After the talent selection, everyone will return to Phoenix City, the capital, with the princess. However, it does not mean that they will leave today after the selection yesterday. Soon the King of Zhenxi will sign a sign for young men to enlist in Qingyang Prefecture, and the Hongbo Mansion must first help the prince prepare for the war.
There are still many things to do at the station, large and small, and we have to wait for a few more days before setting off back to Beijing.
Waiting was boring. Song Yang originally thought about calling a few companions after breakfast and walking around Qingyang City. Unexpectedly, before he could go out, a garrison soldier came to report that there was a visitor and was waiting outside the post house.
When Song Yang went out, he saw that it was Princess Chenghe whom he had just met last night. She came alone, neither with Ren Xiaotao nor with the Hongbo family generals to protect her.
Wearing a cloth skirt and a hairpin, without makeup and smiling, Ren Churong nodded to Song Yang: "I'm disturbing you sir again."
Song Yang shook his head: "I have nothing to do, so why bother? Besides, I don't have to be the eldest son and the younger son. It's awkward."
Ren Churong handed over an envelope: "The money from the Tubo caravan has been deposited in a banker named Fan Qingyu. Not only in Nanli, wherever there are Han people, there are their bankers. It is convenient to exchange." Song Yang thanked him and happily handed over the money.
Putting the banknote in his arms, Ren Churong had no intention of saying goodbye, but stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Let's take a walk?"
Song Yang readily agreed and walked side by side with the princess, chatting and laughing... Princess Chenghe was well-known in Phoenix City, but not many people knew her in Qingyang. It was Song Yang who stole the show on the high platform yesterday.
People recognized him wherever he went. Ren Churong always smiled and looked happy. She seemed to feel that the people around her were great and she felt honored.
Qingyang is the capital of a state. The city has been built for many years. It has bustling streets and quiet streets with tree-lined streets. The two of them had no certain direction. The topic did not involve serious matters at all. They walked and chatted casually. In this regard, Song Yang
He didn't feel anything special, but Ren Churong's expression showed genuine comfort.
As she turned around an alley, her eyes lit up and she said to Song Yang, "Wait for me." After saying that, she ran towards a candy vendor with brisk steps and joyful eyes, said a few words, and chose some candies.
, followed the princess and waved to Song Yang from a distance, called him to him and said with a smile: "I didn't think too much when I went out. I forgot to bring money."
Song Yang reached into his arms and took out a dozen silver notes that he had just collected... He didn't expect to go shopping, and all the money he had was just given by the princess.
They are all big tickets worth one thousand taels.
If it were another young master, sir, maybe he would have handed over a banknote just to make Princess Bo happy, but Song Yang is not that arrogant. One thousand taels is enough to buy a house, land, and property.
In exchange for a bag of sugar?
What's more, even if he agrees, the hawker may not agree because they simply don't recognize such a big bank note.
The princess blinked, smiled, and was about to hand the candy back. Song Yang was still a little unwilling, pointing to his nose and said to the vendor: "Look carefully, do you recognize me?"
The hawker shook his head, not all Qingyang people went to see the talent selection.
Song Yang coughed for a while, but was not discouraged and continued to smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't know. I can help you think of some ways to make your business prosperous. Just treat it as candy money..."
Before he could finish speaking, the vendor laughed: "You don't have to worry about it. It's just a package of candies, just take them and eat them. I'm here every day. I'll bring you the money when I pass by. Or I won't.
It doesn’t matter if you have money, just treat it like I’m treating you to it. If you think the candies are delicious, introduce me to more customers.”
After saying that, the hawker waved the two of them away so as not to hinder the business. Song Yang wanted to 'turn stone into gold', but he didn't expect the hawker to be generous but ungrateful. Song Yang was stunned, and the princess laughed, thanking him repeatedly and taking him away.
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They were just ordinary candies. Ren Churong, who had grown up well-fed and well-fed, and had tasted delicacies from all over the world, ate them with gusto.
Song Yang tasted one and didn't think it was any good.
Ren Churong smiled brightly: "Do you think it's weird to see me eating delicious food? It's not that the candy is good, but that I'm in a good mood."
No matter how arrogant Song Yang is, she will never feel that she has given the princess a good mood. Her happiness is just "stealing half a day's leisure".
Although Nanli is a small dynasty, the competition between the various forces in the court has never stopped since the founding of the country. The more scenic the place, the more steep and dangerous it is. This is the case for King Zhenxi, who holds a heavy army and has an outstanding position.
