The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Mr. Xie once again recruited troops and used veterans to fight on the battlefield.

On the day of the expedition, he wore blood-stained armor and rode on a tall horse.

Speaking in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, he was full of energy.

Before leaving, he turned his head and took one last look at Fengxiang City.

The new city, which has only been built for more than ten years, has not experienced any weather, and it still looks the same as when he first came.

In a blink of an eye, it is ten years.

As soon as he turned his head, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes not far away.

Song Jiao rode a horse and was coming here, shouting "Thank you, grandpa".

Master Xie turned his horse's head and eased his expression: "Why did Mao Mao come here? Who told you?"

Song Jiao rode a horse and stopped in front of him: "Brother Shen told me."

Master Xie looked back and saw that Xie Chen was also riding on the horse, but he was still holding the helmet instead of wearing it.

Master Xie said: "I didn't mean to tell you, I didn't mean to make you worry."

Song Jiao said: "I wanted to pretend I didn't know, but after thinking about it, I decided to come over and give it away."

He pursed his lips, and took out a safety talisman from his sleeve: "This is for grandpa, grandpa, be careful all the way."

"Okay." Mr. Xie tore off the rope, and originally wanted to hang it around his neck, but the helmet was too big and he couldn't put it on, so he had to put the thing in his arms in the end.

Song Jiao rode the horse again, and came in front of Xie Chen.

Needless to say, Xie Chen lowered his head slightly in front of him, and Song Jiao took out another safety amulet to hang on him, and then took the helmet from his hand.

Xie Chen knew he would come.

Song Jiao helped him put the helmet back on, and lightly touched his face with the hands on both sides.

Neither of them spoke, just looked at each other silently, but quickly looked away.

Song Jiao thought for a while, and finally said only one sentence: "Safe journey, ever victorious."

Xie Chen nodded, and solemnly agreed: "Okay."

Mr. Xie said: "Okay, Mao Mao, let's go, I will be back around this time next year."

"Okay." Song Jiao waved his hands slightly at them: "Grandpa, bye, brother Shen."

The tens of thousands of people began to march, Song Jiao turned his head to look, and rode a horse to the city gate.

Seeing off today, the crown prince and the crown princess, as well as civil and military officials are all there.

Song Jiao got off the horse and called out: "Godfather, godmother."

Mrs. Xie took his hand and felt that he had lost a lot of weight: "Maomao, when do you want to go back? Stay for a meal?"

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Song Jiao was in the crowd and saw someone she knew.

Jiang Ping was promoted to the governor of Fengxiang Mansion this year, and he was dressed in green robes.

Wen Zhi and Chu Heng became officials as first-class officials, and now they are studying together in Lantai. Lantai used to be the place where they studied.According to the rules, Shinke Scholars have to study for one year.

As for Senior Brother Liu... Liu Zhi, the defenseman of Qiangzhou City, who is not well supervised, is Grandpa Liu's nephew. At that time, Mr. Xie said in anger that he wanted to exile him. After half of the exile, he called him back. It is demotion.

Brother Liu knew that His Majesty was impatient with the Liu family, so he made a decision and retreated bravely.Now I follow my grandfather and teach in Taixue, and I plan to settle down for two years.

Grandpa Liu didn't have any objections. He used to be a teacher, he was full of peaches and plums, and he lived a comfortable life.

Like Gong Yixiu and Liu Juanyun, who are far away from the center of the situation in troubled times, as long as they don't meet such an absurd and stupid emperor like Emperor Qing, they will generally not end badly.

Tai Xue was also dressed in Tsing Yi, Liu Yi stood behind the team and smiled at Song Jiao.

Song Jiao went back to the palace with his godfather and mother, and had lunch with them.

Mrs. Xie said that he was too thin, so she gave him a bunch of vegetables and asked him to eat more.

Mrs. Xie still wanted him to move back, so she mentioned it, knowing that Song Jiao's willingness to keep his filial piety was firm, so she stopped mentioning it.

After lunch, Mrs. Xie ordered Xiaodong Palace to be cleaned up, and Song Jiao was asked to take an afternoon nap.

Song Jiao lay on the familiar bed, in a trance, as if she had returned to the carefree twelve or thirteen years old.

