Tang Yi came out of the palace from the side of the leaky courtyard, and the people who were still looking forward to it in front of the Xuande Gate were still waiting for Tang Zihao, the youngest prince in the Great Song Dynasty, to come out and let everyone take a look. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

didn't know that the Tang madman only left a chic and arrogant back of the Manchu Dynasty......

"Play by yourself!" How domineering this sentence is.

Tang Yi is still his "grass people", and he is still hiding behind as his Tang madman.

As for the Daqing Palace, what kind of expression did the hundred officials do at this time, and the people of Kaifeng heard that this madman had pushed Xianggong's high position, what was his reaction, he really didn't have much interest in knowing.

As soon as I got out of the palace wall, I saw Cao Tong and Pan Feng standing in front of Shangshu Province across the street, looking very profound, waiting for Tang Yi.

Tang Yi raised his eyebrows and swayed across the street.

"How do you know I'm coming out of this door?"

The two glanced at each other, "With your temperament, if you want to be an official, you won't refuse to take the exam." ”

"Since you are not an official, there is no need to go to Xuandemen to be pointed at by the people, right?"

Tang Yi listened to it, so he had to smile bitterly, the partners of ten years really knew each other too well.

"Then do you want me to be this official?"

Pan Feng Dale, "Official? Do you still need to be an official? It's good to be white! ”

Cao Tong also said: "You are not suitable for the court, so go back and be your madman!" ”

Tang Yi nodded with satisfaction, "I'll just say I didn't make a mistake!" ”

After speaking, he strode forward and left the two behind.

Cao Tong looked at Tang Yi's back in a daze, in such an era of scholars, he knew how could Tang Yi care so much about his official position? It's just that in the face of individuals and ideals, this madman has made another trade-off.

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Catch up with Tang Yi: "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

Tang Yi paused for a moment and turned to look at the two.

"Tell Wen Yanbo, Ding Du, Bao Zheng, Wang Gongchen, Ouyang Xiu, three days later, Guanlan will gather!"

Pan Feng's expression perked up, "Are you going to start?" ”

Tang Yi nodded solemnly.

"Let all shareholders of Guanlan Commercial Cooperation be present in three days!" As he spoke, Tang Yi continued to move forward. "It's time to dry your hole cards!"

Cao Tong twisted his eyebrows and said, "Don't be in such a hurry, right?" You've just come back, so let's rest for a few days. ”

"How many days off?" Tang Yi said helplessly. "If my guess is correct, Your Majesty doesn't even want to wait for three days!"

If Zhao Zhen had this patience, he would not have to specifically mention "I will take office on the same day" in the appointment decree of the three envoys.

If Tang Yi guessed correctly, there must be a big problem with the imperial court now, at least financially.

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Yu Taohuawu took a boat down the Bianshui south, did not stay in the city for a moment, and after an hour, the return to the mountain was in front of him.

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Huishan is still the same Huishan, the market is drunk and golden, and the prosperity is still the same.

Tang Yi came back quietly and got off the boat quietly, and there was no pomp.

However, "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows you", how many people will turn a blind eye to him, a hero of Fuyan!?

Everyone who knew Tang Yi looked sideways and watched this hero go home. I didn't know who Tang Zihao was, and when I saw the battle on this long street, I couldn't help but ask in a low voice, and when I learned that this was the famous Tang Zihao, I also saluted with my eyes.

And Tang Yi couldn't help but be curious, he hadn't returned for a few months, and there was no change on the surface of the mountain, but ......

This man?

There are obviously a lot of outsiders dressed in different Beijing folk customs and accents on the streets.

You must know that at the time of the big competition, the foreign moves of the Beijing division were only at the current level.

It's been four months since Dabidu, where are so many people from outside Beijing?

Just thinking about it, the sound of the piano suddenly came to his ears, Tang Yi listened carefully, but it was "Ambush on All Sides". Merely......

couldn't help but twist his eyebrows and raise his head, at the window on the second floor of Ningxiang Pavilion, the red goblin was facing the street and stroking the qin.

But it's even more charming.

It's just that why isn't the "Victory Song" in the last three stanzas?

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After a pause, he still dispelled the idea of going in, looked at the Guanlan Academy in front of him, and left without looking back.

Wait until he's gone. The sound of the piano upstairs also stopped suddenly.

With a bang, the rarely opened window closed again. ......

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Climbing the stairs, Tang Yi walked up all the way from the mountain gate to the façade of the courtyard with a slight heaviness.

Fan Zhongyan, Yin Zhu and other masters were already standing there to greet him.

There were no words of grandeur and sorrow, not even a word of praise.

Fan Zhongyan just said lightly, "I'm back......"

"Yes, I'm back."

Fan Zhongyan nodded slowly, looked up sideways, and his gaze was the sheep intestine path at the corner of Beiping Mountain.

"Let's go and say hello to the three division commanders first......"

Tang Yi nodded, took the hemp clothes and filial piety belt from Fan Chunren's hand, and walked towards the north screen step by step.

Three-year ......

Nearly three years later, the old prince's "Tang Yi is not allowed to go up the mountain to worship" was finally abolished. Because the land of the ancestors was brought back.

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Three lonely tombs, gazing at the water, looking down on the Guanlan.

Tang Yi came to the tomb, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, carefully unfolded it, and added a handful of soil inside to the three tombs.

Zhan Mei chuckled and said, "Three Venerable Elders, do you smell it?" This is the taste of Yanyun, the taste of our ancestors' land! ”

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Looking at Liu Qigong's tombstone, "I'm sorry, I disappointed Master Liu, Yi failed to achieve fame after all." ”

Looking at Du Yan's new grave, "Master Du can sleep peacefully every day, and no one bothers him."

In the end, after sitting there for nearly three years, he knelt heavily in front of the tomb for the first time......

"Yan Yun has recovered, but the old prince can't stop me anymore......"

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The mountain breeze swept through, with a hint of summer sweetness, brushing away the wetness of Tang Yi's cheeks.

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Tang Yi stayed on Beiping Mountain until dusk.

Xu was really tired, and when he returned to the Tang family's small building, Jun Xinzhuo went to the dining house to fetch food and came back, and saw him crooked on the couch, holding Xiao Qiaoge's jade hand tightly, sleeping sweetly.

"I, I, I ......"

"He, he, he ......" Xiao Qiaoge's face turned red. He said he had a headache and went to sleep. ”

"I can't wake up."

"Let him sleep!" Jun Xinzhuo whispered.

Since the day he set out, it seems that Tang Yi has not had a good night's sleep, and when he went home, the tight string was finally loosened.

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After waiting for more than an hour, Tang Yi opened his eyes once.

"What time is it?"

Brother Xiao Qiao sat on the edge of the couch, and his little hands were still in Tang Yi's grasp.

"It's late at night, get up and get something to eat!"

Tang Yi moved into the couch, vacated a space, moved his body, and changed to a comfortable position, "Don't eat." With that, he fell asleep again.

just grabbed Xiao Qiaoge's hand and never let go.

Brother Xiao Qiao looked upstairs with a weak heart, and then looked at the vacant half of the couch, thinking distraughtly:

I don't know if Sister Jun is really resting......