170: June 6
On June 6, the chickens are cooked.
On this day, it is also the day of small ancestor worship, the reason why it is necessary to crown a small character is because on this day, on the ancestral hall, in the incense hall, there will be no three animals, only a note of fragrance.
But the men in the clan will stop their work, take the boys to bathe and change their clothes together, gather in this incense hall, and invite the family tree out solemnly, or in the patio, or in the courtyard, set up a rice sieve, and start to dry the family tree.
The genealogy is dry, the old old sayings are recalled, the pages of pictures and texts are turned over, and the family affection of the veins is gathered, on this day, no matter how naughty the baby is, it has become extremely well-behaved, receiving the education of the elders, feeling the glory of the ancestors, and then, keeping it in mind, forming a strength, turning it into a responsibility, and setting up the ambition of spreading branches and leaves, and glorifying the ancestors.
On this day, Song Jiuzhong spent it in the Taimiao.
I didn't let anyone accompany me, just sat in silence alone.
On the seventh day of the first month of June, the general was summoned to discuss the westward expedition.
said that it was a court discussion, but in fact, his belly plate had already been laid, and he only said that he would send troops in August, but he didn't say who led the army and how many troops he sent, and only let the third envoy Wang Renzhen serve as the water and land transport envoy, and Lu Yuqing was the deputy, sitting in Jingzhao Mansion, and coordinating the allocation of money and grain.
Summoned Wu Yanzuo, Zan Jurun, Cao Bin, Pan Mei, Cui Yanjin, and Li Chuyun to enter the Beijing face saint.
Zhang Qiong was released, and the official was reinstated. As soon as this edict was issued, all the ministers were surprised.
This Zhang Qiong, is a famous pavilion potter, strong swords and horses, especially good at shooting, the earliest under the account of Zhou Taizu Guo Wei, Xiande three years of expedition, Shouzhou City, it was he for Zhou Shizong an arrow, almost a life, more than a year of recuperation.
Song Jiuzhong reorganized the forbidden army, especially loved its bravery, and once said: "The guards in front of the palace are like wolves and tigers, and they cannot be controlled by non-Qiong." "After Song Jiong was reappointed as the Yin of Kaifeng Mansion, it was Zhang Qiong who took over the post of Marquis of Duyu, the former secretary of the palace.
But although he is brave, he is inflexible.
Shi Qi and Shi Hanqing, who were under his command, were quite yin, one set in front of him and one behind his back, Zhang Qiong looked down on him very much, often insulted him, and regarded him as a witch.
But I didn't know that those two people were originally Wude Sichazi, and they were deeply favored by Song Jiuzhong, and a secret report of "Zhang Qiong was good at riding official horses, accepting Li Yun's servants, and more than 100 people from the animal department were ......" was sent to the imperial case.
Song Jiu was furious and insisted on asking.
Zhang Qiong was unsubdued, Song Jiu was furious, ordered him to hit him left and right, and then ......
Zhang Qiong, who was bare-handed, was almost out of breath by Shi Jue, Shi Hanqing and other more than ten people, and woke up again, already in the prison car, Zhang Qiong knew that her life could not be guaranteed, so she took off her belt and left her mother.
This incident has only happened for a short time, and it is only right to wait for the auspicious time to be killed, why did it suddenly change?
Facing the doubts of the ministers, Song Jiuzhong sighed: "The danger of being deceived by the villain, I heard that his family has no money to spare, and there are only three servants, and I regret it." ”
The ministers showed such an expression on their faces, but they couldn't help but make a little Jiujiu in their hearts, you have been to his house at least five or six times, and now you know the specific situation, heh.
Chu Zhaofu sighed, the one on the throne had changed.
When we met at the beginning of the year, he had a soaring ambition in his mind, like an eagle flying high, and he was shocked at first sight by the conceited human skills, so full of pride, he was really a hero worthy of service.
However, in only four or five years, he had changed, perhaps too much to feel the beauty of the throne under his buttocks, and he sat upright, with his hands pressed high on the dragon-shaped armrests, like an old hen with feathers and a posture, clucking to protect the nest.
The hall was quiet all of a sudden, and in order to break the slightly weird silent atmosphere, Song Jiong hurriedly said: "This time, the younger brother is willing to be the vanguard." ”
"Good."
Song Jiong was stunned, a little incredulous, but when he saw the royal brother on the throne, he smiled with relief: "Fight the tiger brothers, the third brother can hang the pioneer seal, I am very relieved, come here, give gold armor swords and horses." ”
“……”
Song Jiong's face was full of black lines, Lao Tzu just said, I didn't expect it to be self-defeating, the imperial brother took it seriously, if he went out for a year and a half, the foundation that Jingzhong had finally laid was not easy to lay, how could he have his own share.
Hiss......
