The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Song Jiao stood on the spot, watching the second wife being overwhelmed by friends, at a loss.

A group of children surrounded the Second Madam, chattering, and what they said was very similar to what the Second Madam said to Song Jiao before.

"Maomao, if you eat your godmother's food, you will be your godmother's son."

"Auntie, you heard me sing, you want to adopt me as a godson!"

The second lady was in a bad mood. She sat on the seat with an embarrassing expression and didn't know how to answer.

Of course she wants to be a son, but she only wants Song Jiao who is being favored by Mr. Xie, these children...

Tonight, Xie Chen not only brought all his friends from the kindergarten, but also all the children of the same age in Liangzhou City.

This is too much.

"Okay, okay." The second lady tried to appease them, "Don't make noise..."

In the chaos, the children looked back and saw Xie Chen who was not far away holding his hands, without any objection, and gestured to them again, so they rushed forward to get the dishes in front of the second lady.

"I brought food for my aunt, and after my aunt ate my food, she decided to adopt me as her godson."

"I also pick up food for my aunt, and my aunt will accept me too."

Still the same words.

The second lady's voice was completely drowned out in their voices.

Looking at such a scene, Song Jiao couldn't help laughing, her eyes crooked.He didn't intend to gloat, but he was a little happy to see that the second aunt finally understood his feelings, only a little.

Xie Chen stepped forward to hold his hand, and pulled him back to the dining table.

Xie Chen dragged his chair to Song Jiao's side, brought his bowl and chopsticks, and sat next to Song Jiao.

The second lady was able to cast a glance here, and she saw Xie Chen and Song Jiaozheng eating together, Mr. Xie watched them eat, and helped pick up some dishes and wiped his face from time to time. His love was beyond words, and he didn't mean to glance at her. .

The second lady stretched out her hand with difficulty, pushed Second Master Xie, and glared at him.

Second Master Xie smiled, stopped the group of children, and pulled them away one by one: "Okay, stop messing around, let someone take you down for refreshments."

He called for someone to lead the group of children down, turned his head to comfort the second lady, and passed the steps to her: "They also like you, so they pester you."

But this kind of consolation obviously didn't work for the second lady, she pursed her lips and looked displeased, but Mr. Xie was happy, she didn't dare to pick this issue, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it.

At the other end, Xie Chen was picking up vegetables for Song Jiao: "Maomao, eat this big chicken drumstick."

Song Jiao said "thank you", lowered his head and took a bite, and then burst into tears: "It's Jiang!"

Mr. Xie and Song Junshi were busy coaxing the children, Xie Chen hid beside his grandpa and snickered, but was hit twice by Song Jiao, it didn't hurt at all, and he still had a playful smile.He raised his eyes and saw his second aunt looking at him, and smiled at his second aunt.

Mao Mao, only I can bully, no one else can!

Only then did the second lady realize that Xie Chen did it on purpose, and Mrs. Xie, who organized the family banquet tonight, also knew about it. Even Mr. Xie, the head of the family, could see it, and everyone present could see it.

She tugged at the handkerchief under the table, halfway through the banquet, she said she was not feeling well, and went back first.

Master Xie didn't say anything, he waved his hand clearly and let her go down.

The two children had a small appetite, and they were full soon, and began to fight.

Mr. Xie took off the rice grains stuck to his beard, put one on each of the two children, and stuck it to the corner of his mouth: "Don't waste food, go out to play when you are full."

Xie Chen and Song Jiao slid off their chairs, landed on the ground, and ran out hand in hand.

Xie Chen dragged Song Jiao out of the dining room and down the steps.

In the corridor, the dozen or so children who were in charge of pestering the second lady just now were all there, laughing and playing. When they saw Xie Chen approaching, they all turned their heads and called out "Brother Shen".

Xie Chen responded, shook his cloak, and walked through them in an extremely majestic manner, walked to the end of the corridor, and sat down in the middle seat.

Quite a big brother style.

Song Jiao followed him, saw him sitting down, rubbed the tip of his nose for a while, then sat down beside him.

What do you want to do?Why are you sitting next to Big Brother?Xie Chen turned his head and glanced at him, Song Jiao met his eyes, blinked his black and white eyes, not quite understanding what he meant.

whats the matter?

