"General, we can't chase anymore. We have been chasing for a day and a night, we are too far away from the camp, and in front of us is Dou Ying's defense area. If I chase it down again, I'm afraid it will ......."

"Alright, let's go back to camp. Even if this kid runs fast, the old man is very curious. His carriage can go so fast, let's go back to camp. ”

Xiang Sanqiu reluctantly turned the horse's head and headed in the direction of the Wu army's camp.

This is a rare good weather in winter, and the clouds and tribals who have been chased by Xiang Sanqiu for a day and a night are drowsy by the sun. Yun Xiao had to order some sentry riders to stay, and everyone else slept in the carriage.

The warm sunlight dispelled some of the cold air, and there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the blue was outrageously blue. Yun Xiao was lying in the rickety cart and taking a nap with Xiaobai in his arms, not only all his unworthy people were napping.

Yun Xiao was very envious of Xiaobai's thick fur, holding such a guy in winter was like hugging a stove. Xiaobai is also sleepy, and it is in line with its natural nature to sleep during the day.

This is Dou Ying's defense area, and there is no need to consider the problem of chasing soldiers. Thousands of cavalry entered their own defense zone. Dou Ying will definitely be nervous to death, maybe at this time he is deploying troops to deal with these cavalry who rushed into his defense area.

In the bumps, Yun Xiao once again returned to his previous life. My father shook his head and urged himself to memorize the ancient text, as if he was listening to a very beautiful piece of music, and every time Yun Xiao memorized a wrong word, it was as if a discordant note appeared. At this time, the father will wake up from his intoxication, and a thick ruler will fall on the palm of his hand.

The loving mother would rush over and snatch the ring ruler from his father's hand, scold the dead old man fiercely, and then drag the teary-eyed Yunxiao to buy popsicles. My father was so angry that his beard was cocked every time, but there was nothing he could do.

I can't forget my father's lonely eyes when I was admitted to the University of Science and Technology. That look is like a melon fruit on your own vine that has been plucked by others. While the mother enjoyed the boasting of her relatives, the father smoked a stuffy cigarette in the courtyard alone.

In the smoke, my father seemed to be much older.

"Bang"

A loud bang woke Yun Xiao from his dream, and he felt as if there was a lot of smoke in the carriage, and a foul smell came to people's noses.

"Xiaobai, you fart again"

Yun Xiao rushed out of the carriage at the speed of a martial arts master, and everyone said that the food was good and the fart stinks. Xiaobai's fart is really stinky, so stinky that it can't stink anymore. It stinks so much that the horses pulling the cart behind them all start to snort and keep leaning to the side, seemingly intending to overtake.

Finally knowing why no one was willing to sleep with Xiaobai in a carriage, Yun Xiao deeply regretted his wrong decision. I retched in the carriage for a while, but nothing came out.

Looking at the goshawk on the horse and nodding straight to him, Yun Xiao felt that it was not a way to go on like this. Although the sun is warm, but after all the winter. It's not good to have a few colds.

"Stop." Set up camp on the side of the road and let's take a break. By the way, I'll find out where we're going."

Yun Xiao woke up the goshawk who had been nodding to him.

"No."

Rubbing the cheeks of the sleeping Fa Mu, Yun Xiao walked up a hillside. In the past two days, he has been either riding a horse or riding a car, and his legs are a little sore, Yun Xiao knows that regular inactivity will lead to varicose veins in the lower limbs, and the disease is very painful, and the father in the dream suffers from this disease, and the pain is often night-to-night.

The tiger that came out of the carriage hurriedly followed, the barren grass on the hillside, and the smoke of cooking in a Zhuangzi in the distance was rising. From time to time, I saw the shepherd's child driving a few lambs in the wild grass to disappear from time to time, a good scene of fireworks in the world.

His own convoy lined up for a long time on the main road, and the men who slept all the way were getting out of the car to release water. The black-robed purple maple burrowed into the grass and disappeared, and there was a woman in the team who did facilitate things from time to time. However, without Zi Feng, there is really no one who can heal.

The captives were still lying in the wagon, and they didn't know how their physical needs would be addressed. Yun Xiao was very worried that his carriage would be polluted.

"Go and tell everyone, there is a Zhuangzi in front of you. Let's go to Zhuangzi to rest and find out what this is. ”

"No"

Canghu ran down the hill in a few steps, and there was a Zhuangzi on the opposite side of the hill of the convoy. Hou Ye had the order to go to Zhuangzi to rest.

From a distance, this Zhuangzi is no different from the ordinary Zhuangzi. The same thatched houses, and the farmers wore the same coarse linen clothes. But Yun Xiao felt that this Zhuangzi was different, and he couldn't remember what the difference was.

Clean, yes, clean.

Looking at the neat road, Yun Xiao suddenly understood where his doubts came from. This Zhuangzi is indescribably clean, and on the main road in the village, there is not a single grain of livestock manure to be seen. And whether it is firewood and grass or grain stacks, they are neatly stacked, and there is no sloppiness of ordinary farmers. Moreover, the villagers in the Zhuangzi were all neatly dressed, and there was no panic when they saw Yunxiao's army, and they did not look like countrymen who had never seen the world.

