The sound of chickens echoes in the moonlit Maodian, and the traces of people are frosty in Banqiao.
Ximen Qing carried a bag on his back and rode a white horse, and met the Song Yushi at the Ten Mile Pavilion. Behind Song Qiaonian, Song Sang led a black horse, and his whole body was neatly packed and neatly dressed, as if he was traveling far away.
After drinking three glasses of wine, Song Qiaonian said: "My dear Star Lord, it will be beneficial for you to go. I will watch the festival with my eyes and listen to the good news."
Ximen Qing bowed, jumped on his horse, and drove off with his whip, Song Sang followed closely behind.
All the way to the Purple Road, to the world of mortals at dusk, to eat hungry and thirsty to drink, and to stay at night at dawn, Ximen Qing almost rushed on the road non-stop. Song Sang actually did not complain and just accompanied Ximen Qing to endure all the hardships along the way.
Ximen Qing was impressed by this person. No wonder he became the confidant of Song Yushi. He really had an extraordinary side.
Six days later, the tall city gate of Kaifeng Mansion in Tokyo was already in sight. At this time, Song Sang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had been exhausted from traveling continuously for the past few days.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ximen Qing and Song Sang went to the city to stay. They first took a comfortable hot bath to wash off the dust from their travels, folded their new clothes, and made full preparations to visit the Grand Master at his residence tomorrow.
, after eating a good meal with full stomach, the exhausted two people fell asleep.
In his sleep, Ximen Qing dreamed that he grabbed Chen Jingjing's boy, pulled him in front of Li Jiaoer, who was in tears, cursed him, and then killed them all with one knife. It was really clean, because
After swiping the knife, Chen Jingjing's little boy melted into the air and disappeared. Ximen Qing found it hard to find him.
Looking at the dawn light outside the window, Ximen Qingda opened his eyes and stared blankly for a long time before taking a long breath. He thought to himself: "Chen Jingjing, it is important to save Wu Song this time, but this is not the time to seek bad luck for you.
One day, I’ll let you repay the principal with interest!”
At this time, Song Sang also got up. The two of them had finished washing up and looked brand new. Song Sang led the way to the gate of Taishi Cai's Mansion in Tianhan Bridge.
When we were still far away, we saw a lot of traffic in front of the house. Officials from all walks of life came and went in droves. When we came to the door, we saw two big benches with people sitting high and low.
There were many officials guarding the gate, all wearing general turbans, dark dragon satin robes, and white-founded quick boots. When they saw Song Sang and Ximen Qing's unfamiliar faces, these people no longer even turned their eyes this way.
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Song Sang stepped forward to sing, and after a while someone hummed with a long nasal voice: "What do you do?"
Song Sang smiled and said calmly: "This senior official and I are here to meet the Grand Master."
After hearing this, the officials at the door all changed their faces, and one of them yelled and cursed: "I treat you country bumpkin! Are you the one who called these three words 'big official' in front of the prime minister's house?"
You have four taels of cotton to spin. My Grand Master is now inferior to one person and above ten thousand people. No matter how high or high it is, no matter how young the prince is, who dares to show off such titles in front of my Grand Master’s house? Stay back as soon as possible.
Don’t get beaten!”
Song Sang smiled again and said, "I'm from Qinghe County, Shandong!"
Upon hearing this, the officials at the door all stood up with smiles on their faces. The man from before said: "Is it possible that you are the beloved disciple of my Grand Master? The Shandong Patrol Supervisor Censor
Mr. Song’s butler?”
Song Sang bowed slightly: "I don't dare, I'm Song Sang."
"Oh my, the flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family no longer recognizes each other!" The man who just scolded rushed to grab Song Sang's hand, "Brother Song, I have offended you so much, please."
Brother Song has a lot of people, please forgive me! - I dare not ask Brother Song, is the young man behind you the same as the official from Ximen Qingximen in Qinghe?"
Song Sang nodded and said: "Exactly!"
"Oh my!" This time, all the gate officials gathered around Ximen Qing. "You guys are blind, damn it! My Grand Master has already given instructions. If the senior officials of Ximen Qing in Qinghe arrive, there is no need to call them.
Gentleman, you can come as you come, the high official can follow the humble man!"
At that moment, two leading gate officials stepped forward to guide Ximen Qing and Song Sang in respectfully.
It turned out that as early as the day before Ximen Qing's departure, Song Yushi sent a message to Cai Jing through the "Express Delivery Shop". The post horses in the Express Delivery Shop had copper bells tied around their necks. When running on the road, they would ring the bells during the day and raise the fire at night.
, just like modern BMW drivers, they are not responsible for killing people. Just like this, they changed horses and people, rain or shine, day and night. The news reached Tokyo early, so Cai Jing's house was well prepared.
The two gate officials led Ximen Qing and Song Sang to the second gate. They stopped and did not dare to go any further. Instead, they saluted to the gate and sang: "Which brother is at the gate?"
Two people emerged from the pavilion next to the second door and asked, "But I don't know where this noble person came from?"
The gate official said respectfully: "This young master is the senior official of Ximen Qingximen in Qinghe County, Shandong Province, who was ordered by the Grand Master day and night!"
Upon hearing this, the two men did not dare to neglect. They had already stepped forward to sing a fat song to Ximen Qing, and then led the way.
Until then, Ximen Qing asked Song Sang in a low voice: "Did you do it on purpose just now?"
Song Sang lowered his head and muttered: "My lord, please forgive me, we are just playing around."
Ximen Qing couldn't help but laugh: "This is just a small trick. If it becomes a big trick, how can we pay it off?"
Although the two people leading the way heard Ximen Qing's low laughter, they could not understand what they said. Although the Taishi Mansion had rules, they did not dare to limit it to the distinguished guests who had been personally instructed by the Grand Master.
Along the way, you can see endless carved beams and painted buildings, endless waterside pavilions and pavilions. The spacious screen holes are specially designed for incense carriages and precious chariots. The tall corridor eaves can be used for ceremonial guards and flags. In the shade of flowers, rare birds are often heard.
Songs of joy, in the shadow of pearls, a beautiful woman can be seen showing off her beauty. When the fragrance of powder comes, there are more than twelve gold hairpins. When the sound of boots sounds, how can there be only three thousand pearls and shoes? Thinking of the palace in the distance, I only say that the emperor is precious for thousands of years. Only when you look at the prime minister's palace up close can you believe it.
It is a pity that the people from all over the world have squeezed out so much fat and oil. What is hateful is that the three yamen, six ministries and nine ministers have fattened up jackals and wolves.
Ximen Qing watched with cold eyes. He had arrived at a courtyard in front, surrounded by railings. A man was admiring the bonsai flowers and trees with his hands behind his back. Looking from behind, he was wearing sandals, socks, and a blue silk silk robe, which seemed casual.
It has a very wafting dusty smell.
Ximen Qing thought to himself: "Could this person be Cai Jing and Cai Yuanchang?"
At this time, the two people leading the way saluted the person behind him: "Sir, the distinguished guest has arrived!"
The man waved his hand: "Okay! You guys stand down!" There was a dignity in his voice.
After the two people who led the way left, the man turned around. His turning around didn't matter, but it surprised Ximen Qing! This is exactly what he said:
The prime minister's palace is as deep as the sea, and the heroes are as strong as a rainbow. If you want to know what happens next, listen to the next chapter.