There is a large slope in the south of Wulian Mountain. It is in a secluded location, but the slope faces the sun. The sunshine is very good and the field of vision is very broad. You can overlook most of Kaifeng City.

On this slope, a small manor was built.

Different from ordinary manors, the courtyard walls of this manor are made of vines. At this time, the roses are in full bloom, and the fragrance can be smelled from a long distance.

Zhao Zhen, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, who was dressed in commoner clothes, took Nangong Ji, the leader of his imperial guards, and followed the scent of flowers to find this beautiful manor hidden in the mountains and forests.

"Wow!" Zhao Zhen looked at the "Yefu" plaque hanging on the flower wall and couldn't help but admire, "What a great place!"

Nangong looked around and saw that judging from the construction of this manor, it should not be built in a short time. These vines have been growing for at least ten or twenty years. In other words, it is unlikely that it can be built temporarily.

...and the Emperor’s trip here was decided at short notice, so the possibility of this being a trap is less than 30%.

Nangong was distracted for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, Zhao Zhen had already run to the gate of the manor and was about to knock on the door.

Nangong is so powerless - this emperor is harder to take care of than an abandoned animal!

But before Zhao Zhen knocked on the door, the door opened with a creak, and an old man came out with a broom. He was stunned when he saw two people standing at the door.

Zhao Zhen was also stunned. The three of them stood staring at each other for a while. The old man clapped his hands and said, "Ah! Are you two here to work?"

While Nangong frowned and shook his head, Zhao Zhen nodded with a smile, reaching out to hold Nangong's shaking head, asking him to nod with him.

The old man smiled brightly and said, "Hey, the notice for part-time workers has been posted for several days, and someone has come."

"Fu Bo!"

While chatting at the door, voices came from inside the door, and a young scholar about the same age as Bao Yan ran out. It was Yeqin, the young man who had just argued with the Imperial City Army at the intersection.

Yeqin, wearing a coarse cloth hat and a feather duster in his hand, ran out and asked, "Are the day laborers here?"

Uncle Fu nodded and pointed at Zhao Zhen and Nangong at the door.

"Great!" Yeqin reached out and took off the hat, patted it, put it on Zhao Zhen's head, and handed him the feather duster.

Nangong squinted his eyes and was looking at the hat on Zhao Zhen's head. Uncle Fu had a broom in his hand.

"Well done, well done!" Uncle Fu called them in, "By the way, do you two know how to read?"

Zhao Zhen and Nangong both nodded.

"Oh!" Uncle Fu and Yeqin looked at each other, with happiness written all over their faces, "Then let's start working today! Today's half day counts as one day! It doesn't matter how much you pay!"

After saying that, the two of them hurriedly closed the door, as if they were afraid that they would escape.

Nangong looked at the old man and the young man, and judging by their attire, they must be the housekeeper and the young master.

Looking at the size of this manor, it should be from a large family. How come they can recruit workers so casually? They don't even ask about their identity... And the smile doesn't look like they want to pay the workers. It's more like the owner of a black shop is catching a lamb to be slaughtered -

—A bit suspicious!

Zhao Zhen didn't care about this. He took a feather duster and asked, "What kind of work do you want to do? Do you need to know how to read?"

Yeqin said to Zhao Zhen, "What, my father wants to organize the study, warehouse and ancestral hall."

Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up - Oh? Could it be that his father also forgets his worries?

Nangong frowned - this dad doesn't feel easy to deal with...

When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Uncle Fu whispered to Zhao Zhen and Nangong, "My husband is a very good man, but he is picky. You two, please bear with me."

After saying that, he pushed the two of them into the yard, and the young housekeeper ran away easily.

Zhao Zhen and Nangong entered the courtyard together, and were startled when they looked up... They saw several large tables in the courtyard, with perhaps thousands of books piled under the tables.

A young man who looked like a scholar was sorting out the books, putting the damaged ones aside, hanging the moldy ones on a rope to dry, and stacking the intact ones into categories.

Zhao Zhen and Nangong took a look at the back first, and both felt that... it looked a bit like You Lian, and a bit like He Yihang.

Zhao Zhen nodded to Nangong with satisfaction - I guess he can't be wrong!

Nangong was also a little unsure, he looked very young...and his martial arts was not weak...

"Qin'er, where did you go? Move these books in and put them on the bookshelf!" The scholar probably heard the footsteps, turned his head and pointed to a pile of books arranged aside.

However, neither Zhao Zhen nor Nangong agreed, but looked at the scholar's profile carefully - if he was about the same age as Bao Xiang, he looked a bit too young...

When no one answered, the scholar looked back and was slightly startled when he saw the two strangers standing at the door.

Who is this person? It was indeed Ye Wangyou who went to the pavilion to meet Zhan Zhao Bai Yu Tang that day.

Ye Wangyou stared at Zhao Zhen and Nangong for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Who are you two?"

Zhao Zhen looked at Ye Wangyou and replied, "Oh..."

"Ahem." Nangong cut off the Hu in time before Zhao Zhen said the word "I" and said, "We are here to be small laborers."

