Three anecdotes

Coming out of the palace, Shang Quehan rode his horse westward.At the feet of the emperor, there are refugees everywhere, and we can hear mourning from time to time.Although it can't be said that the people are starving and starving, life is not easy after all.Thinking of Shang Chengbi's frosty face and the occasional sadness when he entered the palace to meet the Holy Spirit, Shang Quhan didn't know whether he should feel sad for the suffering of the common people because of the dusty Sacred Heart or thank Cardinal Jin for letting Shang Chengbi forget for a while. In order to find fault with those masters who shouldn't be worried about Feng Xing.

The Jingnan Long Street, which was originally full of traffic, was full of corruption and death. Those who could eat closed their windows tightly, and those who could not eat all rushed in one direction.Poor people in ragged clothes and scrawny children lined up in a long line holding a half-cooked bowl.Shen Qi waved a big iron spoon to pour the gruel into the black broken bowls.The victims licked their dry lips from time to time. Although everyone was looking forward to it, they were in order.

"No! Go back quickly."

"I beg An Le Wang, I didn't jump in the queue on purpose. It's because my mother is so hungry that she can't get up. Wake up!" Before Shen Qixian could speak, the people behind shouted, "Young commander ordered Who dares to disobey the rules! The military order is like a mountain, do you understand it!"

"Yes, yes! What the young commander said is the imperial decree!"

"No one is allowed to disobey the commander's order!"

The man kowtowed his head on the ground.

Shang Quhan turned around and asked his subordinates, "Where is Leshui in front?"

"Yes." The shadow guard replied.

Shang Quhan frowned slightly, and walked forward quickly.Zihualiu is extremely human, so he stays where he is.

People who lead troops all the year round naturally have a kind of power. Shang Quhan commanded an army of 40, which is already awe-inspiring, with a noble background. Compared with ordinary generals, he has a bit more Tsinghua spirit.Although it is a commoner cloth, the wind is naturally generated when you move it, like the sun and the moon are lifted together, elegant and noble, the rivers and rivers flow together, like a broken mountain.Ordinary people have never seen such an aura before, everyone is intimidated by his aura, and unconsciously lowers their hands and eyes, not daring to look directly.Shen Qixian waved an iron spoon to scoop porridge every day, anyway, he stretched out his hand when he saw someone, his arms were almost not his own.I was so busy, but suddenly felt a sense of majesty.Turning around subconsciously, he saw Shang Quhan standing not far away with his arms behind his back.

Shen Qixian hurriedly put the iron spoon back into the pot, and Shang Quhan shook his head slightly, signaling him to get busy with serving the porridge first.The man kneeling on the ground who kept kowtowing also felt strange.Shang Quhan's aura was astonishing, the man didn't know what was wrong, he just thought that the man in front of him could save him, so he scrambled and walked to Shang Quhan on his knees.

Shang Quhan didn't want to accept his big gift for no reason, so he just waved his sleeves, and the man stood up involuntarily, "My lord, help, help! My mother is starving to death, I deserve to die, I deserve to die! The house has been without cooking for three days Yes. As long as I can save my mother, I will be willing to go without food for six days!"

Shen Qixian had already handed the spoon to the subordinate behind him and trotted over, "Qixian pays his respects to senior brother."

Shang Quehan glanced at the man across from him, "What's going on?"

Shen Qixian bowed and said, "In order to ensure order, Fengxing made a rule that those who jump in line will not be given food for three days."

Shang Qunhan nodded.The man knelt down again, "I know that no one in Jing'an City can disobey the command of the young marshal, but my mother really can't do it, she just waits for a mouthful of rice porridge to continue her life, one bite, one bite. "

Shang Que said coldly, "Shen is the order, and the order is the only thing to do. Since the rules have been set, you should abide by—" The man kept kowtowing, "My mother is really starving to death, please make an exception I will be an ox and a horse in the future to repay the Young Marshal and Bodhisattva Wei."

Shang Quhan joined the army at the age of 15. He has never lost a hundred battles in the past [-] years, and every word he says is an order.When the victims heard his words, they gathered and responded, "That's right. Who would dare not listen to what the young marshal said!"

"You make an exception and I make an exception, where do you put the young marshal!"

"Everyone is queuing, who told you to grab it!"

There was a lot of talk for a while.Shang Quhan only said slowly, "Military orders are as true as mountains, but human lives are more important than mountains." He seemed to have no intention of raising his voice, but everyone was listening to him.He looked at Shen Qixian, "Of course we have to abide by the rules. However, it is the son who breaks the rules, and it is the mother who suffers the consequences. , but people will fall into a desperate situation. What about the original intention of supporting the old and the young?"

Shen Qixian lowered his head, "Eldest brother's lesson is that it's because Xixian didn't think carefully." He raised his voice, "Folks, if someone jumps in the queue, according to the rules, naturally he won't be given food. However, his mother Waiting for this porridge to save his life, we will give him a bowl of porridge and ask him to send it back, and no one in the village can just leave him dead."

