The son of the Song family took over the emperor's list, and when he re-entered Beijing, he met the old man.

Song Qiulai just returned to Beijing and had a guiding stone, it was inevitable that he would not like it, thinking that this first step was a step out, which was really a spring breeze and a horseshoe disease. After all, with this imperial list, Song Qiulai felt that he had really returned to Beijing. I didn't even want to think about how he had just returned to the capital and the Imperial Forest Forbidden Army Dragon Camp would personally come to post this little emperor list? Why do you happen to be childhood friends? How can the list be the history of his Song family fifty years ago? Ten years ago, the eight-year-old would have thought that there would not be such a coincidental good thing in this world, and he would have thought about it, after all, the pie in the sky was not so delicious. But at this time, Song Qiulai also knew that any opportunity was accompanied by the truth that the whole body was moved, but he didn't realize that his opportunity was just a bait to lure him into the game.

There is a reason for this imperial list, which comes from the keen sense of smell in the court, and the sense of smell of the general trend in the court is by no means something that can be described in a few hundred words and thousands of words in a history book. Emperor Jin had long smelled the smell of peace, and issued an edict two years ago to allow generals to recruit troops and encourage people to join the army. A year after the decree was issued, the people in the court were afraid that after the army grown, the generals in the army held heavy troops and endangered their own status, and advised the Jin Emperor to reclaim the generals' military power, although the Jin Emperor was afraid of being powerless during the war, but he was afraid that the major generals would support the army and respect themselves, and refused to be controlled by the imperial power, so he immediately strengthened the supervision of the army, and set up a military supervision department independent of the imperial court, which was directly ordered by the Jin Emperor himself to supervise the affairs of the army, and the commander of more than 1,000 people had files in the department.

But the court has been advocating civil officials for too long, which naturally leads to the situation of emphasizing literature and light military force in the country, and the private school of the folk school palace is set up, and the people all think that the child only has a cold window to study and become an official is the right way to glorify the ancestors, that is, although there is a good fortune in the army, there are very few people who join the army. There are too many veterans in the army, there is a lack of new sprouts, and the strength of the military struggle has greatly declined. And all kinds of coincidences are just a son in the game.

The book "Iron Horse Fu" has been circulated in the capital since the Chinese military officials of the dynasty, and naturally Song Qiu, the son of the Song family, who knew that young talent, had returned to Beijing.

"The iron cavalry covers the sky, and the four hundred sons and daughters step on the capital."

"I don't know where to sleep, the iron clothes are not affected by the cold sand, and they are swaying and slashing."

"Red Feather has two wings, and he is not afraid of the halberd to break into the enemy camp alone."

"The wind blows dry bones and dark bones, the cold wind kills a few people, the platinum flag is stained black with blood, and the thunder drum is not left, how many heroes and ghosts have to return to peace!"

"The Jin State has an iron horse, not for the court, not for the merit, Xuanhe is famous in the north of Xinjiang!"

The more than 3,000 words written by Song Qiu in the three days are full of the history of the iron horse, and he didn't mention anything about the Song family, for fear that the Jin Emperor would have unwarranted suspicion and suppression of the Song family, and he still knew something about the affairs of the imperial court.

It should have been written in one day, but it took three days, and in these three days, old childhood friends in Beijing learned that he had returned to Beijing from Cui Jiawen, and they all came to the door one after another to reminisce about the old days, and invited him to go back to live in the house, but they were all rejected by Song Qiulai one by one, and the person who came today couldn't refuse. Not for identity, but for affection. Song Qiulai's best friend when he was a child, the little kid back then, and now the Qin King Shanhuai.

The middle of the capital is like a chaotic forest, lying in the mountains and forests.

A majestic mansion falls in the imperial city, the door of the mansion hangs "Qin Wangfu", and the left and right sides write "the vicissitudes of the sea and so on, and the years have not begun to change"

In the back garden pavilion of Fuzhong, two men and a woman sit in it and drink tea, in addition to the tea set, there is also a plate of halva on the table. The capital is chaotic, people's hearts are panicked, and it is so leisurely to be able to chat in this picturesque garden! It's a pity.

On the tea table, sitting in front of Song Qiulai, the man was freshly dressed and angry, and his bearing was extraordinary, and he looked like if it was either a dragon horse or a phoenix, it was Shanhuai. At the age of eighteen, he is the king of one word, and he is already a dragon and phoenix.

"Have you figured out the answer?" Song Qiulai drank a cup of tea and said to Shanhuai with a smile.

Shan Huai was slightly puzzled and just wanted to ask something, so he casually pursed his lips and smiled, and his eyes couldn't help but reflect the scene from more than ten years ago.

Twelve years ago, in the palace, in the middle of the night, the moon was like frost, and two children who had escaped squatted in the back garden pavilion.

