"Brother Zhang, have you had dinner? Why don't we go to Tiexue Tower in front and have a couple of drinks later?"
After leaving Fanlou and walking to the street, Wang Zhi walked forward in two or three steps, put his arms around the shoulders of the leader of the soldiers, and greeted him affectionately.
"Although I haven't eaten, I can't accept the second son's love today."
The leader of the soldiers shook his head and said helplessly: "We can't invite the second young master to the shop for tea. I saw the man who was beaten. Isn't he the son of the Prime Minister of Dongfu?"
"If it were anyone else, I would take the second young master to our shop for a cup of tea and then go there. But the son of the prime minister's family was beaten by you. How can the second young master not go to the prison for a while?"
The shop mentioned by the soldier leader is the "Military Patrol Shop" responsible for public security and fire protection in Bianjing City. The Military Patrol Shop is under the Inspection Department of the Forbidden Army. Bianjing City is divided into several public security areas by the Inspection Department, and each area has a full-time security guard. The organization was called "Xiangong Office", which was similar to the police station in later generations.
There is also a "military patrol shop" under this official office, which is a grassroots security organization. There is an army patrol shop every 200 steps on average in Bianjing City. There are more than 300 shops in total. Each shop has a security guard and a military soldier. Four or five people are called "Fangyu patrol officers".
The military patrol shop has a wide range of responsibilities. It not only prevents fire and theft, but also regulates traffic, cleans ditches, sweeps the road, handles fights, gangs, etc. It is responsible for hunting down thieves and fugitives, and escorting them to the prison, and at night. Sit down in a secluded place and monitor important places or locations such as government offices and shops.
The leader of the soldiers was named Zhang Cheng, and he was the military patrol guard stationed around Fan Tower. Therefore, Wang Zhicai had just beaten someone in Fan Tower, and Ma Zai led them into the building.
Wang Zhi patted him on the shoulder and said nothing. It was not that he had no choice but to worry about disturbing Brother Zhang.
He is not very familiar with this Brother Zhang, but he will naturally become familiar with him after dealing with him more. He knows not only a hundred but also dozens of 'brothers' from the Inspection Department in Bianjing City.
It doesn't matter if you go to the prison and sit there for a while, not once or twice, it doesn't matter.
"Well, you three go back. I'll accompany Brother Zhang to the prison for some tea."
Wang Zhi turned around and waved his hand, saying to Chen and Yi who were following behind.
As for Wang Fu, I don’t know where he went at this time. In short, he can’t be seen after leaving Fan Tower.
The three of them were not willing to leave Wang Zhi to go to the prison to eat the official meal, and wait for others to go home and sleep. They unanimously requested to share the responsibility for any difficulties, so Wang Zhi stopped talking and let them follow.
Not long after, a group of more than ten people arrived at the Fusi Prison. Zhang Cheng invited four people in. All the jailers they met along the way greeted Wang Zhi warmly. It was dumbfounded to see.
Are you here to go to jail, or are you here to go shopping?
After hearing the news, another prison guard came, that is, the warden of the Fusi Prison. After chatting with Wang Zhi, he personally opened a high-quality private cell for Wang Zhi and made a pot for Wang Zhi and the four of them. Good tea, then bowed and retreated.
you…
Chen and Yi didn't know what to say. You said you came to the prison to have tea. We thought you were trying to make us feel better. Are you really here to have tea?
"Brother, please bring me the playing cards I left here last time."
Wang Zhi called to the jailer at the door, and the jailer left in response, and soon brought a stack of cardboard over.
Wang Zhi thanked him, took the playing cards with unique characteristics of the Northern Song Dynasty, and started shuffling them.
The three of them were a little surprised by this appearance. They were told by Wang Zhi that they also knew this new way of playing, so they immediately arrested them one by one.
"Is Guanying a relative of yours?" Chen Yuyi asked while touching the cards.
"No." Wang Zhi answered simply.
"Is that because you have an old relationship with your father?"
"No."
"Is that because I covet your body?"
In the Song Dynasty, there were quite a few high-ranking officials with such "cut sleeves", and there were even men who openly worked as prostitutes and gathered in Fengyue workshops to solicit business. It was even more prosperous in this dynasty, so much so that the court had to legislate for arrest: "Men who are prostitutes will be punished with a hundred sticks, and those who accuse will be rewarded with fifty guan."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wang Zhi rolled his eyes at him before explaining helplessly: "I have a cousin who is the boss of this camp."
Only then did Chen Yuyi and the others suddenly look like they were there.
"Three belts and one."
"bomb!"
"No, pass..."
The four of them had a great time fighting in this cell by the dim light of the oil lamp.
I don't know how much time passed like this, but the sound of creaking iron chains colliding was heard, and the cell door was opened from the outside.
The four of them looked toward the cell door and saw two guards with knives walking in, one standing on the left and the other on the right, and then a young man with noble temperament in rich clothes walked in.
There were two people following behind the man. Through the dim light, he could barely make out that one was Guan Ying who had just opened the cell door for the four of them. The other person was actually Wang Fu, whom he had never seen before leaving Fan Tower.
