A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 183 It’s just that the corner of the clothes is slightly wet
Of course, I ignore the rumors on the street.

After Song Xuan returned home, he took a nice bath.

Leaning back on the recliner, I waited quietly for my hair to dry.

Just when Song Xuan was catching up on his sleep, Zhang Fangping and others finished their exams and made an appointment to come to Song Xuan's house to ask about what happened and have a meal.

This was agreed upon long ago.

On the way here, Wang Xiuyong even told everyone how Song Xuan saved Gu Tongpan, whom even his own father couldn't.

In addition, Zhang Fangping also recounted the thrill of that night.

In the end, it was Wang Tai who directly said that Song Xuan should have wrongly accused him of being the Tongpan. This was of course supported by his father's classmates who deserved to be enshrined in the Taimiao.

Everyone laughed for a while. Before Song Xuan entered school, he had publicly confronted the Hanlin scholar. At this time, a judge was nothing to him.

On the contrary, I feel like laughing when Wang Tai always brings up the fact that my father deserves to be enshrined in the Taimiao.

Of course, Wang Tai did not take the imperial examination to become an official like his two brothers, but chose to take the imperial examination to become a Jinshi, which was quite ambitious.

"Twelfth brother."

As soon as Zhang Fangping and others entered the room, they saw Song Xuan wearing shorts and sleeping with his bare chest.

"Ok?"

Song Xuan then opened his eyes, looked at the large group of people, and said subconsciously:
"Everyone sit down, we'll have barbecue and cold drinks tonight."

Zhu Yu looked at Song Xuan's figure and was stunned where she was.

Wang Tai, however, had seen a lot in Tokyo in his early years and immediately said:

"With Twelve Lang's physique, it would be a shame if he didn't join the Imperial Guard. He looks like such a good guy!"

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter.

In fact, Wang Tai was a little envious.

Compared to Song Xuan, his own body was a little shriveled, and he even had difficulty picking up the bone in Song Xuan's study and playing with it.

As for Bao Zheng, perhaps because he got married early, even though he became a widower, he had gained some weight.

Among other scholars, those who were as strong as Song Xuan were always a minority.

"Shi Erlang, I heard that you pulled Judge Gu back from the underworld?"

"That's right, Wang Xiuyong didn't see how you used your skills. Could it be that your spirit left your body and went to Hades' Hall to cross out Gu Tongpan's name from the Book of Life and Death?"

"If Shi Er Lang has a way, can you go again and cross my name out of the Book of Life and Death?"

"Hahaha."

Several people laughed and joked.

At this moment, Tao Hong came in and said that Zhen Guannan was outside and wanted to meet the young master to thank him for the wealth he had brought.

Song Xuan thought about it and nodded:
"Let him in. Please step aside for a moment. I have some medical advice to give."

Wang Tai and others would not delay Song Xuan's formality, and their conversation could be heard behind the screen.

Zhen Guannan was a little excited and came over with Gu Zimo's concubine.

Song Xuan also happened to take a tailored old man's shirt and put it on.

Gu Zimo's concubine caught a glimpse of Song Xuan and had a more intuitive feeling of his waist at that time, and she wanted to pinch it.

Compared to Gu Zimo's sexual apathy, Zhen Guannan still used his manly abilities to please the young lady to his heart's content.

Zhen Guannan saw Song Xuan wearing strange clothes, but he didn't care. His face was full of smiles:

"I would like to thank Twelve Lang for his great kindness."

Bang bang tied.

Zhen Guannan has a bad temper.

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Song Xuan.

He was beaten up by Song Xuan's men, but ended up becoming extremely rich, so he was very happy.

Song Xuan didn't just beat him up, he almost smashed him to death with his wealth.

Anyone would be extremely excited to be sent from hell to heaven like this.

Song Xuan bought this courtyard with a price tag of three hundred strings of cash, but he only spent a little over two hundred strings of cash on it.

It can be seen that five hundred strings of cash was a considerable sum of money in Song City.

"Not only did I receive five hundred strings of cash, I also got the concubine of Judge Gu Tong as my wife, along with a dowry of three hundred strings of cash. I owe everything I have today to Twelve Young Master's kindness. From now on, I will serve you like a dog and a horse!"