The boy in white's immature face was innocent, and he begged in a milky voice: "I'll give you two pieces of candy, don't do it like this, okay?" As a young man, he also understood that some things were not easy to achieve.

The boy in purple learned to look like an adult, and hummed: "It's not good, I can have a lot of food like my father, and I can have a lot of little girls to play with me." ”

The boy in white looked a little worried, and even cried a little: "Then I'll give you five pieces of candy, okay if you don't do that?" I've only got six. "This boy in white loves candy the most.

The purple-clothed boy pursed his lips and said, "It's not uncommon for me to give them all." Then he saw a candle flame not far away, and said in fear, "Run, come and catch us." ”

Eleven years ago, it was still in that pavilion, and there were still two children.

The boy in white raised his chin and said proudly with a smile: "Today, your father praised me for my good writing!" ”

I already know Qiongxiao in my heart, and Hongchen is a dragon platform!

The boy in purple pretended not to care, but his eyes were full of envy, and his voice couldn't be hidden, and he said in a deep voice: "What is this?" After a few words, he blushed a little embarrassed and said, "Can you help me write a few sentences." ”

The boy in white snorted and asked with doubts, "You also want your father to praise you?" ”

The purple-clothed boy bit his lip and said innocently: "Mother said, my father praised me, and I will be a little closer to my father's beautiful chair." ”

Ten years ago, they were still two children, but at the city gate.

The boy in white cried but said in a firm tone: "I'm leaving, but I'll be back." As he spoke, he sniffled and wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve.

The boy in purple couldn't cry anymore, and choked up: "Then I'll wait for you to come back, talk counts, and I'll buy you a lot of candy when you come back." ”

At this time, a carriage was about to leave, and the boy in purple let go of the corner of the boy in white who had been pulling tightly, and cried reluctantly, and the boy in white asked a question he had always wanted to ask: "What do you want?" ”

The boy in purple even softened his sobs a little and froze. He thought of a lot of things. There is sugar, there are people coaxing, there is that beautiful chair with a dragon, and many more, but I don't know what to say, and I think of it for a while.

When the boy in white was pulled into the carriage by the adults, he had not yet told what he wanted.

The carriage was wrapped in smoke and dust, and disappeared on the official road, and the two were not seen again for ten years.

A few years have passed, and the two children have grown into teenagers, and they have slowly understood two words, which are called the world.

The boy in white is Song Qiulai, and the boy in purple is Shanhuai.

After a few seconds of recalling those childhood years, he replied with a nostalgic smile, "Got it." ”

Song Qiulai took the tea handed over by the woman next to him, smiled, took a few sips, and asked leisurely, "Then do you still want it?" ”

Shan Huai laughed, that position was in his heart since he was small, how could he give it up? smiled and replied calmly: "How can you not want to?" ”

Song Qiulai swallowed his throat, glanced at the woman next to him and glanced at Shanhuai, Shanhuai looked at the woman with love and introduced: "I forgot to introduce, this is the little sister Daiqing." Then I made a brief introduction.

Dai Qing was wandering the streets when she was nine years old, and happened to be met by Concubine Lan, who was traveling, and was brought back to the palace by Shanhuai's mother. Concubine Lan saw that this little girl's appearance was somewhat similar to her eyebrows, so she liked this little girl from the bottom of her heart. When Concubine Lan first brought back Daiqing that year, it was he who coaxed Daiqing to be happy and didn't let her be scared anymore. In the blink of an eye, seven years later, the little girl who followed behind Shanhuai grew into a Peugeot beauty, with phoenix eyes and red lips, and she had a bit of a sense of captivating the country and the city. When no one is around, they are referred to as brother and sister.

Song Qiulai knew that he was not an outsider, and there was something he didn't seem to want to mention, but he still asked slowly with some concern: "Then you and the eldest brother?" ”

The eldest brother he mentioned was the eldest prince of the Jin Kingdom, and Shan Ye was the easiest person to sit on the throne. When I was young, I often took the two of them to play.,At that time, the two of them were in trouble and were carried by the Mountain Night Gang.,It's not okay if you don't resist.,After all, half of the restless temperament of the two is what he's used to.,The Mountain Night is to carry it down first and then find the two of them to settle accounts after the autumn.,It's just a matter of duty to slap the heads of the two of them.。

After hearing this, Shan Huai's face did not change much, and he still smiled while sipping tea: "Big brother also knows that I have the heart to fight for the East Palace." ”

Song Qiulai was stunned for a moment, and saw that Shanhuai didn't seem to care at all, just like watching a child's play, but how could the throne be a child's play? Hurriedly asked, "How did the eldest brother know?" ”

Shan Huai didn't think about it, stretched out his sleeves and handed Song Qiu a piece of halva, and replied frankly: "I said it to him." ”

Seeing that Song Qiulai didn't speak, Shan Huai looked at him a few times, rolled his eyes and smiled, and said with emotion: "You still don't know the character of the eldest brother?" Isn't anything good trying to give to us? ”

