The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

In the middle of the night, Song Jiao finished washing, wearing a snow-white coat, holding a small wooden basin, kicking and dragging small wooden clogs, and walked back to the room.

"I'm back." He opened the door and looked around, "Hey, Zhi Duoxing, where are the others?"

Wen Zhi also only wore his middle clothes, sat on the bed, spread out the clothes he had taken off, and folded them neatly.

He replied: "Your room is too small, your grandfather took them to sleep in the next room."

Mu Ying also wanted to fold the clothes like him, but failed many times, so he just rolled up the clothes and formed them into a ball.

"Mamao, we'll sleep with you, come here quickly."

"Okay." Song Jiao put down the wooden basin, took out the system that was also cleaned, walked to them, sat down by the bed, picked up the towel hanging on the side to wipe his feet, "I To sleep in the middle..."

Before he finished speaking, the bed curtain shook a bit, a person suddenly lifted the curtain, rushed forward, and pressed Song Jiao on the bed.

"Oh! The big bad wolf is coming!"

Song Jiao quickly covered her eyes with both hands: "Ah!"

Xie Chen laughed and pinched his face twice: "I'm a big bad wolf, you're a little fool."

Song Jiao came to his senses, spread his fingers, saw that it was Xie Chen, and immediately turned into a big bad wolf: "Aw! Aww!"

The roles were reversed, Xie Chen was chased by the big bad wolf Song Jiao and his hound system, and the big bad wolf Song Jiao took the towel that he wiped his feet and swung it to beat Xie Chen.

Wen Zhi sat on the bed, looking at the clothes he put on the bed, which was one step away from being folded, but was messed up by these two people.

So angry.

Muying didn't know anything, and was heartless, watching them chasing back and forth, she just thought it was fun.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Grandpa Song's gentle voice came: "Maomao, it's time to sleep."

Song Jiao stopped quickly, hid the towel behind her back, and said, "I see, I'll go to bed right away."

"Can you make your own bed? Do you want grandpa to help?"

Song Jiao turned her head and glanced at the bed: "No need, Zhi Duoxing can make the bed."

Grandpa Song laughed: "How can you ask a guest to make your bed for you?"

Song Jiao thought for a while: "Then...then I'll let Zhi Duoxing teach me."

Wen Zhi also responded: "Don't worry, Grandpa Mao Mao, I will teach him."

Song Jiao nodded: "Yeah, grandpa, go back to sleep, we are going to bed too."

"Okay, sweet dreams, kids."

The children responded in unison: "Good night, Grandpa Mao Mao."

Grandpa Song's figure disappeared from the window paper on the door, and the children, who were so quiet as if they had pressed the pause button, "came back to life" after the sound of Grandpa Song's leaving footsteps completely disappeared.

Song Jiao led the system, chasing and killing Xie Chen with a towel; Wen Zhi carefully made the bed, tidying every corner and corner.

Mu Ying watched happily.

Until Wen Zhi made the bed: "Don't keep running, it stinks from sweating."

Song Jiao stopped, raised his arms, and sniffed vigorously: "I don't stink at all, Xie Chen is the one who stinks."

Xie Chen also smelled himself: "I don't smell bad either."

The two grabbed each other's hand, sniffed it, and then vomited together in a very exaggerated but tacit understanding.

"You stink."

"You stink."

Wen Zhi said lightly: "If they all stink, then you can sleep next to each other."

He made the bed and pulled the quilt: "Brother Parrot, let's go to bed first."

"Oh, good."

Song Jiao and Xie Chen looked at each other, then reached out their hands to hit each other in disgust, clapped their hands together, and gave a high five.

"Hmph." Song Jiao picked up the little yellow dog, turned around and left.

The bed in Song Jiao's room was not big, and it could accommodate four children sleeping sideways. Grandpa Song gave them two small quilts, and the two of them slept in one bed.

When Wen Zhi made the bed just now, he had already made it for them.

"Thank you Zhi Duoxing." Song Jiao wiped the feet of himself and the little yellow dog, and then lay down in the bed.

Just as Xie Chen was about to go to bed, Song Jiao looked up at him: "You go blow the lamp."

"why me?"

"Because you're the only one on the ground."

Wen Zhiping lay on the bed, eyes closed: "That's right."

The silly Muying echoed: "That's right."

Song Jiao pushed Xie Chen: "Hurry up, we are going to sleep."