There were so many people imprisoned in prison. If Song Xuan hadn't named him, he would still be living in darkness in there, and might even be sent to Hebei to serve as a bandit in the army.

But once Master Song started importing, he now had money and a wife.

It would be such a wonderful thing to give birth to a big fat boy in the future!
Even if half of my life is gone.

so what?

I don’t know how many people would like to exchange half of their lives for 500 strings of cash, and have a lovely young lady as their wife, plus a dowry of 300 strings of cash. But there is no way to do this even if they want it!

Besides, it was very common to marry a remarried woman in the Song Dynasty.

The girl that Emperor Zhenzong bought was also someone else's wife.

Now that she has become the Empress Dowager of the Song Dynasty and is in charge of government affairs, anyone who is dissatisfied will have to keep it to themselves.

amount.

Listening to Zhen Guannan's story, Song Xuan didn't know what to say.

Gu Zimo's legal wife is having an affair with him, so he shouldn't be able to give his wife to someone else to express his gratitude, right?

Of course, in such an environment, it is normal to think that women are like clothes.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people selling their wives or renting them out, with the lease ending only after they give birth to someone else's child.

Gu Zimo's concubine glanced at Song Xuan again. She was too scared last night and her mind was blank.

When resting, she also longed to be comforted, but Zhen Guannan succeeded in comforting her.

She now has some understanding of the situation and is wondering if she can get Song Xuan to take back her half of her life.

Zhen Guannan looked at Song Xuan in silence and knew that he was no longer in his eyes.

But he saw Song Xuan's powerful methods.

How can I give up holding on to this thigh!

Song Xuan thought about it, then spoke carefully:
"As the saying goes, a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. If you, Zhen Guannan, really want to turn over a new leaf and live a decent life, what are your plans?"

"To answer Shi Er Lang, I haven't made up my mind yet. I just want to go to Qinglou and call my former brothers for a feast."

Song Xuan nodded, this is also a normal way of thinking.

"You two now have seven hundred strings of cash. Do you think this is small change?"

"Can all the bad friends from the past be trusted?"

"Guess how many people there are who wouldn't want your money and women in Zhen Guannan?"

"After all, you're just a scoundrel. Suddenly you've become rich, and all sorts of monsters and demons are coming for you. They won't stop until they've completely devoured you and dragged you back into your scoundrel ways."

"We're all struggling in the same quagmire, so why do you, Zhen Guannan, suddenly become a wealthy man?"

"Do you think those Zhen Guanxi, Zhen Guanbei and the like will blackmail you like they did before?"

"I'm not exaggerating, Song Twelve. Perhaps before long, you and your wife will be found dead on the streets, losing all your money and lives."

Zhen Guannan broke out in a cold sweat after hearing Song Xuan's words.

He subconsciously looked at the woman beside him because he felt he had to curry favor with her, or Xiao Qian said to go and thank Song Xuan.

After all, even the prefect and people from the court were looking at him.

In addition, Song Xuan kindly told them that he pretended to be unconscious just to get more money.

If Song Xuan hadn't reminded them, the Gu family probably wouldn't have agreed so readily to Xiaoqian and the 300-string dowry.

In addition, Zhen Guannan knew his own temperament. If he put himself in other people's shoes and they became as rich as he was, he would definitely spend those dozens of strings of money.

"Twelve Lang, what should I do then?"

Zhen Guannan kowtowed to Song Xuan again.

He thought good days were coming, but he didn't expect that even though he had money, he still had to live in fear.

It's not that easy to clean up.

"I hope Twelve Lang can save me and my husband."

Although Gu Zimo's concubine was a little greedy for Song Xuan's body, she knew who was the person she could catch and hold in the palm of her hand.

Otherwise, if you meet the wrong person, you will end up being pawned.

When I get old and lose my looks, I'm afraid I'll have to do a half-open business. It's better to live a stable life with Zhen Guannan.

Song Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I don't have any good ideas about what you two are doing for a living right now."

"Why don't you spend some money to buy a place to live first, and then spend some money to buy some land outside the city. Relying on your status as Gu Tongpan's benefactor, the government officials will not make things difficult for you in the short term."

"Hide the rest of the money after you buy the house, leaving only a small amount for daily expenses. If you and your wife ever think of a business opportunity, you can come and ask me. I happen to have some business experience."

