"Playing Song"/Chunxi Di Xiao

Chapter 52

On the evening of the next day, there was noisy at the place where the royal family entered Beijing. The young child did not see his uncle after dinner, and his father said he would not take him out, and he was so sad that he cried loudly.

His mother, Gao, was both distressed and angry.

Gao scolded her husband: "You can't take him there?"

"This is not in line with the rules." Xiaotong's father sighed.

Xiaotong's father's name is Zhao Zongshi, and his life experience is a bit tortuous. Emperor Zhenzong took his father Zhao Yunrang to the palace to raise him, preparing to choose a time to make him the crown prince. He did not expect that the current official family was born, so his father was naturally sent away.

Nowadays, the government has lost its sons one after another, so the court officials suggested that the government adopt one from his father's knees. His father had many sons, and now there are 22. At that time, he was ranked thirteen and was selected to be raised by Empress Cao. Later, a few years later, the youngest son of the government was born, and he was sent back to his father like his father.

Unfortunately, a few years later, the youngest son of the official family died again.

Now Zhao Zong is actually serving as the Yuezhou Troupe Training Commissioner, but he is only a nominee and does not need to take office. This time he went to Beijing to celebrate the New Year of the government. In recent years, he heard that many people in the court wanted to re-report the old things and let the officials choose the crown prince from the royal family. Zhao Zong has a calm and peaceful personality and does not like to compete with others for the superiority.

The two literati I met last night were very talkative. They all looked like pillars of the world. Zhao Zongshi was so rude that he didn't even exchange his names. He didn't want to be misunderstood to make friends with court officials, and he didn't want to implicate the two literati.

Seeing her husband sigh, Gao didn't say anything more and held his son in his arms to coax him.

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Wang Rong didn't know that he met two amazing people last night, and he was arranging for elementary school.

Wang Rong found Liu Yong and told him about his intention to go to Qingzhou with Wang Anshi. He said sincerely: "With a gentleman, there is nothing to worry about in the elementary school. If you want to stay, you can find my uncle Fang if you have anything to do. If you don't want to stay, it's easy to hire another master here. You don't have to feel guilty, you can do whatever you want."

Liu Yong looked at him and shook his head: "A young man, why do you speak like a seventy-eighty person? Of course, I stay wherever I want, and leave as long as I want, so how can you say."

Wang Rong didn't say much to him.

As Wang Yun said, Liu Wei came to the elementary school part-time job on holidays, and he really calmed down a lot with Liu Yong. As the Chinese New Year approached, the children in elementary school went home for the New Year with the free school rewards for elementary school, and Liu Yong was also invited by Liu Wei to go home for the New Year.

It is said that the fragrance is far away and smells smelly near. This is not false. Liu Yong stated that he would not live with his son. Liu Wei's wife became much more kind to Liu Yong when he arrived, and the family spent the New Year in a harmonious manner.

After the New Year, Wang Yun said goodbye to his friends in Kaifeng City one by one, and left a pair of telescopes for Sima Yan to keep for her to play.

On the day they set off, they met Zhao Zongshi and his son again. The little kid Zhao Zhongzhen was originally sitting in the carriage. When he lifted up the curtain, he saw Wang Rong and the others saying goodbye to Sima Guang's family, he immediately rolled in and asked to get off the car. Gao, who was holding him, could not resist the struggle of the little devil king in the world, let go and let Zhao Zongshi carry him out of the car.

As soon as the little brat fell to the ground, he immediately ran to Wang Rong, grabbed Wang Rong's corner of his clothes and shouted in a slight voice: "Brother, brother."

When the little girl heard this, she widened her eyes and stepped forward and slapped the little brat's hand angrily: "Brother, it's mine."

The little brat also widened his eyes when he saw the little girl.

The little girl's clothes were painted by Wang Yun for Wu. As a child, she can wear them randomly. Wang Yun designed a cute little skirt for her. The combed bags and snow-white fluff balls were tied with snow-white fluff balls. I don't know how many little girls I envied when I walked out.

The little brat praised: "This sister is so cute."

Wang Rong jumped and quickly pulled the little girl behind him to prevent the little brat from seeing him. At this moment, he understood why Sima Guang always obstructed him from seeing Sima Yan, why did his own sister who was so beautiful that these little brats could see him! These little brats might even coax his sister in the future, so they would go away and get away!

Wang Rong was very kind on the face and calmly asked for a reprimand: "We made an appointment to see each other again last time, why didn't you come?"

The little brat thought that he could not go out last time, and his mouth turned and tears fell in his eyes. He turned his head pitifully and pointed at his father and said, "Dad, don't take it with me!"

