The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

On New Year's Eve, Xie Chen and Song Jiao, who were one year older, stood on the bed, comparing their heights back to back.

Xie Chen raised his hand and touched the tops of the two people's heads: "I am taller."

Song Jiao turned her head to take a look, then tiptoed quietly.

It's me now.

Unexpectedly, Xie Chen reacted immediately, took his hand, and dragged him down: "Don't stand on tiptoe."

Song Jiao let out a "woo", and Xie Chen patted his head again, very satisfied: "I'm still taller than you." He gestured with his fingers: "So much taller."

"Not so much." Song Jiao pinched his fingers, "Only a little bit."

Xie Chen opened his arms: "There are so many! I touched them just now."

"No! No! No—yes—!"

When the "swords are on the verge of breaking out", Mrs. Xie opened the door and walked in: "Are we going to quarrel on the first day of the new year? Didn't we still hug each other to sleep last night?"

Song Jiao was a little embarrassed, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and whispered, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I tiptoed first."

Mrs. Xie looked at Xie Chen and asked him to express, "Huh?"

So Xie Chen nodded: "Yes, he tiptoed first."

Mrs. Xie:?

Xie Chen took Song Jiao's hand and raised his head: "There is no quarrel, just talking louder."

He led Song Jiao out of the bed: "Mother, I want to wear that wolf fur cloak, Mao Mao wants to wear rabbit fur, a hat and a tail."

Song Jiao protested loudly: "I won't wear it!"

"He said he was going to wear it."

"I said I don't want to wear it!"

Mrs. Xie felt powerless: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel, don't quarrel."

The two children said in unison: "There is no quarrel, just talking loudly."

"Good good."

Mrs. Xie brought clothes for the two children, and watched them change: "Why isn't Mao Mao wearing rabbit fur? How cute, and it suits your nickname very well."

"It will be caught by Xie Chen." Song Jiao muttered in a low voice, then walked to the side of the cabinet, pulled out the drawer, "Look, Auntie."

Good guy, a drawer is full of snow-white plush balls, all of which are rabbit tails that were pulled off by Xie Chen.

Mrs. Xie was helpless: "I just said where did all the tails I got go." She picked up the sewing kit she carried with her and said, "Come here, Auntie will sew one for you."

Xie Chen said, "Mother, I can sew, but Mao Mao won't let me sew."

Song Jiao retorted: "You can't."

"I will, I will pull it off, I will sew."

Xie Chen put on his clothes, took the needle and thread from his mother, sat down on the couch, and picked up Song Jiao's coat and tail.He pushed away Song Jiao who was coming to watch: "It will hit you."

Mrs. Xie watched for a while, and said in surprise, "Brother Shen, when will you meet?"

"It's not difficult at all, I can sew pillows before." Xie Chen was very proud, and pricked his fingers in the next second.

Xie Chen frowned, trying to hide his hand, but Song Jiao grabbed his hand and "chirped" his fingers.

Xie Chen sat up straight: "It doesn't hurt at all."

Song Jiao pursed the corners of her lips: "Thank you Brother Shen."

Only Mrs. Xie sees through everything: "Maomao, haven't you brushed your teeth yet?"

The smile on Song Jiao's face froze, and the next second, Xie Chen jumped off the couch: "The big bad wolf is going to eat people!"

The two of them ate snacks in the room and drank two large bowls of milk—it is said that they can grow taller, so drink more.

After eating the snacks, Da Dangjia and Mrs. Xie took them to pay New Year's greetings to the grandpas.

The hall was brightly lit, Mr. Xie sat on the head seat covered with tiger skin, and Army Master Song sat on the side.

Master Xie and his wife went in first to salute, then the second master and second wife, and finally Xie Chen and Song Jiao.

The two children went in hand in hand, supported the floor, knelt down on the cushion, and kowtowed to the two grandpas.

"Grandpa, happy new year."

Before the two of them had time to bow their heads, they were called out by Mr. Xie.

"Okay, okay, it's so cold on my knees, come here quickly, grandpa will give you a big red envelope."

The eyes of the two children who hadn't woken up at first lit up, they quickly got up, ran forward, and surrounded Mr. Xie, trying to please Mr. Xie.

Xie Chen said, "Grandpa, Happy New Year."

Song Jiao followed: "Grandpa, everything is going well."

Xie Chen continued to follow: "Grandpa is happy every day."

Song Jiao also continued: "Grandpa lives a long life."