"Wang Anle is right. Just listen to Wang Anle. Wang Xiaohu, this bowl of porridge today is for your mother, not for you. If you are filial, serve your mother well. Young commander, benevolent, don't break the rules again Already!"

Shang Quhan watched the man named Wang Xiaohu take the porridge back, and asked the shadow guard to follow, to see if there was anything else that needed help, whether he wanted to hire a doctor for the old lady.If the doctor is too busy, he will carry it to the medical clinic.After giving such orders, he himself came over, took the iron spoon and scooped porridge for the victims himself.The victims of the disaster lined up one by one, following in fear and trepidation, while Shen Qixian stood aside to help. After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly called out, "Elder brother? You are the elder brother of King Anle, are you Juntian King?!"

Shang Quhan didn't speak.

The man suddenly shouted, "Folks! King Jun! It's King Jun who has arrived! We are saved!"

"Jun Tian Wang, Jun Tian Wang!" The common people knelt down and shouted, even hearing Feng Xing from a mile away.He thought to himself, who is this? Don't you think your father's achievements are not enough?As soon as he felt anxious, Qu Huang on his crotch spread his hooves and ran wildly, and ran to his father in a short while.Feng Xing got off his horse, and before he could speak, Shang Quhan suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, "Who taught you the rules of galloping horses on the street!"

Feng Xing escaped from the camp privately, he heard that his father was very nervous when he arrived, but now he was scolded by his father, he was almost too frightened to speak.He just knelt on the ground, first asked his father how he was, and then said, "It's my son who indulged, please calm down, father."

"Stop scolding the little prince."

"Oh, it's thanks to the little prince that we can live till now."

"Nowadays there are disasters everywhere, there is no one on the road. The little prince's BMW understands human nature and will not hurt anyone!"

Feng Xing knelt on the ground, next to his ears were the voices of all the victims pleading for mercy.Everyone said a word, and there were thousands of words. He is very popular these days for disaster relief and distribution of rice. I think he is a ten-year-old child, and he has shouldered such a heavy burden.Although he is a little prince, he is humble and courteous. Everyone likes him very much. Hearing that he is scolded, everyone can't bear it.Some people even thought that it was said that King Jingbian taught his son very strictly, that meritorious deeds would not be rewarded, and minor faults would be punished. It seems that this is the case.The little prince came here for us, so we can't let him be wronged.Most of the people queuing up to receive the porridge are aunts and aunts, Feng Xing is the young marshal, and the little prince. No one dared to climb up to the sky, but now a small person has lost a lot of weight because of the disaster relief. My father blamed it, it was really pitiful.So, the voice of pleading was louder.

Shang Quehan glanced at him, "Get up for now."

"Yes, father." He didn't use the title of father king or father commander, as if he was an ordinary child who was taught by his strict father.When I got up, I got up, and if I got up for a while, my aunt and aunt felt even more distressed.

"The galloping horse, what's the matter?" Shang Quhan didn't forget to scoop up another spoonful of rice porridge for the victims when he asked.

"Thank you King Jun." The victim knelt down and held the rice porridge on his head.Shang Quhan hurriedly helped the man up, "The people are homeless and the people are hungry and cold. It's the fault of us rulers. Everyone is so polite, how can Yuan Zhi be restrained. The child is young, and there are many negligence in disaster relief. I am really ashamed. I have heard about the hardships of the Central Plains at the border, but I don’t want the people’s livelihood to be so difficult. Yuan Zhi has just entered the palace and has asked the emperor to allocate [-] shi of corn from the army rations to relieve the disaster. At that time, everyone will be able to return to their hometowns, with land to grow, food to eat, and clothes to wear, please rest assured."

Shang Qu Hanyuan was very popular among the people, everyone heard him say that fifty thousand shi of grain was allocated from the army rations, and thinking of King Juntian's benevolence, they were even more grateful, and many women even wiped their tears.In the time of disaster, the day is at stake, and everyone does not know where the soup is at night after drinking the porridge in their hands. Now that they have seen Shang Quhan with their own eyes and heard his words, they all feel that there is hope from now on, as if life is not so tormented anymore .

Shang Jinhan said a few more words of comfort, and took Fengxing to see the elderly and children who had lost their parents. It was almost Xushi when they returned to Wei Jinhan's house.Fengxing trotted all the way, tidied up after busy work, and brought footwashing water for his father, "Father has been on the road for a month, today is another busy day, wash your feet first, and your face is ready. The third uncle I only dare to take the pot when my father comes back."

"Yeah." Shang Quhan took off his shoes and socks, put his boots aside, watched his father soak his feet in hot water, closed his eyes gently, then knelt down against the corner of the wall with his head down.

Shang Quhan opened his eyes, "It's winter again in the old house, the ground is damp, don't stick to the corner."

