The holiday was short, and as the first day of March approached, Song Yang and others bid farewell to their hometown elders and set off back to Phoenix City. It won’t be long after returning to Beijing this time, and the Nanli Wizards will set off again to compete for the first level. The mission to Dayan is a state matter, of course.
Unable to take his family with him, Song Yang simply left Xiao Jiu and Mute in the small town. Mu En and her Three Hundred Mountains and Rivers Xiu also stayed in the nearby mountains and forests and did not accompany them.
Xiao Jiu was very good, and kept sending Song Yang all the way. Finally, she pulled his sleeve and whispered: "I wish my young master a good journey, win the first prize, and become famous all over the world." As he said this, his mouth became deflated, and his face was full of color.
She felt sad, as if she had been wronged for not being able to go on this trip. Song Yang smiled: "It's over, it's over. Your performance was a bit too much."
Xiaojiu burst out laughing, her face full of grievances disappearing, replaced by a playful spirit: "It's not all pretending, I always feel a little reluctant in my heart." After saying that, he let go of his voice and repeated again: "I wish you, Master, to win the first prize.
After becoming famous all over the world, Xiaojiu waited for the young master to return in triumph on Yanziping."
With Xiao Jiu's crisp blessing, the group officially set off on the road. Heikou Yao turned back three times every step of the way, looking at Xiao Jiu reluctantly...
On this trip home, Er Sha tamed a nest of raptors, and Song Yang won three hundred mountain streams. Although it is of no use now, it can be regarded as a rich harvest anyway. The only thing that makes Song Yang feel a little uneasy is
A sudden illness occurred that night.
After that night, there was no abnormality in Song Yang's performance or strength. Song Yang concentrated on thinking about this matter, but could not find the exact reason. Later, he simply stopped thinking in vain and ran to talk and laugh with Er Sha. In addition, he
I also got to know Ayiguo quite well, and I often went to see her, and besides joking, I often talked about the art of witchcraft.
There was no conversation all the way until the night before arriving in the capital, when the carriages and horses stopped at the inn for a rest, Song Yang called Nan Rong out alone and said straight to the point: "I want to see Gu Zhaojun."
Ever since he found out that he had just removed a mole, Nan Rong had never spoken to Song Yang again. His attitude seemed to have changed little from before, but he knew his own things. Nan Rong knew that he might have feelings for Song Yang in his heart.
A few changes. In the past, when she thought of Song Yang, she could only think of four words: cut to pieces with a thousand cuts; but now it became 'beaten up'.
There is no need to kill him, but I really want to give him a good beating... One meal is not enough, it is best to give him a good beating before three meals a day to make him feel comfortable and appetizing.
Just like when he was alone in the past, Nan Rong's voice was calm and indifferent: "When he has something to do, he will take the initiative to come to you. If you want to see him, you have to wait until he wants to see you."
This answer was exactly the same as what Xiao Jiu said. Song Yang didn't pretend to be pretentious and asked again: "Then you will always have a way to contact him, right?"
"Yes, I can tell you anything you have to say."
Song Yang was very happy and told him again: "Please tell Lao Gu that I want to see him." After saying that, before Nan Rong frowned, he added: "I can't see Lao Gu in Phoenix City.
Yiguo will never want to go to Yan State again. Please spread this message."
"What does it have to do with her?" Nan Rong was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed and said charmingly: "Do you think I really care about Heikou Yao and can use her life to force me to submit and do my best to help you meet the head of the family?
?Did you hurt your brain when you were hunting birds in the mountains?"
"Anyway, you can pass it on as I say. Also," Song Yang smiled hypocritically: "Don't always worry about Shou Gong Sha." Nan Rong's smile fell apart and he turned around without saying a word.
gone.
Phoenix City is still prosperous and safe, and the emperor and ministers have not gone crazy... There is a small restaurant in Phoenix City called 'Bafangzhai'. It has some reputation among the locals and the business is still booming. Perhaps the owner of the restaurant thought that
On the ninth day of February, Su Guang suddenly sent invitations to invite chefs and shopkeepers from many famous restaurants in the capital to a banquet to enjoy his original 'unnamed banquet'. There were only eight dishes on the banquet, and the main ingredients were various
Growing rare mushrooms, but each dish has no name.
The guests at the banquet ate the whole meal and were all full of praises. This 'unknown banquet' really made them famous in one day. However, the owner of Bafangzhai didn't think it was enough and did not sell this banquet to the outside world. He also asked connections to find the palace.
I would like to dedicate this feast to His Majesty.