"Grandpa..." Xie Chen couldn't keep up, "Grandpa gave birth to a son early."

Thank you, Mr. Master:? ? ?

The adults below couldn't hold back their laughter, and the second lady covered her mouth with a handkerchief: "Mamao has been here for a year and a half, why is Brother Shen still like this? I've been a companion... Really."

Xie Chen pursed his lips, a little unhappy, and turned to look at his grandfather.

Master Xie took out two big red envelopes that he had prepared a long time ago from his arms: "One for Brother Mao and one for Brother Shen. This year, Grandpa will hand over protection fees to you again."

Song Jiao and Xie Chen took the red envelope: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Xie Chen said to Song Jiao: "Your clothes don't have pockets, I'll pack them for you."

"No." Song Jiao tried his best to stuff the red envelope into his sleeve, but later found that he couldn't put it in, so he had to go to his grandfather, "Grandpa, please help me keep it."

Song Junshi also took out two red envelopes and handed them over.

Song Jiao took it symbolically, and then returned it to Grandpa: "Grandpa will keep it for me."

"it is good."

Then the two walked up to the head of the family and Mrs. Xie: "Father, mother, happy new year."

The head of the family and Madam Xie each gave a big red envelope, and Song Jiao took the red envelope again, ran up the steps, and handed it to grandpa: "Grandpa will give it to you."

In the end was the second uncle and the second aunt. Song Jiao was still a little scared, so he took half a step back and hid behind Xie Chen: "Second uncle and second aunt, happy new year..."

The more he talked, the more he lost his confidence, the second wife held back her laughter, and feigned anger and said, "It's so quiet when you come to me, and the second aunt doesn't eat children."

She paused, took out two big red envelopes and rubies, and said with a smile: "First come, first served, hurry up and get them."

Xie Chen took it quickly: "Thank you, Second Aunt."

The second lady pushed the red envelope and gems forward: "Mao Mao."

Song Jiao hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Second Aunt."

In fact, since the last time, the second aunt has not been chasing him to talk about those things. Occasionally, she would come to the school to bring him snacks and make him winter clothes.

It should be that the conversation between Grandpa Xie and Uncle Er last time was helpful. Grandpa Xie said that Aunt Er is not a bad person, so she should be forgiven once.The aunt also said that the second aunt is not that bad, she is just a little stupid, knowing that Grandpa Xie is not so partial, she is satisfied.

Song Jiao also thought about it seriously, second aunt is not as bad as Wang Kuang, he can still forgive second aunt.

So he finally made up his mind, if the second aunt treats him well, then he will forgive the second aunt once.

But childhood shadows are not so easy to overcome.

Even after a year has passed, Song Jiao is still very scared.

After saying this, he hid behind Xie Chen again.

The second lady knew that he was thin-skinned, so she stopped teasing him and let him go with a smile.

Then the bandits from Bandit Village all came to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Xie. The two children sat next to each other for a while, ate some food, and sat with their grandpa for a while. Grandpa fed some delicious food. I couldn't sit still, so I was sent out to play.

The friends had been waiting for them outside for a long time. Seeing them coming, they all stood up and waved to them.

Xie Chen waved his hand: "Firecrackers."

Friends cheered: "Yeah!"

Only Song Jiao, who was afraid of firecrackers, said softly, "That's not good."

That night, the sound of firecrackers rang out, Xie Chen and Song Jiao were in a remote corridor, setting up fairy sticks exchanged by the system for points.

Song Jiao held a fairy wand in one hand, and Xie Chen held a torch in his hand to help him light the fireworks.

"Little trouble……"

Before Xie Chen finished speaking, Song Jiao turned around with the fireworks in his hands, "Xie Chen, I'll give you one."

Song Jiao's eyes were shining like stars in the sky.Xie Chen stretched out his hand to take the fireworks, no matter if it was a little idiot or a little troublemaker, they all blinked like stars and stopped talking.

When the fireworks were finished, there was a noise behind them.

"Brother Shen and Mao Mao are here!"

"What are you doing here for fun? Why don't you join us?"

"Maomao is brother Shen's elder brother. What are the two brothers doing for fun?"

Friends came running down the corridor, and in the confusion someone threw a snowball at them.

The snowball was about to hit Song Jiao's feet, so Xie Chen gave Song Jiao a hand, pulled him back a step, and quickly rolled up a snowball to fight back.

"Fuck off." Xie Chen never recognized this brother's name.

