Three Hundred and Eighteen: When I Was Young, My Clothes Were Thin (1)

Langya is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. Other places are still chilly in spring, but here the warm wind is blowing and the flowers are about to bloom. Ωhunting 『Ω文网WwΔW． ΔLieWen. CC

In early spring, the scenery is just right.

The spring breeze blows on people, stirring up a little lazy warmth.

The girls who love beauty put on light spring clothes early. The fresh colors make them look more beautiful than flowers. Their dark hair is tied up high, decorated with one or two timidly blooming flowers. Even if they are not wearing makeup and have a plain face, they still can't hide the youthful breath.

The girls love to be pretty, and the young men are no less. They are dressed in fluttering clothes and have a great demeanor. There is a faint fragrance between their sleeves.

Ding-dong-ding-dong--

Several bells hit rhythmically, and rang one after another with the vigorous pace of the horse. The crisp bells accompanied by the sound of horse hooves sounded like a cheerful song. Others could also feel the owner's leisurely and comfortable mood at this time.

A commotion came from the city gate, and the people's discussions and cheers were faintly heard from the crowd.

"Is that the big insect that ate people in Zhangjiang Village before? Hey, it looks so creepy."

"Yes, looking at its size, it must be at least six stones! No wonder it can eat so many people. It is a disaster for the area, and even the government office can't control it."

"My wife is from Zhangjiang Village. I heard that this big insect ate four children. The children's parents went into the mountains to get rid of it, but they were eaten to the point that only bones were left. I don't know how to describe its miserable appearance. I feel trembling and weak legs when I see it..."

Many people gathered on both sides of the street to watch the excitement, talking in a low voice to the tiger carried by four big men.

At this time, another slightly smaller tiger was carried in, and people with insight immediately recognized that it was a female tiger.

"My goodness, I thought it was a big insect that harmed Zhangjiang Village, but I didn't expect it to be a couple, a male and a female!"

"Not only that, look at the belly of the female insect, it's abnormally deflated, like a mare that just gave birth to a calf..."

The crowd was talking, and the guests in the teahouses on both sides heard the movement below and also poked their heads out. They were frightened by the two dead big insects. Even though they were dead, their power was still terrifying.

From the outside, the two tigers looked very complete, with dried black blood in their eyes.

Even if they were not experienced hunters, everyone could know how the two tigers died.

They must have been shot in the eyes with an arrow, piercing the brain, and died at the time.

The technique was clean and neat, and it also guaranteed the integrity of the two tiger skins to the greatest extent. Many people were jealous.

A scholar said, "Such a majestic beast is rare. I wonder who shot it. It can be said to be unparalleled in bravery."

"Huh? You don't know?"

His friend was surprised, leaning against the window of the teahouse on the second floor, looking out, as if looking for someone.

"What's going on? Is there something I don't know?"

The friend smiled elegantly and said, "If these two beasts really endanger Zhangjiang Village, the one who shot them must be that person."

"What do you mean?" The scholar was puzzled.

"You don't know, didn't the county magistrate hold a gathering the day before yesterday, inviting all the scholars to discuss the general situation of the world?"

The scholar was still suspicious, and said, "I got a little sick that day, caught a cold, and it hasn't gone away yet. I wonder what happened at the gathering?"

The friend smiled dumbly, closed the fan in a casual manner, and sighed, "At the gathering that day, a scholar bluntly said that warriors are a disaster for the country, and believed that Nansheng was almost destroyed by the four southern barbarians. In addition to the strength of the four southern barbarians, another reason was that the ruler of Nansheng trusted the military generals too much, which made the government unstable, the internal troubles were not resolved, and the four southern barbarians took advantage of it and came to the gates..."

Although Nansheng is also an enemy of Dongqing, it is at least a brother born by the same father. It is not comfortable to be beaten by outsiders.

Whether it is Nansheng or Dongqing, they are unwilling to admit that Nansheng's territory has been ceded again and again because they are weak.

The Great Xia Dynasty once annexed the Nine Provinces, bringing peace to the four seas, and letting all nations come to pay tribute. No one in the Nine Provinces dared to challenge it. What kind of majesty was that?

The five countries were all split from the Great Xia Dynasty, and all claimed to be orthodox, five sons born to one father.

Who is willing to admit that they lost to foreign races because they were weak?

It must be because of their own negligence, and there were hidden dangers inside, so outsiders took advantage.

The pot was thrown back and forth, and finally it was thrown on the military generals.

Unlike Dongqing, which emphasizes culture over military, Nansheng's attitude towards military men is quite good.

According to Dongqing's harsh standards, Nansheng's treatment can even be considered generous.

But the king of Nansheng was courting death. After marrying the four tribes of the Southern Barbarians, he directly and indirectly killed many truly loyal and patriotic military generals, and handed over the military power to his own relatives and "trustworthy" eunuchs, who, for a little benefit, secretly communicated with the four tribes of the Southern Barbarians!

The army of Nansheng was fighting in the front. As soon as they made any deployment, the "confidant" of the king of Nansheng sold the news to the people of the four tribes of Nanman. If they could still win under such circumstances, the people of the four tribes of Nanman were blind and relied on their feelings to fight.

Anyway, the blame was unanimously thrown on the generals, which indirectly made the trend of suppressing generals in Dongqing even stronger.

After listening to his friend's retelling, the scholar also felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

But he still couldn't figure out what the conflict at the elegant gathering had to do with the big insect below?

The friend said again, "As soon as the scholar finished speaking, someone hit him on the head with a cup, and his forehead was bleeding."

The scholar took a breath.

Who was so bold as to openly attack the gathering hosted by the county magistrate?

"How dare you do it?"

The friend explained his doubts and said, "Not only did that man take action, but he also said something carelessly, which almost made the scholar so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. What do you think the man said?"

The scholar suddenly became interested and asked, "What did you say?"

The friend thought for a while and imitated the man's tone of voice and relayed, "With only three taels of chicken meat of yours, let alone throw a cup at you, or slap you twice, you should fight back and show me one. You are so sharp-tongued, It’s just a useless embroidered pillow. If you have the energy to talk here, why not go home and recuperate, lest your wife complains that you can’t lay eggs again.”

After hearing this, the scholar suddenly felt a bit of toothache, "These words are so poisonous!"

Friends nodded in agreement as if they were surviving a disaster.

It was so poisonous. The situation at that time was almost uncontrollable. The scholar had abandoned his manners, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight with others.

Needless to say, the scholar did not take any advantage.

"This is not over yet. After the man beat the person, he plausibly said, 'The literati follow the teachings of the sages and learn the six arts of the gentleman. According to you people, riding and shooting are all useless skills. Why should you learn them? Literary men. The country is governed by literature, and the country is protected by military personnel. If there are no civil servants, the government will be unclear and the rules and regulations will be chaotic; if there are no military men, the borders will be unsafe and the country will not be protected."