Just after sending Sikong Yi away, Zhao Kuo walked into the courtyard and saw his mother holding a wooden stick and shouting. Zhao Kuo trembled, and Zhao's mother said angrily: "What did I tell you before? I said no.
When talking about political affairs, don't say rude words! What did you say to her?! She left in a hurry without even taking a gift in return?" Looking at his mother approaching step by step, Zhao Kuo realized that something was wrong.
There is a traitor among me.
Zhao Kuo glanced at the traitor who was standing aside, eating the fruit and looking at him with a smile. He quickly stepped forward, lifted the traitor up and blocked it in front of him, directly using him as a shield to block his mother.
With the stick in his hand, the little guy was lifted up by his father and screamed, but to no avail. Mother Zhao just looked at the father and son angrily. Zhao Kuo coughed a few times and then said: "Mother! I don't think she did.
angry!"
"Oh?" Mother Zhao was stunned. As a mother, she knew her son very well. Although her son had undergone earth-shaking changes over the years, she could still see through his thoughts. Many times, Zhao Kuo smiled and talked to others.
But only Mother Zhao could see the trouble and sadness he had hidden deep in his words. At this moment, she suddenly realized that her son seemed to be a little irresistible?
Mother Zhao slowly put down the stick in her hand, squinted her eyes, and asked, "What do you think of her?"
"Very good...she is good-looking and kind...um...mother?"
Zhao's mother suddenly laughed and dropped the wooden stick in her hand. She was very happy and walked forward, her eyes seemed to be shining, "Really?" Zhao Kuo took a step back and nodded.
My mother laughed and said, "Okay, that's great!" She nodded and hurried towards the door. Just as she reached the door, she thought of something, straightened her face again, and looked at her.
Zhao Kuo.
"What happened to your clothes?"
Zhao Kuo lowered his head and took a look. Well, the new clothes he just put on in the morning were now made of clay. Zhao Kuo's mother was just anxious about her daughter-in-law and didn't notice. Zhao Kuo said hurriedly: "I went to help Mr. Ping again."
..." Mother Zhao was furious, "How many times have I told you? If you want help, can't you change your clothes first?!"
"Mom... I... must pay attention next time."
"Before I come back, wash the clothes! Let you know how tiring it is to wash clothes! So as not to tire me out again...cough." Zhao's mother didn't say anything more, and gave Zhao Kuo a fierce look.
Kuo sighed, lowered his head, and put Zhao Zheng down. The little guy stood on the ground and grinned happily. Mother Zhao pointed at him and said seriously: "And you! Eat the fruit and clothes too?
Go do laundry with your father!"
"Huh?" Zhao Zheng looked at his eldest mother blankly. Suddenly, the fruit in his hand no longer smelled good.
Zhao's mother walked out of the courtyard and hurriedly asked people to prepare the carriage. Ge was now Zhao Kuo's driver, but he could no longer drive for Zhao's mother. Zhao's mother hurriedly ordered her retainers to rush to Xu Li's home in Handan.
In the courtyard, the father and son were squatting in front of the bucket, rubbing their clothes vigorously. Zhao Kuo looked helpless. Because of Zhao's mother's instructions, no one has come to him so far. If someone comes, he will
He could use this as an excuse to run away. The little guy on the side was even more so. He pouted and had a wronged look on his face. After a moment, he looked at Zhao Kuo aggrievedly, and then he said coquettishly: "Father,
~~~"
"I won't wash it, wash it yourself, you traitor!"
Zhao Kuo told him what he was thinking without even looking at him.
"Father~~~"
"It's useless to act coquettishly."
"My hand seems to be broken..."
"Just wash your clothes and you'll feel better."
"Wow~~"
"Cry, after you finish crying, then wash up."
After pleading to no avail, the little guy had no choice but to continue washing his clothes. Zhao Kuo quickly finished washing his clothes. Although they might not be very clean, he shook the clothes vigorously, hung them up, and walked over again.
Next to the little guy, the little guy was wiping his tears and rubbing his clothes hard. Zhao Kuo picked him up with a smile, found a wooden mat, sat down, put the little guy on his knees, and started to help.
Wash him.
The little guy sat in his arms and watched him wash clothes seriously.
"Zheng ah... you see, how difficult it is for your eldest mother. In such a cold weather, every time you help us wash clothes and soak your hands in water, we must pay attention in the future and don't dirty our clothes again.
..."
"I understand...Father?"
"Um?"
"The person who came today gave me an armor. The armor is just like yours. It has armor plates, patterns, and tigers..."
"Oh...it turned out to be a gift from her, I thought it was..."
"I have armor. From now on, I can fight with you. I want to protect you!"
