In the study room of the county hall. Depity

Wang Ping's face changed.

Eventually, his eyelids drooped.

And it hung for a full two quarters of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour later.

Wang Ping suddenly raised his eyelids.

His eyes stared at Sun Daohua's eyes burningly.

"Is Sun Junshou true?" Depity

Wang Ping said in a hoarse voice.

"His Royal Highness King Yan said it himself."

Sun Daohua sighed silently when he heard this, and then replied.

As soon as this statement came out.

The huge lobby and study room fell into the same dead silence as before.

Wang Ping lowered his head and pondered quietly without saying a word.

I don't know how long it took. Depity

Wang Fang raised his head again.

"When will His Royal Highness King Yan do the work for relief?"

Wang Ping's eyes were deep, and his voice was hoarse.

"Early March."

Sun Daohua replied truthfully.

"Okay."

Wang Ping nodded noncommittally when he heard this. Depity

Then he got up and bowed deeply to Sun Daohua.

"From today onwards, regarding all the movements of the Yan Wangfu, please also ask Sun Junshou to inform Yu Ping as soon as possible."

Wang Ping spoke in a deep voice, his voice full of hoarseness.

"You and I are in the same boat, and we will be in the same boat."

Sun Daohua got up from his seat and returned the salute with an extremely serious face.

"Sun Jun's words are extreme, and Sun Jun's words are extreme."

Wang Ping forcibly suppressed the thoughts in his heart and grinned. Depity

The words fell.

Sun Daohua nodded wordlessly.

Then he glanced at the Taishi chair outside the study, which symbolized the position of the county guard.

When Wang Ping saw this, his heart instantly understood.

"Sun Junshou doesn't need to worry too much."

"Usually repair a book on the same day and submit it to the Jingshi."

"After Sun Junshou quells the rebellion." Depity

"With the merits of Sun Junshou, there is nothing else to say from the center."

Wang Ping smiled and reassured.

Sun Daohua took the inside story of Yanwangfu as his name.

Naturally, it needs to react somewhat.

And the position of Zuo Shaoqing of the Sipin Dali Temple has been vacant for many days.

There are not a few people in the court who are watching his position.

Even though Wang Xianlin, who was born in the Langya Wang family, was an official to the Ministry of Officials. Depity

On top of this, it is also necessary to "dot" several times, and even sell part of the interests.

In the study room of the county hall.

When Sun Daohua heard this, a deep smile instantly appeared on his face.

"There is the head of the Lao Wang's family."

After a few breaths, Sun Daohua calmed down for a moment and then solemnly bowed his hand.

"Sun Jun's words are serious."

Wang Ping chuckled and returned the salute. Depity

Not much.

Wang Ping, who was full of worries, greeted him several times, and then left with his hand.

In front of the county hall.

Sun Daohua sent Wang Ping to the platform with a smile on his face.

After Wang Ping's figure completely disappeared from sight.

A breeze blows.

The smile on Sun Daohua's face disappeared in an instant. Depity

The night grew deeper and deeper at this moment.

......

......

It's midnight.

The night was dark.

The crescent moon, the only one in heaven and earth, still emits a faint light.

On a remote official road more than ten miles south of Fuyang City. Depity

A thin figure staggered through the hazy night wrapped in coarse cloth on his shoulders.

The journey was not long.

The thin figure suddenly paused on the other side of the official road.

Wrap your shoulders around your waist.

The thin figure suddenly faced the front of the official road and bent deeply.

It's all in one go.

The thin figure slowly got up, and then knelt heavily on his knees facing the official road in front of him. Depity

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After a few breaths, three knocking sounds suddenly came from the dark official road.

The thin figure knelt on his knees on the official road, his forehead pressed tightly against the cool ground.

For a while, there was no other sound on the dark official road except for the sound of insects chirping from time to time.

For a long time, for a long time. Depity

The thin figure slowly got up, and took two or three steps forward.

Three dull thumps followed.

After three bows and nine bows.

The emaciated figure re-wrapped the coarse cloth around his shoulder.

Then he walked towards Fuyang City in the dark without looking back.

Walk all the way, stop and go.

Only the hazy moonlight is with it, and only the insects and frogs are with it. Depity

More than ten miles away, the thin figure walked for several hours.

When the time comes, the eastern canopy is beginning to bloom.

The hungry and thin figure finally made its way to the south gate moat.

"Hitoki."

Just as the thin figure was panting and staring at the majestic city with closed gates not far away.

Not far away, a figure suddenly walked beside the moat.

Suddenly familiar words. Depity

The thin figure was instantly struck by lightning and froze in place.

