Master Ma GL

There is an oral order from the prince. "

Ling Rou said: "My lord's word of mouth, don't you know that your lord is injured now? Are you pigs? The princess is going to see the lord, but you still don't let me go." Seeing that it was an emergency, the guards stepped aside, and the princess stepped out of the courtyard. Come to the prince.

I saw that the little prince was already guarding the Eighth Prince, and when he saw the princess coming, he immediately rushed over: "Mother, my father is seriously injured." The princess patted the little prince's head: "Don't be sad, let the mother go and see Look at your father."

The princess walked to the bed and saw that the prince was pale and wrapped like a dumpling, and asked the imperial doctor, "How is the situation?" The imperial doctor replied, "The wound is too large. To the waist, and the incision is very deep, I'm afraid..." The concubine interjected: "Okay, you step back first, and you will live in the palace for the next few days, waiting for orders at any time, Ling Rou, give the doctor Zhao a place." Ling Rou Rou took the order and went.

The concubine twisted the hot water handkerchief and leaned over to wipe the prince's forehead, and stayed by his bedside until two hours later, the prince opened his eyes slightly. Seeing the concubine, he whispered: "You are here."

The princess said: "My lord, wake up, I'll go find the doctor." The lord reached out and grabbed her, "No, don't go." The lord sat down and asked, "Then you need to drink water." The lord shook his head: " I don't need anything, just sit and accompany me, I am very happy that you guard me."

The princess said: "Why didn't the lord ask me how I got out of my yard and came here." The lord said, "You blame me." The princess shook her head: "Don't dare to complain, the lord is always the lord. Yours, everyone in this palace has to listen to you, and I am no exception."

The prince's lips were dark: "You still blame me, blame me for spying on you and imprisoning you, don't you?" The princess stretched out her hand to tuck him in the quilt: "Stop talking, take a good rest, I have to go back too." The prince held her back hand: "You don't want to see me so much, I'm so hurt, you don't care? Who are you pretending to be, I will find out sooner or later...Even if I can't find out, Boer can find out .”

The concubine's face changed: "You have to tell Bai'er, this is your business, why bother to involve the child." The prince smiled and said: "His mother and concubine have someone in their hearts, and they are indifferent to his father. As a child, how can he ignore it? What, Are you afraid of affecting your mother-child relationship?"

The concubine smiled coldly: "It's up to you." After saying that, she got up and left.The prince wanted to catch her, but couldn't catch her, so he collapsed on the bed again.Angrily, she called the servant girl: "Call Bai Er." The servant girl took the order and brought the little prince, and the little prince walked to the side of the bed: "Is the father better? Grandpa Wang is very worried about your injury."

The Eighth Prince smiled slightly: "Bai'er, it was the general surnamed Ma of Zhen Kingdom who hurt me. You must avenge me. You must give me the throne of your grandpa Wang, otherwise don't be my son. There is another The matter, your mother and concubine don't care about the father at all, she has someone in her heart, and the father has been investigating, but he couldn't find any clues, so he had to imprison your mother and concubine in the house and sealed off her yard, so as not to let her do something wrong to your father. After your father and I leave, you continue to block her yard, and you are not allowed to communicate with the outside world with her girl Lingrou. Remember, you must promise to do these three things, otherwise, Even if I'm a ghost, I won't be safe."

The little prince didn't show any expression when he heard this, and just said calmly: "I will remember what my father said, and my father will rest well, and the injury will definitely recover." The prince shook his head and waved him away.

The little prince came out and went to the garden. He saw a bee buzzing and flying on the flower. He took out his little bow and arrow from his waist and shot it. The arrow pierced the bee's body. Stare at the wall.

He is only six years old, but his archery skills are already very good. Although he can't use an adult's bow and arrow, he ordered someone to give him a special small bow and arrow, which is no worse than an adult's bow and arrow.In addition, the accuracy of his archery is unmatched by ordinary people, almost one arrow can kill a small animal.Everyone in the palace said that when the little prince grows up, he must be a good archer.

Within a few days, the Eighth Prince's injury worsened and he passed away.

