At the north gate, Tao Weiran leads his horse and walks in the snow.
The city gate had already closed halfway, and there were still dozens of people lining up to leave the city. Tao Weiran, who was wearing casual clothes, hurried over.
When the gatekeepers and city gatekeepers saw Tao Weiran holding a horse, but wearing ordinary clothes, and walking through the main gate, they came over to greet him.
"What are you going out for?"
Tao Weiran raised his head in a daze, looked at the city gate man, and said absently: "Go back to the county, I am the eighth-grade county magistrate."
"If we can't get out, the people may not have time to get out of the city."
"I want to return to the county and have official business to attend to."
The city gatekeeper glanced at the horse behind Tao Weiran: "There are so many county magistrates coming and going in and out of the capital every day. Now that they are here, please leave the city again tomorrow."
"Can you please be accommodating?"
The city gate man smiled slightly and made an incomprehensible gesture.
Tao Weiran understood instantly, turned around, and took out a banknote from the package hanging under the horse's belly.
The city gate man turned his head and looked over, and suddenly saw a waist badge, and his expression changed drastically: "Are you the master of Qianqi Camp?"
Tao Weiran knew that the city gatekeeper had seen the waistband in the bag and didn't care. He just handed over the banknote.
This waist badge was given to him by Jiang Yuesheng before. He was worried that something might happen to him and he would be unable to enter and exit the city gate, so Tao Weiran never used it.
The city gatekeeper was startled and saluted repeatedly: "Sir, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were from the Qianqi Camp? The side door is closed. Please go through the main door."
Before Tao Weiran could speak, the city gatekeeper shouted to the people queuing up: "Folks, please stay out of the way, the adults from Qianqi Camp are leaving the city."
Tao Weiran's expression changed slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't want to provoke scolding, I am not a thousand..."
Before he finished speaking, the people all got out of the way without scolding or shouting. They were cheerful. When they saw Tao Weiran leading the horse, many people bent down to pick up the gravel and some debris on the ground, fearing that they would be damaged. Horse's hoof.
Tao Weiran looked at the people who were respectfully moving aside, looking a little confused.
Walking among the common people, those common people were bold enough to ask questions.
"Sir, when you go out of the city at night, are you going to catch the bad guys again..."
"It's New Year's Day soon, and you still have to go on errands..."
"Sir, have you brought dry food? If you don't mind, I will bring you some naan bread to eat on the way..."
Tao Weiran numbly cupped his hands to express his gratitude, and quickly led the horse out of the city.
Arriving outside the city and getting on his horse, Tao Weiran suddenly recalled what Chu Qing had just asked him, asking him if he had any dreams.
Do you have a dream?
This sentence lingered in Tao Weiran's mind.
In fact, outsiders have no idea that Tao Weiran has been a poor person from the day he was born. He is destined to lose the most important thing in his life - his dream.
The Tao family's money can't be spent all, and the more they spend, the more they spend.
The Tao family is too lazy to farm the land. His parents don't think it's troublesome to hire people, so they just do whatever they want.
Officials of Shang Yundao must bend down and salute when they see his father, mother and sister, even if they are magistrates of the state.
He wanted to learn to ride a horse, but his father cleared the countryside and rode around the city casually, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and the horses he rode were not of the same type.
He didn't want to learn to ride a horse anymore. He wanted to see the outside world, so his father spent a lot of money to build a huge sea ship.
Even reading is useless!
His damn talent, damn photographic memory, and damn ability to comprehend things made him depressed all the time.
I read the Four Books and Five Classics in a few months and memorized them like a stream.
He left the wings of his parents and the protection of the Tao family, and resolutely came to Beijing to take part in the imperial examination, because he really had nothing to do.
But fate has played a trick on him, and his parents have already taken care of it. From the moment he stepped into the Imperial Examination Hall, his ranking was determined, third place, third overall!
But this is also where Tao Weiran despairs.
After the scientific examination, the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette who had been punished were confused. The third person who had the test paper changed, that is, the substitute test, became the first place and the number one scholar, because he took Tao Weiran's test paper!
In the windy and snowy sky, Tao Weiran looked at his fat belly, took a deep breath, clamped his horse's belly, and ran towards Xiao County.
The border was not suitable for him, so Tao Weiran accepted his fate. After the New Year, he returned to Shangyundao and accepted the path arranged by his eldest sister for him. In a few years, he would become the youngest magistrate of Shangyundao.
Facing the wind and snow, Tao Weiran prayed in his heart, praying that the commander-in-chief of Qianqiying would be healthy at the border.
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At this time, in the Qianqiying Yamen Office, Chu Qing looked at the noisy Fu family and his son, and smiled bitterly.
Brothers Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao were kneeling on the ground with bruises and swollen faces. They were angry but dared not speak.
Fu Youcai looked at Chu Qing with great solemnity, rubbing his butts with each of them.
"Sir, I, the Fu family, cannot get this honor and military position in vain. Let the two of them go and follow you to the border."
"Uncle Fu, please don't make trouble, you only have two sons..."
"If you don't agree, then let these two idiots kneel down!"
"No." Chu Qing shook his head and said, "Why should I go with these two gadgets? There is no need for them..."
Fu Youcai, who was sticking his butt out, turned around and shouted: "Dad, you can't be so cruel. That prison over there is no place for human beings."
Fu Yongkang echoed: "My mother has already said that if you dare to send us to the border, she will make peace with you!"
The old man sneered: "Let's make peace with each other. What can we do? I wrote the letter of reconciliation last night. I'm afraid she won't succeed."
Fu Yongkang was frightened when he heard that the contract was written and he was ready to divorce: "Dad, don't be joking. If you want to divorce, you have to think about us two brothers. You have to consider our feelings.
We are your biological flesh and blood."
"My own flesh and blood..." Fu Youcai shouted angrily, "Why do you think I dare to divorce you?"
Fu San, who was standing behind Chu Qing, showed a wise look in his eyes.
This sentence contains a lot of information.
Chu Qing was angry and funny.
What he wants is talents, not consumables. Why go to the border with these two gadgets to open a special education college?
"Uncle Fu, let's forget it and let them stay with you and be filial to you."
"No, it's still the same thing. I, the Fu family, cannot get your honor and military position in vain. This kindness must be repaid. If it weren't for the old age of the little old man, I would like to go to the border with you in person."
Chu Qing looked slightly suspicious.
Could it be that this old man doesn’t like these two things and wants to drive them away?
"Let's not talk about whether the border crossing is painful or not." Chu Qing was too lazy to beat around the bush: "I just brought it to them, what can I do?"
Old Man Fu didn't say anything, and he looked at the backs of the two sons' heads and placed a big cock bag on each of them.
"Why don't you show your hand to Mr. Chu quickly?"
The two brothers looked at each other pitifully.
Fu Baobao: "A big stone will break your chest?"
"Let the oil hammer break the top." Fu Yongkang discussed: "I celebrated my mother's birthday last year, but my sternum hasn't grown yet."
"Come on, come on!" Fu Youcai shouted, "I'll show you a big sword that you can swallow with your mouth!"
