Chapter 1561

Some people are waiting to throw flowers, others are waiting to see a good show, and the neighborhood around the city gate is getting more and more lively every day.

These things were spread all over the city of Luo Yue, and no one cared about which ones were true and which ones were fake.

For Guan Yubai, they don't care about these trivial things.

The new military service system proposed by him and Xiao Yi has been tried for two years in the five cities of Kailian City, Fuzhong City, Yanding City, Yongjia City and Dengli City. Military system, in the past two months, Guan Yubai has been busy with military affairs in addition to teaching Xiao Xiaoyu, and he is very happy.

Occasionally, when he was free, he would go out with Xiao Xiaoyu, go to the shantang, see the farmers planting the land, and watch the workers dredging and building dams...

Early this morning, Guan Yubai took Xiao Xiaoyu to Anxing Village six miles outside the city.

An Xing Zhuang is a village used to settle veterans.

For those veterans who were wounded, disabled and homeless on the battlefield, Xiao Yi deliberately allocated money to set up villages and fields in several places on the outskirts of Luoyue City, allowing them to live and work in peace and contentment.

Among them, Anxingzhuang is the closest to Luoyue City, and it takes about an incense stick to ride a horse away from the city gate.

Guan Yubai didn't inform Zhuangzi in advance, when Zhuangzi's manager Ma was almost dumbfounded when he learned that the Grand Marshal and his descendants were coming, he ran to Zhuangzi at the fastest speed to greet him.

But Zhuangzi's mouth was already empty, and someone immediately told him that the Grand Marshal and the grandson took the doctor to Bao Lao Liu's house first.

Manager Ma suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, and then went to Bao Lao Liu's house out of breath. Bao Lao Liu's family is not good, if he surprises the noble, then he can't afford it!

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He was sweating profusely, and was out of breath. Finally, he saw Bao Lao Liu's house, and there were already a lot of people watching the fun outside the door.

"Let let... let go."

As the steward said, while pushing forward, he heard a childish voice in the room asking with concern, "Uncle, are you still in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore." Another rough male voice said flattered, after a pause, he added honestly, "It just hurts when it's windy and rainy, and you know it's going to hurt when it's windy and rainy. It's raining."

At this time, Manager Ma finally walked to the front of the crowd, standing outside the threshold and looking inside.

I saw a two- or three-year-old boy in blue sitting behind a table of the Eight Immortals in the main room. The boy wrinkled his pitiful bun face and said angrily, "Father, it always rains in the spring..." That uncle Does it always hurt?

The boy's pretty little face was distressed, but not frightened.

Ma Guanshi was dumbfounded, and his eyes slowly moved to Bao Laoliu, who was sitting cautiously on the side.

Bao Laoliu is an honest man in his thirties. Five years ago, he lost an arm on the battlefield with Baiyue and ruined his face. A raised flesh scar ran across his right eye and the bridge of his nose. An inch long, the enemy's knife not only caused him to lose his right eye, but his appearance became terrifying, let alone a child, even many adults were afraid when they saw it.

This little Shisun was just over two years old, and Mr. Ma was afraid that he would frighten him, but now he is finally relieved.

That's right, this is their descendant. The Zhennan Palace is a world that was killed on the battlefield. Their descendants are naturally different from ordinary children. Ma Guanshi stood up proudly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his cuffs.

Guan Yubai, who was sitting next to Xiao Xiaoyu, gently rubbed the little guy's soft top of hair, and then ordered the military doctor on standby to diagnose Bao Laoliu's pulse.

Taking advantage of this gap, Mr. Ma hurriedly lifted his robe and crossed the threshold, and walked in.

"I've seen the descendants, Marshal!" Steward Ma respectfully saluted Guan Yubai and Xiao Xiao Yu, "The youngest is the steward of this Anxing Village."

"Don't be cautious." Guan Yubai smiled casually, "My descendants and I are just here to visit the veterans here."

Guan Yubai's temperament is gentle on weekdays, but there is a hint of alienation, but as long as he is willing, he can make people feel convincing and feel like a spring breeze.

"Yes, Marshal." Ma Guan Shi hurriedly responded, his stiff body relaxed a little.

If the people in southern Xinjiang only heard the names of Guan Yubai and Guan Yubai, then since Guan Yubai was officially named the military marshal of southern Xinjiang, Guan Yubai's life story can be said to be unremarkable in southern Xinjiang. Everyone knows it, and in the past two months, it has become the favorite story of the storytellers in the teahouse.

The marshal was born in a family, loyal to his liver and righteousness, defending his family and the country, and always thinking about these veterans who retired from the battlefield, as is their son-in-law. There is a saying that "heroes cherish each other's hearts", it is no wonder that the marshal broke away from the pedantic Taiyu and joined them in the southern border!

In his thoughts, Ma Guanshi looked at Guan Yubai and Xiao Xiaoyu's eyes brighter, his expression more attentive, and Xiao Si had goose bumps all over his body.