Forget it, don't bother with him.

Xie Chen turned his gaze back, took off the wallet from his waist, and threw it to Mu Ying: "Send money."

Mu Ying raised her hand to catch the wallet, the wallet was heavy, and the silver inside jingled: "Thank you, Brother Shen."

Everyone cheered: "Thank you Brother Shen!"

Xie Chen turned his head and glanced at Song Jiao again.

In order to invite these children to help, he spent money, and it was all his own money, all for Song Jiao. Song Jiao is a poor little pauper. I'm sorry, he's the only one to do it himself.

He was so kind to the little poor man.

But the friends misunderstood what he meant by Song Jiao, and said in unison: "Thank you Brother Mao!"

Brother Mo:? ? ?

what happened?

Xie Chen waved his hand and asked them to go down to distribute the money, then turned his head and pinched Song Jiao's face.

"Oh." Song Jiao was pinched by him.

"You are not allowed to split the money."

"I didn't want to divide it." Song Jiao thought for a while, then whispered, "I will pay you back."

Xie Chen laughed at him: "You have no money."

Song Jiao said solemnly: "I will have money in the future, I... I can return it to you with other things, anyway, I won't refuse to return it to you."

Xie Chen was just teasing him, he laughed, tugged at his hair, and whispered next to his ear: "Little poor man, little poor man."

"Oh! You hate it!" Song Jiao stood up abruptly and pushed him hard.

？ ！！

"Thank you Chen? Thank you Chen!" Song Jiao leaned on the railing of the corridor and poked his head out.

"Brother Shen? Brother Shen!" The friends also squeezed together in the corridor, while stretching their necks, "Are you okay?"

Xie Chen was overthrown, turned out of the corridor, lay on his back on the thick snow, clenched his fists, and waved at Song Jiao.

Song Jiao's cheeks were red, and she hurried out of the corridor.He clasped the railing with both hands, and his two short legs fluttered in the air for a while before landing smoothly.

He ran to Xie Chen's side and shook his body: "Brother Shen, are you okay? I didn't mean to."

Xie Chen said, "Qi Ruoyousi": "Ahem, it hurts to death, I'm going to die again."

Song Jiao didn't have a long memory, and completely forgot the painful experience of being cheated before, and her eyes turned red immediately: "I'm sorry."

Xie Chen turned his head to prevent him from seeing him snickering, and pressed one hand on the snow, forming a big snowball.

He just raised the snowball to hit Song Jiao, but Song Jiao jumped forward to avoid the attack.Snowball hit him behind.

Song Jiao cried loudly on his body: "Woooo, brother Shen, don't die."

My snowball wasted...

Xie Chen choked.

He raised his eyes and saw friends in the corridor who had turned on the melon-eating mode.

Xie Chen stopped with his hand that was about to make another snowball, and turned to pat Song Jiao's head, and said bluntly: "Okay, it's okay, I lied to you, get up quickly."

But Song Jiao didn't seem to hear what he said, and just kept crying.

Xie Chen was a little helpless, thought for a while, held his head with both hands, raised his head, and "chirped" him.

"Okay, centipede tiger sucks, I'm fine again."

It's artificial respiration.

Song Jiao didn't correct him either, but just stood there with tears in his eyes.

Xie Chen sat up and said to the friends in the corridor: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a centipede and a tiger? Go and get the fireworks out, let's set off the fireworks tonight."

He turned his head and pulled Song Jiao up: "Don't cry, let's play with you."

Mr. Xie spoiled his children, and prepared several boxes of fireworks for Xie Chen during the New Year's Eve, and they haven't finished it yet.

Xie Shen is very skinny and solid. He has developed 99 ways to play PaoBao, including but not limited to throwing PaoBao into a frozen lake, covering it in soil, and burying it in horse manure.

The last way of playing was called to stop urgently because he accidentally injured Mr. Xie who was passing by.

Of course, Mr. Xie also prepared a lot of firecrackers for Song Jiao, but Song Jiao was timid, he didn't like to play with these things at all, and would be startled by the sudden sound of firecrackers.

