Cry for Song

Chapter 048 The Magistrate's P show

Tens of thousands of troops came out of Yongle City. The soldiers were dejected one by one. There was the depression of the defeated soldiers and the torture of thirsty and hunger for days. This kind of mental and physical torture made the walking team extremely heavy. The Xixia army had given way for the Song army to retreat. They Quietly staring at the departure of the Song army, no one cheered for the victory, because they knew that they had also faced that difficult moment,

Without the sound of soldiers and horses, neither the Song army nor the Western Xia army is the winner of this battle. The biggest winner is probably Liang Yiqi, who is known as Wang Shi. At this time, he is looking at the retreating Song army and looking for the figure of the king in the crowd. He once heard too much about the story of Wang, but he didn't expect to He turned out to be the son of the king. Now he has seen the wit of the king. Although he believes that the king must encounter many obstacles when he returns to the capital, he can stand at a critical moment to win the greatest benefit for himself, which is probably the most he can do for himself.

Finally, Wang Shi saw the figure next to his father Wang in the crowd. The tall and snow-white dragon finch set off the vigorous figure next to the king. His head was slightly raised, surrounded by the officials of the Song army, and the king was so eye-catching in the crowd. This momentum formed a great contrast with the sluggish team. This contrast made People think that he is destined to be the uncrowned king,

After the dust, there was no Song army in Yongle City. Most of the Xixia Army was stationed outside the city. Wang Shi took the brothers of Hengshanzhai to Yongle City. The government office became the king's mansion. The hall was rearranged into a council hall, and the seat in the middle was empty. It was left for Wang Shi next to the king. King Yongle, there was only one, Wang Shi. I believe that one day the king will come back and solemnly ascend to the throne,

The Song army went out of Yongle City, returned to the border, passed a few big villages, and finally stopped. Shen Kuo ordered the troops mobilized from all walks of the way to lead the way. Finally, the number of people was count. Only one or two thousand forbidden troops followed Shen Kuo and other generals to withdraw to the capital,

Although the battle was defeated all the way, many people still felt relaxed. After all, they survived to save the strength of the Song army. Or after all, no matter whether the battle is over, there is one person who is not so easy. Every time he sees Wang talking and laughing with everyone, he is always very uncomfortable, but he always seems to Just like worrying that Wang will change his mind halfway and leave the team, a pair of small eyes staring at Wang's movements all the time. It seems that monitoring Wang's side has become his greatest pleasure and most important thing.

The team went out of Yanzhou and continued to the east. When passing through the state, the speed of the team was getting slower and slower. Shen Kuo sent soldiers to inquire. After a little time, the soldiers came back to report: in front is the city of the first county of the state, and many people who left the city blocked the road.

Shen Kuo was sad. If he had won the battle, everyone would be happy. After that, the magistrate would have come out to meet him. Now he has come to the city, and the team is so deserted. Thinking of this, he feels a little desolate.

"Li Ji, go to the place where to stay; Gao Yong can settle the soldiers in the camp." After Shen Kuo finished his order, he turned his head and looked at the king beside him and said, "Your Majesty, we have been on the border for six or seven days. Now we are far away from the border. It's better to rest here for a while."

Wang Zian nodded and said, "Well, I haven't returned to the Song Dynasty for more than ten years. There are a lot of emotions on my way back to my hometown. I really came to the city in front of me, and I have experienced some things. Why don't we go to the city tomorrow?"

Xu Xi heard it and stepped forward and said, "Xian Jingluo, this is not good."

"What's wrong, or you can follow." Shen Kuo replied angrily, and Wang side smiled. Shen Kuo's stubborn temper was still too much for his heart. Xu Xi touched his nose and didn't mind. Anyway, he was used to not seeing a good face all the way. This person was not only thick-skinned, but also firmly believed that he could only find the criminal evidence of the king, so he could To put the responsibility for the defeat of Yongle City on the king,

"That's even worse. Why don't you visit you like this? I just have a rest." Xu Xi squeezed a smile and thought to himself that it was easy to hide the gun and the arrows were difficult to prevent. It was better to follow secretly.

The next day, there were more people walking in the direction of Pocheng on the road. From time to time, some people looked at the camp tents of the troops stationed on the roadside. Wang and Shen Kuo came out of the post from the post. The two of them rode horses and followed the crowd slowly.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, do you think this is the team defeated from Yongle City?"

"It should be. Look at those who are disgraced, but have you heard that something new happened this time." The speaker rode a donkey and walked in front of Shen Kuowang. In front of him, there were four or five people, old and young.

The road is not very wide. Shen Kuo and Wang Pang simply slowed down and followed,

"Tay something new quickly." There are good things in the crowd who like to ask,

Known as Second Brother Zhang, he shook the donkey whip, but he didn't fall on the donkey. He seemed to be proud of knowing so much news. "Hey, do you remember the king's servant back then?"

"Are you talking about the one who rescued the disaster with Mr. Xue?"

"Exactly, the one who became the prince later."

