Chapter 19: The Laughing Stock of the Scribes
Xiong Yitong's decision is to go around the city, which is naturally the safest way, no matter whether the master in Baoding City who is worthy of the escort of the Imperial Forest Army is an enemy or a friend, the current situation, it is better not to meet.
According to her arrangement, the team reorganized the formation, and Ping Huaining replaced Fang Huyuan as the groom, driving to the front, and if he was in danger, he could take care of the Zuo Chuning brothers and sisters in the carriage as soon as possible. The road around the city was narrow, and she rode her own horse behind the carriage, followed by a group of domestic servants, and finally the fat man finished it.
Before leaving, Xiong Yitong sternly told the servants that no matter what kind of situation they encountered, they should not mess up the formation, and if there was really danger, they should not scatter and flee, otherwise they would die and follow the three of them was the safest.
The servants looked at each other in fright, and nodded their heads again and again.
Except for Fang Huyuan, he looked stunned, as if he was disapproving, and he didn't know if he was really not afraid of death, or if he had some martial arts.
After being seen by the fat man, he put his arm around Fang Huyuan's shoulder, raised his thick eyebrows, and quietly dismantled the stage and said: "Good brother, some courage, that girl is blindly scaring people, when you stay in Kyoto, the eighth grandfather will definitely drink with you, and worship the son." ”
Fang Huyuan just smiled, how could he take it seriously.
The crowd walked on the irrigation road next to the farmland in the village on the outskirts of the city, and the view was widened, and the city wall could be seen in the distance, and the farmers could be seen working in the fields from time to time.
Zuo Chuning thought it was too stuffy in the carriage and wanted to get out and drive with his cheap master.
Ping Huaining glanced at him lightly, did not stop him, pulled the reins, looked at the road conditions, and was speechless for a long time.
Zuo Chuning knew that the cheap master didn't talk much, so he felt embarrassed, and wanted to find some topics, scratching his ears, but he didn't know what to say. But when he turned his head and saw Ping Huaining's quiet face, the ghost envoy asked in a daze: "In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, does Brother Huaining like to eat moon balls?"
"I don't like festivals. ”
"I learned some martial arts when I was a child, do I have a foundation for martial arts?"
"What you learn is not martial arts, it can only be called a style," Ping Huaining responded lightly, "Later, I will teach you." ”
"Then Brother Huaining likes to eat roasted duck? There is a famous roasted duck shop in Kyoto. ”
"I guess I like it. ”
"Then after returning to Beijing, I'll take Brother Huaining to taste it?"
"Okay. ”
"Why did Brother Huaining quit drinking?"
"Misconduct. ”
"Why is Brother Huaining willing to do things for the imperial court? Aren't all martial artists in the rivers and lakes hate to be in the company of imperial court officials?"
Ping Huaining frowned slightly.
Zuo Qiu Ning said bad things in his heart, and asked what he shouldn't have asked.
"Are you tired of being with me?"
"Ah, no, no. Zuo Chuning was nervous, he was not a talkative character, and he seemed incoherent when he was with Huaining.
"Why don't you talk about business?" asked Ping Huaining helplessly.
"What's the matter?" Zuo Chuning didn't know why.
Ping Huaining sighed softly and said gently: "For example, who is that person in Baoding City, do you have eyebrows?"
Zuo Qiu Ning suddenly realized, and after sorting out his thoughts, he said: "According to the laws of this dynasty, the only person who can mobilize the Imperial Forest Army out of Beijing is today, and when the prince goes out of Beijing, there must be an escort from the Imperial Forest Army, and then some imperial relatives who are favored by the emperor have this ability." ”
"Have you offended any of these people?"
"How is it possible, I am a well-known treasure in Kyoto, these big people, I don't even have the opportunity to meet each other, let alone offend anyone. Zuo Chuning was a little ashamed and blurted out.