Putting the fireworks aside, the friends quickly split into two groups and started a snowball fight.

For a while, snowballs flew all over the sky.

Until late at night, mothers and relatives from all families came to the "battlefield ruins" to find someone.

"Mosquito, you're back!" This is Wen Zhi's nickname, no one else can call him "Zhi Duoxing", only mother can call him.

"Brother Parrot, come back to sleep!"

Among them, there is an abrupt voice.

"Ah Chen! Brother Shen! Thank you Chen!" Mrs. Xie didn't even respond to so many calls, and finally got a little impatient, "The devil of the world! Your mother told you to go home, I'll count to three, three!"

Xie Chen got up from the snow and hurried towards the source of the sound.

Mrs. Xie shouted anxiously again: "Maomao! Take Maomao!"

Xie Chen quickly turned back, pulled up Song Jiao who was also planted in the snow, and ran back with him.

When Madam Xie saw their snow-wet hair and clothes, she felt that her eyes went dark: "My God."

The second wife is also there, it should be that the two of them are watching the new year together, so they came to pick up the child together.

The two children were in a mess, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, as if they had just returned from a disaster.

The second lady coughed twice, she didn't cough to hold back her laughter, but she laughed so hard that she couldn't help coughing.

"Sister-in-law, does Brother Shen look like you when you were young? You also rolled in the snow with Mao Maoniang when you were young."

Mrs. Xie said blankly, "Don't mention it, I think..."

The second lady quickly covered her mouth: "Sister-in-law, it's not a good idea to say the word 'death' for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year."

Three eyes fell on her in unison.

The second lady patted her cheeks: "Bah, bah, bah."

Take the two children back, take a bath and change clothes, drink milk tea and eat snacks.

The two children were full and sleepy.

The men talked outside, and the women took their two children and talked about themselves inside.

The second lady embraced the drowsy Song Jiao, and sighed with a smile: "Only at this time is she willing to let me hug her, not usually."

Mrs. Xie patted the heart of Xie Chen who was sleeping on the side, and said with a smile: "You can't bear the burden of what you do by yourself?"

The second lady quickly put her hands together and begged: "Good sister-in-law, good sister-in-law, I didn't say that I don't take care of it, so I have been taught by Brother Shen? Didn't I not even see Mao Mao in the past year?" How many times has it been? Then you allow people to be stupid, I was..."

The corner of her mouth twitched down: "I thought Dad was going to leave me and my family in the bandit village. You are in Liangzhou City, so can I not worry? I just committed a stupidity. I was stupid when I was a child." , it’s not like you don’t know. Then when we were young, we used to talk about each other a lot, and I never talked about you and Momao Niangqin.”

Mrs. Xie smiled: "It's good that you know it. When you do things in the future, you should discuss more with the second master."

The second lady squeezed a melon seed: "I discussed it with him at the time, but he didn't say anything."

Madam Xie's face darkened: "Second Master didn't tell you anything?"

"No, I looked at him at the time and seemed to agree with him, so why don't I..."

Madam Xie put on a straight face, turned her head to look outside, sat up straight, poked her forehead, and said in a low voice: "You are so stupid..."

"Hey, sister-in-law, I can't say..."

"These men are smart, and the second brother didn't tell you anything, and just let you be stupid by yourself, isn't that just playing tricks, is it all his abacus for profit?"

"what?"

"Maomao is favored in front of father, and accepting Maomao as a son, if you make a fuss, he will enjoy it; if you don't make trouble, he will say in front of dad that he doesn't know anything, Turn around to persuade you, persuade you well, and earn another fortune in front of father." Madam Xie hated iron for steel, and poked her again, "You, you, you are so stupid, forget it."

The second lady frowned: "No way? He probably didn't think of it at the time."

Madam Xie sneered and stopped talking.

The second lady quickly put this matter behind her, just like she put away the matter of being embarrassed at the family banquet before, she didn't take it to heart at all, only Mrs. Xie frowned, feeling dissatisfied.

In this matter, the second master hid behind from the beginning to the end, but there was no damage at all. On the contrary, the old master thought that he had treated them badly. I don't dislike the second uncle very much, but I don't like the second aunt very much. The second master can be regarded as reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

At the other end, the second lady hugged Song Jiao and started singing. After singing, she said to Mrs. Xie: "Sister-in-law, when I have a child, I will sing to him like this..."

Song Jiao blinked, obviously woken up by her, but she was embarrassed to say, "Second Aunt, I think...a little...not very..."

