[Rat cat] The legend of Lou Xiaochong

After a lively scene, it is always like fireworks flying into the sky, and the splendor is splendor, but just after it dazzles the eyes, it disappears without a trace.

Zhan Zhao walked on the way back to the yamen, listening to Bai Yutang behind him deliberately making a noise and chasing after him.

It was only two streets away before I could see the stone lions in the Kaifeng government office, and the backside suddenly became quiet.He stopped and turned to look.It turned out that Bai Yutang was stopped by a traveler, and was opening an envelope there.

"... Zhan Zhao, my third sister-in-law is about to give birth, so I'm afraid I have to go back to Xingkong Island." Bai Yutang hurriedly finished scanning a page, and looked at Zhan Zhao apologetically.

"Very good." Zhan Zhao nodded and clasped his fists in an attitude of "let's just leave it at that".

Bai Yutang stared at him for a while, then sighed: "At first, I thought that if I could stay here begging for nothing, and help you a little bit, maybe you would be able to calm down slowly." In fact, he was I wanted to say "I was almost drunk on the night of the New Year's Eve, and it was not intentional to say less than nine points", but when I said that, it was like trying to defend myself when I was clearly wrong. Let Zhan Zhao look down on him.

Zhan Zhao didn't say anything in the end, he just casually told him to be careful on the road according to the situation, and then turned and went back to the office.Leaving Bai Yutang alone, he folded his arms and looked up at the fireworks at the corner of the street for a while, and when the fireworks were almost over, he went back to the inn to rest by himself, and prepared to go on his way at dawn.

Let's say that Zhan Zhao came back to the yamen and went to Mr. Bao to report what he saw and heard that night in detail. He said something solemnly, but Mr. Bao at the top and Mr. Gongsun at the side stroked their beards and laughed at each other.

After laughing enough, Mr. Gongsun stood up and poured water, and handed Zhan Zhao a bowl: "Just boil it, drink it slowly—Guard Zhan is young after all, isn't that how princes and nobles get along with each other? No matter how much he complains, it's as sweet as honey when it falls on his mouth; I just didn't expect that young hero Bai, after learning this trick, he has a good appearance, so cute."

"Bai Yutang in the empty island, the one who is friendly with Zhan Huwei?" Mr. Bao thanked Mr. Gongsun for the tea, and thought for a while, "I should have discussed with the Eighth Prince how to use that person's words. According to this government, he doesn't seem to have such a temper."

"It's bad, it's bad." Gently waving his hands, Mr. Gongsun smiled meaningfully, "It's nothing more than four words, people, words, ghosts, and words. If you really have the heart, you can get started very quickly. I have been a student for half my life. Even if you don't dare to talk too much about people who know you, there are always thousands of them; but the one who really knows how to be honest and honest, and can't talk nonsense, counts as an old man—" This refers to Bao Zheng, "a little boy ——" Now he pointed at Zhan Zhao again, "It's just you two!"

After being teased by Mr. Gongsun, Mr. Bao smiled as if he was enjoying it, so Zhan Weiwei had no choice but to smile and nod in recognition.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moon moves fast.After undressing and taking a rest for a while, the year is over.

After the year was over, the kings also returned to the city.Although there are a lot of cases of cheating, kidnapping, stealing, smashing, and robbery taking advantage of the crowd, these cases are not serious under the high-hanging mirror of Mr. Bao, and they can be judged clearly while drinking soup and eating rice.Of course, that's the way it is said, but Mr. Bao delays eating every day in order to get promoted and settle the case, which makes Aunt Zhang in the kitchen go to Mr. Gongsun three times a day to sue him.But these are all trivial matters.

In short, during the period from Chinese New Year to the beginning of spring, there were no major cases in Kaifeng Mansion.

Zhan Zhao is in a hurry, Kaifeng is fine, but the world is busy.It didn't come to him until Mr. Gongsun sprinkled water on his asparagus bamboo and told him some old stories with a long history and no age.It turns out that the emperor did nothing, and the Lingtai cleared itself.The founding of the Great Song Dynasty did not leave much room for the outer feudal kings to make troubles; moreover, the use of Kaifeng Mansion and his Zhan Zhao to investigate the case may not necessarily mean that they have forgotten this one - under the throne In addition to raising cats, he also kept a group of vicious dogs and horses.

This matter is a little more heart-warming, and it will be February [-].Maybe it was rare for the mansion to stew pork head meat, and after eating a few more mouthfuls of meat, it was impossible to melt it down, which made Zhan Zhao sleepless all night.

For the next few days, Zhan Zhao will have nightmares.Suddenly I dreamed that the northwest border was in an emergency, and thousands of miles rushed to help;He was always so startled that he would sit up in the middle of the night with cold sweat all over his back, and after a few days, he would catch a cold and sneeze.

Who is Nan Xia Zhan Zhao?Among the top martial arts practitioners, it has always been said that they are only injured and not sick.When he caught cold suddenly, everyone in the house was shocked.For this reason, Mr. Gongsun specially took his pulse, and finally frowned and said: "Guard Zhan has been thinking too much recently. According to the student's opinion, the most important thing is to calm the nerves and make up for it."

Speaking of calming the nerves, no matter what polygala, acacia, or schisandra, the best thing is to teach that person to relax.

