Records of the King of Xin'an County

Mr. Song Kesong has always been straightforward, and after formally confirming the master-student relationship with Wang Zixian, he simply lived in the Wang family's small courtyard.His first wife died young, and he had no children, and he only brought a few servants with him in the rented yard. When he moved here, he was almost empty-handed, with only a few carts of books following him, which was very simple.Wang Zixian ordered A Liu to clean up the east wing where Wang Ziling lived before, and give him a temporary residence, the small courtyard immediately became lively.

"...Is there any reason for the disciple to live in the main room and the master to live in the side room?" Mr. Song strolled to the disciple's study room, expressing his dissatisfaction with his behavior of not respecting the teacher, "those scrolls for the teacher How can you put it in the wing room? Your study is a bit empty after all, and half of it is allocated to the teacher to store the books." In fact, there is not much difference in size between the main room and the wing room, but it shows that the status is different; The master has never cared about the dignity of the teacher, but it has become his habit to criticize the disciples when there is nothing to do.

"How to use the study is up to the master. However, the disciple does not live in the main room just for enjoyment." Wang Zixian thought for a while, then got up and went to the bedroom, and opened the secret door hidden behind the closet.

Mr. Song, who followed curiously, stared straight at the dark tunnel, speechless for a moment.He was always open and at ease, so how could he have imagined that there was a hidden door in this simple and simple courtyard, which seemed to hide some big secret?Knowing that his disciple is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Guozijian student, why does he seem like a dangerous person who wants to do "big things"?

"Please sir." Wang Zixian didn't give any explanation, and walked ahead with a candlestick to lead him.

Mr. Song hesitated for a moment, but in the end curiosity overcame everything and followed.At this time, he can only comfort himself - although his disciples are black in heart, liver, spleen and lungs, but they will not secretly plot evil.Presumably, the hidden door is just a collection of things that he doesn't want to be known: such as some strange things, or some kind of erotic palace.Hehe, after all, he is a young man of this age, and he doesn't have a well-informed maidservant around him, so how can he not have the slightest reverie?

Wang Zixian doesn't know how rich and colorful his husband's imagination is, otherwise he might be a little ridiculous.After walking about ten steps in the dark passage, he got into the rockery road.Then, he blew out the candlestick, put it aside, and walked out of the rockery.Mr. Song also came out, and then he saw the snow-covered lake not far away, the octagonal pavilion surrounded by gorgeous barriers, and three or five plum trees planted outside the pavilion.

In front of the bright red plum blossoms, there stands a figure in white fox fur, as if he is sniffing the fragrance of the plum blossoms, and looking carefully at the graceful posture of the plum blossoms.Wang Zixian walked quickly, with a hint of eagerness in his graceful steps, as if he couldn't wait for a moment.

Seeing such a scene in Mr. Song's eyes, he couldn't help but think again: So it's not some erotic picture, but the golden house hiding the beauty, meeting every now and then? !Tsk tsk, today's young people are really bold!How could it be like they used to only know how to look at the little ladies during the Shangsi Festival and Shangyuan Festival?However, if Lang has a concubine who is interested, why not propose marriage quickly?Could it be that their identities are different?Or are the parents of the Wang family really unreliable?Then wait for Zixian to come out with a first-class title, and he, the husband, will personally propose marriage for him!

Just as Mr. Song was smiling while holding his beard, the next moment, the person standing in front of the plum tree looked back, revealing a handsome face.And the imagination in his mind has progressed to a full house of disciples and grandchildren, and he can also enjoy the joy of disciples and grandchildren around his knees. Mr. Song took a closer look, and the smile on his face froze instantly—wait, did he read it right? !Isn't that, isn't that the Xin'an County King I met in the Imperial College last time?The emperor's grandson who is rumored to be the most favored by saints at present!

etc!Is there any close friend in the world who meets each other through secret roads? !Isn't it shameful?Why? !Why? !How can people not be misunderstood by doing such a thing? !I can't blame him for thinking too much!Do these two young men understand what is meant by "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water"?