Xie Chen thought about it, then turned around and went to blow the lamp.

When the candle was blown out, the room was plunged into darkness. Song Jiao was lying on the bed when someone flicked his forehead suddenly.

"Oh, who moved me?" Song Jiao sat up, "Xie Chen, is that you?"

"It's not me, I was just blowing out the candles." Xie Chen climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down beside him.

"It's you." Song Jiao also flicked his forehead, "It's you."

"I told you it's not me anymore." Xie Chen wanted to bounce back, but was blocked by Song Jiao, and the two were at a stalemate.

"It's you!"

"It's me." Wen Zhi folded his hands and turned over, "Who made you mess up the clothes I just folded."

Song Jiao and Xie Chen also had a tacit understanding in the dark, reaching out their hands at the same time to flick his forehead, but Wen Zhi was prepared and hid under the blanket.

After a while of fussing, they finally calmed down.

Four children were lying on the bed talking.

Song Jiao said, "I can't sleep."

Mu Ying echoed: "I can't sleep either."

"Then let me tell you a story about 'the head hangs from the beam, the cone stabs the buttocks'." Wen knew, "Once upon a time there were two people who studied very hard..."

The three of them said in unison: "Zhi Duoxing, don't tell me! Don't tell me about studying!"

Wen Zhi paused: "Then you guys talk."

The three of them thought for a while, and finally thanked Shen: "Let me tell you a story about a big bad wolf. A long time ago, there were four children sleeping in the room. Suddenly, a big bad wolf broke in. The big bad wolf said: 'I'm going to eat a child.'”

The other three children hid under the quilt, shivering: "And then?"

"The wolf said: 'I'll eat the ugliest, meanest, stupidest little fool!'"

Wen Zhi held back his fear: "I'm not a fool."

Mu Ying continued to echo: "Me neither."

Song Jiao felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it out, and the feeling of fear quickly gained the upper hand: "It's not me either."

Xie Chen cleared his throat and continued: "The big bad wolf said: 'My nose is very sensitive, I want to smell it, who is the little idiot I want to eat.' So the big bad wolf started from the left and smelled it one by one. .”

Muying, who was sleeping on the leftmost side, trembled even more, as if there really was a wild wolf beside him, and it approached him with its nose, smelling him.

Xie Chen paused for a while: "The first child tasted like potatoes, and the big bad wolf didn't like it, so the big bad wolf walked up to the second child."

Wen Zhi grabbed the quilt and swallowed: "It's not scary at all."

Xie Chen paused for a while: "The second child tastes like books. The big bad wolf hates reading books, so he doesn't eat him. Now it's the third child's turn."

The third child, Song Jiao, was trembling with the little yellow dog in his arms: "Hey, I'm a good boy."

"The big bad wolf sniffed the third child hard." Xie Chen hugged Song Jiao, put his face next to Song Jiao's face, and inhaled hard, "Well, this child tastes like rabbit, and I like rabbit the most. Children of taste!"

"Ah?" Song Jiao was terrified, "The big bad wolf doesn't want to eat me!"

Xie Chen hugged him vigorously: "I want to eat, I want to eat."

Wen Zhi realized that this story was made up by Xie Chen. He likes to tease Song Jiao the most.

Wen knew: "It's really boring."

Muying wondered: "Brother Shen, what does the fourth child smell like?"

"The fourth child smells like a big bad wolf! Aww!" Xie Chen bit Song Jiao's face, sucking.

Song Jiao struggled and was made to cry by him, Xie Chen hurried to coax him: "Maomao, don't cry, there is no big bad wolf, and the big bad wolf won't eat you anymore."

He put his hand next to Song Jiao's mouth: "You bite me, you bite the big bad wolf."

Song Jiao gritted his teeth on his arm: "Aww! I'm amazing!"

"Wow, the big bad wolf has been bitten by you."

The precocious child Wen Zhi was very speechless: "Boring."

The children couldn't calm down, and made a fuss for most of the night. In the second half of the night, Grandpa Song came to see it again, urging them to go to bed quickly, and they settled down.

The last few people fell asleep to the sound of Wen Zhi reciting the text.

"Zhi Duoxing memorizes the text, just like Teacher Liu."

"I'm so sleepy. Every time Teacher Liu talks, I really want to sleep."

"Me too."

Wen Zhi thumped the bed: "You don't understand, that's how you memorize texts, suppress, raise, pause, and frustrate!"

