Life is gradually getting on track. Uncle Yong is enjoying middle age. Every morning, he wakes up and helps the young lady finish the hygiene. He sneaks to the front hall to help the workers watch the streets lively, and he is the first to come out if he has something to do.

Qian Xiaoyi sang a book at night, and went to his master's house to learn culture during the day and listened to the classmate. One day, Liang Feng had a whim. Suddenly, he thought that Xiaoyi's two words were not good, so he raised his hand to sign up to change the name of the old apprentice. Of course, Lao Qian couldn't ask for it, so Liang Feng changed it to Qian Xiaoyi, whose name was Chunzhou. It was homophonic, and praised him for being grateful and polite. Qian Xiaoyi cried with joy. On the same day, he bought two paper money and ran to his grave to report to his dead parents and elder brother Qian Xiaojia. Poor his family was completely illiterate, and finally a big one appeared!

Xiao Chang quickly learned about women's knowledge, either lifted up the needle and thread and tugged a few holes, or ran to the kitchen to follow the chef to smoke his oil smoke.

Liang Feng is the most comfortable. He goes to bed late and gets up late. He only gets up every day. He is responsible for teaching Qian Xiaoyi's words and reading and writing. After that, he pulls Xiaochang to write, draw, sing and plays chess, or goes on a stroll to the street and walks home for dinner with the neighbors. It is late at night, regardless of whether Xiaochang agrees or not, he will start practicing.

Fortunately, this girl is only 28 years old, full of energy, and she is aware of her. Although she is afraid, she loves her, so she shyly agrees to her every night. She is not broken up by Liang Feng.

Speaking of all things in the world, some seem to be irrelevant, but in fact they are vaguely connected. This is how the so-called butterfly effect is created.

When Liang Feng was always happy, he was in the center of the Song Dynasty thousands of miles away, in the Funing Hall of the Bianliang Imperial Palace in Tokyo. The current official family of the Song Dynasty was about to be called Zhenzong. The old man named Zhao Heng was lying sickly on the soft couch. Next to him was the queen Liu E., with a haggard and anxious face. He personally took the medicine from the palace maid and carefully fed him.

The extremely bitter medicine could no longer stimulate his taste, so he opened his mouth mechanically and swallowed it. He lay in the bedroom every day. Today, he was so happy that he ordered people to move themselves outside to see the sun.

I was annoyed to drink every day, and there was no effect. So I waved my head in disgust and told Liu E not to feed her. Liu E had to stop and said with a smile: "The official family looks better today than yesterday."

"Oh, stop saying good things to coax me, I understand in my heart. If you don't say this, why haven't Yi'er come to greet me?"

"He has come a long time ago. The official family was closing his eyes and resting. He didn't dare to disturb him. He was outside."

"Call him in." He said a few words with barely a few words, then closed his eyes and gasped.

The little yellow gate hurried out to ask Yi'er to enter the palace. Yi'er was Zhao Suiyi. The first five brothers of the Zhao family were not seen, and all died. The old Zhao family was not strong. Zhao Hengsheng's children were like racing, comparing who died faster. He was so anxious that he was only in his forties at the time, and his hair was half white. Fortunately, he finally had this old six, and he looked healthy and lively, and his heart was extremely kind and innocent. It is said that Zhao Heng has been in poor health for more than a year. Every time he came to pay homage to his father, he would sobb and cry in the room when he went back. Later, he ran to the temple to pray.

Once he went again and said to the image of his grandfather and his grandfather: "I hope my father will get better soon. As long as my father is in good health, my grandson is willing to reduce his life and increase his life for his father."

I don't know why this child is so taboo. His father was in a stable condition, but when he heard his prayer, he was immediately frightened again. His mother was also intimidated and immediately pulled him over and squeezed and scolded him. He had to admit his mistake in grievance and said that he would not dare to talk nonsense in the future. He cried with his best second mother (he called Aunt Yang) and told him that the five brothers in front of you are no longer there. You are the lifeblood of our old Zhao family. Oh no, the lifeblood of the Song Dynasty. Don't talk nonsense. You are the life of your father! Everyone wants you to live for a long time.

Only then did Zhao Shouyi realize how precious he was. Later, he was still filial, obedient, well-behaved, but he didn't make any taboos. His parents observed for a few more days and saw that the child was still safe, so they felt a little relieved. However, they also strengthened their protection and developed to the point where the hand washing water had to boil and let it cool before it could be used.

Today he stood obediently outside the hall and waited patiently. When his father woke up, he went in to pay his respects. When he was free, he would talk to the Huangmen Palace Maids next to him. Those eunuchs and palace maids were not as good as this. They were staring at the wheels one by one. The palace maids smiled and could not escape the charge of seducing the prince. They would not be wrong with the crime of seducing the prince. So they all agreed carefully and did not dare to laugh. Zhao Shouyi was very boring.

At this time, Piansheng walked over to a high-level eunuch Yang Shouzhen. He saw Zhao Shouyi standing outside the hall from a distance and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I have seen Your Highness."

"Oh, it's Eunuch Yang. You've come back too long? Have you made meritorious again?"

"Haha, I am not in good health. I have been kind to the saint of the official family and have been given back for more than half a month to treat my illness. I am so ashamed that I have not made any contribution."

"Then, what fun things you encounter outside? Did you hear something nice?" The eleven-year-old child was the most curious. He was locked in the deep palace every day. He finally met someone who came back from seeing the world outside and asked nonstop.

