The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Yun Yanhui was holding two steamed buns, leaning on the pillar, and chatting with the hawker while eating, slurred, "Don't you see your wife..."

Vendor: "My Dalang went to Daxiangguo Temple with her. Isn't there a match for the Xiejie team today? There is good business there."

"Oh, yes." Yun Yan took another bite of the steamed bun, "I will also go later."

"Hey, brother, don't you go early? Otherwise, even if you have a ticket, you won't be able to squeeze in." The hawker complained. I watched the game."

Yun Yan said proudly back: "Don't be afraid, I have an acquaintance in Daxiangguo Temple!"

Hawker: "Wow, what do your acquaintances do?"

Yun Yan just wanted to say "the abbot" when he was patted from behind, and then he heard Renzong's voice, "Xiaoyun?"

Yun Yanhui quickly swallowed the bun in his mouth, stood up straight and turned around, "Um...Rokuro, you are here."

He took a look, dressed as a scholar of Renzong, and brought a little **** dressed as a book boy, and he shrank, as if he had never been out of the palace, bowed his head and half sideways beside Renzong.

Renzong raised his eyebrows when he heard his name.

"Haha, let's go." Yun Yan waved a hand with the peddler, and La Renzong left, somewhat scornful, "Going out, you forgive me."

Renzong squinted at him with a smile, so he deliberately took advantage without piercing him.

Yun Yan looked back at the fact that there were not many people around, and no one paid attention to them, and then whispered: "Why did you bring a person? I thought you should bring a few masters at least. In this case, how can the two of us protect you? "

Renzong shook his head and said, "It's not two people."

Yun Yan paused, realizing something was wrong in his heart. The little **** was standing at Renzong, but he was on the right, so he looked around. Upon seeing it, he almost yelled out.

Damn, what kind of little **** is dressed up as a book boy, it's clearly Cao Miaolian dressed as a book boy!

Cao Miaolian followed Renzong closely, and she looked up at Yun Yan now.

Yun Yan wailed back and wailed: "Woo...you guys are too gonna make me trouble..." He grabbed Renzong's sleeve and whispered, "Official! The son of a daughter can't sit still! Tell me you brought a shadow guard! "

Renzong: "...What is the Shadow Guard?"

"No? That's the kind of guard who protects you secretly!" Yun Yan replied anxiously, saying that the emperor had a shadow guard? Or does it mean that the system is called differently?

Renzong lazily said: "There is no such kind in the guards, so what do you bring so many people out to play."

Yun Yan stopped immediately and said nothing, "Then I won't go!"

Renzong found him amused, "Are you really not leaving?"

Yun Yan replied, "What should I do if something happens to me... I can't afford it! Hey, mother... Please persuade Mrs. Cao too!"

Cao Miaolian blinked, "How can I persuade?"

Yun Yanhui slowly squatted down, and slowly said, "Then don't blame me...I will never go..."

At this time, Yun Yan heard another voice, "Brother Yan, what are you doing while squatting?"

Yun Yan turned his head and saw that it was Zhao Yunchu.

Zhao Yunchu came over and bowed to Renzong first, "Brother Six." Then he squatted beside Yun Yanhui and said seriously, "Do you have a stomachache?"

Yun Yan looked back at the two of them and was not surprised at all, so he came to realize that Renzong must have played with him. He is the emperor. Can he take his own safety seriously?

Yun Yan returned to herself, and she knew that she was entrusted with Shuangyi to watch after making money.

Renzong and Cao Miaolian both smiled.

"...My legs are numb, I squat." Yun Yan helped Zhao Yunchu to stand up and said blankly, "Okay, let's go."

...

The venues for the Cuju game are in various temples and Taoist temples, and the ticket sales are also commissioned by monks. Yun Yanhui has reserved seats long ago and just brushes his face when he enters.

Originally, Renzong was ready to take guards, and there were enough seats.

Brother Hui Chong was on the spot to manage the order. Yun Yan found him back, and Hui Chong gave the number plate to Yun Yan.

At this moment, the stadium was already crowded. Yun Yan turned his scalp numb and surrounded Renzong with Zhao Yunchu. Renzong himself opened his arms to protect Cao Miaolian. Several people squeezed in, everyone watching.

Finally squeezed into position, this seat is excellent, it is in the third row, even if Zhao Yunchu is there, Yun Yanhui has been straining his nerves, afraid of a trampling incident.

When they arrived at the seat, Yun Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sandwiched Renzong and his wife with Zhao Yunchu.

At this time, the players began to enter the field, and Renzong also clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay! The Hundred Flowers Lions team will win!"

At that moment, Yun Yan's face turned pale.

——When he entered the stadium just now, he noticed that the audience in this movie was probably from a group, and the support items in his hand were all signs of the Xiejie team!

Looking at it again, the surrounding audience cast dangerous glances.

Yun Yan replied: "..."

I go, can there be anything more sour? Even Zhao Yunchu could not resist the ocean of the people!

Yun Yanhui quickly called Renzong to tell him to pay attention to his surroundings.

The first time Renzong watched the game, he didn’t know there were such unspoken rules, but for him, these were all his people, so he turned his head kindly and asked the people behind: "You all like Xiejie. The team? I came to see the Hundred Blossom Lions team. There are my relatives in there."

...It's true. I participated in a very boring clan... So although Renzong knew that the Xiejie team was the most popular, he still supported the Hundred Blossom Lions team. In fact, he didn't know much about it.

