Chapter 335: Family Letter

Tang Yi couldn't wait to give Su Shi two more blows, this unlucky kid didn't look like the first romantic character in the ages, he jumped very much, and he was not as stable as his younger brother. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Wang Shao said loudly: "Zihao, do you know when the official family will leave?" ”

Tang Yi said suspiciously: "Why are you asking this?" ”

Wang Shao smiled bitterly, "It was quite fresh when I first came, but after a long time, ......"

"You know, there are too many rules, awkward!"

Tang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said: "Come on, the reconstruction of the imperial city was completed half a month ago, if it weren't for the fact that the two princes were not full-term at that time, they should have gone back a long time ago." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I also hope that Your Majesty will leave early, so many people are about to eat me poor." ”

As soon as he said this, the three of them couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and they were finally leaving.

It seems that these school tyrants are not willing to live under the noses of the emperor and ministers every day.

It's a pity......

Tang Yi sighed secretly, if the official family leaves, your hard days will really come.

Gently patted Su Shi's shoulder, glanced at the two pieces of money in his hand, and said meaningfully: "Hurry up and spend it, or you won't have a chance!" ”

Throwing down this headless sentence, Tang Yi turned around and left, leaving only the three of them with an incomprehensible back.

......

"What does he mean by that?"

Wang Shao shook his head, "I don't know!" ”

Zhang Dian also said: "God is chattering." ”

Su Shi bowed his head and was silent.

No, with his fourteen years of life experience and the knowledge he has spent with Tang Yi for several months, Tang Zihao has never been free to speak!

I couldn't help but look down at the two pieces of money in my hand, secretly lucky.

"Ask you something?"

Zhang Dian raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?" ”

"That ......" Su Zizhan was still a little embarrassed.

"That, go to the bottom of the mountain to eat flowers and wine, is it enough for two hangings?"

Burst!!!

The two of them sprayed directly.

"How old are you, have you grown hair? Do you want to eat flower wine? ”

Su Shi licked his face and smiled, "Is there always a first time!" ”

“......”

Wang Shao was completely speechless.

Zhang Dian seemed to think of something, and was stunned, "Wait! ”

"You only have two pennies?"

"That's right." Su Shi came to the spirit, "Is it enough?" ”

Zhang's mind is not a question of whether it is enough.

"In other words, you don't have a big boy on you?"

"Uh......"

Su Shi said embarrassedly: "You know, my father is usually strict!" ”

When Zhang Dian heard this, he jumped up directly, "Why don't you have any money and come to play chess with us?" ”

"Well, my mother is waiting for me to eat, I'll go first."

Su Shi felt that the situation was wrong, so he turned around and ran.

Zhang Dian and Wang Shao didn't chase him, they looked at each other.

I let a doll be pitted.

......

Let's talk about Cheng Yi later.

How so?

Cheng Ersheng has been dying this month.

When exercising in the morning and sorting out housekeeping, Cheng Er had to scold Tang Yi hundreds of times in his heart in order to get through.

But every time he faced the incomprehension of his classmates and the kind of critical eyes, he could always think of what Tang Yi said in the Houshan charcoal field, and the concept of equal treatment that he revealed from time to time in class.

In the end, Cheng Er came to a conclusion, that is:

The special Tang Zihao is more like a saint than him Cheng Yi, this grandson is too capable of fooling, otherwise how could he fall for his way?

However, having said that, more than a month has not been wasted, and Cheng Yi is indeed changing little by little, as Tang Yi expected.

At first, even with Tang Yi's orders and being fooled by him, Cheng Yi still looked down on these soldiers in his heart.

In his opinion, these rough men who can only carry knives and drink blood, shout and kill are simple and vulgar, and they still make him look down on them more or less.

Cheng Yi is from the perspective of a bystander, an outsider who is high above, and looks at this group of men with a scrutinizing eye.

Cheng Er felt that he was doing his homework, the person who wrote the question was Tang Zihao, and the topic was Understanding the Military Han.

However, this group of so-called fighting men seems to be far more complicated than he imagined.

That one-armed general was simply unscrupulous because he got Tang Zihao's order, and he never gave Cheng Er a good face since he lived in this house, and he was even punished if he was in a hurry.

What a punishment!

When he entered this house, Lao Cao didn't treat him as a Confucian student, and if he didn't do well, he would be punished, not polite at all, what kind of standing posture and push-ups, torturing Cheng Lao Er to death.

And all kinds of almost harsh requirements drove Cheng Er crazy.

Sometimes, Cheng Lao Er felt that Lao Cao was taking revenge, revenge for the humiliation at the gate of the academy that day.

However, one chance night, when Cheng Yi couldn't sleep, he saw the man get up in the middle of the night to help him tuck the quilt that he kicked off; I saw him carry his damp boots to the fire, crouch there, and bake them with his one arm for half an hour.

Cheng Yi looked at Lao Cao silently, and only then did he feel that perhaps, he was wrong.

He began to really want to get to know these people, to get to know them, to get in touch with them.

He found that no matter who these soldiers were, if they missed the meal, they didn't need to mention it at all, and someone would definitely keep the food.

He found that every time the one-armed man changed his clothes, other men must have snatched them and washed them for him.

He found that these people were very fond of writing letters to their families, and every day when they had free time, a group of people gathered around the only two literate men and wrote one after another.

He found that these people really cared for their families, and the official family gave a reward of fifty taels of gold per person in the Dengzhou camp, and they didn't plan to keep it at all, so they all went home with the family letter and let Guanlan's grain ship take it home.

He found out that the men were not vulgar, and they would think about keeping food for their companions; knew that Lao Cao's arm was inconvenient, so he would help him do his laundry; They are not cold, they are even hotter than most literati.

He found that these people were really heroes, and their exploits were engraved on their chests and carried on their backs!

Cheng Yi began to try to contact them, trying to eat meat like them, drink wine in large bowls, and scold his mother loudly; Try to be like them, lying on the bunk at night, talking about hometown, women, and those who don't......

And when he got acquainted, the soldiers no longer regarded him as an outsider, so they asked him to help write a "family letter", and Cheng Yi happily accepted it.

However, when the one-armed old Cao held a crumpled little notebook in front of Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi realized that what they had been writing and sending every day before was not a family letter at all.

There are nearly 500 names recorded in the small book, and 500 names who left their lives in Quang Nam!

It turned out that the nineteen men who survived gathered together the gold rewarded by the official family without leaving any of them, divided them into nearly 500 parts, and then sent them out one by one.

This is also a family letter, and it is the five hundred heroic souls......

A final letter home!

...... (To be continued.) )