"Hahaha, protect me? Wait until you are not afraid of the domestic dog in the village before you talk nonsense."
"Father?"
"Um?"
"Gong Dee said that you once captured the enemy's general among many people. Is this true?"
"Um."
"Father?"
"Um?"
"The person who comes today, will she become my mother?"
"maybe."
"After we finish washing, shall we go help Mr. Ping?"
"OK."
Zhao Kuo quickly took the little guy into Ping Gong's courtyard. Ping Gong was walking in the courtyard, chatting quietly with his deceased family members, and saw Ma Fujun holding Ma Fuzi, Ma Fuzi
Holding some corn in his arms, he walked into his courtyard. Ping Gong laughed and hurriedly stepped forward to take the little guy from Zhao Kuo's arms. The little guy sweetly called "Big Father" and then he
The "gift" was handed to him.
Ping Gong hugged the little guy tightly, his eyes filled with tears. He laughed and his tears couldn't stop falling.
Zhao Kuo followed the little guy to visit several neighbors, including the craftsman Du. Zhao Zheng liked this Du Gong very much. Du was very kind, and he also liked children very much. He often made toys for him because he could not see.
, he could only touch the little guy's face and give out a dull smile. Zhao Kuo just looked at him. Du's eyesight was getting worse and worse, and as he grew older, his hearing also became worse.
Unless it was yelled in his ear, he couldn't hear any sound. He could see some things vaguely before, but now he can't see anything. Fortunately, he has lived in the horse uniform all his life, even if
Even though he couldn't see, he could still feel his way forward. The people in Mafu respected him, and people often came to help him, sneaking into his courtyard and leaving some food. After the kind-hearted Du found the food, he would give it away.
To other poor people.
Zhao Kuo respected the sages of this era. Similarly, he also respected these kind-hearted and kind-hearted poor people. Du, who was disabled, was more worthy of respect in Zhao Kuo's eyes than those paunchy nobles. Du
He made a few more small toys and hugged the little guy. He seemed to think of his children. Du was not married, but he adopted many children. The boys he adopted...all the boys died in the war.
There are only a few girls who are married, and they often bring their children to visit Du.
Zhao Kuo took the little guy to these places, then held his hand and walked to the school room. As the two of them walked, Zhao Kuo said: "There are many people in need of help in the world. Now you are in Ma
If you serve the countryside, then you must make these people live a better life. If you are in Handan in the future, then you must make sure that the people in the entire county can have enough to eat. If one day, you can help people all over the world, I hope that you
Don't just think about yourself, don't just think about the country..."
"The foundation of the country is these people. If you can help all people, then everyone will support you and love you. No one will hate you and no one will want to hurt you. However, good people can also be easily harmed by bad people.
Therefore, we must distinguish between good and evil..."
"Kindness is not cowardice, benevolence is not stupidity, kind people can use courage, and benevolent people can also draw swords to stop evil people!"
The little guy seemed to understand but just nodded.
"Let me tell you a story."
"OK."
"A long time ago, there was a king. At that time, all the tribes were fighting. This king defeated all his enemies and established an unprecedented country. So, he wanted more and he didn't cherish it.
He used people's power to build the most luxurious tombs, frequently recruited people to serve, and built the Great Wall and roads for him. He constantly attacked the surrounding areas and wanted to make his country bigger..."
"The people lived a very hard life, and they could not forget the hatred of the country's subjugation... After the death of this king, rebellions broke out everywhere. In the end, this glorious country was destroyed, and the people still could not avoid the war.
...Later kings adopted the method of rest and recuperation, no longer engaged in large-scale conquests, and did not send troops outside the Great Wall for the time being. In several generations, they defeated external enemies and established a glorious era..."
When the story was finished, Zhao Kuo walked into the courtyard. The little guy looked around and finally found Han Fei. He hurriedly walked over and sat in Han Fei's arms. Zhao Kuo sat on top and looked seriously.
He narrated knowledge to everyone. This time, the knowledge he described was not complicated. He just told how the king should make the country strong and how to avoid the country's destruction. His focus was on the people.
Different from Mencius' people-centered thought, Zhao Kuo did not rely on the moral cultivation of officials to protect the people, but protected the people with strict laws.
The little guy didn't understand. He sat in Han Fei's arms and fell asleep quickly. In his dream, he seemed to dream of the story his father told him.
...
When Sikong Yi sat on the bullock cart, she was silent and absent-minded. Her eyes were blank and she didn't know what she was thinking. The bullock cart stopped. Her mother was already waiting in the courtyard. Sikong Yi
Yi Yi stepped down from the bullock cart, but she was still in a daze. Her mother's surname was also Sikong. Because her husband, Xu Li, was from a low background and took his official position as his surname, so his surname was Sikong.