At this moment, Xie Chen was holding Song Jiao's hand, and Song Jiao's hand was holding the Huozhezi.

Xie Chen tried his best to push Song Jiao towards the fireworks, but Song Jiao tried his best to hide back.

Song Jiao loudly expressed resistance: "I don't want to play this!"

Xie Chen also said loudly: "It's very fun, click on it."

"I don't want it, it will blow me up."

"Will not."

Song Jiao closed her eyes tightly, and was pushed by Xie Chen.Xie Chen held his hand, lit the fireworks, and pulled him back to run.

Fireworks shot up behind him, illuminating half of the night.

Song Jiao turned his head at this moment, the firelight illuminated his face and reflected in his eyes.

Xie Chen laughed at him again: "Coward."

"Slightly slightly slightly." Song Jiao grimaced at him, turned to find other people to play, and would never set off fireworks with him again.

Song Jiao was afraid of these things at first, and others were releasing them, so he hid far away and watched from behind the pillars in the corridor.

The little yellow dog squatted beside him and scratched his buttocks with his hind legs: "Maomao, do you want to play?"

Song Jiao shook his head resolutely: "It's too scary." He thought for a while: "Grandpa Xie didn't buy me a fairy stick, I want to play with a fairy stick."

"Fairy wands are for fairies, not for you." The system quietly opened the mall while talking.

"I... I remembered wrongly, that one is called a kid's stick, and it's for kids to play with."

"But I didn't find a baby stick in the mall, what should I do?"

The system stretches its claws, enters three characters in the mall interface, and then——

Then he quickly pulled up the interface.

Damn, this is too expensive, this is not a fairy stick, this is the latest launch vehicle, right?

But Song Jiao was still lying behind the pillar, watching others set off fireworks.

Hold back, system, you must hold back, fireworks are not a necessity, it doesn't matter if you let them go...

"Mao Mao." In the end, the system still couldn't defy the true thoughts in its heart, quickly opened the interface, and pressed the purchase button.

The little yellow dog raised its paw, and a small fairy wand appeared on the ground instantly: "Take it and put it."

"Wow, thank you all." Song Jiao picked up the fairy wand in surprise, and ran to his friends, especially Xie Chen, "I want to let this go, let me let this go!"

The other children had never seen fireworks held in their hands like this, so they all leaned over to watch.

Song Jiao held the fairy wand, her small face was illuminated by the light of the fireworks, and her eyes were shining brightly.

Value, the system is lying on the ground, it is too worth it.

The things my cub plays with must not be worse than others!

A group of children played until very late, and after waving goodbye, they went back to their respective homes.

Xie Chen and Song Jiao yawned and wanted to go back to their room.

When the two passed by the door of the dining room, Second Master Xie also came out of it.

Xie Chen stopped in his tracks and called out, "Second Uncle."

Song Jiao also yelled.

Second Master Xie smiled at them: "Playing so late? Hurry up and go back to bed."

"Just going back."

Then Mr. Xie and Song Junshi also came out from inside.

Song Jiao asked suspiciously, "Grandpa, have you been eating for so long?"

Xie Chen glanced at him, he really was a little fool, how could he eat for so long?It must be that the adults said something after eating.

"Yeah, Grandpa Xie has a big appetite. He eats a lot, so he has the strength to carry it." Mr. Xie picked up Song Jiao from the ground, put it on his shoulder, and then looked at Second Master Xie, "Mr. Two, it's getting late, so go back quickly if you're fine."

"Yes."

Second Master Xie bowed and resigned, Mr. Xie carried one on his shoulder and held another in his hand: "Let's go, sleep with Grandpa tonight."

"Great."

Two adults and two children walked on the way back, and the moonlight covered the corridor.

Mr. Xie suddenly said, "Mamao."

"Huh?" Song Jiao was concentrating on pulling out the gray hair of Mr. Xie.

"I have something to tell Grandpa Xie in the future."

"what?"

Mr. Xie deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be angry and said: "How can you not tell Grandpa Xie about your second aunt?"

Song Jiao lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Because Grandpa Xie and Grandpa are too busy. The teacher said that you should tell your parents about the big things you can't solve. It's not a big thing."