The second lady choked, how could this be?

After the Chinese New Year, after the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Garrison Mansion was suddenly quiet for several days, not even the sound of birds flying by.

Because the children are making up their winter vacation homework in the room, they can't come out to play.

In Xie Chen's room, two tables were pushed together, and all the children sat around the table, writing vigorously, with a rustling sound, almost grinding the paper to sparks.

Xie Chen sat in front of the table, with neatly written homework on the left and blank homework on the right.

Holding the pen in his right hand, "the pen is like a dragon and a snake", he left a string of cursive script that he didn't recognize in his homework, and while writing, he unconsciously shouted: "Yeah!"

He was referring to Song Jiao's homework, while the other children were reading Wen Zhi's.

Mu Ying took a pen and paper, leaned over and took a look: "Brother Shen, show me Mao Mao's homework."

Xie Chen domineeringly blocked Song Jiao's homework: "You go to see Zhi Duoxing's, and I'll see Mao Mao's. I borrowed this from Mao Mao. Only I can read it, and you will ruin it."

He finally caused protests from his friends: "Brother Shen, you are too selfish, we can hardly finish writing!"

"We won't break it, Maomao, let us take a look."

Only then did Xie Chen move his hands away amidst their denunciation: "Okay, okay, then come and see."

A group of children centered on two assignments and dispersed separately.

Among this group of children, only Song Jiao and Wen Zhi were free, sitting beside them without a pen and talking.

Wen Zhi asked: "Mamao, when did you finish writing it all?"

Song Jiao said: "I only do a little homework every day, and I didn't finish all of it until yesterday."

"Oh." Wen Zhi nodded, seeming to mention it unintentionally, "I finished all the writing on the first day of vacation."

Song Jiao exclaimed: "Wow! Really? You are so amazing."

"I finished the homework the day Teacher Liu assigned me." Wen Zhi raised his head proudly, "I have been reciting articles with Senior Brother Liu Yi for the past few days, but I am a little slow at reciting."

"Wow, but you're still amazing."

Song Jiao's heartfelt praise made Wen Zhi a little embarrassed.

He paused: "You are also very powerful."

"I'm better than Xie Chen." Song Jiao shook his leg, "When I was writing, I asked Xie Chen to write with me, but he didn't listen to me at all, and always ran out to play. When I was writing yesterday I urged him, I told him there was only one day left, but he still said there was no rush.”

Xie Chen over there is already going crazy.

"Ah! Yay!"

Friends protested: "Brother Shen, don't shout so loudly, it disturbs us."

Xie Chen said: "You all wrote a little bit, but I didn't write a single word. Now I am in the most difficult situation. You are not allowed to argue."

He continued to pick up the pen and began to create cursive script.

Song Jiao couldn't help grinning, Xie Chen was dissatisfied: "I told you not to make noise..."

He looked up and saw that it was Song Jiao, and quickly stopped talking, after all, he had to borrow Song Jiao's homework.

Then there was a knock on the door: "Maomao? Wenzhi?"

Shocked, the children hurriedly put away their homework before asking Song Jiao to open the door.

Song Jiao regained his composure, stepped forward to open the locked door with trepidation: "Master...Senior Brother..."

Liu Yi glanced into the room, covered his eyes, and said softly: "I didn't see anything. It's time to eat, you all come out to eat."

Early the next morning, a group of children with dark circles under their eyes came to the school with heavy steps.

Mr. Liu: It's completely in my expectation, I'm not angry at all.

After the new year, most of the children in the bandit village were seven or eight years old. Master Xie accepted Mr. Liu's suggestion and arranged riding and archery and martial arts courses for them, taught by General Wu.

So from this year onwards, the school curriculum changed to study literature in the morning and martial arts in the afternoon.

Mr. Xie also accepted Song Jiao's suggestion to upgrade Xinxin Banditzhai Kindergarten to Xinxin Banditzhai Primary School.

Song Jiao hugged the system in circles, cheering happily: "After going to kindergarten for five...six...for many years, I can finally go to elementary school!"

He also counted the years before time travel.

The system wept with joy: "Woooooh, Maomao, you are my pride."

Then he prepared a bunch of new stationery for Song Jiao, a scented eraser that transcended time and space and a high-end pencil sharpener. Song Jiao just touched it before being ruthlessly confiscated by the control center.

Song Jiao squeezed the tip of the brush and whispered, "It's okay, I don't need an eraser and a pencil sharpener."

