Sha Po Lang

In the dark, perhaps some unknown god reminded Marshal Gu who was far away in the sky, telling him that his son was about to be abducted by the bald donkey. When the emperor was writing the notebook, he brought a letter from home to Chang Geng by the way.

Chang Geng wrote several pages eloquently in the familiar handwriting that he had copied many times. First he sincerely admitted his mistake, then he explained the reason why he left without saying goodbye with reason and emotion, and finally expressed his He misses him, and promises that if the Northwest is safe and sound, he will return to the Hou Mansion before the end of the year to celebrate the New Year.

Chang Geng read it from the beginning, and put it aside with a slight smirk, because he knew that this thing must not have been made by Marquis An Ding.

Such nasty words as "a farewell is far away, it's hard to stay at night", "add food and clothes, don't worry about my heart", it is impossible for them to sprout from the soil in Gu Yun's mind. Ghostwritten by Shen Yi.

The bastard adoptive father at most transcribed it himself.

But Chang Geng found sadly that he thought so clearly in his heart, when he remembered that these words really flowed from Gu Yun's pen, he still couldn't help digging out each word and inserting it into his eyes.

Unfortunately, Gu Yun broke his promise.

Gu Yun knew he was ashamed, this time let Shen Yi, who had just promised on his behalf, get out, he personally wrote a long letter to Chang Geng.Chang Geng laughed angrily after reading it, although he felt that this family letter was quite sincere this time - Gu Yun really didn't have the talent to coax others, he was completely adding fuel to the flame of sincerity.

Marshal Gu first talked about a bunch of trivial things that he thought were interesting, wrote a thousand words, and digressed thousands of miles, until finally, he used the four words "military affairs are busy" to summarize the reason why he couldn't return to Beijing.

Chang Geng didn't care how the scorpions in the desert were roasted and delicious, but he searched several times before and after, but he still couldn't find the sentence he was most concerned about - Gu Yun is not coming back this year, when will he be back?

But there is nothing behind "Busy military affairs", and a long gift list is attached.

Gu Yun probably felt that the apology in words was not enough, so he expressed it with actions - he transported all the good things he got this year back to the Hou Mansion, and gave them all to Chang Geng. And feet.

That day, 15-year-old Chang Geng locked himself in his room, and together with a Loulan short knife that Gu Yun gave him, survived a bout of Urbone, and then made a decision - he didn't want to stay in the house like a wimp. He is in the Hou's residence, and he doesn't want to learn some paper articles and martial arts from the old master and the trembling master. He wants to go out by himself and see the outside world.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Chang Geng followed Zhu Xiaojiao from the palace alone into the palace to pay New Year's greetings to the emperor, as usual, he went through the motions.

Then he stayed in the Hou's mansion until the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of longevity noodles, took it back to the house and ate it by himself, and then calmly announced a decision that would blow up the Hou's mansion again.

Chang Geng said: "I plan to live in Huguo Temple for a while."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the old butler's miserable expression, and added: "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I'm not going out, I just want to practice with Master Qingran for a while, and pray for my adoptive father at the same time."

The old butler: "..."

What else can he say?He had no choice but to prepare incense money, endured the pain in his chest, and sent someone to send Chang Geng, Ge Pangxiao and Cao Niangzi to Huguo Temple.

This year, the old housekeeper of the Hou Mansion felt that the majestic and mighty gate of his house might be cursed by some barbarian witchcraft. Anyone who entered this gate, regardless of whether it was born in his own family or recognized from the outside, would be more than one. Difficult to deal with, the old housekeeper still remembers how cowardly Gu Yun was when he was a child, he was like a little wolf who had been hurt, hating everyone around him indiscriminately.

That one finally grew up stumbling, and was able to set up a family.

Here comes another one who is even more incomprehensible.

After Gu Yun left, Chang Geng spent his days running to Huguo Temple all day long.

Who can you love to play with?Drilling into the temple every day, Fourth Highness Li Min really didn't go out, but when he went out, his destination was extraordinary.

The old housekeeper was full of worries, worried every day that Chang Geng would be shaved.

But he knew that fifteen or sixteen-year-olds would not listen to the old man's persuasion, not to mention Chang Geng was not brought up by him, the old housekeeper didn't dare to interfere with him too much, so he had to go to Mrs. Cao and Ge Pangxiao to beat the gong side.

When Mrs. Cao heard this, she stared at the powder on her eyelids, and said angrily, "What? That bald donkey wants to hook up with my elder brother Chang Geng to become a monk?"

There are very few good-looking men in the world, the commander-in-chief leaves as soon as he says, and until now there is not even a trace of him, only Chang Geng is left beside him.At Chang Geng's age, there is still no sign of permanent disability, how difficult it is, and there is still the danger of becoming bald. Immediately, Lady Cao became an ally of the old housekeeper.

The next day, he changed into men's clothes on purpose, and stubbornly insisted on going with Chang Geng to pay homage to the Buddhist holy land. Before going out, he rolled up his sleeves to a pair of iron puppets at the door, and made a gesture of determination.