Song Jiong gasped, but he hurriedly thanked him, and then raised his head, a terrifying cold glint flashed in his eyes.
……
"I was originally a native of Yuncheng, Shandong, my ancestor, I fled into Shuzhou City, my father, I want to return to my hometown, to my generation, Ge Laozi shouts all day long......"
The bamboo board beeped crisply, the middle-aged man dressed melodiously rapped, and in the teahouse, all the tea guests listened carefully.
This is a common scene in the city of Yizhou.
One side of the water and soil and one person, is a person to Yizhou, the body and bones will be idle, plus Qin Yue's "invented" mahjong, it is really a godsend, the most suitable for the spleen and stomach of the Shu people, so there are more than three in this Yizhou city, there are many girls, many food, many teahouses, and the Shu people are all working eating, drinking and having fun.
Everywhere you go, you can see the teahouse restaurant, hear the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra, and the heart-warming mahjong slapping on the table.
However, as soon as the people from the Political Propaganda Department of the Imperial Court were dispatched, there were basically such rap artists in all large teahouses.
"The earth has sunk for nearly a hundred years, the smoke is billowing and blood is flowing, and I am sad to count the current events, who is ashamed of me."
As soon as the four sentences of the fixed-line poem were sung, the rap artist Zhubaner shook it again, and finally "snapped" and started singing:
"Take the drum board, sit in the teahouse, and sing loudly,
Respect, all the township parties, listen carefully:
I am Huaxia, originally a, a big state,
Quartet tribute, Bafang Dynasty, Unai Emperor.
……
Counting forward, five thousand years, the founding father,
The name of the Yellow Emperor, from the northwest, unified the center.
Xia, Shang and Zhou, Qin and Han, two Jin, Sui and Tang,
Yellow nest anti, two-legged sheep, artificial plate meal.
Later Liang Tang, Jin Han, Shuzhong is a little safe,
It's just that on the 60th, the divine soldiers descended from the sky.
Fortunately, the Holy King came, and the people did not panic,
If it is replaced, Song Jiuzhong, all the people will suffer.
Don't believe it, and look at what the Central Plains looks like:
The fertile land is abandoned, and the people flee the famine, why is this?
Just because, the officials are unscrupulous, and the taxes are like wolves,
And because the officials are stupid, bullying women and bullying men.
After all, that pseudo-Song is unscrupulous,
After bullying Zhou, he abused the young emperor and set a bad example.
The upper beam is crooked, the lower beam is oblique, and the shishu is sloppy.
……”
"Okay."
"Color."
The tea guests applauded one after another, and a lot of copper coins were thrown away. This throwing copper coins, there is a trick, can not be thrown, throwing this action on behalf of the field, is to make a feud, but whether it is good to throw it, you can see who is the old guest, the real old guest, a copper coin thrown down, that is a string of immortals, rewarded in the field, just a fan spread, copper coins layer up, that is called a beautiful.
If it is a raw hand, it is not the time or place to throw it, and the rewarded person can't catch it, so he slips through the cracks and arches his ass to pick up money, which is called an ugly.
Recalling that Qin Yue took Jiayin into Bianliang City back then, with that hand, even if he threw away that handful of money, he had no pennis on his body, and those with vision did not dare to bully him.
Although it is a bad synonym, it is also a pile of real money.
The rap artist in the field is obviously a master, when he saw the copper coins thrown all over the sky, he was not in a hurry, the bamboo board in his left hand was horizontal, and his right hand held the folding fan in the corner of the table, and with a flick of his wrist, the fan was thrown away, and the money was followed.
"Okay."
"Color."
Those who come to drink tea and listen to books are just a mouthful, with taste, pie, and face.
The rap artist thanked him first, took a sip of tea, and continued to sing:
"If you want to say bitterness, pseudo-Song Min, it is really suffering,
I don't eat well, I don't dress warmly, and I look like a cheap dog.
Get up early, work hard, and be busy all day long,
Diligent weaving, fine silk, no new clothes,
A pair of pants, worn by two people, the baby is bare.
Partial again, save food and clothing, between the teeth buckle,
Three or two hangings, life-saving money, and lost overnight.
Money depreciates, prices rise, and you can only drink soup.
The other one came to ask, and the price of food went up,
The people want to laugh, but they don't know that there is no food left at home.
The common people, who are at a loss, give an order,
More panic, summer and autumn taxes, the same levy and rise.
……”
"The ancestors of the day are boarded, and this still makes people not live......"
The rap was interrupted again, this time, no one threw copper coins, but it was beating the table and scolding, this one began, and there were people around to respond, and the foul language was overwhelming, and the fetish eyes of Song Jiuzhong were light.
For this effect, the rap artist gently shakes the folding fan, the shallow fragrant tea, and the smile is light and clear.