Several grandfathers were discussing matters in the emperor's bedroom not far away, and when they argued, their voices could be heard in the Xiaodong Palace.Xie Chen lived opposite, before he woke up, he pushed open the door, rushed in to disturb him, and asked him to get up to play with him.

Upon waking up, Song Jiao let go of her gaze and looked at the top of the tent, suddenly feeling lost, as if something was missing in her heart.

Seeing that he was still so dull, the system said, "Maomao, come back after a long time, and find a friend for dinner? Go to Tianranju, okay?"

Song Jiao paused for a while, then sat up: "OK, let's go."

At this time the sun had not yet set, Song Jiao put on her clothes, thought about it, and went straight to Lantai.

Lantai was renovated and expanded, but because of the death of Prime Minister Song, it was put on hold temporarily, so only half of it was repaired.

Half of it is Feiliang Huadong, and the other half is still how they looked when they were studying.

Song Jiao sat in the corridor of the old place, tilted his head, and through the open window, he could see the collection of books lined up inside, and the officials carefully turning the pages of the books.

He sat and waited for a while, and not long after, Wen Zhi walked past the window with a book in his hand, raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw him.

"Mamao!"

Wen Zhi wanted to go around and walk through the door, but when he took a look, it was too far away, so he put down the book directly, dropped the hem of his clothes, and turned it out from the window.

Song Jiao stood up and waved to him: "Zhi Duoxing."

Then Chu Heng heard it too, and ran over to see that it was really him, with exactly the same movements, he also came out through the window.

"I thought you would go back after you came here. I just told Wen Zhi that it's a pity that I didn't have a meal with you."

Wen knew: "It's not time to quit work yet, so come in and sit for a while, and we'll go have dinner together when we quit work."

Fearing that Song Jiao would run away, the two friends took his hands from left to right and led him inside.

Only when you look at Lantai from the inside can you see it more completely.

In front of you are dozens of bookshelves reaching to the roof, and the shelves are full of books, and the palace people are pushing wooden ladders with wheels to walk among them.

On the other side are dozens of seats separated by screens, and everyone’s seat is filled with scrolls. Everyone is turning the pages of books or picking up pens, and they are all very serious and meticulous.

Two friends took him to one of the seats and made him sit down.

Wen Zhi said softly: "You sit here with me for a while."

"Okay." As soon as Song Jiao sat down in front of the case, he subconsciously picked up his pen, then paused, then turned to look at his friends, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Two friends sat down beside him, and Chu Heng said: "Mamao, we are now editing books, editing a few unified scriptures of the Qi State, and after sorting them out, they will be directly printed and distributed by the imperial court for scientific research. Are you interested in joining us?" ?”

Song Jiao paused: "Let's talk about it later."

"Row."

The three talked for a while, and soon it was time to leave the class. Song Jiao and two friends left the palace together.

"Go to Tianranju for dinner?"

"Yeah." Song Jiao thought for a while, "Let's go to Taixue to find Senior Brother Liu, and then to Senior Brother Jiang, and have dinner together."

"Row."

When a group of people arrived at Taixue, it happened that Taixue was also out of school. Song Jiao and his friends stood aside with their hands in their hands, searching for the trace of Senior Brother Liu in the crowd.

When they saw him, the three of them waved to him together: "Senior Brother Liu."

Holding the book in her arms, Liu Yi looked up to see them, smiled, and walked towards them.

Among the crowd, Song Jiao suddenly saw a familiar person.

But the man turned his face sideways, and when he saw him, he turned and ran away.

Song Jiao was puzzled, and didn't dare to ask until Tianranju, "Wen Zhi, what happened to Wang Kuang? Didn't he join the army earlier?"

When they were still in Taixue, Wang Kuang went to join the army.

After so many things happened, Song Jiao didn't hear much about him.

Wen Zhi's face darkened, and he said, "When he joined the army, he injured one eye. Did you see him just now?"

"He turned his face sideways, I didn't see clearly."

"He hurt his left eye, and his grandfather refused to let him join the army, so he sent him to Taixue again."

Song Jiao was speechless.

When Wang Kuang went to join the army, he knew about it and even persuaded him.

Song Jiao didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse to make it like this.

Chu Heng said: "Don't be sad, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and it is common for people to be injured and die."

