and shouted, "A guest is coming!"
Open the door!
” The heavy wooden door, which seemed to have never been opened, slowly opened from the inside.
The door shaft must have been oiled a lot, so it was silent.
"Uncle is here, please come in."
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A guy skillfully welcomed Song Jian to the third floor.
The women in the Qinglou are generally leisurely before lunch, so when Song Jian arrived on the third floor, many women were sleeping or chatting.
Don't think that women don't snore when they sleep, some snoring can make people unable to sleep, There was snoring in my ears, and in front of me were several women lying on the railings laughing and talking.
"Yo!
There are guests coming. ” When several women found Song Jian, they immediately smiled, either dignified or charming.
In order to motivate them, pick-ups here are all commissioned, so the competition is fierce.
And Song Jian is one of the high rollers, so he can naturally get the blue eyes of these women.
Several of the women looked at the demure woman.
Sure enough, Song Jian didn't look at it, so he pointed to the woman and said, "Go to your house." ” As the door closed, the women outside were eating and laughing, gathering together to whisper.
"Two hypocrisy, listen to their movements."
"That one looks like a literati, can he recite poetry?"
"What kind of poems?
There is Yan Ruyu in the book?
” The number of women outside gradually increased, and everyone was listening to the movement inside.
"I memorized the poem I taught you last time."
Song Jian's voice came from inside, but he was trembling.
After a burst of whining, a woman read: "Don't regret if the belt is loose, ...... for you Yes!
” The wheezing sound stopped abruptly, and then Song Jian said angrily: "Let you recite poems, isn't it......
It's really unteachable!
” The two of them tossed again, and recited two poems throughout the whole process, and their backs were bumpy and bumpy.
Song Jian came out later.
He was neatly dressed, and if it weren't for the flushed face and the fishy smell on his body, everyone would have thought that he had just taught a woman to recite poems inside.
There were many women in the corridor outside, and when they saw him come out, most of them were snickering with their handkerchiefs covering their mouths.
For them, this kind of elegant way is good business!
Song Jian coughed dryly, frowned, and said, "Disperse." ” How could the women listen to him, so Song Jian didn't have a clue, so he went down slowly.
His body was a little weak and he needed to hold on to the handrails when going down the stairs.
There was a burst of laughter behind him, and Song Jian was angry in his heart, so he didn't plan to eat lunch here.
He reached the edge of the lobby, where there were already two tables of guests.
The guests at the two tables also saw him, but did not recognize him.
Song Jian was slightly relieved in his heart, and warned himself in his heart not to come again next time, and then went to the backyard with peace of mind.
The backyard is mainly the kitchen, and there are some guys' accommodations.
He walked out the back door smoothly, listened to the sound of the door closing behind him, and finally smiled.
"That's how to live!"
He looked to the right side of the alley, but went to the left.
The left wall of the alley has always been within the scope of Qin Lou, and listening to the gradual increase in the hustle and bustle inside, Song Jian snorted at the wall and scolded: "Slut, I actually eat chili peppers in the morning." ” Along the alley, there is the mouth in front and the street outside.
After walking out of the alley, the noise came suddenly, as if I had suddenly come to the downtown from the mountains.
Song Jian tidied up his clothes, and then saw a beautiful man walking towards him.
He was a little moved.
Yes, Daming is now popular in many places.
If you have money, you will go to the outside minister, and Song Jian knows a lot.
At this time, it was a pleasure for both men and women to eat, and it was the pleasure of scholars and doctors.
So he stared at the man who came with some presumptuousness and smiled, and was even ready to reveal his identity if necessary, or to attract or suppress this beautiful man.
When the man approached, Song Jian opened his mouth and asked, "Where is home?"
” The man asked indifferently, "Song Jian?"
” Song Jian was lost by this rhetorical question, and his heart tightened, and he said, "You recognized the wrong person." ” The man's beautiful face was more cold, and he said: "Song Jian, corruption, careless of human life. ” Song Jian felt a chill in his heart, and fear surged like a tide.
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His gaze crossed over the man's side and saw Xin Laoqi in the distance.
He has a good memory, so he remembers Xin Laoqi.
Xin Laoqi was also looking at him coldly, letting the crowd pass by, his eyes firmly locked on him.
"Nope!
This official wants to see His Majesty!
” A scream came from the long street, causing everyone to look.
Then they saw a beautiful man kicking twice at a rapid pace.
Although the distance was different, some people could hear the sound of bones breaking, and some people could only judge what happened to Song Jian based on his screams and extremely painful face.
But everyone was stunned by this sudden occurrence.
Just as Song Jian was about to fall, Ye Luoxue said in a low voice: "Later, someone from Dongchang will come to invite you." ” The severe pain made Song Jian almost unable to speak, but he still roared: "Xia Guan is guilty!"
” Since Dongchang is ready to arrest him, why is he still committing murder on the street?
This is revenge!
Revenge for everyone to see!
It must be Fang Xing!