Chapter 9: Faith
The drizzle is no longer dripping, the sun is shining, and the air is filled with a fresh smell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Xu Qingyun dragged his tired body back to this county town where he had lived for seven or eight years. The straight official road paved with bluestone, the sound of frogs in the paddy fields on both sides, and the tall and mottled ancient city wall of the county town are full of knife marks left by the years.
The state of Chu implements the county system, and Yingdu is the national capital. Nanshan County, Qishui County, is just an inconspicuous corner of the Chu king's hegemony.
But for Xu Qingyun now, although it is located in a remote location, the living environment is stable, there are sect troops guarding the coast, and it is far away from the sight of the big figures of the Chu State, which is really a good place to live.
On the sixth day of the first month of May, the weather is fine, and it is advisable to: open the market, bathe, and travel.
Perhaps because of the sunny weather after the rain, the people of the surrounding villages rushed to the county market.
The noisy and lively sound, even if it is far away, Xu Qingyun can feel the lively mood. This feeling of ordinary life made him laugh out loud, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth, which looked a little cute.
"Bunny, where are you going crazy again? "Far away from the market, there was a heroic roar of a man.
Xu Qingyun was obviously very familiar with this voice, he rubbed his little face a little nervously, forced out an aggrieved expression, and rushed at the person with a sad face, complaining: "Uncle Zheng, I'm here, why did you come." ā
Uncle Zheng has a tall and burly body, dark cheeks, and the inky leather armor on his body looks a little cold, but he is extremely hot in his heart and picks up Xu Qingyun, frowning, and asks with concern: "You kid didn't return all night, where did you go to play, do you know that your uncle is about to die?"
Xu Qingyun put his arms around Uncle Zheng's neck, sniffed, and said with some grievances: "I went to the mountains to pick fruits yesterday, and I found a cave when it rained heavily, but I accidentally fell asleep, and I woke up hungry and thirsty in the morning." ā
"You, your uncle really gave you what you were used to. Uncle Zheng was born Zheng Xueli, although he was rough on the outside, but he was extremely enthusiastic on the inside, he rubbed Xu Qingyun's head a little dotingly, and said, "Let's go, Uncle Zheng will take you to eat something." ā
Xu Qingyun wiped his tears and nodded pitifully.
Alleys, wooden stools, two people, three bowls of noodles.
Xu Qingyun ate the hot noodles, the chili powder that kept pouring into it, the spicy feeling, tears and snot flowed out.
"Cool. ā
A mouthful of hot soup drove away the cold of yesterday, thinking of Chiwu, who had sunk into the depths of the earth's veins, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.
He couldn't help but pour two more handfuls of chili powder, but was held by a pair of big hands.
"What are the children doing with so much chili powder. ā
Uncle Zheng glared at those big eyes, snatched the chili powder in his hand, and poured it into his big bowl a few times, the fiery spicy soup looked tempting and exciting.
"Hmph, I don't eat less than you. Xu Qingyun pursed his lips with some dissatisfaction, picked up a bowl of noodles again, and feasted on it.
Zheng Xueli suddenly remembered that this little guy had eaten a lot since he was a child, and patted his head with some regret, and began to feel sorry for his own money bag.
The afternoon weather was a bit muggy, and the willow trees on both sides of the street shook their tender green branches, and they kept screaming.
The two of them, who were full of wine and food, were very undisciplined, shirtless, sweating profusely, and swaggering down the street.
"Hey, Uncle Zheng, is your Zheng Danyang your son?" Xu Qingyun patted his bulging belly and said with a full burp.
Zheng Xueli raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Stinky boy, didn't you owe a beating again?"
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. ā
Xu Qingyun hurriedly waved his hand and said honestly, "I just think that your old man's parents have five big and three coarse, look at your Danyang, well-behaved and skillful, he is simply the three good students of our private school!"
"Of course, my Danyang is going to be a person who will enter Taixue in the future. Zheng Xueli is obviously full of indescribable pride in his son. Since he was a child, because his family was poor, he could only rely on brute force to join the army, and after several battlefield battles, he got an official position in this city defense division.
But the expectation of his son Zheng Danyang will always be the Taixue of Yingdu of Chu State.
"Oh, it's too much to learn. Xu Qingyun was not interested, and sighed helplessly.
"Sigh what, sigh?" Zheng Xueli frowned and shouted, "How much is the expectation of a student of the Chu State to go to Taixue?"
Xu Qingyun forced out a smile and hurriedly said, "Okay, good, go to Taixue, go to Taixue." ā
"You kid, you really owe a beating, go back and ask your uncle to loosen your muscles and bones. ā
Zheng Xueli was a little angry, thought about it, and said: "You should complete your private school studies in a few days, and I will register you and Danyang in Luocang Academy." ā
"Luocang Academy! That's almost to the boundary of Chenliu County. Xu Qingyun didn't think about it, he shook his head directly and said, "It's so far, I won't go." ā
"You dare!" Song Xueli looked at him angrily and shouted: "If you dare not go, see that I don't break your legs." ā
"Even if I wanted to go, my uncle wouldn't agree to let me go. Xu Qingyun said without thinking.
"I told your uncle a long time ago, in mid-May, I went directly to Luocang Academy to report. Zheng Xueli dragged Xu Qingyun's little hand, and the two of them walked along the alleys on the street, muttering as they walked: "Your uncle and nephew are really sick, Luocang Academy is our county, how many people dream of the place......?
The wide streets look clean and tidy because of the rain. At the corner near the end of the alley, the two willow trees flourished and shone golden in the daylight.
The two of them were already eating shaky, but now the sun is scorching, and their foreheads have begun to sweat. But at this time, walking on the path of willow branches moving slightly, the cool breeze blows in front of you, and the mood is particularly comfortable.
"I'm back. ā
The willow branches are swaying, lining the small courtyard deep in the alley, quiet and chic. Xu Qingyun walked to the door of the small courtyard and gently pushed open the courtyard door, and the still familiar sound of striking iron came from the wing room in the west.
"Lao Lin, I brought your baby back. Zheng Xueli heard the sound of striking iron from the wing, and immediately felt a little helpless, and said: "Okay, okay, I know the rules of your iron, I'll leave first today, and I'll come to you another day." ā
"Uncle Zheng go slowly," Xu Qingyun beckoned his little hand, his face full of joy.
"No matter how naughty you are, see if I don't clean you up. Zheng Xueli glared at him and left.
Xu Qingyun closed the far door, quietly glanced at the west wing, and muttered a little in his heart, but he still tiptoed to his room.
With the sound of 'dang', 'dang' and 'dang',
The man's low tone came from the west wing, which seemed a little mellow and hoarse: "Because of a green snake, I almost revealed my identity, which is simply stupid for the sword master's last wish back then!"