Chapter 115: I'm having a fight with you

With the sound of reciting books, life is like water flowing by. A simple and fulfilling life always passes quickly. In a blink of an eye, it is time for Tang Cheng to report to the Jinzhou Prefecture Office to join the job.

In the bedroom, Li Yingwan, wearing a thin, light-content underwear in Bozhou, crawled out of the man's arms, turned around and pressed Tang Cheng, who was about to get up, "Wait a little longer." After saying that, the woman, regardless of the cold in late autumn, put on the bed in a nearly transparent light-content vacuum.

Almost everything in the bedroom was arranged by Li Yingwan himself, so it was very convenient to find things. After a while, she saw her coming from the cabinet holding a tray and offering treasures, "Lan Caoer, where are the pair of Jimo boots I prepared for A Cheng before?"

"It's been a few months now, and you don't know it's cold!" Tang Cheng, who was playing in the water, reached out and hugged Li Yingwan in, and rubbed her warm hands on the woman's cold body for a while. "It's still early, let her sleep a little longer, so it's fine if she can't find a pair of boots to wear."

The man's hot hands flowed through his body like a hot spring, making Li Yingwan feel very moist and warm. Such warmth not only moistens her body, but also sweetens her heart.

He stretched his slender hands and made a loom! Seeing that this was not possible, Li Yingwan, with a charming eye, smiled: "Acheng, you have something serious today, why don't you come back at noon..."

After all, when he was going to report to the state yamen in the morning, Tang Cheng temporarily took his illness and said with a smirk: "Okay, when I come back from the yamen, we will announce the lust in the daytime."

Just then, Lancao, who lived in the bedroom, walked out with a tray in her hand. In addition to the brand new Jimo boots, there was also a long-distance crown and a turquoise belt. Both things were bought for Tang Cheng over a month that day after spending more than a year.

Since moving to the city of Zhou, Lancao has officially performed her duties as a grandma. Like all the women in Tang Shi who held this position, the clothes and clothes worn and washed when the male owner got up in the morning were all within her responsibilities.

Putting down the tray in his hand, Lancao straightened out the new clothes that Li Yingwan had just brought to the bed. "Master, it's time to get up."

Since moving into this new house, Li Yingwan has instructed his superiors and subordinates to change his name, and Tang Cheng has changed from "young master" to "Tang Daguan". It's okay in his private room. If it were in front of others, Li Yingwan would also call him that.

"Grand Official" sounds both grand and catchy, and also echoes his identity as a yamen restaurant. However, every time Tang Cheng listens to such a title, his name of Ximen Qing in "Jin Ping Mei" will naturally appear in his heart. Isn't that guy called "Grand Official of Ximen"?

Spring night is short and the day is high, but you have to get up when it is time to get up! Tang Cheng took back his hand that gently twisted on the woman's curved high waist, and slammed out of the quilt with a squirt.

He sleeps naked, and this is a habit he has developed in later generations. Even though he has traveled for so long, he still cannot change it. This time he came out naked. Even though Lancao had long had skin kinship with Tang Cheng, he couldn't help but blush.

Seeing Lancao's confused look, not only Tang Cheng was comfortable, but also Li Yingwan, who was in the brocade quilt, couldn't help laughing out loud.

But it was this smile that made Lancao's blushing return to normal, and then dressed. Tang Chengteng clearly felt that Lancao had added more effort when placing the dust handle in his underwear.

After putting on his clothes, Tang Cheng reached out and took Lancao into his arms, "I dare to take revenge on my personal revenge, see how I will deal with you when I come back at noon." Tang Cheng tried hard, teased the plump Lancao in his arms and hugged the plump Lancao in his arms for a few times before going to wash up.

She wore a brand new white shirt made of satin inside, a new jacquard shirt with bamboo patterns on the outside, a long travel crown on the head and a Jimo boot on the feet. Her already slender figure was more and more handsome after being closed by the turquoise waist. A man is a dress and a horse is a saddle. After Tang Cheng picked it up, the image of the ground reflected in the bronze mirror was really handsome.

