In the study room of the county government hall. derogatory
Wang Ping's expression changed several times.
Finally he lowered his eyelids.
And this hanging hung for a full two-quarters of an hour.
Two quarters of an hour later.
Wang Ping suddenly raised his eyelids.
He stared into Sun Daohua's eyes with burning eyes.
"Does Governor Sun mean what he said?"
Wang Ping said in a hoarse voice.
"His Royal Highness King Yan said it himself."
Sun Daohua sighed silently when he heard the words, and then opened his mouth to answer.
As soon as this statement came out.
The huge lobby study once again fell into the same dead silence as before.
Wang Ping lowered his head and pondered quietly without saying a word.
I do not know how long it has been. derogatory
Wang Pingang raised his head again.
"When will His Majesty the King of Yan start working for relief?"
Wang Ping's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse.
"Early March."
Sun Daohua answered truthfully.
"good."
Wang Ping nodded noncommittally upon hearing this. derogatory
Then he stood up and bowed deeply to Sun Daohua.
"From today on, Commander Sun must inform Yu Ping of all developments in Prince Yan's Mansion as soon as possible."
Wang Ping spoke in a deep voice, his voice full of hoarseness.
"You and I are riding in the same boat, and we will weather the storm."
Sun Daohua left his seat and stood up, returning the salute with an extremely serious expression.
"What Commander Sun said is extremely good. What Commander Sun said is extremely true."
Wang Ping forcibly suppressed all the emotions in his heart, grinning and greeting. derogatory
The words are over.
Sun Daohua smiled silently and nodded.
Then he glanced thoughtfully at the Taishi chair outside the study, which symbolized the position of the county governor.
When Wang Ping saw this, he suddenly understood.
"There is nothing to worry about, Commander Sun."
"I will compile a letter and submit it to the capital today."
"After Commander Sun has suppressed the rebellion."
"With the merits of Commander Sun, there will be no other words for everyone in the center."
Wang Ping promised with a smile and raised his hands.
Sun Daohua used the inside story of Prince Yan's palace as his name.
It naturally needs some reaction to this.
Moreover, the position of Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who was in the fourth rank, had been vacant for many days.
There are many people in the court who keep an eye on his position.
Even though Wang Xianlin, who was born in the Wang family of Langya, became the official of the Ministry of Personnel. derogatory
On top of this matter, it also needs to be "managed" several times, and even some of the benefits can be transferred.
In the study room of the county government hall.
When Sun Daohua heard this, a deep smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Master Wang."
After a few breaths, Sun Daohua calmed down briefly and then solemnly raised his hands and saluted.
"Chief Sun's words are serious."
Wang Ping smiled lightly and returned the favor. derogatory
Not long after.
Wang Ping, who was full of thoughts, exchanged greetings several times and then left.
In front of the county government hall.
Sun Daohua sent Wang Ping off to the platform with a smile on his face.
After Wang Ping's figure completely disappeared from sight.
A breeze came.
The smile on Sun Daohua's face disappeared instantly. derogatory
The night became darker at this moment.
...
...
It's midnight.
The night is deep.
The only crescent moon between heaven and earth still gives off some hazy light.
On a remote official road more than ten miles south of Juyang City. derogatory
A thin figure staggered forward in the hazy night with a coarse cloth bundle on its shoulders.
Arriving soon.
The thin figure suddenly stopped on the other side of the official road.
After wrapping the shoulder bag around your waist.
The thin figure suddenly faced the official road ahead and bowed deeply.
It's done in one fell swoop.
The thin figure stood up slowly, then knelt heavily on his knees facing the official road ahead. derogatory
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
After a few breaths, three thumping sounds suddenly came from the dark official road.
The thin figure knelt on the official road, his forehead pressed tightly against the cool ground.
For a while, there was no other sound in the dark official road except for the chirping of insects from time to time.
A long, long time. derogatory
The thin figure stood up slowly, took two or three steps forward and then bowed his head.
Three dull thumping sounds came immediately after.
After three full prostrations and nine kowtows.
The thin figure just put the coarse cloth package on his shoulders again.
Then he walked towards Juyang City in the dark without looking back.
Along the way, stop and go.
Only the dim moonlight keeps company with it, and only the chirping of insects and frogs keep company with it. derogatory
For a distance of more than ten miles, the thin figure walked for several hours.
When the Mao hour comes, the eastern sky begins to shine.
The hungry and thin figure finally arrived outside the moat of the South City Gate.
"Guangxi."
Just as the thin figure was panting and staring at the majestic city with closed gates not far away.
