It's hard to seal a fool

"The banquet will end, but we will meet again eventually."

Outside the east gate, Qin Shou bid farewell to Song Qingming, "The rivers and lakes are far away, you can stay in Ningjing, there are so many strange people and strange things among the people, I will also ask you if there is a way to completely restore your eyesight."

Song Qingming nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

"Our friendship, whether you say thank you or not, I watched you grow up." Qin Shou raised his eyebrows with a proud face. "That's right, Daddy's a big boy."

"Fight again!" Song Qingming raised his fist.

They finally got on their horses, followed by soldiers, Qian Ting and the others stood at the gate of the city to see each other off.

The heavy snow fell again, and this year it seemed to be snowing more, Qin Shouan and they parted ways until the mountain circuit turned and the king was gone, leaving the horses in the snow.

"Where are we going now, daughter-in-law?" The carriage was bumping, and the heater in Qin Shou's hand was still warm.

"Let's go to Hexi Fucheng first, there is the last trace of my mother."

"to make."

An He leaned next to Qin Shou, slightly raised the corners of his lips.

She was once forced to leave her mother, hated by her father, and used by her brother, but now she has finally waited for this day, with someone she loves by her side, and can pursue the life she wants.

The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly. When you see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy.

Ten days later, Song Qingming returned to Ningjing.

Zhao Jin stood at the top of the city to greet him personally, and the army was stationed outside the city. Zhao Jin allowed him to enter the city on horseback. People crowded the roads, pavilions and terraces to welcome General Yunhui's triumphant return.

There was wave after wave of cheers, fruit was thrown into the car, girls handkerchiefs were flying all over the place, of course most of them were aimed at the handsome virtuous prince.

"My lord! My lord!"

"What's the use of being good-looking," the men said, not to be outdone, "General Song is mighty! General Song is mighty!"

The street was bustling with joy, and Song Qingming suddenly remembered the insults and ridicule of the people around him when he was defeated in the war and entered Beijing, sitting in the prison car.

Only Hua Youdao and Ning Buqing stood up and scolded him back one by one. In the next few days, they kept fighting with people everywhere, and they didn't make a sound until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.When I came back, I told him with a smile that dogs can’t spit out ivory, but those people can only spit dung!

Song Qingming couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, and he didn't know where the two guys were wandering now.

He ran side by side with Zhao Xi, pretending to be sour, he picked up the handkerchief on Zhao Xima's buttocks and shook it. "It's so welcome, my lord."

Zhao Xi gave him a teasing look, twisted the handkerchief with two fingers and handed it to a girl by the side of the road.It's polite not to give up on the ground, and there was an exclamation in the attic, and I don't know which lady's heart was broken.

According to etiquette, Song Qingming had to go back to the Duke's mansion to take a bath and change clothes before going to see the saint.

"Zhao Xi," he called to stop Zhao Xi who was about to leave at the intersection, "You haven't been to Duke Wei's mansion for a long time, right?"

Zhao Xi raised his eyebrows.

"drive!"

The two rode their horses away, and Lao Zao also smelled the smell of returning home. He spread his horse's hooves and ran fast, turned around several intersections, and came to the front of the Duke's mansion, but the gate of the mansion was ajar, and there was no one there.

Song Qingming and Zhao Xi looked at each other, jumped off the horse, touched Lao Zao's hair on the temples, walked forward hesitantly, and slowly pushed the door open with a "squeak".

Suddenly, firecrackers crackled, suona blew loudly, and Laozao raised his horseshoes and shouted loudly. The servants rushed out in two rows and held high the couplets.

"Shanglian: Putting down the civil strife and respecting the heroes!"

"The second line: Expel foreign enemies and celebrate the New Year!"

"Hengban: Saburo Song!"

It is expected to walk out from the middle holding a horizontal banner, followed by the Duke Song Qianyuan and mother Lu Shi, the elder brother Song Qingshu is supporting the sister-in-law who is holding her pregnant belly, the second sister Song Qingting is holding a pink and jade-carved boy, and a scholar is standing beside him A man in a green shirt, his younger sister Song Qingyun held Wei Ziqi's hand and held a baby in her arms.

Everyone said in unison: "Welcome home!"

If Qin Shou were here, he would have laughed out of time and shouted at She Niu, but the scene was really serious and embarrassing, especially when a certain prince was standing beside him calmly, nodding his head and talking without saluting.

Song Qingming showed a complex expression, "Who came up with the idea?"

"Of course it's your sister and me." Song Qingyun waved her hand, "Brother, you couldn't accompany us to celebrate the New Year. I think it's a pity to come to the border. I made it up for you. You're welcome!"

"thanks, thanks."

Song Qingming was busy gathering up the couplets, but the servants had quickly brought in ladders and paint buckets, glued them on the door panel, set up the ladders and hung up the banners.

Looking at the four big characters on the door, a smile flashed in Zhao Xi's eyes, Song Qingming: "..."

"Sanlang of the Song family, okay." Song Qianyuan touched his beautiful beard, very proud, "It's thanks to my old Song's ability, otherwise Dawu would lose a pillar of talent."

"Bragging you," Zhou Chongguan came over pushing a four-wheeled cart, "It's clear that I teach well. I heard you crackling here next door, and I knew it was the kid Qingming who came back."

He turned his head to see Zhao Xi, still a little surprised, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two.

Song Qianyuan was very excited, and hurriedly greeted Song Qingming, saying: "Old Zhou came just in time, Qingming, come to see the ceremony quickly, your master Zhou moved the mansion here, and now we are close neighbors."

"Master." Song Qingming cupped his hands in salute.

