Records of the King of Xin'an County

In the biting cold wind, a group of men of different ages knelt and shivered in the snow.The older ones are already graying at the temples, while the younger ones are just teenagers.Even though they were all born strong and strong, half of their clothes were stripped, and their bodies were tied with thorns and kneeling on the ground, their faces turned pale after a short while.Not to mention how many people's backs were beaten to pieces, and even the blood gushing out was frozen solid.

Li Shiliulang looked blankly at the two cousins ​​who were tottering in front of him, and he still couldn't figure out why his grandfather was so furious.He had just returned from the Daming Palace, and everyone hurriedly came to welcome him from the Martial Arts Field. In a blink of an eye, he kicked out several fathers, uncles and his grandpa, and ordered everyone to be tied up.

"Father, calm down. If the juniors have done something wrong, please show me!" the eldest son finally asked.As soon as he finished speaking, the two playboys who had been staying in the capital began to howl like ghosts and wolves.They are used to being pampered and pampered, how can they bear this kind of suffering?I can't wait to get a serious illness as soon as possible, so as to avoid the inexplicable wrath of my grandfather.

"Things that don't grow!!" The king of Yong'an flicked the horsewhip in his hand, and lashed the two useless grandsons, causing them to fall to the ground and roll around in pain.Immediately, a steward took them to a corner, so as not to hinder His Royal Highness the county king.At the same time, the horsewhip fell on the children and grandchildren again, and once again it made their backs bloom.

"What did you do wrong? Do you still use the old man to say it directly?! Think the old man is already dizzy and can't see the plan in your heart?!" The old county king shouted angrily, "The old man thought it was strange before. Going out to suppress horse thieves, you can’t get rid of them! Throwing hundreds of heads to the old man, you think you can make a deal?! Hey, now that you think about it, since you can do the collusion and rebellion, kill the good and pretend to be meritorious It shouldn’t be a problem!!”

Hearing his angry reprimand, Shizi was taken aback for a moment, and turned to look at the two younger brothers and nephew who were bleeding from the pump behind him.He couldn't believe it, but the old father's words must not be wrong-whether it is killing a good person or colluding with treason, it is enough to put the whole family in a desperate situation! !

"What is the father talking about? Has the son ever done something like 'collusion and treason' or 'killing the good and taking meritorious service'?! Could it be that the father thought of his son after hearing other people's slander outside?! The son is really wronged!! All these years , Suppressing horse thieves in the wind and sand, even if there is no credit, there is hard work!! If the horse thieves are so easy to destroy, why not let the brothers go!! Who wants to go into this muddy water again?!"

"If father believes in the slander of villains, he will fall into their tricks! Our Yong'an County Prince's Mansion has been in Shazhou for many years, and I think it has made many people think about it! We are planning how to separate our father and son brothers!! Father Don't let your loved ones hurt your enemies!!"

The two sons pleaded not guilty, and the grandson also took the opportunity to cry and be wronged. King Yong'an sneered again: "Since you think Shazhou is bitter and cold, and you don't want to go outside the Great Wall to eat the wind and sand, then stay in the capital and enjoy yourself! It's just—— "His drooping eyes shot out a cold light, and the evil spirit accumulated for decades spread out in an instant, like an invisible rain of arrows falling, shooting the enemy full of holes: "Don't even think about relying on the old man's help again!" Identity crime!"

As clever as he is, he doesn't need any evidence. He thought clearly of the doubts he had hidden all these years the moment he heard that the subordinates of Hejian County King were a group of horse thieves.He knew his children and grandchildren too well, some were loyal and upright, some were secretly selfish, some were stubborn, some only knew how to play, and some were full of darkness.

Even if he is not in Shazhou at the moment and cannot find out the truth, he can predict what evidence will emerge later.His whole life was bright and upright, the inner house was harmonious, and he enjoyed the family happiness. He must not ruin his fame and the future of his descendants on these children and grandchildren who have already gone astray.As for heartache, resentment, and remorse, as a father, of course, he is no less than ordinary people, but he just has to make a timely decision.