Ye Wangyou frowned slightly and began to look at the two of them. He first looked at Zhao Zhen from head to toe, then looked at Nangong and shook his head, "You two don't look like day laborers..."

While Ye Wangyou was observing Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen was also observing him. This man had an elegant temperament, but was not ostentatious. At first glance, if he didn't know You Lian or He Yihang, he would think he was quite "ordinary"

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But this kind of "ordinaryness" makes Zhao Zhen very satisfied.

Even Nangong was a little surprised. This kind of "ordinary" Nangong was familiar with. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty beside him had such a particularly "ordinary" temperament.

Nangong has been with Zhao Zhen for so many years and has met too many people, but he always feels that the most extreme form of intelligence is ordinaryness.

After forgetting a lot, he didn't say anything more and didn't seem to care. He pointed at a pile of books arranged on the table, "Qin'er has cleaned the bookshelf. Take all the organized books in and follow the instructions.

Place it according to the year.”

Zhao Zhen walked over and held the book. How could Nangong let him hold the pile of books? He had to help him get it.

But Yi Wangyou glanced at the palace and said, "Tall man, take down all the books drying on the shelf over there, pat them, and then sort them."

"Hurry up!" Ye Wangyou said while clapping his hands to urge them to work quickly. He said that after finishing the library in the afternoon, he would have to clean the ancestral hall in the evening!

Amid Ye Wangyou's urging, Zhao Zhen went to move the books and Nangong went to collect them.

The books were drying on the clothesline between the two shelves. Nangong was tall, so he didn't have to step on the bench to put them away. But Nangong's mind was not on the books, and he looked back at Zhao Zhen while putting them away.

Zhao Zhen walked to the table, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the pile of about twenty books on the table. He felt that they were not many, so he reached out to pick them up.

Nangong Xin was raised... Is it sinking?

Zhao Zhen successfully picked up a stack of books, looked around, and decided to go around the table.

Nangong Xin brought it up again...take the left leg first! Be careful to kick the corner of the table!

Zhao Zhen opened his legs, successfully walked around the table, and walked towards the study.

On the three steps in front of the study, Nangong "cough, cough, cough", coughing while patting the book.

Zhao Zhen looked back at him, and Nangong's eyes indicated - steps ahead! Steps! Look at the steps!

Zhao Zhen curled his lips, I'm not blind!

After walking steadily up the three steps, Zhao Zhen turned back and glanced at Nangong proudly, meaning - did you see it?

Nangong breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Zhen strode towards the study. Nangong turned around to collect the books, and then heard a "bang".

When Nangong turned around, Yi Wangyou, who was lowering his head to sort the books, also looked up...

When the Emperor of the Song Dynasty entered the study, he tripped over the threshold...and fell to the ground, with the books in his hands flying away.

Nangong originally collected a large pile of books and was about to send them over, but Zhao Zhen dropped them. By the time he realized what he was doing, he was already in the study room and all the books in his hand had been lost.

When Nangong entered the room, he squatted down and looked at Zhao Zhen, who was lying motionless on the ground. He thought he might have broken it. At this time, his only thought was to shout "Mr. Xuan", but unfortunately he couldn't shout out. Nangong felt his head was buzzing

Buzz, what if this falls out... The Song Dynasty is about to end!

While Nangong was struggling, Zhao Zhen moved and said, "Oh..."

Nangong quickly helped him up and looked at his face first - fortunately, he didn't hit the ground face first when he fell, and there were no injuries or broken teeth on his face.

Zhao Zhen got up while "Siha", sat on the ground and rubbed his chest, "It's really dangerous to fall to death..."

Nangong glanced at him helplessly and looked back to make amends, which meant that he was not stupid.

After resting for a while, Nangong helped Zhao Zhen up... Fortunately, he moved his legs and feet, and there was no problem. The clothes were a little scratched, but fortunately they were relatively thick, and the floor of the study room was made of wood, so there was no skin damage.

kind of place.

After careful inspection, Nangong breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he looked at Zhao Zhen who was standing there rubbing his nose in embarrassment. Inexplicably... Nangong felt a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been avenged... You also have today!

Zhao Zhen glanced at Nangong.

Nangong tried his best to control his expression.

Ye Wangyou shook his head and looked at the books on the floor. At this rate, he wouldn't be able to sort them until tomorrow.

Nangong patted the dirt on Zhao Zhen's clothes. Zhao Zhen waved his hand and asked him to go out and collect the books. He squatted down and picked up the books on the ground.

Nangong had no choice but to go out.

Zhao Zhen looked at the titles of the books while picking them up, and saw that they were all local chronicles, there were also many history books, and there were also many biographies of ancient sages.

Touching his chin, Zhao Zhen raised his head and looked at the books that had been sorted on the bookshelf. He found that Ye Wangyou's study was a bit similar to Gongsun's. They both collected books that were useful in certain aspects. Gongsun's study looked like it belonged to a doctor.

Study, and Wangyou's study, it seems that he should be a capable minister who is knowledgeable about the past and the present.
To be continued...