This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 32 The old bag has an idea

"Lu Xiaolang, what is this?"

Zhan Zhao pointed to the black jukebox with a curious expression on his face.

He's not the kind of idiot who sees the sound of a box and thinks, 'There's not going to be a little monster stuffed in it' or something.

But Rao still feels very strange.

"The mechanism handed down from the teacher's door can play the recorded voice repeatedly, which is not worth mentioning." Lu Sen smiled: "Please take a seat."

Zhan Zhao sat down according to the words, suppressed his curiosity, stopped looking at the jukebox next to him, put the golden stone sword in his hand on the table, and said, "I would like to thank Lu Xiaolang for saving his life."

"How to say?"

Zhan Zhao recounted what happened to him some time ago.

It turned out that he tracked Wushu to Songjiang Ferry, but happened to meet Wushu and came out of Trap Island.

At that time, Bai Yutang, the Jinmao Mouse, took his master's Cicada Wing Sword and cut off the arrow hanging on Ershu's calf. He was about to return the sword to the master's gate, but he bumped into Zhan Zhao.

Originally, it was not difficult for Zhan Zhao to suppress the five rats, but he did not expect that Bai Yutang would actually use the Cicada Wing Sword in his hand.

Without a weapon, Zhan Zhao was no match for Wushu at all.

In desperation, Zhan Zhao had to draw out the stone sword that Lu Sen presented on his back.

He thought that the stone sword could only block the attack of the Cicada Wing Sword three or four times, and then it would break, but after fighting for a long time, until the five mice were forced back, there was no problem with the stone sword.

Although the stone sword is not sharp, it is really tough.

Afterwards, Zhan Zhao not only forced the five mice back, but even seriously injured Bai Yutang, almost grabbing the opponent's Cicada Wing Sword.

It stands to reason that there are two wounded in the five mice, as long as they continue to track and entangle them, it will take several days to make them physically and mentally exhausted, and they should be able to capture the five people.

But suddenly he received a message from Bao Fu Yin ordering him to return to the capital of Bian.

"The Cicada Wing Sword that can block the third sword in the world, this must be a rare sword." Zhan Zhao gently pushed it down and said, "Zhan does not dare to be greedy, and ask Lu Xiaolang to take back this sword."

All warriors love swords and swords, and Zhan Zhao is no exception.

In his heart, he liked this sword to death.It's just a matter of personal philosophy, which makes him unwilling to take too much advantage of others.

Lu Sen pushed back the golden stone sword on the table and said, "Zhan Cao Tou, I sent the thing out, and you took it before, how can there be any reason to return it."

"But..." Zhan Zhao gritted his teeth.

Lu Sen interrupted him and continued: "Why don't you do this, my little female worker is very interested in practicing Qi in the inner family. I dare to ask Zhan Caotou if he has the kind of opinion that he has no sectarianism and no sectarian scruples, so he can spread it casually. Is it the method of practicing Qi?"

"That's true, but the rank is not high, and it is barely in the stream." Zhan Zhao thought for a while and said.

"Then how about using this method of qi training, how about this stone sword?" Lu Sen laughed.

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, then clasped his fists and said, "It's better to obey Zhan to be respectful."

He stood up, picked up the long sword again, put it behind him, and said happily: "Lu Xiaolang, I have to go back to Kaifeng Mansion to report to the Governor of Bao, so I won't bother you any more. When I'm clear about handing over my official duties, Looking for the secret, come visit again."

"It's easy to talk." Lu Sen also stood up, and then shouted to the outside: "Heizhu."

"Come on." Hei Zhu walked in from the outside, carrying a handful of raw vegetables, and handed it to Xiang Zhanzhao: "My husband is very careful, please accept it with a smile."

"Thank you." Zhan Zhao took the raw vegetables.This is a small gift for normal host-guest exchanges, and it should be accepted. He smiled and clasped his fists in thanks.

