The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Zheng Ping made a suit for Zheng Ling. She hasn't sewed for a long time, so as not to hurt her nerves.This time, I talked to Yunyan repeatedly, and said clearly that there was no problem, so I strictly controlled the time to do a little every day, and it took many days to complete.

Zheng Ling came to try it on, and he liked it very much, but there was one thing that he didn't think was right, it was a little too big.

Yun Yan didn't want to bother Zheng Ping anymore, so she took the clothes, "I'll change it for you."

Zheng Ling had seen Yunyan fix his oversized clothes with needles and threads before, but this was not the same thing as changing clothes, so he was a little surprised.Then I thought, if his mother doesn't do needlework very much on weekdays, and there are no servants in the house, needlework doesn't have to be done by someone. Could it be that Brother Yan really did it?

After returning home, I actually saw Brother Yan pick up the needle and thread, remove the thread and re-sew.

Yun Yan was sitting on the balcony working when he returned home, and Zheng Ling was also sitting next to him, holding the clothes and looking left and right, both happy and surprised, "Brother Yan, your hand is so clever, you can write with one hand Good writing, and such good needlework."

I really thought about it, this is also helpless, Brother Yan must have no choice but to do these things himself, so Zheng Ling felt sorry for him even more, holding Yun Yanhui's hand, he was speechless: "Brother Yan..."

Yun Yan looked at him inexplicably, and pulled back her hand, "What are you doing, just say something."

"Brother Yan..." Zheng Ling tried hard to look at Yunyan back, releasing the emotion in his eyes, why didn't Brother Yan see his love for his brother?

Yun Yan looked back at him still approaching, brought her face closer, and quickly fell back, "Are you crazy?"

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Zhao Yunchu accompanied the concubine to Daxiangguo Temple today to pray for blessings. He wanted to stay here for three or two days, thinking that he hadn't seen Brother Yan for many days, so he applied to his mother to come to Yunyan to go home to play.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked outside the house, he saw Yun Yanhui hugging someone on the verandah, with his arms on that person's back (in fact, he was pushing away), the back was very strange, not like someone he knew.

Zhao Yunchu suddenly felt uncomfortable, usually he wanted to pull Yan Ge'er's hand, Yan Ge'er was very unwilling to let go, saying that he didn't like being clingy with others, but now he was hugging other little brothers, it hurt him more heart!

Zhao Yunchu thought about it, then approached and called out aggrievedly, "Brother Yan."

Yunyan was about to drag Zheng Ling's clothes and tried to throw him away, when she heard a voice full of resentment calling herself, she tilted her head and saw that it was actually Zhao Yunchu.

"Hey...you're here." Yun Yan frowned, "Wait a minute, I'll throw this person away...Hey, Zheng Ling, if you do this again, I'm going to beat him."

When Zhao Yunchu heard that this little brother was actually Zheng Ling, and Brother Yan was actually resisting, a fire rose in his heart, and he stepped forward very bravely, grabbed Zheng Ling's shoulders and legs with both hands, and lifted him up sideways , threw it into the bamboo forest with a flick, and fell heavily on the thick wheat bran, startling several bamboo chickens into the air.

Yun Yan was dumbfounded, and he felt lighter, and then Zheng Ling flew out in a parabola!

Zheng Ling was sitting in the bamboo grove, and before he came back to his senses, when he got up, he was covered in bran, and he was so angry that he said, "Who, who dares to throw me away!!"

Zhao Yunchu: "I lost it!"

"You! Who are you!!" Zheng Ling roared.

But he didn't dare to rush over, this silly boy didn't know where he came from, his strength was terrifying.

Zhao Yunchu said angrily: "You don't care who I am, you are not allowed to bully brother Yan anymore!"

Zheng Ling: "Damn! Brother Yan and I are getting along very well, do you want me to mind your own business?"

Zhao Yunchu: "Nonsense, Brother Yan hates you to death!"

Yun Yan looked back and saw the two children quarreling, sweating, "Okay, okay, don't quarrel... Just now Zheng Ling was really playing with me, junior brother, although you are kind, but your strength is too strong It's big, but luckily he didn't hurt himself."

