Chapter 16: A Model for Our Generation (For the Alliance Leader Babao Z Plus 5/5)
The autumn rain is pouring down on the mountains and fields, and the long-dried soil is desperately sucking every drop of rainwater.
On the official road, the banner hunting, the iron hooves trampled on the smoke and dust and drifted obliquely to the sky, and the fierce cavalry and ironclad foot soldiers escorted a luxurious carriage in the middle of the middle with a vigilant look.
Passing business travelers and pedestrians retreated and bowed their heads.
Su Chen opened the corner of the curtain, looked at the foggy outside, and the voice of his father Su Congfang admonished him in his ears, "When you get to the house, you have to let him behave in the rules." "Don't leave it to your heart." "Master Fang is also quite famous in the court." Wait a minute.
"Did you hear what your father said just now?" The old man sitting upright in the middle glanced at his absent-minded son on the side, even if he heard Su Chen's mouth say 'um', the old man knew that he didn't listen at all.
Su Congfang sighed and changed her head: "What are you doing with your father and bringing a piece of spiritual position?" β
"I'm afraid that I will miss my ancestors, so I will bring one with me."
Su Chen lowered the curtain and retracted his gaze, his tone was relaxed, but it made Su Congfang's eyes widen.
"I hope that in the future, I will be with your mother for a hundred years, and your filial piety can be used for this, and my father will thank you. Tell your father, who are the people you have made up on this spiritual position? β
The old man didn't dare to say that the ancient was all over the present, but hundreds of years ago, the names and nicknames of the kings of the previous dynasties also knew some, and he had never heard of the names and names on the spiritual thrones enshrined by the younger son.
Right now, father and son are sitting in a carriage, and they can't help but want to ask a question in their casual conversation.
"Well, it's all made up, Dad, don't take it seriously."
"Then do you know that you carved these spiritual positions, in fact, you have already transgressed, if you are stabbed into the palace, this crime will fall, big enough to kill your head, so you know why your father chased you all over the courtyard back then, right?"
His eyelids trembled, and it was the first time that Su Chen had heard Su Congfang tell the truth in person.
"This time...... Dad swallowed the note, also for me, and the Su Mansion? β
The old man nodded and patted the back of his son's hand: "Dad is the Hou Ye, and he is the head of the family, and the adults of the family are not prestigious and show off everywhere, but to protect the heirs under their knees, the continuation of the family." I hope you can understand how hard it took to serve your father, and now you know why you didn't track down the Assassins, right? Sometimes it's too much to implicate the whole family. β
Listening to Su Congfang's words, Su Chen actually had some feelings in his heart, but he laughed, leaned on the back of his head with his hands on the back of his head, and said with an active smile: "That's better than the opposite." β
"Okay, there's a kind!" Su Congfang slapped her thigh and gave her youngest son a thumbs up: "However, before you rebel, your father will kick you out of the family tree first." β
Father and son looked at each other and burst out laughing.
After chatting for a long time, the journey was still long, Su Congfang's body was just a little better, and he had not yet recovered, and he slowly fell asleep in the bumpy carriage.
And Su Chen also closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, seeing that the merit strip in his mind was full, and there were even six thousand more, it was in the past two and three months, running for the drought, plus Zhang Jiao and others practicing medicine every day to save people and appease the people's income, it was much easier than the previous two years it took him to raise 30,000 points.
However, Su Chen was not in a hurry to unlock the merits to the next emperor, but because before leaving, Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty gave him two tokens.
He touched the silver brand in his sleeve, carved in the middle: the word 'Dong', and the other side was shining with gold, with many details around it, and a 'Lu' was written on it.
You don't have to guess, you also know that it is Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu, thinking about it makes his head hurt, not to mention his temperament, and the cost of recruiting is also a lot, compared to Zhang Jiao to buy one and get two free, Dong Zhuo alone costs 6,000 points, and Lu Bu is even more exaggerated, directly as high as tens of thousands.
In other words, if the two of them are recruited together, his points will fall back to 30,000.
'Pinch it in your hand first, and then use it when you see what happens on the way.' β
Su Chen was a little worried in his heart, this cheap daddy was only a little better, so he brought such a few people out, is it big-hearted, or fearless?
Are you really afraid that those assassins will assassinate again?
However, his worries were superfluous, and there were no twists and turns along the army escort along the way, one hundred and twenty miles from Ding'an City to the north along the official road, which was Rongzhou.
The Fang family's main house has been established in Yunyu County, Rongzhou for more than 100 years, and has produced several champions and leading generals, which can be regarded as half of the wealthy family, and it is more than enough for the little son in the Hou Ye's family.
