It's hard to seal a fool

On a March day, the bay red horses "clucked" across the street, the willows beside the road were Yiyi, and the passers-by were mostly laughing and laughing, and the clear and crisp sound of horseshoes was neither hurry nor slow.

Song Qingming was bouncing on the saddle, looking unclear.He bet that Dumber is not someone who will take revenge, not to mention a frivolity and a plan have already been cleared up, but he doesn't know what he is going to do at this moment.

Not far away outside the palace gate, there was a carriage parked.

Song Qingming got off his horse, came to the carriage and saluted.A slender and white hand lifted the curtain of the car, revealing a young man who looks like a handsome young man in troubled times.Now he is not what he used to be, and his demeanor is even more extraordinary. Looking at each other, Song Qingming inevitably stares at that face that has been favored by heaven.

But he no longer quietly followed Song Qingming's greedy eyes like before, and finally turned his head awkwardly.The man just looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes were cold.

"The third son of the Song Dynasty is so bold, he underestimated the prince, raised him as a child prostitute, and even sold it wantonly. I don't know how much money the Duke has to redeem your life?"

Song Qingming was taken aback, he had never sold dumb children.But that was done by his mother, and how could he say it to shirk his guilt.

Song Qingming knelt down calmly, "I dare not."

"Almost forgot, Lieutenant Yihui." He sneered, looking down at Song Qingming condescendingly, "Father has already set a date for the expedition—then when you come back,"

Song Qingming raised his head.

"I still want to thank you for your kindness in taking care of me these days," he said playfully, "When you return from the expedition, I will be responsible and repay you one by one."

The four words "report one by one" carried a cold breath, which inexplicably made Song Qingming's body tremble.

The carriage rumbled away, as if he had spent a lot of trouble in meeting Song Qingming just to say this, so that Song Qingming would always remember it in his heart tremblingly even when he was far away at the border, so that he could not forget each other.In the distance, the cold voice in the carriage threw out six words.

"Remember, my name is Zhao Xi."

There are gangsters, such as gold such as tin, such as Gui as bi.

Song Qingming bowed and knelt down to watch the carriage go away, and repeated the name Zhao Xi in his mouth.

Song Qingming then went to Zhou Mansion.

Zhou Chongguan was pushing a four-wheeled cart to read in the courtyard. When Song Qingming passed by, he was turning a page.

"You know the form of Hunyi now," Zhou Chongguan read the book, and said without waiting for him to answer, "Speaking of it, the struggle of Hunyi will not be less than that of our Dawu."

"Why did Master say that?"

"The newly appointed King Zuo Xian, Yu Wenzhi, the thirteenth prince of the grassland, has surpassed his brothers of the same race since he was a child, and he is the only one who is favored by Shan Yu with seven points. You must know that now Dawu wants to drive out the barbarians, and the barbarians also want to enter Main Central Plains."

"Yu Wenzhi?"

"That's right," Zhou Chongguan saw Song Qingming grabbing the key point, and turned to look at him. "This man can be said to be the sun on the grassland, the proud son of heaven...but at the age of more than 20 years, Shan Yu let him sit on the position of King Zuo Xian, and handed over nearly [-] cavalry from several tribes to him. It can be seen that Human ability is outstanding.”

"Master told me to be vigilant against this person."

"In the future on the battlefield, you are very likely to meet him. You are my most proud disciple, and you will also be the Northwest of Dawu in the future. He will be the first strong enemy you face."

Song Qingming thought of Zhao Xi's sentence "wait for you to return from the expedition", and now the master said so again, it seems that the sage's ambition to go to the northwest is imperative.

Song Qingming bent down and knelt to bid farewell to Zhou Chongguan, every word was sonorous and forceful. "Your disciples must bear in mind Master's teachings, and sharpen the blade with blood. I hope that one day, wherever my war horse treads, it will be the king's land."

