pet supervisor

When Xiao Lianzi woke up, he found that the emperor's shop was empty, it was cold to the touch, he must have been up for a long time.

Xiao Lianzi hurriedly dressed and got up, and went outside, where Xue Jing was sitting in the yard talking with Zhang Jian.

Seeing Xiao Lianzi, Zhang Jian's expression was not good. He couldn't figure it out in the middle of the night last night. How could he heal the emperor's illness?

Xiao Lianzi was also scared when he saw Zhang Jian. To be honest, he was scared when he saw the left and right prime ministers. Now, back to the court meeting, as long as he coughs, few civil and military people in the court would dare to speak. Last time outside Gongzheng Hall, he dozed off and was caught by Prime Minister You, who almost died!After that, he was even more afraid of Prime Minister You.

"It's almost three o'clock in the morning, it's better to wake up so late!" Zhang Jian said lightly.

The more indifferent the more frightening, Xiao Lianzi knew he was wrong, "Damn the servant, the emperor forgives me!"

Putting this matter in Xue Jing's heart, it was simply a trivial matter. Let alone Xiao Lianzi, even if he couldn't afford Xue Jing, he wouldn't say anything, but in the eyes of others, Xiao Lianzi was just a eunuch. A slave, it is absolutely impossible for a slave to wake up later than the master.

"Yuan Yi was joking with you, don't take it to heart!" Xue Jing signaled Xiao Lianzi to stand over.

joke?The emperor was blatantly eccentric, Zhang Jian was not a talkative person, so he didn't say anything else.

"Hey, it smells so good! Yuan Yi, have you heard it?" Xue Jing asked, his face fascinated, as if he really smelled something.

Xiao Lianzi moved the tip of his nose, and sure enough there was a refreshing fragrance in the air, the fragrance was fresh but not greasy, and it seemed to be sweet.

"What's this smell?" Xue Jing asked.

The monk on the side replied: "If you go back to the emperor, the peonies and peonies in the northwest of the mountain are blooming."

Zhang Jian said: "The taste can travel so far!"

The monk said with a smile, "Your Excellency Zuo doesn't know, there are a lot of these flowers. At this time of the year, many literati and inkmen come here to enjoy the flowers. I heard that there is another festival... that's right." , it's the Dust-seeking Flower Festival, and counting, it's just these few days!"

Xue Jing heard this, and couldn't help laughing: "It's interesting to search for dust at the foot of the temple mountain, just right, Yuan Yi, let's go and have a look together, and join in the fun!"

"I think it's wrong..."

"What do you think is right?" Xue Jing asked him.

This question stopped Zhang Jian.

"I think..." Zhang Jian wanted to say a few more words, but was interrupted by Xue Jing.

"Okay, I'll go as soon as I say. You ask a few people to accompany you and pretend to be ordinary people. We are going to join in the fun, so don't make a fuss!"

Knowing that Zhang Jian couldn't persuade the emperor, she sighed.

The emperor's behavior is perverted, he is greedy for pleasure, and does not think about making progress. It is no wonder that the government is controlled by Guan Shaoweng. It is really a tragedy for Zhao Guo!

"Your Majesty, are we going down the mountain?" Xiao Lianzi, who was wearing a green silk embroidered satin robe with his hair combed neatly behind him, looked like a handsome young man.

Xue Jing was very satisfied.

Leaning into Xiao Lianzi's ear, Xue Jing said mysteriously, "I'll take you to watch the excitement!"

Hearing that there was excitement to watch, Xiao Lianzi's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled up, extremely happy.

Peonies and peonies are the most beautiful, just like several screens facing each other, with iris, gorse, rose, brocade and other spring flowers dotted among them, all over the mountains and plains, intersecting with the sparkling lake water, surrounded by petals, butterflies flying, wandering Among them, there is a painted boat with red railings on the lake, and there is a hexagonal pavilion not far away. People walk towards the pavilion or step on the painted boat in twos and threes.

"The red crown and branches are topped with fairy skirts, and the emerald base is full of leaves." After the scholar shook his head, he was quite satisfied after reciting the poem.

"Good poetry! Good poetry!"

"Brother Li deserves to be the number one in the Xinxiang Township Examination. As soon as the gold list comes out, he will be on the rise in the future. It's amazing!" Another person boasted.

"A jug of wine in the forest, under the pavilion there are hundreds of flowers. The fragrance of hibiscus is warming up, and spring is coming." Another person continued to read a poem, and everyone praised him again.

"Oh! What a poem! What a poem! What a genius!"

"Brother Yan is so talented, he has already won two prizes in a row! This time, he might be able to win the top prize in the gold list. Even if he is not the top prize, he will definitely be among the top three. The future is boundless!"

Xue Jing in the painting boat drank a glass of wine and shook his head: "Yuan Yi, what do you think?"

Zhang Jian said: "It's really inappropriate to talk about it and speculate at will!"

Xue Jingjing nodded: "The poetry is not good either!"

Zhang Jian raised her eyebrows: "Master can write poems?"