A figure suddenly walked by the moat not far away.
Suddenly heard familiar words. derogatory
The thin figure instantly felt as if struck by lightning, and was stunned in place.
"Hiroki!"
"It's really you!"
The figure beside the moat was limping closer, leaning on a long stick.
"Tiger...Uncle Tiger..."
"You...why are you here..."
Song Guangxi's eyes were dull and he looked at Song Hu who was limping in disbelief. derogatory
"I dreamed about my old aunt last night."
"In my dream, I couldn't care less about you, and asked me to take good care of you no matter what."
"I can't sleep no matter what I do after I wake up."
"I went to your house to have a look."
Song Huxing came closer, put down the long stick in his hand and sat directly on the ground, recounting the events of last night with a tired face.
When Song Hu arrived at Song Guangxi's house last night, Song Guangxi had already disappeared.
Disappeared along with Song Guangxi were several books that he had regarded as his fate in the past. derogatory
See this.
Song Hu quickly ran out of Songjiacun and rushed to the ancestral grave of Song Guangxi's family.
After searching unsuccessfully.
Song Hu had no choice but to rush to the place where Song Laosan was killed.
After still searching without success.
Song Hu only had one guess in his mind.
That is, Juyang City. derogatory
Without any choice.
Song Hu had to take a shortcut and rush to the city gate in advance.
If Song Guangxi is still nowhere to be found this time.
Song Hu really didn't know how to explain to his dead old aunt.
For more than thirty years, the Song Hu family has been a famous and wealthy family within ten miles of Songjia Village.
Because of this, Song Hu's family was naturally on the radar of thieves.
One night thirty years ago. derogatory
Two vicious thieves sneaked into Song Hu's house to steal.
After being discovered by Song's father, the two thieves not only did not escape, but went on a killing spree at Song Hu's house.
Song Guangxi's grandmother worked as a long-term worker in Song Hu's family back then.
If he hadn't realized that the situation was not good, he would have hurriedly picked up seven-year-old Song Hu and hid in the well.
Even if Yu Song Hu didn't die from the thieves' sword, he might not be able to withstand the fire that followed.
After that night.
Song Hu's family of twelve, except for his luck,
The next life, the rest will die unjustly. derogatory
Of the several long-term and day-to-day workers in the family, only Grandma Song Guangxi survived.
As for the wealth of Song Hu’s family...
Houses, food and other items were destroyed by fire.
All the money, treasures and other items were confiscated by the thieves.
The land, house deeds and other items were divided up by relatives of the Song family who came after hearing the news.
Overnight, Song Hu changed from the envied young master of the Song family to a homeless and bereaved dog.
If Song Guangxi's grandma hadn't been kind-hearted, she would have taken her in. derogatory
It is feared that Song Hu had already died of hunger and cold.
twenty years ago.
The Huns of the Great Zhou Dynasty used troops one after another.
The Mobei battlefield is like a meat grinder, with countless people dying every day.
later.
The village elders led the government servants to catch the young men from house to house.
Song Guangxi's uncle was arrested at that time. derogatory
It's been less than three months since I left.
A shocking piece of bad news came from the Mobei battlefield.
Uncle Song Guangxi and his group of strong men were attacked by the Huns before they reached the frontal battlefield.
A total of 15,000 strong men in Yandigu and Yuyang counties were not spared, and the entire army was wiped out.
One month after another.
The government officials who captured young men came to Songjia Village again.
It was Song Guangxi's second uncle who was captured this time. derogatory
During that period, Song Guangxi's grandmother cried almost day and night.
Half a year later, on New Year’s Eve.
Mrs. Song received the four taels of silver she least wanted to see in her life.
Song Guangxi's second uncle's battalion was undertaking the task of rearguard.
The entire battalion of 3,125 people all died heroically for their country.
And those four taels of silver were the pension for Song Guangxi's second uncle.
After Little New Year's Eve. derogatory
Mrs. Song is almost blind.
To leave a bloodline for the family.
Mrs. Song begged Song Laosan and Song Hu to leave Songjia Village, Chenjia Town, Juyang City, and Shanggu County!
Even leaving Yan Di, the farther you go, the better.
But Song Laosan refused to leave even if he said nothing.
First, it was because she couldn't let go of her old mother, who was getting older and weaker and almost blind.
Secondly, it was because Song Laosan was in his prime of life at that time. derogatory
He always thinks about going into battle to kill the enemy, avenging his brother, making great achievements, and returning home in glory.
Half a month later.
The front line is tight again.
