A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 165 A Green Tea Called Song Twelve (Part )
"Sister-in-law is so thoughtful, my brother will definitely remember it."

Madam Gu felt Song Xuan's strong heartbeat and stared into his eyes:

"My husband is going to harm you!"

Just six short words.

Song Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Yes.

After Song Xuan learned the identity of the woman in front of him, he wanted to get close to her.

Of course, he was not just doing it for the great thunder of the female Bodhisattva in front of him.

That's so superficial!
Song Xuan mainly read the Spring and Autumn Annals!
But Song Xuan really didn't expect that the woman in front of him would fall into this herself.

She would tell herself about this.

Fortunately, Song Xuan couldn't sleep at night and was still thinking about how to win over his sister-in-law and unite her around him.

The worst outcome would at least make her and Gu Zimo at odds.

Mrs. Gu saw the look of surprise on Song Xuan's face.

Knowing that Song Xuan found it difficult to accept for a while, she said anxiously:

"Gu Zimo's severance of ties with the Dou family was just a show. He's been plotting to find someone to get rid of you."

"Brother, you are still young and don't understand the dangers of officialdom."

"The Dou family is a well-known family, how could they willingly swallow this humiliation!"

"My husband not only contacted the Dou family, but also kept in close contact with the rest of Dou Chou's students."

"You have to believe me!"

Song Xuan grabbed Madam Gu's arm with his left hand and pulled her forward a little bit. Now the two of them were even closer.
"elder sister."

Song Xuan's voice trembled a little:
"My mother remarried when I was little, and my father was a gambler and married someone else."

"If I have a stepmother, I will have a stepfather, and my biological mother won't care about me."

"My elders also resented my father for being a hopeless case, and they also blamed him for the family, so they never cared about me and let me grow up in a wild way."

"Everyone thinks I, Song Twelve, am strong and independent, a man who stands tall and proud."

"But I also hope that someone will care about me, love me, and feel sorry for me."

"Today, my sister said something that even my biological sister might not be able to say."

As Mrs. Gu listened to Song Xuan, her eyes turned red and tears flashed in her eyes. She felt even more distressed about what happened to Song Xuan.

What a good young man!
He relied on himself to get to where he is today, but those people in high positions were so mean and wanted to harm him.

What happened to this world?
She immediately pulled Song Xuan into her arms and hugged him tightly, wanting to give Song Xuan more care and love.

Mrs. Gu could imagine a little child like Song Twelve, sitting alone and helpless on the doorstep, looking at other children with envy at having their parents by their side.

He had to pretend that he didn't care and only cried secretly at night.

It is not easy for him to grow up into such a handsome young man, who is not as addicted to gambling as his father, nor as ruthless as his mother!
Thinking of this, Mrs. Gu's maternal instinct was aroused and she hugged him even tighter.

Song Xuan smelled the refreshing fragrance at the tip of his nose and felt the softness on his cheeks, and he almost couldn't breathe.

But he also didn't want to leave.

His hands subconsciously wrapped around Mrs. Gu's waist.

"Sister, you are so good to me, how can I repay you?"

Mrs. Gu probably has never eaten good food.

She has never even drunk "men's tea".

Song Xuan also didn't think that what he said and did was that of a green tea man who was always gossiping.

Mrs. Gu's breathing became heavier, and the breath sprayed on Song Xuan's hair, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

She could feel Song Xuanjian's strong arms and his hands that were still warm.

Madam Gu forced herself to calm down and continued to give careful instructions:
"My dear brother, you must be careful. I am taking the risk of telling you because I cannot stand what my husband has done."

Mrs. Gu blushed slightly, bit her lips lightly, and tilted her head slightly.

"Sister, you are truly my benefactor. Without you, I wouldn't have known they would be so calculating."

Mrs. Gu was very pleased to hear what Song Xuan said.

It can be said that she was unconsciously immersed in the great emotional value that Song Xuan created for her, which she had never experienced in her life.

Song Xuan changed the address from sister-in-law to sister, using his care and sympathy to try to establish a close but unequal relationship.

Then he used the name of "noble person" to make her feel that she had the responsibility to help Song Xuan.

The intimacy between the two naturally took a step further.

What would you do if a man who is usually a man of integrity throws himself into your arms and tells you about his inner desires and the love he lost in his childhood?
"Cough cough."

Tao Hong coughed at the side to remind others that there were still people around.

Song Xuan, on the other hand, immediately came out of Madam Gu's arms and said with a choked voice:

"Made my sister laugh."

Madam Gu simply stroked Song Xuan's face gently with her hand:

"Shi Er Lang, please focus on your studies first. I will find a way later."

