Chapter 22: Tens of Millions of Chang'an People, Send Me to the Frontier (Part I)
He trembled with anger, and then his eyes secretly glanced at several fair women beside him, and pointed at Guan Kuo with his finger and couldn't speak: "You...... You...... You wait, break out of prison, you're going to die! ”
As he spoke, he retreated, not knowing when he had fallen into the crowd or disappeared.
Guan Kuo was very satisfied.
He saw that the white-bearded old man had no old man's demeanor, and kept pointing at him like a shrew, and stomped his feet, all scolding a rhythm, a realm, so he nodded, with a smile on his face, looking very sincere:
"Old uncle, I see that you are so old, much older than my father, so your father is probably no longer alive, right? You keep humiliating my father, and in turn, I can't say anything more to your father, but I just want to warn you: your tutor seems to be much worse than the little sister just now, well, I don't think you can blame your father for this, you should be blamed for not learning well, right? ”
The white-bearded old man pointed to the sky and then to the ground, jumped to his feet in anger, and scolded: "Our family is a good family, how can you allow a villain like you to slander!?" ”
Guan Kuo tilted his head.
"We Tang people often say a sentence, I don't know if you have heard of it," he said, "that sentence is called full of benevolence and morality, a belly man###, you are here to say that my housekeeper is not, but you can ask yourself, yesterday, the day before yesterday, or even earlier, when your father was still educating you, did you do anything bad?" I won't say much here, but I hope that your Si family has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and it is a family of good people. ”
"At least I have the heart to say it, I used to be a housekeeper, but in my life, I haven't done anything like other officials you are still praising to bully men and women, if you can say one thing, my face can come up and let you beat it."
When he said these words, he raised his head, and looked a little silly, but proud.
I have never done anything that violates benevolence, righteousness and morality, so what momentum and confidence do you have when you talk about me today? Conversely, what about you, are you righteous? Are you ethical?
The white-bearded old man once said that he had a clear conscience and was a good man's family, but when he looked at Guan Kuo's frank attitude, he instantly weakened a little, especially when he thought that a few days ago, he was still calculating with each other because of some trivial things with Wang Er......
He immediately felt that his old face couldn't hang up.
He scolded Guan Qinghe for being an old thief, but the daughter-in-law of the second king of heaven still scolded the old thief at him...... He now felt as if the word "old thief" had been pasted all over his body with a smile and a groan, and he couldn't shake it off.
"Vertical ...... Rude! He stomped his feet in anger.
Maybe the people around them didn't pay much attention to the mutual "discussion" between them and Guan Kuo, but they all knew in their hearts that Guan Kuo was right, and that was enough.
Guan Kuo was also going to look for a few to "discuss and discuss", but the two guards were already impatient, and they walked forward against the surging crowd and hung him in the air.
"And I want to tell you that you're going to be disappointed," Guan Kuo struggled a little and waved his hand, "I didn't escape from prison, you want to watch me die, I'm sorry, it's impossible!" ”
There is no element of ridicule in his words, but in the eyes of others, it is ridicule - you expect me to die, but I will not die.
The crowds are surging, on the streets of Chang'an, where Guan Kuo passes, the mountains call the sea, as for how many of them are scolded because of the dialogue with Guan Kuo at the beginning, it doesn't matter anymore, people have a herd mentality, they scold, I also scold, there are many people there, everyone, rush!
Today is my last day in Chang'an, Guan Kuo smiled and said to himself, what a beautiful day this is, tens of millions of Chang'an people, send me to the frontier!
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Before the big prison, the procedures for the prison and the escort of officers and soldiers had been completed, and several prisoner vans stayed quietly in the spring, and about a dozen prisoners were locked inside, and all of them were about to be sent to the frontier to fill the army.
The sun is shining, the white clouds are stretched a little long, and the blue sky is thousands of miles at a glance.
The spring breeze was a little warm, and the wildflowers beside the road swayed slightly, shimmering with crystal dewdrops.
It's a great day, for most people.
Not many people care about the fate of those who are about to be taken to the frontier.
Of course, this is in the past, and today, some people in front of the prison always feel that there is an unusual atmosphere echoing in the air.
"One less?" The commander of the prisoner cart swept his eyes coldly, and asked coldly.
The person in charge of the handover in the prison looked embarrassed for a moment, and said, "It's true that there is one person missing." ”
"Who it is, and because of what, if it's because there is some special reason, it needs to be reported." There was something unmistakable in the words of the Commander.
The man in the prison smiled and said, "Guan Kuo." ”
The Archon frowned.
"the old thief's son." He said.
The people in the prison stepped forward and whispered a few words, briefly explaining what Princess Guangle and Xue Zhao had done.
"What did the princess and General Xue promise...... It should come, and it won't be missed. Finally he said.
The commander's face softened a little, and said, "Since it is the princess and General Xue, there should be no problem, just wait here for the time being." ”
The spring of Chang'an, in fact, is not too special elsewhere, but as an imperial city, the scenery is very chic, and it looks quite poetic.
The wind blows all things, static and moving, combined with each other, becoming a whole, just like in a painting.
In the prison car, those who knew that they had no hope of survival had different expressions and movements, some looked desperate, let the spring breeze blow their messy long hair, leaned there in a daze, motionless, some had a hearty personality, pointed out the country, and talked non-stop in their mouths, as if this trip was gone, it was only regarded as a tour of the mountains and rivers, and some were scolding, but they didn't know who he was scolding.
Tie Shan sat there without speaking, just smiled at the various expressions of those people, judging from his name, he seemed to be a strong man with a straightforward personality, but if he wiped his dirty face and changed into a brocade robe, he would definitely be a beautiful boy, and a very handsome and masculine one.
The thing he committed was very simple, he cut his wife who had not passed through the door long ago and a young man surnamed Wang on the same street in half, tied the four sections together, and threw them outside the city to feed the wild dogs, because his new wife was still secretly having a private meeting with the young man surnamed Wang.