"This matter is a big one." Mr. Xie said seriously, "From tomorrow onwards, you have to tell Grandpa Xie how many bowls of rice you eat every day."

"Huh? That's too troublesome, right?"

Xie Chen frowned and said, "Hey, grandpa takes care of a lot."

Master Xie smiled, and patted Xie Chen's forehead again: "You are the same, you think you are very smart, don't you?" He paused, and had to admit: "This method is really good, as expected of me. Xie Taichong's grandson."

He cleared his throat: "In short, if there is something going on in the future, I have to tell my parents. On the second aunt's side, grandpa has already told your second uncle that she will not do this again in the future, so don't take it to heart and give it to her." The second aunt has a chance to correct her mistakes, but she is still a good second aunt."

The two children responded at the same time: "Yes."

Master Xie nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head to look at Grandpa Song, and said obediently: "Military teacher, everything has been dealt with, do you think this is okay? Are you still angry? I really didn't mean it."

Army Master Song ignored him, took Song Jiao over from his shoulder, walked straight into the room, and said calmly, "Here we are."

Xie Chen held his grandfather's hand, and the grandfather and grandson stood in place.

Xie Chen said: "Grandpa, you made Grandpa Mao Mao angry."

"...It's not all your second aunt." Master Xie chased after him, "Military adviser, military adviser, I was wronged, really!"

As soon as he entered, he saw General Wu and Mr. Liu sitting there, and he couldn't help laughing and spouting tea when he heard his two "das".

General Wu wiped the tea with his sleeve: "Xie Taichong, you have today too."

Mr. Liu stroked his palms: "Oh, it's so satisfying, so satisfying."

"Go away." Mr. Xie waved his hand towards them, moved to Junshi Song in small steps, and said softly, "Military?"

"Take the two children to the bath."

"Okay, wrap it on me."

Master Xie took a child in one hand and strode away.

General Wu and Mr. Liu came forward gossipingly: "Old Song, what's going on? Is he in a daze?"

Song Junshi shook his head helplessly: "Something happened, it's not a big deal."

"It's no big deal, can he do this? Hurry up, talk about it carefully, I just like to hear about this old bandit's embarrassment."

One person held the teacup, the other grabbed a handful of melon seeds, both of them had hopeful eyes.

Song Junshi could only briefly explain the matter: "Maomao didn't tell me about this matter, and I haven't paid attention to it recently. I'm really ashamed, and the old master is also a little embarrassed."

"Yes." General Wu patted his thigh, turned his head, and poohed melon seeds into the spittoon, "He should. Say it again, let me have a good time."

Song Junshi smiled: "You like it so much, just wait until something like this happens to your grandson."

"Then he didn't make a grandfather for my grandson? Hurry up, Lao Song, I've prepared all the melon seeds, so I'll say it again."

Song Junshi naturally refused, and only said: "At that time, he was afraid that I would return to the Qing Kingdom, so he recognized Mao Mao as his grandson."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Mr. Xie came from behind him.

"I was wronged." Mr. Xie brought back the two children who had just taken a bath and played in the water, told them to stand where they were, and went to make their beds by themselves, "I really like Mao Mao, that's why I want The one who recognized him as his grandson never thought of getting close at the time."

He raised his chin: "I, Xie Taichong, wants to win over people, so why do I need to recognize my grandson? Is it enough to just recognize you?" He frowned, and added: "I mean, recognize and worship brothers."

General Wu threw him an empty teacup: "What the hell do you want to admit?"

Mr. Xie pretended not to hear, grabbed the two children and wrapped them in bread crumbs—no, they were wrapped in quilts.

"Come on, let's go to sleep, grandpa will sing to you."

Everyone unanimously disgusted: "Xie, don't you think you are disgusting?"

That night, Xie Chen and Song Jiao fell asleep to the death song of Mr. Xie.

feel a little scared.

The winter in the Northwest is very long, and slowly, slowly, spring begins.

Spring is here, and so are the envoys of the Qing Kingdom.

It wasn't Mu Shi, nor Master Liang, it was a new face that he had never seen before.

This time when the envoys came to Liangzhou City, they were respectful and dismounted ten miles away from the city gate, and all of them entered the city on foot.