Zhen Guannan listened to Song Xuan's idea.

He immediately kowtowed again and thanked her.

He wanted to curry favor with someone, but Song Xuan didn't give in or simply changed the subject. It was not appropriate for him to ask further questions at this time, as that would only annoy people.

"Twelve Lang, please take a rest first. We will do as Twelve Lang says."

Zhen Guannan helped his woman up and ran back quickly.

After the two of them left, Wang Tai and others came out from behind the screen. He sat aside and asked hurriedly:
"Shi Er Lang, did you really extract half of the lives of the other two from their bodies and then inject it into Gu Tongpan?"

"I heard that you couldn't even walk at the time. How much effort did you put in to save Judge Gu?"

Facing their questions, Song Xuan waved his hand:
"Nothing to brag about, just a slightly damp edge to my clothes."

Wang Tai and others were stunned where they were.

Only Zhang Fangping laughed wildly, holding his stomach.

They don’t understand Twelfth Brother’s way of showing off.

Even if it took a lot of effort to save Gu Tongpan, Twelve Brother would not say it was a waste of effort. Bao Zheng looked at Zhang Fangping who was laughing wildly and asked immediately:
"What's so funny about this?"

"I do not know either!"

"They are both from Lema Town. What kind of answer is that?"

"don't know."

Song Xuan stood up and said with a smile:
"When someone asks you how difficult or dangerous something is, answer like this and you'll see the results."

"Good good."

"Hahaha."

"So that's it, then I understand."

Everyone was laughing and joking.

Before the test results came out, the exam was over after all, and everyone was very relaxed. They started threading the meat skewers early.

Doing this kind of thing yourself is a good way to kill time.

"Hey, Brother Fan, don't put on too much, otherwise it won't be easy to roast."

It was really Fan Xiang’s first time eating roasted lamb.

This mutton is considered top quality meat in the Song Dynasty.

He just heard from his family that in order to ensure that all the fat was in the pot, they were all stewed.

But I won’t be so extravagant as to grill it and waste the oil.

"I understand, I understand."

Fan Xiang chuckled.

Han Qi sat aside and said nothing from beginning to end.

Just listen quietly to everyone talking.

"By the way, Shi Er Lang, I haven't asked you this question yet. Look at how fast you're writing. Is this question really not difficult?"

Wang Tai is most concerned about the people he knows who are in the same examination room.

Everyone felt that the questions Yan Shu asked were too difficult. He was a child prodigy, but we were not.

"It's difficult!"

Wang Tai was a little confused when he heard Song Xuan say this.

"No, how could you answer so quickly?"

"There are difficult answers." Song Xuan put down the stick in his hand:

"Since I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try, I might as well cut the Gordian knot and face the next exam with a better attitude."

"I thought, can't all the subjects be difficult?"

"Of course the result is fucking difficult!"

"Old thief Yan is truly unworthy of being a human being!"

"Hahaha."

Everyone just laughed and didn't dare to agree with Song Xuan's words.

After all, Yan Shu's questions were difficult, but he was also selecting talents for the country and representing the court.

No matter how much we curse, we cannot easily curse the court.

If there were no imperial court, how would people like us have the opportunity to take the exam?
Wang Tai sighed a little.

I usually read the Four Books and Five Classics, but I don’t know much about history. I’m scratching my head and can’t figure out how to write about it.

In particular, he believed that his writing style and techniques of Xikun style were superior to others.

But he himself did not perform well.

The other three subjects were also so-so.

"Yeah." Zhang Fangping couldn't help but complain:

"I really can't get enough of those historical allusions."

"It's difficult." Song Xuan picked up another stick and said, "I just pieced it together here and there. My grasp of the Xikun style is still not very good."

Bao Zheng also agreed, but he did not expect that Song Xuan and Zhang Fangping would also admit that this question was difficult.

After all, he had received special training from Zhang Kang, the magistrate of Yingtian Prefecture.

Wang Xiuyong sighed: "Actually, I haven't even written it down yet."

"Ah, then you're going a bit too far."

No matter how difficult it was, everyone present even Fan Xiang, who was ranked last, managed to write it by piecing together some ideas.

“We can only hope for next year.”

Song Xuan couldn't help but sigh:

"Yeah, I think being selected is not an easy thing."

