"Let's go, you and I are covered in mud and water, go into the city and take a bath... I'm tired of hanging out with these soldiers every day."
Jia Sidao pulled the rope beside the desk, the bell outside the corridor rang twice, and Gui Hepu trotted over and poked his head over.
"Alang."
"Call Mr. Yaozhou and go to Ezhou City to take a bath and have a meal."
"Yes." Gui Hepu glanced at Li Xia and said casually: "Alang really values Li Langjun..."
"Go away." Jia Sidao cursed, "He won't accept your trick."
Gui Hepu smiled brightly, turned around and ran away...
"Let's talk while walking." Jia Sidao tugged on the wet skirt of his robe and walked away.
Li Xia glanced at the piles of official documents in the public room, thinking to himself that there must be a lot of useful information in them, but he could only follow them out.
"The battle report of the battle in Chengdu has arrived in Lin'an. Regardless of the merits and demerits of others, you must have meritoriously, but it is not easy for the court to reward you... You are only seventeen years old and you have no merit."
"After the New Year, I will be eighteen."
"How about eighteen? When I was eighteen, I was still walking around in the streets of Lin'an fighting dogs. I miss you so much." Jia Sidao sighed with emotion and said: "There are several official positions, you choose... Dali's direct affairs, the Privy Council will discuss,
Chongzheng Palace Storytelling..."
"Can I choose?"
Jia Sidao laughed and scolded: "What you said seems like fart. You and I have agreed on how others will choose. We will ask your backer Ding Qingpi to make plans."
Li Xia said: "Zhiyun Lianzhou is not bad either."
"Junlian? That's Jisu Prefecture, right? It's under the jurisdiction of Xuzhou. You don't have enough official positions, or you need to add a judge..."
"Quan Zhiyun is not bad either."
Li Xia now understands that "quan" probably means "quanqi", and "quan knows Junlianzhou" means "temporarily knowing Junlianzhou".
Jia Sidao sneered.
"Go back to the center first and prepare for the imperial examination the following year. Once you get the Jinshi title, you can then seek employment abroad. This is the path to success. Within ten years, you will be where I am now. Do you understand?"
"I still want to stay in Sichuan and Sichuan to fight against Mongolia."
"Don't listen to my advice?" Jia Sidao narrowed his eyes, feeling a little unhappy.
Over there, Liao Yingzhong was already walking from the corridor holding an umbrella.
Li Xia wanted to give Jia Sidao some face, so he responded: "I will use this as a reference for the imperial examination in the following year. There is no need to go back to Lin'an to prepare for the examination."
"You should take the test as you say? You should also do some superficial writing. You are good at poems, classics, meanings, policy discussions...that's all. Since Li Yong is at your place, go and ask him. We will talk about it after passing the understanding test next year."
"yes."
"For the rest, let Ding Qingpi take care of it."
"yes."
"Read more and practice calligraphy more," Jia Sidao said casually.
Over there, Liao Yingzhong was approaching. Jia Sidao pointed at Li Xia and said, "That's the little hozen. Have you seen it?"
Liao Yingzhong smiled and bowed to Li Xia.
"Liao Yingzhong, named Qunyu..."
"Let's go, it's raining heavily, so we don't need to ride a horse, let's talk on foot." Jia Sidao was impatient to greet him, took the umbrella from Liao Yingzhong's hand, and kept walking.
He was obviously covered in mud, but he was holding a small umbrella, and he didn't know what he was covering.
Li Xia came all the way on horseback and crossed the river. Anyway, he was soaked. It made no difference whether he took an umbrella or not.
The group of people took only two guards with them and walked straight out of the military camp without wearing official uniforms.
Now the navy of the Song Army is across the Yangtze River, and they are heading to Ezhou City south of the Yangtze River.
Looking back, you can still see a huge reef more than 200 steps away from the shore, called "Longpanji". The rocks are winding and shaped like a golden dragon.
