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Chapter 398
"Let's go, you and I are covered in muddy water, go into the city to take a bath...I'm tired of hanging out with these soldiers every day."

Jia Sidao pulled the rope beside the case, the bell outside the corridor rang twice, and Gui Hepu trotted over to probe.

"Aron."

"Call Mr. Shang Yaozhou to bathe and eat in Ezhou City."

"Yes." Guihepu glanced at Li Xia, and said in a small way: "Ah Lang really attaches great importance to Li Langjun..."

"Get out." Jia Sidao scolded, "He won't do what you do."

Guihepu smiled openly, turned around and ran away.

"Talk while walking." Jia Sidao tugged on the wet robe, and walked away.

Li Xia glanced at the piles of official documents in the public room, thinking that there should be a lot of useful information in them, but he could only follow them out.

"The battle in Chengdu, the battle report has arrived in Lin'an. Don't mention others' merits and demerits, you must have meritorious service, but it is not easy for the court to award you...you are seventeen years old and have no meritorious reputation."

"After the new year, I will be eighteen."

"How about the eighteenth year? When I was eighteenth, I was still walking chickens and dogs on the streets of Lin'an. I miss it very much." Jia Sidao sighed with emotion, and said, "There are several official positions, you choose... Dali's direct affairs, the Privy Council's plan, Storyteller in Chongzheng Hall..."

"Can you choose?"

Jia Sidao scolded with a smile: "Your words seem to be farting. You and I have agreed on how to choose others. We will ask your backer Qingpi to plan."

Li Xia said: "Knowing Yun Lianzhou is also good."

"Junlian? That's Jimi Prefecture, right? It's under the jurisdiction of Xuzhou. You don't have enough official positions, or add a judge..."

"Quan Zhijun is also good."

Li Xia now understands that "Quan" probably means "Quanju", and "Quan Zhijun Lianzhou" means "Temporary Junlian Zhizhou".

Jia Sidao sneered.

"Go back to the center first, prepare for the imperial examination the next year, and then seek to be released after being a Jinshi. This is the way to make a career. In ten years or so, you will be where I am now, do you understand?"

"I still want to stay in Sichuan and Sichuan to fight against Mongolia."

"Don't listen to my advice?" Jia Sidao squinted his eyes, a little unhappy.

Over there, Liao Yingzhong has already come from the corridor with an umbrella.

Li Xia wanted to show Jia Sidao some face, and replied: "I will refer to the imperial examination in the next year, so there is no need to go back to Lin'an to prepare for the exam."

"You just take the exam? You should do the superficial essays. Your poems are good, the classics, theories, and theories... that's all. Since Li Yong is with you, you can ask him yourself. You can talk about it next year after passing the exam."

"Yes."

"The rest, you let Ding Qingpi do the work."

"Yes."

"Read more and practice calligraphy more." Jia Sidao said casually.

Over there Liao Yingzhong has come close, Jia Sidao pointed to Li Xia and said, "That's the little monkey, did you see it?"

Liao Yingzhong smiled and bowed to Li Xia.

"Liao Yingzhong, the word Qunyu..."

"Let's go, it's raining heavily, we don't need to ride a horse, we can talk on foot." Jia Sidao bowed impatiently, took the umbrella from Liao Yingzhong's hand, and kept walking.

He was obviously covered in mud, but he wanted to hold a small umbrella, and he didn't know what he was covering.

Li Xia rode his horse all the way and crossed the river again. Anyway, he was drenched, and it made no difference whether he wore an umbrella or not.

A group of people brought only two guards and went straight out of the barracks without wearing official uniforms.

Now the Song Army's navy is across the Yangtze River, and they are heading to Ezhou City south of the Yangtze River.

Looking back, you can still see a huge reef named "Longpanji" more than two hundred steps away from the shore. The stone is winding and looks like a golden dragon.

"Can you see Fanchuan, which is hundreds of miles away to the west? On the west mountain, there is the Summer Palace of the King of Wu built on the mountain. It was the place where Sun Quan spent summer and studied during the Three Kingdoms period. It should have been the Xishan Temple in the Jin Dynasty."

Li Xia turned her head to look, and saw that the West Mountain was rising up from the Yangtze River, forming a beautiful landscape painting.

"Ezhou is a good place."