Fengxing stood up and knelt down in front of his father, "Huan'er went out of the camp without permission, failed to provide disaster relief, rode a horse in the street, committed three crimes, please punish him."

Shang Quehan shook his head lightly, motioning him to wash his feet, Feng Xing carefully pressed the hard calluses on the soles of his father's feet, Shang Quehan said, "Three crimes? You have committed many mistakes, don't think about it tonight gone."

"Children never dare to seek luck." Feng Xing rubbed his father's feet.

Shang Quhan leaned down (body) and patted his forehead lightly, "I lost weight."

Feng Xing knew that he would not be able to bear it if he made so many mistakes, he had already made up his mind to be punished by his father, and now it is his duty to help his father wash his feet.I planned to get through this test obediently, but I didn't expect my father to mention this first, and I suddenly felt a hot current in my heart, "Father—"

Shang Quhan squeezed his shoulders, "Why are you so tired. What's the matter with Xin Yang, where is Zhao Lie? With the two uncles here, plus Le Shui, you're even thinner than before."

Feng Xing poured water on his father's instep, and said, "Father, don't say that Third Martial Uncle just because of this, Third Martial Uncle and Shen Martial Uncle take good care of me. It's just that there are many disaster victims and I have no experience. Head, Third Martial Uncle himself has lost weight."

Shang Quhan shook his head lightly, "This time the rice and grain belong to your third uncle? Xin Yang is too honest."

"The third uncle is benevolent." Feng Xing said.

Shang Quhan smiled, "You can't even run away by yourself, and you are still looking after Xin Yang. Don't worry, he has already opened the door and established a household. I can still beat him because you are skinny?"

Feng Xing smiled, "Of course not. But, father has always disciplined us very strictly, except for the little uncle, I'm really afraid that you will find something wrong again."

Shang Quehan smiled and said, "I even arranged for your little uncle to come. He wants to follow this time, and I forced him to stay in the commander's mansion. He is also wronged." When he said this, he no longer mentioned Jing Shanbo, Feng Xing Raising his head to talk to him, he saw the child's sharp jaw, and Shang Quhan was a little distressed, "You must have suffered a lot. If you are really experienced, you will know that no matter how strict you are in the camp, it is not a hardship." .”

Feng Xing nodded, "Looking at the victims, many of them are not as old as me, and they are so hungry that they want to swallow a bowl of porridge. The children don't feel bitter, they just feel uncomfortable."

Shang Quhan patted him on the shoulder, "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, unkind government, and people's suffering are inevitable. You can see it with your own eyes, and there is nothing wrong with it. If you see it yourself, you will know what to do in the future."

"Yes. I know." Feng Xing agreed, "Father entered the palace today? You said you want to distribute [-] shi for military rations? Although we have plenty of food and grass, [-] shi is not a small amount. How can we have so much food in reserve?" What's more, Beidi's Helian Xi wolf ambition, after proclaiming sweat, the heart of going east will not die, maybe there will be a battle in a few days. At that time, if the food and grass can't keep up, what will the soldiers do?"

Shang Que said coldly, "Don't worry. Dacheng's harvest this year is good, and your Uncle Leshan agreed to lend me the grain. What's more, we have our own land and granary. This is what the soldiers mean."

Feng Xing didn't understand, "Why did my father borrow food from Emperor Xuan'an?"

Shang Quhan stroked his head lightly, "You will know later."

Feng Xing stood up and added some hot water to the basin, "Uh—"

Shang Yan looked at him coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Feng Xing said, "Originally, I planned to finish the matter here and go back to ask my father to take the blame. I didn't expect that the queen would be so generous and my father would come. I, my son—" He still wanted to save face, and said with some embarrassment, "My son did not Take your family law with you."

Shang Yanhan glanced at him, Feng Xing's heart beat, and he heard his father say, "Who's family law is with you. Family law is to remind you not to make mistakes, not to make you confident and think that you can do whatever you want without fear of beating. Don't Don't worry about these unnecessary things, I'm almost done washing, just soak for a while. After a day of running around, you should go back and take a bath. "

Chatting with his father, Feng Xing felt a little more relaxed at first, but when he heard the words that he was confident, he couldn't help thinking that he ran out of the barracks privately relying on his father's respect, and panicked all of a sudden.At this moment, he didn't dare to say any more, obediently served his father and went back to his room.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I've been really busy recently.The schedule has been lined up until mid-January, and I have to make time for writing and so on.I'm afraid we can only guarantee three to four updates next week. Do you want to finish this filming in one go, or update it every other day and watch it slowly.If I want to read it all at once, I will take time to finish writing several chapters in a row, and then stop for a few days to do my own business.If it is still the same as it is now, it will be updated every other day, let's see everyone's opinions.

The recent days are really stressful. I am about to graduate, and all things are squeezed together. I owe everyone a lot in terms of updates. I'm sorry!