Walking on the bluestone path, snow piled on both sides.
The bankers passing by were overjoyed and gave gifts one after another.
All the miscellaneous soldiers in the miscellaneous military camp are back. No one and Fu Yuxiang took leave to go home for the New Year, because they knew that it would be useless and they would have to be beaten.
Han You stood side by side with Wen Qi without taking the initiative to speak.
As before, Han You disliked Wen Qi very much, because this guy was too handsome, with good skin, a tall figure, and a bookish look on his face, but he didn't look like a nerd, especially his temperament, the temperament of a young master, the true biography of poetry and etiquette. The temperament passed down from family.
After walking for a while, there were people everywhere. Han You stopped and said, "Tell me what you want to see me for."
"Southland, do you have to go?"
"Of course."
Wen Qi raised his eyebrows and repeated, "Do you have to go?"
"No, it has nothing to do with you whether I go or not."
Han You was confused: "Aren't you a book writer? You don't care whether I go to the South or not."
"It has nothing to do with me, but if you go to the south to capture Zhou Tianfeng, it will be very dangerous..."
"Wait a minute, how do you know I'm going to arrest Zhou Tianfeng."
"Then what are you going to do? It's not to capture Zhou Tianfeng, it's not to dispatch troops to eradicate some aristocratic families, it's not to go to Nanguan to inspect the Sixth Battalion, it's not to meet the leaders of the foreign tribes outside the pass, it's not to marry the Sikong family, why? Going to Nanguan?"
Han You had questions written all over his face. What were they talking about about dispatching troops and sending generals to the family, patrolling camps, meeting foreigners, and this Sikong marriage?
Seeing Han You's confused look, Wen Qi seemed to have thought of something and sighed.
"Forget it, if that's the case, then I'll put pen to paper."
"What did you write?"
"Character History."
"Character history?" Han You looked at Wen Qi with a question-marked expression on his face like that of an old subway man. The more he listened, the more confused his mind became.
Wen Qi turned around and spoke loudly.
"In Xingdeyuan, in Beijing, there is a king who is in a dissolute manner. He hides his weapons in his body, waits for the time to move, and shows others bluntly. His body is not very tall, and he is good at speaking and speaking. No, he is actually good at understanding people's thoughts..."
"There are petty evildoers in Beijing who are useless, ignorant, unvirtuous, and unworthy. A gentleman uses his sharp edge to control himself, and his blade to kill traitors. He worships in secret, and calls him as a teacher. His sharp edge is not hidden, and his sheath is not sheathed. He strives for wisdom. , Responsible for benevolence, rated as good..."
"A gentleman wields a sword, seizes the eyes and captures the heart and soul, has an unparalleled reputation, is good to the people, but is not good at official duties, and everyone slanders him. He does not speak out, but his body is upright. He works in filth and establishes the heaven and the earth. The seven sages of the Imperial Academy praise..."
"Thousands of gold have been scattered, and people are happy and free. The armor and clothes are stained with blood and the people are calling each other. The fluorescent lights shine in the night and want to compete with the bright moon. There is evil in the capital. Everyone closes their eyes and retreats. A gentleman fights evil, eliminates evil, eliminates evil, and destroys the country. The thieves and the fear of the people..."
Taking a deep breath, Wen Qi turned around and gave a deep salute to the expressionless Han You.
"Going to the south, there are tigers all over the south, looking at them eagerly. They want to chase them away. The gentleman wears a sword and stabs him with a ceremonial knife. This stab pierces through the ages and pierces through the chronic diseases of the ages. The blood is the clothes, and the clothes are the armor, the armor, Protect the country, protect the people, and protect the conscience of heaven and earth.”
At this point, Wen Qi closed his eyes in pain: "I don't want to write. You have to live and come back alive. When you come back, I will write for you again. If you die in the south, don't blame me for writing. Yu Shi, I will scold you so much that I will say goodbye."
Just as he was about to leave, Wen Qi turned around and strode out.
After walking a few dozen feet and seeing Wen Qi disappearing into the moonlight, Han You shouted.
