The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Zhi Duoxing and Wen Zhi acted according to circumstances, and Mr. Xie stepped in.

Nothing compares to Xie Shen's wit.

Xie Chen pinched Song Jiao's tear-filled face, and said the words "I'm alive again" without changing his face.

It's so smart!

Song Jiao hasn't recovered yet, she looks silly.

Xie Chen emphasized again: "Mamao, I'm alive again."

Song Jiao silly: "Huh?"

"I'm alive again."

"what……"

"Thanks to your breath."

The friends next to him were all stunned, Brother Shen didn't blush at all when he lied.

Before Song Jiao came back to his senses, the friends tugged on Xie Chen's sleeves and reminded, "Brother Shen, your grandpa is here."

Xie Chen was a little helpless: "Who called him over?"

Originally, it would be troublesome enough to pretend to be dead in front of Song Jiao, but now that his grandfather is here, he has to deal with him again.

It's even more troublesome.

The friends looked at each other.

"not me."

"It's not me either."

Suddenly a voice said weakly: "It's me."

Xie Chen lowered his face and looked at the source of the voice: "You..." He quickly weakened: "Maomao, why is it you? Didn't I say don't tell my grandpa?"

Song Jiao whispered: "But the teacher said that if you encounter something you can't solve, you must tell your parents."

"Then when did you tell him?"

"Your first day of illness."

Xie Shen:! ! !

Song Jiao continued: "Your grandfather didn't blame me for fighting with you. He also said that he could cure your illness, but I waited for several days, but he didn't ask you for a doctor. I was so afraid that you would die. I I went to urge him, but he said that I can't revive you until night, and I can't tell you about it, otherwise it will be useless."

Xie Chen watched in shock as his grandfather made a "shut up" gesture to the drum band, the drum music stopped, and Mr. Xie walked towards him.

He turned around and tried to seek help from his friends, but his friends were all afraid of Grandpa Xie Chen, who was like a door god. It was okay if they were asked to lie in front of Song Jiao, but big trouble would happen if they were asked to lie in front of the door god!

The friends all backed away.

"Brother Shen, it's getting late, we want to go back."

"Brother Shen, let's go back to sleep first."

Xie Chen watched as his friends ran away. Fortunately, they were still loyal, and instead of running back to sleep, they ran a little farther and hid behind the corridor to watch them.

At this moment, Master Xie also came in front of him, and he knelt down in front of Xie Chen, wiping away tears that didn't exist.

"Ah Chen, I heard Mao Mao say that you are going to die today. You know how much grandpa loves you. Grandpa is really reluctant to leave you."

Xie Chen opened his mouth: "Grandpa, I already..."

"But it's all right now, Mao Mao's grandfather said, I can be Mao Mao's godfather. After you leave, grandpa will be with Mao Mao, so he won't be so sad. Before you die, I will follow you first Let me announce that from today on, Mao Mao will be my god-grandson and your elder brother."

Xie Chen's eyes widened:! ! !

He cares!

Master Xie hugged Song Jiao, pushed him in front of Xie Chen, smiled slightly, hiding his merits and fame: "Hurry up, call brother."

The friends hiding behind the pillars couldn't understand it.

"What's going on? Why did Grandpa Xie Shen suddenly say that Mao Mao will be Brother Shen's elder brother?"

Wen knew: "Grandpa Xie Shen knows that Brother Shen is deceiving, and he did it on purpose, and he will be punished."

"But brother Shen will definitely not agree, he cares about this kind of thing the most."

"Then it's up to Brother Shen."

Sure enough, Xie Chen quit!

"Grandpa, it's okay for you to be a godfather, but I am older than him. He is a rabbit, I am a tiger, and I am a brother! I want to be a big brother!"

Young master Xie Shen of the bandit village will never be a younger brother!

Master Xie held down Xie Chen, who was about to rush forward: "You are only a few months older than Mao Mao. Grandpa can arrange things like seniority. You are going to die anyway, so you don't need to care about these things."

