A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 169: Thunder is coming, no, it’s raining! (Second update)
Facing Master Wang Zhu's expectations, Song Xuan nodded:

"Thank you for your advice, Master. I will continue to work hard. The requirements of Xikun style are quite high, and I can't master it well enough yet."

"Hard work is not just talk, we want to see results."

Wang Zhu was not gentle and told Song Xuan in a soft voice.

He believed that Song Xuan was a smart man and could understand his painstaking efforts for him.

Besides, Wang Zhu knew that Song Xuan had been working hard and independently since he was young. He was not one of those children who grew up under the care of their parents and was not easy to accept criticism.

Wang Zhu, Fan Zhongyan, Yan Shu and others all believed this.

A lazy person like Song Xuan needs a strict teacher to supervise him.

otherwise.

He can help you deal with it.

He's already slippery even before he becomes an official.

If he only knew how to be an official, who knows how he would be able to slip around and cause trouble in the court!
While Song Xuan was still under control, several people had already made plans for him. They had to straighten out his bad temper to prevent him from doing anything wrong in the future.

Since they became Song Xuan's teachers, they would prosper together and suffer together.

No one can get off easily.

After so many years of factional struggles in the imperial court, no one cares whether your relationship as master and disciple is good or not, and everyone is united into one faction.

In the end, even if Song Xuan was a man of extraordinary talent, he would not be able to grow into a prime minister like Ding Wei or Wang Qinruo.

It is indeed a loss for the people of the world, and even more so for the Song Dynasty.

This is a situation that Fan Zhongyan and others absolutely do not want to see.

"I've taken the exam a few times myself, so I know the Xikun Physical Education Test is difficult. But if it weren't difficult, how could you, Song Xuan, demonstrate your abilities among so many other students nationwide?"

“It’s difficult, everyone thinks it’s difficult!”

"I won't say much to you if we start a fight. You have to remember your goal!"

Wang Zhu didn't give Song Xuan much advice in this regard.

Everything that needed to be said had already been explained to him in detail, and it was also very targeted.

The rest is up to him to figure out on his own.

The secret to writing good Xikun style is just these six words:

“Read more, practice more, and write more!”

Song Xuan walked out of the office and felt the weather outside.

The sky is getting darker and darker, maybe it will rain.

Suppress the anxiety in the hearts of many students and prepare to face the test of thousands of troops walking on a single-plank bridge.

After Song Xuan went out, he called Zhang Fangping.

Zhang Fangping's omissions in Xikun style were even greater than Song Xuan's, so Wang Zhu paid special attention to him and encouraged him to compete for the top spot.

As for the matter of winning the top three places in a row, Fan Zhongyan and others only had expectations for Song Xuan and Han Qi.

Zhang Fangping still had a big gap with Song Xuan in terms of policy essays and poetry.

Song Xuan returned to his seat. Seeing his dejected look, Zhu Yu said cautiously:

"You are the unrivaled horse archer Song Xuan. How could you lose confidence just because of a few words from the Master?"

Song Xuan confirmed that his classmate who was suspected of being phobic was joking, which rekindled his fighting spirit.

He laughed twice: "Of course."

Zhu Yu raised the corner of his mouth when he heard this and continued reading his book.

In the evening after school.

Fan Xiang smiled and invited Song Xuan to go to the temple to have a vegetarian meal before coming back.

Song Xuan did not refuse, but went with the Qinglong Mutual Aid Study Group.

On the way, he met Miss Lei, and learned that Song Xuan and the others were going to Lingtai Temple, so he excitedly joined them.

Fan Xiang and others all felt uneasy about the sudden arrival of a beautiful young lady.

Wang Tai glanced at Song Xuan and thought to himself, could it be your lover?
Otherwise, how could they be so familiar with each other and not be shy at all!

As for the young man holding two maces who was following Song Xuan, they had gotten used to it these days.

Song Xuan's shop is doing a booming business, so it's normal for someone to be interested in him.

Wang Tai even felt that even if Song Xuan was a good fighter, it would not be enough for him to hire only one person.

There must be at least three or five people who can protect him from all sides.

Whoever said that those who wanted to kidnap people would send one or two people out.

Despite benefiting from the reputation of horse archer Song Xuan, Wang Tai still did not interrupt the matter.

In his opinion, the public security in Songcheng is not very good.

Previously, Dou Han, the son of a Hanlin scholar, was kidnapped while he was sleeping at night. The kidnappers took the silver ingots he had with him and ran away, and also broke his legs.

Now Song Xuan is also rich, so when he heard Wang Tai's suggestion.

Song Xuan also agreed, but he hadn't found any good players yet. He would try harder and look for one.

Wang Tai didn't say much.

A few people arrived at Lingtai Temple chattering.

Because of Fan Zhongyan’s actions, many students who came to eat and drink for free no longer came.

After all, they also have to save face.

On the contrary, the welcoming monk saw Song Xuan coming and quickly smiled and said:
"The donor hasn't been here for some time."

"The dean loves us so much."

Song Xuan had a smile on his face: "Everyone is embarrassed to come."

"Hahaha."

