Zhuoying

The barbarian soldiers began to be afraid. They were occupying the main channel of the Changhe River behind them. The elite soldiers continued to increase their input, and they stopped at the edge of Qingping, refusing to move forward.Shi Yu and Zhong You stayed here for two consecutive days without moving.

Chang Hegu was waiting for an ambush, and Zhong Xie was a little urging when he issued a letter.Time waits for no one, the upper reaches of the long river valley have been ice-melted in the past few days, and there is already a tendency for the water to rise. If it drags on, the ambush in the valley will inevitably encounter floods first.

Zhong You sent back a letter, succinctly stating that he was fine, and then asked Zhong Xie to forward it to King Ping Ding, he had a plan.First ask the two armies to pile up the sand in sacks to block the upstream river and keep the ice in the valley, and then retreat three miles to wait for his next letter.He specifically stated that this matter can only be forwarded to King Pingding, and must not be pushed to the second person.Zhong Xie didn't dare to procrastinate, and immediately passed it on to King Pingding.

When Zhong Xie withdrew from the military tent, he saw Zhou Pu walking with his book in his hands.He asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Pu smiled: "Yebu Art of War. Why, what is His Highness calling you for?"

Zhong Xie put his hands behind his back, exhaled in the cold night, and said, "It's nothing more than a war. Tomorrow we will retreat, the soldiers and horses will be divided into three parts, you and I will go together."

Zhou Pu was slightly stunned, "It has been deployed for a long time, and if we retreat now, wouldn't it be a waste of previous efforts? Half of the long river will be sent to the barbarians, how can we take such a risk?"

"Your Highness has his own plans." Zhong Xie was so cold that he couldn't stand it, so he saluted him hastily and went to his tent.

Zhou Pu brought the books back to the tent, and a bell rang behind him.He paused with his hand to lift the curtain, and looked back.

A red-and-white-hoofed horse with a brass bell on it was trotting about in the camp, looking lively.Zhou Pu looked at it for a while, then asked the guard at the tent, "Whose horse is it?"

The guard replied, "His Highness King Pingding. His Highness used to have a mount named 'Chiye'. This horse looks like a god. The Supreme Emperor sent someone to find it in Jingzhen. It just entered the camp yesterday."

"It originally belonged to His Highness." Zhou Pu paused on the bell, and said, "It's a very handsome..."

The guard followed his gaze, but felt that Zhou Yushi was not looking at the horse, but at the bell.The tinkling sound ran over before he entered.

It is only said that the war here is urgent, and Zuo Kaizhi has already won many cigarette dealers over there.Qingping Prison was so crowded that he had to be taken outside.The ban on smoking was enforced here, while Zhao Zhian, who was closest to Zuo Kaizhi, was panicked.He has a guilty conscience, and now without Xia Qinjian's guidance, he speaks carefully in every word, for fear that Zuo Kaizhi will notice something.Zuo Kaizhi only thought of himself as majestic, which made the young man so afraid.

It just so happened that Zuo Kaizhi had to work in Qingping Mansion because of the abbot's ban on smoking, and Zhao Zhi'an was with him.Su Zhou and Shaozhen were still in Changhe Town, only Rong Yang, because his father was reluctant to die, and felt that Changhe Town was too close to Changhe, fearing that the barbarians would ransack his home, so he took his wife and children and fled to Qingping Mansion for refuge.The person Zhao Zhi'an is most afraid of meeting now is Rong Yang, who knows that today he went to the street to buy paper for Zuo Kai, and bumped into Rong Yang who also came to buy paper.

Zhao Zhi'an's legs were weak, and he turned around to leave.Unexpectedly, Rong Yang, who has never been able to see people clearly, just remembered the smell of spices and millet on his body, and greeted him in a pleasant voice: "Zhao Xueyou."

Zhao Zhi'an laughed dumbly, and said helplessly, "Rong...Rong Yang."

Rong Yang hugged the paper, came to his side, and said with a smile, "I don't want to see you here, it can be said that we are destined. Have you come to Xia Tian Academy?"

"No." Zhao Zhi'an pretended to read the papers, turned her head down at the side of the stall, and didn't meet Rong Yang's eyes, only replied: "The head of the mountain has been wronged and imprisoned, and the academy will be temporarily closed before the spring. We have to wait for the court to invite someone of high esteem." The head of the mountain is in charge. You...you Canglang are also here?"

"Wronged and imprisoned?" Rong Yang was surprised: "The lord in charge right now is Lord Zuo Kaizhi. If you have any unjust cases, just go to the gate of the mansion to report, and you will never wrong the good man. The academy is closed every year, and I am the only one to follow along." My dad is here."

"So... so, you, have you recently...do you have any new ideas?"

