Zhao Shu's experience is quite ups and downs, so since he ascended the throne, he held his strength and wanted to work out a big cause to beat those people's faces anyway.

Some people may ask: He is an emperor, and the king is in the world. Why is he so stubborn?

This one……

Because mental patients are so stubborn!

Anxiety, depression ... Obsessive-compulsive disorder, these mental illnesses add up, and now become the emperor Zhao Shu of the Song Dynasty.

Having these diseases, he looked like a normal person on weekdays, but deep in his heart, that kind of stubbornness and anxiety often surfaced, which made him feel more suffering.

So he got a chance to show up. Zhao Shu felt very happy. If he didn't go, he would feel stupid.

This less talk for half a day, until Zhao Shu and the ancestors whispered, and the display was finished, they would go back to the house.

Chen Zhongheng knew this, so he quietly said to his inner attendant: "Go get some food and drink ..."

Nai Xinxin understood the way: "I heard that I will get roast chicken today, so I will get two if I'm small."

Sensible!

Chen Zhongheng kindly touched the top of his head, "Go."

The inner servant flew away, and Chen Zhongheng quickly followed Zhao Shu who was walking down the stairs.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Shu turned around and Bao Zhenggong said: "Your Majesty, you feel ... Shen An's contribution is not small this time!"

Han Qi glanced at Bao Zheng and felt that the old Bao really became cunning.

At this time, mentioning Shen An's credit, the official's family was in a good mood.

But Zhao Shu had some toothache.

This is Shen An in his twenties, a young one, and if it is sealed again, I am afraid it will be unsealed in the future!

Once the courtiers reached the point of being unsealed, it would be dangerous.

At that time, even if the emperor trusts you any more, he can only idle you, otherwise Yu Gong will have no good results.

I'm so hard!

He was very entangled, but the entangled appearance did not get the sympathy of Jasuke.

At this time, we suggested that we can make a breakthrough, but afterwards we are in trouble.

So decide for yourself.

The slaves shrank, but there was the loyal Chen Zhongheng!

Lao Chen's eyes turned and said, "Your Majesty ..."

He stretched out his hand and made a round look, and squeezed his eyes.

Hey!

Zhao Shu hated to slap him for life and couldn't take care of himself.

What do you mean by that thing?

egg?

Still fruit ...

what!

Zhao Shu smiled in his heart.

"Taro from Shen's family ... come here."

"Your Majesty ordered."

Chen Zhongheng lowered his eyebrows, looking at the extraordinarily honest.

Loyal servant!

Zhao Shu glanced at him approvingly and said, "Taro of Shen's family ..."

Bao Zheng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Taro is a nickname, and the name is Shen Ji."

"Yes, Shen Ji." Zhao Shu praised: "That taro, no, that Shen Ji I heard is quite intelligent, and the poems of the article are also good, it is a good seedling ..."

Han Qi's cheeks twitched and asked Bao Zheng in a low voice, "Taro's poems are good?"

Bao Zheng coughed, "Yeah! It's really good."

Sure enough Bao Zheng has begun to shame!

Han Qi whispered: "It's enough for a four-year-old child to be smart, and he also wrote poems and articles. Sima Guang didn't dare to brag about it like that, so he had to do a smashing thing. His majesty is so boastful today, that shameless Shen An Yes, in the future it will be so bragging ... "

Bao Zheng coldly hummed: "The old poet of that child has heard, and it's ... not bad."

The poems of Taro are of course pretty good, what ‘daddy eats, aunt eats cakes, so delicious ... really delicious. Words like Bao Zheng are quite interesting.

Zhao Shu over there said, "Just be a Confucianist."

After waving, he waved away.

The four-year-old Ru Lin Lang, even the children of the powerful family, did not receive this treatment, nor did the children of the royal family ...

Those who did not know it must be taken aback by surprise, and then asked what special skill this child Shen Ji had, even attracted the official to reward him four years old.

But the children of Shen Ji have no special skills except for trouble.

No, there is one.

His father Shen An is more special.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Bao Zheng arched his hand, believing Shen Anxie.

Zeng Gongliang smiled bitterly: "Four-year-old Ru Lin Lang, on Zhengjiu Pin, this is not an unauthorized reward, but military merit ... Later, the taro of the Shen An family came out and could shame many people!"

When the guys met, you were in your twenties, and you just got a jinshi. But the people are all Confucian Langlang. Don't take it seriously. People are military conservatives. You can't compare.

Yes, you have to bow your hands first.

Not ashamed?

Han Qi said: "That's fine, the old man is thinking, after Shen An made all the way, his two sons were rewarded all the way, and by then what county government will become ... Is that count?"

Ouyang Xiu said: "This is a military seal, of course, it must be counted, no matter how small it is."

"Then the two sons of his family will be able to participate in all serious matters. Two and a half old children ... Let's be half old at that time. The two and a half old children stand with a group of old men with white hair. Discuss the state of affairs ... how do you feel? "

Everyone was indifferent.

This is so fucking!

The picture was so beautiful that the old man did not want to think about it.

"Hehe." Bao Zheng said very calmly: "The old man must have done the job by then."

"The old man is afraid that he will still be there." Ouyang Xiu said habitually: "For these young and handsome Yan, the old man should avoid the road and let him out."

...

Chen Fuer, who had just returned home, drank some wine and felt that he was probably fine.

The housekeeper came and told him: "Lang Jun, the front hall has collapsed. It looks a bit shameful. Should we ask someone to rebuild one?"