When Zheng Ling heard that the child was actually Yun Yanhui's junior, his expression became better, "It turns out he is Brother Yan's junior, then I don't blame you, Brother Yan is my younger brother, his junior is equal to He's my younger brother." The more he talked, the more he got into the role, completely acting like a big brother, "You kid is really strong, not bad."

Zhao Yunchu: "..."

Zhao Yunchu is very sad!It was agreed that everyone hates Zheng Ling, why did they quietly reconcile themselves_(:з」∠)_

"Come on, you." Yun Yanhui really couldn't see Zheng Ling's way of treating herself as a brother, especially when Zheng Ling said that his brother was slapping himself in the face.

However, in Zhao Yunchu's view, it was because Yun Yanhui and Zheng Ling had a particularly good relationship that he used such a casual tone.

At this time, Zheng Ling added a knife, "Oh, fortunately, the clothes are fine, Brother Yan just changed them for me."

Zhao Yunchu: "QAQ!!"

Zheng Ling: "Ah, Brother Yan, look at this child, why does he look like he's about to cry?"

Yun Yanhui walked to Zhao Yunchu's side very helplessly, rubbed his face, and comforted him in a low voice, "How old are you, don't cry, otherwise it won't be sweet at all."

Zhao Yunchu's face was rubbed, and he felt much better. He was still easy to coax, and now he held Yun Yanhui's arm and said: "I don't like him, brother Yan, look, he even copied yours." face." This person's eyes and face shape are very similar to Brother Yan's.

Zheng Ling was originally a bear, but when he heard Zhao Yunchu's uncontrollable words, he rolled with laughter, and said loudly: "Child, then I don't like you anymore. What do you know, I'm not a copycat." Face, this is because we have a good relationship! It's like two brothers!"

Zhao Yunchu: "You are really annoying, what two brothers, you can only be Brother Yan's son, grandson, great-grandson..."

Yun Yan waved her hand back, "Hey, don't be so polite, just be a generation shorter."

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Zheng Ling's classmates have recently discovered that this naughty student who was famous in the academy had taken some wrong medicine and became much better.Although reading is still commonplace, I won't fall asleep in class anyway, and I can practice calligraphy even if I can't listen to it.The rest time is even more terrible, and he doesn't even go out to play anymore. His old friends have asked him out several times, but they haven't made an appointment.

If there is a provocation from a classmate who doesn't deal with it, most of Zheng Ling can bear it, as if he wants to avoid fighting with others.

In the eyes of good students and gentlemen, they still think that Zheng Ling is a child to be taught, but in the eyes of Zheng Ling's opponents, this is clearly a great opportunity for revenge. Zheng Ling must have been severely disciplined by his father and dare not do anything. !

So this time when the rest day came, Zheng Ling's old rivals began to play around at the gate of the academy, stirring up Zheng Ling's emotions.

Zheng Ling thought about going to Brother Yan's house again today, last time because of that Zhao Yunchu, he couldn't spend the night there, because Yunyan replied that they were like fighting cocks, it's better to separate.This time Zhao Yunchu was not here, so he should be able to spend it happily, so he didn't want to mess around with them, who knows that some people don't have eyes and go to pull his clothes.

Zheng Ling took great care of the needlework made by Zheng Ping, and even couldn't bear to get stains on it, so as not to wear it too much after washing, so of course he was angry and jumped on it.

A few people were afraid that their husband would see them beating at the door, so they wrapped Zheng Ling and went into the alley. Zheng Ling's little friend saw that although Zheng Ling didn't go out to hang out very much recently, they were still brothers, not to mention that the other party was not good at it Yes, so I went to help.

Who would have thought that going into the alley would take advantage of Yun Yanhui's wishes—yes, Yun Yanhui is nearby.

Recently, Shuangyi started to learn weapons and stick skills, but the size of the ordinary long sticks was not suitable, and it was too light to be handy, so Yun Yan ordered a special short martial stick wrapped with iron on both ends as a gift for her, and she went to pick it up today.

Thinking of Zheng Ling saying that he would come back again on this rest day, he passed by the academy on the way, and simply waited for Zheng Ling, who would have seen the scene of Zheng Ling being provoked.

