I really don't want to be a rebel [infrastructure]

The spring breeze is blowing, and the snow-like pagoda tree flowers are swaying in the wind. If you don't look carefully, it is almost difficult to see that there is a young boy hidden in the lush pagoda tree flowers.

Luo Shixing sat cross-legged on a thick branch, sighing while picking Sophora japonica flowers and eating them.

It has been three months since he wore it, and it has also passed three months without internet or express delivery. In these three months, he has also gone from listening to people like listening to heaven to communicating without barriers. God knows what he has experienced.

Just as he was sighing, he suddenly heard someone say: "Young Lord is back! Hey, Mr. Li is here too, I have seen Mr. Li!"

Luo Shixing was startled when he heard it: It's broken, his father is back.

From ancient times to the present, no matter when a parent probably does not like their children to climb trees.

However, Luo Shixing liked this locust tree in the yard, it was neither high nor low, and he could overlook it when he sat on it... His house was surrounded by a lot, which provided him with great convenience in understanding the surrounding situation.

Today he also sneaked up while his father was out, but he forgot to come down because the locust tree flowers were too sweet.

Hey, it's all because there are not enough supplies in this era, sweets are almost out of reach, after all, they are really expensive.

Luo Shixing wanted to climb down quickly while thinking about this.

As a result, as soon as he got up and supported the tree to stand firm, he heard a gentle voice asking, "Where is the lynx cat?"

Luo Shixing had a bad premonition in his heart, and before he climbed down, he heard the porter sell him: "This...Xiao Langjun is on the tree."

Luo Shixing supported the tree and sighed. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he stretched his neck and poked his head out of a pile of locust tree flowers, and then met the sight of the middle-aged man who was walking quickly.

This person is his current cheap father, known as Luo Yiwen, well, the Yiwen of Yiwen Ling is not a name but an official position.

"Father." Luo Shixing's voice was so sweet that honey could be squeezed out.

When Luo Yiwen looked up, he saw a pair of furry ears protruding from the dense locust tree flowers. He immediately recognized that it was the tiger head hat his son often wore, um, the kind made of real tiger skin.

Then there is a cute little face.

Luo Yiwen was very angry, but he didn't dare to shout, for fear that his voice would startle his youngest son off the tree, what should I do?

He quickly walked under the tree and looked up at his youngest son standing on the tree. He opened his hands and said helplessly, "Come down, Daddy will follow you."

Luo Shixing looked at his current height and thought about it before sliding down a little bit along the tree trunk.

Luo Yiwen looked at him nervously: "Be careful!"

Luo Shixing felt that the height was about the same, turned his head and said, "Father, I'm coming down."

Luo Yiwen stretched out his arms and said warmly, "Father is here, don't be afraid."

Luo Shixing was really not afraid, let alone someone following him at this height, even if no one picked him up to jump off, nothing would happen.

Luo Shixing simply let go and jumped down, Luo Yiwen immediately took two steps forward, and the young boy with the fragrance of Sophora japonica fell into his arms.

Only then did Luo Yiwen heave a sigh of relief, he wanted to educate this brat but it was hindered by the presence of outsiders.

He patted his son's head, turned around and said embarrassedly: "My son is naughty, please wait a long time, Mr. Li."

The man called Li Gong looked at Luo Shixing with a smile and said, "It's okay, this is your youngest son who can memorize the Analects at the age of three?"

Luo Shixing's heart sank, could he recite the Analects of Confucius at the age of three?This is going against the sky!

The most important thing is that Mr. Li won't let him recite it on the spot, right?

Isn't this just about showing off?

He also knows a few famous sentences in the Analects of Confucius, not to mention that the Analects of Confucius seems to be changed in the past dynasties because of loss or other reasons. Even if he can recite it, what if he recites a different version? ?

Fortunately, his father saved him.

Luo Yiwen sighed slightly: "The child had a high fever for five days before, and he finally recovered and remained silent for three months. Now I hope he is stupid."

Most parents in the world believe that children are too smart to live short lives, but some parents don't care and just want to use their children to make money, while some parents wish their children are just ordinary people.

Luo Yiwen was probably the latter, and it was precisely because of this incident that he nicknamed his son lynx cat.

Nowadays, the nobles like to raise lynx catkins, which is the lynx of later generations, and they are not raised for pets, but for hunting.

Luo Yiwen doesn't expect anything else, he just hopes that his son can be as healthy, strong and full of resilience as the lynx cat.

Luo Shixing was a little guilty, and didn't mention the replacement. The reason he made this cheap father worry for three months was purely because he was updating the language system at that time.

No way, any language he can speak is incompatible with this era. He can tell from people's clothing that it is the Tang Dynasty. After all, the clothing characteristics of the Tang Dynasty are still very distinctive.

But other things are not enough, he can't understand what the people here say, fortunately there are servants at home to take care of him, otherwise he can't even tell if he is thirsty or hungry, maybe he will starve to death.

Mr. Li nodded knowingly, and took another look at Luo Shixing, thinking in his heart that it was a pity that he was such a good-looking young gentleman. It would be great if he was a little lady, so he immediately settled down for his son.

Of course, he thought so not only because Luo Shixing was good-looking, but also because Luo Shixing's father was still his capable general.