The little girl quietly poked out a pair of black eyes from behind Wang Rong and looked at the little brat curiously.

Wang Yun pinched the little fur ball on the little girl's head and quietly pressed the little girl's head back. He said to the little brat, "A real man should be strong and not cry. Your parents are waiting for you, go back." He thought for a while, took out a booklet and handed it to the little brat, but he tried to fool him, "This crossword game is very difficult. Only the smartest child in the world can fill it out. After you go back, you can ask your parents to teach you to recognize words first, and then play with you."

Knowing that he must not be able to keep more, the little kid could only take over the crossword game obediently, his head full of "a manly man" and "the smartest child". He ran back with great courage, but Zhao Zongshi only asked them and never stepped forward to talk.

Zhao Zongshi followed his son back to the car, and was about to reach out to hug his son, but the little kid was unhappy. He muttered "man" and "real man", climbed into the car with his hands and feet, and then took back the booklet that Zhao Zongshi had just helped him, and held it in his arms with precious land.

Zhao Zongshi felt a little strange. Although this son was not afraid of having sex and was willing to get close to anyone, this was the first time he heard someone like this, and that half-sized child was really good at coaxing children.

At this time, Zhao Zongshi didn't know that for a long time, he would fall into the booklet left by Wang Rong for his son, thinking about eating, sleeping, and thinking about whether he has anything or not. Otherwise, the majesty of a strict father will be lost at any time!

The initiator Wang Rong was waving goodbye to his son outside, looking very reluctant to leave.

Sima Guang and Wang Anshi were talking, but Yu Guang swept to Wang Yun from time to time. Seeing that Zhao Zongshi's family's carriage had gone far away, Sima Guang asked, "What are you giving me?"

Wang Rong looked innocent: "It's nothing, it's just some puzzle games. What you know about puzzles is to develop intelligence and make people smarter, so you have to use your brain more."

Over the years, Wang Yun and Sima Yan would ask questions each other while bored. Next time they replied, they would attach their own answers and new questions. Originally, Wang Yun wanted to print a book and play with it, but at least he could have published this book to satisfy Wang Anshi's desire to show off.

Unfortunately, Sima Yan woke up the dreamer with a word: "Do you think anyone can play with it?"

So, Wang Rong only asked Fang Hong to print a few copies first and keep the bottom, and in the future he played with his younger sister, the "introduction version" he played with his younger sister. In addition to the entry-level book for Zhao Zongshi and his son, except for the entry-level game or two, the rest was the "hell difficulty" he played with Sima Yan!

Even if Wang Yun's expression was innocent, Sima Guang could still see a bit of a thief. He just heard Wang Yun say it was a "crossword game" to the child, and immediately thought of the squares behind the letters Wang Yun and Sima Yan. He didn't care about this at first, but later he became concerned about it as he saw them more often.

After thinking about it, I felt a little distressed. The children's ideas were wild, and sometimes they couldn't keep up with their ideas at all. Anyway, Sima Guang said this to him. So sometimes he had to scratch his ears and faces waiting for the two children to reply to each other, otherwise he would not know the answer.

After Wang Anshi returned to Beijing, Sima Guang tried to discuss the crossword games between the two children with him, but Wang Anshi was extremely upright and had never checked the correspondence between the two children, so he naturally fell into it less than him.

Sima Guang asked: "What are the 'crossword games' you usually play with A Yan?"

Wang Rong nodded honestly and even actively recommended: "Sister Ayan also has two sample books on hand. You can ask Sister Ayan to take them to play!"

Wang Anshi glanced at Wang Yun sideways.

Wang Rong happily pulled his father into the trap: "Dad, I've left you a copy, and you can play with Grandpa Fan when you arrive in Qingzhou!"

When Wang Anshi thought of facing Mr. Fan day and night, he was very happy. He thought that he could ask Mr. Fan at any time and play with Mr. Fan. His life was so beautiful! However, his face was still tight and he would never reveal any joy in front of his son: "Do you think anyone is as idle as you?"

If you can't bear to leave, you still have to leave. Cao Li has handed over the matter of Wuyou Cave to Cai Laojiu and asked him to take the others out of Wuyou Cave earlier. Although they left the capital, many seeds have been quietly planted, waiting for it to take root and sprout in the future.

Since he learned that Fan Zhongyan was going to be transferred to Qingzhou, Wang Rong has made up for the matter about Qingzhou.