The corners of Ping Huaining's mouth raised slightly, and he asked leisurely: "Xian Shibao, is it because of the ban on martial arts you wrote?" I have read it, and there are a few sentences that still have some truth. ”
Zuo Chuning was embarrassed, and his mood that had only calmed down in the past few days was suddenly disturbed. The ban on martial arts is the reason why he became the laughing stock of the whole Kyoto, and Xing Yiqing said that he was the number one talent in Kyoto, but he was actually laughing.
After the Zhang family sister and brother entered Beijing, they have been living in the Zuoqiu family's mansion, and the elder sister Jingjin is a woman, and Zuoqiu Ning is not close to him, but the younger brother Jingrui and him are almost the same age, and the two accompany each other all day long, and they are very brotherly.
After all, Zhang Jingrui is the only remaining male in the Zhang family, and he is under the fence, and he often feels like a white cloud flying alone.
Of course, these Zuo Qiu Ning are all in their eyes, and they will also feel unfair for what happened to the Zhang family, although there is no evidence, but the murder of the Zhang family and his wife back then, the world takes it for granted that it is the despicable behavior of Jiangnan Martial Arts.
At the end of last year, Zuo Chuning was blindly confident, hot-headed and felt that there was some literature and ink in his stomach, so he wrote a short article called the ban on martial arts in his spare time, reprimanding the martial artists in the rivers and lakes for their arrogant style and dissolute behavior.
After writing and re-reading, I felt that he had been reading in a mess for the past 20 years, and his writing was extremely poor, almost unsightly, and he was about to tear it up, but he was unexpectedly seen by his eldest brother Zuo Qiuyi.
Zuo Qiu Yi saw that the second brother rarely wrote an article, thinking that it was the prodigal son who turned back, so he grabbed it to see it.
Unexpectedly, after reading it, he smiled jokingly and pretended to praise: "The second brother is really wonderful!"
This is not the end, Zuo Qiu Yi also took that article and circulated it among his colleagues in the Hanlin Academy, causing countless teasing and ridicule.
One passed ten, ten passed hundred, and for a time, Zuo Chuning became famous in Kyoto, and it became a joke among the scribes after dinner: "No matter how bad the article is, it can't be as bad as Zuo Chuning." ”
When Zuo Qiu Anyuan learned of this, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and he slapped Zuo Qiu Ning in the face: "If you don't learn and have no skills, how can I give birth to such a waste of you!" Go to the ancestral hall and kneel to ask the ancestors of the Zuoqiu family for their guilt! The face of the Zuoqiu family has been completely lost by you!"
Zuo Chuning knelt in the biting cold wind for three days before eating the first hot meal of the new year.
Thinking of this, Zuo Chuning's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of pain again.
Ping Huaining looked at his expression and comforted: "Don't look down on yourself so much, that ban on martial arts is the reason why you survived." ”
"What do you mean?" Zuo Chuning rubbed his eyes and asked.
"The literati of this dynasty are already weak, if they don't dare to write articles because of poor writing, then when will the scholars of this dynasty be able to overpower the martial arts?" Ping Huaining stroked his back, as if to brush away the pain for him, and said: "This is what Li Zigan said. ”
"It is precisely because of the ban on martial arts that Li Zigan will recommend you to be the commander of the military guard, which is a position that makes the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty blush. Ping Huaining stared at his reddened eyes, and then said: "After returning to Kyoto, it is no surprise that you may be a real big man, such a weak appearance, you can't let others see it." ”
"Isn't it too frivolous for Master Li to strongly recommend me as an official based on just one article?" Zuo Chuning was still a little puzzled.
"Then you have to ask Li Zigan, I don't know much about being an official, as for why I help the court, you will know later. ”
Zuo Qiu Ning had a flash of inspiration and asked, "Could the one in Baoding City be here to slap us?"
"It's possible, but now that you're not in office, there are fierce partisanship and undercurrents in Kyoto, whether you're here to scold us or not, it's best not to see it. ”
Zuo Chuning nodded, much more relaxed, leaned his head on the frame of the car, closed his eyes and pondered, and unconsciously, fell asleep.
On the farm road, two young men set up a carriage.
One is a scribe's laughing stock, and the other is a martial arts demon.