There is no need to say much about the scenery in early summer. In addition, there are few bandits in the south, and the official road is fine and flat, so the journey is very fast.

From Jinling to Haizhou, it is only seven hundred miles away, not too far, and a hundred miles a day is not too big. It is just because the old man on the bus couldn't withstand the bumps, so Yan Shu's itinerary was not fast. It was already four or five days before he arrived in Huaiyin.

Today, Huaiyin is still the beautiful Jiangnan area, and it is still so bright and charming. Yan Shu, who hasn't been here for a long time, no longer rushes to rush on the road, but takes his family here for a few days. It is also a great thing to eat local snacks.

But the only drawback is that the tickets for several famous scenic spots and ancient temples here are quite expensive, making this time when it should be crowded with tourists, it seems deserted. Apart from a few monks on the Main Hall, there are those clay sculptures of Bodhisattvas squatting there.

But this is probably what the temple should look like.

The development of Huaiyin is obviously not as good as that of Jinling. You can still see the old appearance here. The main reason is that many young and middle-aged laborers concentrated to Jinling City, and the land outside was subleted to the government farm for contracting. Therefore, most of the people wandering on the streets were idle old people. They had land and money, and their children and grandchildren were not around. So there were groups of elderly people everywhere on the streets playing chess and cards.

Since Song Beiyun changed the popular Ye Zi card in Tang Dynasty to the Sparrow card a few years ago, this thing is now one of the most passionate things that the people are from princes and ministers to the people when they are idle. Most of these old men are rubbing wooden carved mahjong under the shade of the tree. If the rich old men are mostly going to choose a set of glass kits, they will look much more respectful when they are taken out in the pile of old men.

The old prime minister has become worse and worse in recent years. In fact, he himself knows that his deadline is coming soon, but he still seems to be unwilling to accept it and refuses to leave.

However, he has been very energetic these days. Although he is exhausted by the journey, he is more energetic than when he was in Jinling.

"This chess is really smelly."

After being pushed by Yan Shu and watched several games, Zhao Xiang shook his head and sighed: "Even this technique is really embarrassing."

It is said that old children and children are always a sperm, but when they reach this point before leaving, they become more and more like a child. They like to make noise, say strange words and thorn people.

Yan Shu had long been used to the appearance of his father-in-law. Since his parents died last year, he has stopped picking on the problems of these old men and women.

Let them go, how many years will it take?

"Smell!" Yan Shu replied: "Let's go, Taishan. I'll push you to teach them a lesson."

"Forget it." Zhao Xiang shook his head: "Bullying a few bad chess tricks has ruined my reputation."

That's what he was like, he said ruthlessly, but his heart was still soft. His typical knife-like mouth and heartlessness no longer had the scheming appearance he used to be.

Yan Shu didn't say anything, but just continued to push him forward. Zhao Xiang always muttered something about the past, saying something about his family's three prime ministers, and saying something about the unparalleled national sages.

This would never be said from his mouth before, because he was afraid that those who were interested would create an inexplicable enemy. But now, I can hear it, and there are not a few years left.

"Sir Taishan, what do you want to eat? I'll take you to have a look."

"I can't eat it anymore, I have a bad appetite these days." Zhao Xiang tried his best to gesture the size of a bowl with his hands: "At that time, when I was as big as you, I could eat three bowls of such a large bowl. At that time, my father always said to me, saying that the Zhao family is full of books, why did I make such a fool like me? Now... it's not as good as the starling I fed back then, and my father has been there for nearly thirty years."

Yan Shu nodded, but didn't answer because he couldn't answer. When an old man in his twilight years talked about his father, he was the last time he could be a child in his life.

The wheelchair was slowly moving forward, but Old Zhao Xiang suddenly raised his head and said to Yan Shu: "I haven't seen the Empress Dowager for many days, and I don't know what happened to him. When Taizu was in charge, the Empress Dowager liked me so he always brought me some royal pastries."

Zhao Xiang said a lot today, but it was a bit sad because the Empress Dowager had been away for many years without realizing it.

"When you are in better health, I will go to the palace with you to visit her." Yan Shu laughed and said, "If you see the Empress Dowager in this way, she will probably feel that she is already in a state of disgrace."