After carefully examining Tang Cheng, Li Yingwan nodded with satisfaction. Jinzhou is not as good as Yunxi, and the prefecture yamen is not as good as county yamen. I heard that people who eat public food inside are very particular when dressing. This is the first time that her husband has officially appeared in the prefecture yamen. If someone underestimates her, then the face of her bride is not hurt!

Not to mention Li Yingwan's feelings for Tang Cheng, just because of her competitive temperament in her bones, this situation will never be allowed.

After washing and breakfast, Tang Cheng, who was calm and energetic, was sent from his two daughters out of the inner courtyard gate and headed to the state yard.

At noon, Tang Cheng came back very punctually. Although there was nothing unusual on his face, the two girls who were all thinking about him still felt the unhappiness of the man deliberately hiding under his eyebrows.

While eating, seeing Lancao couldn't help asking questions, Li Yingwan hurriedly gave her a wink and shook her head slightly.

If A Cheng was unhappy, wouldn’t it make him even more upset when he asked? Even the food shouldn’t be well eaten.

The situation remained the same in the following few days. Although Tang Cheng paid attention to not bringing the bad emotions outside home, how could he hide it from Li Yingwan and Lancao?

But he didn't want to say it, so Li Yingwan restrained Lancao and did not ask much.

At noon that day, I heard the familiar footsteps outside, and the orchids in my hands were busy greeting me. It was Tang Cheng, who came in from outside after the scattered yamen.

"Is Yingwan here?"

"Mrs. I just went to Dongshi. I have to buy something for the house." Lancao answered carefully while paying attention to Tang Cheng's expression.

Alas! It seems that today is even more difficult. So, Acheng's brows are even more entangled.

Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng said nothing, nodded and went to the study.

Since I met Tang Cheng, Lancao has never seen him like this. Even when he lived in the village in such a difficult time, what happened these days?

Lancao thought in her heart, but she couldn't find a clue if she could think about it. After all, she was worried and took a cup of boiled raw chicken soup to the study.

Since he started to go to the yamen, Master Yan's teaching was fixed at night, so Tang Cheng was the only one in the study room. When Lancao entered the room, she saw Tang Cheng sitting behind the desk with a steady look. Her eyes were so fixed that she didn't know what she was thinking about.

"This is the chicken soup you start cooking when you leave in the morning. It is the original flavor. It is the best to nourish your body. Drink it while it is hot." Hand the chicken soup to Tang Cheng, and Lancao, who didn't want to leave, took care of the case in front of Tang Cheng for nothing.

At this time, Lancao leaned over and was busy on the desk, and her figure became more and more plump in this position.

Just as Lancao was busy with his hands and was thinking about how to ask without causing any trouble to Acheng, he suddenly felt that there was an extra hand on his waist. The hand was slow at first, and then he moved much faster. Just as Lancao was about to stand up and turn around, he heard a sound, "Don't move."

With a "bang", Tang Cheng threw Tang Zhan in his left hand and suddenly stood up and hugged Lan Cao'er from behind.

When the clouds finally stopped the rain, the red orchid on his face and body snuggled in Tang Cheng's arms, "Acheng, what's wrong with him now?"

"I encountered some unpleasant things in the yamen." Tang Chengdi's forehead was covered with sweat beads. Although he was tired, after the incident just now, his heart suddenly became brighter. After holding it in his chest for the past few days, the depression was radiated with the intense exercise just now.

Depressed. Tang Cheng has indeed been depressed since he reported to the state office that day to now.

Very depressed!

What is the most exciting and suffocating thing in the state yamen? It’s not that he is a warning, no one is giving him a warning, and it’s more straightforward that no one pays attention to him. Tang Cheng, who had just been drawn from the Yunxi County yamen, was regarded as air since the moment he entered Tian Cao’s office a few days ago.

He reported to the office and joined the company, but no one told him what to do. He didn't say anything about the supervisor, and he didn't even show up as usual when he was a record officer who must be in charge of joining the army. It was as if there was no such person as him in the state yamen.

As for those colleagues in Tian Cao, no one said anything to him, or these people didn't talk much to him, even if they didn't talk nonsense. Occasionally, when someone said a few words to him, he must have taken advantage of the opportunity that there was no one around him. Tang Cheng felt that these people seemed to be thieves when they talk to him, secretly for fear of being discovered.