Rong Yang said ashamedly, "I have done a lot, but most of them are pretentious and useless."

Zuo Kaizhi also gave Zhao Zhi'an a proposal recently, and he was worried that his work would not be beautiful, not as good as the "On the Sunshine of Taiming Mountain", Zuo Kaizhi saw the signs.Hearing Rong Yang's words, he suddenly thought about it, and he tried, "Since you and I meet here, it's a waste of time, how about finding a place to discuss a new topic?"

Rong Yang nodded happily, and found a teahouse with Zhao Zhi'an.After the two sat down, Zhao Zhi'an took up a pen and wrote the policy topic given by Zuo Kaizhi, which was "no smoking".Rong Yang looked at it and straightened his expression, he said, "I did this question before, but I didn't meet barbarians at that time, so it's useless to talk about it. Looking at it now, it's better to do it new."

Zhao Zhi'an hurriedly handed over the pen and asked repeatedly.Rong Yang took the pen but didn't write it right away. He stared at the word "No Smoking", thinking for a while.The people coming and going outside, the snow falling and the wind blowing, can no longer be heard.Zhao Zhi'an's tea was hot and hot, until it was getting dark, Rong Yang rolled up his sleeves and started to write quickly.

In one go, the ink is slightly wet.

Zhao Zhi'an was sitting and watching, but gradually stood up following his brush strokes.Rong Yang was still immersed in the discussion, but Zhao Zhi'an was ecstatic, and wiped the sweat on his handkerchief seven or eight times.When the article came out, Zhao Zhi'an suddenly raised her voice and said happily, "Okay... it really is Rong Yang! This theory...is it convenient for me to take it home tonight and have a closer look at it?"

Rong Yang put down the pen, put away the sharp again, and said shyly, "It's not good... I have little experience in seeing the world, and there are all kinds of things that I have never seen and heard. I am only trapped in books, and most of them are rare attainments."

"It's okay, it's okay...it's good." Zhao Zhi'an lifted up the paper, watched the ink gradually dry, caressed it lovingly, and murmured: "You are rare..." Suddenly feeling sour, he said, "God Lai, I promise you are beautiful."

"No." Rong Yang scratched the tip of his nose, "I'm stupid, I can only study hard, I'm more tired, where is the gift from God? I never noticed it... It's just that the teacher is a good teacher, and he often talks about things and things to me. reason."

Zhao Zhian looked back, "Let me take a look tonight, let's meet here tomorrow?"

"It's easy to say." Rong Yang had no doubts about him, so he naturally agreed.

As soon as Zhao Zhi'an returned to his residence, he copied this "On Smoking Ban" with a pen.He also pondered over this policy issue a lot, and he had his own script, with some minor changes, he presented it to Zuo Kaizhi immediately after dinner.

Zuo Kaizhi didn't look happy after reading it, Zhao Zhi'an stood beside him fidgeting, watching Zuo Kaizhi pick up his pen and make some corrections.

"After all, you're too young, and it's biased to be so angry. Zhi'an, the article is good, but it's very good, and you need to think about it. I brought you out this time because of the word 'grind'. Books, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go further. You go back and think again."

Zhao Zhi'an bowed to accept the article, but saw that there were only a few strokes on it, and if there were any corrections, most of them were his own additions.Zhao Zhi'an tightened her fingertips, closed her eyes and said, "Thank you teacher."

When he was about to leave the room, Zuo Kaizhi called him to stop him: "Zhi'an, since you have the fragrance of Lanzhi, you don't have to be afraid of not being treated with a jade rank. After tempering, your career will open on its own, so don't be discouraged."

Zhao Zhi'an responded blankly, and retreated into the room stiffly.In the night at the desk, he wrote countless pages, but each one was like the one that Rong Yang couldn't get past.Rong Yang's pleasing face pressed on his chest more and more ferociously, but within two hours, he actually forced himself into a corner, and became dazed.

He stayed by the desk, suddenly frightened.If one day, Zuo Kaizhi saw Rong Yang, wouldn't today's "self-starting official career" mean making wedding dresses for others?Where should he go?How could he escape safely?Because of Zuo Kaizhi's acceptance of him, the family hosted a banquet for all the people in Wuhan. His father is the prefect of Wuhan. If he knew that he just stole other people's articles, would he be tolerated?

Zhao Zhi'an was sour and astringent, very uncomfortable.He was only seventeen, a good age, how could he be willing to lose like this?But he used to be so proud, before Rong Yang's article tonight, he was almost defeated.He answered Xia Qinjian's voice, and he already lost.But I was unwilling, so I could only hold on.

