Zhao Ji's attitude immediately relaxed. He leaned lazily on the couch, pulled off the tall Dongpo scarf on his head, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, you are the first person since the Song Dynasty.
A commoner who comes to the palace. I am thinking about how to reward you. Tell me, what do you want? Official position? Property? Beauty?"
Wang Lin smiled and said: "When I return to the official residence, the common people want nothing and no reward is needed."
Zhao Ji was surprised and said: "Since you have come to Beijing to take the martial arts test, it means that you have the intention to become an official in the court. You saved me yesterday and you have done a great job in saving me. It is normal for me to reward you with an official position. Why do you
But you want to refuse?”
After a pause, Zhao Ji suddenly smiled again and said: "Brother Lin, you and I are not outsiders anymore, after all..."
Zhao Ji wanted to say that after all, they had slept together on the same bed last night and their relationship was considered close. However, he later felt that it was inappropriate and it would be too disrespectful to the emperor's majesty, so he immediately changed his words: "You don't have to lose face. I am an official of the Song Dynasty. Don't talk about a little person."
For a small official position, I will directly recommend you to the Privy Council, which is just a matter of words!"
Wang Lin didn't think Zhao Ji was bragging. He was an official and had the power.
Besides, there is a problem with the official selection system of the Song Dynasty. People like Cai Jing are desperately trying to sell their positions and get titles. What does it matter if the emperor arranges for one or two people to join the Privy Council?
"When ordinary people take the martial arts examination, they really want to get an official or military position, be able to get into the palace, and serve the country in the future. However, ordinary people do not want to take the shortcut to reach the sky in one step, and still want to rely on what they have learned to get a legitimate promotion!"
As long as Zhao Ji helps him clear the obstacles, Wang Lin has confidence in himself.
Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, looked deeply at Wang Lin and said: "You do have some backbone, little brother, at least a hundred times better than these princes and grandsons in Beijing who are chasing after bad news! Since you think so, I won't force it. Anyway, you can
You have the gold medal bestowed by me. If there is really an emergency, showing the gold medal can save you from danger."
"I hope you can pass the imperial examination in one fell swoop, and I am very optimistic about you. Wang Lin, as long as you can pass the imperial examination and pass the examination, I will appoint you as a disciple of the emperor to contribute to the country and share my worries."
"Thank you, officials."
"I know that you don't have much foundation in Beijing... In this way, I will give you a house, so that you won't have to live in an inn and cause trouble again."
…
Zhao Ji really gave him a house.
It was a partial residence when he was King Duan before he ascended the throne. It is at the intersection of the imperial city and the inner city, not far from Guiyuan Inn, and is also in the prime location of Kaifeng, CBD.
Of course it's not just a house.
There are also a hundred taels of gold, a thousand taels of silver, a bundle of silk brocade, a hundred bottles of royal wine... two maids and two servants each, which are considered incidental rewards.
After all, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty couldn't be too stingy in his actions.
A small Huangmen from the Ministry of Internal Affairs led Wang Lin to receive the emperor's reward. Not far from the imperial study, he met a girl in palace clothes and a group of palace maids and guards blocking the way.
A little loli who is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth.
A pair of big black and clear eyes, soft and full red lips, a pretty and delicate nose, and a pink face that can be pinched to make water. She looks like a peerless beauty who has not yet grown up!
[Zhao Fujin—Life 9, Intelligence 7, Force 3, Reputation 11, Skill: Skillful Hands and Benevolence. 】
Zhao Fujin?
Wang Lin's thoughts flashed through his mind, what a Maode Diji!
Song Huizong's fertility was really strong, and even Wang Lin admired him for this.
Not to mention the prince, there are 35 princesses with names, surnames, and official titles, not including those who were kidnapped by the golden men and born after him.
The fifth daughter, Zhao Fujin, was the most famous among the imperial daughters. Later, she became so beautiful that even Wanyan Zongwang named her.
However, her current title is still Kangfu Diji, and she will not change her title to Maode Diji until this winter.
Xiao Huangmen went to see the gift respectfully.
Zhao Fujin blinked his big watery eyes, ignored the small yellow door, and jumped over lightly: "Hey, are you Wang Lin, the Shandong tiger fighting hero who saved my father?"
The little loli speaks very quickly.
Xiao Huangmen winked at Wang Lin and signaled him to quickly pay his respects to Emperor Kangfu.
Wang Lin raised his hand and said, "Wang Lin, a grassroots citizen, pays homage to Emperor Kangfu!"
Zhao Fujin's eyes showed curiosity, and he circled around Wang Lin twice with his hands folded. He chuckled and said: "Looking at your gentle manner and thin body, how can you beat a tiger and a big insect?"
Wang Lin smiled and said nothing.
Zhao Fujin rolled his eyes, turned around and waved to the eunuch following behind him: "You guys carry it up!"
Four little eunuchs came over huffing and puffing, carrying a stone lock weighing at least one to two hundred kilograms. It seemed that they were ready.
Zhao Fujin poked out his green-white jade arms from the wide sleeves of his palace skirt and said, "Wang Lin, please lift this stone lock to me. If you can really lift it, I will give you a lot of rewards!"
Wang Lin took a deep breath, without any pretense or hesitation, he stepped forward and held the stone lock with one hand, raised it above his head lightly, then paused for a moment, then put it down smoothly.
The exclamations of eunuchs and maids could be heard all around.
"Sure enough, you are born with divine power!"
Zhao Fujin smiled happily, stepped forward and grabbed Wang Lin's sleeves, saying: "Wang Lin, how about you become a bodyguard for me? I will go and tell my father right now!"
Wang Lin smiled and shook his head: "Please forgive me, Emperor Ji. I am a commoner with no official position and no position. How dare I stay in the palace and with Emperor Ji? I'm sorry!"
After saying that, Wang Lin gently broke away from Zhao Fujin's hand, turned around and walked away.
From the bottom of his heart, Wang Lin disliked getting involved with the royal princess. He didn't want to be the prince-in-law whom Lao Shizi looked down on and give up the entire forest for a tree.
But he secretly sighed in his heart, saying that she was also a poor girl. She was first married to Cai Jing's fifth son Xuanhe Dianzhi Cai Ji, but fell into the hands of the Jin during the Jingnan period and became Wanyan Xiyin's concubine.
, suffered all kinds of humiliation, and died at the age of only twenty-six.
The good days of innocence and romance are only a few years away.
"Hey... don't leave!"
Zhao Fujin pouted and the boss stood there unhappy, looking at Wang Lin's elegant back as he hurried away. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly said: "Let's go, follow me to the imperial study room to meet my father!"
…
As expected, Zhao Fujin went to see the official Zhao Ji and wanted to bring Wang Lin into the palace to be her bodyguard. There were so many guards in the palace, and there were also many with strong martial arts skills, so naturally Zhao Ji would not agree to her ridiculous request.
But I can't stand the obsession with my favorite daughter.
Zhao Ji was hugged by Zhao Fujin and shaken until his head was dizzy. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Okay, Kangfu, don't make trouble! I promise you, but don't be anxious now. When Wang Lin passes the martial arts examination and passes the palace examination, I will appoint him as the
As a disciple of the Emperor, if you see what kind of official position you can be given, I will send you to the palace to serve you."
Zhao Fujin was overjoyed: "Father, you are an official of the Song Dynasty, and you can never go back on your words!"
Zhao Ji said solemnly and solemnly: "Of course, I will stick to my word!"
Zhao Fujin ran away happily.
Zhao Ji shook his head helplessly and didn't take it to heart. Kangfu was nothing more than a child's temperament. He was caught on a whim and would be forgotten in a few days.