Xue Jing shook his head: "Of course I can write..." Zhang Jian didn't believe it at all, and as expected, Xue Jing continued to say, "It's just that the writing is messy!"

Zhang Jian turned her head away, and sighed, it's really rotten wood that can't be carved!

"From two, how did you hear the poem just now?" Xue Jing turned to ask Xiao Lianzi. Xiao Lianzi was eating sunflower seeds when he was suddenly called out.

"Emperor...Master, I think you are right, master!"

Zhang Jian couldn't take it anymore, so she turned her body away, what a pair of rotten wood!

At this moment, a drunken voice sounded outside, his words were vague, but he was full of confidence.

Get up at night and smell the aroma of wine, look at Mang Mountain and sigh for the cool night.

Fragrance seized half a cup of hesitation, and when I was young, the sky was empty and I regretted it.

Looking for spring from thousands of miles away, I have no choice but to look at the flowers and see them.

The red pins withered roots are left to be seen, and it is hard to be happy without seeing Ziming.

"Look, Ye Ke is drinking away his worries again!"

"Ham, isn't it just a failure? If he fails this year, he will succeed next year, but I guess based on his literary talents, he will not be selected ten times!"

"It's just a dream come true for the wild man in the mountains to want to go to high school!"

Everyone laughed and mocked wantonly.

In the boat, Zhang Jian felt sad when he heard this poem, and even wanted to see the poet who wrote it with his own eyes, but the emperor was in the boat, so he might as well go out and see what this person looks like.

"It's so strange that someone writes such a sad poem in such a spring mood!" Xue Jing looked at Xiao Lianzi and asked with a smile, "Isn't it?"

"What the master said is right!" Xiao Lianzi didn't understand anything, so he agreed.

Zhang Jian didn't want the emperor, a vulgar person, to meet the poet writer, and was about to get off the boat alone, when Xue Jing said: "Chen Yi, invite the poet writer in!"

Zhang Jian showed displeasure, but there was nothing he could do.

Soon, Chen Yi was followed by a young man with a flushed face, who he said was a poet, but this young man looked like a sword-browed man, with a dignified appearance, eight feet tall, and quite heroic.

The young man was carrying the jug, and as soon as he entered the boat he yelled, "Who wants to see me?"

Xiao Lianzi's jaw dropped in shock.

Is this really a scholar?Still a juren!

Zhang Jian didn't expect that the poem lamenting bad luck just now was written by such a person. He looked at the other party without hiding his eyes, and was discovered by the other party immediately.

"You want to see me?"

The man came to Zhang Jian with big strides. Zhang Jian was standing and sitting on the other side. From Zhang Jian's point of view, the man was tall and mighty. He didn't look like a scholar, but a practitioner. Zhang Jian, who was usually stable, was frightened. Forgot to react for a moment.

"Hey, brother, talk!" the man asked again.

Zhang Jian was embarrassed!

Xue Jing laughed, he had already seen that Zhang Jian was dull and pedantic, and he would be helpless when he met a straightforward person who didn't know his prime minister status, as expected.

"It's me who wants to see you!" Xue Jing had seen enough excitement, and just now made a relief for Zhang Jian.

"Your poems are excellent!" Xue Jing was not stingy with words of praise.

That person saw that he was a handsome young man, but at another glance, the people in the painting boat were all well-dressed and had extraordinary looks, they were not ordinary people at first glance.

"Wonderful praise, Ye Ke in Xiamang Mountain, I don't know the surnames of several brothers!" The man lifted up the hem of his skirt, sat down directly, and put down the flagon he was carrying with him with a 'bang' sound.

This person acted like a person from the Jianghu, and Zhang Jian was dumbfounded.

"My surname is Gu, and each name has a capital character. This is Gu Jianlian, and this is Zhang Bold." Xue Jing introduced them one by one, talking nonsense.

Ye Ke looked at Zhang Jianrou's soft and weak appearance, and patted Zhang Jian on the shoulder, "Your name is Zhang Bold? Hahahaha!"

Ye Ke's hand was strong, and this time, Zhang Jian frowned in pain. He was extremely disappointed, and he didn't want to refute the name anymore, let's mess around with the emperor!

Xue Jing suppressed his smile, and chatted with Ye Ke: "I just heard someone say that Brother Ye is an examinee this year, why did he write such a sad poem? The Ziming in this poem must have a good relationship with Brother Ye." Bar!"

As soon as the words came out, unexpectedly, Ye Ke suddenly calmed down, his brows were clouded with gloom, and he sighed: "To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that brother Ziming is a friend I met in the capital. I am also an examinee this year, his name is Ziming, and his name is Xu Lang. Both of us failed in the test, and after failing, brother Ziming disappeared..."

Xu Lang!

Zhang Jian was shocked, there is such a coincidence in the world!

[The author has something to say: I don’t remember Xu Lang’s details, see Chapter 25, dreaming

The general meaning of the poem is.What did I do that went wrong (????ε%3F??)... (The writing is limited, please forgive me)]