This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 47
The life of a prostitute is hard.

Even if it is a top-notch top player, it sets up various rules, picks up customers much less frequently than its peers, and earns much higher income, but in the end, it is inevitable to accompany people to sleep.

At least the dignitaries are here and can't be pushed away.

The young ladies in the brothel do not want to conceive children at will. Who will raise them when they are born?Then you must take anti-pregnancy medicine, but these medicines are very harmful to the body.

Zhao Xiangxiang followed Liu Yong, and she already had the consciousness of being infertile in the future. After all, her body and bones were poor, and Liu Yong was already old.

But neither of the husband and wife thought that Zhao Xiangxiang was actually pregnant.

Liu Yong has the expectation of inheriting his descendants, and Zhao Xiangxiang doesn't want to have a child. This is a maternal instinct.

So even if the doctor told Zhao Xiangxiang to hurt her body, she would most likely not be able to keep a child even if she was pregnant, and it would also cause great harm to the mother's body. Immortality would also cause a significant reduction in her lifespan, but she still wanted to gamble. To, to give birth to a child.

The cicadas were chirping outside, and Liu Yong and Zhao Xiangxiang both had an understated expression after they said what they just said.

Both of them have nothing to do with life and death. Zhao Xiangxiang is not afraid of death, and Liu Yong has made up his mind. If his wife does not have children because of his own selfishness, but no one is born, he will not live alone.

Lu Lin understood very well the desire and persistence of the ancients to have offspring.

He took out the honey from his backpack and smiled: "You should also know the effect of this thing. Mrs. Liu drinks some every day, half of it before giving birth. After giving birth, drink the other half."

To be honest, in Lu Sen's opinion, honey is not worth much.

The beehive in the yard can produce more than a dozen bottles per month. When he was at home, Heizhu and Ringo all mixed this stuff with water as a drink.

He may not care, but in the eyes of others, this thing is a magic medicine.

Especially Liu Yong and Zhao Xiangxiang, they both saw the curative effect of this thing with their own eyes.

Abruptly rescued Liu Yong, who was about to die.

Looking at the transparent crystal glass bottle on the table and the beautiful golden honey, Liu Yong took a deep breath, stood up, clasped his fists in both hands, bent over to salute, and said solemnly, "Lu Xiaolang is so kind, this old man has nothing in return. I can only be a cow and a horse in the next life..."

As he spoke, he was about to bow down, but Lu Sen supported him: "Liu Tuntian, you don't need to be so solemn, it's just a bottle of honey, you shouldn't be able to do this big gift, and you are older than me, how can you be considered an elder ."

"Lu Xiaolang saved my husband and wife twice and three times." Liu Yong insisted on paying homage, but he was an old man and a weak scholar. Of course, his strength was not as strong as that of a young man like Lu Sen. Give up: "How dare I, Liu Yong, live with my elders again."

Liu Yong used to call himself 'Old Man', but now he calls himself 'I'.

This shows that he no longer takes it seriously that he is 40 years older than Lu Sensan.

"Am I supposed to help each other among friends?" Lu Sen sat down with Liu Yong, then turned to Zhao Xiangxiang and smiled: "Mrs. Liu, I'm a little hungry, but I can eat."

"Ah, I'm laughing, my concubine is confused, so I'll prepare." Zhao Xiangxiang stood up immediately, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and turned around and entered the kitchen.

Zhao Xiangxiang's tears were not for herself, but for the hope that the child in her belly would be born.

In addition, she also understood that Lu Sen deliberately avoided himself, and the latter seemed to have something to say to her husband.

She obediently gave a Wanfu gift and entered the kitchen.

After Zhao Xiangxiang left, Lu Sen turned to Liu Yong and said, "I don't know if Liu Tuntian knows about the recent election of the Wulin leader?"

"Of course I know. Hangzhou was preparing for this more than half a year ago." Liu Yong nodded: "The court's move is to absorb and differentiate warriors. It is indeed a good strategy, either Pang Taishi or the Eight Sage Kings. idea."

Although Liu Yong never became a high-ranking official in his life, his ability to serve as an official is still good, and he is extremely diligent.

It's just a pity that he has always been disliked by the officials, so even if someone recommends an official for him, he will be rejected by the officials. After several times, no one in the court is willing to propose Liu Yong.

But for the affairs of the DPRK and China, he can see clearly.

"The minister in charge of this affair is Sima Junshi."

Liu Yong's body leaned back slightly, and it was even a little incredible: "The official family actually dispatched Sima Zhongcheng? It seems that the court's attention to this matter is far beyond my guess."

Who is Sima Guang?

He was a civil servant with the same status as Bao Zheng, Ouyang Xiu and Pang Taishi.

"He was assassinated last night." Lu Sen smiled: "I heard that he was rescued by Zhan's arresting head at the critical moment. Fortunately, he was not injured."

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, then patted the table lightly: "It seems that some people don't want the imperial court to incorporate Jianghu people."

Lu Sen nodded: "Sima Junshi is an important minister anyway. If he dies in the hands of the Jianghu people, the court will carry out a large-scale encirclement and suppression of the Jianghu faction even for the sake of face, rather than appease and incorporate it. At that time, the Jianghu people will inevitably Being hostile to the imperial court, there are too many things to do in the bloody storm."