"Hisahiro!"

"It's you!"

The figure by the moat limped to the front with a long stick.

"Tiger ...... Uncle Huzi ......"

"You...... Why are you ...... here?"

Song Guangxi's eyes were glazed, and he looked at Song Hu who was limping in disbelief. Depity

"I dreamed of an old woman last night."

"The old lady in the dream can't rest assured of you, please take care of you no matter what."

"I can't sleep when I wake up."

"I went to your house and looked at it."

Song Hu walked closer, put down the long stick in his hand and sat directly on the ground, with a tired face to tell the events of last night one by one.

When Song Hu rushed to Song Guangxi's house last night, Song Guangxi had already disappeared.

Disappeared along with Song Guangxi, as well as several books that he regarded as his fate in the past. Depity

See here.

Song Hu hurriedly ran out of Songjia Village and rushed to the ancestral grave of Song Guangxi's family.

After a failed search.

Song Hu had to rush to the place where Song Laosan was killed.

Still looking for it without success.

Song Hu guessed in his heart that there was only one place left.

Namely, the city of Frustration. Depity

In desperation.

Song Hu had to take a shortcut and rush to the city gate in advance.

If you still can't find Song Guangxi's figure this time.

Song Hu really didn't know how to explain to his dead old woman.

The Song Hu family for more than 30 years is a well-known rich family within a radius of ten miles from Songjia Village.

It is precisely because of this that Song Hu's family was naturally remembered by thieves.

One night thirty years ago. Depity

Two vicious thieves sneaked into Song Hu's house to commit theft.

After being discovered by Song's father, the two thieves not only did not escape, but instead went on a killing spree at Song Hu's house.

Song Guangxi's grandmother worked as a long-term worker in Song Hu's house back then.

If it weren't for the fact that he saw that the situation was not good, he hurriedly picked up the seven-year-old Song Hu and hid in the well.

Even if Song Hu didn't die under the thief's knife, he would probably not be able to resist the sky-high fire that followed.

After that night.

Song Hu's family of twelve, except for his luck

In the next life, the rest will die unexpectedly. Depity

Of the several long-term and short-term workers in the family, only Song Guangxi's grandmother survived.

As for the wealth of Song Hu's family.......

Houses, food and other items were burned to the ground.

Money, treasures and other items were looted by thieves.

The fields, deeds and other things were divided up by the relatives of the Song family who rushed to hear the news.

Overnight, Song Hu went from the young master of the Song family who everyone envied to a homeless lost dog.

If it weren't for Song Guangxi's grandmother's kindness, she would have taken it in. Depity

I am afraid that Song Hu has already died of hunger and cold.

Twenty years ago.

The Great Zhou Xiongnu used troops again and again.

The Mobei battlefield is like a meat grinder, and countless people die every day.

Afterward.

The villagers took the strong men who caught the strong men from house to house.

Song Guangxi's uncle was arrested at that time. Depity

It's been less than three months.

A shocking piece of bad news came from the Mobei battlefield.

Uncle Song Guangxi's group of strong men had not yet reached the frontal battlefield when they were attacked by the Huns.

A total of 15,000 strong men in Yandi Valley and Yuyang counties were not spared, and the whole army was wiped out.

Month after month.

The officials who caught the strong men came to Songjia Village again.

It was Song Guangxi's second uncle who was arrested this time. Depity

During that time, Song Guangxi's grandmother washed her face with tears almost day and night.

Half a year later, on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Mrs. Song received the four taels of silver that she least wanted to see in her life.

Song Guangxi's second uncle's battalion was undertaking the task of the palace.

The battalion of 3,125 people died heroically.

And the four taels of silver are the pensions of Song Guangxi's second uncle.

After Chinese New Year's Eve. Depity

Mrs. Song was nearly blind.

In order to leave a blood vein for the family.

Mrs. Song begged Song Laosan and Song Hu to leave Songjia Village, Chenjia Town, Fuyang City, and Shanggu County!

Even if you leave Yandi, the farther you go, the better.

But Song Laosan said that he wouldn't leave.

First, because he couldn't let go of his mother, who was getting old and weak, and his eyes were almost blind.

The second is because Song Laosan was at the age of blood and strength at that time. Depity

I don't want to go into battle to kill the enemy all the time, avenge my brother, make meritorious contributions, and return to my hometown.

Half a month later.

The front line is tight again.

The ghostly servants began to go door to door to catch strong men again.

All male members of the family who are over fourteen years old must send one of them to join the army.

And Song Guangxi's family still had two men at that time.

