The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Song Jiao lay on the side of the carriage window, his greeting hand stopped in the air: "Hi..."

Mu Ying has long since disappeared.

There were too many people, and Song Jiao couldn't hear what he was shouting clearly.

"What's going on?" Song Jiao withdrew his hand, turned to Liu Yi and said, "Brother, that's Brother Parrot. I don't know why, but he suddenly ran away."

At this time, Mr. Xie also brought a group of people to the front of the carriage.

Mr. Xie has been keeping an eye on the whereabouts of Song Junshi and others, fearing that something will happen to them, and fearing that they will not come back.

When the carriage turned around and headed north, the city of Liangzhou rejoiced and celebrated for several days.

When the carriage was about to arrive at Liangzhou City, Mr. Xie brought a group of bandits with him, holding gongs, drums, and suona, from the garrison mansion to the gate of the city, blowing and beating all the way to pick them up.

Master Xie and his men stopped in front of the carriage, and a dozen or so bandits stood in several rows.

Mr. Xie turned around and raised his hands: "Come on, play the song "On the Sedan Chair" for our Song Junshi."

The title of this song is very familiar.Song Jiao remembered, the last time Xie Chen pretended to be dead, that's what Mr. Xie asked them to brag about.

It turns out that the bandits only know this song.

But they played a passionate tune, not at all like "Going to the Sedan Chair", but more like "Going to the Battlefield".

Song Junshi sat in the carriage, the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

Before they finished playing a piece of music, Xie Chen and his friends also rushed over.

With Mu Ying leading the way, Xie Chen was aggressive, cooperating with the suona, like a newborn calf with two horns on its head, squeezing out from the crowd.

He hadn't seen Song Jiao for several months, and so did his friends. They missed Song Jiao very much. When they heard that he was coming back this morning, they specially prepared a small garland for him and came out early to wait.

In the end, after waiting for a long time, Song Jiao did not come back, and they were overwhelmed by the crowd again, and the little garland was about to be crushed.

In the end, they could only retreat temporarily and found a small tea shed to rest for a while.

Mu Ying was sent out to buy candy and to inquire about the news.

As a result, Muying didn't buy anything, so she ran back in a panic, and shouted while running: "It's not good, Mao Mao has moved on!"

Xie Chen's face darkened at that time, and he stood up abruptly, overturning the stool.

He clearly wrote a letter telling Song Jiao not to "transfer love", and Song Jiao didn't object in his reply.

Mu Ying continued to lead the way: "Brother Shen, it's just over the city gate, Mao Mao came back with another man!"

Halfway through his words, the Suona's "On the Sedan Chair" stopped.

The first half of the sentence disappeared in the suona sound, and the second half of the sentence was extraordinarily loud.

"... Mao Mao came back with another man!"

There was silence, Mu Ying knew that she seemed to have done something wrong, and silently hid behind Xie Chen: "Brother Shen."

Xie Chen strode forward without fear, climbed into the carriage, and lifted the curtain: "Mamao!"

But Song Jiao was lying by the window, talking to the friends outside: "Brother Parrot, why did you run away when you saw me just now?"

Mu Ying hid behind Wen Zhi again: "I'm going back to call someone."

Xie Chen, who was ignored, yelled again: "Mao Mao!"

Song Jiao still didn't hear it, and leaned half of his body out of the window: "I have received all the letters you sent me, have you received my reply letter? By the way—" He looked around and said in doubt: " Hey, where is Xie Shen?"

Song Jiao was still poking his head, looking for Xie Chen outside the carriage, but Xie Chen had already got into the carriage.

Furious, he stretched out his finger and poked Song Jiao's waist.

I am here.

Song Jiao patted his hand away: "Don't move around."

Xie Chen continued to poke him, looked away a little, and saw that "another man".

This man looked bigger than them all, bigger than Wang Kuang, taller and stronger than them all.

Liu Yi sat on the seat, afraid that Song Jiao would fall out of the window, so she kept supporting him.Finding someone looking at him, he turned his head to look, nodded slightly at the child, and smiled.

But the child looked at him... It didn't seem very kind.