Then he turned around and left the yard under the guidance of Lu Sen. When he was about to descend to the foot of the mountain, he could still vaguely hear the sound of music coming from halfway up the mountain.

"Organization?" Zhan Zhao got on his horse and pondered: "Is it from Lu Ban or Guigu?"

As we all know, the disciples who can learn the mechanics must come from these two disciplines.

It's just... No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lu Sen was more like a person from the Ghost Valley.

While thinking about it, Zhan Zhao rode back to Kaifeng Mansion.There were many little ladies along the way, and the gourd woman on the side of the street gave him a wink, but he completely ignored it.

After returning to Kaifeng Mansion, he greeted many arresters and wanted to report to Baofu Yin on official business, but when he happened to meet his colleague Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao stepped forward to say hello and smiled, "Long time no see, Gongsun Master."

As soon as Gongsun Ce saw Zhan Zhao, he smiled and said, "It's just at the right time for Zhan Zhaotou to come back. Fu Yin Bao asked someone to make bacon in the backyard, and he's asking us to taste it together."

"That's right." Zhan Zhao smiled, he raised his right hand, and showed a small handful of raw vegetables in his hand to his colleagues: "A friend sent me some lettuce a while ago."

"Moxibustion meat wrapped in lettuce is a perfect match." Gongsun Ce smiled and clapped his hands.

The two walked side by side, and soon arrived at the backyard of Kaifeng Mansion, and then met Bao Zheng Bao Yin in the courtyard.

Bao Zheng was dressed in white clothes and sat on the main seat.

He has a white face and long beard, his body is slightly fat, his forehead is high and his face is square, giving people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

Zhan Zhao came forward, and after saluting, he wanted to announce his official business.

At this time, Bao Zheng waved his hand and smiled: "Zhancaitoufang is back, and the journey is exhausting. If there is no very important matter, we will talk about official business tomorrow. At this time, the government is closed, and it is rare to get together with colleagues. I will eat first and then talk about it."

In addition to Bao Zheng, there were a few arrests and small officials from Kaifeng House in the pavilion.

When everyone saw Zhan Zhao, they sat down and bowed their hands as a salute.

Everyone is very familiar, the etiquette is enough, it doesn't need to be serious.

What was surrounded by the crowd was a large charcoal stove with a square black iron plate pressed on it.

There is a cook next to him who is cutting the belly meat into thin slices, then placing it on an iron plate that has been greased with oil. in front of Zheng.

Bao Zheng was served, and the others came by themselves.

Seeing this, Zhan Zhao handed the lettuce to the Bao family servant standing beside him, and said, "Go wash it quickly and bring it up."

The servant immediately retreated with the lettuce.

Zhan Zhao and Gongsun Ce were seated, and the arresters moved quickly to make room for them.

All of Bao Zheng's confidants were present at the scene, and they didn't need to be polite. Zhan Zhao soon started chatting and laughing with them.

Not long after, the servant came over with the washed lettuce on a plate and placed it on the corner of the black iron plate.

At first, everyone didn't care too much. Although raw vegetables are quite valuable, they can still afford it.

Bao Zheng is clean, that means he is not greedy.

But he was actually very rich. The annual salary alone was almost equal to one month's tax in Hangzhou in the Northern Song Dynasty.

The top-level civil servants, almost all have this annual salary, and they can support a vote of people casually.

Bao Zheng has never been short of hungry soldiers. Kaifeng House arrests Kuai and other officials. In addition to the food and salaries issued by the imperial court, Bao Zheng will make up for it.

Raw vegetables, which they usually have every now and then, can also be tasted.

The catcher who was closest to the lettuce plate took a piece of lettuce and wrapped his freshly cooked pork belly. After tasting it, his eyes lit up: "Huh? This lettuce is very delicious. Mayor, can you try it?"

Bao Zheng even ate a few pieces of belly meat, but his mouth just got a little tired. He heard that he put a piece of lettuce wrapped in a piece of meat and tried it, but after chewing it in his mouth, he nodded again and again: "The lettuce I have tasted in the palace is all the same. It's not as sweet as this. Everyone, try it."

