Song Dynasty Iron Armored Army

Chapter 430 Don't Be Ya Again
The officials have been thinking about this matter for several days, and their brains hurt from thinking about it. Although there are many forbidden troops in the imperial court, there are not many handsome talents.

"It's time to go to the teacher for a massage, maybe he can help me think of a good idea." Zhao Ji had a flash of inspiration, opened the tunnel of the imperial study room, entered the secret passage with a lantern, and rushed to Fanlou.

Fan Tower is not far from the imperial palace, only a few miles away.

Zhao Ji was light-hearted and simple, and only brought two followers.

A group of people came out from the backyard of Fanlou and went directly to the third west floor where Li Shishi was.

It was the time when the lanterns first came on, and the entire Fanlou was lit with countless bright lanterns. The lights outlined the buildings beautifully, making people look like a fairyland.

Miss Shi Shi is playing the piano in the piano room, and the sound of the piano is melodious.

Singing while talking: Lie agarwood, dissipate the heat.The birds call out to clear the sky, and they invade the eaves of the eaves.The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus are lifted one by one.

My hometown is far away, when will I go?He lives in Wumen and has been a brigade in Chang'an for a long time.May Yulang remember each other?Small oars and light boats dream into Furongpu.

Zhao Ji gently pushed the door open and came in, saying: "Master, where did the lotus come from in this snowy day?"

The teacher raised Emei lightly, and smiled: "There are lotus flowers in my heart, and there are lotus flowers in four seasons. Brother Ji, sit down, and I will make tea for you."

Zhao Ji took off his shoes and got on the kang, sitting cross-legged, he didn't have the image of an emperor, he pretended to be tired, took off his dragon robe and came to Fanlou, he just wanted to be one of thousands of brothel guests.

"Master, come quickly." Zhao Ji dragged Shishi into the curtain.

After a while, Shi Shi said with sweat on his head: "Brother Ji is still so strong, every time he comes here, he is in a hurry."

"Hey, I've been bored to death recently. The people below think I'm stupid, but in fact I know everything very well. Cangzhou's growth has reached an irreversible point." Zhao Ji said.

Shishi got up and put on light makeup again, and said, "Why do you need to get angry, Brother Ji, and you haven't heard of the Cangzhou rebellion?"

"There was no rebellion, it was Song Qi who fought, but it occupied the entire Jingdong Road. Guan Sheng went over, was defeated, and hid in the Daming Mansion and did not dare to come back. Hu Yanzhuo went over, was defeated, and his guts were terrified."

Shi Shi said: "Jingdong Road is just a small place, with few soldiers and few generals, how can it compare to Brother Ji. Now it is counting nine cold days, and we will fight again after spring."

Zhao Ji shook his head: "We can't fight any more. If we fight the Great Song Dynasty again, the foundation of the country will be finished. Now the top priority is to pacify Jiangnan first. Without money and food, we can't do anything."

Shishi laughed and said, "I have a plan to make that Chailin obediently call you father."

"Oh, you say."

"You, betroth both daughters to him, half of one son-in-law, and one of two son-in-laws."

Zhao Ji shook his head helplessly: "I'll tell you the business, but you'll tell me nonsense."

The teacher said: "It's snowing recently and it's sunny, Brother Ji, let's watch the snow scene together."

Shi Shi took Zhao Ji's hand, and the two stood in front of the window, looking at the Tokyo city under thousands of lanterns.

Zhao Ji sighed and said, "Sometimes I really want to be an ordinary person, no matter what the hell he is."

Shi Shi looked at Zhao Ji in surprise and said, "Did you speak foul language?"

"Ah, I've said it, it feels really cool. People in the market also have the happiness of people in the market. You can laugh when you are happy, and you can jump and curse at the street when you are angry, but I live with a mask every day." Zhao Ji shook helplessly. Shake your head.

"Let me play a piece for Brother Ji." Shishi said.