Early the next morning, Grandpa Song came to wake them up.

Of the four children, only Wen Zhigui was lying flat on the bed in an orderly manner, but Muying's hands and feet were still pressing on him, and his face was blushing.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen, stacked on top of each other, slept on their backs, feeling as if thirty children had fought here.

Grandpa Song really wanted to ask them if they slept without making their beds.

They went to bed too late at night, Grandpa Song couldn't cry out, so he could only hug them up one by one, and changed to a clean place to sleep.

Then--

Grandpa Song looked at the messy bed in a second and understood.

It turned out that they really made their beds last night before sleeping.

It wasn't until noon that Wen Zhi woke up rubbing his eyes and woke up the other three companions.

"Hurry up, it's too late."

The four of them dressed up, washed up, and went out to have breakfast together.

Grandpa Song said helplessly: "Are you still eating breakfast? Let's pack up and have lunch. Brother Liu has already memorized two articles."

Song Jiao asked, "Grandpa, what about my other friends?"

"While you fell asleep, they finished their breakfast and went home." Grandpa Song feigned anger, and patted his buttocks, "They are well-behaved, they went to bed early last night, how are they like you? There were fights at night, and the roof was overturned."

Song Jiao pinched the corner of her clothes in embarrassment, and pulled her friends to sit down on the small bench: "We can eat later."

He put his hands on the table and sat upright, as if he was in class.

The three friends imitated his appearance and sat in a row, also very serious.

In this way, Grandpa Mao Mao will not be angry.

Grandpa Song couldn't help laughing.

Then Mr. Liu also brought Liu Yi over.Of course, Mr. Liu didn't like living in the garrison mansion, so when Army Master Song warmly invited him to live with him, he stayed.

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "Hey, it's time for class."

Grandpa Song got up: "Okay, let's serve dinner, I'll serve the food."

"I'll go too." Mr. Liu asked Liu Yi to sit down with the children, and then went to help Army Master Song serve dishes.

Liu Yi sat down in his seat, looked at them, and couldn't help laughing: "Maomao, what are you doing?"

"You've made grandpa angry, be good." Song Jiao reached out to pat him, "Brother, hurry up and do the same."

"Oh, good." Liu Yi paused and sat down.

Wen Zhi turned his head: "Brother Liu Yi, can you really memorize two articles in one morning?"

Liu Yi nodded: "En."

"Wow, you can teach me..."

The friends covered their ears at the same time and interrupted him: "Help, Zhi Duoxing, don't talk about studying at this time, it makes us not want to eat anymore!"

Mu Ying stood up: "Zhi Duoxing, I'll change places with you, you and brother Liu Yi said in a low voice, don't let us hear."

After lunch, Song Junshi and Mr. Liu were drinking tea and talking in the living room, and a few children were playing in the yard——

Well, except for Liu Yi and Wen Zhi, Liu Yi reads under the tree, Wen Zhi reads with him, and asks him when he doesn't understand, and the two of them are still exchanging learning experiences from time to time.

Song Jiao, Xie Chen, and Mu Ying were all going to be driven crazy.

They were on the other side of the yard, far away from them, squatting on the ground to play with piles of stones, to see who piled them higher.

In order not to hear the learning exchange over there, they also sang loudly together.

"Under the bridge in front of the gate, a flock of ducks swam..."

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and just as Grandpa Song was about to get up, Song Jiao passed by first.

"Grandpa, let me open the door!"

He went over with his friends and tiptoed to open the door.

There was a group of bandits outside the door, Mr. Xie was not at home, and he didn't know the others.

Song Jiao looked carefully, and he recognized a few of them.

Wang Kuang, the leader of the Earthworm Gang, and a few children who fought with him before and called him a "little spy", they are all there.

Song Jiao's face darkened, and before he could speak, Xie Chen opened his mouth first: "What are you doing here?"

The man with his hand on Wang Kuang's shoulder said, "Young Master, we are here to apologize to Army Master Song and Young Master Song, please pass it on to us."

Wen Zhi reminded Song Jiao in a low voice: "This is Wang Kuang's grandfather, the second in charge."

Song Jiao looked at them, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

He was still very angry, rolled his eyes, and finally said to them: "My grandpa is going to take a nap, you can come back tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, he closed the door, keeping all the bandits out.

Someone outside the door shouted an order: "Listen to my order, three two one, kneel."