The iron puppet was ignorant of human nature, staring blankly at his twisted and bizarre back like a snake spirit.

However, when she came back from Huguo Temple that night, Mrs. Cao never mentioned the matter of "letting the demon monk appear", and since then she has joined the team of enlightening Buddhism every day without hesitation. Without him, the "monster monk" is too handsome up.

Although the commander-in-chief is also handsome, it is a pity that he is too aggressive to sit quietly and let others admire him. After knowing the master is different, Mrs. Cao thinks that he is simply a ubala flower walking in the world. In the bonsai, it will surely last forever, and one more look at him can make you feel refreshed for several days.

The old housekeeper didn't know what kind of ecstasy the monk had given to the two, so he had to find Ge Pangxiao's head.

Ge Pangxiao obliged to accompany him there.

A few days later, Ge Pangxiao also defected.

Because the monk knows not only how to chant scriptures, he is very proficient in the existing various types of lighters and puppets driven by Ziliujin, and Ge Pangxiao even met people from the Lingshu Institute with him.

Ge Pangxiao, who dreamed of driving a giant kite to the sky, didn't say anything, and directly bowed down under the monk's lotus platform.

This year passed, the old housekeeper was actually used to Chang Geng and the others running to the monk's temple every three days, so he didn't take it very seriously at first.

Unexpectedly, His Highness the Fourth Highness did not learn from the bad, so on the second day after arriving at Huguo Temple, he imitated Gu Yun, played with the golden cicada to escape the shell, and left without saying goodbye.

He first explained to the guards that he would follow Master Qingran to practice behind closed doors for a while, and asked the idlers not to disturb him. Of course the guards really didn't dare to disturb them and just stayed outside the door.

That night, Chang Geng took his two followers who were eating inside and out, and followed Master Liao Ran to travel around the south of the Yangtze River.

After a few days, the guards realized that something was wrong, and went to find someone, and there was only a light letter left in the meditation room.

The old housekeeper wanted to cry but had no choice but to send someone to deliver a letter to Gu Yun while entrusting someone to play the emperor.

After hearing this, the emperor was very relieved. First, he didn't care much about this cheap brother. Second, he believed in Buddhism and had a kind of blind trust in Monk Liao Ran. Hearing that Chang Geng traveled with him, he felt a little bit envious ——I only hate that I am tired of common things, and I can't follow the light of eminent monks.

Gu Yun's side is even beyond reach, and there is no hope. He heard that there are as many bandits in the Western Regions as a cow, and he chased the bandits all day long. He didn't know where he went. Even if the messenger arrived at Xiliangguan, if he wanted to find Gu Shuai immediately Personally, it's all down to luck.

Although Liao Ran is an eminent monk, he seldom lectures on scriptures, and he never speaks those obscure Dharma and gatha. Most of the time, he talks about some folk knowledge in writing face to face. joined the WTO.He would even speak out about current affairs in a very perverse way, but he generally wrote as he wrote.

Half a month later, in a small tea shop in the south of the Yangtze River, three teenagers and a monk sat around a table.

The spring plowing in the south of the Yangtze River has already started, but looking around, there are not a few people working in the fields. Three or two old farmers are wearing bamboo hats, idly watching the iron puppets who are working from a distance.

Compared with the evil spirit of the guards and sword puppets in the Hou's Mansion, this iron puppet that farms the fields in the misty rain of apricot blossoms is not in the shape of a human being, but like a small cart, running back and forth in the fields, with a wooden carved buffalo head on it, looking very naive.

This is the first batch of farming puppets assigned by the imperial court, and it will be tried out in the Nanjing area.

When Ge Pangxiao returned to the small town from Yan, he had an extraordinary interest in Shen Yi's scraps of iron and steel, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Liao Ran knocked on the table and drew the attention of Chang Geng and others. After a year, Chang Geng and the others could already understand his sign language, and the monk no longer needed to write every single word.

"I have seen the farming puppet that Jiangnan is promoting in the West. A puppet can easily manage an acre of land. Although it still needs to burn a little Ziliujin, after several improvements, the coal is enough to support most of the power. In this way As a result, the cost is very low, and it is said that a puppet is cheaper than an ever-burning lamp."

Ge Pangxiao: "That's a good thing, don't you have to work the land in the future without getting up early and late at night?"

The iron puppets for trial implementation were allocated to Nanjing by the imperial court, and the gentry and lords registered and took them away, and were responsible for subsequent maintenance.If the tenants are willing to farm their own land, they can plant it themselves. If they are not willing, they will give up their rented land to the puppet. When the next year’s harvest is bumper, the rent will be increased by [-]% to compensate for the coal and a small amount of Ziliu gold burned by the puppet.

Few people did it in the first year, after all, the rent had to be increased by [-]%, but in the second year, it has been promoted. There are many before, and you don't have to get up early and work late. Who wouldn't agree to such a good thing?

This is the grand scene where there are no people in the fields in the south of the Yangtze River at this time.

He laughed without saying a word.