He returned home, obeyed Zhou Chongguan's order, and stayed behind closed doors for a few days. Later, he really came down with a decree. The saint kissed the young Huaihua Zhonglang general Jiang Chongshi, named him General Zhuangwu, and led [-] troops to the expedition.

There was an uproar in the hall.

Jiang Chongshi was in his early thirties, but his age was naturally considered a junior among a group of veterans.The sage intends to promote young and sharp generals, and it also makes those old people feel uncomfortable. I heard that Ning Buqing's father, General Qianniuwei, has some criticisms about this matter.

Song Qingming, as the school lieutenant of Yihui, was also on the expedition, and he was the general who commanded thousands of people.

"It's just a 15-year-old boy, but he can actually be a commander... just wait, he will definitely come back in a few years!" Many people gritted their teeth, waiting to see Song Qingming's good show.

On the teahouse, Zhao Jin and Zhao Xi sat opposite each other, with the fragrance of tea filling their teeth, Zhao Jin smiled slightly. "The Third Young Master Song is not a mortal, but a few years ago Ning Jing was known as a dude, and now he has done something suddenly, it's normal for everyone not to believe it."

"Regardless of his character, he does have this ability." Zhao Xi said indifferently, "Although he is not good at writing, his martial arts are outstanding, and he knows how to be patient and make good use of people. His name must be in the military exploits book."

"Oh?" Zhao Jin looked at him with an inquiring look in his eyes, "You seldom treat people like this. In other words, I meant to introduce him as a confidant..."

"This person's character is not good, the second brother is still exempt."

Zhao Jin shook her head and suddenly laughed lowly.I don't know if that person is really misbehaving, or his sixth younger brother just wants to protect him.

It's a pity that Song Qingming didn't hear these words.If he heard it, maybe he would understand that Zhao Xi is indeed someone who really understands him.

At this moment, Song Qingming was still joking with Qin Shou in Renhe Hall.

Ever since he healed the dumb, oh no, Zhao Xi's poisoned voice, Song Qingming rarely saw Qin Shou again.A few days ago Song Qingming asked about the shopkeeper of Renhetang, the shopkeeper only said that Qin Shou had a letter from his home, and after he read it, he set off for Shu again.

It's not that Song Qingming didn't know that Qin Shou was the owner of Renhetang, but Qin Shou's family had been farmers for generations before, so he asked Song Qingming to come here this time for the Western Expedition against barbarians.

There are some things that just have medical skills and financial resources are useless, and you have to rely on power.

Qin Shou said in a deep voice: "The village recruited strong men and my father. He is old and his legs are not good. I am the eldest son of the family. I would like to ask you to help me join the army for my father..."

"Filial piety is commendable," Song Qingming nodded Qin Shou's shoulder and said with a smile, "No problem, I will transfer you to be my personal soldier when the time comes."

"It's that simple?"

"You underestimate me too. Go to the street and ask, Song Qingming! Lieutenant Yihui! Is there anyone who doesn't know the majesty of my son-in-law?"

"Pfft," Qin Shou laughed out loud, and saluted in line with his prestige, "Then my subordinates should thank the captain first."

The two laughed.

"It's just right, I can supervise you when you go to the army. If you practice too hard on yourself at your age, it may affect your height in the future. Martial arts is second, and a man must be tall and mighty."

"What about you?" Song Qingming glanced at Qin Shou. This guy's height has always been a flaw.

Qin Shou pretended to be angry, and slapped him with his palm, "You have the guts, this is my son."

"Let Dad teach you how to be a man!"

So the two were still chatting and laughing at the first moment, and wrestled into a ball at the next moment.

The day of departure is coming soon.On that day, all the streets in Ningjing City were empty.

"Ugh-"

The trumpets sounded long, and the turrets at the gate of the city were crowded with spectators. On the high platforms of teahouses and taverns, there were people standing along the street to see them off.

By Song Qingming's side, Promising to Get Rich is also wearing armor. The Duke of the State returned their deeds of prostitution, arranged for them to be good people's household registrations, and let them be Song Qingming's personal soldiers to protect him on the battlefield.