If it were in other Zhuangzi, I am afraid that the fierce faces of Canghu and Batu would have made children stop crying and the family would be closed. Some information reveals that this is an unusual Zhuangzi. As far as neat Cheng dù is concerned, only the Zhuangzi of the Yun family is barely qualified.

Yun Xiao didn't dare to be careless and made a stop gesture.

"Be on guard, this Zhuangzi is very special."

Batu stared at Zhuangzi not far away, slowly drew his saber, and dozens of Hun men scattered out. Faintly formed an encirclement of Zhuangzi, and the Yun family villagers on the cart also desperately shook the iron-tired crossbow.

The carriage was placed at the entrance of the village, and the Yunjia Zhuanghu was guarding the back of the carriage, nervously watching every move in the village. The Hun men were much more relaxed, they carried their sabers on their shoulders, and from time to time they used a couple of sentences in the Hun dialect.

"Goshawk, you go and ask their owner to come out to see me, be polite."

This kind of work can only be done by goshawks, and if it is a bear it is afraid that it will scare people.

"No"

Hit the horse into the Zhuangzi Goshawk and said to the Zhuang Hu standing at the entrance of the village: "The general Yunhou of the chariot passed by your village and asked the owner of the village to come out and meet him." ”

The farmer patted a child, and the child ran all the way to the village.

After a while, a young man dressed in a coarse cloth shirt and wearing a scarf walked out. I made a bow to Yun Xiao, a standard ninety degrees. If it weren't for his hands forward, Yun Xiao would have thought that he had reached the territory of the devil.

"General, please, the family teacher is too old to go out to greet him, and I ask the general to forgive me." This man didn't speak like a rough farmer at all, but like a Confucian scholar.

"Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name"

"Under the surname Dong Zhongshu."

"You are Dong Zhongshu" Yun Xiao was taken aback, looking up and down at this figure who has influenced China for more than 2,000 years. It was he who laid the foundation for Confucianism's historical position in China, and his ideas are still influencing the lives of Chinese even thousands of years later.

He is in his early twenties, with a slightly dark face, a big mouth, round eyes that seem to have poked two holes in his face, and a medium stature that is very strong. Give him a suit of armor, and say that he was born in the army, and some people believe him. Except for the three strands of long hair, there is nothing that can tell his identity as a Confucian master.

"Does the general recognize Dong?"

Dong Zhongshu looked at Yun Xiao with some doubts in his eyes, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember that he knew such a young general.

"I have heard Mr. Jiu's name like thunder. It's a privilege to see three lives today. Yun Xiao arched his hand on his horse.

This time, Dong Zhongshu was even more confused, it was true that he opened an altar on Zhuangzi to teach apprentices, could it be that his reputation had reached this point? However, Dong Zhongshu's doubts only disappeared in a flash, and he made a gesture of invitation to Yun Xiao.

"Standing here and talking is not hospitality. Yun Hou please, the family teacher is waiting in the house. ”

Yun Xiao waved his hand, and the Zhuang Hu and the Hun men put down their blades. Lined up in a long line and entered the Zhuangzi. It can be seen that this Zhuangzi is not rich, and rows of wooden fences separate each household. The voice of the cardinal could be faintly heard in the clean thatched hut.

From time to time, you can see a person dressed as a farmer holding a roll of bamboo slips and shaking his head there. A few children gathered around and listened with relish, and even the farmers who passed by with farm tools would give each other a salute.

Yun Xiao even had the illusion that he had come to the Peach Blossom Paradise in Tao Yuanming's book.

The owner's home doesn't seem to be much better than the others, the thatched house of the three entrances. The yard was cleaned very neatly, and an old man stood in front of the door with a cane, and when he saw Yun Xiao, he smiled and nodded.

"Old Yan Qing has seen the general."

Yan Qing? I haven't heard of it, but Yan Hui has heard of it, is it a family?

Yun Xiao turned over and dismounted, and bowed to Yan Qingshen.

"I don't know what Yanzi is an old gentleman?"

"Oh, the little general has heard of the ancestor?"

"Yan Zi's studious name is known all over the world as one of the seventy-two sages of Confucius, how dare the kid be disrespectful."

Yan Hui was the one who was ordered by Emperor Gao Liu Bang to be in the same column as Confucius, and the old man was not very surprised that Yun Xiao knew about his ancestor.

"The little general is really knowledgeable, please inside the little general."

One side is a few short, and a pot of tea. Yan Qing and Yun Xiao knelt opposite each other, and Dong Zhongshu knelt on the side to mean a foil.

"I wonder what the major general has to teach here?"

"Without him, it's just a march passing by. I don't know if this is because the Yan family manor has a lot of trouble, and the kid is presumptuous. ”

"General Guan Xiao is also a person who knows etiquette, why do you have a foreign attendant. The little general doesn't know, is it not my race, his heart must be different? ”

Yun Xiao glanced at Dong Zhongshu, no wonder this guy would propose to depose the Confucianism of the hundred schools, it turned out to be such a cautious guy.

"Hasn't Mr. Dong read the saying that there is no class in teaching?"

The third more is presented, in order to thank the friends who rewarded them, today the dragon king vomited blood four watches.

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