"Haha, I have never encountered anything interesting when I work for the official family outside. I have fought and killed everyone. Your highness is a daughter-in-law. Wouldn't it be so pitiful to your highness's ears when I say it? Hey, I remembered it, but I met a nice one." After saying that, I pondered, not knowing whether I should say it.

"Tell me quickly." Zhao Shouyi was very excited when he heard this and hurriedly begged. His poor eyes were full of expectation.

By the way, this child has been kind since childhood and is very good to the palace servants. All the eunuchs and maids in the palace like him. Seeing his expression, Lao Yang couldn't bear it, so he had to tell the truth: "I came back this time, but I have brought a strange book. It is a novel of gods and demons called "The Three Tibets of the West". I wonder if Your Highness has heard of it?"

"The Tang Dynasty Journey to the West"? I haven't heard it, is it good to watch it? Can you show me it?" Zhao Shouyi asked hurriedly. At this time, Yang Shouzhen was really embarrassed. It was just a book, but it was nothing to read it for the prince. There was no reactionary yellow description inside. But if the censors outside listened, they would inevitably gossip again and said that the eunuch was wrong and seduced His Highness. Sooner or later, they would give them the chance to pick bones in the eggs and find some books to be included. Although he had a clear conscience, it was enough to drink a lot of money.

Just as hesitated, a small yellow sect came out to salute Zhao Shouyi and said, "Your Highness, the official family is welcome."

Xiao Zhao had to go in and pay tribute to his father first, and then begged Yang Shouzhen, "Empress Yang must remember it, look back and show me the strange book. Don't worry, I will never say it was you who gave it!" The last two sentences pressed down their voices low, with a serious expression, but they were extremely cute. Yang Shouzhen looked at him and felt soft in his heart: "Forget it, I'm afraid of a censor, just a book, just give it to him."

He hurriedly bowed to Zhao Shouyi, but he refused to agree to him.

Zhao Shouyi jumped up the steps, quickly sorted out his clothes, walked into the hall in a regular manner, about five steps away from Zhao Heng, and bowed with his hands and said, "Children Huiyi will meet the father and the saint."

Zhao Heng had always described what Zhang Hui later as the monk: he was speechless and depressed. Seeing his son's recent appearance, a loving smile and a little glow appeared on his face. He nodded and smiled, "My son is not a gift, sit down." He hurriedly moved a Jindun next to him and asked Zhao Shouyi to get close to Zhao Heng and sit down.

"What kind of book did my son read today?" Liu E asked next to him. Zhao Heng could see it when his son came in. Now his husband is very ill and is afraid that he would consume his energy if he talks too much, so he asked a question next to him.

"Sage Qi, the child has been reading "Cefu Yuangui" with Xianggong Wang these days."

"Well, okay, my son should learn these things to be beneficial." Liu E nodded and smiled lovingly. She originally wanted to say the next sentence, "It's time to use it." But suddenly I remembered that the official family was sick by my side, and wouldn't that curse him to die sooner? Isn't it curse him to die soon? I held it back, but my heart couldn't help but feel sad.

The mother and son said something happy, and Zhao Heng lay down and smiled and listened. The family was enjoying this increasingly rare family joy.

At this time, the little yellow gate outside said, "Master Qian is in the palace and ordered the marquis to be ordered."

Liu E said: "Xuan him come in."

Qian Weiyan, who was waiting outside, walked in in a regular costume and wearing a winged hat. After finishing the ceremony, he bowed and said, "I don't know if the officials summoned me to come, what are you going to show me?"

"Xi Sheng, is the purple Ganoderma lucidum you presented to you the previous month? I originally wanted to send an eunuch to inquire, but I was afraid that the eunuch would give you a wrong word, so I called you to ask in person, but it was a labor force for you. Haha."

It turned out that Qian Weiyan presented a purple Ganoderma lucidum to Zhao Heng in late August, saying that it was a dream that an immortal had sent to him, and he picked it at a certain time and place. According to the immortal's instructions, he must be worshipped in the place where Yingyang collects energy for 49 days before it can be eaten. Zhao Heng has always been superstitious and gave a stick as a needle. He quickly worshipped Ganoderma lucidum in Jingfu Hall in Yingyang Gate as Qian Weiyan said. Seeing that time was approaching, he became confused again. I don't know whether it was from the day Qian Weiyan picked it or the day he gave it to him. Recently, he became more and more ill and couldn't help but seek medical treatment. I remembered that I wanted to take the thing and hoped that the medicine would be cured when the immortal grass was taken. So I hurriedly shouted Lao Qian to ask questions.

It is said that the King of Chu is so thin-waisted and most palace maids starved to death. Zhao Heng is so good at this, so these tricks come out of the way. What is the dream of the gods? In fact, it is a large plant that he secretly breeds in his own cellar. The medicinal value is quite good, but it is a ghost dream. This is not something that makes him happy just by seeing that he likes it. It is a tonic for no reason. It cannot kill anyone, and he is not worried about being guilty.

At this time, Zhao Heng asked, if his old money answered, it would be boring. It would be mysterious to make it seem precious. So he pinched his fingers for a long time to calculate the day, then bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, that Ganoderma lucidum can be taken yesterday. The immortal said that it must be eaten after the expiration date. Has the official not taken it yet?" After saying that, he looked up at Zhao Heng in a pretentious manner.

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Mr. Liang is about to enter the second volume, a vast and great world will be unfolded for him. Stay tuned!
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