Since he had already done something outrageous, he had to bear the consequences.As for innocent relatives, there is no need to be involved because of them.He is the head of the family and the most authoritative elder. Every move, word and deed is an example for the younger generation to follow.How to cut off these crooked branches is also a teaching that impressed them the most.

Thinking of this, King Yong'an closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Take the knife."

The old steward beside him hesitated for a moment, before he took over the horizontal knife he had worn with him for many years.The children and grandchildren who were kneeling all over the ground were stunned. The elder son was about to speak again, but the two sons who still wanted to argue loudly yelled.The words were nothing more than denial and incitement—up to now, they were still taking chances, thinking that they could get away with it.They didn't even realize what a terrible mistake it was, enough to destroy an entire family.

King Yong'an held the knife, opened his eyes suddenly and stood up, raised the knife and slashed across.After several screams, blood gushed out, staining the entire snowy ground red.All the children and grandchildren were stunned for a moment, and they didn't react for a long time.The two who were still howling in the corner just now were so frightened that they lost their voices.

"Bandage them up. In the afternoon, the old man will escort them to Daming Palace to plead guilty." Prince Yong'an said in a deep voice.It is inevitable to plead guilty, and it is his attitude to personally pick off their tendons, and he cannot teach the sage how to deal with them.He must be a saint by his actions, not to gain fame or get away with crime.

"Father, son, let's go together." The son was silent for a moment, then continued.

The old Yong'an County King held a blood-stained horizontal knife, with silver hair all over his head, and his back was still straight: "That's good. I'm old, I don't know when I will kick my legs. You are already a grandfather. It’s time for you to go through some things. After you return to Shazhou, you will find out the truth of this matter, and then send both of them back to the capital and resettle them as you like.”

After a pause, the old county king glanced back at the other descendants who were in a state of despair: "Go back to keep warm and put on your clothes! You may go back to Shazhou in a few days to gather troops and start a war, so give this old man some energy!! I have been with you for so many years, if fighting a war is not as good as Jing Xing of Yue Wangfu's family, heh..."

Li Shiliulang almost jumped up in a jerk, and looked at his cousin Li Shirang, who had collapsed on the ground with a severed tendon in his eyes, and struggled to break free from the thorns all over his body.He was still a little ignorant, but after hearing his grandfather mention someone, he knew who to ask about it.Even if Li Jing doesn't know, isn't there Li Hui, the king of Xin'an County?That is Zongzheng Shaoqing, and the nephew whom the saint loves, what news do you not know?

At this time, the king of Tianshui County, whom Li Shiliulang was thinking of, had just arrived at "Yiyuan".This is a three-entry small mansion specially prepared by Wang Zixian for Mr. Song and his younger brother He Cheng. In terms of scenery and elegance, it is no worse than Vine Garden.By the way, after Mr. Song's careful testing, after passing three passes and beheading six generals, Yan Balang's cousin Yan Shiwulang was also accepted into the sect, officially becoming Wang Dazhuang's junior junior.

At this moment, Mr. Song is sipping the shochu warmed by Yan Shiwulang himself, and is playing chess with Mr. Zhou Jiyan at a leisurely pace.Mr. Zhou's current state of mind is obviously not suitable for playing chess, and he was defeated in a short time, losing a full six and a half.He hunched over, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened a bit, and he was silent all the time.

Mr. Song has always had the temperament of an old urchin. He used to be envious and jealous of him in all kinds of ways, only thinking that he, a "celebrity", was praised by the Yang family.Now it is a turn of events, he himself has become a "celebrity" praised by everyone, but Mr. Zhou is a "prisoner" who has to hide his name.When we first met yesterday, he couldn't help but feel somewhat complacent, but now, there are only sighs and emotions left in his heart.

Famous scholars who truly pursue their studies will never only study without self-cultivation, let alone self-cultivation.Because of his paranoia, Mr. Zhou has already fallen into a low position, but he, a loner who is optimistic, has harvested satisfactory disciples again and again. It has to be said—time, fate, and luck.