"Can you see the Fanchuan River hundreds of miles to the west? On the west mountain, there is the Summer Palace of King Wu built on the mountain. It was the place where Sun Quan studied in the summer during the Three Kingdoms period. It should be the Xishan Temple during the Jin Dynasty."
Li Xia turned around and saw the Western Mountain rising from the ground with the Yangtze River, forming a beautiful landscape painting.
“Ezhou is a good place.”
"That's right." Jia Sidao laughed, "Looking from the west mountain to the north, you can see the Red Cliff battlefield on the other side of the Yangtze River. As the saying goes, 'How can a hero really escape the summer heat? Looking at Red Cliff from a distance, it's such a fierce battle!' It's fascinating!"
It was raining heavily and the river was surging behind him. Jia Sidao's voice was loud and high-spirited.
"Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhongmou is nowhere to be found... Xin Qiji's words are wrong. As long as Zhou Gongjin is alive, why worry about not having Sun Zhongmou?!"
Li Xia asked: "Does Mr. Jia want to compare himself to Zhou Gongjin?"
"Zhou Gongjin doesn't have as long a life as I do. But if the Mongolian army dares to cross the Yangtze River, I will teach him how to destroy his ships and oars."
"It's a pity that Sun Zhongmou could not succeed in the Northern Expedition."
"You don't understand... When we enter Ezhou City, I will tell you why we can't go to the north."
Jia Sidao seems to have endless energy.
He had talked with Li Xia about many things today, from the situation in the north to seeking a position, from the officialdom in the southwest to Li Xia's personal future. At this time, he was walking to Ezhou City, his steps were still strong, pointing out the rivers and mountains, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.
Tired look.
In this regard, Jia Sidao is much stronger than Pu Zezhi.
Pu Zezhi commanded an army of 30,000 men and was very hands-on. He was almost exhausted, but Jia Sidao was like strolling in the courtyard, laughing and playing every day, and he could leave military affairs at any time and go free.
Li Xia just took a quick glance and saw that he had nearly a hundred guests and was doing things in an orderly manner...
It was muddy all the way, and when we entered the city, the conditions on several people were even worse.
Jia Sidao was calm, walking slowly with a small umbrella, pointing out the scenery on the street with Li Xia.
"It's raining continuously, and Fancheng is bound to win the battle. However, there are a lot less young ladies on the road. I heard that the young ladies in Chengdu like to carve small drawers in the soles of embroidered shoes and put pollen in them. When walking, they will have a light fragrance.
But really?"
Li Xia said: "Chengdu is just full of bones, not such a grand occasion."
"It's a pity. Lin'an is better."
Li Xia looked around and saw that Ezhou City was still very prosperous. There were many shops on the long street, vendors gathered, and small paper umbrellas bloomed like lotus on the bluestone road.
The ancient capital of King Wu has a pleasant scenery even in the cold rain of November. All the way to the south, across the South Lake, you can still see the distant Lotus Mountain standing in the mist.
Qingfu County and the cities in the north are far less prosperous.
Because Qingfu is a small county in the southwest border, there is not much to say; Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou managed it in an orderly manner, but compared to Ezhou City, Kaifeng, and Bozhou can only be described as "people's livelihood is in decline".
Even so, Jia Sidao still misses the prosperity of Lin'an.
"Jia Xianggong just said that he was entering the city. Why can't he go to the north?"
"We'll talk to you later. Look at that little lady. She has a graceful figure."
Jia Sidao was not wearing an official robe and did not look like an important member of the court at all. He pulled Li Xia and said with a smile: "You are such a beautiful woman, why don't you..."
"That bird! Who are you referring to?!" Suddenly a shout came from across the street.
Five or six young men were standing outside a rouge shop. They rushed towards Jia Sidao, pointing and cursing.
Where Li Xia looked, he saw a young man with the words "Zhongyi Society" embroidered on his lapel.
