Jinyi Fengliu

Chapter 155 Bachelor

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Chapter 15

After busy settling the affairs in the government, Song Nan is also physically and mentally exhausted. Fortunately, the rules and regulations will definitely come down. In the future, he will be much more idle. As long as he grasps the master, he will be successful. This is the principle of leading generals and soldiers, and hierarchical management is worry-free and labor-saving.

While busy, Song Nan also suddenly found that the 18th year of Hongzhi's New Year was also coming, and the family began to buy New Year's goods. By the stone mill and stone mortar in the courtyard of the house, some people were busy grinding rice every day, preparing to make rice cakes, meat dumplings and so on.

Ye Fanggu also rarely ran away with Song Nan. After Luo Fang died, Dongchang had long dared to show off in Zhengnanfang. Every day, she watched Song Nan talk to those Jinyiweiqi schools or write some terms on the desk. Ye Fanggu herself was also very boring. It was better to practice kung fu at home to accompany Song's mother and prepare with Qingli Xiaoping. It's free to prepare New Year's goods.

The little princess also secretly came several times. The people of the Song family naturally treated the little princess like a guest, not to mention their identity. Just sacrificing their lives to save Song Nan's life is enough to make everyone serve as Bodhisattva. The little princess's temper changed greatly and brought some gifts to everyone every day. Song's mother did not need to say that she ate big and small bags of clothes. The plug, in words, is also the sweetness of an old lady, who can't close her mouth.

Although Song's mother also knows that it may be difficult for the princess of the princess of the Duke's Mansion to marry into her own small family, she always has some thoughts in her heart. If she can climb to the in-laws of the Mansion, it is really the virtues of the Song family's ancestors. It's not that Ye Fanggu and Lu Qingli are not good. From the position of Song's mother, her son is the best in the world. Although Ye Fanggu and Lu Qingli are also the daughters of a good family, they are not suitable for any of Song Nan's main room. After all, the origin is unknown and there are no parents in the family. At this time, she has also forgotten the discrimination she has suffered.

After being busy with things in the government office for half a month, Song Nan almost forgot that she still had an identity as a waitress of Zhan Shifu. On the morning of the twelfth lunar month, Liu Jin personally came out of the palace to find Song Nan. Song Nan was shocked to find that she had gone too far. Looking at Liu Jin's bulging appearance, Song Nan quickly stuffed 20 taels of silver to make amends, and Liu Jin was a little less angry.

Song Nan also quickly wrapped a few newly released ducks and followed Liu Jin into the palace to meet Zhu Houzhao. On the way, Liu Jin reminded: "Song Shidu, the prince has been in a bad mood recently. You can persuade them later. There is nothing we can do."

Song Nan asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Jin sighed, "Don't you know that a cabinet scholar recommended a bachelor named Yang Tingyu written by Hanlin Xiu. This man is very old-fashioned and drives the prince crazy."

Song Nan said in astonishment, "Yang Tinghe?"

Liu Jin said, "Yes, do you know him?"

Song Nan felt that the name was very familiar. Later generations seemed to remember such a person when they read history books, but they couldn't remember the specific situation, but since she had an impression, she should be a very famous person.

"I don't know him. Why did this man force the prince?"

Liu Jin said, "Don't mention it, but I heard that Yang Tinghe has some skills. In the 14th year of Chenghua Hall, he was promoted to Zuochunfang University Scholar in two years. Although several cabinet ministers who are not as famous are loud, their knowledge is not inferior to them. This time, I don't know who is cheap and said in front of the emperor that the prince's academic progress is slow. The former young master and other professors were weak, and the emperor was very anxious, so Li Dongyang, a university scholar, recommended Yang Ting and Ren Dongge as a young teacher. This Bachelor Yang often lives in the Wenhua Hall and urges his studies every day. As long as he is not familiar with the classics and poems, he is not allowed to rest. The prince is angry and lifts the table several times and tore up the books, but Yang Tinhe is still the same. The prince didn't do anything. Who did he tell? Tell the emperor that it will inevitably cause some reprimand, so naturally he is in a bad mood.

Song Nan said, "Eunuch Liu should persuade him, or find something to play to relax the prince, ride a horse and shoot arrows, and relax literature and martial arts, which is also good for relieving the prince's mood."

Liu Jin said, "Don't mention it. There is no time to let the prince play. I have thought of a lot of ways, but Yang Ting and Tiantian followed. The prince's book was not written down, and the poems were not well written. That's absolutely not free. Unfortunately, it's my thoughts."

Song Nan frowned and said, "I have no idea if I go in this situation."

Liu Jin said, "Song Shidu, don't forget your duties. You are the prince, and you have to help you figure it out. The prince said yesterday that you haven't been here for a long time, and you can't even eat a bite of fresh duck. These days are simply difficult; I heard complaints, so I came to call you today, you If you don't go, the prince will be angry with you, but don't blame your brother for not speaking for you.

Song Nan scratched her head and said, "Thank you very much to Eunuch Liu. Anyway, I'll go and talk about it later. Maybe the prince is in a bad mood after staying in the palace for too long. He still needs to study. How can the future emperor not learn some of the ability to govern the world? But according to you say so, Yang Tinghe is too anxious. Although the prince is precious for the future Son, but after all, he is also a 16- or 17-year-old young man. How can he study all day and not rest?

Liu Jin said, "That's right, stop it. Let's go quickly. The prince can't see me in a moment, and I'm afraid he will be angry with me again. Zhang Yong and others are wise to protect themselves. They all hide far away, his mother, a bunch of careless things; the master came up when he was happy, and the prince was unhappy and disappeared."