There was only a "bang", and even the ground shook.

Song Jiao let out a "hum", turned around and ran back to the hall, and said loudly, "Grandpa, there is no one outside!"

Where does Grandpa Song not know who is outside?He smiled, and when he was about to speak, Song Jiao hugged his arm.

Song Jiao raised his head and gave a fake yawn clumsily, with water in his eyes: "Grandpa, I'm so sleepy, I want to take a nap, you take a nap with me."

Grandpa Song swallowed back what he was going to say, and picked him up: "Good, good, take a nap in the afternoon."

It doesn't matter if the bandits outside hang out for a while.

Song Jiao and his friends waved: "I'm going to take a nap first, do you want to come together?"

Xie Chen frowned: "You obviously just woke up."

Song Jiao raised his chin: "I don't care, I'm going to take a nap anyway."

Xie Chen thought for a while, but followed him: "I also want to take a nap."

It was very hot in the northwest during the day, and a mat was spread on the ground. Grandpa Song made a pillow for Song Jiao with his hand, and Xie Chen was also lying on the side.

Song Jiao leaned against his grandfather, and restlessly tugged at his beard with his small hands. Seeing that his grandfather hadn't closed his eyes, he said sternly, "Grandpa, you are not good, go to sleep."

"Okay." Grandpa Song closed his eyes.

Song Jiao asked again: "Grandpa will sleep until dawn tomorrow."

"Yeah." Grandpa Song suppressed a smile, "Why?"

"Anyway."

"You don't want Grandpa going out to meet people, do you? Why don't you want Grandpa to go out and meet them?"

"Because..." Song Jiao paused, "Because, I like to take a nap with Grandpa, if I go back to Grandpa Xie, Grandpa will have a lot of things and has been very busy, so he won't have time to take a nap with me .”

Grandpa Song opened his mouth, and finally rubbed his head, messing up his hair: "Okay, go to sleep, little debt collector."

Song Jiao retorted dissatisfied: "Maomao is not a little debt collector."

"what is that?"

"Mamao...that's Maomao."

Grandpa Song closed his eyes, but Song Jiao and Xie Chen who had just woken up couldn't fall asleep at all.

Grandpa Song could still hear them talking quietly.

Song Jiao said: "Look, my grandfather also has a beard, and I help my grandfather comb his beard every day."

Xie Chen said: "Your grandfather's beard is too short, and it disappears after combing it. My grandfather's beard is called thick, and I can't even comb it clearly. After combing, it will be knotted again."

"Beards...why do you need so many beards? Do you want to grow so many beards like your grandpa? When you eat like that, a lot of rice grains will stick to it."

"My grandpa also had a blond beard, shiny and curly."

"My grandpa has them too, he has white ones."

On the topic of beards, they could discuss for three days and three nights.If Grandpa Song couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Song Jiao said seriously: "Grandpa, you are going to take a nap." He patted his grandpa on the chest and read the text to him: "Every time the third grandpa reads the text, I feel sleepy, so I read the text to grandpa."

Grandpa Song lay in agony, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.If she laughed, Song Jiao would be angry.

After lying like this for a quarter of an hour, he couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed out loud again.

"grandfather!"

"Grandpa woke up, woke up." Grandpa Song sat up and wiped his face, "They have been waiting outside for a long time, Grandpa should go out and meet them."

"No, grandpa promised me to take a nap."

"Grandpa has already taken a nap."

Song Jiao folded his hands, turned his face away, pouted his lips unhappily, and wrote "Grandpa's villain" all over his face.

Grandpa Song picked him up: "The sun is so strong outside, they will stand outside all the time, they will suffer from heat stroke. Have you ever had heat stroke?"

Song Jiao thought for a while and stood up from his grandfather's arms: "Then Xie Chen and I will go to the backyard to play."

If grandpa wants to see them, he will go to see them. He doesn't want to see those people.

Song Jiao called his friends to play in the backyard, and Song Junshi went to open the door for the bandits.

Song Jiao stood in the corridor, glanced at it from a distance, and then ran away.

He was sullen, and continued to play with his friends to pile up stones.

But not long after, Mr. Liu came to look for him.

"Mamao, the kid who bullied you before said he wanted to apologize to you, do you want to go out and have a look?"

Song Jiao lowered his head and fiddled with the stones, and said in a low voice, "I don't want it."

