Chapter 251 Sanguancheng

The dawn jumped out, and Bianliang City was still bustling and noisy.

With Yang Yanzhao's order, Zhu Li and others left the yard early, walked in the streets and alleys, and listened to the news from all directions. It seemed that overnight, the slanders that made them angry disappeared and replaced them with praise.

What the hell is going on?

A group of men did not understand the mystery, but they were quite happy in their hearts. They sighed about Yang Yanzhao's magical ability. In addition to being happy, they even found a small restaurant and drank happily.

The wind has changed, but the imperial historian in the court is still serious and persistently handing the folds of the play. Of course, these are all blocked outside the Zichen Hall. This time, the owner of the Song Dynasty is still the grudge of the many courtiers.

And these are not in Yang Yanzhao's concern. After knowing that the "Jubao Pavilion" solved a murder, he settled down and invested 6,000 taels of silver in the construction of the small building while anxiously waiting for those who volunteered to take the bait.

In the morning, there was no movement. Although he was anxious, Yang Yanzhao understood that the wind and waves were rising now. Even if there were people who were moved, they were afraid that they would be watching. They could only suppress their restless hearts and enter the palace as usual to teach Zhao Yuanzuo.

After getting along with each other for two or three months, Zhao Yuanzuo now admires Yang Yanzhao more and more. His respect is vaguely comparable to Zhao Pu and Li Fang.

"Yang Shi, who is ancient and modern, multi-skilled, shows the shape of a saint between words and deeds."

When there was no one around, Zhao Yuanzuo often said to Zhao Heng like this, and his words were full of admiration, which made Zhao Heng, who was not deeply involved in the world, also affected by it, and his love for Yang Yanzhao became more and more enthusiastic.

So, without knowing it, with two hardcore fans, maybe if it were an ordinary person, Yang Yanzhao would be secretly proud, but if he knew the two princes in the deep palace in the future, he would have a headache.

"Yang Shi, can you tell me a paragraph about the Three Kingdoms?"

In the Prince's East Palace, Zhao Heng was dressed in moon-white embroidered gold-edged dragon clothes. The poems and books in front of him were closed, and the pen and ink were put aside. He was looking at Yang Yanzhao, who was packing up the books full of pleading.

Yang Yanzhao was extremely opposed to the name of Yang Shi, but he couldn't stand the grinding temper of the two brothers, so he had to compromise. When no one was around, he was allowed to call them like this.

The story of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms was told by Zhao Yuanzuo to Zhao Heng. Unexpectedly, the latter was also fascinated. Every time Yang Yanzhao came to the East Palace to lecture, he would also bring pen and ink scriptures and listen meticulously.

However, after the class, Zhao Heng showed hope and begged Yang Yanzhao to talk about the Three Kingdoms. At this time, Zhao Yuanzuo involuntarily leaned forward, with his ears up, and his eyes were also eager.

Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao, who closed the book, looked left and right. The maid of honor was sent out before. It seems that the two have already planned it. Fortunately, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is not included in the forbidden book. In addition, the two brothers have been studying well recently, so they did not refuse. They took a sip of the tea handed over by Zhao Heng and began to follow. I talked about it before.

The time was very accurate. Half an hour later, the tea in the cup was just finished. Although Zhao Yuanzuo and Zhao Heng's eyes were still not enough, Yang Yanzhao did not go down. He got up, saluted and walked out of the palace.

Along the way, when he met those maids of honor, Yang Yanzhao would nod and smile, and these humble existences in the palace were also used to the gentleness of this young Lord Yang, all of whom were respectful, and more familiar people. They would come forward to say a few words and gossip with him.

All the way out of the palace, although he often stopped and said something, Yang Yanzhao was still thinking about the third hall in his mind. Unconsciously, he was outside the imperial city.

The guard of the forbidden army on duty showed a friendly smile, opened the gate, and watched the young Hanlin waiter leave, but his eyes were full of envy.

He was so young that he became the prince's teacher. In the future, it would be great.

He sighed in his heart and couldn't help sighing. In the end, as usual, he clenched his spear, continued to guard the imperial city and did his duty.