From the strange actions of these colleagues and the deliberate gestures that they cast from time to time, Tang Cheng saw their helplessness. As for the reasons for their helplessness, what else can we say?

Before entering the state yamen, Tang Cheng also imagined the possible methods that Ma Biejia might use. After all, he was not only transferred from Yunxi County yamen, but more importantly, he was also the recorder and confidant of County Ma Biejia. It would be no surprise if Ma Biejia targeted him.

But what Tang Cheng didn't expect was that Ma Biejia would use this method to hang him up. This way, it would be more uncomfortable for newcomers who had just entered the state yamen than to show off their power and kill them.

After all, when you encounter a powerful and powerful stick, you can still deal with it, or even fight back, but the method you use now is like Huang Feihong's famous skill in later generations - Foshan Wuxiaojiao, which is powerful and cannot fight back after being beaten.

I can't even see it, why fight back?

Tang Cheng was so uncomfortable now that he couldn't say anything. He could only hold it in his own hands. He didn't embarrass or give him a warning. He said, "What can he say just to say!"

This is a typical mute loss. If you suffer a loss, you can't even say it!

Although Tang Cheng has been to the yamen on time these days, he has nothing to do. Every day he goes there, he just sits and watches others busy. If he hadn't found some yellowed old documents in the office room to read, he would have no idea how to pass the time.

In such a situation, Tang Cheng's heart became even more intense every day, so how could he feel better?

"It's all small things from the yamen. Don't worry, it will pass soon." Tang Cheng, who was venting his heart, let out a long sigh.

I want to play with a dull knife to cut flesh! It’s true that you have a dull knife, but I’m not dead meat that can be cut without bleeding. Don’t let the dogs go, I’m going to fight you!

The storm spread out, and after Tang Cheng made up his mind, he walked out of his annoyance and suffocation a few days ago. At noon that day, Li Yingwan, who had returned from the East City, saw a familiar smile on Tang Cheng's face again.

In the afternoon and in the following days, Tang Cheng went to the yamen on time and left on time. Even though he knew he was going there, he was fine, so he would never be late or leave early. In short, even in the smallest details, he would never give anyone a handle.

I wanted to make such tricks mess up my mind and grab my braids. I didn't even have any trouble! Although this was just Tang Cheng's speculation, he was very confident that it was not out of the way to make such speculations.

During this period, a small insect disaster suddenly broke out in Zhuxi County, a subordinate to Jinzhou. It was this insect disaster that delayed Sun Jun who was patrolling here. It was unlikely that he would return as soon as possible. Now, the horses in the state yamen are the chief manager.

Tang Cheng continued his "air" life, but while he was going up and down the yamen on time, he was also trying hard to find out everything about horse racing. It was unrealistic to fantasize that he could take advantage of his shortcomings in a moment, so Tang Cheng devoted more energy to inquire about his interests and hobbies.

Who said in later generations that if you want to attack a person, it is best to start with his interests and hobbies. Tang Cheng deeply agrees with this.

Although Tang Cheng is currently in a position, he really can't find out anything from the state yamen, as the second-ranked figure in Jinzhou, Ma Biejia is too famous and too popular. For example, Uncle Zhang Xiangwen, a local snake, has a clear interest in Ma Biejia.

Ma Biejia was born in the imperial examination, and he was an authentic scholar who could not be more authentic. This guy's interests and hobbies were just like many romantic literati in the Tang Dynasty. What he was inseparable from in his spare time were literati poetry banquets and singing girls.

In fact, this is also the common feature of scholars in the Tang Dynasty. For them, those singing girls with graceful bodies and gentle voices were like five stones scattered to literati of the Six Dynasties. This is not only a hobby, but also a way of life and an indispensable part of life.

In addition to official business, I sing and chanting at the literary meeting, holding the wine cup, and being drunk, or teasing the prostitute, or listening to the gentle singing of the singers in the sound of silk and bamboo, how could such a romantic life be? If the prostitute sang his own proud work, and could still sleep with him after enjoying his poetry and wine, this is the life that a literati in the Tang Dynasty should live.