The prefecture-level institutions of the Song Dynasty were divided into four categories: prefecture, prefecture, army, and supervision. The prefectures were divided into Beijing Prefecture and Sub-Prefecture. The prefectures included Tokyo Kaifeng Prefecture, Xijing Henan Prefecture, Beijing Daming Prefecture, and Nanjing Yingtian Prefecture. The remaining places with the word "官网" are the sub-Prefecture, which is equivalent to the municipality directly under the central government in later generations.

For example, Hangzhou Prefecture, where Fan Zhongyan was located, is a municipality directly under the central government.

If Qingzhou is divided into the military states, regiments, defense states, and Jiedu states from low to high, Qingzhou should belong to the Jiedu states, which can be regarded as an important town in the Song Dynasty. Kou Zhun, Xia Shu, Fu Bi and others were once educated Qingzhou. And the Yidu, Shouguang, Linqu, Boxing, Qiancheng, and Linzi under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou, are many places where culture and education flourish, and there are many ancient buildings, which are very suitable for tidying up and writing poems and creating tourist attractions!

From this point of view, this place is actually quite a good place, but it is not as good as a fish and rice land like Hangzhou Prefecture and a wealthy place. Wang Rong was about to get into the car with his mother, but suddenly he saw a group of people coming from the city gate. He looked very familiar. He was Manager Hu who had managed a "branch" for Fang Hong in Yin County and often dealt with Wang Rong.

Manager Hu had Zhang Yuanyuan's fat face, which looked very blessed. His little eyes narrowed, and he respectfully greeted Wang Anshi and Wu, and then said to Wang Yun: "Lao Fang asked me to open a branch again. Xiao Yanei should take care of the younger one."

Wang Rong responded with a smile.

Fang Hong is a honest person and a good person.

The small caravan led by Manager Hu was behind Wang Anshi's family's tail. The group didn't go far, but heard someone coming from behind. Cao Li turned over and found out the situation, lifted the curtain and said to Wang Yun: "It's Mr. Liu."

Wang Yun was shocked and asked someone to stop the car and jump off the ground first. He ran to stop the car that Liu Yong was on, climbed into the car with his hands and feet and ground, and asked Liu Yong: "Why are you here?"

Liu Yong said: "What? You are allowed to go to Qingzhou, don't you allow me to go?"

Wang Yun said: "Isn't this afraid that the journey is too far and your body can't bear it!" Liu Yong is already sixty-six or seven years old. The ancients said, "Life is rare in seventy years." How could he suffer such bumps?

Liu Yong said indifferently: "Even if you lie at home and do nothing, you will die of old age." Although the capital is lively, Liu Yong felt that there would be more meaningful places with Wang Rong. Liu Yong urged Wang Rong to go back to his parents' side as soon as possible, otherwise he might not be able to leave later.

Wang Rong was wondering why he couldn't leave. Sima Yan and his group on the other side had already seen the female traitors chasing out of the city to see Liu Yong off. These female traitors took three or two maids and walked to the farewell place with a very unrealistic look, with their faces very anxious.

The auditions and performances of "The Three Beauties of Qinlou" have come to an end perfectly. The three poems of Liu Yong's poems that fell into the Three Families have become the three most widely sung in Kaifeng Prefecture during this period. These three poems are as touching as Liu Yong's previous poems, but the feelings conveyed are richer and more layered than the previous poems, and they are simply good!

In Wang Yun's words, there is a paper that can be written here with tens of thousands of words to explore the changes in Liu Yong's "literary bones"! Of course, in the future, there may be more words that Liu Yong can write in nine years of compulsory education...

Liu Yong is very reliable in other things, but he just can't overcome the hurdle of beauty. He didn't even tell his son what he was leaving. As a result, yesterday he met with a few beautiful female artists and chatted about the stars and the moon and life ideals. So today most of the female artists in the city are going to leave the city to see him off!

Wang Rong soon saw this "beautiful girl's farewell brigade", and hurried back to Wang Anshi and Wu's side, got into the car quickly, urging the people who drove the car: "Go quickly and go quickly, let's go quickly, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

The author has something to say:

Wang Xiaorong: The big guys have their own strengths, and they are the first-class people in the romantic world, and they can't compare

I feel like I didn’t understand something today, so it’s a little late to update!! But there are a total of 4,000 words!!

Note: Wang Xiaoyun's content is from "Research on the Judicial Functions of Prefecture-level Officials in the Song Dynasty", "A Brief Study of the Prefectures of Qingzhou, Northern Song Dynasty", "Fan Zhongyan and Qilu Culture", etc., mixed with a lot of nonsense.

After a little calculation, the second update may fall tonight. Without waiting, I can only guarantee that it will be before twelve o'clock!
Chapter completed!