"Brother, who are you talking about? I understand!"
Wen Qi stopped but did not look back.
Han You raised the corners of his mouth slightly and murmured: "Actually... we should be friends."
The murmuring sound disappeared without a trace along with the cold wind. Wen Qi raised his legs again and disappeared into the darkness.
Han You breathed softly, but the expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness.
A figure appeared behind him, and the slightly thin Emperor asked softly: "Then Wen Qi, what did you say?"
Han You turned around and showed a big smile: "I didn't say anything, just asked me when I was going to Nandi. After all, I am also a famous person in Beijing. I am going to write a biography for me."
"Oh?" The emperor became interested: "The Wen family writes history books. Even the emperors and generals can only write a few words. How can I write about you?"
"you guess."
"What are you guessing?" The emperor laughed loudly: "The son of the famous general Han Bairen, he is close to the army, loyal and brave."
Han You: "..."
Boss Zhou asked: "Too much?"
"Well... that's too much, so I wrote Han You, the son of Fu Yin."
Boss Zhou patted Han You on the shoulder: "Don't worry about it. The Wen family is like this. It's a great thing to leave your name in the history books. But if you write about me, you should say at least a few sentences. After all, I am Mingjun."
Han You laughed dumbly: "Yes, your Majesty is a wise king, and a wise king deserves a lot of praise."
Boss Zhou looked around for a while and lowered his voice: "I am entering the village today. I have some urgent matters that I need to tell you. The law will not be passed on to my ears."
Han You looked at Eunuch Suan behind Boss Zhou and was embarrassed to ask, what's wrong, is this old eunuch deaf?
"In addition to capturing Zhou Tianfeng, we also need to beat up the Nandi family. The civil and military generals will hand over the list to you."
Boss Zhou's tone became colder and colder: "The names on the roster are all the rats who wanted to prevent me from ascending the throne. If they are still stubborn, they can be eradicated!"
Han You was happy, he liked to do this kind of thing, otherwise the military talisman would be meaningless.
"Also, you are going to Nanguan."
Han You was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said: "Inspecting the Sixth Battalion?"
Boss Zhou was extremely surprised: "How do you know?"
Han You looked a little weird: "Don't tell me, you still need to contact some tribe leaders outside the customs."
"You also know?"
Han You was also dumbfounded and said tentatively: "Marriage with the Sikong family again?"
Boss Zhou took a breath of cold air and said, "Is it possible that you have a roundworm in my stomach?"
"I..." Han You scratched his chin, then laughed loudly: "Do you think I have been around for a long time? I rely on my brain to get around, hahahaha."
Boss Zhou and Wen Wu looked at each other in shock.
These are all things that Boss Zhou has only thought of in the past few days. They are all business matters and urgent matters. Who would have thought that Han You could "think of it" too.
"Um..." Han You murmured for a while, then sneered: "By the way, what does the Sikong family do?"
Boss Zhou yelled: "You damn thing don't know the Sikong family. How could you guess that I want you to marry the Sikong family? You can't play tricks on me."
Han You blushed. Whatever he "guessed" was what Wen Qi had just said.
"Um...I heard it occasionally. Your Majesty, please tell me what's going on in the Sikong family."
"How dare you fucking tease me? Since you guessed it, I still said nonsense, let's go have a drink."
Boss Zhou cursed angrily and turned around to go drink.
Han You wished he could give himself a slap in the face, pretending to be bad and killing people.
In the distance, at the round table, Chen Yu'an, the new champion in the science, had a red face, and he was toasting one by one, drinking heavily, and he was drunk.
Chen Yongzhi, the left minister of the Ministry of Punishment, said with a face full of pride: "Since you gentlemen are so elegant, the dog will show its ugly face. Yu'an, why don't you write a poem soon?"
"Drink...okay, okay."
Chen Yu'an shook his arms and looked at the stars in the sky.
"When it comes time to name my names on the gold medal list, I will be filled with flowers all over Beijing day and night..."
The whole place was completely silent.