Song Nan listened to his complaints and was not easy to answer. What Zhang Yong said that day came to mind. It seemed that the relationship between Liu Jin and Zhang Yong and others around the prince was indeed not harmonious.

The two galloped into the palace and rushed to the Wenhua Hall. As soon as they entered the apse, they felt that the atmosphere was wrong. The little eunuchs stood on the porch timidly, and they all dared not come out of the atmosphere. They heard the sound of clutter overturning in the study.

"How can I live this life? If you think of a way, you will frown and stare at your master suffering one by one. Aren't Zhang Yong, Gao Feng, Gu Dayong, and you guys usually very smart? Why is there no sound now? All of them eat for free." Zhu Hou's angry voice came out, followed by another sound of smashing.

Zhang Yong's timid voice came: "Your Highness, the maidservants can't help this matter. You don't know that Yang's nature has been for so many days, and the emperor is looking at him again. What do you think we can do?"

"What should I do? What should I do? You will say what to do. If there is nothing you can do, I will be driven crazy, bastard, Yang Ting and this bastard."

"Your Highness, please be quiet and teach him to say that the prince is disrespectful to the teacher and tired of learning."

Song Nan looked at Liu Jin. Liu Jin showed an expression that you believed now. She reached out and made a gesture of invitation without words. Song Nan was helpless and stepped in. As soon as she lifted the curtain, she saw a thing hit her head. She quickly reached out and copied it in her hand, but it was a scroll of ancient books.

Zhu Houzhao saw Song Nan at a glance and shouted, "Do you still know how to enter the palace? I haven't seen anyone for so many days. What's the use of you as a waiter?

Song Nan frowned and arched his hand, "Your Highness, why are you so angry? My business outside is too busy to come out.

Zhu Houzhao said angrily, "What's going on outside is a matter, but isn't my business?"

Song Nan said, "Your Highness, calm down your anger first. What on earth is angry about? Let's talk about it and listen to it. I'll help you figure it out. Come on, while eating, I've brought the newly baked duck.

Zhu Houzhao said, "There is no matter if there is a duck." Having said that, he sat down angrily, reached out and pulled the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, crackled, and pulled it all to the ground.

Song Nan smiled bitterly. Zhu Houzhao is completely a childish temper, but he is not a bad person. Tired of learning and fun is a common problem of young people.

Liu Jin, Zhang Yong and others saw that Zhu Houzhao's temper showed signs of calming down, and quickly waved their hands secretly. The little eunuchs and maids quickly picked up the things on the ground and cleaned them up. Song Nan had already tore the duck meat on the table * roast duck. The duck meat was fragrant. Zhu Houzhao stared at his throat and swallowed his saliva and forgot to be bored for the time being. Annoyed, the expected index finger moved greatly.

Liu Jin and others breathed a sigh of relief, and finally the storm passed. Fortunately, Song Nan came in time, otherwise he didn't know when it would be. Out of gratitude, Zhang Yong personally made a cup of tea for Song Nan.

Song Nan wrapped duck meat buns and smiled and said, "Your Highness, I heard that the new scholar Yang is more serious and strict. Can Your Highness still adapt to it?"

Zhu Houzhao was chewing duck meat buns to enjoy. Hearing the words, his eyes suddenly opened and said vaguely, "Adapt to it? Yang Tinghe went too much and completely regarded me as a cow and horse. Everything was poured into it, and I was about to be tossed to death by him.

Song Nan said, "Oh? Can't you recite the book, or can't you understand it? Reading is a good thing. When the prince will reign in the world in the future, he naturally needs to know how to govern the world. The book has its own reason, which is also the emperor's expectation.

Zhu Houzhao sighed and said, "I don't understand these, but Yang Tingyu is too cruel. He reads three articles every day and answers according to the articles. He also needs to write two poems and learn 300 words. Am I an iron one? That's all. If there is a mistake in answering questions and reciting, you are not allowed to rest. The poems are written without rhyming and can't pass. After a day, my brain is confused. The poem of the day before yesterday didn't pass. I don't know how to toss me when he comes later. Now when I see him, I can't wait to bite him to relieve him.

Zhu Houzhao bit the duck meat bun fiercely and quickly chewed it down, as if he were biting Yang Tinghe.

Song Nanxin said: The prince hasn't grown up yet, and the child's heart is open.

"It's a little too much. The sea of books is endless. It's never too late to learn. This kind of cramming hard force is naturally disgusted, and even I will be angry."

Zhu Houzhao nodded as if he met a bosom friend and said, "Yes, I just heard this, or do you understand it? They usually chatter like Brother Qiao. At the critical moment, they dared to nibble at all. It really made me angry even if I was fooled by Yang Tinghe."

Liu Jin, Zhang Yong and others looked embarrassed. Song Nan hurriedly said, "Several father-in-law also have no way. The emperor values the prince's lecture. If they talk nonsense, won't they be sued by Yang Tinghe?"

Zhu Houzhao said, "Then what should I do? Just suffering so hard? I used to be able to ride horses and shoot arrows, but now it's good. My mind is full of articles and poems every day. What does it mean for me, the prince?

Song Nan said, "Your Highness, don't say sad words. You are the future emperor. Isn't these words going to let the ministers talk nonsense? Don't worry. I'll meet Yang Tingyu later to see what his way he has and persuade him to be more relaxed to His Royal Highness."

Zhu Houzhao said, "Can you persuade him? This man is very pedantic, with a whole wooden pimple.

Liu Jin, Zhang Yong and others also showed a sneer and thought to their hearts: Don't be embarrassed, the prince is not a bird. Can you be a bird if you are a waiter? However, on the thought that although he and others did not dare to fool around, Song Nan volunteered to let him go. Anyway, he was not the unlucky one.