Let's talk about Da Zhuang's side, although he killed the eighth prince of Zhao Guo, this battle was completely defeated, and the army was even more panicked. In the middle of the night, a few soldiers burned paper money in the barracks to pay homage to Zhao Xueer. After Zhao Xueer, there was an epidemic, and then he was defeated by Zhao Jun.This must be a wrong, a big wrong.This Zhao Xueer is not a temptress, but a saint. Everyone wrongly blamed her, so she blamed us and punished us.At the beginning, this rumor was only spread among a few soldiers who burned paper money, but it spread quickly, and soon, people in the barracks burned paper money every night and kowtowed for a long time. For a while, everyone begged the saint Zhao Xueer to forgive them, bless them, and stop blaming ordinary people like them.

The temptress Zhao Xueer suddenly became the saint in the hearts of millions of soldiers. Every night, countless soldiers burned papers, bowed their heads, and even recited scriptures for her.

Soldiers also raised money together to go to Beijiang River to erect a statue for Zhao Xueer, saying that she is the saint of Beijiang and the goddess who protects Beijiang.If you blaspheme the goddess, you will be punished by the gods, you will get the epidemic, and you will be defeated.The statue was built in a matter of days.Both soldiers and ordinary people in northern Xinjiang came to visit the statue one after another, praying that the goddess Zhao Xueer would bless them from the epidemic, drive away Zhao Jun, and forgive their sins.

Zhao Xueer, the Goddess of Northern Xinjiang, became popular in Zhen Kingdom for a while, and the matter spread to the emperor's ears. The emperor thought of this prostitute, who first hooked up with his general and left 10,000+ brothers to fight, and then cut the court. The general is behind, and these temptresses are the ones who passed down the decree. They were whipped and punished, and they were not even allowed to have tombstones.

Unexpectedly, this temptress turned into a living goddess of Beijiang.This loud slap made the emperor's face hurt.He issued another ten imperial decrees, but he could not change the hearts of the people in northern Xinjiang.

The emperor was furious and felt ashamed, and he didn't want to see the war in northern Xinjiang need a temptress to protect him. Does the kingdom of Zhen with millions of soldiers need a whore and a woman to drive away the Tartars? It's really ridiculous.

The emperor immediately made a decision: the imperial conquest.

If the epidemic is really blamed by the goddess, then can the air of his Ninth Five-Year Lord not be able to suppress the evil spirit of the so-called goddess? Second, he must let the northern Xinjiang soldiers know that it is his surname that can win Zhen's emperor, not the prostitute he said.

Let's say that when Shaowen opened his eyes, he saw a mother-in-law in front of him. Shaowen felt a dry throat and couldn't speak. up.Shaowen looked around, all he could see were walls, and there was a broken table beside him, with some bags of rice, vegetables and the like, like an ordinary farmer's house.He hoarsely said: "Where is this?"

The mother-in-law poured her another bowl of water and fed it to her: "This is my house. I saw you fainted by the roadside, so I dragged you into the house. You have been sleeping for several days, and your body is still alive." Fever." Shaowen really felt dizzy: "What's wrong with me, I just remember running and running on a horse, may I ask mother-in-law, how far is it from Beiying?"

The mother-in-law said: "This is more than 100 miles away from the military camp. If you walk another [-] miles, you can leave Beijiang City." As she said, she touched Shaowen's forehead, and seeing that she was still very hot, she said: " It's all right, although the epidemic is causing everyone panic, but I see it may not be as severe as the rumors, it's just a little fever."

Shaowen was in a daze, and when he heard the word "epidemic", he couldn't help but raise his heart: "I also contracted the epidemic?" The mother-in-law said: "I heard that the epidemic is the goddess Zhao Xueer who punished us laymen. Hey, what a girl, how can I be sick?" They were beaten to death by those soldiers. Goddesses or not, people are dead, so what’s the use of talking so much, even if there are ten or hundreds of statues, it’s just a joke.”

Knowing this, Shaowen couldn't help but burst into tears.The mother-in-law saw her and patted her head: "Don't feel sorry for that girl, little girl, this is far away from the barracks, and those soldiers won't beat you." Gossiping a few more words, covered her with a quilt, and went to The cauldron is here to cook the porridge.