The fans stared at Renzong fiercely, and some even yelled: "The brain is broken!"

Renzong: "???"

Renzong looked back at Yun Yan innocently.

Yun Yan rushed back and explained to him what the situation is now in a low voice, "So, we better be as quiet as a chicken now!"

Renzong was silent for a while, "I was wrong. I shouldn't be here to say that the Hundred Blossom Lions team will win. However, the chickens are not quiet..."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

...

The audience cheered and applauded as the game on the field. In a sea of ​​fans of the Xiejie team, Yun Yanhui, Zhao Yunchu, Renzong, and Cao Miaolian watched the game quietly with their hands on their knees...

From a distance, the picture is very strange. Especially after the Xiejie team scored a goal, everyone stood up and applauded, but they were the only one who sunk a small piece here.

Why is it late to enter the game? It is a popular team game. There are already full seats, and there is no way to go to the camp of the Hundred Flowers Lions! Moreover, Renzong refused to reveal his identity and use privileges...

Zhao Yunchu felt very wronged.

Obviously he also supports the Xiejie team, because the sixth brother wants to support the Hundred Blossom Lions team, so he can't applaud the Xiejie team now.

Yun Yan replied as if sitting on pins and needles, and whispered: "It's all because I didn't do a good job..."

"Forget it, even I didn't expect that there are such rules." Renzong was quite thinking about it, and felt that he had experienced something again. As for Cao Miaolian, it doesn't matter. She is not interested in these two teams. She has a Cuju team in her own family.

However, although the fans of the Xiejie team were so vigorous, in the end, the Hundred Blossom Lions won.

Yun Yan heard the audience behind them scolded angrily, "The Hundred Blossom Lions team has been lucky for several rounds! We really should go bye bye!"

"Hey, it's time to go, it's time to go."

Alas, it seems that both ancient and modern, there are teams that are so magical to make people want to be superstitious...

Yun Yanhui's current work focus is on Puguanze, but it is true that I heard that now these leagues will burn incense before the game.

Many people said that when there was a torrential rain in the game, they sacrificed a pig’s head and grains quickly, and the little raindrops did not turn into a torrential rain.

Yun Yanhui didn't know if it would be useful to do this, but he was wearing books, and Bao Gong's ghost trial came out... So, it's okay to leave him alone.

Because the Xianjie team lost, the four of them became more careful and played almost without squint. When Yun Yan returned, he was afraid that Renzong would not hold back a laugh, or that he would approach the people lovingly, leading to a riot...

Fortunately, after Renzong understood the rules, he was very witty and held it very seriously until he played. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect it to be so exciting to watch the Cuju game live."

Yun Yanhui said that he didn't want to figure out whether Renzong was talking about the excitement, whether it was the competition or that they might be beaten by groups at any time.

Renzong: "During this period of time, I see that many children from the unlearned and innocent sects are also interested in the Cuju game, either practicing or sponsoring the Cuju team. And the people have also added a piece of entertainment, which has united them a lot. It’s really interesting to see everyone holding hands to create waves of people just now!"

Yun Yan thought back to her heart, don't you just stop talking, okay? I know who you think is a good citizen, but have you forgotten the embarrassment that we all made waves just now!

Yun Yan replied: "Let's go to dinner... I made an appointment for roasting meat."

He just wanted to lead the team away when suddenly he saw some noise on the other side.

Which large-scale event in Daxiangguo Temple didn't have a little trouble? Yun Yan hadn't been curious about it long ago. It was estimated that the fans were making trouble, but Renzong was curious and had to see it.

So a few people walked over again, looking through the cracks not too far away.

It seems that the fans of the Hundred Flowers Lions team are fighting with the fans of the Xianjie team. Several monks are maintaining order, but they can't stop it.

One party is obviously ordinary people, and the other party is just some ya inner.

The monks are trying to persuade them to forget it.

The ya Nei were very arrogant, pushing the monk with their hands, "Go away and see if I don't beat them to death!"

Seeing how arrogant they are, the monks muttered, "Let's call Kaifeng Mansion..."

"Kaifeng Mansion?" Everyone laughed.

One of the teenagers in Chinese clothes arrogantly said: "The people from Kaifeng Mansion are here to watch us beat people!"

"Yes! Do you know who this is? This is our country's uncle!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Yun Yan turned her head to look at Cao Miaolian, only to see that her face was extremely ugly. Although she hasn't been officially canonized yet, it has been determined that she will be the next queen.

So, this boy is Cao Miaolian's younger brother? This is a coincidence, I was bumped into by Renzong!

However, if it is really the Cao family, Cao Miaolian should stop it in time, right?

Zhao Yunchu pressed Yun Yan back to his ear and said, "This is the younger brother of Concubine Zhang..."

Yun Yan replied, no wonder!

That said, it makes sense.

Concubine Zhang Gui is very much favored by Renzong. It is said that she dared to enjoy the queen's expenses as early as Pang Empress was not abandoned. Of course, this was also favored by the queen.

However, it seems to be a little bit off now. In the current society, no matter how much you favor it, it is not the queen, and this is not the real uncle of the country...

Renzong's face was as sinking as water, and he said coldly: "Yan Hui, you should go by."

"Huh?" Yun Yan stayed back, how could he manage this? Isn't this the younger brother of your little wife?

Renzong glanced at him and said blankly: "They are looking for Kaifeng Mansion, aren't you from Kaifeng Mansion?"

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Make some sense! I'm from Kaifeng Mansion, but I don't care about it, okay? !