The First Yamen of the Great Song Dynasty

Without further ado, that night, the notice board was quietly erected.

Taking advantage of the dark moon and high winds, one person took the paste, quickly pasted the article and ran away.

Soon, people who lined up to buy tickets at night found this extra notice board, thinking it was a note posted by the organizer, but when they got closer, they found that it was an article.

Lifting the lantern and reading it, I was immediately overwhelmed.

Some people are popular but just about to tear it up, a guard who guards the bulletin board grabs his wrist, "You can't tear it up, this board is for everyone to express their opinions. The master ordered that anyone can post articles here."

"Then let this kind of bullshit article be displayed?"

"This is what you think, but I think it is well-founded. If you are not convinced, you can refute him. Just write it and paste it next to this article." The big man replied as instructed.

"Okay, wait, tomorrow, no, I will write an article to refute this nonsense!"

Among the irritated crowd, everyone who could read and write raised their fists one after another, eager to try.

Some people have even started to beat the manuscript, thinking about how to criticize this article as much as possible.

-

Gao Ming came out of Murong's house, and was immediately sent to see a doctor as soon as he returned to Gao Mansion.

A gray-haired, experienced doctor, a veritable old Chinese doctor.

And the result of the diagnosis is also very simple, one word: imaginary.In a word: Ya Nei, you are really hypocritical.

Gao Ming was not surprised at all. It is impossible for him to recover from a serious illness without emptiness, but it is clear that the old Chinese doctor’s emptiness has another and deeper meaning.

"Be economical, Ya Nei. If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Now they will be directly burned to a bare mountain, and there will be no need to burn them in the future."

Gao Ming could only bite the bullet and listen to the doctor's advice, "Yeah, I'll burn it later."

Early the next morning, Gao Ming drank a bowl of decoction and went out with bitterness in his mouth. He happened to meet Gao Qi in the yard who was about to go out in a sedan chair.

Knowing that his son drank the soup, Gao Qiu felt relieved and was about to speak to his son.

Gao Ming raised his eyes to look at his father, said in his mouth: "It will be burned later." Then he drifted away with a bitter face.

Gao Qiu froze on the spot in bewilderment, "What will be burned in the future?"

-

Among the students of the Imperial College, some lined up to buy football tickets in the middle of the night, and some stayed up late to write articles, so they either fell asleep or yawned in class.

However, Gao Ming, a former laggard, became one of the few who listened attentively and energetically.

The doctor doubted life while giving lectures.

What is the situation?Why is Gao Yanei more serious and studious than others?

Can our Guozixue be better?

-

After school, Gao Ming didn't dare to run around and went back home directly, because there will be a holiday in a few days, so it won't be too late.

As soon as he entered the door, the servants came to report that when a person claimed his surname, he only listened to the order of the yamen, and did not dare to neglect, so he arranged to wait in the living room.

Gao Ming knew it was Shi Qian, so he went straight to the living room.

Shi Qian obviously went through a lot of dressing up, his hair was combed meticulously, and his clothes were also in a complete set.

Gao Ming smiled casually, "The style of dressing has changed."

Shi Qian said: "The villain works under the yamen's door, he is no longer an idler on the street, so naturally he can't embarrass the yamen."

Gao Ming sat down on the chair and asked Shi Qian to sit down too, but Shi Qian didn't move, he was still standing, Gao Ming didn't let him go.

"It seems that the person I asked you to investigate has a clue, otherwise you wouldn't have come."

Shi Qian hurriedly said: "The villain has already found out, otherwise he would not dare to bother the yamen. Yanqing, a famous mansion, has lived in no fixed place since he came to Beijing. He only lives in three tiles and two houses. Those who sell singing and laughing Everyone is willing to pay for him.”

Three tiles and two houses are synonymous with entertainment venues.

"That's good, to tell you the truth, I heard that Hebei Yanqingqiu played well, and I have been looking forward to him. But he played late in the game, and he never showed up, and he was nowhere to be seen. I am worried that he will return to Hebei Daming Mansion Now. Since he is still in Beijing, I am relieved."

Shi Qian couldn't help being moved when he saw that Gao Ming was honest with him.

Don't care about his identity as a thief, boldly use him, there is probably no second one in this world.

Shi Qian volunteered, "Is there any order from the yamen? I'll do it right away."

"Hmm..." Gao Ming thought for a while, "Go and find out where Costin is sold."

Haidongqing is a kind of eagle with a heroic appearance and a good helper for hunting. However, this thing is a special product of the Kingdom of Jin. I don't know where it is sold in the Central Plains.

Naturally, he did not seek Haidongqing to play for himself, but planned to give it to Huarong. After all, Huarong "loves to let Haidongqing go, and he also rides bad horses."

Gift giving has to be what you like.

Hua Rong fished him back from Lu Zhishen's hand, and helped him find his fan again. He had to pay back this favor.

Shi Qian took the order and was about to go down when Gao Ming stopped him, "Wait a minute, I forgot to say last time, return the cat in the warehouse."

Shi Qian couldn't help but look pained, "The Yamen..."

Gao Ming saw the other party's expression, he could only sigh, "That's all, you have a good life."