Song Qiulai smiled bitterly, held the candy in the palm of his hand, and said it directly based on the relationship between the two, and asked with a little doubt: "How can the prince and the prince be the same?" ”

Shan Huai continued to laugh and said: "I asked similar questions, but what I asked is the emperor and the prince the same?" ”

Song Qiulai, who heard this, felt a chill on his back, and a cold sweat broke out. hurriedly answered: "What did the eldest brother say?" ”

Shan Huai said unhurriedly: "Big brother, he said, if you dare to put up a fight with the imperial brother when you become the prince, how can I teach you a lesson when I see it." At this time, Shanhuai compared it to the appearance of wanting to beat the two of them at night, and said helplessly: "That's it, if I can't sit in that position, I can't stand him." ”

Song Qiulai smiled bitterly, took a bite of the halva he hadn't eaten, and laughed at himself slightly: "That's my villain's heart." "Song Qiulai has always known that Shanye is reckless and generous, but he didn't expect to be so generous, not anyone can do it if he enters the golden mountain, that position is not only a golden mountain, but also a thing called the mentally retarded Daquan.

A fresh breeze blew and a few yellow leaves fell. Shan Huai picked up a withered yellow leaf and looked at the veins on it carefully, as if he saw the warmth and coldness of the people changing over the years, and said with hazy eyes: "It's okay, too much can be changed in ten years." ”

Song Qiulai couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he had been in his ten years, and naturally knew that he was not talking about himself, and felt that Shanhuai had something to say, and asked with a little sentimentality: "What are you talking about?" ”

Shan Huai looked at the yellowing leaves, didn't want to look at them anymore, and replied a little dimly: "Not everyone can be as open-minded as the eldest brother." ”

Song Qiulai naturally understood how much Shanhuai wanted to sit on that dragon chair, and he also understood Shanhuai's sense of guilt. But is that dragon chair Shanhuai alone wanting to sit? The people who are qualified to stand outside the door of that supreme hall are just the same group of people who have known each other since childhood.

Song Qiu looked at Shanhuai, who had grown from an immature child to a handsome son, and was extremely lonely at the moment, his heart moved, and he asked jokingly: "Why don't you see your princess Qin?" ”

Shanhuai smiled bitterly, replied "not married yet" and shook the teacup as if he didn't want to mention it.

I saw Dai Qing smiling and talking about an incident in Shanhuai a year ago.

A year ago, Fengzhou, as the second largest state of the Jin Kingdom, was flooded and had no harvest, and the Jin Emperor opened the treasury to put 900,000 taels of silver, and Shanhuai volunteered to go to the disaster relief. Shanhuai first implemented porridge and loans in Fengzhou, and then raised the price of goods in Fengzhou, attracting foreign merchants to trade, and encouraging the people to build water conservancy and work for relief. Although the process was a little difficult, in the end it still won the voice of the people, the Jin Emperor Longyan Dayue, the Jin Feng Shanhuai as the King of Qin, and built the Qin Palace. Emperor Jin asked Shanhuai what else to reward, Shanhuai Dao just wanted to find a woman, Emperor Jin asked who it was, Shanhuai said that he only knew what he looked like. Emperor Jin allowed to find a painter to draw this woman to find in the Jin Kingdom, but a year has passed and has not been found.

When I first met the woman's land, Shanhuai went many times, just to see her again, but I never saw her again, and every time I went to the house and returned with a disappointment.

Shanhuai's expression was gloomy for a long time, and he muttered in his mouth: "Yulou Tian met at the beginning of the day, and he didn't know Qing in the middle of the day, and he was infatuated, but he didn't meet again." "With the world in mind, he is resolute and resolute for no reason, and he is an infatuated species.

Song Qiulai was a little surprised, what kind of beauty could attract the dignified King Qin to be like this, Dai Qing seemed to understand Song Qiulai's thoughts, so she went to Shanhuai study to get a portrait of the woman.

Song Qiulai opened the picture scroll, only to see that the woman in the painting was like a new hibiscus, and her eyebrows were unforgettable. But he looked at it again and hissed, he had seen this woman, it was two years ago, by Yu Yuzhen's side.

Shanhuai was surprised when he saw Song Qiulai, although he didn't report that Song Qiulai could recognize this woman's thoughts, but he also had some expectations, and asked, "Qiulai, have you seen this person?" The tone was a little desperate, he had asked this too many times, but it ended in nothing.

Song Qiulai laughed, put down the picture scroll and said an astonishing word, and smiled confidently: "I can find this person." ”

He gave Song Qiulai an answer, and Song Qiulai also gave him an answer.

Shanhuai has a piece of the world in his heart, but Song Qiulai does not have the world in his heart, but he is in the overall situation that includes the whole world.