Shaowen lay down, staring at the wall in a daze.

Now that Xueer is dead, she is dead, there is no such person as Zhao Xueer anymore, and in my life, Ma Shaowen, there is no such person as Zhao Xueer anymore.

Due to the fever, he fell into a deep sleep without knowing it.

When he woke up again, he was woken up by his mother-in-law: "Little girl, get up and drink this hot porridge." Shaowen took a sip, which tasted salty, and asked, "Is preserved egg added to this porridge?"

The mother-in-law said: "Yes, it's preserved egg porridge. What's the epidemic? It's just heat and poison attacking the heart. Eat some preserved egg porridge and put it on the fire." Shaowen said: "Mother-in-law is a doctor?" What kind of doctor is my mother-in-law, but she is old enough to know some things. People in the world always regard those books and the words of powerful people as gods. My mother-in-law can't read, and there are no powerful people to come Talk to me, all I can understand is nothing more than the rough things that life has taught me over the past 70 years."

Shaowen drank porridge: "The old woman is a person who lives through life, much better than those who only talk on paper." The old woman smiled and said: "You little girl is really cute, drink porridge quickly, this preserved egg porridge is delicious." It's delicious, within three days, mother-in-law will guarantee that your fever will be gone."

Shaowen hummed, and sipped the hot porridge carefully.

After Shaowen drank preserved egg porridge for two days, his body became much more relaxed, and he could even get out of bed. After drinking preserved egg porridge for another two days, he really regained his energy. At this time, the epidemic caused panic among the people in northern Xinjiang, why such a simple heat poison, those doctors can't cure it."

The mother-in-law sighed: "Although the heat poison is a minor illness, what really killed them was the fear from the bottom of their hearts." Shaowen was a little puzzled: "Fear? Can just fear kill them?"

The mother-in-law said: "They are afraid of death. No matter how much fire medicine they take, they can't get rid of the fire of fear in their hearts. This is the real root of the disease. Little girl, this long-term war has put those northern Xinjiang military camps on the verge of death. The soldiers are not at all popular anymore, and the people in northern Xinjiang are also sleeping with their eyes open, the war is hurting people."

Shaowen raised his forehead and said: "I don't know when this war will start. Now Zhao Guo has also joined in. A small border country has harassed us for five or six years. This Zhao country is not that small border country. .”

The mother-in-law wiped her tears with her sleeves: "I just feel sorry for my two children, who passed away at a young age."

Shaowen patted her mother-in-law on the back, comforted her, and asked carefully, only to find out that her mother-in-law had two sons, both of whom were married. Because of the war, both sons died in battle three years ago. They all left too.Only the 70-year-old mother-in-law was left guarding the hut.

Shaowen saw that his package was put aside, which was packed by Xueer for her, found the money from it, and gave more than half of it to her mother-in-law: "Mother-in-law, you should keep the flowers."

The mother-in-law refused: "Money is useless to me as an old woman. I am old, my legs and feet are inconvenient, and I don't go to the market. Every month, the county government will send me a bag of rice. Sometimes I will also bring some vegetable seeds and the like, as a subsidy for the martyrs of my two sons, I, I, just guard the small piece of land in front of the house to grow vegetables, and the little girl should keep these money for herself."

Seeing this, Shaowen had no choice but to say: "It's nothing, I'll buy some cloth and food for my mother-in-law when I go to the episode tomorrow." The mother-in-law seemed indifferent, and the two chatted casually. Talk to my old lady."

Shaowen said: "I also like talking to my mother-in-law." The two chatted harmoniously. The mother-in-law asked about Shaowen's past, and Shaowen sighed: "My wife is dead. There is no more love in this world." I'm mine now. My mother-in-law thinks I'm a freak too."

The mother-in-law paused for a while, then thought carefully and said: "It is true that a boy is not as caring as a girl. In this world, as long as two people really love each other and trust each other to live this life, there will be no regrets. It doesn't matter if it is a boy or a girl." It's tight, you and that girl are in love, which is already better than many people, you have to know, how difficult it is to find someone who trusts and loves each other in this world?"