Liu Yi withdrew his gaze, and hugged Song Jiao back who was about to climb out of the window: "Maomao, you can't do this, you will fall."

Xie Chen's whole body is not well, this is my Maomao!

Song Jiao was pulled back into the carriage, only then did he see Xie Chen, and said pleasantly, "You are here!"

Xie Chen didn't speak, he rushed forward and hugged Song Jiao.Before Song Jiao could react, he "chirped" his face.

Song Jiao was stunned, Xie Chen hugged him, and said loudly: "Maomao, I miss you so much!"

After saying this, he "tweeted" again according to the other side of Song Jiao's face.

Xie Chen twisted happily, Song Jiao was still distracted, not knowing what to do.

But Liu Yi was startled, and stretched out her hand to snatch Song Jiao back from his arms: "Whose child is this? No manners, shameless, don't bully Mao Mao."

Wen Zhi's eyes lit up outside the carriage, wow, this brother is amazing, he can speak so many idioms.

The scene was chaotic, and finally Grandpa Song smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel." He opened the curtain and said to the children outside: "Come on, and ride in the carriage with Mao Mao."

He got out of the carriage with Mr. Liu, and put the children on.

A few bandits surrounded, supported, surrounded.

"Military division, we haven't been paid for a month."

"Military division, leave them alone, we are here..."

"Military division, we were wrong before. I'm really sorry that the military division doesn't remember villains."

Song Junshi said with a gentle smile: "Don't talk about official business here."

A few people quickly stopped talking, Xie Laodao squeezed them away, and stood in front of Song Junshi: "Go away, the military division has been riding in the carriage for a day, and I am tired. I have something to go to the second and third masters. Didn't they all take over?" Is it? Let them manage."

All the bandits still wanted to talk, but they were blocked by Mr. Xie one by one.The two masters Wang and Peng stood beside them, unable to lose face, and wanted to talk several times, but they were all pushed back by Master Xie.

"Don't bother the military division with those things. If there is something to do, we have to wait until the apology is over. We are not so snobbish. We only admit our mistakes when we see that the military division has recovered. Like wild wolves, we are not sincere at all and are not allowed to howl." Yes, go back."

Mr. Xie turned his head and asked for two horses to be brought in: "Master and sir, please get on the horses."

When both of them got on their horses, Master Xie took the reins of the horse that Army Master Song was riding and walked in the front.

With his entourage, he separated the bandits who were "waiting to be fed" and escorted Song Junshi and his party back.

He turned his head to look at Military Master Song, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry, I just wanted to hold a small welcome ceremony, but I didn't expect them to miss Military Master so much, so they all came here."

Mr. Liu quietly said to Song Junshi: "He has given you enough face. Even the bandit leader treats you like this. Now no bandit dares to show you face."

Song Junshi just smiled and said nothing, Mr. Xie asked again: "Will the military division go back to the Garrison Mansion, or to the house in Tongwen Lane?"

"Go back to Tongwen Lane."

"Okay." Mr. Xie led the horse and yelled.

The carriage was full of children, Song Jiao wore a small wreath on her head, and sat between Liu Yi and Xie Chen, in a dilemma.

He introduced to his friends: "This is Brother Liu Yi, the grandson of Teacher Liu, and my senior brother."

The friends shouted in unison: "Brother Liu Yi."

Only Xie Chen didn't speak.

Song Jiao felt strange, but he didn't know why, so he started to introduce his friends to Liu Yi.

"This is Wenzhi, this is Muying..."

Liu Yi greeted each of them.

Finally Song Jiao looked at Xie Chen: "This is... Xie Chen, my younger brother."

Liu Yi greeted him, but Xie Chen folded his hands and pouted, not wanting to talk to him at all.

Song Jiao touched his shoulder: "Xie Chen, why don't you speak? You are so rude."

Xie Chen turned to look at him, but still didn't speak, Song Jiao leaned in front of him: "What's wrong with you? Talk."

Xie Chen pressed the corners of his lips tightly, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "I won't speak."

Song Jiao was puzzled: "Why? Why don't you speak?"

Xie Chen held back for a while longer: "I'm dumb!"

"what?"

