One hundred and thirty, a manic father and a worried son

The stationmaster of the post station was stunned by this staring and drinking, and he was frightened into a cold sweat, thinking to himself: In the end, he crawled out of the pile of dead people, and there was a thick murderous aura all over his body, and it was better to be careful when dealing with them, otherwise he would have provoked them that day, and he would have clicked people with a knife, and this head would not be able to be moved back. Thinking of this, he returned respectfully: "Yes! I remembered. But can I ask: will our station still be in the future? ”

The county Cheng took over the words on the side and said, "It's gone." The affairs of the post station are managed by the county's account book. From now on, you will be the people of the county farmhouse. You are the deputy head of the farmhouse, and you are in charge of farming. There is no master in charge of the farmhouse now, and if you do a good job, three months later, I will promote you to be the master and become the official official official of the Qin State, the second knight. What do you think? ”

When the stationmaster heard this, he was overjoyed. I didn't expect to ask just like this, so I asked an official official. Thinking that he had worked hard in Yunyang for almost ten years, he was still a post station master who did not recognize the stream, and now as long as he followed the new county official and struggled for three months, he exceeded his ten years of efforts, so the post station master split his mouth, smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming, and returned loudly: "That dare is good!" Colleagues who promise to do their own things well, and then give full play to the advantages of my familiarity with the local area, and be a good guide for you county officials! Okay, huh? ”

Ding Dong laughed and said, "Okay." How not. We are short of people who are familiar with the local situation, and if you have someone who is familiar with the local situation and has the talent, just give us a recommendation. We will be comrades-in-arms from now on. After Ding Dong finished speaking, Zhao Bao, the brigade commander who was still learning from him, patted the post station master on the shoulder, and smiled happily at the post station master.

After Gongzi Qian was tortured, he had no shame to stay with the prince, so he found an excuse to ask Duke Qin for resignation. Qin Cheng annoyed him, so he let him return to the fiefdom Yunyang. Yunyang is the northern capital of Qin, which governs the hilly and mountainous areas on both sides of the Jing River that are 80 miles long and 40 miles wide. Liu, the tenth ancestor of King Wen of Zhou, once led his clansmen to move from Yan Yun to the Zhou people, and cultivated fields and planted mulberry here. After his death, Gong Liu was also buried in the valley on the north bank of Jingshui. Gongzi Qian wanted to go back to the fiefdom to spend this life quietly, but the changing form and his father, who would be furious in case of trouble, forced him to hide in the tomb of Gongliu.

Gongzi pious daily with the tomb of the Zhou official (Zhou official. Because Gong Liu was a respected ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, the Zhou Dynasty built a tomb and set up officials for the New Year. Hands talk about black and white (black and white, Go), mouth talks about spring and autumn. Although he was also leisurely, the news of the success of the first order came from time to time, which made him very uneasy, and the second day after the new officials of Yunyang entered Yunyang. His first hand-to-hand conversation with Zhou Yan had just begun, and Zhou Yi said lightly that he was unsettled. Before Zhou Yan's words fell, his chessboard was kicked over. He was still quiet, and he bent down to pick up the chess pieces that were rolling in the ground.

The Zhou official who had just laughed at him jumped in fright at this time because of the ferocity of the comer. When I saw it, I dared to hurriedly bow my hand and say hello: "Yunyang Yi order!" Suppress your anger! Suppress your anger! Don't come to An? ”

"Ass! Lao Tzu is no longer the Yunyang Yi Order. After roaring, he kicked again at Gongzi Qian, who bent down to pick up the child. After being flashed by Childe's piety. The man shouted in a louder voice: "Get out of here!" ”

"Daddy! What's wrong with you? Only then did Gongzi Qian stand up and ask his father.

"New Yunyang official, I entered Yunyang yesterday!" Daddy yelled at him.

"That's it?" Childe smiled softly, then bent down to pick up the chess pieces underground. But his father's sword was around his neck. He stood up and smiled indifferently. More than a dozen nobles who came with his father hurriedly rushed over, dragged his father away, and snatched the long sword from his father's hand.

The father, who was struggling in the hands of everyone, roared while struggling: "Why are you a soft egg? Lao Tzu is the descendant of Mu Gong, and there can't be a soft egg like you. ”

"Daddy!" Seeing that his father was really not like what he was talking about, Childe suddenly shouted. not only frightened everyone, but also suppressed the frenzied father. "Please be courteous! The son is the prince of the eighteenth rank of Qin. It's not something that can be beaten and scolded by Qin Fourteen and other young lords. What's the big deal that makes you wait for everyone to come here in a panic? ”

Gongzi Qian is the prince in the end, and as soon as the official shelf is swinged, everyone feels that they are inviolable. Busy with the bow of the lord and the high lord. Although his father did not salute, but the anger in his body had long been gone, he actually walked up to his son with a smile on his face, and after punching his son in the chest, he laughed and said: "Medium! This is the seed of Lao Tzu in the future. ”

Gongzi Qian is most annoyed by his father's violent temper of being happy, angry, and full of foul words, but he is helpless. He just blinked, and then asked flatly, "What's the matter with me?" ”

When his father heard this, he was angry again: "! The three oak yang splashed skins, and they became the county commander, county officer, and county lieutenant of Lao Tzu Yunyang? With a thousand soldiers, he occupied Lao Tzu's Yunyang. Isn't that heaven-shattering? Ji Da and Wu Er of the dog day, they were beaten and kowtowed all over the ground by Lao Tzu in the past? The poor begging jingle was not driven away by Lao Tzu's doorman like a dog that day? Today, under the dead cunt, he actually climbed on Lao Tzu's head and became Lao Tzu's official master! Lao Tzu stabbed his fucking cunt. ”

A nobleman next to him really couldn't stand the pious father of the prince, so vulgar, so he grabbed the words and said: "The prince! It's all trifles. The most terrible thing is that the lord actually listened to Wei Ying's evil words and changed the ancestral system! ”

Gongzi Qian felt that the situation was strict, so he took the bamboo slip from the nobleman's hand. He unraveled it and took a look: it was the Duke of Qin's "Cutting and Sealing County Order" and "Opening the Decree to Restrict the Private Ownership of Slave Land." ”

After reading it, Gongzi was religious, and his heart was cold, this is a big deal? Killing nobles, punishing the prince, and Fu, compared with this, is a dusty thing. Gongzi Qian felt while watching: Daqin's ancestral industry was crumbling one by one. And the cracked rivers and mountains, with a bang, all collapsed on him. He couldn't hold it anymore, and was pressed into the underworld by the shattered country.

I don't know where I am? I don't know how long it took? Gongziqian suddenly heard the bitter cries of the ancestors. He was startled, and was about to salute his ancestors, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that the ancestors had all turned into the nobles and his father who surrounded him.

He was lying in his father's arms. The strong father, also with the nobles, howled and cried. Gongzi Qian couldn't help but be furious when he saw it, and he jumped up from his father's arms, stood up majestically, and shouted: "Don't cry!" ”

The crowd's cries stopped abruptly, except for occasional low sobs.