He turned his head and directed the bandits behind him: "Come on, let the gongs and drums beat again, see off brother Shen!"

A group of bandits held back their laughter, picked up the gongs, drums and suona again, and continued to play the unfinished "On the Sedan Chair" under the signal of Mr. Xie.

At the end of the song, Master Xie took the lead in applauding: "Good!"

Song Jiao looked up at him in a daze.

Grandpa Xie Chen is so strange, Xie Chen is about to die, yet he is so happy.

Master Xie turned his head and found that he was looking at him, so he knelt down and took his hand: "Come on, Mao Mao applauds too."

Song Jiao was pulled by Mr. Xie and patted his little hands twice. Before he could react, Xie Chen stomped his feet, turned out of the corridor, and rushed forward, trying to block Suona's mouth with his hand.

"Stop! Stop!" After the sound of gongs and drums stopped, Xie Chen turned his head and said loudly, "Grandpa, I don't want to die!"

Master Xie pretended to be puzzled: "Didn't you tell Mao Mao that you were seriously injured by him?"

Xie Chen stomped his feet: "I'm resurrected!"

"Tsk, resurrection may not be stable, what if you still have to die? Let Mao Mao be your brother, ah, it's guaranteed, in case you die, grandpa and grandson."

"I lied to him!" Xie Chen subconsciously said, "I lied to him, I'm not going to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hearts of the friends behind the corridor sank: "It's over."

They looked at Song Jiao at the same time, Song Jiao's face was pale, and his round almond eyes widened in disbelief, and soon became wet.

It's over, it's over.

Xie Chen looked into his eyes, feeling very guilty, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Master Xie said loudly: "Brother Shen, are you lying to Maomao? Are you lying?"

Xie Chen glanced at Song Jiao, before he could see his expression clearly, he quickly looked away.

He defended in a low voice: "I didn't mean to."

"Didn't you do it on purpose? You lied to him for five days and didn't tell the truth." Mr. Xie's face darkened, "Devil King of the World, I think you really need to change your bad habits. As a little man, how can you do it just for fun? , to lie to your friends?"

This is the real purpose of Mr. Xie.

Get rid of his bad habits of lying and teasing.

Xie Shen lowered his head, squeezed his sleeves, and was silent for a long time, finally looked up at Song Jiao, turned into the corridor, and wanted to hold his hand.

But before he could say "I'm sorry", Song Jiao quickly withdrew his hand, pushed him backhand, and pushed him away.

"I will never talk to you again!"

Song Jiao was crying, and after saying this, he turned around and left. Xie Chen paused, went forward to pull him, and then grabbed his hand. Song Jiao gave a "wow" and bit his arm.

"Hiss..." Xie Chen's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he still restrained himself from shouting.

"Okay, okay, don't fight." Master Xie hurried forward and separated the two children.

He picked up Song Jiao and put it on his shoulders: "Don't be angry, you are Xie Chen's big brother from today on, you can bully him as much as you want in the future, don't cry, Grandpa Xie will take you back to your grandpa sleep."

He pointed at Xie Chen again: "Let your mother treat your wound, reflect on yourself, and confine yourself for five days."

Xie Chen squeezed his hands, and responded in a low voice: "Understood, Grandpa."

He looked at the back of his grandfather leading Song Jiao away, Song Jiao didn't even look back, his whole body drooped.

Originally, this matter was almost over, and he made up his mind that he would not lie to Song Jiao again.

After Mr. Xie left with Song Jiao and a group of bandits, Xie Chen's friends also stepped forward to comfort Xie Chen.

"Brother Shen, it's okay, Mao Mao will not be stingy."

"If you bake him two potatoes, he won't be angry."

Xie Chen was obviously in a bad mood, so he dealt with them casually, and returned to the room alone with his head downcast.

"Brother Shen won't cry, will he?"

"Of course not. Brother Shen is very strong. He stopped crying when he was three years old."

Mrs. Xie had already watched the whole process in front of the door. She led Xie Chen back to the room and bandaged Xie Chen's little hands.Looking up and seeing that Xie Chen was still looking sullen, she poked Xie Chen on the forehead.