Soon, the middle-aged military doctor also checked Bao Laoliu's pulse, and said that he could give Bao Laoliu two prescriptions, one to drink and the other to soak in medicinal soup, which could relieve the pain in the rainy weather. arm pain.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao Yu seemed to be relieved, then looked at each other with some sympathy, stretched out a small meat claw and gently patted Bao Lao Liu's hand and said, "Uncle, you have to drink the medicine obediently! "

The words like a little adult made Bao Lao Liu, a rough man, almost burst into tears on the spot, and he was completely moved.

After sitting at Bao's house for about two cups of tea, Guan Yubai and Xiao Xiaoyu left, and Ma Guanshi led the way. They continued to go to other houses in Zhuangzi, and continued to gossip with those veterans and family members, and also talked about some battlefields. past events...

Xiao Xiaoyu seemed to be listening to the story, and he was fascinated by it, as if he didn't notice the "differentness" of these people at all. And he really didn't feel scared. Chuxiao's father lost an arm and Chuxiao's grandfather lost a leg, but other than that, they were no different from everyone else.

They visited house after house all morning, and time flew by. After lunch, Mr. Ma took Guan Yubai and Xiao Yu to walk around Zhuangzi again, looking at the cottages in the Zhuangzi, the fields planted by the tenant farmers and the veterans, and the clear fish ponds...

Seeing this, Xiao Xiaoyu was reluctant to leave. He squatted by the pond and watched the fish swimming in the water. Guan Yubai simply explained to him the species of fish. In a word, it is time to forget.

Until there was a commotion from the rear, Guan Yu Bai Xunsheng looked around and saw that in front of a house a hundred or so feet away, four or five people seemed to be pushing each other. Get on a carriage while others are trying to persuade them to stop.

Ma Guanshi's expression changed slightly, and he blurted out, "Mr. Hui..."

Someone who can be called "Mr." must be someone who is talented and learned in a certain area. Guan Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is Mr. Hui?"

Manager Ma replied respectfully, "Mr. Hui is the teacher of the private school in front..." He is also the only teacher of the private school in the five-mile radius of Zhuangzi.

"Brother Yu, how about we go over and take a look?" Guan Yubai asked Xiao Xiaoyu with his head down.

The little guy was also aroused by curiosity, and he gave a crisp response, holding Guan Yubai's big hand in one hand, and walked forward.

"Everyone, please get out of the way, I have made up my mind." Mr. Hui, who was wearing a straight blue robe, angrily tried to shake off an old man.

The old man begged bitterly: "Mr. Hui, think about it carefully! You have been teaching in this private school for seven years. Where can we find another gentleman?"

"Yes, Mr. Hui, you can think about it." Several farmers next to him also persuaded each other.

"Don't say it anymore, I'm going back to my hometown in Jiangnan!" Mr. Hui frowned displeasedly, "Zhennan Wangfu, chaotic ministers and thieves! I will not be in the company of chaotic ministers and thieves! Do you still want to tie you up and stay here? If it doesn't work, is there still a king's law?! It's really a barbarian land!"

Several people looked at each other nervously, and all flinched.

At this time, a crisp child voice asked curiously: "Foster father, what is a chaotic minister and a thief?"

Immediately afterwards, another gentle and clear male voice sounded: "The chaotic ministers and thieves refer to those who do not follow the way of the ruler and the minister, and the way of the father and the son."

This question and answer could not help attracting the attention of Mr. Hui and several others. They all followed the sound and saw a young gentleman walking towards this side with a boy with red lips and white teeth.

Mr. Ma, who followed behind the two, had a very stiff expression, and he regretted not sending Mr. Hui away earlier. In the southern border, he kept saying that the Zhennan Palace was a chaotic thief? ! He even said it in front of the marshal and his descendants! This kind of elm head has not taught the child badly!

Xiao Xiaoyu looked up at Guan Yubai, tilted his head and asked, "Foster father, what is the way of a ruler and a minister?"

Guan Yu explained with a smile: "Mencius says: The way of the ruler and his subjects is the reward of kindness and righteousness. If the ruler treats his subjects like brothers and feet, the subjects will treat the ruler like a belly; if the ruler treats his subjects like dogs and horses, then the subjects will treat the ruler like a countryman; The ruler treats his ministers like a mustard, and the ministers treat the ruler as an enemy.”

The way of the ruler and the minister is not "the ruler wants the minister to die and the minister has to die"!

During the conversation, Guan Yubai had already looked at the Mr. Hui with a light expression. However, he did not know whether he was speaking to Xiao Xiaoyu or Mr. Hui in that meaningful tone.

"Well said!" Mr. Ma couldn't help but praised him. Shouldn't they have to wash their necks in southern Xinjiang and wait for the Emperor Dayu to put the butcher's knife on his neck? !

Xiao Xiaoyu seems to understand but does not understand, but he desperately applauds his adoptive father. Dad said it, and his adoptive father is right!

Mr. Na Hui's face was flushed, and his fingers trembled slightly at Guan Yubai. After a long time, he said, "Sophistry and sophistry!"

Guan Yubai, however, was not interested in arguing with this nerd who was dying to read. He turned to Mr. Ma and said, "Send him away."

"Yes, Marshal." Mr. Ma replied with clasped fists.