He scanned again and soon discovered that these young men were from the martial arts training camp, and their martial arts skills may not be very high, but they were probably similar to those of the Yinglue Society.
In the Song Dynasty, there were many people who fought with fists and sticks. They used to clamor to recover Yanyun, and later they clamored to recover the rivers and mountains in the north. Even though the court no longer wanted to do this, the voices of the people continued unabated.
People in the Song Dynasty also liked to form societies, such as "Qiyun Society" for playing ball, "Yiyun Society" for singing, and "Jiaodisha" for sumo wrestling. Even those who only like tattoos can also form a "Jinti Society"...
…
In short, there are many messy societies among the people.
Li Xia didn't want to provoke these people. Whether they were loyal or not was a matter of loyalty. At first glance, these young men looked like the kind of idle rich kids who usually had nothing to do but danced with guns and sticks and called themselves heroes.
He had heard a saying before, "Black bosses are also afraid of young people", which meant that there was no need to be familiar with such a young man who was neither serious nor serious.
Unexpectedly, Jia Sidao, the Prime Minister of the country, insisted on scolding the other party.
"What's wrong with her? Does she need you little beasts?"
"How dare you respond, you old bastard? I'm going to poke you, you naked old man!"
"You little rogue, have you gone with the smell of milk in your mouth? I think it's ridiculous just to see the lanugo on your head. How dare you act in front of me?!"
Jia Sidao's ability to curse was not weak. He strode forward, pointed at these young men and cursed loudly.
There was still a hint of excitement.
"What do you want?!"
"Just keep making noises, I'm not as excited as your mother! Let's fight!"
"This old lame third wife is a fool! Call him a fool!"
"..."
"Done!"
"Poke him! He did it..."
"Bang!" With a loud noise, a young man rushed forward and punched Jia Sidao, and then two guards rushed up and beat the young men.
"Don't reveal your identity, don't call anyone! Beat these grandsons!" Jia Sidao shouted, threw away the small umbrella in his hand, and pounced on them first.
…
Li Xia took a step back and stood under the eaves watching this scene. He really didn't understand what Jia Sidao was doing.
After all, he is also an important minister of the country. Fighting with a few big-ass brats, no matter how frivolous he is, is a bit too much.
A closer look revealed that Liao Yingzhong was also enjoying herself in the crowd.
Gui Hepu looked helpless, but had no intention of revealing his identity.
The next moment, shouting came from the corner of the alley, and a group of teenagers rushed up with sticks.
"Where did the bird-bearing hozen come from? It bullied our Zhongyi Society. Brothers, beat them to death!"
"Beat them..."
When I looked again, there were actually twenty or thirty people...
Li Xia had no choice but to rush in and drag Jia Sidao away.
But then the stick was swung in front of him.
…
"Who the hell dares to sue the official? What a son of a bitch!" Jia Sidao was beaten a few more times, and finally pulled Li Xia and ran away, but did not forget to turn around and curse, "You are a bunch of cowards who have called many people to come to you."
Mom, go and suck milk!"
"You're still calling me an old pot lid! If you have the guts, don't run away with your butthole!"
"Anyone who dares to sue the government will give birth to a son without an asshole..."
"I'm suing the official? I'm your ancestor! I'm looking down on you? I'm so naked..."
The curses behind him gradually faded away.
Jia Sidao was out of breath running, but he laughed.
"Li Feiyu...I tell you...I'm old, I'm old...No one could beat me in Lin'an City back then..."
"I think you are aging too slowly."
Jia Sidao looked back, still laughing, as if he could see his own shadow in those young men.
"Ha...I still remember those days when we had eagles and dogs, bright clothes and angry horses..."
Gui Hepu, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, followed behind, his face full of grievances and his belly full of accusations.
"How can there be such a thing as a beautiful dress and an angry horse? You were only eleven years old when my grandfather left, and your wife was very strict in your discipline... You must have just imagined it..."