Chapter 90 The majestic folds Lao Tzu on all sides

The weather was cold, and there were few pedestrians on the road, only a few sparse ox carts with wilted autumn vegetables swaying on the road.

The gates of Tokyo are very clean, and there is not a single human head hanging on them, and it seems that the nearest city of Tokyo has not executed any of the most heinous people.

Tie Xinyuan, who has just experienced the warmth of his family, is very pleasing to see at this time.

Even though he knew that the beggar with the broken leg cowering on the side of the road was actually fake, he still generously threw five cents, and it takes a lot of courage just to kneel there and not move in such weather.

If people give, they should be rewarded.

It's nice to have a bunch of stupid brothers, who only know how to come up with some bad ideas, but ah, that's the limit of what they can do.

Tie Xinyuan didn't listen to them just now, but was busy feeling the nourishment of family affection.

Male from Jincheng County? Does it really matter? Lose your life for him? It's a ridiculous joke!

Also want to build a castle in Jincheng County?

As long as you look at the fate of the Qingcheng established by Di Qing there, you should understand that what kind of city can't withstand the waste of mediocrity.

The people of Xixia are poor, and the people of Qingtang are even poorer, and they built a strong city in front of the two brave poor ghosts, isn't this a clear plan to give the city to others?

The last thing that is lacking in the poor ghost family is the outlaws.

Qingcheng has now heard that it has been lost, and poor Di Qing's four years of hard work have been wasted.

The money thrown to the beggar was scattered outside the broken bowl, and the beggar was not seen to get up to pick it up, Tie Xinyuan bent down to help him pick it up, and threw it into the broken bowl, the money fell into the bowl loudly, and the beggar remained motionless.

He should be dead. When a professional beggar is indifferent to the voice of money, he must be dead.

An official came up to him, and Tie Xinyuan stopped him and told him that the beggar was dead.

The servant stepped forward and kicked the beggar over, and found that the beggar had turned blue and had no breath left.

Catch a local on the street casually. asked him to find Lizheng, and the head of the workshop hurriedly found an ox cart to pull the dead out and bury him.

Tie Xinyuan saw that the catcher had taken all the money from the beggar's bowl, and he originally wanted to give this beggar who had been with him for more than ten years a thin-skinned coffin.

died an old man, but it was not the goal to die, the old man in front of him, Tie Xinyuan very much hoped that he would die quickly, he would only harm himself if he lived in the world.

Although he wished that Bao Zheng would die immediately, Tie Xinyuan still stepped forward to salute him, and he was able to meet a second-grade high-ranking official walking on the street. I'm afraid there is only one Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng didn't plan to let Tie Xinyuan leave, he walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Tie Xinyuan had to follow slowly.

"164,000 catties!"

Bao Zheng inexplicably said a number, and when he saw that Tie Xinyuan was confused, he said impatiently: "Over the past hundred years, 164,000 catties of white lead have been used to stabilize the foundation of the palace, and the records on the scroll are very clear. Prepare to take out all the white lead. ”

Tie Xinyuan said in surprise: "What white lead?" The private affairs in the palace are not allowed by the little baron, please be respected. ”

Bao Zheng patted Tie Xinyuan on the shoulder and said, "Your heart is really suitable for being an official."

It's good. It's also a good thing that you forgot, and the old man picked up the errand you shirked. ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled: "So you returned to Tokyo earlier than me?" ”

Bao Zheng smiled: "Yes, what no one wants to do will always fall on the old man, this is already a routine." Not unusual.

How? Looking at the way you saw through the world just now, could it be that you saw that the dead beggar had something to learn? ”

"That beggar is the old man of the boy, and when the boy was a child, he saw him begging here, but he suddenly died today. I feel that the world is a little impermanent. ”

Bao Zheng flicked the frost flower on his hat and smiled: "Ten years ago, this person was a beggar, and ten years later he is still a beggar, which shows that this person has not made an inch in ten years."

Since he is content with the status quo, then there is nothing to regret about dying on the street at this time, he has to be responsible for himself, he has become a lazy and mediocre person relying on the generosity of the people of Tokyo, and he should have expected such a day. ”

Tie Xinyuan pointed to himself and said: "The kid learned from the ancient books that there are many people who can hang their official hats on the lobby and beg to go, but I don't know where the boy's baron's hat hangs to beg?" ”

Bao Zheng laughed and said, "Want to be alone? It's difficult, unless you hang your hat on the Jinluan Palace, it's possible, of course, you also have to do a good job of accepting the accountability of the Ministry of Rites and the Zongren Mansion.

If the head under the hat is also hung on it, then no one will hold you accountable for your misdeeds. ”

"My siblings gave me a good idea, if I bring 400 families from Jincheng County back to Tokyo to provide for them, will I be able to ignore the affairs of Jincheng County?"

Bao Zheng frowned and said: "It seems that you have a deep grudge against Jincheng County, would you rather break the fortune than bear the responsibility you should bear?" ”

Tie Xinyuan said: "It is a natural principle for those who have the ability to take greater responsibility, and I naturally should bear it, but if the responsibility is beyond the ability of this person, in the case of self-preservation, can he throw away the burden on his body and move forward lightly?"

