Chapter 121 Beauty is like jade, jade does not know

"It is said that the top of the winter examination of the four major colleges is neither Xiang Changzhi of Shigu Academy, nor Bai Youxun and Yu Mohe of Bailu Cave. Of course, it is not Qian Zicheng of Yuelu Academy, but Yang Jing of Suiyang Academy in Songzhou City.

Speaking of Yang Jing, who is he?

You may not know, so let's take it easy..."

Song Ren Shangwen, especially in the comparison of the disciples of the four major academies, ranked first in the winter test, and the gossip in teahouses and restaurants also flew everywhere.

Yang Yanzhao has naturally become a well-known figure. Things have been spread with jealousy, and even the jade in his mouth is said to be colorful.

"I didn't expect that Brother Yanzhao could write poetry at the age of three, and he knew the past and the present at the age of five. It's really a rare wizard for thousands of years. Brother Bingyang, Brother Qiu Bai, you and I burned Gaoxiang in the previous life, otherwise how can you get to know Brother Yanzhao?"

Listening to the storyteller's spitting, South Korea took a sip of tea and said leisurely, which suddenly made Zhang Qian and Wen Zhongshu look at each other and smile.

"Brother Guangbi, if you want Yang Jing's signature, you can open your mouth directly. Why do you go around like this?"

As soon as this word came out, the tea just drunk in South Korea's mouth almost sprayed out. Zhang Qian and the two couldn't help laughing when they saw Yang Yanzhao's sincere appearance.

"You rogue, I'm going to talk to that person and tell you about your unbearable face."

The four people were talking and laughing, but they saw a man in black coming towards them. Seeing that the man walked lightly but breathing calmly, Yang Yanzhao immediately smiled.

"May I ask if Mr. Yang Jing is available?"

Like Guo Huai's urn sound, someone asked in a low voice.

"I'm at the bottom. I don't know what's wrong with you?"

"My master invited the prince to have a chat."

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao frowned slightly. This person was a master. The owner said in his mouth should be a powerful person. For a moment, he thought of Zhao Dezhao, who might be Zhao Yuanzuo.

At present, in Songzhou City, only these two royal relatives have such masters.

After talking to Zhang Qian and others, Yang Yanzhao got up and went out of the teahouse with the man in black. Outside the street, there was no heater, but he felt cold. He looked up at the gray sky and thought it was going to snow.

Subconsciously wrapped in the water-blue short jacket bought by Luo's girl. Later, he couldn't help smiling. With the improvement of his cultivation, he had no feeling for cold and warm. He couldn't help sighing in his heart. No matter what level you have reached, it was difficult to change the habits you had acquired.

With the man in black walking, unconsciously, he entered Suiyang Academy and continued to move forward. It was not until the near water in front of Qingtang Hanmei that he stopped walking.

He nodded to the other two bodyguards guarding outside the door. The man in black bowed respectfully to the wooden house and said, "Master, Mr. Yang has arrived."

"Please."

This voice is Zhao Yuanzuo.

However, when Yang Yanzhao knocked on the door and entered, he found that the small wooden house was already full of people, Zhao Tingmei, Zhao Dezhao, Zhao Yuanzuo, Di Qing, Zhang Hao, and even the girl in red and two other handsome young men.

What surprised Yang Yanzhao even more was the girl in white clothes. The girl he had fought with several times. She had a face that was charming enough to fascinate all sentient beings. She was looking at him with a pair of beautiful and smart eyes.

"Student Yang Jing has met Wei Wang, Qi Wang, Yan Wang, Shan Chang and Zhang Shi."

"Yang Jing, you know your sin!"

Before Yang Yanzhao got up, Zhao Tingmei's shouting fell down, which immediately made him a little confused. When did he offend the prince of the Song Dynasty?

Zhao Dezhao beside him showed a smile at the corners of his mouth, and Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes were full of puzzlement. Why was his uncle full of praise of Yang Jing just now, and now he is embarrassed by him.

He came with the order of his father and the emperor. He didn't care. When he saw Yang Jing, the person who saved his life was interested, and the latter did not disappoint Zhao Yuanzuo. He cut off the generals all the way and won the first place in the four major academies.

This is supposed to be a reward. What's wrong with Uncle Huang?

"The prince is angry. I don't know what the student has done. I hope the prince will indicate."

"Well, you don't even worship my princess Jinhua in court. Do you want to despise the national law? Where is the etiquette you read?

Princess Jinhua?

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao was stunned, and then his heart beat violently and looked at the two women in the room.

Both of them are national beauty, but somehow, he prefers the girl in white with a cold face.

Maybe she is the Chai princess she hit?

"Yuer, don't follow Uncle Huang to embarrass Yang Jing."

With Zhao Dezhao's words falling, the girl in white frowned disapprovingly, "Brother Dezhao, how can I embarrass him?"

The sound is like a forest stream, and the air gently turns in my heart.

It's really her!