"Well, this look is not good." Zhao Xiang slowly lowered his hand and his tone also became lowered: "I'm afraid it won't be better."

"Don't worry, you will definitely get better."

Zhao Xiang became silent, and just as they continued to walk forward, they heard a shout from beside him: "I'm so thirteen! Let's have a good time!"

Yan Shu felt that the voice was familiar, and when he turned around, he happened to meet this whirring person.

"Hold……"

Yan Shu cursed inwardly, it turned out that this person was nothing but Zhao Xing, who was secretly running out of the palace, and Zhao Xing, who said he went to Nanchang Prefecture to inspect work.

At this moment, Zhao Xing was wearing a cloth clothes, stepping on a stool with one foot, holding the terrifying cock in his hand. He looked at Yan Shu, and Yan Shu also looked at him. The two of them were silent for a moment.

"I don't want the money." Mr. Zhao pushed the card: "I won't play anymore, you guys can get it yourself."

After saying that, he walked slowly to Yan Shu with his hands behind his back and coughed.

"official……"

"Oh no, no." Zhao Xing glared at him: "I, Zhao Saner."

"Third Master..." Yan Shu pursed his lips and shouted reluctantly, but when he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Xing wandering in front of Zhao Xiang.

"Isn't this Zhao Xiang? I'm better recently?"

Zhao Xiang raised his head and identified the person in front of him. After looking for a while, he couldn't recognize him. Instead, he turned around and looked at Yan Shu like he was asking for help.

"This is the son of the Zhao family." Yan Shu said loudly: "I am the official in the same court as me."

"There are no ones in the court. I remember that there were only a few surnames Zhao at the beginning, but later they all died. Only me and the official surname Zhao were left." Zhao Xiang's face was full of suspicion, and then he said relievedly: "But over the years, it's not surprising that there are more."

Zhao Xing looked at Yan Shu curiously, and Yan Shu pursed his lips and shrugged.

Of course, although Zhao Xing is naughty and willful, he is still a very smart person after all, so he naturally understands what's going on.

I couldn't help but sigh for a moment. The most powerful prime minister of the Song Dynasty has now become like this. The obedient prime minister who once fiddled with the entire court... After all, I can't escape the teasing of time.

"What a pity."

"Yes, my life was so easy when I was the fourth prime minister." Yan Shu smiled bitterly: "Now the burden is on me and Ding Xiang."

"Don't tell me this, I won't take your tricks." Zhao Xing walked beside Yan Shu and whispered: "What are you doing here in Jinling?"

Yan Shu laughed dryly: "Don't some people should be in Nanchang Prefecture?"

Zhao Xing was speechless for a moment, and the two of them were embarrassed at the same time, so the topic was tacitly revealed.

When he returned to the resting place, Yan Shu realized that Zhao Xing was not far away from him, and in just thirty steps, he lived in the garden opposite the door.

Moreover, there were only three guards around him, and the rest were gone.

"Stop looking for it, just bring three."

Leaning under the vines in the yard, Zhao Xing lazily went to the bench and crossed his legs: "There is no one anymore, I'll give me an explanation."

"Zhao Xiang's deadline is approaching, and he is clamoring to return to Luoyang." Yan Shu put his hands on his knees and sighed: "That is the capital of Liao Kingdom. How can I let him go? So I found an excuse to take him out and relax."

"Stay here?"

"I went to see the port in Haizhou and heard that the big ships there were very spectacular. And the old man looked at the sea and might have less depression in his chest."

"Oh...my Zhao Xiang." Zhao Xing couldn't help but sigh: "Then do you still bring your wife and children?"

"Along the way... if Zhao Xiang can't do it, wouldn't he not even see his daughter and grandson for the last time?"

Zhao Xing smiled: "If you want to say that you will not leak out, you will not leak out."

For a moment, Yan Shu couldn't tell whether he was praising him or scolding him, but probably he should have scolded him.

But it doesn’t matter. After all, it’s not a good thing for everyone to compete with each other. There is no need to compete in this regard.

"Where is the official family? Hongzhou is not close to here."

"Go to Haizhou, there is no meaning in the palace. I asked the imperial concubine to go to Chang'an to see the prince, and the queen to go back to Bashu to see her parents. I... go to Haizhou to see the dogs."

