Shang Cheng didn't stay much in the small restaurant opened by Xun Anyue's family. Xun An is just an unpopular official in the Plains Mansion, and his Yue family is an ordinary family, his golden-winged head and red robe may bring them some honor, but more will only make them feel uneasy. So he ate something indiscriminately and hurriedly took his leave.

Of course, Xun An couldn't and didn't dare to keep him.

He rode out of the distance, had already passed through the bazaar, and when he looked back, he could still vaguely see Xun An standing at the door of the small restaurant, as if he was still saying goodbye to him.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. There was no wind, and snowflakes the size of goose flakes fell from the dark sky; Heaven and earth have been confused into gray and white. There are no more pedestrians on the street, and most of the shops along the street have put away their pretenses, covered the window lattices, and closed the formwork; Only one or two persistent traders still wanted to do a few more deals, but they also took down the front pole and stood by the window, firstly to use it to shield it from the cold, and secondly, to make people recognizable. Snow had begun to accumulate on the roofs of the houses on both sides of the street, but more snow was still turning into water and dripping down the tiles and straw poles. The sound of running water could be heard from the drainage ditch at the foot of the street house. The whole street seems so peaceful, silent, and deep in the winter snow......

Shang Cheng led two guards and rode slowly through the streets and alleys of this ancient city. The horseshoe snapped onto the bluestone slab of the road, and the crisp and rhythmic click of the road was heard far away.

He sat in the saddle, bowed his head slightly, his eyebrows drooped, and the reins loosely grasped in his hands, and walked south by the animal itself. It looked as if he had fallen asleep.

However, in fact, he was not sleepy at all. His mind was still flashing with all kinds of scenes in the small restaurant, and he was also recalling the bits and pieces of his past life. Yes, he was very envious of Xun An, and envied the ordinary tax collectors in this plain mansion. He envied Xun An's ability to celebrate the New Year happily with his mother-in-law and dolls; envy Xun An's ability to jump up and kick and scold his aunt; envy Xun An's three dolls that were biting their black fingers and looking at them; He even envied Xun An's ability to say in an indifferent tone that his mother-in-law had fallen at the door, and her clothes and shoes were covered with mud. These family trivialities, full of family fun, were so far away from him that only some vague pictures remained in his memory. Lianniang is gone, leaving him with only good memories that teach people to live; He also didn't have a family life anymore. There is only one thought to support him to keep going, and there is only one revenge one by one! In the past two or three years, his official has become bigger and bigger, but the whole person has become more and more tired and tired. This is not only physical exertion, but also reflected in the spiritual world that cannot be seen or touched. He felt that he had been nervous for so long like a taut bow, on the verge of exploding at any moment. Especially in the last six months, he has noticed that he has become irritable and irritable, often wanting to smash the table and smash the bench because of a little thing, sometimes he can't control his emotions, and he will make some actions that he can't believe afterwards. Just like today, he was so angry by Chen Pu's nonsense that he couldn't get off the stage in front of so many people as soon as his temper came up; He also regretted it afterwards. In the past, he would never have done such a stupid thing. However, he just couldn't control himself at that time, and he did that with the blood rushing in his head......

He felt that all these changes in him might be due to the influence of his position. In the past few years, he has been engaged in military affairs and government affairs, and he has been busy, and he must not be able to adapt to peace for a while. In addition, he is not a leader in Yanshan now, but in the capital, the environment, personnel, and atmosphere are all new, which makes him feel at a loss. It took him a while to get to know the situation around him, but as soon as he entered Beijing, he encountered all kinds of unexpected things one after another. These things came so suddenly and so violently that he didn't have time to think carefully, and could only rely on the knowledge and insight accumulated in the past to deal with them at the right time. The only thing he did in his years was to only guard his duty as a soldier, and he did not speak or participate in major affairs other than the military. However, he now feels that he may not be able to do it alone. He can't just watch Li Mu and them being swept into the whirlpool, right? Li Mu is his friend, and Tian Xiu is also a friend; There is also Chang Xiu. He and Chang Fatzi have not known each other for a long time, and they don't have much contact, but the relationship has always been very good, otherwise Chang Fatzi wouldn't have just heard that he was going to marry Xiao Cicada and hurriedly asked him to tell him how powerful it was!

He sat on horseback, a little anxiously thinking, not knowing how to help them. All he could do was to use a few harsh words to get their attention and vigilance. Alas, speaking of which, they were all outstanding figures of the times and had lofty ideals, but they lacked the same historical reference and knowledge accumulation as him, so they could not carefully observe what kind of things they were going to do in an all-round way, but they threw themselves into it with enthusiasm and high enthusiasm. But like a philosopher who can see through the future, he predicts now that the result of this event will inevitably be failure, and all those who devote themselves to it will be abandoned by reality! Perhaps, in a few hundred years, someone will find their names in the history books, and then make an evaluation of them based on historical sources that are diametrically opposed to what they are now; But what's the use of all this? A few years later, who else will remember Li Mu, and who else will remember Tian Xiu? Perhaps, only Chang Xiu, who has left fat handwriting in many parts of the city, can still make people occasionally mention and sigh with emotion......

With the sorrow of recognizing reality and the sentimentality of foreseeing the future, he returned listlessly to his county uncle's mansion.

He just got off his horse in front of Yimen, and saw Gao Qiang trotting over and said, "General, General Huo has arrived!" ”

"Who's coming?" He was stunned for a moment and asked casually.

"General Huo is here! Uncle 117 is here! ”

Uncle Seventeen has arrived?

This is the best news he has heard since entering Beijing! He immediately threw his decadent emotions out of the sky and asked excitedly, "What about people?" Where is he? ”

"In the inner study. Duan Tou was talking to him. ”

"Oh oh oh!" Shang Cheng nodded his head like a chicken cutting rice. He took three steps and two steps to spread his long legs and walked in, and he hurriedly commanded, "Let the stove room ...... No! You ask people to run around right away, find the best restaurant, and ask them to bring a table with the best table! Go one by one! ”

When he arrived at the courtyard where he lived, Huo Shiqi and Duan Si had already heard the news of his arrival, so they walked out of the courtyard to wait for him. He had seen Huo Shiqi, and without saying a word, he rushed forward to give him a long bow, and when he saw the ceremony, he came over and let him into the study, and served him tea and soup with his own hands, and then sat down sideways and asked, "Uncle, why did you come so suddenly?" Didn't even write me a letter to say hello beforehand. ”

Huo Shiqi took a sip of tea soup and said with a smile: "Anyway, I have to come, what is there to write a letter to." Then he pointed to a rectangular object wrapped tightly in blue cloth on the large desk, and said, "I have brought you a lot of letters, which are contained in the bookcase." Lu Ji, Zhang Shaodi, Xu Ximensheng and Zhongshan have all written to you. I'm afraid there are twenty or thirty seals, and I'm all in it. Even Shao Chuan's illiterate man begged me to write a letter for him......"

Shang Cheng smiled and opened the package out of the bookcase, picked up the letter one by one, examined it, and put it back. He had a question. Uncle Seventeen seems to be in a hurry to promote Jing, and he is so hurried that he can't even write letters, so where do these letters come from?