It is inevitable that Taizong also fled back to Tokyo in a donkey cart back then, and the kid felt that he could follow suit. ”

Bao Zheng raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Qiaozhuang and said: "At the beginning of spring this year, the old man went to your Zhuangzi, you are squeezing oil, you come to tell the old man, can rapeseed produce oil without pressing?" ”

Tie Xinyuan gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "You mean that I am just a lazy person, I don't move without a whip, and I am likely to be like the beggar who just died?" ”

Bao Zheng smiled and said nothing, took Tie Xinyuan's hand and said: "It just so happens that the old man is going to attend a banquet, and everyone else has an afterlife to serve, but the old man doesn't, you accompany the old man." ”

As he spoke, he dragged him into an alley.

Tie Xinyuan looked around, and found that he and Bao Zheng were talking and walking, and they had come to Hubu Alley, where they were inhabited by dignitaries and nobles of the Great Song Dynasty, with tall houses stretching endlessly, and dense gatekeeper stone beasts lined up from the head of the alley to the end of the alley.

The vermilion door of the third house on the left was open, and there were a dozen servants standing in front of the door, and although the cold wind was cold, those servants still stood straight, and their clothes seemed to have been freshly washed, and the wind could not even blow the corners of their clothes.

Bao Zheng walked in front of him, and he didn't look at a white fat man standing at the door to greet him, Tie Xinyuan naturally ignored it, raised his neck, and only looked at people from the corners of his eyes, which he had already learned in the Wang family.

Sure enough, the old bag in a coarse cloth shirt entered the gate without hindrance, and no one dared to stop Tie Xinyuan, the white fat man led the way in front with broken steps, and Tie Xinyuan looked around, until now he didn't figure out whose house he had entered.

At the second entrance, there were countless gifts, and a large group of servants and stewards were busy receiving gifts, writing gift lists, and rolling names, which was very lively.

After Bao Zheng came in, the courtyard was immediately quiet, and a big man in brocade hurriedly came out, and Shi Lishi's head was about to be pestled on the ground.

"Fuzun ......"

Bao Zheng frowned and interrupted the man's words and said in a deep voice: "Shut up, the old man is here to congratulate Ling Zun on his birthday, not to give you prestige, after seeing Ling Zun, ask for a glass of wine and the old man will leave." ”

After speaking, a piece of money from his sleeve popped out of his sleeve and fell on the table of the bookkeeper, and said coldly: "This is the old man's congratulatory gift, write it down." ”

The brocade-clothed man looked extremely powerful, but he didn't even dare to straighten his waist in front of the thin Bao Zheng.

Tie Xinyuan looked left and right, took out two coins from his sleeve and put them on the table, and said to the account room with a smile: "This is my congratulatory gift, don't be too little, write them down together." ”

Bao Zheng glanced at Tie Xinyuan, took back a piece of money from the table and put it back in his sleeve, and said to Tie Xinyuan: "One hundred mosquito money is our meal money today, don't give more." ”

Tie Xinyuan wanted to say that the money that Bao Zheng took away was his own, but when he saw Bao Zheng striding into the courtyard, he had to hurriedly follow.

The entire courtyard courtyard of the second entrance has been put up with a color shed, and the door of the hall of the second entrance is opened.

An old man in a red longevity robe sat on the birthday chair in the middle, pointed to Bao Zheng who hurriedly entered the door and laughed: "I can charge you Bao Zheng a hundred yuan, even if the old man dies tomorrow, he will smile at Jiuquan." ”

Bao Zheng looked seriously at the white-haired old man who stood up from the chair tremblingly, stepped forward quickly to hold his hands and said, "Thirty years on the border, you haven't been boiled to death?" ”

The old man in red pointed to his white hair and smiled: "If you are dying, you are dying." ”

Bao Zheng asked in a voice: "Who is entrusted with the side affairs?" Your old man is not on the border, and the old man can't sleep. ”

The old man in red said with a smile: "Fu Bi, Yang Wenguang, they are all great talents and can be used." ”

Bao Zheng turned his head and shouted at Tie Xinyuan: "Don't kneel down to meet your grandfather." ”

Listening to Bao Zheng's voice, Tie Xinyuan finally understood who this old man in red was, and the border general who could make him so respectful had no one else except for the Zhi Kexing of the Zhi family army.

When the Western Xia invaded Huanqing, he sent out his army from Hedong to rescue, seized Jialuchuan, killed more than 400 enemies, surrendered more than 1,000 households, and captured tens of thousands of horses and livestock.

He was promoted to the prefect of the prefecture because of his merits. The imperial court crusaded against the Western Xia, and Zhe Kexing led the troops as the pioneers.

The great chief of Western Xia Bao Wu Liang led 10,000 horsemen to fight, and when the enemy crossed the mountain pass, he suddenly attacked, broke the Xia soldiers, and killed Wu Liang.

Guarding the Jialuchuan, building eight villages, resourceful and decisive, can defeat the enemy. Guarding the border for 30 years, loving nurses and soldiers, winning by surprise, with the most military exploits, people call them "broken soldiers".

The Great Song Dynasty and the Western Xia fought mostly ended in defeat, but this person fought hard to enter the hinterland of the Western Xia many times, not only rescued many Great Song people who were looted by the captured army, but also forced the Western Xia people to flee into Hengshan to protect themselves many times.

Kowtow to such a person, Tie Xinyuan did not have any psychological burden, and respectfully knelt down and kowtowed: "The offspring boy Tie Xinyuan kowtowed to Zhe Laozi, and congratulated Zhe Laozi on his longevity than Nanshan." (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 2