The welcoming monk was very happy to hear what Song Xuan said, but also felt guilty. Great!
If they can pass the imperial examination in the future, they can come and fulfill their wish.

If it is publicized, it will bring more worshippers to the temple.

"Little donors, please come in quickly. The vegetarian meal has been prepared."

"Thank you."

Song Xuan and others strolled slowly.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily tonight."

"Well, I hope it will be cooler after the rain."

After everyone went in, they ate vegetarian food.

Mrs. Gu hadn't seen Song Xuan for several days and knew that he was fully preparing for the upcoming Fajie exam.

He probably didn't come today. She sighed slowly, leaned on the door sill and glanced inside.

Then Mrs. Gu saw Song Xuan chewing slowly inside, and the gloom on her face immediately disappeared.

She pretended not to hold on and stumbled, attracting everyone's attention.

Wang Tai quickly stood up and asked the young lady if there was anything wrong.
Mrs. Gu confirmed that Song Xuan saw her, so she pretended not to see him and sat aside.

Although Wang Tai came from a family of officials, his aesthetic taste was different from that of the scholar-official circle.

But I don’t think Lei Xiao’s woman is pretty.

On the contrary, he felt that Lei Da's young wife was more attractive. Whenever he went to a brothel, he would check whether the woman had a big breast or not.

Although the young lady in front of me looks like a woman's hairpin, she has proud peaks and is obviously of excellent color.

It’s a pity that those people don’t understand his aesthetic.

Wang Tai could only secretly envy him in his heart, so as not to tell others and be ridiculed by other children of officials.

After all, when it comes to visiting brothels, everyone is of the same class so they can have fun together.

Wang Tai knew that none of his classmates present had any close friends.

Besides, Miss Lei is here, so Wang Tai would not say anything inappropriate in public.

Song Xuan naturally received the signal from Mrs. Gu's eyes.

He thought to himself that he hadn't seen his good sister for a while, and maybe Gu Zimo was up to something again.

In order to avoid suspicion, he never went to his own store.

And it’s not convenient to say it clearly.

Thinking of this, Song Xuan ate even slower.

Miss Lei glanced at Song Xuan:
"Why do you have a poor appetite today, Twelfth Brother?"

Without waiting for Song Xuan to answer, Fan Xiang said with a smile:
"Brother Twelve was called out by the teacher and reprimanded. Look at the people here. My grades are average, so there's no need to reprimand me."

This is true.

Fan Xiang was the last one to take the exam. Wang Zhu encouraged him to sign up, but did not have high expectations for him.

The competition in the Fajie exam is very fierce, and not everyone can pass it.

In his year's exam, thousands of people competed for more than a hundred places, and countless people were eliminated.

As for the provincial examination, there were more than 10,000 people competing for nearly 500 places, and half of them had to be eliminated in the palace examination.

Miss Lei also understood that her brother Lei Qi had failed the hair analysis test twice.

The pressure is extremely great.

"Okay, I'll eat slowly here and be quiet for a while. You can go back if you want. Go study if you want. It's going to rain soon."

Zhang Fangping looked at the sky outside and said:

"Why not study here and go back after the rain? It will go away as quickly as it came."

"That makes sense."

A few people left, and Miss Lei took the initiative to speak: "Twelfth brother, I will stay here with you."

"No, you go with them for a while, I want to be alone."

"OK then."

Miss Lei stood up along with everyone else.

Madam Gu told the maid next to her that she was going to the toilet and she stood up too.

When Song Xuan saw Madam Gu get up, he said to Wang Gui beside him:
"I'm going to the toilet too, don't bother me."

"it is good."

Wang Gui tilted his head.

He has been in the "jianghu" for a while, so he still has the necessary vision, otherwise he would have been turned into a human meat bun long ago.

Wang Gui subconsciously felt that Song Xuan might have some connection with the big-breasted woman who had just left.

In addition, Song Xuan always pays close attention to those "murderers"!
Wang Gui understood that the woman might be selling information.

Mrs. Gu didn't go to the toilet, but ran to the sparsely populated back mountain with a handkerchief, where there was a pavilion.

Song Xuan strolled slowly and saw Mrs. Gu gave him a look when she turned the corner.

He smiled knowingly and followed slowly.

At this time, the thunder was getting louder.

Heavy rain is about to fall.

Wow.

Heavy rain waits for no one.

Mrs. Gu exclaimed.

At this time, it was still far from the pavilion on the back mountain.

Suddenly she found a hand appeared above her head to shield her from the rain, and someone was approaching from behind.

Song Xuan took a quick glance:
"Good sister, there is a gap in the rockery over there. Let's go over there and take shelter from the rain."

Mrs. Gu was embraced by Song Xuan and took a few quick steps forward.

It was the first time that someone put his arms around her waist, and she couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"Shi Er Lang, that's a bit too bold."

It was just a matter of urgency, and Mrs. Gu believed that Shi Erlang did not mean it.

Wait until Song Xuan and the other two squeezed into the gap.

The heavy rain outside poured down, forming a curtain that blocked the entrance to the cave.

What one sees outside is not clear, and the sky is getting darker.

Song Xuan and Madam Gu stood facing each other.

