Chapter 134 Meet at Night

"Have some scholars been making trouble recently?"

"The official Shengming, the scholars who go to Beijing to take the exam are all heartbroken. How can they cause trouble?"

Zhao Guangyi's eyebrows loosened a little and waved his hand, "Go down."

Wang Ji'en, standing beside him, bowed and retreated, but was called by him. "What's new about Zhao Pu?"

Stopping his figure, Wang Jien replied softly, "After the incident of Sima Pin, Zhao Taibao has not been to the palace of the king of Qi. In addition to being busy with the affairs of the court all day, he stayed in the house at ease and didn't even go out."

"Hmm."

Zhao Guangyi muttered softly and waved his hand to Wang Ji'en again. The latter was ordered to bow and retreated.

By the Bianliang River, the noise is dazzling, the canoe draws boats, and I am drunk and nostalgic.

Settling down in the house bought by He Yu. As soon as she had dinner, the eight sisters who couldn't stand it and wanted to go shopping on the street.

"Exhaust, look, there's juggling over there!"

As if she had found something strange, Bamei rushed forward with the exhaust wind and went away with a lot of cheers.

He followed with a smile. Before he approached, a flame rose out of thin air, and suddenly the crowd cheered again.

Yang Yanzhao didn't feel strange about these fire-breathing tricks. Even those little mysteries understood it, but Bamei and others seemed to see it for the first time, and their faces were full of joy, and even Luo's daughters showed surprise in their eyes.

As for Xiao Muchun and others, they have been shouting for a long time, and the thing in front of them is more suitable for them than other things.

After the juggling, the child holding the iron plate asked for money from the people around him. Maybe it was a good time. Many people lost some money one after another. Xiao Muchun even took a piece of broken silver, which made the child's eyes suddenly bright and quickly bent over to thank him.

After that, Yang Yanzhao and others wandered around the market again. They were full of all kinds of objects. In addition to the things in the Song Dynasty, there were also strange products in the Western Persia and other places.

Of course, there are so many new things. Of course, I can't put them down. In a while, I bought a lot of things I like. Fortunately, there are many people and there is no shortage of people.

When the night arrived, Bian Liang tended to be silent. Yang Yanzhao and his party also returned happily. Xiao Muchun and others behind them were full of objects, talking and laughing about the scenery they had seen before.

"Do you dare to ask Yang Jing, Mr. Yang?"

At the entrance of the alley, a servant dressed as a servant in blue suddenly came out and asked softly. He looked at it a few times. Yang Yanzhao couldn't figure out where he had seen it, but he still answered, "It's right here. I don't know what's the matter?"

"My master wants to see the prince."

With that, the young man in blue pointed to one side, and the carriage parked on the roadside made a gesture to him.

This sentence made Yang Yanzhao frown slightly. Few people he met in Bianliang City, only Zhao Dezhao's brothers and Zhao Tingmei.

The servant in front of him is definitely not a servant of the royal palace, otherwise he would not call his master a 'master', but it's not true. Who will send someone to invite him late at night?

How rich and noble there are in Bianliang City. The person behind this little man may be a high and powerful person, but Yang Yanzhao also understands that emperors are not many truths. Therefore, when he doesn't know the truth, he is a little reluctant to avoid being misunderstood by others.

Just as he was about to come late to refuse, a person came out of the carriage, "Long time no see, Yang Jing."

Looking up, it was the invigilator in his examination room when he solved the exam in Fuzhou. At this time, Yang Yanzhao still didn't know the other party's name, and only vaguely remembered that his surname was Shangguan.

"Students have met Lord Shangguan."

Although the official family in the Song Dynasty ordered to stop the teacher relationship between the examinee and the examiner, and Yang Yanzhao did not intend to make friends with Shangguan Yun, now he is learning the way of Confucius and Mencius, and the etiquette is still indispensable.

"There is no need for such courtesy. Let's get in the car. My teacher wants to see you."

A mentor?

This word made Yang Yanzhao a little confused, but when Shangguan Yun appeared, he was really embarrassed to excuse himself, so he turned around and told Luo's women and others, and got into the carriage.