"Lu Xiaolang is also very good at official affairs." Liu Yong admired.

He could see that it was purely due to being an official for more than 30 years and being old and experienced enough.

As for the young man in front of him, he doesn't seem to be weak, but he can grasp the key point of the matter all at once. If someone supports him and becomes an official in the dynasty, he may be able to become a minister.

In fact, Lu Sen doesn't have a keen sense of politics. It's just that people in the information age have seen a lot of things.

When Lu Sen was young, it was easy to be rhythmized by junk news, but after reading the fake news, he stepped on a lot of pits, and he knew that everything had to wait for the bullet to fly for a while.

Lu Sen waved his hand and said, "I'm not good at it, but I've seen a lot of things like sowing discord and creating confrontation. Liu Tuntian, who do you think is secretly telling the story to corrupt the relationship between the court and the people of the Jianghu?"

"That's a lot." Liu Yong thought about it and said, "The two evil wolves in the north don't want me to be compatible with Song Zheng. As for my Song people, it's hard to say."

Lu Sen thought for a while and said, "Chai family?"

Liu Yong smiled: "It's possible."

"Dali?" Lu Sen asked.

Liu Yong nodded: "It's also possible, and I heard that Duan Wang's family in Dali is also half of the martial arts."

"Or some generals?" Lu Sen asked lightly.

Liu Yong immediately sat up straight: "What we can think of, the ministers in the court can certainly think of, maybe they think further than us."

As Liu Yong said, Sima Guang was sitting in the Hangzhou government office at this time, with a circle of magistrates standing in front of him.

Zhan Zhao was on the left of Sima Guang.

"This official is in good health. Fortunately, the arresting head rescued him in time." Looking at the local officials in front of you who were so frightened, he smiled kindly: "Back then, when this official built a fort and hoarded troops on the border, it was more dangerous than this. Much more, and nothing. You don't have to make a fuss."

Hearing Sima Guang's comfort, the local officials breathed a sigh of relief.

"The search warrant was withdrawn, and a notice was posted saying that the murderer had been arrested by the head of the show." Sima Guang's eyes swept over everyone, and then slowly continued: "The villain hiding in the dark has bad intentions, Silai It is to provoke the relationship between the court and the Jianghu people, and prevent the latter from attaching to our government. The more the enemy wants to do this, the less we can let them succeed. But in private, you have to cheer up and find a way to find out. Who is the murderer?"

All the local officials clasped their fists and said yes.

"Then let's go. Let's go to work!" Sima Guang stood up and said, "Guard Zhan came with me, and I have some arrangements."

The two entered the backyard of the mansion.

Green bamboos are planted in the yard, the breeze blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, and occasionally there are long fallen leaves swirling and falling slowly.

Sima Guang walked to the pool, stared at the rockery in front, and said, "Guard Zhan, things are a little troublesome."

"What else happened?" Zhan Zhao clasped his fists, a little surprised.

"We fell for the enemy's strategy of turning the tiger away from the mountain." Sima Guang was full of anger at this time: "While you were leading the hunt for people, a team of masked strongmen rushed to the official warehouse in the north of the city and placed them in the Among them, the lottery was stolen. This matter has not been reported for the time being, but soon, it is estimated that the whole Hangzhou will be known."

Zhan Zhao's eyes widened: "What?"

The Wulin League Leader Election Conference is equipped with a martial arts competition.

A sword that cuts iron like mud came out of the palace.

More than half a year ago, in order to make the Wulin League Leader Election Conference more widely known, the government carried out strong publicity propaganda.

All the prefectures have received orders from the Zhongshu Sect to tell all the martial arts sects under their control, or the clans with family traditions of martial arts.

For this reason, the county masters from all over the country almost made such a trip in person to inform the warriors of each family, which was exchanged for the huge election meeting of the martial arts alliance leader at this time.

And the sword that cuts iron like mud, called Qixing Longyuan Sword, is also a propaganda point in the public opinion offensive.

Now... this sword is actually gone.

There are still a few swords in the palace, but the problem is... from Bianjing City to Hangzhou, even if the horses and whips are fast, it will take about ten days to bring the swords.

And that's not even counting the time it takes to get the message back.

Sima Guang turned around and said helplessly: "I heard that Zhan Guard has a giant sword, which is also a good sword, can it be used as a reward? you."

From a common sense, Sima Guang's request is reasonable and the best way to deal with the current predicament.

Zhan Zhao also thinks so.

But he said: "Sima Zhongcheng, Fei Zhanzhao is unwilling to offer the sword, but the Juque sword was cut off more than half a year ago. And although the Juque sword is a famous sword, it is not a sword."

To be precise, the current Juque sword is actually a 'brand' of the sword.

Just like the Longquan Sword and the Damascus Sword.

The Juque Sword is a special long sword with a thicker and wider blade.

The weight is slightly higher than that of a normal one-handed sword, and it will not have the length of a normal two-handed sword.