The lingering government officials once again began to arrest young men from house to house.
Every male in the family who is over fourteen years old must have one of them join the army.
There were still two sons in Song Guangxi's family at that time.
After several struggles, Song Hu finally knocked out Song Laosan and followed the government officer on the road to death. derogatory
No one knows what Song Hu went through in those years.
After a few years.
General Zhao Qing visited the Mobei battlefield in person.
Repulsing the enemy two thousand miles in one fell swoop.
After many years, Song Hu returned to Songjia Village again.
But there was some gap between him and Song Laosan because of what happened back then.
Maybe it's to repay the kindness of raising him. derogatory
Maybe it's because I'm used to seeing life and death.
Whenever Song Laosan is chattering.
Song Hu would always let him vent with a playful smile and never argue with him.
...
...
South of Juyang City, in front of the moat.
Song Guangxi stared at Song Hu who was sitting on the ground with a tired face with a complicated expression, and was speechless for a long time. derogatory
"Uncle Huzi, why are you doing this?"
After a while, Song Guangxi sighed with a complicated expression.
"I promised your grandma that I will take good care of you."
Song Hu gasped several times,
There is determination between his eyebrows.
The words are over.
Suddenly there was a loud creaking sound behind the two of them.
When the two turned around to look. derogatory
Half of the suspension bridge next to the majestic city wall has fallen.
"Let's go, the city gate is open, let's go to the county government together."
Song Hu stood up with difficulty with a long stick.
"Uncle Huzi, what's wrong with your legs?!"
Only then did Song Guangxi finally come to his senses, and then he quickly stepped forward to help him.
"nothing."
"It was just a slippery fall on the road in the dark."
Song Hu waved his hands and then gently pushed Song Guangxi's hands away.
Hobbling on a long stick, he walked towards the suspension bridge.
Song Guangxi looked at Song Hu's limping figure, and his nose instantly became sore.
My heart felt even more mixed.
In recent days, no one inside or outside Juyang City knew about the news about the wanton massacre by the thieves outside Juyang City.
And how could Song Guangxi, as the victim of that group of thieves, not pay more attention to such news.
After many inquiries, it was discovered that the group of thieves only committed crimes during the day. derogatory
Song Guangxi felt deeply that the thieves were lawless, and secretly made a plan to rush to Juyang City late at night.
He didn't know when Song Hu found out that he had disappeared.
But he understood that from Song Hu's house to his own home, from his home to his ancestral graves and then to the remote official road, and then to Juyang City.
This journey was not easy for Song Hu, who was anxious.
"Uncle Huzi, wait for me."
Song Guangxi wiped the moist corners of his eyes, calmed down for a moment and then quickly chased after him.
......derogatory
...
It's nearly noon.
The streets of Juyang City have been deserted for more than a night.
Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, the bustling and lively scene of the past was restored again.
The two uncles and nephews Song Hu and Song Guangxi struggled to walk through the bustling or depressed streets one after another without paying attention to him.
Finally, exhausted, we arrived at the street where the county government office was located.
Fang and his party went to the street where the county government office was located. derogatory
The uncle and nephew Song Hu and Song Guangxi were stunned by the scene in front of them and were stunned on the spot.
As far as the eye can see.
The streets that are at least two to three miles long are filled with people wearing sackcloth and mourning.
What's more, I don't know whether to use cinnabar or blood as the ink, and write one big injustice word after another on the linen clothes.
further away.
There were faint sounds of crying and wailing coming intermittently.
And under the shade of trees on both sides of the street. derogatory
One after another, corpses covered with straw mats were lying flat on their backs.
At a rough glance, there are at least hundreds of them.
"This...this group of bandits are really...really lawless and lawless!"
Even Song Hu, who was used to seeing life and death when he was young, was stunned for half a quarter of an hour before he came back to his senses.
"Guangxi, what are you going to do?"
"Looking at this situation, the county government will definitely not care about us for a while."
Song Hu calmed down for a moment, then looked at the messy main entrance of the county government. derogatory
"Go to the county government office and ask to see the prison officer."
"If the jailer can't control it, then ask to see the jailer's bookkeeper."
"If the jailer can't handle it, then I'll ask the county magistrate."
"If the county magistrate can't take care of it, then ask to see the county governor."
"If the county guard still can't control it, go and see King Yan."
"If King Yan has nothing to do with those thieves, he will go to the capital to complain!"
"Do you believe that no one in the world can deal with those thieves?"
Song Guangxi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and replied.
His eyes were full of hatred and madness.