After he got on the car, he looked left and right a few times. The carriage was extremely ordinary, and Shangguan Yun no longer spoke and leaned against the window, and the young man in blue drove the carriage.

Halfway through the car, it suddenly stopped, but another middle-aged man with a medicine box and dressed as Langzhong boarded up.

At this time, Shangguan Yun seemed to come to his senses and nodded to the person, "There is Dr. Qiu."

"Your Excellency Shangguan is very polite."

The visitor said politely to Shangguan Yun, and then left his eyes on Yang Yanzhao. After a long time, he took it back, as if he had a slight understanding.

The carriage seemed a little crowded, and the three of them had no words, so the atmosphere seemed a little strange. Yang Yanzhao sat upright, and China listened to the sound of the car gently rolling on the masonry road.

Finally, the carriage stopped, and a trace of anxious voice came out, "D. Dr. Qiu, you are finally here. My old lady is sick, and please ask Dr. Qiu to take a look at it quickly."

The curtain was opened, and it was a face full of anxiety. Lang Zhong, who came halfway, hurriedly got out of the car, "The old housekeeper is so panicked. Is it possible that the old lady is very sick?"

"The old lady has had a headache since dinner. We servants don't know what happened. Dr. Qiu should go and check his pulse and prescribe some medicine for the old lady."

"The old housekeeper leads the way."

With that, the two of them walked quickly to the house. Yang Yanzhao also saw where he was through the half-open carriage curtain. Between the two big red lanterns, the word 'Zhao Fu' was powerful.

He has been here. In order to see Zhao Guangyi, Yang Yanzhao walked through the prestigious streets of Bianliang City. Naturally, he will not forget this elegant mansion.

It turned out to be Zhao Pu looking for him!

While Yang Yanzhao was thinking, Qiu Langzhong's scolding came from his ear, "Qian De, what are you still doing? Why don't you follow me to diagnose the old lady's pulse!"

Still puzzled, Shangguan Yun stuffed the medicine box that Qiu Langzhong was carrying into his hand and looked at him, "Go quickly!"

At that moment, Yang Yanzhao understood. He jumped out of the carriage with the medicine box, lowered his head, pretended to know what was wrong, and quickly followed Qiu Langzhong to Zhao's house.

In the courtyard, the lights are brilliant, the glazed blue tiles are shining all over the walls. Even Yang Yanzhao, who has seen Zhao Dezhao's palace, has to praise it in his heart.

As Qiu Langzhong came to the backyard, the left and right servants walked quickly, and it seemed that something really happened.

After a while, he heard a painful moan. Hearing this, the old housekeeper couldn't help speeding up his body and walked to the hut surrounded by a group of people in brocade.

"Big son, little boy, Dr. Qiu is here."

The old man in purple hurried forward, "Quick, invite Dr. Qiu into the house."

Yang Yanzhao, who followed him, looked at these people for a long time. Seeing their expressions, it was not like a lie. What's more, the pain in the room was also true. Did Zhao Pu take advantage of the critical illness of his family to sneak him into the house?

In this way, Zhao Pu's meeting with him doesn't want outsiders to know.

Taking a look at the people outside the house again, Yang Yanzhao understood that Zhao Pu was not in it, but in the house, so even if he didn't know what the other party was looking for him for, he still followed Qiu Langzhong and entered the house without hesitation.

In the room, the sandalwood is curling, and on the bed, a woman is frowning and calling in pain. By the bed, several maids are busy at a loss.

"Old lady, do you feel better?"

Hearing the sound, the woman opened her eyes and saw that it was Qiu Langzhong. She shook her head bitterly, "D. Dr. Qiu, you are finally here."

Qiu Langzhong sent away the servants, stretched out his index finger, and put it on the woman's wrist. After a long time, he nodded, took the medicine box from Yang Yanzhao's hand, took out the silver needle bag, took out a few, and stuck it on the woman's acupuncture points.

When he finished, the woman, who was originally in extreme pain, suddenly regained her composure, while Qiu Langzhong quickly walked aside and turned the sandalwood incense burner a few times.

A small voice sounded. Before Yang Yanzhao could react, half of the wall in front of him had turned open. Qiu Langzhong pointed to him, "Lord Taibao is waiting for you."