Song Xuan continued to hold Madam Gu's hand:

"Sister, this matter is too dangerous. Please don't get involved. Just pretend nothing happened."

"I'll take over this matter. Sister, you must protect yourself."

"I'm afraid that Gu Zimo will disregard your love for one another and cruelly destroy your sister. If something happens to my sister, I'll be filled with guilt for the rest of my life."

Mrs. Gu was moved by Song Xuan's words, nodded and left.

"Sister, wait."

Song Xuan wiped Madam Gu's tears:
"How can I cry after leaving my shop?"

Seeing how delicate Song Xuan was, Mrs. Gu couldn't help but hit him on the chest.

Song Xuan picked up a chapter of Dream of the Red Chamber from the counter and handed it to Mrs. Gu, performing the whole act.

After staying in the store for a while, how could I leave without taking anything?

Mrs. Gu held the booklet in her hand and walked out the door reluctantly.

After waiting for no one to leave, Tao Hong asked seriously:

"Master, you are not really in love, are you?"

"Of course I'm expressing my true feelings!"

Tao Hong curled his lips at Song Xuan's nonsense.

I think you just want to give Gu Zimo a hat.

"Master, I have to remind you that he is an official, and you are nothing right now."

Tao Hong pointed to the rouge that Madam Gu had left on Song Xuan's left breast:
"It's easy to cause trouble. After all, we are not in the right in this matter."

Song Xuan wiped the rouge on his chest with his hand and nodded:

"That's true. We still can't find evidence that Gu Zimo hired someone to commit murder, and he's quite patient."

"I've been thinking about it, and I think he hasn't made a move yet. He's planning to wait until I take the test to make a move."

Tao Hong nodded: "Wang Gui is quite skilled, is he the bodyguard hired by the young master?"

"We just happened to meet, and we have similar interests. It would be a waste of his talent to have him be my bodyguard. When this matter is resolved, I will let him do what he wants."

Tao Hong understood that Song Xuan had no intention of accepting him as his own.

"What about mother and son?"

"He's just a passerby, don't bother with him."

Song Xuan looked down on Sun Fu.

For so many years, he has only been thinking about his own future. His family is in such a mess, but he still doesn't know how to make a living first.

Only by surviving can we talk about other things.

"understood."

Tao Hong must of course show the proper hospitality to his guests, as for the rest, don't even think about it.

Mrs. Gu returned home and waited for a while before she saw Gu Zimo coming back from his shift. Gu Zimo ate indifferently and didn't want to talk to anyone.

As for his own wife, he was too lazy to pay attention to her, especially since her period had not yet ended.

Mrs. Gu's heart sank further and further.

Shi Erlang is so gentle and thoughtful, but her husband is so cold and has never expressed his love for her.

I even felt a little disgusted that my breasts had grown so big.

But this is innate, can I blame myself?

Mrs. Gu was a little proud at first, it turned out that big breasts could attract eager gazes instead of disgust!
But as she came into contact with Song Xuan, she realized that she was wrong.

Song Shier not only longs for someone to care for him, but is also an extremely gentle person.

Much better than her husband!

However, Madam Gu and my concubine have a good relationship and often chat with each other.

Because Gu Zimo doesn't favor anyone, the two of them can't fight for him even if they want to.

In addition, there was no movement in the belly, which made me realize that it was not because of the two of them.

At this time, I was listening to Mrs. Gu reciting the plot of Dream of the Red Chamber.

"Sister, do you think this was written by a man or a woman?"

"Of course it was written by a man." Madam Gu thought for a moment and said, "It should have been written by Song Twelve."

Journey to the West is stone, and This Story of the Stone is even more stone.

The concubine quickly covered Madam Gu's mouth and said, "Sister, please don't mention these three words. My husband hates them."

"Ah."

Mrs. Gu vaguely understood in her heart that the matter between him and Shi Erlang would not be easily overlooked.

He was afraid that he would tamper with Shi Erlang's exam!
……

When it was time for dinner at night, Wang Gui kept shoveling rice into his mouth.

He thought that the food at Qinglou, the best restaurant in Songcheng, was extremely delicious.

I never thought that the food in Song Xuan's house tastes even better than that in Qinglou.

Wang Gui was naturally very happy. He had good food, good accommodation, and someone to practice with.

Where can I find such a good place to hone my martial arts?

Even when Wang Gui looked at the martial arts performance of Song Xuan's men, he saw some military elements in it.

Song Xuan and Zhang Fangping had long been accustomed to going to school, but today they were accompanied by a failed student named Sun Fu.

The two didn't say anything.