The little mute Xie Chen really stopped talking, Song Jiao looked at him for a while, turned his head, and shouted outside: "Grandpa Xie, Xie Chen..."

Xie Chen quickly covered his mouth: "Don't shout."

"You are sick, you have to tell Grandpa Xie."

"I'm not sick, I'm angry."

"Then why are you angry?"

"I..." Xie Chen glanced at Liu Yi, turned his head again, and stopped talking.

Song Jiao scratched his head in doubt, thanked Shen Xin, the sea needle.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were overwhelmed with boats and vehicles, and Mr. Xie didn't bother them any more. He sent them back to Tongwen Lane and left.

Song Jiao played with his friends in the room for a while, and it was getting dark.

He could only send his friends out of the house: "Today is too late, I will write invitations to you tomorrow, please come to my room."

Xie Chen glanced at Liu Yi: "What about him?"

Song Jiao thought for a while: "Senior Brother Liu wants to live with Third Grandpa, but if Brother Liu wants to live with me, that's fine too."

"No."

"why not?"

"Because..." Xie Chen strode forward and grabbed his hand, "Because I want to live with you."

"But……"

Xie Chen waved his hand and said to his friends: "I'm not going back, you go back and tell my grandpa that I'm going to live at Maomao's house today."

This time my friends quit.

"Then I want to live at Maomao's house too, and you can tell my family when you go back."

"Then I want to live too."

"I also want."

……

In this way, all friends will stay and live.

The progress was so fast that Song Jiao hadn't even reacted yet.

He regained his composure: "Okay then, but we have to ask Grandpa if he agrees first. If Grandpa disagrees, you can't stay here."

"Maomao, don't worry, let's go beg your grandpa, your grandpa will definitely agree."

At this time, Song Junshi was drinking tea with Mr. Liu in the hall, and he took a sip when he saw a group of children running in from outside, hugging his legs and hands, and shaking them vigorously.

"Grandpa Mao Mao, please..."

"Please let us stay, okay?"

"Grandpa Momo, you are the best."

Song Junshi struggled to put the teacup away from the pile of children: "Be careful, be careful." He calmed down and wiped his face: "What's the matter? What's the matter with you?"

The children raised their heads, with hope shining in their eyes: "We want to stay and sleep with Mao Mao."

Wen knew: "We haven't seen Mao Mao for a long time. We miss him very much and want to stay with him for a while."

Grandpa Song was dizzy from being shaken by them: "Okay, okay, stop, but you have to go home and ask your parents first, and you can come here only after they agree."

"Okay." The children got the words, turned around and ran away, "Maomao, we'll be right back."

Song Jiao stood at the same spot and saw Xie Shen sinking: "Why don't you go?"

Xie Chen was quite confident: "My grandfather will definitely let me come over."

Grandpa Song said: "Then you still have to go back and say something, and your parents should also say something. Mao Mao, you can go back with him, didn't you prepare a gift for your godfather and mother?"

Song Jiao thought for a while: "That's fine."

Xie Chen's complexion improved slightly, but in the next second, Song Jiao said to Liu Yi: "Brother, do you want to go with me? You haven't been to the Garrison Mansion yet, have you?"

Xie Chen got better and his complexion became even worse.

Luckily Liu Yi rejected him: "Forget it, it's too late today, and I haven't prepared a gift yet, so it's not good to come to the door rashly, you'd better go by yourself, senior brother is waiting for you here."

"Ok."

Song Jiao went back to the room to take the prepared gift, and went out with Xie Chen.

On the way, Song Jiao tried to talk to him: "Xie Chen, why are you angry? I'm back, are you unhappy?"

Xie Chen didn't say a word, I'm a little dumb.

With him like this, Song Jiao didn't talk to him anymore.

Arriving at the defense mansion in this way, the two went directly to Mrs. Xie's room.

It happened that Xie Chen's parents were there, so Song Jiao gave them gifts.

Song Jiao put a cardboard box on the table: "I went out to play with my grandfather, and saw a lot of interesting things, I want to give it to my aunt."

When I opened the carton, there were scattered little things, such as a gray heron's feather, a colorful small stone, and a slightly rough wood carving. They were miscellaneous, but they were well preserved, and they were all by Song Jiaoyi. Collected on the road.

