The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

The comatose man also had a child servant, who followed him all the time. He was angry and embarrassed when Xiaobao said this, and argued: "Little Master, my man is born with a dark complexion, he is not poisoned!"

The boy servant said so, Xiaobao and the monk looked at each other, is this just a little bit? They never expected that Song people could become like this.

Little Treasure had to apologize with shame, "It shouldn't be poisoning... so it's just a blue complexion. Could it be that it's a chronic illness?"

The child servant aggrieved: "Lang Jun has always been in good health. This time I drove Malaysia all the way to Beijing. He fainted at the gate of the monastery. I don't know what he was sick with."

Knowing it was funny, he took the pulse for the man, and said, "It's not a problem, I'll prescribe a prescription, take a decoction, and just a few posts will be fine."

The boy servant is so busy and thankful for his gratitude, carefully waiting for his pen and ink.

He prescribed a prescription and asked Xiaobao to grab the medicine, fry it and feed it to him. It was also called Xiaobao and his child servant, taking turns to look after the man.

The man slept until the night, and Xiaobao asked someone to send a letter home, telling his family to take care of the patient and go back later.

When the second shift came, the family saw that he hadn't come back yet, so they guessed that the patient might need to be looked after all night. Zheng Ping, as usual, made a midnight snack and asked Yun Yan to send it back to Xiaobao to prevent him from getting hungry at night.

Yun Yan asked about midnight, and entered the familiar temple in a familiar way, and asked where Xiaobao was. When he went to the east room, he saw that the door was closed, and knocked on the door.

Not long after, a child servant dressed up came to open the door, and was stunned when he saw Yun Yan coming back to dress like a monk.

Yun Yan recalled that this person belonged to the patient's family, and said, "Hello, I am Zheng Yueren's brother, and I will bring him something to eat."

The boy servant suddenly realized, and asked Yun Yan to come back in.

Seeing that Yun Yan was back, Xiaobao hurriedly greeted him, took the midnight snack, and called the boy servant: "Bao Xing, you didn't eat much tonight, let's eat together."

This child servant called Bao Xing frowned, "How can I eat if my man is not awake."

"My master has said that he will wake up tonight, don't be afraid." Xiaobao comforted him.

Bao Xing felt more relaxed, so he sat down to eat with Xiaobao.

Yun Yan stood aside and waited. He saw a patient lying on the bed. Although the candlelight was not clearly swaying, but the face was very dark, and he could not help but said, "Brother Bao Xing, this is heat stroke. Right? It seems to be a little sunburned. I think you need the whitening mask made by Zen Master..."

Little Treasure had already admitted that he had missed it once, and said, "This Lang Jun is born with this skin."

Huh, that's what it was born to do? It doesn't look like a mixed race, the Song people are still so dark?

Yun Yan looked at this man again in surprise, and suddenly saw his eyelids move a few times, he leaned forward, "Hey, it seems that your family is about to wake up."

Bao Xing hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and put down his bowl to come and take a look.

At this moment, the person on the bed struggling to open his eyes, looked at Yun Yan and replied: "Where is this, what happened, who are you..."

"I don't know, I'm just a midnight snacker..." Yun Yan just finished speaking, Bao Xing had already squeezed in front of him and said to him, "Lang Jun, this is Daxiangguo Temple in Bianjing, today you and I rushed here. In front of the monastery, you planted headlessly and felt unconscious. Thanks to the abbot here, Zen Master’s disciples found you and brought you in to be treated by the Zen Master before waking up."

Yun Yan looked back and saw that the man's lips were still white, and his black skin was particularly weak, so he turned around and called out.

After I got here, I took the pulse of the person again and said: "It's good to wake up, but I can't get out of bed for a while, and I need to take some medications."

This person thanked him again and again, and gave his name, "Fortunately, the abbot was rescued. I am grateful. I am surnamed Bao Mingzheng, a person from the Luzhou government..."

Yun Yan, who was doing nothing, opened his eyes wide when he turned his back on his shoulders. Fuck, Bao Zheng? Bao Gong? !

Bao Zheng saw that the boy next to him suddenly widened his eyes when he heard his name, his face was astonished, he couldn't help but pause, and asked curiously: "Why is this little brother so surprised when he heard my name, do you know me?"

Yun Yan nodded back, shook his head abruptly, and squatted and said, "No, I don’t know him. It’s just that Lang Jun and a friend of mine have the same name and surname, and he was born with the same skin color as Lang Jun, but he is not. From Luzhou Prefecture..."

At the moment, this Baogong—if it is indeed Bao Zheng—looks not very old, and he is not well-known in the world, so Yun Yanhui didn't dare to say that he knew him, so he had to find an excuse to explain his surprise.

"There is such a coincidence in the world?" Bao Zheng smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that there are people as black as me in the world."

Yun Yan replied: "..." Shouldn't it be said that there are people with the same name and surname as you? It seems that Mr. Bao is also used to being ridiculed by his skin color. I don't know if his nickname is really called Bao Heizi.

As soon as Bao Zheng woke up, he was short of breath without a few words, and Bao Xing hurriedly helped him to sleep.

Yun Yan wanted to continue to confirm, but had to say goodnight and went home.

Although it has been so long since the journey, Yun Yanhui really hasn't seen a few celebrities, especially those who have been in close contact.

In the past two years, Fan Zhongyan, who "worried the world first, and then enjoys the world", had known Kaifeng Mansion for a while, but Yun Yan had seen it from a distance a few times, but he did not have the opportunity to talk.