Liu Yidao: "I taught Wang Kuang a lesson, and he wasn't so narrow-minded. He made the decision at the beginning, he fought hard, and he didn't regret it. It's his family, his grandfather is really..."

Song Jiao nodded: "The senior brother, if you are free, please tell him for me, just say 'don't be ashamed, one defeat is nothing'."

"it is good."

Everyone quickly changed the subject, did not ask for wine, replaced wine with tea, and ate a meal in a friendly manner.

Song Jiao slept in Xiaodong Palace for one night, and set off early the next morning to return to Liangzhou City.

Unknowingly, another year passed. During this year, the Qi army was very powerful, and went all the way south, sweeping thousands of troops, and approaching the capital of Qing Kingdom.

This spring, the sun melted the snow.

Song Jiao got up as usual, washed and dressed, and took the system to burn incense in front of his grandfather's grave.

Then he went back to the room, sat down in front of the desk, turned over a page of the calendar, and suddenly found that today is the vernal equinox.

Song Jiao thought for a while, and picked up the system—the little Persian cat.

The system asks: "Are you not writing an article today?"

"Today is the vernal equinox, let's cook something delicious and eat it with grandpa."

"Great."

Song Jiao picked up the small bamboo basket placed behind the door, put the system in it, and picked it up again.

He put on the bamboo hat and picked up the bamboo stick leaning against the wall. The snow was not easy to walk on, and it was easy to slip and fall.

So out the door.

Grandpa's tomb is on the mountain outside Liangzhou City, Song Jiao lives in a remote place, Fengxiang City sends people over every five days to give him things, and he occasionally goes down the mountain to buy something himself.

Song Jiao leaned on a bamboo stick and walked on the mountain road. After about half an hour, he arrived at the foot of the mountain.

There is a market at the foot of the mountain, and he is familiar with the local vendors.

They all knew that there was a young champion man on the mountain over there, who was keeping filial piety for his grandfather.

Seeing him coming, the vendors greeted him: "Maomao, what do you want to buy today? Would you like some of the newly arrived cloth?"

"Mamao, the duck that has just been fattened up, do you want to have one?"

"Maomao, the pheasant I just hunted, it's not easy to hunt pheasants these days."

Song Jiao shrank her neck: "I dare not kill chickens."

"Oh, I already knew it, I'll help you kill it, and you can come and get it later."

"That's fine." Song Jiao gave the deposit and carried a small bamboo basket on his back to go to see other places.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horseshoes not far away, and the peddler lifted the chicken coop with one hand, grabbed Song Jiao's sleeve with the other, and pulled him aside.

The peddlers moved quickly, and they all fled in a hurry.

Song Jiao still didn't understand what happened, but when he looked back, he saw the horse's hooves flying in the dust, and a small team of about ten soldiers, riding horses, stepped past the place where they set up a stall just now.

Some hawkers didn't have time to tidy up, they just ran over in time, and all their things were trampled.

Song Jiao watched, the group of people were all wearing uniform uniforms, as if they were under Wang Erdang's family.

It didn't take long for the squad to walk away.

Song Jiao asked: "Who are they? Why are they so rampant?"

A peddler said, "It's the grandson of the Second Lord."

"Ah? Wang Kuang?" Song Jiao frowned, "That wasn't him just now."

"Not this one, but another one."

"Another one?" Song Jiao was even more confused, "Wang Erdang has no other grandsons."

"Maomao, you don't know, the Wang Kuang you mentioned ran away from the Wang family a few years ago."

"Ran?"

"Yeah, I ran to join the army. Wang Erdang didn't want to care about him anymore, so he let him go. I heard that he also injured one eye. Some people here saw him in the army a few years ago, wearing an eye. Where's the blindfold?"

"Then the one just now?"

"It was brought by Wang Erdang's family from a side branch, called Wang Yun. We heard from colleagues in Fengxiang City that he used to ride horses in Fengxiang City. You’re presumptuous, recently came to our place to hunt, didn’t catch anything, just rode around all day. Fortunately, it’s winter and the crops haven’t been harvested yet, otherwise he would have trampled them all.”

Song Jiao asked, "Doesn't the defense of Liangzhou City not matter?"

"Nowadays the battle is tense. Most of the Wang family are military generals. The garrison can't be provoked. Of course he doesn't dare to take care of it. He just said a few words."

