The body of Tayun is tall and strong, with black fur shining with the faint light of the earth. The fluffy horse tail flutters in the breeze. The mane that has been carefully groomed by the groom is swaying around his neck. In particular, he has a pair of big eyes, which seem sad and resentful, as if accusing the owner.
I abandoned it ruthlessly, otherwise why wouldn't we see each other for months?
Gai Jun was stunned. Although he had the image of riding on the clouds in his memory, he was never shocked by what he saw with his own eyes. He didn't expect that a mere horse could have such rich emotions. It's not that he had never ridden a horse in his previous life, it was just a modern horse.
Not only are their limbs weak and their eyes dull, compared with Tailun, they cannot be called horses, they are simply mules.
Tentatively, he stretched out his hand to touch the horse's neck. Tuyun did not avoid it, but moved closer to facilitate the owner's caressing.
After all, Gai Yin did not forget his own job and hurried over. Gai Jun motioned for it to untie the rope of Stepping on the Cloud. He looked quite hesitant and thought to himself: "Uncle Xiaozu is fine now. If something goes wrong again, how will he be responsible?"
I can afford it." It was difficult to refuse, so he held on to the rope and refused to untie it.
Gai Jun was angry and funny, so he threw his bow and quiver to him, untied Tayun himself, put on the saddle and led him out of the stable.
He held the saddle with one hand and turned over neatly. He learned the movements from memory, keeping his body straight, his buttocks touching the saddle, and his shins wrapped around the horse's ribs. Since there were no stirrups, his toes had to be stretched straight down.
"Drive." He knocked the horse's belly lightly, and after receiving the order, Tayun flew with his hooves and galloped around the courtyard. After a few laps, Tayun ran fast and steadily, which made him feel confident and inspired him with pride.
, shouted: "Here comes the bow."
"Jin Nu..."
This call made Gai Jun, who was a little carried away, tremble suddenly, but his father came to the stable at some point.
He dismounted the horse, held the reins and looked at Gai Xun nervously.
Unexpectedly, Gai Xun did not reprimand him, but informed him that the family would go out for an outing.
My sister immediately let out a cheer.
Gai Jun was startled and then suddenly realized that it was the Shangsi Festival.
The Shangsi Festival is an ancient festival, mainly for the purpose of reproduction and praying for blessings. However, today, the reproduction of wild animals in ancient times has not kept up with the times and is looked down upon by the Han people. The trysts of men and women in wild animals have gradually been replaced by spring outings, leaving only the tradition of river bathing.
This custom is said to have the effect of washing away accumulated filth and eradicating diseases. In the final analysis, his parents still thought of themselves, fearing that the injury would recur. After all, he was in a coma for more than ten days, and no one could explain why.
Since it was an outing, having too many servants would inevitably spoil the scenery, so the family only took Gai Yin and Ah Bai along with them.
Gai Xun did not stay in the carriage to accompany his wife and daughter, but followed him on horseback to enjoy the scenery along the way. Gai Jun naturally followed suit. His father Gai Xun had no objection to this, but he spent a lot of time convincing his mother Ma Zhao
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Two riders and one cart slowly headed north along Baishui, a tributary of Duanshui.
Under the blue sky, there are fields, intertwined streets, undulating green waves, and cattle and sheep everywhere.
It is no exaggeration to say that wherever you look, everyone has the surname Gai.
But his mood was a little heavy, even though it was just 'somewhat'.
He knew that in recent years, Xianbei had invaded the border areas one after another, just like the Huns in those days.
He also knew that the plague swept through all the states and counties of the Han Dynasty like a gust of wind and rain, and had spread to Jiuquan, which was close to Dunhuang.
He also knows what kind of waves Taipingdao, which has just emerged and even attracted the favor of the imperial court, will cause in the future.
How long until the Yellow Turban Rebellion?
Han Sui and Ma Teng's rebellion?
"Hey...what do you want to do with this? The worst is to run to the Western Regions..."
The Western Regions seemed to be his panacea.
But...can he really just walk away?
The city that vaguely emerged in the distance brought him back to reality. It was the county seat of Guangzhi. The four walls were about a hundred feet each, and the circumference was nearly four hundred feet. Compared with the cities in Guan Nei and the Central Plains, it might be a little smaller, but the border counties were roughly the same size.
So it is. An urn city stands alone outside the city gate, tightly wrapping the most important gate of a city. The urn city is an indispensable defense facility on the border of the Han Dynasty and important cities. It makes countless enemies fearful, and the nomads are even more afraid of it.
I have suffered a lot from it.
The carriage did not enter Guangzhi County, but continued along the city wall and between the white water.
When the clear breeze comes, it blows the train of my clothes. The green robe is like spring grass, and the long strips of grass are blown by the wind.
Today is a good time to go out. After Guangzhi, the number of pedestrians on the Baishui shore began to increase. Young men and women going out for an outing were everywhere. It was not until after walking for half an hour that we found a relatively sparsely populated place.
The father and son handed the horse to Gai Yin and tied it up, and went straight to the river.
Gai Xun looked into the distance and couldn't help but sing loudly:
"Lamb's skin, five pieces of plain silk;"
"If you give up your food, you will be selfish, and you will give in to others."
"Lamb's leather, five strips of plain silk;"
"If you give in to the snake, you will give up the food."
"Lamb's seam, plain silk five-crotch;"
"It's better to give in to others than to others, and to retreat from food is selfish."
The name of this poem is Lamb, which comes from "The Book of Songs: Guofeng? Zhaonan". It mainly describes the leisurely and prosperous life of ancient officials. Gai Xun's tone is not only not envious, but also contains a hint of irony.
Gai Jun stood a step behind his father and asked, "Did father have the idea of becoming an official?"
"Not in the near future." Gai Xun replied casually.
Gai Jun nodded. Xiaolian is the most important way to become an official in the Han Dynasty. For a county with a population of 1.5 million, the country recommends six people a year, five people for one million people, eight hundred thousand people for four people, and three people for six hundred thousand people.
, 400,000 and 2 people, and 200,000 and 1 person. Due to the sparse population, border counties have preferential treatment. As long as there are 100,000 people, one person can be recommended every year, if there are more than 50,000 people, one person can be recommended every two years, and if there is less than 50,000 people, one person should be recommended every three years. Dunhuang
The county is very remote, located in the extreme northwest. It can only collect less than 50,000 people. In fact, it has less than 40,000 people. If you include the barbarians in the county, there are almost as many servants of the wealthy families, so there is only one quota for filial piety and honesty in three years. Dunhuang
The county only promoted Xiaolian last year. If his father wants to become an official, he has to wait for at least two years, and Xiaolian may not be his father after two years. The family in the county that can rival the Gai family is dissatisfied that one pair of hands is enough for one hand, except for one thought
Who among the hermits who studies knowledge doesn’t want to become an official? In fact, based on his father’s knowledge, family background, and reputation, if he is determined to become an official, even if he does not succeed in two years, he will definitely become a filial and honest person in five years. But looking at his expression,
This seems to be a sure thing.
Gai Jun couldn't help but think in a wicked way: "Have you bribed the prefect of the county?"
His son had a weird look on his face. Even if Gai Xun couldn't guess it, he knew it was not a good idea. He immediately asked in a dumbfounded voice, "You brat, what are you thinking about?"
Gai's mother took her daughter's hand, walked lightly, and said with a smile: "My husband is so elegant."
Gai Jun turned around to look, his face suddenly turned pale and his lips trembled slightly.