Mrs. Lu personally sent the cloak to his son, muttering that he would come back safely and win a chance to pay homage to his prime minister.Grandpa Guo patted his son on the shoulder, his eyes were complicated and mixed with relief.

"Peace." In the end, he only spit out these two words.

Most of the relatives around came to see him off. The two sisters Qingting and Qingyun wore veiled hats and packed dry food and clothes sewn by themselves for their brother.The two girls, Qing Ting is 16 years old and will be married this year; Qing Yun is 14 years old and just turned Ji last winter, and their marriage has already been decided.Song Qingming felt melancholy when he thought that the two sisters should no longer be at her natal home after returning.

He turned his head to look at Song Qingshu who came to see him off on leave.

"Brother..." He shouted in a deep voice, bowing his hands and saluting, "If I come back shrouded in horse leather in the future, and my brother is unfilial and unrighteous, please join me in taking care of my parents."

The Lu family used to have a lot of research on Song Qingshu, and Song Qingming also knew about it.

"Ming'er..." Lu couldn't hold back anymore, and burst into tears.

Song Qingming finally bowed down and knelt down to bid farewell to his parents.

"Woo—" the horn sounded again.

Song Qingming rode on a horse in military uniform. The red Buddhist robe and red cloak were mixed together to form a red piece, and he wore iron armor weighing more than ten kilograms.He looked back, and what he left for his family was that handsome but slightly youthful face. He was so bold and calm that people couldn't help admiring him, what a young general!Going thousands of miles to the military plane, Guanshan is like flying.Shuo Qi spreads to the golden watchman, and the cold shines on the iron clothes.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

Qin Shouhe and Facai hoped to follow Song Qingming, from Ningjing to the northwest frontier, a mighty army of [-] marched towards the battlefield.

At the same time, on the vast grassland, eagles soared in the sky, and dozens of horses and horses passed by in the distance. One of them was wearing a golden crown, dressed in frost-colored clothes, and a wolf skin around his shoulders. He was a burly and good man.

I saw him riding on Queen Youxian, with outstanding demeanor, and the people who greeted him outside the tent looked at each of them and praised him, thinking about it in their own minds.

"Worthy of being the Zuoxian King, the young eagle has just grown up, and now Shanyu has a right arm and a left arm. When the grass grows and the horses are fat in autumn, our family will be able to break into the second pass of Xiaotong. From then on, the fertile land of the Central Plains will be thousands of miles away. It's all about Shan Yu!"

"The demeanor of Zuo Xianwang is better than that of Shanyu, even You Xianwang is at this age, and he will be willing to bow down."

The old Shanyu laughed loudly when people around him complimented him so much, the man got off his horse, raised his hands and half-kneeled in salute, "Father."

"My son's riding skills have improved again, that's right, he's better than your elder brother." Old Shanyu raised his hand to help him up and pointed, while the Youxian King who had just dismounted beside him looked ugly.

Why do you compare him with yourself everywhere, who is the heir to the throne!King You Xian took a deep breath, and was about to go to salute, Yu Wenzhi stood up and said firstly: "Father, I heard that the Central Plains is ready to move, and my son asked to be the commander. Shut it off, take the Yinli again!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, Youxian King was speechless, and the queen on the side glared quietly at her son who was not up to date, and she was one step behind in everything.But Lao Shanyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed again.

"Okay, I, a man from the prairie, should have this ambition," Old Shanyu seemed unaware, and just patted him on the shoulder, "Let me butcher pigs and cook sheep for my father, and practice it for you!"

"Thank you, Father!"

In an instant, congratulations and praises sounded from all around again, and those who felt strange put on two faces.Everyone followed the old Shanyu into the tent, slammed cups together, and drank happily. Outside the tent, the wind was blowing and the grass was low, and the clouds were gathering. In the sky, two eagles competed one after another. Howling in the air.

"Woo—" the horn sounded again.

In the face of turmoil, natural selection, and what the future will be like, who can predict it.

The author says:

finally set off