Chang Geng suddenly said: "I don't think it's a good thing—if iron puppets can completely replace people, what use are people for? The land rented by the tenant's family is also owned by the squire. In the past few years, the lord missed his old love and was willing to keep these people. Idle man, how many years can I keep them?"

Ge Pangxiao was obsessed with all kinds of lighters, thinking about it day and night, and immediately said: "They can stay and be long-armed masters!"

Mrs. Cao: "I know this. Adding up the steel armor of all the defenders in a goose city, only two long-armed divisions are enough. At that time, they were only occasionally busy, so they would go to Mr. Shen... General Shen, we don't need so many long-armed divisions."

Ge Pangxiao: "They can find other things to do, such as..."

For example, he couldn't tell for a while, the life of the butcher's family was easy after all, in Ge Pang's eyes, there were so many things to do in the world besides farming.

Lady Cao struggled to tear her gaze away from Qingran's face, and asked, "Then if everyone can't find something to do, or most people can't find something to do, will they rebel?"

Liao Ran lowered his eyes to look at him, and Madam Cao's face instantly boiled.

Liao Ran gestured and said, "It won't happen in these years."

The three teenagers were silent for a while, and Chang Geng asked, "Is it because of my adoptive father?"

Xiaoran glanced at him with a smile.

"I remember that on New Year's Eve last year, the tigers brought by the foreigners ran away, and the people in the street were in a mess. It was only after seeing my adoptive father that they calmed down." Chang Geng paused, and said, "I heard people say later that the kite There are crowds of people around the building, if the foster father hadn't stabilized the flow of people, many people would be trampled to death even if stepped on."

Qiao Ran gestured and said: "I took His Highness out privately, which can be regarded as offending Hou An Ding badly. In the future, when things happen to Dongchuang, I forgot that His Highness saved the monk's life under the sword of Lord Hou."

Both Ge Pangxiao and Mrs. Cao laughed, thinking that Monk Liaoran was joking - after all, in their impression, Gu Yun had always been amiable.

Liao Ran smiled wryly, skipped this topic, and then gestured: "There are folk legends that the old Hou used 30 people of black iron to make the northern wolf bow his head. Into the ground, invulnerable to swords and guns, with the girder of Xuantieying, although there are thugs who commit crimes and riots among the people, it is still difficult to reach a large scale."

Chang Geng sat up straighter: "But I heard people say that if you want to demolish a house, the first thing to do is smash the beams."

Looking at the young man in front of him, if Gu Yun came back, he would probably not know Chang Geng anymore. In just one year, he had grown a few inches, and the childishness that had flowed between his eyebrows and eyes was gone.

The boy whose scalp was numb when he went out on New Year's Eve, is now sitting in a tea shop in the south of the Yangtze River, chatting with monks about the people's livelihood.

Clearly: "Your Highness, don't worry, Master Hou has long been aware of these things."

Chang Geng thought of the "the world is inevitable" in Gu Yun's room, he was slightly stunned, his heart suddenly burst into thoughts like a dike, he sat quietly for a while, let the thoughts rush for a while, he smiled wryly, picked up the The tea roots in the table and case were cleared up in one gulp.

Gu Yun, who was kept in Chang Geng's mind, was still in the vast desert of the Western Regions at this time, and had been confronting the largest group of sand bandits in the area for more than a month.

At this time, the Xiliang Pass was no longer depressed. Since Daliang and the Pope signed the Treaty of Xiliang Pass, the entire Xiliang Pass line has become a place of geomantic omen to gather wealth. Merchants and tourists quickly gathered together. The population of the town has skyrocketed, and Westerners, people from the Central Plains, and people from small countries in the Western Regions are mixed together.

Loulan, located at the entrance of the ancient Silk Road, has become an important place for trade, and quickly changed from a little-known small country to a place where money flows.

Loulan people are warm and happy, live and work in peace and contentment, and don't like to make troubles. They didn't have anything to do with the rebellion in the Western Regions. The relationship with Daliang has always been very friendly, so the emperor put the entrance of the ancient silk road here specially.

"Commander, Xiao Jia has taken down the den of thieves, do you want to do it?"

Gu Yun: "Then what are you waiting for? We've caught the bandit leader, let's go to Prince Loulan's for dinner tonight!"

As he spoke, he gently pressed his eyelids.

Shen Yi: "Are your eyes..."

"No," Gu Yun muttered, "The eyelids keep twitching, maybe..."

After he finished speaking, a personal guard suddenly stepped forward and took out a letter from his arms: "Master!"

Gu Yun: "Well, where did it come from?"

Personal guard: "The letter from the Hou family was sent to Xiliang Pass, but the family members couldn't find you, so they sent it from the people of Loulan."

Maybe it was Chang Geng's reply.

Thinking about it, Gu Yun took it apart and looked at it expectantly.

Then Shen Yi saw Gu Yun's face change.

Shen Yi: "What's wrong?"

"Of course this bald donkey, it's best not to fall into my hands." Gu Yun said sadly, he walked around in the handsome tent with his hands behind his back like a fly without a head, and kicked over a small table Case, "Send me some black eagles, Ji Ping, take care of me for the time being."