Zhao Xi looked around, nodded slightly and looked at him. "Since you have arrived home, I will go back to the palace to report on my duties first."

"Let's go, let's go in and have a hot meal." Song Qianyuan was striding forward to push Zhou Chongguan, he hesitated for a moment, and reached out his hand to Zhao Xi. "My lord, come too."

Zhao Xi was taken aback for a moment, Lu wanted to say something but held back, Song Qingming hurriedly pushed Zhao Xi inside. "Eat and eat!"

Zhao Xi was pushed and shoved, showing a helpless smile.

Until everyone was seated, the bowls and chopsticks were ready and the dishes were on the plate. A large group of people sat at three tables.

At the same time, Wei Ziqi was cooking a meal. Compared with Zhao Xi who was eating elegantly, Song Qingyun was snickering all the time. Seeing this, he quickly stepped on Song Qingyun's foot under the table, and held a piece of meat at the table. She chewed triumphantly.

Song Qingyun lost her temper and stomped back hard.

"Ah!" Wei Ziqi let out a scream, and suddenly, the dinner table was completely silent.

"Let the prince forgive me, two children who haven't grown up yet." Song Qianyuan smiled and apologized.

Song Qingming propped his head on his hands, and cast a sharp glance at Song Qingyun from the corner of his eye. It was Zhao Xi's first official visit, but who knew it would lead to such a scene.

"Tomorrow."

"Hey, mother." Song Qingming immediately turned his head and looked at Mrs. Lu with a smile.

"This time you have made such great military achievements, can you get a reward?" Mrs. Lu has aged a lot in recent years, looking even more haggard, but his face is full of joy. Quite a few."

"That is, my old Song Sheng's son..."

"Old man Song, you are here again." Zhou Chongguan pointed at him, "These days, I've beaten you, I think you can see all the flowers in Ningjing in one day when you ride a horse."

Song Qianyuan happily said, "That is, my old Song..."

"Father, mother," Song Qingming suddenly interrupted them, "Actually, I don't really want this reward."

For a moment, everyone was silent, and Zhao Xi raised his head to look at him.

"What did you say?" Lu's smile stopped.

"I don't want to fight anymore. Even if I take over the throne, I'll just be a caterpillar." Song Qingming stood up and bowed to the two old people. The same robe delivers the letter. There are tens of thousands of soldiers who died at the border, but their families can only get three bolts of silk. I don’t think it’s worth it for them.”

This is not an idea he suddenly had.

As early as during the Rebellion of the Six Kings, Song Qingming began to look down on all honors and favors when he saw that soldiers died innocently under the sword because of the ambition and selfish desires of the upper class.

When he was named General Yunhui of the third grade, he still couldn't save Zhao Xi who was guarding the city alone. Power and status were like a double-edged sword to him. Today, he can choose to pick up this double-edged sword to protect the people , guard the border, tomorrow and later.

Song Qingming suddenly realized that he was like a pawn in the chess game of a sage, he could eradicate evil for the sage, but one day, Zhao Jinzhi would be as aggressive as Yu Wenzhi. Hold the land of Dawu.

As long as the war is touched by the greed of the upper class, it will never end.

"Ming'er, you are confused, what are you worrying about for them?" Lu Shi stood up puzzled, with anger already in his tone. "If there is a war, there will be casualties, all of which are unavoidable."

"Ma'am," Song Qianyuan stopped her, supported her and said in a low voice, "When you are on the battlefield tomorrow, it doesn't matter if you don't want to be rewarded, just ask him to return safely? Now that he has just returned, let's sit down peacefully , finish the meal."

Song Qingyun quickly followed suit and said, "Yes, mother..."

Lu shook off his hand and glared at Song Qingming, "Let me tell you! Go out and be a merciful saint, this is what you deserve! You don't want to, do you want to be a white body and be a guard next to Lord Xian?" happy?"

"I think you are out of your mind because of Long Yang's addiction, I should have arranged a marriage for you earlier!"

"lady!"

"Mother, the prince is still here, stop talking!"

"Brother uncle, you too, why gather together and say this, isn't the reward still available?"

Everyone hurriedly got up and made mud on both sides, while Zhao Xi sat quietly at the side, sipping tea and not saying a word.

Seeing this, Song Qingming knelt down.

"Mother, my son only wishes the world to be peaceful. If the world is peaceful, it doesn't matter if I am a Marquis or not. If the barbarians come to fight, if there is civil strife, then even if I don't become a Marquis, I am still willing to take up the knife and go. The battlefield, so what use is this title to me?"

"A reward is the grace of a sage!" Lu slapped his stick on the ground, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.

"But my son doesn't want this favor!"

He didn't want to be the sword in Zhao Jin's hands, all he wanted was to stop the war with war.Grace is never obtained in vain, once he accepts the title, he is like a pawn in a chess game, no longer free.

Song Qingming looked at Song Qianyuan and Zhou Chongguan, they must understand the meaning of these words.

Zhao Xi got up silently, walked to Song Qingming's back, bent down, his five fingers were slender and bony, and slowly covered Song Qingming's right eye.

"Mrs. Duke, I don't intend to interrupt, but what Song Qingming lost on the battlefield is far more than what you saw."

Lu's complexion changed suddenly, and everyone around them looked at each other in surprise.

"My lord, what do you mean..."

Song Qianyuan realized something, walked forward tremblingly, stretched out his hand, and waved in front of Song Qingming's eyes.

Song Qingming knelt on the spot, his eyes seemed to be looking at Song Qianyuan calmly, but they were so hollow that it made people fearful.Zhao Xi touched the top of his hair with infinite pity and guilt.

Mrs. Lu fell backwards and was quickly caught by Song Qingshu.

"Minger, my Minger..."

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