Song Xuan reached out and wiped the rain off Mrs. Gu's forehead and neck.

Mrs. Gu's heart was pounding.

Her breathing suddenly became a little rapid.

Like flowers swaying in the wind.

Dark,

crowded.

And it's very cramped.

Song Xuan's fingers gently stroked the ends of Mrs. Gu's hair, helping her wipe away the rain.

The temperature of the young man's fingertips,

It gave Mrs. Gu goosebumps all over her body.

A blush crept up her cheeks, but she didn't shy away.

Mrs. Gu's prominent breasts were visible on the rain-soaked fabric of her clothes.

Faintly visible.

But she was soft and sticky to Song Xuan.

Exuding the fragrance of youth.

But the space is small.

The close contact and the noisy sound of rain outside seemed to isolate everything.

What I could hear was the increasingly rapid breathing of both parties.

It made Song Twelve's scalp tingle even though he was still old.

In an instant, Mrs. Gu felt the greeting of Song Xuan's body.

Mrs. Gu's cheeks slowly

A red cloud rises.

Song Xuan just felt thirsty and swallowed subconsciously.

miss you.

Song Xuan stared into Mrs. Gu's eyes.

Mrs. Gu understood the young man's thoughts.

She pursed her lips slightly and stood on tiptoe.

Mrs. Gu's eyelashes trembled.

Closed his eyes.

Song Xuan stretched out his hands and stood still.

Like a big tree in the rain.

Let the vines entangle you.

near.

Rainwater outside the rockery.

Drop by drop,
Hit the green leaves.

Mrs. Gu's eyes suddenly widened.

Awkward stretch.

Responded enthusiastically.

Mrs. Gu grabbed Song Xuan's slender waist.

Madam Gu snorted and hummed softly.

Feel the arrival of enthusiasm.

A thin light green skirt;

slight,

Decline.

Fresh pt in the air.

Song Xuan felt the delicious taste on his tongue.

"(⊙o⊙）"

Mrs. Gu pursed her lips.

She didn't expect Song Xuan to be so gentle.

Song Xuan's nose,
Exhale a fascinating breath.

Mrs. Gu was immersed in it.

But the sound of rain outside rudely broke the silence.

Mrs. Gu was forced to turn around in the narrow space.

She pressed her hands on the rockery in front of her.

As if it came from a stone.

The gaps in the rockery,
It's really small.

Check it out.

Heat waves can easily occur.

A continuous coolness came from the palm of my hand.

The gaps provide heat.

It made her very happy.

"Oh."

now.

It's raining heavily outside.
The sound of rustling.

Broke open,
A river that has been dry.

It's like waiting for the rain to fall.
Delicate flowers.

Longing for the arrival of rain!
Such a hot summer.

Mrs. Gu was looking forward to it very much.

Looking forward to it,

A vigorous rain is coming soon.

The gaps between the rockery,

It seems to lead somewhere else.

Young people,
For the first time, the excitement and desire burst out.

Heavy rain outside the rockery.

It became more and more violent.

Continuous raindrops,
The petals waiting for the heavy rain are smashed,
A shiver.

. . . . .

Madam Gu, purse your lips slightly.

Looking back behind her,
A handsome young man,
Song Twelve.

He didn't leave.

This river has not rained for a long time.

Mrs. Gu could feel it.
The gentleness of the young man in front of me.

Everything just now,
It all happened so quickly.

It’s just like the continuous heavy rain outside the rockery at this moment.

Only there was occasional thunder.

People dare not show their heads easily.

Such as people hiding from the rain.

Still hidden in the cracks of the rockery.

Don't want to come out.

Madam Gu pouted softly:

"Shi Er Lang, are you happy?"

Song Xuan's warm breath,
Whispering into Mrs. Gu's ears.

"Sister, it's raining so hard, if you go out you'll get soaked to the bone."

"Why don't I put the clothes on the ground first, so they won't get wet later."

Mrs. Gu responded through her nose.

"Good sister, lie down and rest."

"I spread all my clothes on the floor to keep them from freezing."

Song Xuan supported him.

Mrs. Gu turned around.

Mrs. Gu buried her head in Song Xuan's chest.

This kind of tenderness I have never experienced before.

It fascinated her.

Song Xuan just felt that he was getting more and more thirsty.

The rain outside the cracks of the rockery,
getting bigger.

Mrs. Gu never thought about it.

From childhood to adulthood, it makes me resentful and sad.

Huge and hated.

I'm surprised that one day, someone will like me like this.

Song Twelve's warm hand.

Stay on it.

At all,
Reluctant,

Get out of here.

There were tears in Mrs. Gu's eyes.

She watched Song Shier eat this for a while,
Eat that later.

Don't let anything go.

I couldn't help but want to laugh.

Song Xuan raised his eyes and looked at her.

Mrs. Gu joked softly:

"My good brother."

"You are really greedy."

Song Xuan listened to such joking words,
He straightened up slightly:
"Since what my sister said is so offensive."

"Then I will do the same. I will let my sister have a good meal and will not show favoritism."

Σ(⊙▽⊙“a?

Mrs. Gu subconsciously exclaimed.

"you."

(End of this chapter)