Shaowen smiled: "Mother-in-law is the first person who agrees with us, even if it is a close relative, I know that although they don't say anything, their eyes and mouth corners are full of contempt. It's a pity that she died, the person I hope to die it's me."

The mother-in-law attached Shaowen's hand: "Son, do you want to die?"

Shaowen nodded: "I am a disaster star, I have always been." The mother-in-law patted her head: "Silly boy, do you regret it?"

Shaowen said, "What do you regret?" The mother-in-law said, "Come to this world?"

Shaowen thought of Xueer's voice and smile, and a smile appeared on his face for a moment: "Not at all, mother-in-law."

The mother-in-law smiled: "That's it, child, as long as you remember her, she will live. In your heart, no one can take her away, not even God."

After hearing this, Shaowen was stunned for a while, put his hand on his heart, and savored her mother-in-law's words carefully.

The next day, Shaowen came back on horseback to buy some things for his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law stopped her: "Come back soon, son, there is chaos everywhere in northern Xinjiang, there are refugees and refugees everywhere, don't wear this girl's clothes , I’ll change my son’s clothes for you, and dress him up as a boy before we go on the road. The mother-in-law should feel more at ease.”

Shaowen felt that what her mother-in-law said was reasonable. Sitting by the bed and waiting for her mother-in-law to change his clothes, he couldn't help but burst into tears. Except for Miss Yi, Xueer, and junior sister, no one in this world made clothes for him anymore. Now There was a mother-in-law who sewed clothes for herself.

Not long after, Shaowen put on the men's clothing that his mother-in-law had changed for him, tied up his hair, and couldn't help but turn back into the handsome and handsome young man he was back then.I went to the market to buy a lot of clothes and rice for my mother-in-law.After staying with her mother-in-law for another night, she rushed to the gate of Beijiang City, and she was going out of the city.

After leaving the city gate, it is the capital city of Lincheng in northern Xinjiang, but the problem is that the gate of the capital city is blocked.And Beijiang City is only allowed to leave and not to enter again.So tens of thousands of people were trapped in the passing road between Beijiang City and the capital.

The reason is that in order to prevent the spread of the epidemic in northern Xinjiang, the capital city had to be blocked.It is equivalent to isolating the northern border city.It is the emperor who gave this order.

And the emperor also arrived at the northern border battlefield three days ago.

The emperor's personal conquest is already in emergency preparations, and Da Zhuang knows the significance of the emperor's personal conquest. No matter how many soldiers sacrifice, he must win the battle, and the king's prestige must not be lost.

The next day, Da Zhuang protected the emperor and led an army of 50 to press towards Zhao Jun step by step.

Zhao Jun faced so many enemy soldiers at once, so he had to attack with arrows and throw flints.

Da Zhuang blocked the flying arrows for the emperor in two or three strokes, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, charge for me."

Unexpectedly, with a sound, a small arrow suddenly stuck in the emperor's heart, Da Zhuang was shocked and turned pale: "Guard, escort." No one knows where the little arrow came from.Da Zhuang stood on his horse and looked into the distance, as if he saw a child standing on Zhao Jun's chariot.He could never have imagined that this little arrow was shot by a kid over six years old, with the center of the arrow.

If it is shot at Da Zhuang, with Da Zhuang's many years of combat experience, he must be able to sense this unusual airflow, and he will be able to knock down the hidden arrow with a knife.

But how could the emperor, who had been imprisoned for many years, have this kind of awareness, he was hit by this arrow, only felt a pain in his heart, and then realized that there was an arrow in his heart.

His face turned pale, and he died instantly.Da Zhuang was scared out of his wits.Gently stretching out his hand to check the king's breath, he was so frightened that he fainted.

The emperor's personal conquest led to his death, but the general who escorted him was alive and well. When the incident was reported to the court, Princess Jin'er was furious and issued an order to behead the parallel import general. Da Zhuang was beheaded in a blink of an eye.