"Thank you Ya Nei." Only then did Shi Qian go down happily.

-

Finally it was the holiday again, Gao Ming and Murong Yanze went to the Cuju field early in the morning and picked a good place to sit down.

It was still early, there was no official opening, and it was still in the singing and dancing session.

Murong Yanze shook his fan and tugged at his neckline, "It's too hot today. I can count it as the hottest day in summer." After speaking, he glanced at Gao Ming, "Aren't you hot? Why are you still so hot?" Little face pale?"

Gao Ming lazily typed back, "Because I'm ignorant." He leaned on the back of the chair and looked around for the purpose of strolling. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure, which turned out to be Hua Rong, who seemed to be looking for the seat number.

Gao Ming leaned forward and waved at him, "Hey, I have a free seat here, come and sit here."

When Hua Rong saw Gao Ming and the others, he walked straight up to him, not politely, "Thank you, my ticket seat is too far back, and I'm trying to find a better seat."

"Sit wherever you want."

Gao Ming and Murong Yanze have positions on the left and right.

Hua Rong was naturally more familiar with Gao Ming, so he sat next to him.

Gao Ming opened his fan and handed it to Hua Rong, "Are you hot? If you don't have a fan, use mine. I'm weak. I'll get cold when I lie down." He said, returning to his lazy posture.

Huarong saw that the animal painted on the fan this time was not the half-goat, half-camel animal from last time, but a fat yellow animal that looked like a mouse or a rabbit, with a particularly strange tail that was bent. of.

Hua Rong couldn't help asking curiously: "What is this?"

"It's a Japanese beast that can discharge electricity."

"..." Hua Rong silently pushed the fan back to Gao Ming, "I don't need it, you better put it away in the Yamen, don't let the thieves see it and steal it. When I came in, I saw the noise on the notice board, Many people gather, and when there are too many people, it is inevitable that the crowd will be distracted.”

The popularity on the bulletin board is getting higher and higher day by day, and it is said that a new profession has been born - a reading master.

The loud and literate ones read the posted articles to everyone in front, and the onlookers rewarded them according to their mood. It is said that their daily income is quite generous.

And everyone found that only the masses were the mainstream. Many people could not understand the well-written articles after reading them aloud. Therefore, more and more articles were half-literate, or simply vernacular. The writing was humorous, comparable to Tianqiao storyteller.

In the early hours of this morning, Gao Ming quietly sent someone to post an article to the effect: A relative of mine knows Yan Qing from Daming Prefecture, Hebei Province, and he has signed up for the competition.

A few short texts were posted next to it, to the effect: Yes, yes, he is famous in our Daming Prefecture, and our whole family came to Tokyo to buy tickets to watch his game.

They have been scolding for the past few days, and suddenly came out with a blunt compliment, which attracted the attention of the onlookers, and they couldn't help but look forward to this Yan Qing.

At this time, Murong Yanze asked Gao Ming: "By the way, Yan Qing, whom you have been talking about all the time, will compete today, right? I want to see what is so special about him."

"You will know after a while, the appearance and appearance are first-class."

Murong Yanze said disdainfully: "The competition is about football skills, not about choosing the oiran. What's the use of being good-looking."

"You're so short-sighted. No matter what kind of business you are in, good-looking people are more attractive than average-looking people and earn more." Gao Ming pointed forward with his fan, "Look, look, a contestant is on the stage Yes. Haha, coincidentally, Yan Qing is in the first group today."

Etiquette called out his name: "I invite Yan Qing from the Daming Mansion to come on stage."

I saw a 24-year-old man stepping up to the high platform with light steps. He was tall and slender, with a thin waist and broad shoulders.

Gao Ming's excitement was beyond words, "Let me tell you, I am very optimistic about him winning the championship!"

If there are Yanqing stocks, he must buy them in large quantities.

Murong Yanze's expression was indifferent, and he snorted softly, "Listening to you bragging about him, I thought he was some kind of fairy, but that's all."

"That's all there is to it, your vision is really high."

Murong Yanze said without shame: "I look in the mirror every day, so the standard is so high, I can't help it."

Tch, you are not as good as Huarong, Gao Ming grinned and looked at Huarong, hoping to resonate with his narcissism towards Murong Yanze, but found that his expression was serious, staring at the field intently.

At this time, the etiquette reported the name of Yan Qing's opponent: "I invite Liu Mao, a contestant from Tokyo."

A slender man stepped onto the high platform. He was not tall, but he looked agile.

When Gao Ming saw this man named Liu Mao, he couldn't help but feel his eyebrows tightened. This, this man looks quite like Hua Rong.

Murong Yanze sat up straight, turned his head to the right at the same time as Gao Ming, and looked at Hua Rong, "Do you know this person? He looks quite similar to you."

At this time, Hua Rong's brows were tightly clustered, and they looked at each other without saying a word.

After a while, Gao Ming heard Hua Rong say, "Didn't the Yamen ask me if I was looking for someone before? Yes, I am indeed looking for someone, and I have already found it."

Gao Ming couldn't help supporting his forehead, thinking silently, in the future, he must verify his identity when registering, and it is strictly forbidden to use aliases and disguise himself as a man.