He thought to himself: Don't be afraid, in the future, I will definitely be able to do it in the future.With the teacher, he must not be allowed to see Rong Yang.Rong Yang... If there is no Rong Yang, wouldn't this theory be his?

The next day, Rong Yang was waiting in the teahouse, but Zhao Zhi'an arrived half an hour late.When the two met, Rong Yang asked a question and talked with Zhao Zhi'an until it was getting dark. Zhao Zhi'an stopped Rong Yang's return and said: "I didn't have a good time tonight, so I ordered a table at the restaurant without authorization. Let's go back."

Rong Yang's kindness is hard to turn down, and he has no grudge against this person, so he just complied.After being seated, the food was gradually served, and Zhao Zhi'an ordered wine.

Rong Yang immediately said, "Zhao Xueyou, right now Qingping is at war, so it's inconvenient for me to drink."

"It's just that the disaster is coming, so you should drink more. To express your spirits, to strengthen your pride." Zhao Zhi'an poured wine for him, and kept persuading him during the dinner, making Rong Yang's gentle and soft temperament just right.

Rong Yang was dizzy from being poured, and was helped out of the restaurant by Zhao Zhi'an. He was already staggering, remembering not to cause trouble to others, and tried to persuade, "Xue, xueyou, in the future, don't, don't want to be like me... ..." He leaned on the wall, and said sadly, "Greedy drink misleads people."

"There is no future." Zhao Zhi'an led him along the alley, and said, "Rong Yang, you have good articles, I admire them very much."

Rong Yang hurriedly shook his head, and said drunkenly, "No, no...it doesn't count... Hello..."

"Rong Yang." Zhao Zhi'an stopped and let go of his hand, "You..." He seemed to be unable to bear it, but he still said, "I'm sorry."

Rong Yang was puzzled, but his tongue was tied, and he fell over in a daze, listening to the footsteps, and smelling the smell of poppy that made him sick.

Cold water splashed on his face.

Rong Yang woke up suddenly, with a splitting headache, he hid in the water, trying to escape.When I moved my hand, I realized that the heavy iron chain had been roasted.

"Are you awake?" The jailer squatting outside the prison bar knocked on the railing with a barrel, and he whispered, "Look at this honest boy, he can't even touch tobacco! Right now, you're in a tight spot, and you're smoking Dafang, rushing to reincarnate, right?"

Rong Yang was still confused, and was grabbed several times by the hand extended by the jailer. The jailer urged: "Get up! Your lord will judge you, life or death will be decided!"

"...Brother." Rong Yang got up, he was still at a loss, "Why, why am I in prison?"

"Yo." The jailer pointed at him, "Then you've been drinking too much, and you don't remember anything. You were drinking and smoking so much last night, and you ran into the inspector's hand. Don't you know the smoking ban now?"

Rong Yang was stunned: "I won't... I definitely don't know how to smoke millet..." He leaned over and said urgently, "I won't! I can't stand the smell, how could I smoke...Zhao, Zhao Xueyou !Brother, my schoolmate..."

"Anyone who supplies tobacco millet will be judged according to the quantity. Anyone who ignores the rules and regulations and smokes tobacco millet will be sentenced. Immediately pack up, count the people, and send them to Jingzhen to build the construction wall!"

The urgent voice came through, and the jailer stood up in response, ignoring Rong Yang's shout, and hurried to get the roster.Zuo Kaizhi strictly followed his orders, and within an hour, the list was counted and the prisoners were separated, and he was about to be escorted to Jingzhen in two days.

Father Rong couldn't find his son, so he was anxious and reported to the government, but heard that Rong Yang had been arrested.When the father and son saw each other in a panic, there was not much time left.Rong Yang lived in prison for one night, saw his father, and said in a panic, "Father! I never dared to smoke cigarettes! This must be the wrong person, you should look for it, there is a schoolmate named Zhao Zhi'an , he knows... Master Zuo is just and honest, and he will not wrong me!"

"Father, go look for it, go look for it!" Rong's father looked at him across the fence, just such a child, he was his heart and soul, seeing that Rong Yang's eyes were red, he looked haggard. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Dad will look for it, you wait."

Father Rong went to look for it, but where could he find it?When he found out that Zhao Zhi'an was in Qingping Mansion, Rong Yang was already going to escort him to the north.The street was crowded with people, Father Rong searched through the crowd, saw that his son was chained, pushed and shoved, and also looked for him.He shouted: "A Yang! My son! Daddy is here!"

Rong Yang looked at him, his eyes met each other, full of sadness.Rong's father swayed and squeezed towards Rong Yang, weeping and said: "Father has been found! You wait, wait a little longer..."

Rong Yang's eyes were red and swollen, and he cried, "Father..." He raised his hand to reach his father, but the jailer behind him yelled and dragged him away.A carriage was moving slowly in the road, the wind blown the curtains, Rong Yang's hazy eyes seemed to see a familiar figure.