Entering the city, Yunyao County has not been affected much by this year's drought, the streets are still full of people, much more prosperous than Ding'an City, most of the traders who come and go from the north to the south will rest here, resell the goods, or go directly north to the capital of Yanguo, or go northwest over the mountains and mountains into the grassland desert, or to the northeast, into the snow-capped mountains and forests to buy leather goods from the cold land.
Yunyu County is accessible from east to west, north and south, although the Fang family, who has been standing in the city for more than 100 years, has no military power, but the family is rich and has industries in several states, and the protΓ©gΓ©s and officials are also all over the states of Yan State, and the influence is not small.
"My father hasn't been here for years, and it's changed a lot."
It took two days to enter the city, Su Congfang looked at the bustling streets and alleys, the passers-by couldn't help but sigh, the vendors along the street shouted loudly, the unloaded merchants shuttled through the shop to choose rouge jewelry for their wives and daughters, and the women of the cloth village took the hinge to cut the silk and sell it to a fat man, a wine shop full of guests, the shop guy was so busy that he even reported the name of the dish, and his voice became hoarse.
In the fireworks of this market, the procession passing through the quiet streets and alleys, the blue brick roads, the quaint courtyard walls, and the old trees stretch out dense branches and leaves from behind the walls, and the trees are lined with shade.
The door plaque engraved with 'Fangfu' is hung on the red gate, and two stone lions crouch on both sides, contrasting with the simple and quiet street, luxurious and warm.
Thirteen handed the door and pasted it in, and the porter didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly came out and knelt on the ground.
Hearing the news, the housekeeper and the servants and maids lined up in the front yard, and after a while, an old man with a gray beard, wearing a round-necked white cloud robe, walked out quickly with his son in the third room of the family to greet him.
"Master Su, I haven't seen you for many years."
"That's a good guess, eight years, right?" Su Congfang stepped forward and arched his hand, and then introduced Su Chen to the old man, "This is the youngest son in the family, he will be eighteen in two days, and he came over to ask Master Fang to pick up words for him." β
His eyes winked hintly at the old man opposite, who chuckled, stroked his beard and looked at the young man next to Su Congfang, dressed in a moire robe, with a tall posture, a handsome appearance, and a heroic and majestic appearance between his eyebrows, more masculine than those handsome sons.
"Little Hou Ye is really a talent, haha!" Fang Wenye seemed to be very satisfied, praised a few words again and again, and invited the father and son into the house.
The house is gentle and elegant inside and out, and the waiting servants stand respectfully on both sides, and in the distance, there are also peeking maids and maids, looking at Su Chen who is walking on the side, with pink cheeks and a shy smile.
It's a pity that Su Chen has time to see them, he followed his father without squinting at the moment, and followed that Fang Wenye to the front hall to sit down, listening to them bored.
Perhaps it was because he felt bored to see Su Chen sitting there silently, Fang Wenye said with a smile: "Master Hou, it's better to let Ling Lang walk around the mansion, so as not to listen to the two of us talking about boring." β
"Chen'er."
Su Congfang turned his head and waved his hand at Su Chen: "You will walk around in the house, but don't run around, don't break into the family's boudoir." β
"Hmm."
Here, Su Chen, who finally felt liberated, hurriedly got up and saluted his father and the bachelor, and respectfully exited the front hall, and walked around the courtyard to have a look, and the servants in the house who came and went would greet him respectfully.
Su Chen naturally responded with a smile, occasionally meeting one or two maids, and the woman was in the funeral room, secretly looking at him from time to time, and after he passed, he looked back with pink cheeks, muttering and not knowing what to say.
Walking through the pavilion of the water pavilion, the sound of the piano suddenly came.
Far away, in the pavilion of the water pavilion, a woman sits on a stone platform, with a green silk white skirt, slender jade fingers plucking the strings, a jade face and beautiful eyebrows, and a pair of eyes are cool and thorough.
It's just that the sound of the piano is intermittent and stumbling, and Su Chen frowned slightly when he heard it.
'It's better not to play anything.' β
Thinking, turn around and get out of here.
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"Miss...... He...... And so he walked away. A maid looked at the distant back and stammered.
The slender figure stopped his jade fingers, his delicate body slowly rose, his clear eyes blinked, and then ...... He slammed the piano over the stone table and broke it in two.
"I finally listened to my mother once, and came out to play the piano, that guy ...... I'm so angry that I behaved like this!! β
The woman stepped on the broken piano again, reaching the soles of her feet, and she jumped a few times on one foot in pain, and then rushed out of the pavilion with her skirt in a huff.