Song Jiao pursed the corners of her lips and said, "Then you go to the city to set up a stall, and I'll go find the guard."

"Oh, forget it, anyway, Wang Yun will soon get bored and leave immediately."

"He is like this, not only in Liangzhou City, but also in other places." Song Jiao thought for a while, "Don't worry, he won't let other people get angry."

Song Jiao entered the city with a small bamboo basket on his back, took off the jade plaque hanging around his waist, and went to the Garrison Mansion to ask for an audience.

Not long after, the Liangzhou defense came out.

"Young Master Song, if you are far away, welcome, if you are far away, please come inside."

The guard welcomed him into the hall, asked him to sit on the main seat, and served tea.

Song Jiao put the bamboo basket at his feet, and cut straight to the point: "Master Guard, when I came, I saw Wang Yun from the Wang family, he led people through wantonly, stepped on the things of the common people, I heard that he has been here for several days, my lord Do you know about this?"

The guard looked embarrassed: "Young master, of course I know about this matter. The second master Wang came to Liangzhou and lived in my house."

He pointed to the broken and trampled railing in front of the hall: "Look, young master."

"Is this what the Wang family meant?"

"It can be regarded as." The guard nodded, "Young master, I don't know something. Mr. Wang went to join the army a few years ago and was injured. The second master, just take good care of this little one who just arrived, for fear that he will also be injured." Where does it hurt. It was originally from a side branch, but in just one year, it has become such a lawless look."

The guard continued: "A few days ago, he insisted that staying in Fengxiang City was boring in winter, and told Erdang that he would come to hunt. The Erdang didn't respond to him, so he brought him here personally. I was very careful. Accompanying him respectfully. It didn't take long for the military affairs to be handled by the second leader, and the second leader went back first, so he was left here."

"If I can get him to stay here and not move, he can tear down my house, but he... I really can't persuade him, so I can only coax him, hoping that when he will leave, Liangzhou City It will be clean."

Song Jiao lowered his eyes: "This is not possible."

"Of course not. He caused troubles in other places, but no one dared to take care of him. That is, he rode a horse in Fengxiang City and injured a pedestrian. He was hung up by Lord Yinjiang of Fengxiang Mansion and beaten with a whip. , Wang Erdao scolded Mr. Jiang for three days in the street."

"Except Lord Jiang, no one dares to take care of it. But Lord Jiang is only Fengxiang's governor, and he can't take care of the affairs of Liangzhou City. If he takes care of it, I'm afraid that Wang Er will be in charge again... We really can't take care of it, young master. You are so considerate, I will pay for the broken things, but you want me to do something else."

Guard shook his head helplessly: "I really can't do it."

Song Jiao nodded: "Okay, I understand."

If Wang Yun were to be taught a lesson in Liangzhou City, he might be angry with the people of Liangzhou City, and Song Jiao didn't want to force him to defend.

He thought for a while, and said: "Please lend me a pen and paper, sir, and I will write a letter to Fengxiang City."

"Naturally."

Song Jiao wrote two letters, one to Senior Brother Jiang Pingjiang, the current governor of Fengxiang, and the only one who beat Wang Yun; the other was to his grandfather, Old General Wu.

In fact, this is also to be expected.

In the past year, Grandpa Xie has devoted himself to the war and appointed veteran generals. Now all the people in the whole country are soldiers.

In a family, whoever has the most generals will be more powerful.

Wang's family is such a family. Wang Erdang's family followed Xie Laodang to fight the country, and Wang Erdang's sons were all military generals. Under such protection, Wang Yun was naturally lawless.

To control such a family of military generals, we can only use the law, or invite another general.

So Song Jiao thought of his grandfather.

He is also considered a senior figure, if he is willing to find a few generals to speak out together, Wang Erdang's family will not refuse to listen, this will also preserve the dignity of the Wang family, and will not embarrass their family too much.

If the Wang family is smart, they can restrain Wang Yun, and they will live in peace from now on.

Song Jiao folded the two letters, put them in an envelope, and handed them to the guard: "Please send someone to deliver to Brother Jiang and my grandfather."

After finishing this task, Song Jiao picked up the bamboo basket and prepared to go back.

The guard sent him to the door, just at this time, Wang Yun came back with someone.

Song Jiao glanced at him, then looked at the guard: "My lord, then I'll go back first."