As soon as Song Xuan said this, everyone sighed.

Even Song Xuan and Zhang Fangping felt that it was not easy for them to pass the exam, so how can everyone else be confident!
"That's all."

Song Xuan took the initiative to speak:

"Fortunately, we are still young and there are always many opportunities."

Bao Zheng and other older people don’t think so. If they don’t pass the exam now, when will they be able to pass it?
"Now that things have come to this, let's grill the meat first."

"Yeah."

Fan Xiang was very calm. Since everyone failed the exam, it went without saying that he would definitely fail too.

It’s better to eat more mutton.

He has never eaten roasted lamb in his life!

I must stuff two more skewers into my mouth later, that’s so delicious!

"Open, open, open."

Song Xuan took the lamb skewers that had been rinsed in salt water and handed them directly to Jiao Ming, indicating that he should bake them on the stove.

"Everyone come over and take turns fanning our Chef Jiao. Grilling skewers in such hot weather is really scorching."

"I'll listen to Shi Er Lang."

Everyone laughed.

It was also the first time for Wang Gui to eat this kind of barbecue, and he ate lamb to his heart's content.

Song Xuan originally wanted to make a roasted whole lamb, but it was still a bit difficult, so it would be simpler to make whole lamb skewers.

"Shi Er Lang, could you please feel my pulse? Wang Tai said you prescribed some medicine for him."

Lu Lejian stretched out his arms. He actually wanted to enjoy life, especially since he was a few years older than everyone else. He was also very concerned about the pleasures of men and women.

He also went to brothels frequently.

Song Xuan touched it and said: "Be more restrained. You also need to take good care of yourself, otherwise you will lose your energy and won't be able to replenish it."

Lu Lejian asked in a low voice: "How restrained should we be?"

"Given your current situation, don't do it more than seven times a month, and don't increase it once."

"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Lejian hurriedly saluted Song Xuan in a low voice:
"Thank you, Twelve Lang, thank you, Twelve Lang."

After all, Song Xuan was able to bring people back from the underworld. Now he says you have kidney deficiency and asks you to be more restrained. How can you not believe him?

Then Fan Xiang came over embarrassedly and whispered:
"Shi Er Lang, I am a little bit out of my climax. It's very embarrassing."

Song Xuan felt Fan Xiang's pulse before speaking:
"This is a normal phenomenon. Brother Fan, don't worry. Many men will experience this phenomenon after their bodies have fully developed."

"Brother Fan doesn't have a wife now, so this situation is very normal. As long as you don't lose four times a month, you don't have to worry about it at all."

"No, no, just once or twice a month."

"Brother Fan is in very good health, much better than both of them."

Song Xuan then lowered his voice and said:
"If Brother Fan wants to solve this problem, I will give him some money. He can go to the brothel and vent for a while, which will help alleviate the situation for a long time."

"It's not right, it's not right."

Fan Xiang refused subconsciously, but felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, we are all brothers, this little money is nothing."

Fan Xiang gritted his teeth:

"If I can win this test, I will sacrifice my dignity and come to Twelve Lang to ask for a reward. If I fail, then I will pretend that this incident never happened."

Song Xuan knew that Fan Xiang thought he had no hope of winning, and he also understood that it was a bit embarrassing for such a thing to happen in a group dormitory.

He nodded slightly: "Brother Fan, there is no need to be so vigilant. This is human nature."

"Anyway, thank you very much."

Fan Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and returned to Jiao Ming, fanning him diligently. The main reason was that the aroma of the grilled lamb skewers was making him drool.

"Twelfth brother, please feel my pulse too."

"And I."

Song Xuan waved his palm-leaf fan and said, "Don't worry, just queue up. There's plenty of time."

"Hahaha."

Everyone was curious about Song Xuan's medical skills and hoped that their physical condition would be better than others.

Song Xuan felt Shi Yannian's pulse, but he was still drinking.

"Wait, put down your drink first."

Shi Yannian was stunned because the other classmates all passed away very quickly. Song Xuan just said that he was in good health, but he should exercise more to effectively avoid getting sick so as to avoid being like him in the exam.

"Shi Er Lang, do I have any questions?"

Song Xuan still didn't let go of his arm, his face was solemn, and he didn't answer.

(End of this chapter)