Shen Kuo looked at the king beside him. The master listened to this in the back. On the contrary, the king looked curious. Twenty years have passed since the past, and some people still remember that these people are also 40 or 50 years old, and the old people must be those who received favors in those years. < /P>

The second brother said loudly, "Let me tell you, I think it's the spirit of the Duke of Xue. The king of Zhennan has died and came back to life. And do you know, if it weren't for the king of Zhennan, our Song army would have been trapped in Yongle City."

"True or false." There was a wave of doubts in the crowd,

"Why did I lie to you? We must worship Lord Xue when we go to the city this time, and bless the prince to restore the momentum of that year, otherwise our life will become more and more difficult in the future."

Wang was shocked and hurriedly asked Shen Kuo, "Brite, Mr. Xue."

Shen Kuo patted his head: "Oh, I forgot that today is Xue Xiang's memorial day. No wonder so many people went to the city. Xue Xiang stayed here for eight years with remarkable political achievements, and the city was also the best place to implement the Qingmiao law. Unexpectedly, these were all to worship Xue Xiang."

Wang's heart was sad. Fourteen years passed suddenly. In those years, he and Xue Xiang were also a rebellious compassion. Xue Xiang was good at financial management. He also learned a lot from Xue Xiang, and even lost the method could be regarded as inspired by Xue Xiang. Thinking that many people didn't even see the last time, they didn't know how much they had missed, Wang's side was in his heart. More and more emotion,

Shen Kuo also saw Wang's thoughts. He comforted, "The world is unpredictable, and the virtuous brother doesn't have to be too sad. Fortunately, you came back 14 years later instead of 140 years. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even see your brother."

Wang knew that he was comforting himself: "Brother Shen, don't worry too much. It's normal for people to see life, old age, illness and death. You see, the people in front of you also said that we must have been blessed by Xue Gong this time. Ha ha, why do I appear in Xixia at this time? Let's go and worship."

After saying that, the two of them speeded up the horse and passed by the crowd and rushed to the city. The more pedestrians went to the gate, the more pedestrians there. The men, women and children carried the burdens of the city. The two got off the horse, walked through the gate and listened to the passers-by, and followed the road pointed by the people to the Xuegong Temple.

The small ancestral hall in the city is bustling with many people. Wang Bian and Shen Kuo got off the horse, and his entourage came to take the rein on the roadside and stepped into the Xuegong Temple. This is a small yard. There is a statue of Xue Gong in the main hall. The incense in the ancestral hall is very strong, and many people who came to worship burned incense and offered incense.

Wang Bian and Shen Kuo also burned some incense and worshipped. They heard that the people around them had their own words of hanging sacrifices: there were thanks to Xue Xiang for what he did for the people when he was an official; some said that if Xue Gong Changsheng would be as prosperous as the day; some people prayed that Xue Gong could rebirth his relatives in heaven,

Seeing this scene, Shen Kuo sighed, "Some people can be loved by the people, but some are pointed out by thousands of people. Your Majesty, why is there such a big gap between officials?"

There were cigarettes in front of the king. He squinted his eyes and sighed: "A person must die. Death is heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather."

Shen Kuo recalled the king's words and said faintly, "In those years, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was moody and stubborn. Sima Qian's words in the "Reporting Ren Anshu" showed that he could not express his feelings for his misfortune. The prince sighed at this time. Could it be that he also had Sima Qian's anger."

Wang Bian sighed. He just remembered a sentence in "Serving the People". Unexpectedly, Shen Kuo quoted it to himself. Although Zhao Yu was not stubborn or moody, Zhao Yu's wayward conceit was not shown, but a low-key scheming. He thought of it from a teenager, he and Zhao Yu met and escorted him again and again. In the end, he was forced to disappear. Wang was really a little indignant in his heart.

He sneered and said, "How dare I compare with Sima Qian? Besides, I don't want to end up like that."

As the two said, they let each other go out of the Xue Gongci Temple. Suddenly, they heard a sound of gongs, and then many officers and soldiers came in careless from the outside, driving the crowd as they walked inside.

While driving people, the officers and soldiers shouted, "Sprinkling up, get out, get out."

"Your Majesty, we are all here to offer sacrifices. Today is the day of Lord Xue's sacrifice. Don't break the law." Someone asked,

"Let you go out as soon as you go out. Didn't you see that our master is coming to sacrifice? Let's go." The arrogant appearance of the officers and soldiers annoyed people. The people who came to sacrifice Xue Xiang actually had such an arrogant entourage, which seemed to make this ancestral hall a little pale,

"Let's go." Shen Kuo pulled Wang out of the ancestral hall. There were already many people who had been kicked out and stopped outside at the door.

"Dude, please find out who is coming to worship." Wang listened to the people around him,

"The newly arrived magistrate is very powerful. He is a master. How can he worship with ordinary people like us? You see, there are still a few hundred steps left in the sedan chair, and the opening of the road is about to catch up with the Beijing officials."