The envoys brought countless treasures and treasures to the nobles who were about to ascend the throne in Liangzhou City, as well as the imperial decree of the Qing Emperor.

——Hearing that the nobleman in Liangzhou City obeyed the destiny and was about to ascend the throne, Emperor Qing specially entrusted an envoy to present a congratulatory gift to the nobleman to express his congratulations.Due to various misunderstandings earlier, there were some unnecessary misunderstandings in the peace talks between the two parties. The Qing Emperor hereby expressed his deep apology and offered an apology.

The peace talks between the two parties were still going on, and Song's army division declined Qing Guo's suggestion that the hostess go northward, and insisted that Qing Guo bow his head and become a vassal.Of course Qingguo refused, everything else was easy to talk about, they would never submit to the bandits.

The always gentle Song Junshi was obviously angered by Qing Guo's attack on Song Jiao, and he refused to give up an inch in the negotiation field.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, Master Xie gave him strong support.

Of course, he liked it very much that Emperor Qing had adopted him as his son.

All support!

To ascend the throne and establish a country, after the beginning of spring, Master Xie and Song Junshi inspected several cities in the northwest nearby, and after deciding on the location of the capital of the new dynasty, they could start building the imperial city.They can't always live in the defense mansion.

But these things have nothing to do with Song Jiao. He goes to and from school every day, eats and sleeps, and occasionally—well, often, he often quarrels with Xie Chen, and his life is very ordinary.

When he was doing his homework that night, the system suddenly said to him, "Mamao, do you remember what day it is today?"

"Ah?" Song Jiao put down his pen and asked in confusion, "What day is it?"

"In the blink of an eye, it has been a whole year since you came to this world."

"Hmm...don't remember."

"It's spring, the season of recovery." The little yellow dog gave him a wink. "The control center has regulations. When the traverser arrives in the world for the first anniversary, he must report to the control center for the first anniversary. Wait until you finish your homework." , help me make a report, and I will treat you to a Want Want gift bag."

Song Jiao nodded: "Okay."

It was so easy to agree, the system was ecstatic, and then he heard Song Jiao ask again: "Is it the 'report' of being late for class and telling the teacher 'report'?"

"..." The system choked up, "It's not this one. I'll record the video for you and send it back to the control center."

"Video? I see, it's a kindergarten singing performance."

"No, it's just that you sit in your position and tell the people in the control center what you have done this year."

Song Jiao was even more puzzled: "But I didn't do anything."

"I've already written the manuscript for you, you just need to read it." The little yellow dog clinging to his trousers acted coquettishly, "It's related to my performance, please, brother Mao."

"OK then."

Song Jiao took the time to finish all the homework, and then took the little yellow dog out.

Xie Chen, who never concentrated on his homework, raised his head when he heard the sound: "Where are you going?"

"Go out..." Song Jiao thought for a while, "Pee."

Xie Chen is very annoying, if he talks about other things, he will definitely follow!

Xie Chen was speechless: "You have to take the puppy with you when you pee, it is your follower."

"It needs to pee too!"

Song Jiao "hummed" at him, and went out with the puppy.

"Tongtong, should we find a quieter place?"

"Correct."

Song Jiao ran out of the corridor, paused, thought for a while, turned a corner, opened the door and entered a remote room.

"How is it here? It's very quiet here."

The little yellow dog kicked away the dry grass on the ground and looked around.

It's a utility room, full of unused stuff.

"That's fine, I'll change the background for you when the time comes. Maomao, find a place to sit down, and then I'll make you sit on a dragon chair."

"Okay." Song Jiao looked around, then ran into the room, took out a handkerchief, wiped the big dusty box, climbed up and sat down, "Sit down."

"I'll pass the manuscript to you, you read it first, and then we start recording."

"Okay." Song Jiao shook his feet, and began to read the report written to him by the system, "Hi, dear control center, I am number two..."

Song Jiao stretched out his fingers and counted: "Ten hundred thousand, two thousand... ten hundred... three hundred..."

The system couldn't help correcting him: "Mamao, just say 2333."