Mrs. Xie looked at the gift and patted his head: "Thank you Mao Mao, Auntie likes it very much."

Song Jiao shyly tugged at the corner of her clothes, then raised her head: "Auntie, Xie Chen wants to sleep with me tonight, is that okay?"

"Okay, do you want to sleep here or go to sleep with your grandpa?"

"Sleeping in my room with other friends."

"Then Brother Shen took a bath at home, changed his clothes, and then went there, okay? Do you want to have some snacks? What about dinner? Your grandpa wouldn't cook so much, would he?"

"Yes." Song Jiao paused for a moment, then added, "I want clothes and snacks."

"Okay, then you go out to play for a while, Auntie will pack up right away and go there with you."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Mrs. Xie got up and went out, Song Jiao held Xie Chen's hand, and the two of them also went back to the room.

Xie Chen was taking a bath in the room, and Song Jiao was waiting for him beside the little yellow dog in his arms.

Song Jiao held the two front paws of the little yellow dog and asked him to clap his hands. While playing, he asked Xie Chen, "Xie Chen, why are you angry?"

Xie Chen carried out the character setting of the little mute to the end and never spoke.

Song Jiao felt strange, and waited for a long time, but did not hear him speak.

He quietly called the system: "Total, nothing will happen to Xie Chen, right? Shall I go and see him?"

The system said: "Probably not..."

Song Jiao thought for a while, then put the puppy down and stood up.

Xie Chen was naked, sitting in the small bathtub, his whole body was submerged in the water.

Song Jiao approached him from behind and patted him on the shoulder: "Ha! Are you scared by me?"

Xie Chen didn't speak, and his whole body was motionless, as if he was frozen.

Seeing his appearance, Song Jiao was a little scared: "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I'll give you a whir."

He lay on the side of the bathtub and blew on Xie Chen's shoulder.

huh-huh-

Song Jiao almost died of blowing, but Xie Chen remained motionless.

Song Jiao shook him: "Thank you Chen?"

He didn't move, Song Jiao thought for a while, then quietly stretched out a finger, put it under Xie Chen's nose, to test if he was still breathing.

breathing...

"oops!"

Xie Chen opened his mouth and bit his finger.

Xie Chen hasn't changed his teeth yet, his deciduous teeth are not sharp at all, and they are not sharp at all when biting.

But he finally moved.

Song Jiao leaned over to look at him: "Xie Chen, why are you angry? Can you tell me? Is it because of me? Tell me, and I will correct it."

Xie Chen glanced at him, met his eyes, and muttered something in a low voice, but Song Jiao didn't hear clearly.

"Ah?" Song Jiao moved closer, "What did you say? I didn't hear it."

"I said!" Xie Chen's voice suddenly became quieter again, "You clearly promised me that you would not 'transfer love'."

Song Jiao tilted his head and frowned: "Ah?"

"You clearly promised me! You won't!" In the same tone, before the most important first four words, he lowered his volume, "'Transfer love'."

"You use idioms indiscriminately."

"I haven't, I checked the idiom dictionary."

"That's not how that word is used. That's what grown-ups use."

"If you 'transfer love', you can't write a letter to promise me, anyway, you just don't admit it, Mao Mao, you are too bad! You are a little villain, you lied to me!"

After Xie Chen said this, he tightly pursed the corners of his lips, blinked hard, and stopped talking.

That's why he didn't speak just now. If he did, he wouldn't be able to help crying.

There were so many people there just now, and that Liu Yi was also there, if he cried, he would be laughed at.

"I didn't..." Song Jiao was frightened by his aura, and didn't know how to explain it for a while, "Senior Brother Liu is my senior brother, and I haven't moved on. Really, I'm not a little villain."

Xie Chen blinked vigorously, holding back the tears, and then said: "You are, I am not your best friend anymore, Liu Yi is the one, right?"

Song Jiao whispered: "You are not my best friend in the first place."

Xie Chen was shocked. If struck by lightning, his whole body would be ill, and he forgot to blink.

"My best friends are Parrot and Joyce."

"No!" Xie Chen quit, and he slapped the water vigorously, splashing a big splash on the faces of the two of them.