Bao Zheng is a minister who can participate in palace banquets from time to time. He has eaten a lot of good things. Even he said that it was good, that was really good.

So everyone put a piece of lettuce to try, and soon the leaves in the plate were cleared.

Everyone nodded and complimented.

Gongsun Ce asked, "Zhan Suotou, who sells this lettuce? I'll go buy some to take home later. The old man at home has no appetite recently, and he can't eat greasy food. I think it can help him appetize."

"This is a gift from a friend of Zhan Mou. He has a little planted in his house, and there seems to be no sign of selling it." Zhan Zhao smiled.

Gongsun Ce showed a regretful expression.

At this time, Zhan Zhao suddenly frowned slightly, thinking of Lu Sen's many miraculous things, he couldn't help asking: "Fu Yin, Zhan has encountered something recently, and I don't know how to deal with it, but I can give some pointers. Subordinate maze?"

Bao Zheng sat upright and looked at Zhan Zhao: "Xiongfei doesn't have to be so sensible, he can say anything he has to say."

Xiongfei is Zhan Zhao's word.

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, then raised his head and said seriously, "Xiaguan may have met a magician."

Everyone's chopsticks stopped, a little overwhelmed.

They had been following Bao Zheng for a while, and they knew that what Bao Zheng hated most was this kind of nonsense.

After all, a scholar pays attention to 'no words and strange powers', and under normal circumstances, they don't pay attention to these things.

In particular, the 'Book of Heaven' incident planned by the first emperor, the legacy of its consequences has not been completely eliminated until now.

During the Tianshu incident, Bao Zheng was young at the time, but he still clearly remembers that at that time, the entire Song Dynasty was madly cultivating Taoism and asking immortals, disregarding legal principles and human feelings, and was almost distorted.

As a result, the current ministers of the DPRK and China, as long as they are over 50 years old, do not have much favor for Taoist monks.

At this time, Bao Zheng felt a little sullen in his heart, but his good scholar's demeanor made him look like water on the surface: "Xiongfei is also a well-informed person, can't even you distinguish that person's tricks?"

"Xiaguan really can't tell the difference." Zhan Zhao looked ashamed: "Also, Xiaguan always thinks that person is a true magician."

Bao Zheng put down his chopsticks and faced the matter squarely: "Xiongfei, tell me, what's so special about that man?"

At the moment, Zhan Zhao told some things about his dealings with Lu Sen, and also talked about the square building and the jukebox that he had just seen.

Zhan Zhao's eloquence is very good, and the matter is explained in a straightforward manner, the catcher and the clerks are all heartbroken when they hear it, and they can't wait to go to the low mountain to see it.

But after listening to Bao Zheng, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "The old man was appointed as the governor, and the words of Xiongfei just now did not enter the ears of others, and everyone present must rot Xiongfei's words in their hearts. Also, except for Xiongfei, no one is allowed to go to Diaoshan to find that Daoist Lu, do you understand?"

Everyone's expressions froze, and they all folded their fists and bent over and shouted: "Xiaguan listen to the order."

Then Bao Zheng stood up and said, "Continue, Xiongfei come with me."

The two left the backyard and entered the study not far away.

Bao Zheng sat on the chair in front of the desk and squinted his eyes slightly. After a while, he said, "The Daoist Lu surname you mentioned lives in the low mountain, which is the back mountain of the Yang family's ancestral hall. Even that is related to the rise and fall of the family. The hinterland is given to others, and I want to come to the Yang family to know that there is something magical about that person."

In this era, even the smartest scholars still believe in ghosts and gods to some extent.

This is something that can't be helped, the limitations of the times.

Zhan Zhao did not speak, he knew that he was not smart, so he never showed off his cleverness.

Unlike a certain mouse, he just does things righteously.