Outside the imperial city, at the end of Tianjie, Xiao Muchun saw Yang Yanzhao coming and was about to rush forward with the carriage, but he saw a man in a black robe walking ahead of him. "But Yang Jing, Lord Yang?"

Yang Yanzhao, who was meditating, raised his head. He had also seen this man. He was a servant in Wang Pu's mansion, and that day he was led to the Duke's mansion.

After a few polite words, the Taoist prince invited him. Although he did not understand the reason, Yang Yanzhao still went there happily.

In the Qi Duke's Mansion, Wang Pu was dressed in a white shirt and tasting tea in the yard. When he saw Yang Yanzhao, he smiled. After casually said something, he opened his mouth and said that he wanted to write for the three pavilions.

Hearing this, the latter was overjoyed. Wang Pu did not ask about the affairs of the dynasty, but he had a status. Now he takes the initiative to write an inscription, which is undoubtedly a big push for others who are moved but afraid.

After thanking him, Yang Yanzhao took the well-written rice paper and said goodbye to Wang Pu with the 3,000 taels of silver. He got into the carriage. Before he arrived at the yard, he smelled the sound of a call.

"Lord Yang can be in the car. My master wants to invite Lord Yang to the house for a chat."

I lifted the curtain and saw a blue-shirted man coming. It seemed to be a little familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a moment.

It seemed to see the doubt on his face, and the visitor smiled, "My master is the Shaobao of the dynasty. When Lord Yang went to the university and came to the house for the first time, the villain had seen the lord."

It turned out to be Zhao Pu's servant. No wonder he seemed to have known each other. He had been to the prime minister's mansion several times, but later he deliberately stayed away and forgot it for a while.

Since returning to Bianliang, this was the first time Zhao Pu invited him. Of course, Yang Yanzhao was not easy to refuse, so he asked Xiao Muchun to turn his head and follow the people to Zhuque Street.

I haven't seen him for many days. Zhao Pu in Yunjin's white robe looked gentle and greeted Yang Yanzhao enthusiastically, while Wen Zhongshu and Han Hua behind him looked a little embarrassed.

After drinking some tea and talking about the anecdotes in the wild, Zhao Pu then expressed his intention to invite guests to the door. It turned out that he also wanted to tossss money to inscription.

The Zhaowen Museum, History Museum and Jixian Academy in the three halls have been finished, but Yang Yanzhao has been ready for a long time, and there are pavilions and other untitled pavilions, and there are so many pavilions that can be pasted with famous sayings and warnings and signature seals on each floor. Isn't this more popular?

Sure enough, Zhao Pu was very happy to write a sentence that he thought he was very satisfied, "Read the book of sages, when you know all kinds of flavors, and open the prosperity of the Song Dynasty."

Looking at this elegant handwriting, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but think of the 'half of the Analects governing the world' that had been firmly printed in his mind, and he couldn't help sighing secretly.

It seems that there are too many people who keep a low profile.

After taking the silver and words, Yang Yanzhao did not stay in Zhao Pu's house for a long time, and the latter also understood that he deliberately opened the distance and did not force him to stay. He just smiled and said that he had nothing to do in the future and came to sit down. Yang Yanzhao accepted these.

With the lead of Wang Pu and Zhao Pu, Yang Yanzhao's yard suddenly became lively. For several days in a row, people kept looking for it, and even some retired ministers who didn't care about the world sent people to find it. Soon, more than a dozen inscriptions were sold.

Of course, there are also people who come from endless sources. Yang Yanzhao can't accept these. Rare things are the most precious thing. Since you don't do it as soon as possible, you can only regret it.

As for offending people, he is not worried about this. There is naturally no problem with the master in the palace. Perhaps, the master in the palace is to support a factionless and powerless minister who is hostile to many courtiers.

Although some people don't want to admit this conjecture, Yang Yanzhao has no choice but to take it one step at a time.

Finally, there was enough money. The third hall continued to operate in full swing. Thousands of people started construction at the same time. Soon, a small building with three floors and 60 rooms stood on the side of the third hall.

Looking at the red bricks and green tiles, Yang Yanzhao breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat on his face, grinned, and smiled happily.