Let's talk about Shaowen's side, although there are tens of thousands of ordinary people blocked between the northern border city and the capital, but the people of the imperial court are also responsible for supplying rice and grain every day.

Newcomers had to register their names with the county sheriff in charge. When Shaowen passed by, there was still a long queue in front of him.

When approaching Shaowen, I saw an old man leading a nine-year-old granddaughter in front of him and said: "I don't know how to read, I can't write."

The clerk in charge of registration said: "It's easy to say, you give me [-] Wen, no, add your granddaughter, two [-] Wen, I will write your names, and then you can press your fingerprints."

The old man wondered: "Boy's parents are dead. Me and Way came from northern Xinjiang to escape. We don't have any money on us. Please do me a favor and write two names for our grandparents. The neckline is mushy. Come on, I beg you, sir." The Yacha said with a smile: "You are the only one who is pitiful. Anyone who pulls out these thousands of refugees can say a lot of sad things. The sixty cash is a poll tax. You know, sir. I still gave you a discount, if other masters come, it will be a hundred coins."

Shaowen couldn't see it anymore, so he came to the front and said, "Grandpa, let me write for you. I don't know your names."

The Yacha said with a smile: "Hey, where is this hero who came to fight against your grandfather and me, looking for death?"

Shaowen said: "The rule is to write down your name, and you can get a ration with a fingerprint. I will write two words for the grandson, poor man, this is not a bad rule."

The Yacha looked her up and down, and said with a smile: "Your right hand fingers, most likely because you like to meddle in other people's business, you should be cut off by others, why, you haven't learned the lesson, think I'll cut off your left hand too."

The old man hurriedly grabbed Shaowen and said: "Little brother, don't get angry with the poor man." Then he turned his head and begged the poor man, saying that he really had no money, so he had to give the poor man the torn thick coat he was wearing He waved his hand and said: "Okay, you, the one with five fingers, write his name, and quickly draw a roll."

Shaowen went to pick up the brush with his left hand, and after asking the names of his grandparents and grandson, he wrote stroke by stroke on the register, then wrote his own name, and pressed a fingerprint.Seeing her neat and handsome handwriting, the poor master couldn't help but feel a little more admiration: "Brother, I didn't expect that although you are disabled, you can write well."

A middle-aged poor man sitting on the side listened, looked at Shaowen a few times, and couldn't help but said curiously: "Bring it here and show me." The young poor man handed it to him: "Brother, look, does it look like a book in a book?" came out."

The middle-aged poor man looked at it carefully: "I can read the words she wrote clearly. It's not like you, who usually write ghostly symbols. Every time the rice and grains shipped from the capital are recorded in a mess by you." .” Because he asked Shaowen, “Have you ever studied?”

Shaowen didn't know how they liked and disliked scholars, so he could only say: "I can read a few words a little bit."

The middle-aged poor man smiled and said: "It's just right, sir, I hate those people who are stupefied in reading and reading. It seems that there is nothing in the world that they don't know. Damn, you write this word so well." , I don’t have the arrogance of nerds, I like you like this, I will leave the registration of rice grains to you, every three days, someone from the capital will deliver rice grains, you will be responsible for collecting and registering, and distribute it to After these refugees, they also need to be fully registered. You will know these things."

Shaowen thought of the picture of Xueer teaching herself to register the number of crops in the study, and felt like being hit by a hammer for a while, and then thought of what her mother-in-law said, as long as you remember, she will always live in your heart, and the pain in your heart is slow Slowly turned into a trace of sweetness flowing out, warm, Shaowen took a deep breath, saw that the sky was cloudless, and said to the poor man: "Don't worry, the poor man, I will definitely handle the things you told me."

Since then, Shaowen has been in charge of all the paperwork. Every three days, rice and grain are collected, food is distributed to refugees every day, and every ration of tens of thousands of refugees has to be recorded by Shaowen. The court prevents people from being harsh Refugees, who caused violence, asked the responsible messenger to keep strict records every day, and officials would come to check from time to time.

On this day, Shaowen was so busy that he had a sore back and a sore back. He squatted down. Not far away, refugees were sleeping on the ground in groups of three and four, while a big pot beside him was cooking hot porridge for tomorrow.