This kind of sword can be held with one hand, or it can be used as a two-handed sword with both hands, which is quite flexible.

Because the body of the sword is thicker, it is not easy to be damaged. Naturally, the Giant Que Sword has become a famous sword.

But after all, it is a mass-produced sword, and no matter how good the quality is, it cannot be compared to the real sword that has been built for more than ten years.

Then Zhan Zhao untied the stone sword behind him, and said, "As for this sword, it was given to Xiaguan by a friend, not a famous sword, nor a precious sword."

With that said, Zhan Zhao handed over the stone sword.

Sima Guang took the long sword with both hands, pulled it out of its sheath, and was stunned.

He found that the sword was actually made of stone, with a golden body and strange square patterns. After looking at it for a long time, it seemed that these patterns were constantly changing.

"This sword is really unique..." Sima Guang touched the edge of the stone sword and felt it was not sharp, so he returned the stone sword to Zhan Zhao.

The attack power of the stone sword is very low, only two points, and it is difficult to cut even ordinary wood.

But the durability is surprisingly high, a full [-] points.

Moreover, Lu Sen has tested it, and the durability of this stone sword wears out extremely slowly. Even if it is confronted with a hard object for a long time, it will not drop by less than [-]%.

This thing is not so much a sword, it is not a 'sword' shaped stone stick.

What's more, this thing is now used by Zhan Zhao.

When the inner air penetrates the wood, the wood will become a little harder.

Zhan Zhao's inner energy is great, and when he puts it on the stone sword, not only will the stone sword become a little sharper, but it will also become more tenacious.There is also this sword, which seems to be able to channel the inner qi without obstacles. It is far simpler than the iron sword to completely spread the inner qi over the sword.

In fact, this sword was in Zhan Zhao's hands. Although it took more than half a year, it did not reduce its durability even a little.

And Zhan Zhao's family heritage swordsmanship is heavy and solid, and he pays attention to suppressing people with momentum, so he uses a heavy sword like Juque.

The stone sword was quite heavy, and he was even more comfortable using it.

It can be said that the stone sword is not a good sword, but it is durable, heavy, and it is quite save when used by experts.

Ordinary Jianghu people wouldn't even look at it if they didn't have weapons.

But it fits perfectly with Zhan Zhao's family swordsmanship. It can be said that there is nothing in this world that is more suitable for him than this stone sword.

"Alas, the house leak happens to be raining overnight." Sima Guang shook his head helplessly, and then said, "Then I'll think of a way, Zhan catcher, you continue to find a way to find those villains who stole the sword, and take them as soon as possible. Arrest."

Zhan Zhao nodded and went out.

And Sima Guang immediately wrote a sealed letter, sent someone to the official post, and brought it into the hands of the Eight Sages.

The secret letter briefly explained what happened in the past two days, and asked the Eight Sages and all the ministers to pay attention to see if the generals had unusual actions recently.

Three days later, the Wulin Leader Election Conference will officially start tomorrow, and now a large number of people from all corners of the world have gathered at the foot of the Wulin Mountain.

But Sima Guang still couldn't find any treasures that could serve as the head of the martial arts conference.

It's not that there are no treasures in the huge Hangzhou, such as glazed cups, colorful trees and silver flowers (corals), and jade carvings of Hetian jade beauties, etc. These things can be replaced with a large yard in the center of Hangzhou, which is equally expensive. house.

It's just that these people don't like these things.

They also usually chase treasures and wealth, but they are not suitable to be regarded as the lucky draw of the martial arts conference.

Jianghu people will not admit these things, and will not think that these things are worthy of their competition in the largest martial arts competition today.

That night, Sima Guang was so worried that his hair turned white again.

"It really doesn't work, let's put a thousand pieces of gold on it as a lucky draw." Sima Guang shook his head helplessly, this was the best way he could think of.

But at this moment, Zhan Zhao asked to see him.

"Please come in." Sima Guang sat on the chair.

"Zhongcheng, have you found a lucky head to replace the sword?"

Sima Guang shook his head, his expression very helpless.

Even if this matter is not done well, the court will not demote him, but the impression of ineffectiveness will definitely remain among the colleagues in the hall.

Even the mere Jianghu people can't handle it!
Hearing this, Zhan Zhao clasped his fists and said cheerfully, "There is a solution to this matter."

"Really? What treasure?"

"Please allow Xiaguan to sell a piece of shit. Tomorrow, Zhongcheng can just sit on the main stage and watch, and Xiaguan will do it properly." Zhan Zhao said with his fists folded.

"This..." Sima Guang felt a little uneasy.

"Xiaguan is willing to issue a military order." Zhan Zhao knelt down on one knee to perform the official salute, clasped his fists with both hands, and raised his chest: "If the treasures I invite tomorrow cannot satisfy my friends in the rivers and lakes, Xiaguan will kill himself on the spot and give it to Zhong. Cheng."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Sima Guang agreed.

Zhan Zhao is the confidant of Kaifeng Mansion's old Bao. Since he has spoken to this point, he has to be given face no matter what.

It's just that Sima Guang is very curious, what is the treasure that Zhan Zhao invited?
(End of this chapter)