When I entered the house, I saw the antechamber, but this antechamber has been turned into ruins. Looking at Ge Yingren!

Chen Fu'er looked up with hatred in his eyes, "That was the Shen family's collapse, let it go, and wait for Shen An to come back. If he comes to the door to find something, let him see what his sister has done!"

The housekeeper couldn't help but praise: "Good thing! Shen An's temperament is not good, if he sees the ruins and still wants to work, it's violent!"

Chen Fuer drank a glass of wine and said, "Just leave it alone."

"Yes."

The butler went happily, and Chen Fu'er shook his head and chuckled. "At first glance, I haven't experienced any major incidents.

He laughed again: "It's just a housekeeper, what can he do? Ha ha ha ha!"

Before the words fell, he saw the housekeeper running in, and Chen Fu'er frowned: "Be steady in doing things ..."

"Lang Jun, the Northwest has won!"

Chen Fu'er held a wine glass in his hand. He heard that he looked up at the housekeeper. When he saw him pale, he smiled, and then drank the wine in the glass. "Drink too much?"

The steward stomped, "It is spreading all over the city, saying that Shen An regained Suizhou in the northwestern world war, and many shops also reduced their prices."

He felt that this matter might be dangerous, "Then Shen An is the most spicy, Lang Jun, we are afraid of danger."

"Afraid ... what are you afraid of?"

Chen Fu'er's cheeks were shaking, his hands were loose, and the wine glass fell on the table.

Boom!

"Lang Jun ..."

The butler saw him bloodless, trembling, and couldn't help but panic.

...

Yang Jian, who is resting at home, feels that he can perfectly avoid Bao Zheng's revenge while taking the opportunity to take a vacation, which is really wise.

"Lang Jun, the good news is coming ..."

"What good news?"

Yang Jian asked lazily.

Spring is sleepy, autumn is lacking, and summer is nodding, this fall is the easiest to feel drowsy.

"It is said that Shen An has made meritorious deeds in the northwest, and made great achievements, regaining Suizhou, and the palace is jubilant ..."

Yang Jian, who was lying on the chair, first opened his eyes and then jumped up.

But he was lying in the study, beside the bookshelves. He jumped up in a hurry and ended up knocking over the bookshelf.

The huge bookshelf fell down ...

Boom!

The servant who came to inform the news looked at the dust, and Yang Jian had disappeared under the bookshelf, so he could not help shouting, "Come here! Come here ..."

When the Yang family was in a state of panic, an inner attendant came to the Shen family.

"Your dad has made credit again, but I don't know how much credit there is for the legs. Anyway, I will get some benefits ..."

Yang Zhuoxue muttered with Taro, and Taro was sitting by the bed, his head little by little, but he was napping.

The needle and thread in her hand kept going, and a little dress gradually took shape.

Zhao Wuwu on the side reached out to protect the head of the taro and smiled: "Why don't the lady get this? There are cloth houses and workshops at home. Those clever embroidered ladies have more, just ask them to sew more pieces. "

Yang Zhuoxue raised his head, moved his neck, and said, "Those are good, but you don't know, your own children! I wish I could do everything for him personally, I was afraid that something outside was not good ... Do it with your own hands, and you will feel at ease. "

Zhao Wuwu didn't get married, let alone children, so he couldn't understand this emotion.

"someone is coming."

Just as there were footsteps outside, she got up and saw Aunt Chen rushing over with a happy face.

"Good thing, great thing!"

Aunt Chen shouted: "Ma'am, ma'am, something great is coming, come out soon ..."

The taro inside was awakened, and his head hit the bed at once, covering his forehead and trying to cry.

"Don't cry, there is sugar!"

When Yang Zhuoxue heard the great thing, he made a spittle to wipe the forehead of the taro, and then got up.

Aunt Chen came in, and the hearty laughter filled the room immediately.

"Hahahaha ... Madam, the nobleman who came to the palace in front said that he wanted to reward Dalangjun!"

"Bonus?"

Yang Zhuoxue was very happy in his heart. When he looked back, he saw that there were tears in the taro, and his mouth just opened ...

"Wow……"

When Yang Zhuoxue was carrying the taro to the front, the in-house attendant who saw the taro still in tears couldn't help but get tangled.

The official family will praise him!

But the will must be conveyed.

He smiled and said: "The official said, Shen Ji is quite smart, and the poems are also good ..."

"mother……"

Taro pulled Yang Zhuoxue, crying.

The people of the Shen family are all beaming, and as for the taro crying, everyone should not see it.

Later, after the intention was passed, Yang Zhuoxue asked Zhuang honest to give Xie Li and sent the attendants out.

When Zhuang honestly returned, Yang Zhuoxue already kissed the taro and said, "My son, your father made a contribution in the northwest, and the official family has praised you. Rulin Lang, you will have an official uniform in the future.

Taro choked with sobs: "Mother ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ What is the official uniform?"

Yang Zhuoxue said: "Good things, can show off with others in the future."

Her smiling eyebrows were curved, and a picture appeared in her mind: the four-year-old taro was wearing a small official uniform, followed by a group of small officials, walking on the street with his hands ...

She reached out and took the edamame from the hands of Aunt Chen, and said lovingly: "The edamame will grow up faster, and when your father will get you something, then go to the bureau with your elder brother ..."

So a picture appeared again in her mind: two little children wearing official uniforms, followed by a group of people ...

How beautiful!

...

Thanks to the bookkeeper ‘I am Shao Laosan’ for rewarding the leader. The 98th leader is here, and Baimeng is in sight.

Fifth, even more, good night.

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