Shaowen put down his pen and notebook, and raised his hand to slap his shoulders. For a moment, he thought of Xueer. When he went to the study to make trouble with her from time to time, he would slap her shoulders and talk to her. She was always busy every day. Sometimes I have to stay up late, and she is responsible for all the daily labor matters of more than 2000 and nearly [-] agricultural workers, but I don’t care about these hard work at all, and I feel that she is not sticky enough for me after getting married, and she is not as kind as before. .Even he often pestered her to make trouble at night, but she never complained about the hard work, and she was reluctant to blame herself.

Shaowen gestured for Xue'er's name with his finger on the grass.A few pale stars hung in the sky.

The next day, Shaowen was woken up by the yamen, and he started another day of busy work. He ordered a person's name, went up to get the porridge alone, and Shaowen drew a stroke after the name.The man came over and took a fingerprint.

Another day passed, it was night, everyone drank porridge, chatted in small groups, Shaowen went to the cauldron to have a look, and told the cook in charge: "Keep an eye on the fire, don't overcook it." The cook nodded and said yes , and asked her if she wanted another bowl after a busy day.

Shaowen waved his hand: "No need, I'm not hungry."

I only heard a man on the side say to a few performers: "You just sing a song, the drums, gongs, wipe them with a cloth every day, and I haven't seen you use them. You don't know how to use them at all, right?" "The man with the drum said: "Huh, if you want to hear us sing, give me money, if you don't have money, I won't let you watch for nothing."

A group of people were noisy there again, Shaowen stared at it for a while, then walked around again.

The days are like running water, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye. On that day, Shaowen went to collect the rice grain delivery trucks from the capital as usual.Only the uncle who pushed the cart said: "The gate of this city will be opened soon. After a few days, the transportation may stop." Shaowen asked curiously: "What happened?"

The uncle said: "You are sealed off in this wilderness, you don't know, but now the outside world has changed, and the empress ascended the throne, the northern border will soon be lifted."

Shaowen asked: "Empress? But that baby who is only five years old?" The uncle smiled and said: "No, the emperor has been dead for half a year, and the court is in chaos. After half a year, Wang Shilang finally suppressed everyone's opinions. Supporting our five-year-old empress to ascend the throne is really a good story, I didn't expect that I can see this when I live to this age."

Shaowen thought for a moment, and then heard the uncle say: "Don't think that she is just a five-year-old girl. As soon as she ascends the throne, she will pardon the world, and vow to let the people live a stable life, no more wars, no more killings. A few days ago, I also met Zhao Bai, the little prince of Zhao, and signed an armistice agreement together."

Shaowen said: "A contract? A truce?"

The uncle smiled even more happily, and his face was full of a smile of appreciation and happiness: "The little prince is the seven-year-old arrow boy of Zhao Guo, who shot and killed our former emperor, and now he came to our country specially to show his sincerity. The armistice agreement was signed, and we are now on our way back.”

Shaowen asked again: "The truce, how did King Zhao agree?"

The uncle said: "King Zhao is sick. He is over 70. He is old and useless. He has seven sons and ten grandchildren. I heard that there is a big fight over the throne. King Zhao Seeing the cold heart, cursing, and fighting hard, he turned out to be fighting for these wolf cubs. In a fit of anger, he declared a truce, and even named the little prince Zhao Bai as the next heir to the throne. No, come here to represent his king Has grandpa come to sign the agreement yet?"

Shaowen said: "King Zhao chose his seven-year-old grandson to take over the throne?"

The uncle said: "You don't know, since King Zhao got sick, only this little grandson has been serving soup and medicine every day. This little prince is different from other princes, and he doesn't form gangs at ordinary times. Whenever he has time, he either practices arrows at home or goes to the street. Going to inspect the people, even though he is only seven years old, he is really different, Zhao Wang loves him for his utilitarian and deep love for the people."

After hearing this, Shaowen couldn't recover for a long time.

Unexpectedly, it was the junior sister's child, Jin'er, who finally stabilized the Three Kingdoms.