When they arrived at the academy, Song Xuan asked Sun Fu to stay with Zhang Fangping and Bao Zheng for a while while he went to report to the dean Fan Zhongyan.

You must never take someone there without saying anything.

This is not appropriate.

Song Xuan peeked out from outside the door and found Fan Zhongyan there.

He then slipped in, saluted casually, and sat down on the chair.

"Dean Fan, there's a poor, brainless idiot coming to see you. I'm giving you a heads up."

Fan Zhongyan raised his head and glanced at Song Xuan:
"As far as I know, Shi Er Lang is not poor either."

"Hey."

Song Xuan stood up and stared at Fan Zhongyan:
"Old Fan, you've become bad."

"Who were you hanging out with yesterday?"

"It's true that people who keep bad company are bad."

Fan Zhongyan still held the brush and continued to speak sarcastically:

"Horse Archer~Song Xuan, what a great reputation!"

Song Xuan subconsciously took a step back and looked away:

"Dean Fan, I didn't violate the school rules by fighting with my classmates."

Fan Zhongyan continued to chuckle:
"I've only heard that the men of Hebei are extremely strong, but I never thought that the people of Henan are also like this."

Song Xuan coughed and said, "It was indeed the people from Henan who defeated this group of Hebei troops."

Fan Zhongyan slammed the table:
"Song Xuan, do you know that the exam is only a few days away?"

"If you get hurt outside and your future is affected, will you be justified in all the years of hard work and criticism you've endured?"

"As long as you can't kill those scoundrels, they'll have plenty of time and bad intentions to secretly trip you up."

"This is Songcheng, not Lema Town, folks. Put away your desire to stand up for justice."

"The key now is to take the imperial examination. Once you become an official, there will be so many people in the world waiting for you to uphold justice!"

Fan Zhongyan knew that Song Xuan was kicked to the ground by the ruffian, but he was not injured.

But can he guarantee that he won’t get hurt every time?

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

Those ruffians will naturally be dealt with by the government. You opened a bookstore that is so profitable, so you are already at the center of the storm.

Now they are fighting on the street again. Don’t they know that a tall tree attracts the wind?
Song Xuan picked up the brush that had fallen from the ground for Fan Zhongyan and hung it on the stand:

"I understand. Next time I will definitely not register a random number or use a fake name."

"That's what I'm talking about. You beat him up, so be it. But why do you have to judge him as a horse archer? What qualifications do you have to judge that scoundrel?"

Fan Zhongyan pointed at Song Xuan and said, "It's useless for you to be familiar with Song Dynasty laws. You don't have the qualifications to understand them, do you?"

"Forget who you offended. Those people are now trying to find fault with you. From now on, just focus on your studies."

"If you dare to take on any more responsibilities, I will cancel your right to go home as a day student. You will have to stay in the academy and I will keep a close eye on you."

Song Xuan quickly promised that he would never meddle in other people's business again, and he was afraid that his snoring would affect the dean's sleep.

"It's okay. Maybe you can't snore louder than me."

Song Xuan: ???
Fan Zhongyan glanced at him, and finally felt helpless:
"How's Xikun's physical education going?"

"So-so."

When Song Xuan asked about his studies, he explained in detail his current predicament.

"If you want to learn the Xikun style, you should base yourself on the Xikun Reciprocating Songs Collection, supplemented by the poems of Li Yishan. Its precise use of allusions and beautiful rhetoric can serve as models for you."

Fan Zhongyan knocked on the table for Song Xuan again:

"Remember, the most important thing is to use allusions, and use them freely, so that you can catch the examiner's eye."

"Using allusions." Song Xuan nodded: "I will read more books."

"Who is this man you brought with you?"

Song Xuan briefly introduced Sun Fu to Fan Zhongyan and felt that he was not suitable for the imperial examination at the moment and that he had to make a living first.

If I continue to rely on that, I’m afraid I won’t be able to pass the exam.

His spiritual heart had long been tortured and destroyed by life.

"You don't need to care about others."

Fan Zhongyan stood up and looked at Song Xuan:

"Just study your own books. There are so many students taking the exam, and you haven't been studying in the academy for long. You're not familiar with the Xikun style, so you might stumble."

"You must study hard from now on and try to pass it in one go, otherwise you'll end up like Liu Sanbian. When the time comes, you won't be able to say anything to comfort others."

“Students understand.”

Song Xuan was about to leave when he heard:

"stop."

"Yesterday, during the holiday, I told you to find a guarantor. Did you find one?"

Song Xuan bowed slightly: "I forgot."

"You don't do your work every day!" Fan Zhongyan handed Song Xuan a letter of guarantee:
"Take it away."

(End of this chapter)