The snow was getting heavier and heavier. The guy and Sier were moving things to the carriage. While moving, Sier was still wiping tears. I don’t know if it was happy or sad.

"You little maid is very loyal." Wang Bowen said.

Zheng Lang smiled slightly.

"The snow flies, the road is muddy, and I walk fast..."

"Prince, look at the crowd around."

After hearing that Zheng Lang was released from prison, there were already many people around him. Fortunately, it was snowing, otherwise there would be more people watching.

"I also said in the palace that there must be rules and regulations. The open-minded spirit of our dynasty is very recognized. If you have more supervision, you will have less cruelty. But everything is appropriate, too much is not enough."

"Yes." Wang Bowen sighed with emotion.

He didn't have as far-sighted as a prime minister, but he knew that things could be a big deal, but he had to calm down. Suddenly he looked at Zheng Lang with a strange look. How could this kid know so much? He even knows a lot about human relationships and world affairs. Has he taught that book?

He smiled and said, "I said that you were talking about the world, half of it was a joke, but I didn't expect it to become a fact."

"For kids, the most important thing now is learning, which is in name but not real, but not beautiful," Zheng Lang shook his head, obviously not satisfied with this result.

Wang Bowen was speechless, a thousand gold, and regarded it as a straw sandalwood, but was unhappy. He was really an extraordinary person and had extraordinary ideas. From then on, he could no longer regard people by age. But he had the ability to raise a hundred satellites and observe the land of the Song Dynasty, where would he go to find a "genius" like Zheng Lang?

Still sighed: "Go away in a hurry."

Zheng Lang said in his heart that he walked slowly.

He just didn't consider the old lady's feelings. After a while, the students and some Qingliu ministers rushed over and congratulated the victory. He said that it was not that the old lady had weakened her means, but that they had won the victory. Maybe he had obtained Long and looked at Shu again, and then ran himself to the palace gate and knelt down. Some people slapped the palace gate unfairly.

Not impossible, I have done it more than once.

Looking for a smoke!

But when I think of this, I feel angry and amused.

He couldn't say, and said, "There are a few loving mothers in the family who are thinking about it, and they are home like arrows."

With Wan Dexiao as the leader, Wang Bowen had no choice but to watch him get on the carriage.

Zheng Lang said again: "The prefect, I sent the boy to the inn. The boy is already very grateful and can't send him off again. Be careful, Qingliu..."

"Yes," Wang Bowen laughed.

The carriage disappeared into the vast white snow for a while.

Wang Bowen suddenly thought of the man in Hezhong Mansion. No matter whether his approach is rational or not, he is very similar to this snowy, noble and cold, proud and spotless. In fact, this kid is also very proud. Perhaps a person with their moral character and talent, no matter how old he is, he will be proud.

I know, but I can't do it myself.

However, if you taste it carefully, you may have different backgrounds. Fan Zhongyan was a little arrogant and a little self-admired. This kid had a good background and a wealthy family. Therefore, his conversation was calm and noble. Although he was arrogant, he had a kind of casual and easy-going manner.

The latter is still something that makes people like.

Meng! Is the object of my thoughts about a child or an adult? I smiled with a self-deprecating smile and returned amid the discussions of everyone.

The carriage continued to drive. The Song Dynasty was occupied by the Khitan in the north, and there were Tubo and Dangxiang people in the west, and the horses were very precious. Although it was a capital city, there were not many cars that were actually pulled by horses. Even if there were, they were bad horses, or injured horses that were eliminated from the army.

Sier sat in the car and complained, "It's not as fast as our big black family."

Dahei is the big black cow of the Zheng family. In addition to this black cow, he also raised four other cows. In addition to meeting the needs of his own tenant farmers, he sometimes rented them to the people who lacked cattle to cultivate land. In the Song Dynasty, it was also called Niuke. Niuke was very precious at this time. Niuke refers to the owner and tenant farmers who had cows. Some tenant farmers had a strong cow in their homes. In addition to satisfying their own plowing, they also rented the land to others and received a rent. Not to mention the host (landlord) families, if they only rented cattle, they would get a lot of money in a year.