It is said that Zhou Jin'er went to the court this week, and after ordering the lifting of the ban in Northern Xinjiang, he went down to the court.

Back in the dormitory, Ma Zhen came up to meet her, and kneaded her little hands: "Thank you." The empress Jin'er took a sip of tea: "Ah Zhen, you are right, ordinary people are like us, you stay with me, we Be with you, and the common people too, I hope that relatives will be by my side and be together for the rest of my life, there should be no war, we should stop it."

Let’s talk about the little prince’s side, after leaving Zhencheng, he went all the way back to Zhao country, passing through Nancheng, the little prince asked Zhao Kuo, the guard beside him: “Do you know that there is a Majiazhuang in Nancheng?”

Zhao Kuo said: "This slave doesn't know, what orders does the prince have?"

The little prince said: "You help me find it, buy it, and I will give you this manor." Zhao Kuo, the guard, didn't know what the little prince meant, so he said: "Go down and look for it, and I will buy it for the prince."

The little prince said: "Very well, it's time for you to live there." Then he told him to do it immediately.

On Shaowen’s side, the news of the lifting of the ban in northern Xinjiang spread among the refugees all of a sudden, and everyone danced happily. There are too many refugees in northern Xinjiang, and many people’s identities are unclear. The household registration is all included in the northern Xinjiang household registration.

Soon, according to the refugee registration book, after a day's rush, the Northern Xinjiang Registration Department sent officials to distribute the deeds. Since the empress ascended the throne and amnesty the world, Shaowen's prison record was also cleared, and she could go home.

Everyone got a new body certificate, all smiling, this is the beginning of a new life, the crowd of refugees shouted: "Long live the empress..."

There was a huge response, tens of thousands of people at once, and the voice was like thunder: "Long live the empress, long live the empress..."

Shaowen took a deep breath and looked towards the sky, junior sister, have you seen it, your daughter Jin'er, how amazing, have you seen it.

It was night, the wine was delivered from nowhere, everyone was very lively, drinking and drinking, chatting and laughing, many of them said that they have been together for half a year, and tomorrow they will go their separate ways. I can't help but burst into tears .

Not long after, there was the sound of drums and gongs.

Shaowen looked over and saw the performers, and the man with the drum shouted: "I don't want money today, we'll play a song for everyone."

The crowd shouted for a while: "It's time to sing, don't hurry up."

The performers sat down for a while, and the bronze drum started to play.

A song "Love Jiangshan More Love Beauty" came slowly.

The world of mortals gives up love

I can't finish complaining about human grievances

Generations are fate

keep the same blood

drinking the same water

This road is long and long

Red flowers with green leaves of course

Who will accompany me in this life

back and forth

Past scenes resurface

Although the lotus root is broken, the thread is still connected

Sighing the changes in the world

love country more love beauty

Which hero would rather be alone

Haojilang is full of courage

Ambitious and proud, famous all over the world

life is short

Don't get drunk

east side my beauty

West Yellow River

come have a drink

Don't get drunk

worry, don't worry

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Shaowen was drinking, and smiled for a moment.

The next day when the ban was lifted in Beijiang, Shaowen went back to Beijiang and went to the Beijiang River. He saw a lot of flowers and offerings in front of the statue of Xueer. Obviously, the people in Beijiang had worshiped her as a goddess of Beijiang. Shaowen Touching her statue, caressing her hand, the stone tablet is cold, Shaowen said softly: "Xue'er, I'm here to see you."

Shaowen stood guard in front of the sculpture for a day.

The next day, I went to the laundry, dug up Miss Yi's ashes, wrapped them in my arms, and went to visit Meisao and Ximen. When they saw her, they were very affectionate. They prepared a banquet and ate, drank and chatted together. During the banquet, Ximen said: "Not long ago, that fairy came to you. I said you went to the barracks, but she said that no one from you was found in the barracks. But I don't know your whereabouts, so she left. "

Shaowen stopped his chopsticks: "Fairy? Has she been here before?"

Ximen caught a piece of meat: "No, if it wasn't for her, I really didn't know that Shaowen had such a background. She couldn't get any news about you, so she left very disappointed."