Yang Yanzhao couldn't help looking at Chai Qingyun again. This was supposed to be the woman he was marrying, but now she looks a little strange. The only intersection of the two is just the three assassinations that can't be mentioned.

"Yang Jing has seen the princess. If it's rude, I hope the princess will not be blamed."

"Hmm, don't do it."

The voice was still crisp without fireworks, but somehow, there was a chill on the white face.

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart. Where did he offend the princess of the Song Dynasty? At least he had saved her many times. Without credit, he had to work hard.

Suddenly, Yang Yanzhao felt a burst of bitterness, because he didn't know why Zhao Dezhao was assassinated a few days ago. At that time, he saved Chai Qingyun, but he seemed to say the most cheap words.

"Little lady, there are no more than three things. Be careful."

I remembered that because of the sentence on Mount Hua, Confucian Jingyu was chasing behind his buttocks, but after a few thoughts, Yang Yanzhao seemed to feel that Chai Qingyun's face was a little colder.

How is this good? Although it is not sure whether he will like the first beauty of the Song Dynasty mentioned in the history books now, at least he can't offend him. Otherwise, a princess can pinch a small scholar into a human shape.

"Yuer, why are you so rude?"

At the critical moment, it was Zhao Dezhao who helped him relieve his siege again. After saying a word from Chai Qingyun, the latter quickly turned his head and turned his head with eagerness in his eyes, "Yang Jing, come forward quickly and write a copy of the song head of Ailian and water tune for me?"

As soon as this statement came out, Zhao Tingmei immediately sighed with regret. At this time, Yang Yanzhao roughly understood why he had been so powerful before.

Mostly, Zhao Dezhao and Zhao Tingmei took him to do some kind of gambling test. Naturally, the losing party couldn't show his face.

For what Zhao Dezhao said, and his eyes glanced at the faces of Di Qing and Zhang Shi, they were all smiling, so Yang Yanzhao did not refuse and bowed forward.

The rice paper was spread on the case as usual, and Zhao Dezhao even sharpened the inkstone. Yang Yanzhao was flattered, but the latter didn't care and urged him to pick up the pen quickly.

Xiaomao is still the pen engraved with green lotus. Yang Yanzhao picked it up, carried a sleeve robe in his left hand, and quickly wrote a book with fragrant ink.

When he saw his words, Zhao Yuanzuo on that side seemed to suddenly realize, "It turns out that Mr. Yang, who is respected by Brother Dezhao, is you!"

Seeing his surprised appearance, Yang Yanzhao raised his head and smiled gently, "King Wei is serious. Yang Jing is just playing with an axe in the class."

Soon, the two words were written. Zhao Dezhao hurried forward and gently blew the ink dry, as if he had got a treasure. He carefully put away the rice paper with a smile.

Maybe he saw Zhao Tingmei's unhappiness and couldn't pull his face. Finally, at Di Qing's suggestion, Yang Yanzhao wrote another song, but this was a small order, which was concise, which suddenly made Zhao Tingmei smile and immediately read it alright.

"The dead vine old tree faint crow, small bridge flowing water family, ancient road west wind thin horse. The sun is setting, and the broken-hearted people are on the horizon.

At this moment, although the song is not yet popular, the artistic conception described by this little order is enough to convince the people in the house. Yang Yanzhao, who bowed and stood on one side, couldn't help but feel at ease when he saw that Zhao Tingmei's heart was untied, but he did not notice the shyness in the beautiful eyes of the girl in red on the side of the window sill.

After asking for Yang Yanzhao's words, Zhao Tingmei's uncle and nephew were also worried, so they set out to Bianliang. Of course, Chai Qingyun also went back with them.

Yang Yanzhao has thought about it many times before, but at this moment, the two really meet, but there is a feeling of inexplicability.

Now, he is just an ordinary scholar, piercing his head and intending to go into the temple, raising the wind that has been buried in his heart for a long time.

Yang Yanzhao doesn't know how Yang Liulang fell in love with Princess Chai in history, so he did not fantasize about the dog-blooded plot of the tiger's body that can be subdued by the first beauty of the Song Dynasty.

Maybe, because of him, everything has changed.

However, before leaving, Zhao Yuanzuo pulled Yang Yanzhao aside and whispered. Seeing his serious face, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

This year's eleven- or twelve-year-old child just said his gratitude for saving his life last time, and vowed that although there are not many opportunities to leave the palace, when Yang Yanzhao arrives at Bianliang, he will definitely invite him to walk the street and eat delicious food in the world.

Looking at Zhao Yuanzuo, who left under the escort of Wu Bin and others, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing. He was sad and kind to the people born in the royal family.

In my memory, the ending of Zhao Guangyi's eldest son was very miserable. Thinking of this, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing again.

Looking at the last carriage swayed out of sight, Yang Yanzhao said goodbye to Di Qing and Zhang Hao and walked back alone, but he couldn't help thinking of the cold face with frost in his mind.