However, Mr. Zhou is not hopeless, after all, there is still a talented and beautiful Du Shilang.If he could think about it a little more, and watch Du Shishilang revive his family, or live a carefree life, what regrets would he have in this life?Of course, the premise is that he really doesn't dig into the horns anymore.

When Yan Shiwulang brought the enthusiastic Li Jing over, and the two of them were sitting next to them, planning to watch chess, Mr. Song suddenly lost his interest: "Come on, let Mr. Zhou rest, I don't want to bother him anymore Yes. Fifteen Lang, go to read your book, don’t you want to be the top student? Read through your senior brother’s book several times, and wait for him to ask you next time. Don’t fail to answer the question. By the way, I’ll go see you Is senior brother studying or thinking about his wedding?"

Yan Shiwulang went away in response, Li Jing saw that Mr. Zhou turned around and went back to the inner room to rest, so he had to follow Mr. Song.As soon as he asked Mr. Zhou about his basic necessities, Mr. Song gave him a sideways glance: "It's not your husband, why are you so filial to him? Can the old man treat him badly?"

Li Jing then smiled embarrassingly: "Shishi Lang has been thinking about Mr. Zhou... His spirit is not very good..."

"Shishi Lang..." Mr. Song elongated his voice and looked at him meaningfully.As an experienced elder, the entanglement between his eldest disciple and Xin'an County King is still vivid in his memory. How can the ignorant and hazy feelings of the young man in front of him be able to hide from his sharp eyes?I have to say that the feng shui of the royal family is also really interesting. There are people who don't care about meat and vegetables in almost every family, but people who really like men—and there are two in a generation, which is rare.

Thinking of this, he thought of his eldest disciple: "Did you catch up with the Shangyuan Banquet in the palace last night? Were you not injured?"

"Wang Zhiyuan has been in high spirits." Li Jing said, "Uncle left him and elder brother last night, and only returned to the county palace this morning. Originally, my eldest cousin and my elder brother wanted to ask them about their pursuit of Hejian County King, but, It seems that because I said something wrong, my brother suddenly sent me." Then, he introduced himself to Yang Shen's identity in a few words, and at the end he didn't forget to ask: "Mr. Song, what did I say wrong?" ?”

Mr. Song's eyes became more and more unpredictable: "No, you never said anything wrong." He was just curious why such an intelligent man as King Yue would raise such a son.In addition, my eldest disciple is probably in dire straits right now. As a gentleman, should he go to the Prince's Mansion of Xin'an County?

Come on, come on, let the juniors settle their own affairs.As an elder, why bother with them?

However, Wang Zixian at this time is not suffering as Mr. Song imagined.The steward of the county prince's mansion was ordered to invite the Imperial Physician Feng who was raised in the princess mansion next door. After diagnosing him, he not only personally applied medicine to the wounds all over his body, but also prescribed the medicine in a serious manner, saying that he should rest.No matter how angry His Royal Highness King Sipu was, he wished to throw this person out of the mansion immediately, and it was not easy to do something to a patient.

Therefore, Li Xin had no choice but to hold back for the time being, and ordered the steward to clean up the side hall on the side of the sleeping hall and let him live in it.The excuse he used was aboveboard—since he wanted to recuperate, of course he had to take good care of it, even the king of the county could not disturb him to recuperate at will.In addition, give him ten or eight beautiful and moving maidservants to serve him, making sure to serve him comfortably.

After the arrangement was completed, His Royal Highness Sipu Wang Xu felt depressed and angry, so he went to the sacrificial hall to see if Adi could concentrate on self-reflection.Of course, King Xin'an would not continue to offend his elder brother at such a critical moment, he knelt down very honestly, and bent over to copy scriptures seriously, which seemed to be extremely filial.

However, His Royal Highness Si Pu Wang, who looked slightly pale, knew that he was stubborn by nature and would never be easily shaken, so it was inevitable that the clouds would gather again, and he turned around and left with his sleeves thrown away.