Shaowen thought that it was Xueer who came to see her at the beginning, but he didn't expect someone else, so he couldn't help being even more puzzled: "Brother Ximen, do you know who she is?"

Ximen shook his head: "I really don't know about it, but based on my experience, that maid's martial arts skills are so high, her master is definitely not an ordinary person, sister Shaowen really doesn't know who she is, but she knows you very well look."

Shaowen thought for a while, but he still didn't know who it was, so he didn't mention it. The next day, Ximen and Meisao sent Shaowen away.

Set foot on the road back to Majiazhuang.

Shaowen approached the gate of the northern border, and bought some food and vegetables to give to his mother-in-law. After chatting with her mother-in-law, he left the northern border and headed all the way to the southern city.

He rode a horse along the way, and he returned very quickly. Ten days later, he entered Nancheng, and after another day of driving, he returned to Nanzhen.

Shaowen led the horse, tightened the burden on his shoulders, went to a small restaurant to order a dish, paid ten yuan after eating, came out, and was about to get on the horse and go on the road, when he saw a woman in the cloth shop beside her. It was a little familiar, so after watching it carefully for a while, the woman probably felt the stare, looked over, looked at each other, and Shaowen suddenly remembered: "Xian Piaopiao, the oiran of Zhencheng."

Xian Piaopiao also recognized her: "Master Ma, what a coincidence."

Shaowen went up and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I wanted to be so acquainted, but I didn't expect to be an acquaintance. It's been a long time." Xian Piaopiao saw her busy, and asked, "Where did you come from? You look so embarrassed." Shaowen then talked to her in detail, and after chatting for a while, Xian Piaopiao also told her that now he is teaching vocal music at Shanquan Academy, and now that the Empress is enthroned, a lot has changed, and women can go into business , you can go to school, you can also teach, and you can even be an official like the dynasty.

The two talked about Shanquan Academy for a while, and Shaowen learned that the dean of Shanquan Academy had passed away. Now Shanquan Academy is managed by the county magistrate, and Shaowen knew that it was the county magistrate ordered by Jiner. The five years we spent together seemed like a lifetime away.

Xian Piaopiao invited her to go up the mountain to have a look, and Shaowen also wanted to visit the old place, so he went up the mountain with her.

I went to worship at the grave of my junior sister, and kowtowed to Dean Zhou a few times.

After staying for three days, he went down the mountain and returned to Majiazhuang.

A few days later, when she came to Majiazhuang, she led the horse and passed by the market, but saw her third uncle setting up a stall in a small corner, selling some calligraphy and paintings.

Shaowen came forward with tears in his eyes: "Third uncle." Her third uncle was blind, but when he heard Shaowen's voice, he was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief, "Who are you?"

Shaowen said: "Third Uncle, it's me." Third Uncle stood up excitedly, trembling: "Shaowen, it's Shaowen..."

Shaowen hugged him up: "Third Uncle, it's me, Shaowen is back."

The two hugged each other and cried in the street.

After a long time, Shaowen helped the third uncle put away the calligraphy and painting booth, and the hand was held by the third uncle. The third uncle said: "Have you eaten? I will take you to a restaurant to eat." Shaowen said: "That's fine."

The two went to the restaurant to have a meal together, the third uncle held Shaowen's hand tightly and never let go, and led her home all the time, with a smile that could not be restrained from appearing in the corners of his eyes and brows.

The two chatted a lot, and Shaowen learned that Xiaohan took the 100 million taels of bank notes and ran away, but he had a conscience, and paid 100 taels of medicinal materials to the doctor to keep delivering medicines to the third uncle. , the third uncle's illness gradually improved, and he left another [-] taels of silver for the third uncle. After the third uncle recovered from his illness, in order to pay the rent and make a living, he went to the corner of the street to set up a small stall, wrote letters to people, and sold calligraphy and paintings. some type of.Simply because he wrote a lot in the past, the third uncle can write very well even if he is blind.

Shaowen told the third uncle that she brought Miss Yi's ashes back, and the third uncle said: "I will take you to see your uncle, second uncle, your mother tomorrow, we