However, whether it is land rent or cattle rent, it depends on whether the host and the guest are kind-hearted. The Zheng family raised five cows, which is better to say that they are doing good deeds than to make profits. So when it comes to the busy farming season, a few cows are very bitter. How many times did Old Song say that, but a few empresses don’t listen. Finally, Old Song said, “Da Hei stayed, we still hope that it will pull the cart and not let it suffer.”

Zheng Lang smiled and said nothing.

Sier was finally young, curiously touching the leather that was stuck on the wall of the car with her hands, and said, "Dalang, it's warmer than our car."

Zheng Lang still laughed, it was the best car in the entire Song Dynasty, and that was the case for him.

But as an ordinary citizen, it was rare to be able to ride a caravan in the Song Dynasty.

Sier asked again: "Dalang, I heard everyone say hello, why did the Empress Dowager arrest you?"

"It was people who said I was okay, so I went to jail. But it was me who was so good that I was finally released."

"I don't understand." Si'er was a little confused.

"You don't need to understand," some things cannot be said casually.

In fact, the old lady is the emperor, how many years can she be the emperor? I thought of the Li family who was locked in the deep palace. The most miserable woman in the world is this woman? I said, "I'm tired, I want to rest for a while."

It was not what Wang Bowen thought. Keeping in a cell was a different story from working in a closed-door at home. Then he and the old lady were slapped for a while in the inner palace, and his mental strength was a little haggard. At this time, he was sitting in the carriage, watching thousands of households flying backwards outside the curtain, wanting to go to bed.

Leaning on Sier's shoulder, he fell asleep for a while.

...

Arrived at home the next day.

Several empresses cried like tears, and the aunt said, "Langer, don't go out again in the future."

All the women nodded.

Can I go out? I knocked Gao Yane unconscious the year before yesterday and brought him back. Last year, I was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face and escaped. This year is good. I went to Caishui twice and made some good reputation, but it was almost the end of the year and I earned my money into the Kaifeng Prefecture Prison.

"Auntie, don't worry, I know what's going on." Zheng Lang turned his head and looked at Old Song and said, "Uncle Song, you have suffered these days."

After rushing back from Tokyo, he returned to Tokyo City and sent some money to Sier. After hearing Wang Bowen's comfort, he returned to Zhengzhou and reported to several mistresses. He was about to return to Tokyo again, but he didn't expect that the little master would come back safely.

"Xiaolang, it's good to come back." Uncle Song said happily with a big mouth.

Then, when asked about the reason for the detention, Zheng Lang didn't say much. It was difficult for ordinary people to understand the joints. He just said vaguely that he played a piano and made the people in the capital pass the left. Kaifeng Prefecture then sent someone to interrogate them and wrote the letter.

It was through Song Bo that I learned that Liu Zhizhou and his father-in-law both made efforts. Although their efforts played a little bit and made them doubt it, they should express their gratitude. Liu Zhizhou is easy to deal with. I will be able to live in the snow tomorrow and come to the city to thank him in person.

However, Zheng Lang didn't want to go to his father-in-law's house.

My father-in-law was easy to deal with and was quite reasonable. At worst, he could talk to him about the Five Classics or the various schools of thought, but Zheng Lang didn't want to see any of the women in the Cui family. So he wrote a letter.

After writing, both physically and mentally exhausted, so I lay down early to rest.

The next day, she was still in bed and didn't think about it. Sier ran in panic and said, "Dalang, there's something wrong."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Lang sat up all of a sudden.

"That Jiang Xing'er is here."

"Jiang Xing'er is here? That Jiang Xing'er?" He hasn't had enough sleep and his mind is not clear.

"It's the little troupe who arrived at our house suddenly knelt outside the door. Several empresses couldn't pull her up and said they wanted to see Dalang."

ps: The transitional moment, I will give you a high and a climax in a few days. There is still not much essence, but I will add it all next Monday. Thanks to book friends such as He Nanshi, the Holy Unicorn Dragon, Cn2541, Dongping Yangfang, Hunanlp, Rain Leaf Lin, the flying dragon, aman2511 and other books.
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