It was a coincidence that Mr. Bao took advantage of the fact that there were not many cases that day, so he cleared it up early, so he took out a small piece of silver and asked the kitchen to bring a table of good wine and food. He called Zhan Zhao, the four captains, and the seven sons of Kaifeng. They sat around the big table and raised their glasses to celebrate.

Those who received the congratulations were the two most important people in this mansion - Mr. Bao and Mr. Gongsun.The two of them have known each other for 15 years and have worked together for [-] years. They have always been so polite before others and harmonious after others.

At this table, Mr. Bao is the one who speaks first, whether it's speeches, drinking or eating, it's all from his old man; The toasts continued, but everyone didn't dare to ask him to toast even because of his poor drinking capacity.The five young people who came to accompany them were all cautious at first, considering the etiquette and order of teeth, you pushed and let me go; after drinking for three rounds, they let go, especially Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who almost stood on the stool spell wine.

Three minutes drunk.Gongsun Ce filled a glass for Mr. Bao who was beside him who was laughing non-stop, and stood up by himself.He passed behind Bao Zheng, and when he got to Zhan Zhao, he suddenly staggered, pressed the edge of the table and sighed, "I'm old and old, I won't be sober after drinking too many cups..." Zhan Zhao hurriedly helped Mr. Gongsun, Seeing that he was going out in a happy mood, it was not easy to stop him, and he was afraid that he would fall, so he had to support and accompany him all the way to the backyard corridor for a walk to blow the air.

Mr. Gongsun doesn't drink much, so he wakes up when he sees the wind.Now his gait became steady, his eyes became clearer, and he took Zhan Zhao back to his little pharmacy to rest and warm up.But when he speaks, he still smells of alcohol slightly.

Zhan Zhao helped to turn on the brazier, listened to Mr. Gongsun recite a few poems, and sang a song while knocking on the table.When he came over and sat down, and poured tea into the two cups, Mr. Gongsun grabbed him and said earnestly: "You are a young boy, I don't know where the bitterness of this life is! In fact, there is no mutual friendship, right and wrong, right and wrong. ?As long as you can live up to your conscience, just do it according to your will! Hear it and do it—the Master taught Ran Qiu, it’s probably the same!”

"Sir, Zhan doesn't quite understand..."

"You don't need to understand! If you seek to understand everything, you will end up confused!" Although the wine today is not strong, it has stamina.Mr. Gongsun's eyes seemed to be tired again, and he leaned back in the armchair and hummed and sang to the beat.

Zhan Zhao had no choice but to help Mr. Gongsun to rest. When he came out again, he caught up with the four captains singing and punching back to the room.It turned out that the banquet in the hall over there had also dispersed, he looked up and saw that the sky was already dark, no wonder.

After all, Zhan Zhao was the only one who wasn't drunk today.Lying on his own bed at night, Zhan Zhao counted with his fingers.The first month of this year has been really busy.Ah, by the way, I haven't spared time to go back to my hometown to add some soil to my parents' graves, so I have to take some time off to ask for leave.But now the teahouses and restaurants in the streets and alleys are full of scholars who came for the exam, and in a few days it will be the big exam in Chunwei.

Maybe it's a problem with wine and meat. The insomnia and dreaminess since February [-] gradually improved after eating Master Bao and Mr. Gongsun.Zhan Zhao is still diligent for the public, goes to bed early and gets up early, and wakes up full of energy every day.If there are any shortcomings, it is probably because the weather is still in the early spring. Although the bed is spacious, it is not warm enough.

Besides, on this day, the scholars left the field, rubbing their shoulders and beating their hands one by one. I went to the residence.Not a big mess.Guard Zhan stood outside the crowd and looked around for a while, when suddenly a peddler approached and stuffed a letter into his hand.There was a big picture of a white mouse on the cover, with its beard cocked to the left and tail to the right, with a lively air.

Really, just a moment ago when I thought about it, I came here.Zhan Zhao found a corner where no one was around and looked at it carefully. The mouse was written in a lively manner. It should be his third sister-in-law who gave birth to a big fat boy and became a little uncle to announce the good news?

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Zhan Zhao opened the envelope and took a look. He first addressed it as "Brother Yan" and signed it as "Uncle Jin Mao" at the end. The flamboyant seven and a half lines, babbling about love for children—it was obvious that the peddler who delivered the letter was confused, and at the same time knew himself well. , I handed over a letter with the surname Yan by mistake.

Neatly folded flat letter papers, carrying them in his bosom, Zhan Zhao decided to go to Mr. Bao to report: Taibai Building has been frequently drunk and rioting recently, so they should be called the five masters, and they must be ordered to rectify in person.

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Uh, the above is really something that has nothing to do with the text, it's purely the author's imagination...

By the way, at the beginning of this article—I mean before I started writing—there was an outline, and the outline marked the end of Chapter 42.Well, it's a shame that I didn't finish it on schedule, but this article is indeed coming to an end, and it's entering the closing stage.

Lie on the ground, in fact, meow, this guy is not good at writing emotional dramas. When it comes to love, the rhythm is not right [I can see it] So the next article will definitely outline carefully and mark the emotional lines before starting to write, and it will still be written from modern times. Let’s start with the version, after all, modern people’s psychological conditions are more or less familiar [To sum it up in one sentence, I would like to thank readers who patiently read my childish and messy mouse and cat story, I love you TUT]