"Zi Xian, Mr. Song." Li Hui nodded with a smile, "Congratulations to you two for forming a master-student relationship. Zi Xian is rare to have the eyes of an elder, and I will trouble Mr. Song to teach him in the future." Although he looked down on Wang Zixian He is a close friend, but after all, he feels that he is much older, so he has been doing his best to take care of him and consider him.When these words came out, there was also a vague sense of elder brother entrusting younger brother.

However, Wang Zixian never thought much about it, he only thought that he treated him wholeheartedly.After all, judging from his age alone, he is several months older than Li Hui.

Mr. Song suppressed all kinds of slander in his heart, and also showed a reserved expression of "a tall hermit".He has never understood the twists and turns, and he heard the sincerity in these words, and his still slightly stiff expression eased a little: "Since he is the old man's disciple, the old man will naturally not treat him badly—" He He had never been able to speak, so he added a little awkwardly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"Mr. Song doesn't have to be so cautious." Li Hui smiled, "I am talking with Zixian, and Mr. Song is naturally my elder. If Mr. Song doesn't dislike it, he can call me by my name. If I have words in the future, You can call him whatever you want, sir." As he spoke, he brought the two of them into the barrier, and said, "Listening to Zi Xian, Mr. Song wants to hold a teacher apprenticeship ceremony? I wonder if the date has been set? Where do you plan to be? salute?"

Wang Zixian naturally poured warm buttermilk for Mr. Song and him, and pushed them to their side very carefully: "Mr. probably didn't think about it, but there are some guests who want to invite to watch the ceremony. A Hui, what do you think? He When and where is the most suitable place? I think that Mr.'s guests should not be many, and I will only invite some friends from the Imperial College and the Imperial College, and there is no need for a big place."

"Really? If it weren't for the fact that this garden is not easy to publicize, it would be most suitable to hold the apprenticeship ceremony here." Li Hui said, "Then why don't I ask my uncle and borrow the Furong Garden? There is also a plum garden in the Furong Garden, and it is said that the scenery is very beautiful. That’s right, it happens to be a place to enjoy the plum blossoms, and it’s also a small gathering.” The Hibiscus Garden has unique scenery all year round, and idlers have no chance to enjoy it.Since the death of Empress Qin, the royal family has been immersed in grief, and there is no leisure to open the Furong Garden.Now that the New Year's Eve is approaching, it shouldn't hurt to meet for a little walk.In his opinion, it was time for his grandfather to leave Tai Chi Palace and relax.

"What about the date? It's only ten days away from the sacrificial stove, so we have to pick an auspicious day as soon as possible." Wang Zixian said again, "I have learned some divination from my master in the past two days, and the fifteenth or twenty-first is an auspicious day. The 21st is too close to the sacrifice stove, and the 21th is too urgent, so I don’t know if there will be time to post it to the guests.”

"Since there are not many guests, let's set it on the fifteenth day." Li Hui said, "Tomorrow I will ask my uncle to borrow the Furong Garden." By the way, I will invite my brothers, sisters-in-law and cousins ​​to join in the fun .Of course, in order to prevent Mr. Song from becoming stiff again, he decided not to reveal all his plans.

"That's very good." The prince nodded, then turned his head and asked respectfully, "What do you think, sir?"

"..." Mr. Song, who was ignored for a long time, took a sip of buttermilk and snorted, "You have all made up your own minds, why are you asking why you are a teacher?" He is obedient and obedient, but "ignores and ignores" his master.It was clearly the apprenticeship ceremony for their masters and apprentices, yet they listened to Prince Xin'an in everything.Although this arrangement was indeed very appropriate and gave him a lot of face, as a master, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

Wang Zixian already knew his temperament well, so naturally he wouldn't take his cold snort seriously, so he comforted him: "After the master writes a message for the guests, the disciple will come to deliver it in person, how about it?" He also wanted to see What kind of friends does my husband make? After all, he has a straightforward personality and may not be able to discern all good intentions and malice.Some so-called "friends" probably won't have to be with them in the future; those who have similar temperaments, he should naturally respect them as elders.