"Don't lie to me next time."

Xie Chen burst into tears with a "woof", wailing loudly: "I will never lie to anyone again!"

Friends outside the door: Urgently withdraw what you just said.

Mr. Xie brought Song Jiao back to Grandpa Song.

The burns on Grandpa Song's leg are much better these days, and he can already go to the ground.

When Song Jiao went, he was sitting on a straw mat talking with General Wu and Mr. Liu.

The door was open, and Mr. Liu pointed at it from a distance: "Yo, you're back."

The other two looked up, General Wu said: "Tsk, look at Mao Mao's sagging face, he must have been bullied terribly." He turned to look at Grandpa Song: "Why didn't you tell him directly?"

Grandpa Song didn't speak.

At this time, Mr. Xie had already arrived at the door, so he put Song Jiao in front of the door and let him go in by himself.

Song Jiao crossed the threshold with short legs, cried "Grandpa", ran towards Grandpa Song, and plunged his head into Grandpa's arms.

Grandpa Song hugged him and deliberately asked, "What's wrong with Mao Mao?"

Song Jiao tugged on his grandfather's skirt, looked up at the other grandfathers, a little embarrassed to admit, his voice was small, but still filled with resentment: "I was cheated, Xie Chen lied to me."

"What did he lie to you about?"

"He lied to me that he was going to die, told me to call him brother, and lied to me about snacks and taking care of me."

Grandpa Song smiled and continued to ask, "Then why do you think you were cheated?"

Song Jiao looked up, confidently: "Because Xie Chen is too bad!"

"Well, he was so bad that he lied to you for five days?"

"No." Song Jiao pinched Grandpa's sleeve, "I doubted it, but he..."

"Don't doubt your doubts in the future, be firm."

This is also the purpose of Grandpa Song.

Children play around and play around, he doesn't intervene, just give him some advice afterwards.

At this time Song Jiao was pulling his skirt, trying to get into his arms and hide himself.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind him, grabbed his collar, and carried him away.

"Mamao." Master Xie put him in front of him, "Ah Chen is sorry for you, and Grandpa apologizes to you on his behalf. Don't be angry."

Song Jiao pouted, but before he could speak again, Grandpa Song and General Wu spoke at the same time.

"Who are you grandpa?"

"Who the hell is your godfather?!"

"Maomao." Mr. Xie said with an innocent expression on his face, "Several of my subordinates heard what was announced just now, and Ah Chen called Brother Maomao, can you go back on your word?"

General Wu immediately exploded: "When did you discuss it with Mao Mao's two real grandpas? Huh? I don't agree!"

"Just last night, I didn't talk about something last night, I asked you two." Mr. Xie turned his head to look at Mr. Liu, "Old Liu heard it."

Mr. Liu don't look away, don't ask me, I didn't hear, I don't understand.

General Wu asked, "Why did you ask? Why don't I remember?"

"Just ask like that." Mr. Xie cleared his throat, "I said: 'Lao Song, Lao Wu, these days, I watch Mao Mao, the more I look at it, the more I like it, how about I be his grandpa? If the two of you disagree, just squeak, and if you both don’t speak, then I will take it as your agreement, and Lao Liu will be a witness for me.’”

General Wu got up and pressed his sword: "Did you ask me while Lao Song and I were asleep? Did you set fire to robbery like this?"

Master Xie also got up and picked up his saber: "In front of the child, don't use knives or guns, it's too vulgar."

Grandpa Song didn't bother to pay attention to them, and waved at Song Jiao: "Mamao, Grandpa will take you to wash your face, look at you crying, little cat."

He exchanged a look with Mr. Liu, they got up and went into the room together.

The two sat on the couch, Song Jiao sat on the small bench in front of Grandpa, and the little yellow dog sat in front of Mr. Liu.

"Ah—" Song Jiao raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and asked his grandfather to brush his teeth with poplar branches.