Unexpectedly, a Bao Qingtian descended from the sky, which made Yun Yan return a very unbelievable feeling. According to the understanding of the TV series, he vaguely remembered that Bao Zheng was from Luzhou, and this should be correct.

I didn't expect that Bao Zheng's skin was really so dark!

But the facial features are correct and handsome... By the way, doesn't it mean there are crescent moons on the head? I don't seem to see it.

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Yun Yan thought about it for a long time, and ran there again the next day.

It is common for him to come here, and Xiaobao is here, so no one thinks much about it, including Bao Xing, Bao Zheng's child servant.

Bao Zheng had not recovered yet, Yun Yan took the opportunity to talk to Bao Xing, and got to know the situation of his family. After knowing that his family’s Langjun characters were correct, he was completely sure. Bao Zheng.

Yun Yanhui still has a good impression of famous officials such as Ouyang Xiu, Fan Zhongyan, and Bao Zheng. This is a rare opportunity to get along with historical celebrities. Yun Yan wondered how to ask Bao Zheng for a word, so he enthusiastically I personally cooked the Hehua Fish Soup and sent it to Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng and Bao Xing saw that he brought the fish soup in person, and they thought it was because of Xiaobao's light.

When I drank the soup, it was full of fresh fragrance and the fragrance of grass. I knew it was the famous Daxiangguo temple fish. I quickly thanked him, "The fish is worth thousands of dollars in Luzhou. In the city, Ge Yan's cooking skills are even more exquisite, this fish soup is really precious."

"You are welcome. Although Hehuayu is rare for friends from other places, we Bianjing people are used to eating. You are sick. Drink more soup to replenish your body." Yun Yan looked back at them and took a sip of soup, and was careful. Asked, "Did you go to Beijing to rush for the exam?"

Bao Zheng smiled bitterly, "The virtuous brother does not know something. I am a jinshi in the previous subject. I was assigned to Fengyang Prefecture to become a county magistrate. Only because the prisoner was executed, and the prisoner was dismissed, I had no face to return to my hometown. Go to Beijing to make plans."

Bao Zheng said frankly that he was ashamed.

Hey, did Bao Qingtian still get fired? Yun Yan regained consciousness, and then comforted: "I think your Excellency is not a thing in the pool. You will definitely be able to reuse it soon. Don't be discouraged."

"It's a blessing for you." Bao Zheng was ill, but he felt a little more relieved. Hearing his sincere voice, he was also refreshed and thanked him.

Before Bao Zheng fell from a horse, he was exhausted from the long-distance running and was frustrated. Now, after taking the medicine and resting for a few days, he feels relieved again, he is naturally cured, and he can get out of bed and walk.

It coincided with the Wanxing Temple Fair of Daxiangguo Temple. Bao Zheng concentrated on scientific research during his visit to Beijing and never visited. This time he happened to live in the temple again, so he walked around the temple fair. He only felt that the temple was very lively but in an orderly manner, which shows that the temple management is careful .

Another observation, it is not that there are no disputes, but if they can't be resolved, they will drag each other to tell them what festival management office they want to go to Daxiangguo Temple. Bao Zheng became curious and followed.

I saw some long tables in a monastery, and the tables were full of clerks, and a few monks were immersed in their work. Those vendors who had disputes came to them, and the monks ruled for them.

Looking at it again, there are also lost and found, booth rental registration, safety management, etc. The monks perform their duties, and no one's energy is wasted. Such are the core managers of a large temple of the Great State.

Bao Zheng suddenly appreciated the fact that the people of the Great Song Dynasty’s yamen were overwhelmed, and the problem of redundant officials was serious. There were so many people who received salaries but did not work. Bao Zheng was surprised to see such a small management office operating so efficiently.

Although he has been dismissed, he still has the world in mind, so he couldn't help but inquire about the person in charge here. During the conversation with Kazran, he felt that the abbot was very wise, so he asked if it was ordered by the abbot rule.

The monk saw Bao Zheng's extraordinary manner and knew him well, so he was also very polite and said: "It was not set by the abbot, but it can't get rid of the relationship, just because the person in charge is the abbot, a layman, and his surname is Yun. Back."

Although Yun Yanhui did not apprentice a teacher, everyone seemed to have acquiesced in his identity, and it was not sooner or later.

When Bao Zheng heard the name, he said in surprise: "Yun Yanhui, but is there a brother named Zheng Yueren?"

The monk heard this and hurriedly said, "Does the donor know Ge Yan? Yes, it is him. His younger brother Zheng Yueren also followed the abbot to learn medical skills."

"The current system of the management office is all set by Brother Yan, we all know in the temple, he is this," the monk picked up the thumbs, and then moved out the evidence, "you may not know, the annual food festival, It was founded by our brother Yan."

Bao Zheng had forgotten the birth of the now-famous Daxiangguo Temple Food Festival. "Brother Yan is only fifteen or six years old. If he founded it, he was still a little kid back then?"

The monk nodded, "Yes."

Bao Zheng sighed and sighed: "It's really a child prodigy." Because the imperial court values ​​literary talent, most of the child prodigies who appeared in the Song Dynasty were famous for their talents. See you once.

He thought of the kind boy who had personally boiled fish soup for his brother and them. He was so white and delicate. He laughed very mildly, without showing any sharpness. He couldn't see that he was so courageous and thoughtful. He was really not arrogant or impetuous. , Better than many older people.

In addition, Xiaobao is also kind and kind, which leads to Bao Zheng's affection for this family even more.