Yun Yanhui was very pleased that Zheng Ling chose to give in at the beginning, but later he couldn't bear it, and there was nothing wrong with doing it.So, after seeing them enter the alley, Yunyan patted Shuangyi back.

After all, Zheng Ling came so many times, no matter how much he owed beating, he was closer than those people. He belonged to his own people, and Shuang Yi couldn't wait long ago. She weighed the stick, "See if I don't beat those people's asses."

"Wait, don't be so violent," Yun Yan pulled the stick out of her hand, "Little girls, just slap them a few times, just to improve their memory."

"Okay." Shuangyi scratched her head and walked towards the alley.

As soon as she entered, those yamen thought she was a child watching the fun, so it was not worth mentioning.On the contrary, Zheng Ling showed an ecstatic expression, and said to his little friend: "This is their bad luck!"

From the fact that Zheng Ling was always injured before, they didn't say they were at a disadvantage, but they definitely couldn't suppress the victory. They would be injured to some extent, and the two sides were evenly matched.Seeing Zheng Ling's sudden excitement at this moment, everyone else was a little puzzled.

The next moment, a person from the opposite side flew over suddenly, Zheng Ling flashed, hit the wall and fell down.

The little girl who just came in rubbed her wrists, it turned out that she slapped him in.

The yamen turned pale with shock, looked at this girl, and then at Zheng Ling who was overjoyed, "Well, Zheng Ling, where did you find the helper, you are really shameless!"

Zheng Ling cunningly refused to admit it, "I don't know her!"

The girl also smiled and said, "I draw my sword to help when I see injustice."

Who believes it?They don't believe a word, okay!

How embarrassing to be whipped by a little girl, the yamen rolled up their sleeves and pounced on her.

Unexpectedly, the little girl held one hand, faced five or six teenagers without fear, and presented an overwhelming victory, "Whose face are you slapping?"

When Shuangyi came in just now, she saw someone slapping Zheng Ling in the face, because Zheng Ling and Brother Yan looked alike, so slapping this part was relatively unbearable for Shuangyi.

Although her palms were small, when she slapped these people's faces, it was as if she had slapped them with iron palms, and her face would swell up very high in just one slap.Zheng Ling and the others didn't have to do anything at all, they just folded their arms and watched these people being hanged and beaten.

"Woooo..." Finally someone couldn't help it anymore and ran out of the alley.

One ran, and the two also ran, and they all ran away. Shuangyi wanted to stop one or two, but he couldn't stop them all.

Shuangyi looked at the first person who ran to the entrance of the alley, and was about to sigh regretfully.

——Suddenly, an iron-clad wooden stick sticks out from the slanting stab.

The iron-clad wooden stick hit the man's waist and abdomen, and the man fell back with an "ouch", and was hit head-to-head and face-to-face.

The rest of the people still wanted to run, but the alley was such a big place, one person was guarding there with a stick, and it seemed like one man was in charge, and all the people who wanted to go out were whipped with sticks horizontally.

The people at the entrance of the alley laughed twice while holding their sticks, and raised their eyebrows, "Who wants to go out?"

Shuangyi was in a mess in the wind: "..."

Yunyan held the stick back and winked at Shuangyi.

Zheng Ling's friends were taken aback for a moment, then cheered and rushed over, "Where are you going!"

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Zheng Ling put Yun Yanhui's shoulders on his shoulders, his eyebrows danced, "It was so cool just now, wow ha ha ha ha!"

He has been fighting for so long, this is the first time he tasted the feeling of hanging and beating others, and he is almost powerless to fight back. Shuangyi stepped back on everything he remembered, or was hit on the head by Yunyan. At the end of the beating, he felt feel guilty.

Shuangyi has no sense of accomplishment at all, she beat those people like playing with a little white rabbit.But she was surprised by Brother Yan's performance!Ever since she was a child, Brother Yan had given her the impression that she was thinking quietly, so when Brother Yan took her stick away, she didn't think much about it, she really thought she was too violent.

Who knew, Brother Yan had already anticipated what would happen later, and deliberately guarded the alley with a stick!Although there is no move strength, but the efficiency is amazing!

Not to mention the way he said the phrase "who wants to go out" later, it was different from the past, it was too...too hooligan.

Shuangyi was both surprised and ashamed, it seems that fighting also requires brains.