It can't work now, although he has a daughter, but the child has been ill for so long, and he doesn't know how much of the original intelligence is left, the daughter still has to choose someone who has a future when she gets married.

Luo Shixing didn't know that his current body, which was just eight or nine years old, was already thinking about marriage. He was holding a bunch of Sophora japonica flowers to show cuteness to Luo Yiwen: "Father, here, this is sweet."

Although this person is not his own father in his heart, this person is much better than his own father, that scumbag. He only knew what fatherly love is after time travelling. For this point, it doesn't matter if he calls him father. Anyway, Luo Yiwen was older than him, so it wouldn't hurt him to shout.

Luo Yiwen took it and said angrily: "Next time I want to eat, let Ah Da pick it for you, and you are not allowed to climb trees!"

Luo Shixing nodded vigorously, and Luo Yiwen took Li Gong to the study after finishing his son's education.

Luo Shixing was very winking and planned to run away, but was dragged back by Luo Yiwen: "You also follow me."

This child has been like a monkey since he got well, Luo Yiwen is not at ease if he is not put in front of his eyes!

Luo Shixing shrank his neck and obediently followed to the study room, and sat obediently beside Luo Yiwen.

After Luo Yiwen sat down with Li Gong and waited for the servants to serve the juice, Li Gong took a sip and said: "Now Li Sima and Xue Sima have finished their preparations, and the recruitment is also on the way. I have ordered you to be a secretary." ,Everything is ready."

conscription?

Luo Shixing's ears perked up. Is this going to war?When did he wear the Tang Dynasty? Don't it be the Anshi Rebellion?

However, as far as he knew, during the Anshi Rebellion, most of the fighting was in the north, and the south was relatively better.

And the place where he is now should be relatively south, even if he encounters the Anshi Rebellion, he can breathe a sigh of relief, but... it is better not to, in troubled times, people are like grass, precarious, not to mention that he can survive in troubled times if he travels through time. It was impossible for him to soar upwards. Before he crossed, he was at most an ordinary person with a little talent. It was impossible for him to brave the wind and waves after crossing, punching An Lushan and kicking Shi Siming.

If you really encounter it, there is a high probability that you will run around for your livelihood, and you may not be able to live long.

It was a matter of life, Luo Shixing listened very seriously.

After hearing this, Luo Yiwen sighed slightly: "If it wasn't for the troubles we face today, why would we bother to make such a bad move?"

Are you in trouble today?

Luo Shixing's little brain flicked into action in an instant. In the Tang Dynasty, the emperor died and needed rescue.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the plot of the Anshi Rebellion!

He's just a little bit off.

Li Gong said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about the recorder, I will welcome your Majesty back when Dayi is alive, even if you are shrouded in horse leather, you will die well."

When Luo Shixing saw Li Gong, he immediately became more fond of Li Gong. Loyal ministers and righteous men are always admirable.

Luo Yiwen said with a smile: "I originally thought it would be best if there was no war, but I am stubborn."

Li Gong said: "So it is best to make a quick decision without delaying for too long. This will have the least impact on the people. How are you preparing the letter?"

Luo Yiwen said: "It's finished, why don't Mr. Li help the officials to see if there are any changes."

Li Gong said with a smile: "Your literary talent is far better than mine, so I'll just take a look."

Luo Yiwen turned to Luo Shixing and said, "Go get that blue scroll on the shelf."

Luo Shixing immediately went over to fetch the things, but when he came back, he suddenly said, "Let me read it to Mr. Li."

Li Gong was slightly surprised: "You recognize them all?"

Luo Shixing straightened his chest: "I can read a lot of characters!"

During the Tang Dynasty, the official script was regular script. Since his father wrote the calligraphic script, it was intended to spread the word to the world. Naturally, he had to use the official script. He should have no problem identifying it.

What's more, he doesn't have to cover up the fact that he can recite the Analects at the age of three. It doesn't matter if he is a little smart, he is a child prodigy.

And he wanted to show that he also wanted to increase the weight of their father and son in Li Gong.

Not everyone can be called a prince these days. This Duke Li might have a title, and his surname is Li. Maybe he is a relative of the emperor and has money—how can he recruit soldiers without money?

In case this is a golden thigh, let alone whether to hug it or not, at least make a good impression first.

Li Gong smiled: "Then you come."

Luo Shixing looked at his father. His father looked helpless, but he still indulged his son: "If you mispronounce a word, write it ten times."

Luo Shixing chuckled, his father still loves him, you must know that he was punished for copying fifty or one hundred times in school back then!

Luo Shixing carefully unfolded the scroll, cleared his throat, and read: "Pseudo Linchao Wu's people are not meek, and the land is cold. In the past, he served as Emperor Taizong's descendant, and he used to change clothes to serve him. It's late, and the erotic palace is filthy. Hidden The former emperor's selfishness, the plot of the back room's love..."

Wait, why is this beginning so familiar?

Isn't this "A Call for Martial Arts for Xu Jingye"?

Luo Shixing's smile slowly disappeared: This boss... is not worth it.

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PS: In the Tang Dynasty, the names of fathers were Aye and Brother. In order to adapt to the current context, we changed them to prevent everyone from playing.