But the pressure from all directions is hitting Hongbo Mansion all the time. Princess Chenghe, the little girl, just helps her father hold up half of the sky... For half a day of freedom, Ren Churong is very happy.
"Senior Chen Hui, who is a great master, comes to Qingyang to select talents, don't you think it's strange?" Ren Churong's voice was soft.
The topic was abrupt, but Song Yang was not surprised. Princess Chenghe was not Ren Xiaoping, so she would not come here to chat with him and have fun. Song Yang nodded and answered perfunctorily: "It's very strange."
Ren Churong asked: "What do you think about this matter?"
Song Yang shrugged his shoulders: "It has nothing to do with me, I'm too lazy to guess."
Ren Churong didn't take it seriously: "If you don't guess, let me guess. Among the warriors selected by other countries, there will probably be an enemy of the old man. Senior Chen Hui is going for the enemy."
Chen Hui is a reclusive master, and his enemy naturally has a similar identity to him. Because he is reclusive, Chen Hui cannot find the opponent, but he does not know how to receive the news that this enemy will represent his country in the "First Grade".
Chen came back to participate in the selection of talents. He asked for the qualification to compete for the first rank. In fact, he asked for the opportunity to fight the enemy decisively.
Ren Churong looked up at Song Yang: "What do you think of my guess?"
Song Yang nodded: "Reliable."
Ren Churong narrowed his eyes into crescent moons, smiled happily, and changed the topic: "There are many brothers and sisters in Hongbo Mansion, but Xiao Fu and I are the closest. Three years ago, she worked as a police officer in Yanziping.
There is something you have told me over and over again. Although you and I have only met twice in total, I don’t know how many times I have heard the name Song Yang." At this point, she paused for a moment, her expression
Li's smile became much lighter: "After I went back yesterday, I didn't sleep well, but I also wanted to understand a few things."
Song Yang made a gesture, indicating for her to continue speaking.
"You are proficient in medicine and stone, and you have taught me your skills, not to mention your medical skills. But his old man passed away unexpectedly. Birth, old age, illness and death are the four sufferings of mortals. It may not be surprising that even a generation of famous doctors will eventually die, but what if you think about it one more step?
"
"After the wake period, the unknown little widower who lurked in Yanziping came into the world with a high profile and became a sensation in Qingyang Talent Selection. I know the case of the Yin Family Inn very well. It is unmistakable that you have no intention of fame... Okay,
Even if you change your mind and want to stand out and earn a bright future after the death of your elders, it still doesn't make sense."
"The most important thing is that in the eyes of others, this talent selection is indeed a great opportunity to leap over the dragon's gate, but for you, it is not a real shortcut because you recognize Xiao Fu."
"Compared with the prince, it goes without saying that the emperor is superior. But in terms of seeking an official position and a future, is it faster to serve the King of Zhenxi or to recommend oneself to the emperor? In fact, this account is not difficult to calculate... Even if the Golden Palace High School
, became a disciple of the emperor, but he had a false title, no power, no money, just a good reputation. And the King of Zhenxi was in charge of the war on the Western Front, with two words in his hand: military merit."
"It's not just our Nanli, it's the same in all the countries in China and throughout the ages. Among the many merits, military merit is the most important. If you want to be an official, a high-ranking official, a high-ranking official with power and money, the only shortcut is military merit. With your
You won't think of this in your mind; with your ability, you have to be recommended by Xiao Fu and serve your father. It is not difficult to be reused. You did not choose Hongbo Mansion, but came to Qingyang to select talents. This is not a smart choice, but you
He is obviously a smart man... After thinking about it over and over, I have finally determined one thing: you are not here to select talents for officialdom or fame; you are here to select talents for the sake of selecting talents."
"If not for fame and wealth, what else can attract you to choosing talents? The more you think about it, the more scary it becomes. It turns out that there is not only one Chen Hui but also one Song Yang who wants revenge... You Zuo is not born, old, sick or dead.
He was killed, and his enemy would represent another country and go to compete for the first rank, right? I think my speculation... In your words, it is reliable."
Even if he misses the mark, it's not far off. If the 'Dragon Bird Sword' is excluded, the real purpose of Song Yang's selection of talents is only different from the princess's guess: the former is to track down the murderer, while the latter is to directly kill the enemy.
Song Yang was noncommittal and just smiled.
Ren Churong stopped, carefully wrapped the remaining candies, and put them away: "Let's negotiate a deal. You will definitely make money without losing money. I will suffer a big loss, but I am happy with it."