After hearing this, Song Hu couldn't help but
He sighed deeply.
"Don't talk about suing the emperor, the king of Yan, or the county governor."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to even see the executioner's face today."
Song Hu said with helplessness on his face.
Compared to Song Guangxi, who only focused on reading books from sages and sages, he rarely even set foot in Juyang City. derogatory
Song Hu, who had fought in the Mobei battlefield for several years and finally returned home unscathed, had undoubtedly seen more of the world.
Also understand the dark side of this world better.
"Let's go to the county government office first to beat the drum and complain."
"You will have no regrets until you try."
When Song Guangxi heard this, he clutched the coarse cloth package on his shoulder and replied firmly.
Although he has never seen the big world, he rarely sets foot in Juyang City.
But this does not mean that Song Guangxi really knows nothing about the outside world. derogatory
The collection of books in Master's home in Chenjia Town.
Newspapers sent from Beijing and other places.
In the Fly Tavern on the wharf, there are high-pitched talks from three religions and nine schools of thought.
Storytellers in restaurants and teahouses, etc., etc.
They are all windows to understanding the outside world.
once Upon a time.
Song Guangxi also had a dream of gaining fame and ascending to heaven. derogatory
However, even reading and writing was achieved through tenacity and sincerity over and over again.
How can I have the money to gain fame step by step?
As for help at home?
As the lowest level of the family, Song Guangxi's family has a hard time even surviving, so there is no way to help them.
...
...
Two quarters of an hour later. derogatory
Song Hu and Song Guangxi were kicked out of the county government without any surprise.
Even the coarse cloth package that Song Guangxi regarded as his life was thrown onto the street by the government servant with a look of disgust on his face.
He saw Song Hu already reaching for the package on his shoulder.
Song Guangxi hurriedly grabbed Song Hu.
After hurriedly picking up the package that was carelessly discarded on the ground.
Song Guangxi immediately pulled Song Hu out of the county government office.
From the moment he saw the long stick in Song Hu's hand. derogatory
Song Guangxi already knew what was contained in the slightly dry package on Song Hu's shoulder.
"Uncle Huzi, don't be impulsive."
Under the shade of a tree a mile away from the county government office, Song Guangxi let go of Song Hu and then spoke to comfort him.
"What should we do now?"
Song Hu, whose anger was gradually fading, took a few deep breaths and then asked in a deep voice.
"Now I have to find a restaurant to make a name for myself."
"If it still doesn't work, you can only try your luck outside Prince Yan's Mansion."
Song Guangxi patted the package in his hand with a worried look on his face.
He originally wanted to fish in troubled waters and enter the county government by relying on what he carried in the package.
I hope that after entering the county government office, I can find someone who knows the stuff.
But when he took out the package, the impatient government servant drove the uncle and nephew out.
"Make a name for yourself?"
"How to make a name for yourself?"
"What do you do to make yourself famous?"
Song Hu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked again and again.
"This thing."
Song Guangxi opened the coarse cloth package with a worried look on his face and took out several pieces of rice paper covered with writing.
Although the rice paper was rough, the handwriting on it was particularly pleasing to the eye.
"What is this?"
Song Hu said with a puzzled face.
"Five theories on Hungarian medicine and five theories on prescriptions."
Song Guangxi took a deep breath and blurted out slowly.
"Five theories on Hungarian medicine, five theories on prescriptions?!"
"You wrote it?"
"is that useful?"
When Song Hu heard this, he looked at Song Guangxi with a puzzled expression.
"It was not written by Xi."
"This is the master's lifelong effort."
"Xi is just writing for me."
Song Guangxi shook his head slightly and then answered truthfully.
"It was written by Master Chen."
"That's no problem. You and I can go quickly."
Song Hu couldn't help but look surprised when he heard this.
Then he urged him with words.
Although Song Hu didn't know how knowledgeable Master Chen was, who had been dead for more than two years. derogatory
But by chance.
Song Hu once "smelled" a unique "aura" from Master Chen.
Moreover, Mr. Chen has a strong military aura.
Far more than Qu Chang, who had been in the army for more than ten years and had fought at least fifty or sixty battles, was several times longer than the one he was in.
How can such a person’s life-long effort be simple?
Thinking about this.
Song Hu's originally anxious expression suddenly changed again. derogatory
"No, no, no."
"We can't go to the restaurant."
"If something so important is listened to by someone with an impure mind."
"It will definitely bring us endless trouble."
"In my opinion."
"Let's go directly to the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion."
Song Hu looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to his side, so he changed his words again and again. derogatory