Bao Zheng took out a small black box that looked very textured from the bookshelf next to him: "This is the first-class green tea given by the official family, you put on the official uniform, take my famous post, and go to the Yang family Xiang on my behalf. Mrs. She said hello and thanked the Yang family for their help to Kaifeng Mansion a few days ago. Besides, the old man was unwell and couldn't go in person, so I'm very sorry. If you see Mrs. She, remember to see if her condition has changed. "

Originally, Bao Zheng should have gone by himself, but he knew that he had an upright temperament and could not act, so to explore the truth, let Zhan Zhao go.

Moreover, Zhan Zhao has vacated his post as a third-rank military attache, and in terms of his superficial identity, it is not disrespectful for him to go to see the old lady She.

Zhan Zhao nodded, picked up the small wooden box and went out the door.

After an incense stick, Zhan Zhao appeared at the entrance of Tianbo Yang Mansion, explained his intention to Uncle Qi, and handed Bao Zheng's famous post.

He went to the study, saw Bao Zheng, clasped his fists and said, "The governor's gift has been delivered to Yang's house, and the old lady She said that she is not ill, and it is Marshal Mu who is meeting me."

Bao Zheng nodded: "Perhaps the old lady She has recovered from her illness, and the Yang family seems to be trying to hide this matter from too many people."

"Why is this?" Zhan Zhao was a little puzzled.

"Many people are thinking that the old lady She died earlier." Bao Zheng shook his head helplessly: "The Yang family was prosperous, the more people they offended. Now that they are in decline, there will be as many people. I hope the buildings of the Yang family will collapse. The old lady She is the only pillar of the Yang family. If she falls, the Yang family will fall."

Zhan Zhao understood: "The Yang family is delaying time, waiting for a turnaround?"

"The Yang family doesn't seem to want that Lu Daoren to be known by too many people." Bao Zheng stroked the long black beard on his chin: "Just right, the old man doesn't want Lu Daoren to be known by too many people, let alone his fame spread. Go to the palace. Xiongfei, do you think we can persuade that Daoist Lu to leave the Bian capital?"

Zhan Zhao's expression froze.

At this time, in Yang's residence, Yang Jinhua looked at the square glass bottle on the table, and then looked at the sparkling honey in it. She felt itchy, and she always wanted to pour it out and drink a few sips of water.

Mu Guiying joked on the side: "Don't be greedy, this honey will be sent to your eldest brother by the Northwest Army in a few days."

Mu Guiying and the old lady She have tested it. This bottle of honey can cure dark diseases in the body with just a little bit of honey. With a big cut on the hand, the blood is flowing. As long as you take a sip, the wound will heal immediately without even the scar. Leave.

This kind of healing good, of course, must be sent to Yang Dalang, who fought bloody struggles in the Northwest Army and wanted to win glory for his family.

"But it looks really delicious." Yang Jinhua rested her chin on the table and said weakly, "Mother, can I just take a sip? Just taste it."

"If you really want to drink, go to your Lu Xiaolang and ask him for it." Mu Guiying finally embroidered the peony flowers, and the next step is to embroider the mandarin duck red hijab.

Yang Jinhua sat up straight and glared at Mu Guiying angrily: "What my Lu Xiaolang, I have nothing with him. Mother, how can you smear your daughter's innocence out of thin air!"

At this time, the old lady She walked over, and the maid Xiao Tao was holding a blue burden bag in both hands.

"Just now, I was thinking of asking Jinhua to send the thank you gift to Lu Xiaolang." The old lady She leaned on the cane, walked to the chair and sat down: "Since Jinhua dislikes Lu Xiaolang, then I will let Xiao Tao send it on behalf of the old man. "

"No!"

Yang Jinhua snatched the blue bag from Xiao Tao's hand with one hand, groaning angrily.

Then she was stunned again, and her pretty face turned rouge red under the teasing gaze of the two elders.

In the end, she grabbed the burden, covered her face with her hands, and ran away.

(End of this chapter)