Zhao Ji waved his hands again and again: "I don't want to be so elegant anymore, just be as vulgar as you want today, it's good to be vulgar to the bone."

Shishi said happily: "Okay, how about we eat hot pot, punch, drink and sing ditties?"

Zhao Ji was as happy as a child and said, "Okay, okay."

Shishi said to Mr. Gui who was waiting outside: "Who the hell, go to Daxiangguo Temple and bring a pot of mutton hot pot, even bring a copper pot, and eat it here."

"Now, girl, wait a moment."

This is a team, the carriage set off quickly, rushed to Daxiangguo Temple, arrived at Leizi's mutton hot pot restaurant, bought a set of mutton hot pot quickly, brought more than ten kinds of vegetables, and ten skewers of kebabs.

After a while, mutton hot pot, meat skewers, and sorghum spirits were placed in front of Shi Shi and Zhao Ji.

Zhao Jike had never eaten like this before, so he was very curious. It turned out that he had to eat by himself, and life for ordinary people was too difficult.

Zhao Ji cooks meat and vegetables.

After taking a sip of sorghum wine worth more than ten cents a catty, Spicy's face turned red.

"Pick up the skewers, roll up the skewers." Shi Shi handed a skewer to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji took a bite, full of chili powder.

"Ah, this taste is really strong, but it's delicious."

Shishi said: "If you eat hot pot and barbecue, you have to go with a ditty."

"Let's go for a while."

Miss Shishi was also in the mood, and she tapped the table with her chopsticks without any accompaniment.

Singing: There are water frogs in the river calling, and the uncle who called is upset, catch a few of them and drink. "

Teacher and teacher learned very similarly, and it was the first time Zhao Ji heard such an interesting street slang song.

Zhao Ji laughed until his stomach ached, and asked, "Can frogs still be eaten?"

Zhao Ji was born in a noble royal family, and had never lived among the people, so how could he know the sufferings of the people.

The teacher said: "Not only frogs, small fish in the river, loach, snails, mussels, grasshoppers in the grass, and cicada monkeys in the trees, there is nothing that cannot be eaten. People's lives are diverse. Come, let's Then sing a little song."

Teachers are unparalleled in talent and learning, born in the market, and they come to all kinds of ditties casually after hearing and seeing.

After this meal, Zhao Ji's forehead was sweating, and the hot pot was served with barbecue meat, plus low-quality sorghum wine that cost more than a dozen pennies a catty.

"I'm full, I'm full, I'm really full, I haven't eaten so much in several years."

The teacher arranged for the servants to remove the dining table, and Zhao Ji came over in high spirits and said, "Bring the pen and ink."

These things are all prepared in Shishi's room, take them and put them on the table.

Zhao Ji wrote a few words with a splash of ink: Floating life is a rare half-day leisure.

After finishing writing, Zhao Ji rubbed his full stomach, shook his stomach three times, and said, "Let's go, let's go, I'm drunk today. I won't drink any imperial wine in the future, the wine that costs more than ten yuan a catty is good wine."

"Brother Ji, it's getting late, why don't you stay and spend the night together."

Zhao Ji sighed and said, "I can't help myself."

Looking at Zhao Ji's lonely back, Shi Shi could feel Zhao Ji's helplessness.

As soon as Zhao Ji left, he heard the bustard arguing with someone outside.

"I really can't go in, I really can't go in. There are guests in Miss Shishi's room."

"Others can get in, why can't I get in, I'm afraid I don't have any money so what can I do?" a man shouted.

Shishi knew that this was Zhou Bangyan, the great poet who was nearly sixty years old.

"Mom, let Mr. Zhou come in." Shi Shi shouted out.

After a while, a thin, energetic old man came in. This one is amazing, a scholar, Zhou Bangyan.

Zhou Bangyan had a sharp nose, lifted his nose and smelled it, and said, "Miss Shishi, why is there such a strong smell of oily smoke and food?"

"An old friend just came here and had some barbecue in the room." Shi Shi said.

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)