He suddenly shouted, "Zhao Zhi'an!" The iron chain shook, and Rong Yang struggled to reach the carriage, "Zhao Zhi'an!" The jailer strangled him, and Rong Yang hissed dejectedly: "He knows, he knows...Zhao Zhi'an!"

The jailer snorted: "Do you know who that is? He is a beloved disciple of Mr. Zuo, and he rushed to submit an article to Beijing today!" The jailer's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and his tone was strange: "This article is exactly the article on 'No Smoking' You smokers, I am! It is the adults who did not lose their heads!"

"...Student?" Rong Yang was dragged by the iron chain, but he staggered and fell to the ground as if lost in spirit.In chaos, he looked at the car that had turned into a phantom, and mournfully said, "Smoking ban... Article... Zhao... Zhao Zhi'an..." Tears welled up in his eyes, Rong Yang choked and crawled over, he shouted, "Zhao Zhi'an! Why do you hate me! How come this!"

The iron chain rattled, and Rong Yang trembled all over, sobbing: "Student..."

A student of Mr. Left.

Rong Yang respects everyone in the world, Zuo Kaizhi, he memorizes Zuo Kaizhi's deeds by heart, he firmly believes in Master Zuo's justice - but now, that majestic figure suddenly fell to the ground, and the debris splashed hit him He was in pain.

Zhao Zhi'an was actually Zuo Kaizhi's student.

Father Rong squeezed over to help Rong Yang, but the jailer kicked him away, dragged Rong Yang and yelled: "Get up! Lord Zuo's life has been ordered, don't delay!"

Rong Yang's shoulders were bent, palms and knees wiped the ground, the pain made people close their eyes and burst into tears.

What else is justice.

On the way to Jingzhen, the prisoner has no boat or car, so he has to rely on these two feet to walk thousands of miles.Rong's father followed the escort team, chasing him for miles and miles, the jailer is a human being after all, let the father talk to Rong Yang while he is resting.

Father Rong carried a bundle with books, paper and pens inside, and dried meat in a small jacket.Wiping his tears, he put on Rong Yang's jacket and said, "Your mother drove out last night, Jingzhen...Jingzhen is cold, you can't take it off on the way, you have to keep it for the past." He stroked Rongyang's head and wiped his face. Tears, and said sharply: "Father will still look for someone, find you Uncle Meng, find your husband, if that doesn't work, Dad will go to Beijing, and sue them well... sue them, they wronged the good boy, even when they arrived at the store go."

Rong Yang nodded vigorously, he listened to whatever his father ordered.Father Rong hugged him, but couldn't hold back in the end, and cried out in his arms: "Blame me, blame me for having to come here! Pity me, A Yang, don't be afraid, Daddy will take you home, don't be afraid Ah..." He wailed: "Be careful on the road, the road is long...the road is so long... how should my son go..."

Rong Yang responded with tears in his eyes, sobbing, "You, you and my mother, all be well... wait for me to go home... send... a letter to senior brother and Shaozhen, just, say that I went on a study tour... ...Dad." He wanted to say that I was reluctant to part with him, but he was also afraid that saying this would make his father feel even more distressed, because it would not be easy to chase him out on the cold road for miles and miles.So he swallowed the words and said, "Go back, okay, wait for me to go home..."

The snowy road is not easy to walk, Rong Yang takes a step and turns his head once.But his eyes can't even see clearly in front of him, so how can he talk about watching his father's receding back.

It was cold at night, and the jailer lit a fire.Rong Yang hugged his baggage, watching the flames wiped out, he slowly opened the bundle, and shook out books and papers all over the place.He picked up the book and handed over the thick stack of articles.

"Burn it."

Rong Yang let go, and the ink was licked by the tongue of fire, and he sent it page by page.

"Burn it." He wiped away his tears, "Don't teach people to read it, don't let people steal it. Burn it, and I won't write it anymore."

As the flames gradually lit up, Rong Yang smiled, but tears rolled down her face.He said, "What kind of articles are you doing, what kind of career are you looking for, I'm just like this...it's ridiculous."

He is only seventeen, and Fang Ding's ambition has not yet been reached, and his heart is ashamed, and he no longer expects official career and literary fame.For things that he doesn't understand, just this one time is enough for him to remember, and it is also enough for him to reflect on his innocence and laugh at himself.

But misfortune is what blessings rely on, and misfortune is what subdues. The two people who went against each other today, the good ones are not necessarily a blessing, and the bad ones are not necessarily a disaster.What happened to Rong Yang was exactly what Zuo Kaizhi said.

Need to grind.