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Song shook his head again and again, "There is no need to show your face in front of them. On the fifteenth day, reciting poems and composing fuss, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, shooting arrows and throwing pots will scare them away! Hmph, let them too Look, I have taken in a dozen or twenty disciples, and they are not as good as you!"

"...disciple obeys." Wang Zixian became more and more excited when he saw him talking, and he forgot the displeasure just now, so he had no choice but to agree.However, not being able to inquire openly does not mean that he will not send a trilogy to inquire secretly.He doesn't have to wait until the [-]th, he probably already knows everything about the guests invited by Mr. Song.

"It can be regarded as a surprise for them." Li Hui felt that Mr. Song's temper was like that of a child, and he was really willful and cute.Speaking of it, it seems that there are some similarities with my grandfather.Because of keeping filial piety, Grandpa has not been to the Hongwen Museum for a long time to gather with scribes, and he is a little tired at home, seeing the flesh that has been thinned before growing again—I can’t say, I saw so many people this time. Celebrities, he should be able to laugh more?

Although the matter of apprentice ceremony had been discussed properly, Wang Zixian had no intention of leaving, so he talked about other things with Li Hui.Mr. Song listened with pricked ears, and was really surprised to see that the two of them seemed to be hiding nothing.This is more than a close friend, it is a life and death friend.In some families, parents, brothers, wives and children may not be so close.He was surprised and sighed at the same time, and felt that the two of them were undefended against him, obviously they trusted him very much, and he was also slightly happy in his heart.

When it was time for the evening meal, Li Hui asked the two of them to stay again and held a small banquet for them.He can't drink alcohol, and Wang Zixian doesn't drink alcohol either. Hearing that Mr. Song is quite good at wine, he took out a jar of wine made by Wang Zixian in autumn: "This is the wine from the Western Regions made by Zi Xian, sir, how do you like it? "

"The best wine is like crimson red, how can it be mixed with yellow like this? It is obvious that you didn't pay attention when brewing it! I don't know if it has been brewed into vinegar." Mr. Song commented disgustedly, while drinking again and again, "Tsk tsk, it's because I'm a teacher that I don't dislike your wine making skills..."

Li Hui couldn't help laughing out loud, and offered a cup of tea to his best friend, "Drink wins." There was no need to make a toast, as long as the two of them looked at each other, everything was in the air.

Wang Zixian also raised his glass and said: "Drink Sheng." The endless tenderness in his eyes, I am afraid that even he himself has not noticed it.

Mr. Song saw it inadvertently, hugged the wine jar and hummed in a low voice: "If you treat your best friend like this, how should you treat your wife? Tsk tsk, you really are a traitor, and you are the most rude to a teacher..."

The author has something to say: Mr. Song: (⊙o⊙), secretly? (￣▽￣)", I know, there must be some kind of shady hidden in it... erotic secret drama pictures or something

Wang Langjun: →→

Mr. Song: (⊙o⊙), it’s not a picture of the secret play of the erotic palace, is it the golden house Cangjiao? !You are indeed my disciple! ! !

Wang Langjun: →→

Mr. Song: _(:3」∠)_, who hides a little man in a golden house! !

Wang Langjun: Sir, you think too much.

So, Mr. Song got the nickname - Nao Bu Di

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Mr. Song: Can you blame me?Which friend makes it seem like a private meeting with a child? !Mysterious! !

Wang Langjun: I used to be wary of my second brother, so I--

Mr. Song: Look at your usual behavior! !Every now and then, it's A Hui, this A Hui, that, that's called being so polite!Have you never seen such a good friend? ! ! !

Wang Langjun: ...I think it's pretty good.

Xiaojun Wang: (⊙o⊙), isn’t that how close friends get along?I also feel very good.

Mr. Song: Actually, you don’t think there is a problem because you are used to being served! !Big problem! !

Thus, Mr. Song got a second nickname - the Emperor of Truth