Before he could finish his words, Guan Yubai had already taken Xiao Xiaoyu away, leaving behind the shocked eyes and unbelievable voices of the people behind him: "This is the marshal?!"

The only official language of the marshal in southern Xinjiang is white? !

That kid is...

Those speculative words could not reach the ears of Guan Yubai and Xiao Xiaoyu, and then Guan Yubai took Xiao Xiaoyu on the way back to Luoyue City.

The golden sunshine and the regular bumps awakened Xiao Xiaoyu's drowsiness. His eyelids were already heavy, and he yawned lazily in his adoptive father's arms.

In no time, they entered the city from the north gate of Luoyue City, and then slowed down their horses.

Guan Yubai looked down at the little guy in his arms, and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, you'll be home soon."

At this moment, there was a sudden movement on the second floor of the Fengyun Tea House on their left. Behind a few half-opened windows, flowers of purple and bright red sprinkled from the second floor of the elegant seat, forming a rain of flowers toward the officials. The words fell in vain, and they were raised...

It attracted many passers-by to stop at once, and also attracted the little guy. He instantly regained his energy and shouted: "Huahua!"

Even if those passersby didn't know Guan Yubai's identity, they all guessed it when they saw this flower rain, and they talked at length:

"It's the marshal!"

"Which girl is throwing flowers to the marshal!"

"I think the marshal can't escape this time."

"..."

Amid the commotion, Xiao Si's face was stern, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He rushed out a whip from his waist and threw it out like a snake. The children blew away, and finally landed in chaos around Guan Yubai...

And Guan Yubai's moon-white robe is still untouched!

For a time, the whole street seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then it became noisy again, and many people cast their eyes on it.

Xiao Si's face was sinking like water, and his icy eyes shot at the second floor of Fengyun Teahouse like sharp arrows. His eyes seemed to say, is this still over? !

Suddenly, Xiao Si seemed to feel something, and his eyes moved down again, looking forward.

The next moment, I heard a joking male voice coming from the front: "In the past, there was a fruit-throwing car, and now there is a 'flower' and a 'street', which is really a beautiful talk!"

A few feet away, a young man in purple who described Zhang Li was riding on a tall dark cloud and stepping on the snow, laughing loudly.

"Daddy!"

As soon as Xiao Xiaoyu saw Xiao Yi, he opened his arms to him excitedly, and Xiao Yi had to take over his son.

Seeing his son rubbing against him like a cat, Xiao Yi was amused and said casually, "Stinky boy, did your foster father take you to play?"

"Yeah." The little dumpling nodded vigorously, thinking of something, he took out a purse from his arms, took out a piece of wolverine he got from Anxingzhuang, and said generously, "Give it to Daddy!"

His big eyes stared at Xiao Yi, as if to say, Daddy, how good I am to you!

Xiao Xiao Yu's flattery was quite in place, Xiao Yi was happy and said, "Go! Daddy will take you to buy something delicious!"

During the conversation, seven or eight young sons and girls walked out of the Fengyun Teahouse and walked towards Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai. Among them were a few familiar figures, the third son of Hua, the fifth son of Liu, Hua Girl, Chang Huanwei... even Qu Jiayue is among them.

These young masters and girls walked up to the horses, saluted the two of them first, followed by Third Young Master Hua, a little embarrassed, and clasped their fists at Guan Yubai: "Marshal, we were just joking with you just now. We were surprised."

The implication is that the flowers just now were thrown by a few of them!

"What's the joke? I think you're betting, right?" Xiao Yiman casually glanced at Fifth Young Master Liu who was hiding behind and smirking.

Liu Wugong suddenly became the center of everyone's attention. He touched his nose and complimented his face: "Hey, the eldest brother who knows me."

Qu Jiayue took a step forward and explained ingeniously, "A few of us happened to be here to drink tea, and I accidentally heard that many people had thrown flowers at the marshal recently, and bought a few baskets of flowers on a whim. Thinking that you just happened to pass by Marshal just now, Young Master Liu suggested to make a bet to see who can throw flowers on the Marshal..."

Fifth Young Master Liu coughed awkwardly. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect everyone to respond.

but……

Fifth Young Master Liu looked at the little four on the black horse, and said with emotion: "Marshal, your guard is really good! With him, I will keep you safe in the midst of all the flowers, and the leaves will not touch your body. '!" Maybe he can open a bet with his brothers, he will be the banker!

As soon as he said this, the corners of the other people's mouths twitched speechlessly. This sentence is to describe someone's romantic son. Is it appropriate to put it on Guan Yubai? !

Xiao Si's eyes became colder, and he almost touched the flying knife.

Even Xiao Yi shook his head and said angrily, "Go home and read some more books for me, what are you talking about!"

"Big Brother, Marshal, don't have the same knowledge as me." Liu Wugong touched his nose in a dejected manner and took a half step back.

The corner of Qu Jiayue's mouth always maintained a gentle smile, and she said, "Master Shi, Marshal, we were playing chess and painting in the teahouse just now. I heard that Marshal is very accomplished in both calligraphy, painting and chess. Can you give me some pointers?"

Hearing this, Miss Hua's eyes lit up with anticipation.

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