"Okay, Young Master Song, go slowly."

Just as Song Jiao was about to leave, Wang Yun whistled at him.

He got off his horse, dropped the rein, and asked frivolously, "Lin Shoubei, whose son is this? Why haven't I seen it before? It's so good-looking."

The impropriety in his tone was obvious, and the guard was a little panicked: "Second Master, don't be rude, this is Song..."

Song Jiao turned around and asked, "Didn't you hear your brother mention me?"

Wang Yun smiled and said: "My brother is a useless person." He put up a finger, put it in the middle of his face, then closed one eye, imitating Wang Kuang's appearance: "He is like this now."

The followers behind him laughed, and Song Jiao also laughed.

Song Jiao smiled, and said lightly: "Your brother was as rampant as you when he was young, he spoke ill of me and my grandfather, and in the end, I and His Royal Highness Taisun pushed him to the ground and wiped the cow dung on his face."

Wang Yun was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized.

He was brought to Fengxiang from the countryside by Wang Erdang's family for only a year. Although he had never seen him, he had heard of it.

His Royal Highness Taisun was young and brave, and paid homage to the general at sixteen.

Another highness who is younger than the grandson, but is the elder brother, the grandson of Prime Minister Song, is also young and intelligent, and has won three yuan in succession.

The most important thing is that His Majesty values ​​these two His Majesty the most. He should take everything with him. If he thinks about them first, the two of them will burn His Majesty's beard. Your Majesty can only say one thing——

"Well done! Beautifully done!"

Wang Yun is used to being lawless, but he is not stupid either.

These two people are definitely not something he can afford.

Wang Yun quickly put away his hippie smile, even if he was pretending, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Song Jiao.

Song Jiaodao: "I, His Highness Taisun, and your brother fought and swore to never communicate with each other when we were young. But after growing up, we reconciled. His Highness Taisun and your brother were both on the battlefield. Your brother It’s not funny to be wounded for the country.”

Wang Yun nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's not funny."

Song Jiao paused for a moment, not daring to speak too much, lest he turn his head and vent his anger on others.

"I heard that you came to hunt. It's still winter, so there may not be many prey." Song Jiao nodded at him, and left with the bamboo basket on his back.

After Song Jiao left, Wang Yun turned his head and kicked down a follower casually: "What's so crazy..."

He was so cowardly that he only dared to complain behind his back, he didn't even dare to speak louder.

Song Jiao went to the market to buy something, took the pheasant that the vendor helped him handle, and was about to go back.

When I got home, it was already noon, I had a simple lunch, took a nap, got up to write some articles, sorted out what I saw and felt in Liangzhou City today, and turned it into a memorial on how to prevent generals from self-respecting.

He stayed in Liangzhou for a year, and it wasn't like he was idle all day. He wrote notebooks and articles, and sent them to Fengxiang City, and to Mr. Xie, because he communicated a lot with the people. Although the things he said were very simple, they were also very important. .

The court has already been referring to his memorials, and some of the methods he proposed have also begun to be implemented.

After writing the memorial, Song Jiao began to prepare dinner.

Song Jiao worshiped his grandfather first with chicken, duck, wine and meat, and talked with him for a while before preparing his own dinner.

Raising people in the mountains and forests, Song Jiao's daily life is plain and fulfilling, and his mood has changed from grief at the beginning to calm and indifferent now. Although he has lost weight, his complexion has improved a lot.

It was as if grandpa was by his side, discussing the memorial with him and telling him how to deal with this matter.

A few days later, Song Jiao went down the mountain again. Sure enough, the vendors at the foot of the mountain said that Wang Yun had already left, as if he was called back by Wang Er.

Song Jiao felt relieved, bought some things with them, and went back to the mountain alone.

Another month passed without knowing it, and that night, Song Jiao was preparing to pack up and go to bed, when someone knocked on the door of the room suddenly.

"Young Master Song, something happened to Mr. Jiang." It was the voice of Liangzhou's guards, and his voice was anxious, "Wang Yun robbed a civilian girl, and the woman committed suicide. Mr. Jiang took him into custody. Unexpectedly, Wang Yun was beaten in prison. After a meal, from now on, we can't... Wang Erdang's family has fallen out with Mr. Jiang, and Mr. Jiang has been locked up."