Mr. Liu didn't make things difficult for him, he just said: "Alright then, the third grandpa will go and tell them."

Xie Chen tugged on Song Jiao's sleeve: "Get out, or the Earthworm Gang will think we are afraid of them."

Song Jiao raised his head: "But..."

Xie Chen clung to his ear and said a word.Song Jiao's eyes lit up, he stood up, patted his clothes: "Third Grandpa, I want to go out."

In the hall, Song Junshi and Wang Erdang sat side by side, and the bandits in the hall lowered their heads, as if admitting their mistakes.

"I'm really sorry for Song Junshi, it's because we are not strict in discipline..."

At this time, Mr. Liu came over from the corridor: "Maomao is here."

Song Jiao walked in the front, and his friends followed behind him like his bodyguards.

Song Jiao clasped her hands, with a stern face, walked among them, walked up to Grandpa, and called out: "Grandpa."

"Yeah." Grandpa Song carried him over and sat with him.

Xie Chen also led someone to stand behind him, with extraordinary momentum.

Wang Erdang smiled, and said a lot to Song Jiao, it was nothing more than children playing around, I'm really sorry, please don't take it to heart.

Then Wang Kuang and others also stepped forward and reluctantly said "I'm sorry".

Song Jiao kept a straight face from the beginning to the end and did not speak.

Wang Kuang said: "Grandpa, I already said 'I'm sorry'."

Wang Erdang smoothed things over again: "Maomao, just for grandpa's sake, forgive him once, okay?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward to pull Song Jiao's hand, but Song Jiao took it back: "I heard his apology, but I will not forgive him. Because he is not sincere at all, and what he said has already It won't come back. I won't fight him again, but I won't forgive him either."

The friends behind him also said in unison: "So do we, we won't fight with them anymore, but we won't forgive him."

After Song Jiao finished speaking, she slid off the chair and left with her friends aggressively.

Song Junshi smiled and didn't say much, but helped him explain to others.

"His temper is like this, follow me, just laugh."

Song Jiao walked in the corridor with arms folded, thinking of what Xie Chen had just said to him.

Even if the other party apologizes, you can choose not to accept the apology.

Xie Chen was right, he would never accept their apology.

Song Jiao turned her head, and just as she was about to thank Xie Chen, Xie Chen flicked his forehead.

"You're a little fool."

Song Jiao paused, he should never have the thought of "Xie Chen is very good to me".

Xie Shen is really annoying.

This matter passed like this, Song Junshi restarted, and started to deal with official duties. A group of bandits celebrated happily for several days with gongs and drums.

Since Song Jiao said that they would never forgive the Earthworm Gang, they had no choice but to walk around Song Jiao and never had any conflicts with them.

Several months passed like this, and when winter came, the peace talks with the Qing Kingdom were finally finalized.

Xie Laodang and Song Junshi finalized the name of the country as Qi, and Qing Guo enshrined Qi as the master, father, and clan.

The state of Qi selected the capital and began to build the palace.

King Qing personally came to congratulate him, and he also brought his favorite Seventh Prince.

At night, by the fire, Mr. Xie held Xie Chen in his arms, while looking through the documents: "Didn't you tell Qing Guo not to exchange protons, don't you want to exchange protons? He brought another child here, what exactly does he mean?"

Song Junshi hugged Song Jiao: "He is like this, he thinks he is smart, let's talk about it when the time comes."

"Really, who set the rules for protons? Emperor Qing has so many children, so he would take any one out as a proton. Of course he doesn't feel bad. I only have one grandson, that's impossible. If he dares to mention it, I will hack him to death." .”

Song Junshi couldn't laugh or cry: "Let's talk about it."

Song Jiao was lying in his grandfather's arms, sleeping drowsily: "Grandpa, what nephew?"

"No, the Seventh Prince of Qing Kingdom is coming, does Mao Mao recognize him?"

"Ah?" Song Jiao showed panic, "Don't want him to come, don't want him to come."

Master Xie leaned over: "What's wrong with Maomao?"

Song Jiao rubbed his eyes: "The Seventh Prince will bully others, so don't let him come."

Master Xie hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't let him come, drive him back."

Xie Chen was also sleepy, and reached out to hold his hand: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Song Jiao pursed her lips: "Xie Chen, it's winter now, and the cow dung is frozen."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Xie Chen opened his eyes wide: Why does he remember this kind of thing even when he sleeps!