"Oh, okay, I am a hungry, three-three-three traveler. Next, I will make a brief report on my experience in the past year. During this year, I have successfully met the most prosperous party in the world. Niaoxiong." Song Jiao was puzzled, "Ah? All, who is Niaoxiong?"

"It's Xiongxiong, Xiongxiong, it's you, Grandpa Xie."

"Oh, Xiongxiong, I also managed to get acquainted with the most famous Jiangbei Confucian. Who is the Jiangbei Confucian?"

"Your third grandfather."

"At present, my development prospects are bright..." Song Jiao read the report word by word, "This is the end of my report, thanks to the control center for cultivating me, I will definitely make persistent efforts to complete the task better. Everything, I obviously didn't complete a task."

The little yellow dog waved his paw at him: "There is no problem at all, the last sentence needless to say, we can start recording."

"I have not yet……"

"I've already started recording."

Song Jiao quickly sat down, picking at each other with her two small hands under the sleeves: "Hello, Dear Control Center, I am... I am..."

He suddenly couldn't count his own number.

"I'm Mao Mao!"

system:?

"I...I want to report!"

system:? ?

"I have been here for a year, and I have met many good friends, including Parrot, Zhi Duoxing, Little Tiger, and... and Xie Chen, we play together every day, except Xie Chen, I and him Fighting every day is not because I am bad, but because Xie Chen is bad."

system:? ? ?

Song Jiao gradually relaxed, and started his own unconstrained style: "The baked potatoes here are delicious, even better than the Want Want gift bag."

The crowning glory of baked potatoes.

"I also met a lot of people. Apart from grandpa and grandpa, I like my aunt the most. The second is Grandpa Xie, the third is Teacher Liu, and the fourth..." Song Jiao counted to No.19, counting with his fingers. "No.19 Uncle likes to cook, No.20..."

He thought about it hard, but he didn't think of anyone else, and finally said: "I hate Xie Chen the most."

"I study hard every day. Teacher Liu praises me the most. I eat obediently every day, I am not picky eaters, I sleep obediently, I don't kick the quilt, and I don't make grandpa angry."

The system was about to call to stop, but he suddenly heard Song Jiao say again: "Everyone treats me very well, and often gives me Want Want gift bags, Wangzai milk, chocolate, and ice cream, but I haven't eaten ice cream recently. All will teach me to do my homework, and sing to lull me to sleep."

He tilted his head and thought for a while: "No more, the report is over!"

After the system finished recording, Song Jiao finally came to his senses: "Tongtong, I didn't follow what you wrote. Is this okay?"

"You can't stop yourself from talking and talking."

"Do you want to do it again?"

Before the system could speak, the door of the utility room was pushed open.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Jiao quickly jumped to the ground: "Thank you Chen."

Xie Chen looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing? Are you peeing here?"

"No!" Song Jiao turned his head and pointed at the system, "It's all..."

"Is it peeing here?"

"Mmmmmm." Song Jiao ran out, "I'm going to get the mop."

Xie Chen looked at the little yellow dog with distaste, took a few steps back, and then went out too.

System: I &%￥#@...

The two children came back with a mop that was taller than the two of them combined, and they just mopped the floor of the utility room.

Song Jiao said to Xie Chen: "Don't tell others about this, they will all be unhappy."

Xie Chen nodded: "Okay."

Annual report of the host, related to the overall evaluation of the system.

That night, it was rare for the little yellow dog not to sleep, but stayed up all night to revise Song Jiao's annual report.

He has taken care of several hosts, and he knows which character the control center loves the most, Dragon Aotian and Phoenix Aotian.

Although Maomao is still young, it is possible for him to show a little bit the potential of his little dragon to be proud of the sky. Of course, he may not have it at all, but this is not within the scope of the system's worries, and he can pack it.

In the early morning, the system finally ended its busy night, sent the annual report to the control center, stretched itself, and prepared to follow Song Jiao to school.

In class, when Song Jiao was called up by Mr. Liu to read an article, the system received a message from the control center.

Ding dong - ding dong - ding dong -

One message after another.

He opened the newest one—

Give!Points for you!Buy ice cream for Mao Mao, why not give him ice cream?Why!

The system is shocked, why?Because winter has just passed, why don't you give him ice cream in winter?Do you have any experience raising cubs?