In the quiet night, under the vast starry sky, Gai Jun lay on the roof, holding a lamp to the moon, feeling very leisurely.
It’s been three years!
Three years is not a long time, but it is not a short time. At least it allowed him to change from a naughty boy with horns to a young man with his hair tied in a hairpin. It has been two and a half years since he slaughtered the tiger, and he did not give up that day.
Instead, he hired someone to transport the tiger corpse to Hanyang County, and hired a craftsman to use the tiger bones and teeth to make a necklace for my sister. Quan regarded it as an apology for not returning as promised, and won the villain's forgiveness in one fell swoop. He also used the tiger's teeth to make a necklace for my sister.
The bones were carefully polished to make thirteen 韘 (i.e. pull fingers). After excluding the four people, each person was given one, and the remaining nine were reserved for those who were destined.
Gai Junjue did not expect that just because of Yan Zhong's comment that "shooting a tiger to save his father, his filial piety and bravery are unparalleled", he would become the target of athletes from four counties in Hexi Province, and even people from other counties in Liangzhou traveled thousands of miles to come.
I came here just to see him, and to say bluntly that all the young people in Liangzhou are proud to know him. Being famous is a good thing, but it is also burdened by fame. Young people are like newborn calves and are not afraid of tigers. There are many people who are dissatisfied with him.
, usually he would leave it to Gai Yin to deal with this kind of people, and so far no one has been able to do Wuhe in his hands.
In addition, his father Gai Xun became an official.
Since he was promoted to Xiaolian by the county last year, he received a letter a few days ago informing his family that he has been sent to Hanyang County, Liangzhou to serve as the chief historian, with a rank of 600 stones. The adjutant of the inland county is Cheng, and his duty is to assist the prefect.
Manage political affairs, but the situation in border counties is complicated and often requires war with foreign tribes, so the chief minister was abolished and the chief minister was appointed, who is the nominal second-in-command in the county. The relationship between the prefect and the chief minister is usually very poor. Today, the power of the prefect is astonishing, except for the chief minister
In addition to being personally appointed by the imperial court, all other positions in the county can be recruited by oneself, which reflects the appearance of a country. Therefore, the power of the long history depends on the face of the chief official. If you meet someone who is broad-minded and appreciates your talents, the long history can be said to be in charge of both.
In military affairs, on the contrary, if you are not welcomed by the chief officials, sorry, you will become a decoration in times of peace and a pioneer in times of war.
Heard...
The current governor of Hanyang County was born in the eunuch party...
My father hates evil as much as I hate him...
No matter how you think about it, you won't be in peace with each other?
Also, Gai Yin finally married his sweetheart Abai as he wished, just ten days ago. The scene was quiet and warm.
Suddenly there was a sound of stepping on the stairs. Looking back at the dark eaves, a slightly honest and ordinary face appeared in front of me, and then revealed his eight-foot body full of edges and corners. It was Gai Yin, the nephew of the clan.
Gai Jun poured him a glass of wine and said jokingly: "Bossi, newlywed Yaner, why are you running to the roof when you are not staying with Ah Bai in the room?"
, so Gai Yin was named after he was nineteen years old. Bo means elder, which means he is the eldest son and heir in the family, which corresponds to the name Yin. Yin has the meaning of succession. Men in the Han Dynasty did not have to be over two years old to be given the name.
10. For example, if you want to get married less, study less, or become an official less often, you can choose the word first.
Gai Yin's face suddenly turned red. He was already an adult, but he still couldn't resist Gai Jun's straightforward words. If he was asked to choose between fighting a tiger or being sarcastic by his uncle, he would definitely not hesitate.
Choose the former.
After a while he said: "I plan to go to Hanyang with Uncle Xiaozu tomorrow."
Gai Jun glanced at him, frowned and said, "Isn't this good? You just got married. I think it's better to wait a few years before talking."
Gai Yin did not speak, but his eyes were bright, showing his strong determination.
"Okay, but you have to convince your mother first." Gai Jun did not insist anymore. Gai Yin was simple and talkative. Once such a person made up his mind, even nine oxen could not pull him back. And he also hoped that Gai Yin
Follow him to Hanyang. His talents should not be buried in Dunhuang and Gaijiapu. Compared with the great Han Dynasty, this place is too small. This is what my father meant in his letter.
"My mother agreed. My brother is getting older and is loyal and filial. I can feel at ease leaving my mother in his care."
"Just make the arrangements." Gai Jun raised his glass, "Here, let's have a drink."
Ding……
"I'm finally going out, what will be waiting for me? Can I... change history?"
Gai Jun stared at the bright moonlight while raising his neck to drink wine, and for a moment he became obsessed with his thoughts.
The next morning, Gai Ma Zhao took him and his sister to his grandmother's house to say goodbye. As soon as the three of them entered the door, a boy with bright hair and bright eyes came forward and greeted him like a grown-up.
He couldn't help but reach out and pinch the boy's fair and delicate face. He was the abandoned baby that Gai Jun rescued back then. His nickname was Baishui. In ancient times, he was one year old when he landed on the ground. Now he is four years old.