If I could get His Majesty's praise, or if I had better luck, Your Majesty would be happy to give a name to the nameless banquet... But this account has to be settled on both sides. It concerns the emperor, and small things have become bigger than the sky. Every restaurant wants to give it to the unknown banquet.
How can a banquet be an easy thing? The cost of a commissioned relationship is probably enough to open a few more restaurants, not to mention that it may not be possible to do it even if you spend money. The eunuch in the palace said lightly, "Just wait," and it will take three to five years.
It’s not surprising at all. Everyone knows how to calculate in this business, and the chances of losing a lot are small and the chances of winning are small.
But the owner of Bafangzhai seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and insisted on taking this road. What was surprising was that... the nameless banquet, which was only launched on the ninth day of February, was placed in front of the emperor on the evening of February 11th.
It can only mean that the channel he hired is strong enough and he spent enough silver.
The master of Bafangzhai entered the palace and cooked the delicious dishes himself. Every process was strictly monitored, and all the spices and ingredients he brought were carefully inspected and confirmed to be non-toxic and harmless.
Emperor Hong Leong didn't know that today's dinner came from the tribute from the people. He usually didn't care much about food. Anyway, he would eat whatever the eunuch served. This time was no exception. As usual, he ate two dishes with the food.
A big bowl of rice. After he put down the rice bowl, Eunuch Li stepped forward and told the reason for this 'unnamed banquet'. Finally, he asked with a smile: "Did you enjoy the banquet?"
Fenglong drank tea, cleared his mouth, and finally said with a smile: "I can eat it, but if you really talk about the taste...it's just that, let them stop coming."
'Nothing more than that', the emperor's four words made all the hard work of the master of Bafangzhai go down the drain... But by the time of February 13th, the time when 'the flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes' will occur, Emperor Fenglong did not
Crazy, full of energy, holy health.
The most troublesome person was successfully fed the antidote. The other people present, Princess Chenghe, naturally had their own ideas. In fact, the most critical point was that Song Yang had said before: the antidote is non-toxic and can pass all inspections smoothly. If
It's poison. No matter how powerful Chu Rong was, there was no way he could feed it into those people's mouths.
However, even though it was a non-toxic drug, Ren Churong was still very busy. From the eighth day of February to the twelfth day of February, she used almost all the secret stakes. She slept less than four hours in five days, and all her thoughts were devoted to it.
, delivering orders and coordinating all parties. Ren Xiaoqian had never seen the third sister so nervous. He took a bowl of Tremella soup with his own hands and ran to look around: "What big thing happened that made you so busy?"
Ren Churong "hated the house and the crow" and glared at the young catcher: "Ask your sweetheart!"
Ren Xiaozai said "Ah", put the white fungus soup on the table, ran to hug the third sister's shoulders, and said with a playful smile: "Xiao Rong'er, you are my sweetheart."
Several wise men reunited in the post house, and got busy without a day and a half of leisure. The imperial court appointed commissioners to teach etiquette. The etiquette in ancient times was complicated, not to mention that this time they were going to represent Nanli as an envoy. From walking, standing, sitting, and lying down, to
Strict requirements were imposed on everything in terms of speech and diction. Except for Nan Rong, everyone including several other scholars from Song Yang were dizzy and miserable. Teaching started at dawn and lasted until after dinner.
The days were the same. Ren Xiaoping was sensible and did not dare to disturb Song Yang at this time. After he returned to Beijing, he only visited him secretly twice.
For a few days, Song Yang had nothing to do after finishing his homework, so he went back to Chen Hui's room to sit and chat.
Chen Hui was still living in the post house for the time being. He seemed very happy about Song Yang's visit. He felt a little familiar with this young man. Although he couldn't remember who it was, he must be an acquaintance.
Song Yang could detect that the Grand Master's memory had deteriorated even more, because Chen Hui's temper had changed. He was no longer cold and tough, but had become kind, and there was always a smile on his face.
Memory has nothing to do with the nature of the mind. Even if everything is forgotten, a person's innate temper and temperament will not change unless... he usually behaves differently from his own nature. Chen Hui has been in the past ten or dozens of years.
The cold shell that I have been deliberately maintaining all the time has forgotten the nature, peace, and kindness that are unique to the elderly that are revealed due to frustration.
On the tenth night after arriving in Phoenix City, Song Yang was chatting in Chen Hui's house. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a polite voice outside the door said: "I'm here late at night, don't bother me?"
The one who knocked on the door was Nan Rong, and the one who spoke was Gu Zhaojun. His hands were always facing Gu Zhaojun who was tucked in his sleeves.