Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Xu Zizhen laughed heartily, knowing that the old man Yongye would use this trick to make a fool of himself, but he was confident, so he just stood still with a smile on his face.

But those scholars looked at each other without moving, the one surnamed Li hesitated and asked: "May I ask Lord Yong, what is the name of this brother? Which country is he from?"

Master Yong finally knew what was wrong. Xu Zizhen didn't have a name until now. People didn't know who he was, so naturally they wouldn't believe that he knew what the anti-gold plan was. He was so angry that he glared at Xu Zizhen: Don't you report yourself?"

Xu Zizhen chuckled, and clasped his fists at everyone: "It's easy to say, Xu Zizhen of the Song Dynasty!"

The silence was deathly silence, but after a while, everyone exploded, and everyone stared at him in disbelief. The scholar surnamed Li was even more excited and incoherent, chattering: " Your Excellency... oh no, sir is Xu Zizhen?"

Xu Zizhen smiled and nodded, looking like an expert: "It's as good as fake."

Prince Yong was famous for his uprightness in the Song Dynasty, so no one doubted what he said, and now the scholars gathered around Xu Zizhen again, asking all kinds of questions in one go.

Xu Zizhen had expected such a reaction a long time ago. This kind of thing is actually the same as when fans met idols in his era. He waved his hands calmly and said, "Wait a minute, everyone, I and Yong Lord, say something." After speaking, he hooked Lord Yong's neck and came to the corner of the private room, and said in a low voice, "Coax these nerds home for me, don't let them go to Bianjing, or something will happen."

Master Yong rolled his eyes: "Why should I coax you?"

Xu Zizhen said: "You are the prince, I am white, why do you say? Hurry up and coax me away."

Master Yong ignored him, and asked again: "Why do you want to coax?"

Xu Zizhen bared his teeth angrily, "Hiss...I said you are already old, you are pretending to be a troubled boy, and it is natural for me to let them go back."

Master Yong thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll believe you once." Xu Zizhen just sighed for a while, when Master Yong suddenly put his arm around his neck and whispered viciously in his ear, "Say, when are you coming to propose marriage? "

"Uh..." Xu Zizhen didn't expect Master Yong's thinking to jump like this, and subconsciously replied, "What kind of marriage?"

Master Yong exerted some force on his arm, a veteran general of decades, the strength on his arm was too strong for Xu Zizhen, and he immediately strangled him and screamed.

"Oh! I'm relying on you, you bastard, want to kill me... Cough, I admit it!"

Master Yong gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "What kind of marriage are you talking about? I trust you to entrust my daughter to you to help you. It's good for you. You dare to harm her while I'm not around. Now you dare not admit it? Believe it or not Throw it to Liang Shicheng!"

"Don't do it, I'm begging for mercy, I'll propose marriage when I get back to Yingtian Mansion!"

"Really?"

"real!"

"Okay!" Master Yong actually let him go, Xu Zizhen hurriedly rubbed his neck to breathe, this old man's hands are really strong, if he really exerted his strength, he might be able to kill him, but he didn't wait for him to rest When he was overwhelmed, he heard Master Yong say to the scholars with a smile, "The matter of resisting gold will be explained in detail later, but before that, I have a happy event to tell you, that is... the king has made a The little girl was promised to Xu Zizhen, the so-called meeting is fate, today I invite everyone here to be a witness, what do you think?"

The scholars were also a little unaccustomed to Lord Yong's leaping thinking, but they quickly realized that the daughter of Lord Yong is the most talented woman in the Song Dynasty, Gao Pujun?That is the common idol in their hearts. It is an honor and a blessing to be this witness today. It is an honor that no one else can ask for!

Now all the nerds were boiling over, one by one crowded over to congratulate Master Yong and Xu Zizhen, but Master Yong smiled and threw his hands at Xu Zizhen at the busiest moment: "Okay, where is your betrothed token?"

Xu Zizhen's movement of rubbing his neck suddenly froze, his eyes widened and he said, "What? A token? Now?"

Master Yong had a smirk on his face: "Of course, didn't you just agree?" After speaking, he leaned over and whispered in Xu Zizhen's ear, "I know you went to Xixia and brought back a lot of good things, right? If you don't satisfy me with something, I won't coax these boys for you, you can figure it out."

Xu Zizhen was so angry that he scolded his mother, this old man is really wretched, he was cheating, there was nowhere to escape, but he went to Xixia for real, but he didn't bring back anything at all, but everything worth anything was left in Yaode City.

But Master Yong's hands were still stretched out, and all the scholars stretched their necks to wait and see. Xu Zizhen searched his arms for a long time but couldn't find anything good, so he went to ask Zhuo Ya and Gillian for something as an engagement token for the Gao family. It's not suitable, he rolled his eyes in a hurry and got an idea.

Many of these nerds still look at themselves with suspicion, as if they don't believe that they are Xu Zizhen, since this is the case, I will convince you, and by the way, this old bastard, Master Yong!

He coughed and cleared his throat, turned around and poured a glass of wine to Lord Yong, who took it over, but said dissatisfiedly, "You kid, are you planning to send me away with a glass of wine?"

Xu Zizhen smiled and said: "How can it be, you hold the wine glass and don't move. By the way, just keep this posture, and it will be fine for a while."

Zhuo Ya often carries good rice paper with him, and he himself has long since developed a habit of carrying a strip of charcoal on his body. Li Meng and Gillian cleaned up the table, and he spread the paper flat, holding the charcoal The lines were drawn casually.

Everyone else knew that Xu Zizhen was capable of writing and martial arts, but only a few people such as Wen Xian knew that he could also paint, so when this hand appeared, it immediately caused a commotion, because Xu Zizhen didn't use a brush and charcoal sticks, and the painting technique was also theirs. They have never seen anything before, but when they were still doubting whether the charcoal strips could be used for painting, a very vivid Prince Yong had already appeared on the paper.

On the painting paper, Yong Ye has deep brows and key eyes with a worried look, he is wearing armor, and his temples are slightly gray, which is really vivid.

He held a wine glass in one hand and a long sword in the other. He seemed to be in deep thought, but he seemed to be dancing the sword casually. He actually painted a wretched old man with a face full of loyalty and patriotism.

But in the time of a stick of incense, the painting has been completely completed, and the sketch is like this. Those who have the foundation of painting are completed very quickly. In the blank space, the pen and snake started to write——

"Looking at the sword while drunk, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns.

Eight hundred miles under the command of burning, fifty strings turned over the sound of the plug.

Soldiers on the battlefield in autumn.

The horse made Lu Fei swift, bow like a thunderbolt.

After the king's world affairs, he won the name after his life.

It happened in vain. "

The final signature is: His father-in-law His Royal Highness King Yong of Mount Tai is Yazheng, and his son-in-law Xu Zizhen!

"Father-in-law, I wonder if you are satisfied with this engagement token?" Xu Zizhen put away the charcoal sticks with a smile, and then whispered in Lord Yong's ear, "If you dare to say that you are not satisfied, I will give you two more immediately." Skip the whiskers!"