Both his daughter and his wife have the surname Sikong.
This is the same as the descendants of Bai Qi were named Wu An and the descendants of Zhao Kuo were named Ma.
And this fat lady, her background is not simple. She has the surname Zhao Ying... She is a princess. If her seniority is counted, she should be the elder sister of King Zhao. Back then, Xu Li followed Zhao She to fight,
After achieving military merit, Zhao She personally recommended him, and then someone in the government attracted him and made him his son-in-law. Sikong Yi's mother asked, "Have you sent the winter clothes? Does Mrs. Ying like it?"
Sikong Yi just lowered his head blankly, seemingly not hearing his mother's voice.
"art?"
His mother shouted again, and Si Kong Yi woke up. He quickly raised his head and looked at his mother. His mother suddenly laughed. Of course she knew what Si Kong Yi's expression meant. She remembered that when she was playing in Handan, she saw a rider riding a bicycle.
She was also like this when Xu Li, the captain of the army, was riding a horse, carrying a strong bow, and looking proud. In fact, it was not the nobles who took a fancy to Xu Li, but her, so she begged her family to
, married him.
Thinking about this fool in her family now, Sikong Yi's mother shook her head and sighed. She was really blind when she was young.
Mother looked at Si Kong Yi tenderly and asked with a smile: "Do you like that winter coat, Mrs. Ying?"
"She likes it very much, and Zheng, he also likes it very much, and he also..." Si Kong Yi was a little shy and did not continue. His mother nodded and followed her into the inner room. The two sat down.
The mother seemed a little embarrassed. She didn't know how to ask. Her daughter must have been taken away from her soul by looking like this. Seeing her recalling something and smiling stupidly, the mother didn't dare to ask.
No one can compare to Zhao Kuo in terms of reputation, personality, or anything else. He is almost a perfect person. It is precisely because of this that the mother is worried that he does not like her daughter, and she does too.
She didn't dare to ask Zhao Kuo if he liked her too, for fear of hurting her daughter's heart. She could only ask cautiously: "Have you met with Kuo?"
Sikong Yi nodded and talked about Zhao Kuo. There seemed to be light in her eyes. Recalling today's events, she started talking to her mother. Her mother listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and joked with a smile: "Also.
You helped him farm without even visiting the house?"
Sikong Yi lowered his head again and shouted: "Mother~~"
After all, Sikong Yi's mother has experience. When she heard this, she immediately felt that there was something wrong, and she felt relieved. Because of her engagement with Zhao Kuo, Sikong Yi has not been married so far, and she is not young anymore.
People of the same age already had children, and there were people who came to matchmaking before, but Xu Li told them that after his daughter got engaged to Ma Fujun, no one dared to come to matchmaking anymore, and even the neighbors became much more polite.
When King Zhao found out about this, he called him into the palace to ask about these things and wanted to promote Xu Li. But what made Mrs. Sikong angry was that this fool actually refused. He said angrily: I told others about the engagement.
The reason for this was because it was an agreement between Gu Ma Fujun and I. I never thought about getting promoted or getting any benefits because of this matter.
King Zhao was scolded, angrily drove Xu Li away, and never mentioned the matter again.
While mother and daughter were chatting, Xu Li came back. Si Kong Yi hurriedly greeted his father and went to cook again. Xu Li looked a little tired, sitting on the bed, taking off his shoes, rubbing his feet,
Mrs. Sikong sat next to him and whispered: "Yi went to visit Mrs. Ying in Mafu today, and also met with Kuo."
"Oh? I originally wanted to go to the horse service, but you don't know about this flood..."
"It's not about the flood! It's about your daughter's marriage!"
Xu Li was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said seriously: "Although this is the agreement I made with Ma Fujun, but now that Ma Fujun is gone, if Kuo doesn't want to, then forget it... We can't let our daughter suffer.
..”
Mrs. Sikong stretched out her hand and rubbed Xu Li's feet. Looking at the dense wounds on his feet, she asked with some distress: "You took off your shoes and went into the water again??"
"You made these shoes for me...I'm afraid they'll be damaged..."
"You idiot!" Mrs. Sikong scolded her, but her eyes when she looked at Xu Li were even gentler.
ps: Ersanzi, I suddenly received a notice last night that the entire county was without power for a whole day. I stayed up late last night and wrote half a chapter, and then wrote half a chapter on my mobile phone in the morning, and then I finished it... I don’t know when the call will come.
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If the power goes out, there will be nothing we can do about Chapter 2.