After Song Hu struggled several times, he finally knocked Song Laosan unconscious and embarked on the road to death with the servants. Depity

No one knows what Song Hu experienced in those years.

When years later.

General Zhao Qing came to the Mobei battlefield in person.

After retreating two thousand miles from the enemy in one fell swoop.

After many years, Song Hu returned to Songjia Village again.

But because of the events of that year, there was a slight gap with Song Laosan.

Xu is because of the kindness of repaying the nurturing of the year. Depity

Xu is accustomed to seeing life and death.

Whenever Song Laosan chatters.

Song Hu will always let him vent with a hippie smile and never argue with him.

......

......

South of the city of Fuyang, in front of the moat.

Song Guangxi stared at Song Hu, who was sitting on the ground with a tired face, with a complicated expression, and was speechless for a long time. Depity

"Uncle Huzi, why are you bothering?"

After a while, Song Guangxi sighed with a complicated expression.

"I promised your grandmother that I would take care of you."

Song Hu gasped a few times,

There is a color of perseverance between the eyebrows.

The words fell.

There was a loud creaking sound behind them.

When the two of them turned their heads to look. Depity

The suspension bridge next to the majestic city wall has already fallen in half.

"Let's go, the city gate is open, let's go to the county office together."

Song Hu struggled to get up with a long stick.

"Uncle Huzi, what's wrong with your leg?!"

Song Guangxi didn't come back to his senses completely until this time, and then hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Nothing."

"It's just that I slipped and fell on the road in the dark." Depity

Song Hu waved his hand, and then gently pushed Song Guangxi's hands away.

Limped towards the drawbridge with a long stick.

Song Guangxi looked at Song Hu's limping figure, and his nose instantly became sour.

I felt mixed feelings in my heart.

There is news about the wanton slaughter of thieves outside Fuyang City, and in recent days, everyone inside and outside Fuyang City has really known and known.

And how could Song Guangxi, as the bitter master of that gang of thieves, not pay more attention to this kind of news.

After many inquiries found out that the gang of thieves only committed crimes during the day. Depity

While Song Guangxi felt the lawlessness of the thieves in his heart, he secretly made a plan to rush to Fuyang City late at night.

He didn't know when Song Hu found out that he had disappeared.

But he understands that from Song Hu's house to his own home, from his own house to the ancestral tomb to the remote official road, and then to Fuyang City.

It was not easy for the anxious Song Hu to travel this way.

"Uncle Huzi, wait for me."

Song Guangxi wiped the moist corners of his eyes, calmed down a little, and then quickly chased after him.

...... Depity

......

It was nearly noon.

The streets of Frustrated Yang City, which have been depressed for more than a night.

Finally, at the time of the sun, the prosperity and liveliness of the past were restored again.

Song Hu and Song Guangxi, uncles and nephews who had no intention of caring about him, struggled through one street after another, either prosperous or depressed.

Finally, exhausted, we arrived at the street where the county government was located.

Fang and his entourage went to the street where the county government was located. Depity

Song Hu and Song Guangxi's uncle and nephew were instantly stunned by the sight of their eyes.

As far as the eye can see.

At least two or three miles of streets are covered with figures wearing linen and wearing filial piety.

What's more, I don't know whether it is cinnabar or blood as ink, and there are one big injustice words written on Mai Yi one after another.

farther away.

There was a faint sound of weeping and wailing wafting intermittently.

And in the shade of trees on both sides of the street. Depity

Lying flat on the back, one corpse after another covered with straw mats.

At a glance, there are at least hundreds.

"This ...... This group of bandits is really ...... It's really lawless, lawless!"

Even Song Hu, who was accustomed to seeing life and death when he was young, was stunned for half a quarter of an hour before he came back to his senses.

"Hiki, what are you going to do?"

"Looking at this situation, the county government will definitely not take care of us for a while."

Song Hu calmed down for a moment, and then looked at the main gate of the county government in a mess. Depity

"Go to the county office and ask to see the warden."

"If the warden's warden's keeper can't take care of it, ask to see the ward's master."

"If the owner of the torture house can't manage it, he will ask to see the county."

"If the county can't control it, ask to see the county guard."

"If the county guard still can't control it, go and ask to see King Yan."

"If King Yan can't do anything about that group of thieves, he will go to Beijing to sue the emperor!"

"Believe it or not, there is no one in the world to clean up that gang of thieves." Depity

Song Guangxi took a deep breath and replied through gritted teeth.

His eyes were full of hatred and madness.

Hearing this, Song Hu didn't

I sighed deeply.