Mr. Liu observed for a while, and then looked at the little yellow dog in front of him who also opened his mouth.He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the poplar branch, and brushed his teeth.

After brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth, Grandpa Song washed Song Jiao's face and wiped his hands and feet.

It was already very late at this time, Song Jiao was crying and fussing, he had already lost his strength, and after wiping, he became sleepy.

Grandpa Song wanted to send him to bed to sleep, but he refused, so he insisted on clinging to Grandpa.

There was no way, Grandpa Song could only wrap him in a small blanket and let him sleep beside him.Afraid that the candle light would dazzle his eyes, he left only one candle and covered his eyes with the palm of his hand.

Both Song Jiao and the little yellow dog were in a daze, and vaguely heard Grandpa and Mr. Liu talking in a low voice, and there was also the sound of swords clashing outside.

The old bandit and General Wu were fighting outside, but the room was peaceful.

Mr. Liu said: "This is how it is in the bandit village, you will get used to it after a while."

Grandpa Song smiled, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Mr. Liu said again: "Don't have too much difficulty in your heart. Sometimes, straightforward people are easier to get along with than those with exquisite hearts."

Grandpa Song nodded: "Yes."

"You are better than me. Think about me. In front of a great Confucian in Jiangbei, he has a great family and a great career, and his peaches and plums are all over the world. In the end, because Xie Chen wanted to open his door, the old bandit brought me here." Mr. Liu "huh" He said, "I didn't follow his wishes, so I taught Xie Chen to be illiterate."

Grandpa Song laughed and said, "Senior brother is joking again."

At this time, Song Jiao waved his hands and talked in his sleep: "Brother, Master was taken away by a monster!"

This brother is not that brother.

Mr. Liu and the historian of the Song Dynasty had studied together.

Grandpa Song turned his head to pat the little grandson who was talking in his sleep, then turned to Mr. Liu and said, "Brother, anyway, I'm going to take advantage of the outsider. I'm in charge, let you be the godfather of Mao Mao first, and overwhelm him."

"Well, that's fine."

"Didn't Senior Brother also have a grandson? Why didn't you bring the one who was called Jiangbei prodigy?"

"The old bandit chose a companion for the little bandit to read, how dare I bring him here? He stayed at home."

The two talked for a while, and then went out to have a look when the fighting outside stopped.

The four of them sat down again on the straw mats. On the screen behind them, the landscape painting was removed, and a map was replaced. All kinds of weapons were piled up on one side.

This is how they have spent the past few days, talking about governing the country, talking about wars, and getting up and exercising when they are tired.

From the twilight of the morning light to the hazy moonlight, we talked at night while holding candles.When the tea was being boiled, the water mist filled the air, and they planned to rule the world between the stacks of books and weapons.

In the middle of the night, Song Jiao, who was sleeping in the inner room, woke up from a dream in a trance, rubbed his eyes, but couldn't find his grandpa, held the little yellow dog in one hand and dragged the blanket in the other, and pushed open the door of the inner room.

Song Jiao rubbed his eyes and called out sleepily: "Grandpa..."

At this time, the front door of the room was also pushed open. Xie Chen hugged the quilt and stood at the door, looking very energetic. Seeing Song Jiao, he paused: "Grandpa, I can't sleep."

We could only spread a mattress on the straw mat, and two children lay side by side on it, covered with quilts.

Xie Chen turned his head and glanced at Song Jiao, turned over and hugged him, wanting to talk to him.Song Jiao turned her head away with her eyes closed, sleeping with her back to him, and never said a word to him.

But Xie Chen insisted on talking to him, and hugged him tightly, Song Jiao struggled hard.Then the system also joined the battlefield, and the little yellow dog twisted its buttocks and squeezed between the two of them, trying to push Xie Chen away.

Stay away from my host!

Xie Chen hugged Song Jiao until Song Jiao fell asleep, and then said in a low voice: "I already know I was wrong."

Of course Song Jiao didn't hear it, and hummed, "Xie Chen, I hate it to death!"