Wang Zhi saw the look of surprise on the young man's face, stood up and said, "Cousin, why did you come so quickly today?"
The young man sneered and said, "What? I came a step earlier, aren't you happy?"
"That's not the case. I don't want to spend the night here. It's just that you don't usually have such speed. Are you just playing nearby?"
The young man sighed and said: "Oh, how can I feel like this now? Let's talk about it later."
Then he looked at Chen and Yi and said, "My cousin hasn't introduced these three talents to my brother yet?"
While he was talking, the jailer opened the cell door. Wang Zhi led the three people out of the cell and introduced Chen Xiucai to the young man: "This is Neishe Chen Yuyi. Cousin, have you heard of the song "Mo Mei"? That is This brother of mine did it.”
The young man was a little surprised when he heard this. He thought that his dandy cousin's friends were all unlearned and unskilled people. Just now he was just being polite, but he didn't expect that he was actually a knowledgeable person. He raised his hand and complimented: "Is Brother Chen the one who wrote the phrase 'If you are satisfied without asking for color, the predecessor is Xiangma Jiufanggao'? How could I not know this poem? Even my father praised it full of praise and even loved it."
Chen Yuyi hurriedly raised his hands and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare, it's just random writing, and I don't deserve everyone's name."
Then Wang Zhi introduced Fatty Xu and said, "This is Xu Shuwei from Neishe. Although he is a little fat, he is quite accomplished in medicine."
The young man complimented him in the same way, and Fatty Xu returned the favor with a blushing face. He had no knowledge of medicine. He had not even read a few medical books, so he only learned some methods of dealing with typhoid fever from You Fanglang.
"This is Qin Jiuzhao, the son of Secretary Qin Ji, also known as Qin Abacus. He is very good at counting. I have never seen a math problem that he can't solve." Wang Zhi introduced Qin Abacus again.
The two of them also bowed their hands in greeting.
The young man really felt that he had underestimated his cousin. Take a look at these three people. Some are proficient in poetry, some are proficient in medicine, and some are proficient in mathematics. They don't just fight and make trouble all day long. There are still some He had something on him, otherwise how could these talented people be willing to get close to him.
Of course, he didn't know why these three 'virtuous men' would be close to a dandy. He just felt that his cousin had grown up and became sensible, and he also knew that his close virtuous men were far from being a villain.
"This is my cousin's brother. His surname is Zhao Minghuan. Uh... he doesn't have any special talents."
Wang Zhi said, patting his chest and saying, "The only person I can talk to is my cousin who is both civil and military."
The three of them all knew what kind of character Wang Erlang was, so they just smiled and without thinking much, they greeted the young man, Zhao Huan.
"Okay, since my cousin is here to get us, don't stay in this prison anymore. Let's go, I'll treat you to a supper."
Wang Zhi said and hugged everyone and walked out. After leaving the prison door, Zhao Huan said absentmindedly: "You can go ahead. I have some matters in my house and I can't accompany you. Please forgive me, three brothers." "
Hearing this, Chen and Yi all said they had something to do and would meet again another day. They had just had a big dinner at Fan Lou not long ago. They still had the appetite to eat. Knowing that Wang Zhi wanted to have a late-night snack, he just introduced his cousin to them. After getting close to each other, now that his cousin was gone, the three of them had some late-night snacks, so they just treated each other politely, said goodbye to Wang Zhi and Zhao Huan, and left together.
The three of them were in a daze after leaving the mansion. Qin Abacus smiled and said: "Now we have also been in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion, but we didn't expect that Aba, my cousin, is so powerful that he can get everything from the prison of Kaifeng Mansion. Fish for it.”
Fatty Xu also agreed: "That's right, that's right. No wonder Aba acts so boldly on weekdays. Even the prime minister's son can hit him without fail. It turns out there is a cousin who is a high-ranking official covering his back. It's just that This Zhao Huan is too young. I don’t think he is much older than A Ba. I don’t know how he managed to become such a big official at this age. He is really amazing..."
"What did you say!"
Before Fatty Xu could finish speaking, Chen Xiucai grabbed his arm and looked at him in shock.
"I said his cousin is so awesome..."
Fatty Xu looked at Chen Xiucai in such a state of bewilderment, wondering why this guy was crazy.
"That's not the case. What did you say his cousin's name was?"
"Zhao Huan, haven't you heard Wang Zhijie..."
Fatty Xu's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and finally lost his voice completely. The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw a look of disbelief in each other's eyes.
It was already Haishi, and the lights on the street were scattered, illuminating the three people's slender figures. The three of them walked quietly like this, no one made a sound, and they all seemed to be thinking about something with their heads down.
"He said that his father... also praised my poetry?"
In the end, Chen Xiucai couldn't hold it back and spoke to break the silence.
"Well, yes, he said that."
Qin Abacus confirmed his words, and then was speechless for a while.
"Oh, why didn't you chat more? I don't know if I can see you next time."
Fatty Xu beat his chest and stamped his feet, and the other two people felt the same way.
That was Zhao Huan, the current Crown Prince, the only legal heir of the Song Dynasty, who would ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor in the future. They just passed by the future emperor without saying a few words. How could they? Can it not be heartbreaking?