"Don't say that you will sue the royal court, the king of Yan, and the county guard."

"I'm afraid you and I won't even be able to see the wardens of the torture chamber today."

Song Hu said helplessly.

Compared with Song Guangxi, who only reads sage books, even Fuyang City rarely sets foot in it. Depity

Song Hu, who had fought on the Mobei battlefield for several years, and was finally able to return to his hometown unscathed, had undoubtedly seen more of the world.

It also understands the dark side of the world better.

"Let's go to the county government to beat the drum and voice the grievances first."

"Try it before you have no regrets."

Hearing this, Song Guangxi grabbed the coarse cloth package on his shoulder, and replied with a firm face.

Although he has never seen the world, he rarely sets foot in Fuyang City.

But this does not mean that Song Guangxi really knows nothing about the outside world. Depity

The collection of books in the master's house in Chenjiazhen.

Tang newspapers sent from Beijing and other places.

In the small hall of flies on the pier, there is a lot of talk from the three religions and nine streams.

Storytellers in restaurants and teahouses, etc., etc., etc.

It is the window to understand the field.

Not long since.

Song Guangxi also had a dream of gaining fame and ascending to heaven in one step. Depity

But even literacy and hyphenation rely on tenacious character, and he grinds it with sincerity again and again.

Where is the money to gain fame step by step.

As for home help?

As the lowest level, Song Guangxi's family is already very difficult to survive, so how can they help.

......

......

Two quarters of an hour later. Depity

Song Hu and Song Guangxi were driven out of the county government without accident.

Even the coarse cloth wrapping that Song Guangxi regarded as his life was thrown on the street by the officials with disgust on his face.

Seeing that Song Hu had already stretched out his hand to wrap it on his shoulder.

Song Guangxi hurriedly grabbed Song Hu.

After hurriedly picking up the package that had been casually discarded on the ground.

Song Guangxi immediately pulled Song Hu out of the county office.

From the moment he saw the long stick in Song Hu's hand. Depity

Song Guangxi already knew what was in the slightly shriveled package on Song Hu's shoulder.

"Uncle Huzi, don't be impulsive."

Under the shade of a tree a mile away from the county office, Song Guangxi let go of Song Hu and immediately opened his mouth to reassure.

"What now?"

Song Hu, who was gradually angered in his heart, took several deep breaths, and then asked in a deep voice.

"Now I have to find a restaurant to make a name for myself."

"If it still doesn't work, then you can only try your luck outside the Yan Wang's Mansion." Depity

Song Guangxi patted the package in his hand with a worried face.

He originally wanted to use the things in the package to fish in troubled waters and enter the county office.

I hope that after entering the county office, I can find someone who knows the goods.

But when he finally took out the package, the impatient official drove the uncle and nephew out.

"Famous?"

"How to make a name for yourself?"

"What do you want to make a name for?" Depity

Song Hu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked again and again.

"This thing."

Song Guangxi opened the coarse cloth package with a sad face, and took out several sheets of rice paper with handwriting written on it.

Although the rice paper was crude, the handwriting on it was particularly pleasing to the eye.

"What is this?"

Song Hu said with a puzzled face.

"Five treatises on Hungary, five treatises on governance." Depity

Song Guangxi took a deep breath, and then slowly blurted out.

"Five Treatises on Hungary, Five Treatises on Governance?!"

"You wrote that?"

"Does it work?"

Song Hu looked at Song Guangxi with a look of disbelief when he heard this.

"It's not a joy to write."

"This is the master's life's work." Depity

"Hi is just writing for me."

Song Guangxi shook his head slightly, and then replied truthfully.

"It was written by Master Chen."

"That's no problem, you and I can go quickly."

Song Hu couldn't help but show a sudden look on his face when he heard this.

Then he urged again and again.

Although Song Hu didn't know what kind of knowledge Master Chen, who had been dead for more than two years, was. Depity

But by chance.

Song Hu once "smelled" a unique "aura" of a military person in Chen Fuzi's body.

And Master Chen's military atmosphere is strong.

Far more than Qu who has been in the army for more than ten years and has fought at least fifty or sixty battles in large and small battles.

How can the life's work of such a character be simple?

That's what I think about.

Song Hu's originally hurried complexion changed again in an instant. Depity

"No, no, no."

"We can't go to the restaurant."

"If something so important is heard by a person of impure mind."

"It's going to cause us endless trouble."

"In my opinion."

"Let's go directly to the gate of King Yan's Mansion."

Song Hu glanced left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention to his side, so he changed his words again and again. Depity