In the next second, an eraser and a pencil sharpener appeared beside him.

Pay you back and pay you back, no exception.

After the beginning of spring, Emperor Qing arrived in Liangzhou City.

The defeated generals came to congratulate the emperor on his enthronement. Of course, the emperor did not need to greet him in person.

So on the day when the Qing Emperor arrived in Liangzhou City, Mr. Xie gave an order, and everything went on as usual. He himself sat firmly in the main seat of the hall, and asked Song Junjun to sit in the vice seat, waiting for the Qing Emperor to come to court.

Song Junshi originally refused, but Mr. Xie said: "Hey, he has given the death order to kill you, and you still avoid him. This is wrong. When it is time to slap, you should slap him in the face. Slap on the top. You are a literati, and you can’t play hard hands. Let me do it. I will do it for you. You will watch from the side. In the future, I will be the emperor, and you will be the prime minister. There are many scenes like this. Practice in advance one time."

Song Junshi had no choice but to wave his hand to ask him to shut up, and then sat down in his seat.

When Emperor Qing came to Liangzhou City, Mr. Xie didn't send a special person to greet him. The children in the school were the most upset.

All of them were sad and dejected.

Why not have a holiday?

Why not have a holiday!

In the martial arts class this afternoon, General Wu brought a few ponies over and taught them how to ride.

Song Jiao was a little scared. When it was his turn, he turned around and said to the people behind him, "I'll change with you..."

Xie Chen shook his head: "No."

Song Jiao puffed his cheeks, and soon it was his turn.

Old General Wu encouraged him: "Hurry up, Maomao, follow what Grandpa just said, go and try it."

Song Jiao walked over, raised his hand, and stroked the pony's mane: "Be good, be good..."

Keep touching, keep touching, and touch dozens of times.

He asked the system in his heart: "Tongtong, can you possess a pony?"

The system sternly refused: "Of course not!"

"……All right."

"Mao, this is for your own good, learn it, and you will be ready soon." The little yellow dog raised the bouquet for cheerleaders and started waving it, "Come on, Maomao! Come on, Maomao!"

Xie Chen took his hand: "Old General Wu, I will ride with Mao Mao."

Old General Wu nodded: "OK."

Xie Chen climbed onto the horse's back with ease, then stretched out his hand towards Song Jiao, and pulled Song Jiao onto the horse as well.

Xie Chen was often dragged onto horseback by his grandfather and father. He had already learned how to ride a horse, and it was a breeze to take Song Jiao with him.

All afternoon, he led Song Jiao to ride horses.

After school, Xie Chen took Song Jiao for a stroll around the Garrison Mansion.

Song Jiao thanked him: "Thank you Brother Shen."

Brother Shen is very generous: "I'm amazing!"

No wonder I took him out to ride a horse, so it was to show off!

Stopping in the corridor, Xie Shen got off his horse: "I'll ride the horse back, you wait for me here."

Song Jiao also got off the horse: "Shall I go with you?"

"No, I want to gallop back alone on a horse, do you dare? If you don't ride a horse, you will not be able to catch up."

Xie Chen hung his schoolbag around his neck, and after saying this, he got on the horse, patted the horse's butt, shouted "drive", and ran away.

A ride to the dust.

Although Song Jiao was reluctant to admit it, she still let out a small "wow".

Holding two schoolbags, he sat down on the railing in the corridor, waiting for Xie Chen to come back.

But before he waited to thank Chen, he waited for a person he didn't want to see at all.

The child was older than him, dressed luxuriously, and had many servants behind him.

"Yo, isn't this the little fool?"

Xie Chen rode the pony back to the stable, returned the pony, seemingly humbly accepted the compliments from the people in the stable, and then ran back to find Song Jiao.

Before he got close, he saw a group of people he had never seen before in the corridor. Song Jiao was standing in the crowd with two schoolbags in his arms, his eyes were red.

But he insisted: "I am no longer from the Qing Kingdom, I don't need to salute the Seventh Prince, I don't want to salute him."

Xie Chen knew that Song Jiao's eyes were shallow, and his eyes would turn red if he was provoked casually, but he was never willing to give in, and would cry every time he was provoked.

After he discovered this pattern, he paid great attention to the scale of teasing Song Jiao, and stopped every time he teased Song Jiao almost, not daring to provoke him too much.

Who are these people?Dare to bully Song Jiao?

"What are you doing?" Xie Chen strode forward, aggressively.