Song Jiao wiped her face with her sleeve: "Well... Xie Chen, you are so annoying."

Xie Chen opened his mouth to speak, but all he could say was crying.

"Wow!"

Xie Chen is Song Jiao's most hated friend.

He looked up to the sky and cried loudly, tears fell into the bathtub, the water temperature became significantly cooler and the water level rose significantly.

Song Jiao didn't care about wiping his face anymore, and hurried to coax him: "Don't cry, Xie Chen, don't cry."

Xie Chen's friends all said that Xie Chen was very strong and rarely cried, and Song Jiao had never seen him cry much—mainly because Song Jiao was not around when he was crying.

In short, this was the first time Song Jiao saw him cry, and he was the one who made him cry, so Song Jiao was inevitably a little flustered.

"Don't cry, I sleep with you, you are my best friend, really..."

Mrs. Xie came in with a food box, and was startled when she heard the familiar "pig cry".

It's not even the sound of crying is contagious, is it?She remembered that when Mao Mao cried before, she wouldn't make such a sound. Did Brother Shen infect Mao Mao with this crying sound?

She quickly put down the food box and rushed into the room.

I saw Xie Chen sitting in the bathtub, holding his head up and crying loudly, while Song Jiao lay beside the bathtub, patted his back and coaxed him.

It is a rare spectacle.

Xie Chen was always the one who made Song Jiao cry. Mrs. Xie thought it was Song Jiao who cried just now, but who knew that it was Xie Chen who cried.

It's really strange that Xie Chen, the demon king of the world, was made to cry.

Xie Chen couldn't stop crying, Song Jiao coaxed him like counting sheep: "You are my best best friend, already four 'best', is it alright?"

"No, then you are my most, most, most, most, most..."

When Song Jiao mentioned eighteen "most", Xie Chen reluctantly stopped.

He looked at Song Jiao with tears in his eyes, crying: "Really?"

Song Jiao nodded: "Really."

"Then you are not allowed to sleep with Liu Yi, eat with him, or play with him!"

"Ah?" Song Jiao hesitated.

Xie Chen let out a heavy "hum" with his nose, and tears fell down again.

Song Jiao could only agree to him: "Okay, I will only sleep and eat with you from now on."

"And play together."

"Play with."

Only then was Xie Chen satisfied, wiped his eyes with his wet little hands, and said to Song Jiao: "Don't tell them that I cried."

Mrs. Xie said indifferently: "Brother Shen, your friends came to see you just now, and I told them you were taking a bath, so I asked them to wait outside."

Xie Chen was disturbed, and asked Song Jiao in a low voice, "I didn't cry very loudly, did I?"

Song Jiao shook his head ignorant of his conscience: "Probably not...not..."

In fact, I cried until the roof fell off.

Mrs. Xie couldn't bear to expose it.

Xie Chen took a good shower, changed his clothes, and felt a little reluctant to go out.

"Mamao, you can sleep in my room with me, I don't want to go out."

"But we have agreed that we will sleep in my room today, and they are all waiting outside."

It was precisely because they were all waiting outside that Xie Chen didn't want to go out.

Xie Chen glanced at Song Jiao, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, then you must not tell them that I cried."

"Ah."

Xie Chen led Song Jiao out of the room, and his friends looked at them with eyes that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Back in Song Jiao's room, a group of people sat around the table. On the table were the snacks made by Mrs. Xie, and the barbecue that General Wu brought for them when he came over. Mr. Xie also sent half a roasted whole lamb over. .

At Xie Chen's request, Song Jiao and Xie Chen sat together, far away from Liu Yi.

At Xie Chen's request, Song Jiao brought Xie Chen some barbecue and filled him with drinks.

At Xie Chen's request, Song Jiao said eighteen times next to Xie Chen's ear, "Xie Chen is Song Jiao's eighteen 'best' friends".

Also at Xie Chen's request, Song Jiao...

Song Jiao slapped him hard: "You are not allowed to make any more requests. If you make one more request, you will lose one 'most'. Now you only have seventeen 'most's."

Xie Chen closed his mouth aggrievedly, pinched his nose, and held back the screaming.