Yan Shu had an expression of "It's indeed not as expected" because this is indeed Zhao Xing's style. This guy... is really a very strange boss. If this is a chaotic world, he must be a big foolish monarch, but in this way he has become a benchmark for wise monarchs in this era.

Otherwise, how can we talk about the fortunes of the times? Even a pig can fly into the sky when he stands at the forefront of the storm, let alone an emperor.

"Since you meet, then let's go with you." Zhao Xing shook his feet and said, "When you meet Song Gou, you will say that Zhao Xiang is not good enough. You want to come and see him when you are about to come. As a son-in-law, you are naturally coming. Actually, I am thinking about the king and his subjects. I will finally part and leave. I will eventually send you a trip."

"You're just afraid of being scolded, are you?"

"Who dares to be scolded? He, Song Beiyun, dares to scold me?"

Zhao Xing was so guilty that he was so arrogant that he didn't stubborn anymore. Anyway, he must have been relying on Yan Shu for this journey, and he was worried that he had no reason to do so.

After leaving, because he had to take care of Zhao Xiang's body, he still stopped and stopped. Zhao Xing still went wherever he stopped. What emperors were not emperors, and it was not as pleasant as he was to come from such a prodigal son.

In the daytime, he went to the restaurant to make things difficult for others, and went to the underground casino to lose all his money at night. This is what Zhao Xing likes to do the most.

If he doesn't lose ten or eight trump cards every day, he feels something is wrong. Yan Shu didn't obstruct him. After all, it is actually harmless to an emperor who spends a small amount of ten or eight trump cards every day. At least he has not built a palace and has not convened a national beauty show.

On the seventeenth day, they finally arrived at the territory of Lianyungang. Zhao Xing lifted up his sleeves and forked his waist and looked at the white sails on the harbor in the distance, breathing a sigh of relief: "I'm back!"

Yan Shu stood half a step behind him and asked, "What's wrong with that purple stance you just said?"

"Song Gou made me disgusted. I asked him to go to beauty pageants. Didn't he send Zi Shibu back to Jinling to me?"

"I know this."

"I'll return her to Song Gou!" Zhao Xing spat on the ground: "I ask someone to tell him that Song Beiyun is going to send troops to attack Japan. I have no choice. Go and beg him yourself. She is already in Jinling. She should have arrived before us after all these days."

Yan Shu's expression gradually became ferocious: "Official family...you..."

Not to mention, Zhao Xing said it was really accurate. The Zi Shibushi has indeed arrived now, but because he did not have a Song Dynasty household registration, he was not allowed to enter Lianyungang. He could only live in a small town outside the port, waiting for Song Beiyunxuan to enter every day.

But it has been seven days since she has never waited for news from Song Beiyun. She just watched the port ships coming and going back and forth every day, and in her dreams, she would see her hometown being fucked by the Song dog with cannon fire.

Today, she finally waited for the news about Song Beiyun, so she put on the most luxurious dress and went to meet Song Beiyun as an envoy of Japan.

When the two met, they stared at each other for a long time, and the information between the two sides was checked... Zi Shibu realized that he had been deceived by Zhao Xing, and Song Beiyun also understood that Zhao Xing had stuffed the Japanese woman back to Jinling City in order to revenge him.

"Dog Damn Zhao Xing."

Song Beiyun cursed, his voice loudly.

"Who is going to have me?"

The sound from the door came, and the blue veins on Song Beiyun's forehead suddenly burst out, but the next second they saw Yan Shu and Zhao Xiang in the wheelchair.

After a while, Zhao Xing poked his head out of the door: "I heard that someone wants to spend money on me? I'm here, you spend money on me."

Song Beiyun kept looking at him, indicating that Zi Shibu was still sitting there.

Zi Shibu is at a loss now...

"Ouch..." Zhao Xing was stunned when he saw her, and then quickly recovered, coughed twice and said, "So there are still customers. Isn't this Chang'an Star?"

Zi Shibu gritted her teeth, but she knew that these people could be unscrupulous in joking, but she could not make any mistakes. So she stood up and knelt gently in front of Zhao Xing: "Entertainment, Fujiwara kowtowed to His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Long live His Majesty the Emperor..."
Chapter completed!