This is true for Bai Juyi, Yuan Zhen and Xue Tao, and many scholars of the Tang Dynasty who became officials were like this, and horses were no exception.

But this guy has a strange tone, that is, his aesthetic view is quite different from that of the people at that time. Tang people mostly regard richness as beauty in women's aesthetics, but they only love slim and slim girls. Of course, this may also be related to the fact that his wife in his family is too "rich".

Wenhui, singing girls, Tang Cheng, who came from Uncle Zhang Xiangwen, remembered these two keywords. It seems that if you want to fight against horses, you can only start from this.

A pillow fell from the sky when he was sleeping. It happened that two days after Tang Cheng heard the news, Mr. Yan, who had returned from searching for friends outside and visited old friends, told him about a news that Liu Jingwen, a famous scholar in the city, who had just returned from Yangzhou, Huainan Road, was going to hold a literary meeting in his own industry.

As an old teacher in the Jinzhou Prefecture School, Master Yan and Liu Jingwen were naturally familiar with each other. Because he also received an invitation, Master Yan, who was originally a little disgusted with Liu Jingwen's floating behavior, agreed so happily to attend the meeting. His purpose was to use this literary meeting to officially introduce his beloved disciple to everyone.

"You may not have heard of Liu Jingwen. But you must know his uncle Liu Tingzhi." Mr. Yan was very satisfied with Tang Cheng's diligence and progress in his studies for more than ten days, so when he spoke, his face was rarely put away his dignity and dignity, and he felt a little gentle and relaxed.

After hearing what Master Yan said solemnly, Tang Cheng knew that Liu Tingzhi should be a little famous. But it is okay to say that the name is good. If he is called by words like now, he really can't help it. Liu Tingzhi. Who is he?

"Although you read the Mingjing subjects, you should not limit your knowledge." Master Yan really never forgets to mention his favorite disciples, "Tingzhi is his name. This person is named Liu Xiyi. When he was young, he became famous in the countryside for his literary talent and could play the pipa with good hands."

At this point, Master Yan, who was in a good mood, also chanted Liu Tingzhi's famous work "The White-Headed Old Man" with great interest:

The peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City are flying around and falling. Whose home is flying around?

The daughter in Luoyang cherishes the color and sighs when she walks.

The colors of flowers will fall this year, and who will be the flowers will bloom next year?

I have seen pine and cypress urged me to make firewood, and I even heard that Cangtian has become a sea.

The ancients never returned to the east of Luocheng, and people today still faced the fallen flowers.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

It turns out that Liu Tingzhi is Liu Xiyi. Damn! As a student who graduated from the Chinese department in later generations, how could Tang Cheng not know him? I won’t talk about his major. Any Chinese who went to school in later generations may not know Liu Xiyi, or "The White-headed Man of the Desolation". But those who don’t know the famous saying “The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year" can be said to have not even one.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that Liu Jingwen, who was about to hold a literary meeting in Jinzhou City, was actually his relative.

"Mr. Tingzhi is still alive?" Not to mention that Liu Xiyi's death year is unknown in later history books, Tang Cheng couldn't remember it even in detail, but he really liked this song "The Pale-Headed Old Man". He loved the house and the underworld, and it was inevitable that he would gossip about his author.

Hearing this, Master Yan still immersed himself in the poem after he just recited the complete chapter, Master Yan shook his head sadly, "This man has passed away for more than ten years."

From the four heroes with ill-fated fate, to Chen Zi'ang and Liu Xiyi, the outstanding poets of the early Tang Dynasty seemed to live for many years, and it was a pity to think about it. Tang Cheng followed Master Yan for a while and then turned his mind back, and asked a question that he had the most, "Teacher, can you not be a horse in the state or a horse, but you can also participate in this literary meeting?"

"How could he be missing such a literary article?" Mr. Yan frowned slightly when he said that he would stop driving.

I haven't told the teacher about my affairs in the state office! Why did Master Yan do this? After a moment, Tang Cheng woke up. With Master Yan's squareness, it would be strange if he could be used to being romantic and not riding a horse!
Chapter completed!