Gai Ma Zhao slapped his daughter's hand away. Baishui was the old man's pet peeve. Although the child was sensible and never made a fuss, what if he choked her and made her cry? By then, Gaijiawu wouldn't have made such a big fuss.
Jump.
Sure enough, the old man called Baishui back with distress, and only after holding her in his arms did he say: "The beautiful woman is here, there is no need to greet her."
The parting words were full of sadness, but the old man had already looked away from everything due to his age. He just asked Duoduo to write letters, and the three of them agreed to say goodbye. After that, they bid farewell to the elders of the clan in turn, and did not set off until almost noon.
Seeing the Qilian Mountains again, the momentum is still astonishing.
When we came to Jiuquan Plain again, it was still very prosperous.
However, there were locusts flying across the fields from time to time, destroying the crops. Instead of killing them, the people prayed to the gods for protection.
The poem goes: "If you hold on to the thief, you will be punished by the fire."
Guangwu's edict said: "I must comply with the current affairs and advise the farmers and mulberry farmers to go to other areas."
The classic Book of Songs and the emperor's edicts all say that locusts can be killed, so why don't the people catch them?
Superstition...even the technological age cannot eliminate it, let alone today.
Gai Jun turned around and smiled bitterly.
Superstitious... I am the least qualified to question you?
As soon as they entered Zhangye County, there were more locusts and they were in danger of flooding. Not only did the locusts destroy crops, but they also harmed the grassland. Luohou and Juqu Yuan'an's tribe had already held several sacrifices, but without any results. They were in a hurry.
The joy of meeting many old friends was diluted by scolding them, so Gai Jun, Gai Yin and the two of them had a quick drink to reminisce and left.
The group entered Wuwei County and headed south, passing through Jincheng Ferry and entering Hanyang County.
A few days later, he arrived at a county on the upper reaches of the Weishui River in the evening. It was very close to Hebei County, where the county is located. It was only an hour or two after crossing the Weishui River, but Gai Jun finally chose to stay here for one night.
, because he heard that there was Qiang rebellion on the south bank of the Wei River and on the border between Longxi and Hanyang counties. Although the scale was small and the distance was far away, it was not appropriate to travel in the dark.
After renting a hotel room and settling everything in place, Gai Jun took a leisurely stroll down the street.
As the first county in Liangzhou under the rule of Hanyang, the population here is obviously much larger than that of other counties. Especially the shops in Nanshi are quite noisy. Shops are places where goods are sold, also called marketplaces. The ancients said: When a city is established, it must be in all directions.
, if it is a system for building a well, it is called a market well.
There are all kinds of products in the shop, such as wine, sauce, grain, cooked food, bamboo and wood, lacquerware, fine cloth, dyes, leather, medicinal materials, copper and iron utensils, cattle, horses, pigs and sheep, tendons and cinnabar, and even the most precious books.
You can afford the price.
Originally, people with his status would not come here. If they wanted something, they would just send servants in and out. Because traders had a low status in this era. His soul comes from modern times, and he has no business mentality, so he can shop with peace of mind.
After walking around in a circle, I left the store almost to the sound of the closing drum. I already had two or three toys in my hand, which were given to my sister.
The fun of the trip was over and there was another harvest. Gai Jun speeded up his return. Not far away, he suddenly saw a group of children riding bamboo horses and holding small bows making a noise under a big locust tree. He didn't pay attention, but suddenly heard a boy calling him.
The name surprised me, and I couldn't help but slow down my pace.
A boy of seven or eight years old turned red with anger and repeated: "Dashi, I obviously won, and I am Gai Jun, how can you regret it?"
The child being accused was a head taller than his companions across from him. He took advantage of his height and strength and said arrogantly: "I am the only one who can be Gaijun."
"You are shameless, and you will never do it again..." Before the boy could finish his words, he was punched on the left side of his face until he fell back with stars in his eyes.
The surrounding companions all booed and denounced the boy who was beating him for being unreasonable. Unexpectedly, this guy still acted boldly and pounced on several people and beat several of them. The boys were so frightened that they dispersed in droves, and the boy who had been beaten earlier also stumbled away.
"Why don't you want him to pretend to be Gai Jun?"
The beating boy sat on the bluestone at the bottom of the tree. He looked at Gai Jun who was walking towards him with confusion. He hesitated for a moment and replied: "Gai Jun is a hero, he is not worthy."
Gai Jun thought this kid was quite interesting and teased him: "He doesn't deserve it, but you do?"
"I will definitely become a hero like Gai Jun when I grow up." Dashi held his head high, like a proud little rooster.
Gai Jun laughed. The two of them were destined to be together, so he took out a tiger bone pot from his arms and handed it over: "Good boy, you are ambitious. This pot is for you." Seeing that the kid seemed to have no intention of coming to take it, he deliberately provoked him.
Said: "This thing is not given to you for free. If you don't become a hero when you grow up, I will take it back."
"Okay." The child really couldn't bear the excitement and grabbed the bone pot.
Gai Jun smiled and left.
The child shouted confidently: "This is mine, and I will never ask you to take it back."
What responded to him was a tall figure waving his hands.
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County seat: where the county government office is located.
Bamboo horse: cross a bamboo pole to look like a horse, an ancient boy's plaything.