"That's right." Jia Sidao laughed, "From the west mountain to the north, you can see the Red Cliff battlefield on the other side of the Yangtze River. The so-called 'Are heroes really escaping the heat? Looking at Chibi from a distance is like a fierce soldier!' is fascinating!"

It was raining heavily and the river was rushing behind him. Jia Sidao's voice was loud and high-spirited.

"Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, and Sun Zhongmou is here...Xin Qiji's words are wrong, as long as Zhou Gongjin is alive, why worry about not having Sun Zhongmou?!"

Li Xia asked, "Mr. Jia wants to compare himself to Zhou Gongjin?"

"Zhou Gongjin has no life. But if the Mongolian army dares to cross the Yangtze River, let him be wiped out with masts and sculls."

"It's a pity that Sun Zhongmou couldn't succeed in the Northern Expedition."

"You don't understand... After entering Ezhou City, I will tell you why the Northern Expedition is not allowed."

Jia Sidao seemed to have endless energy.

He had already talked with Li Xia about many things today, from the situation in the Northland to seeking an acquaintance, from the official circles in the Southwest to Li Xia's personal future. tired face.

In this point, Jia Sidao is much better than Pu Zezhi.

Pu Zezhi commanded [-] troops and had to do it himself, and he was almost exhausted, but Jia Sidao was like strolling in the garden, laughing and playing every day, and he could leave the military affairs at any time to enjoy himself.

Li Xia just took a quick glance, only to see that there are nearly a hundred people behind him, and they are doing things in an orderly manner...

It was muddy all the way, and when they entered the city, they were even more miserable.

Jia Sidao, however, remained calm, walking slowly with a small umbrella in his hand, pointing out the scenery on the street with Li Xia.

"It's raining continuously, Fancheng will win the first battle, but there are a lot fewer little ladies on the road. I heard that the little ladies in Chengdu like to carve small drawers on the soles of embroidered shoes, put pollen in them, and walk with a light fragrance. But really?"

Li Xia said: "Chengdu is only full of bones, there is no such grand event."

"It's a pity, it's better to be in Lin'an."

Li Xia looked around and saw that Ezhou City was still very prosperous. There were many shops and vendors gathered on the long street, and small paper umbrellas bloomed like lotus flowers on Qingshi Road.

Even in the cold rain in November, the ancient capital of the King of Wu has a pleasant scenery. All the way to the south, you can see the Lianhua Mountain in the distance standing in the mist across the South Lake.

Qingfu County and the other cities in the Northland are far from being so prosperous.

Qingfu is a small county in the southwestern border, so there is nothing to say; Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou governed the people in an orderly manner, but compared with Ezhou City, Kaifeng and Bozhou can only be described as "people's livelihood is in decline".

Even so, Jia Sidao still misses the prosperity of Lin'an.

"Jia Xianggong just said that he has entered the city and why can't he go to the Northern Expedition?"

"We'll talk about it later, just look at that little lady, she's slim and slim."

Jia Sidao didn't wear official robes, and didn't look like an important official in the court at all. He pulled Li Xia and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful woman, don't you..."

"Wu Na Niao Si! Who are you referring to?!" A sudden shout came from across the street.

Five or six young men were standing outside a rouge shop, and rushed up to Jia Sidao, pointing and cursing.

Li Xia's eyes fell, and he saw the three small characters "Loyalty Society" embroidered on the lapel of a young man.

He scanned again, and soon found that these teenagers were Lianjiazi, and their martial arts might not be very high, they were probably similar to those of Yinglue Society.

In the Song Dynasty, there were a lot of folks who fought with fists and sticks. They used to clamor to regain Yanyun, and later clamored to restore the rivers and mountains to the north. Even though the court had given up their thoughts, the voices of the people continued unabated.

People in the Song Dynasty also like to form associations, such as the "Qiyun Society" for cuqiu, the "Yunyun Society" for singing, and the "Jiaodai Society" for sumo wrestling. Even those who only like tattoos can form a "Jinti Society"... …

In short, there are many messy societies among the people.

Li Xia didn't want to provoke these people. Loyalty and infidelity were another matter. At first glance, these young men looked like the kind of idle rich children who usually had nothing to do. They danced with guns and sticks and called themselves heroes.

He had heard a saying before, "The black boss is also afraid of the young", which meant that there was no need to have the same knowledge as this kind of fluffy boy.

Unexpectedly, Jia Sidao, the Prime Minister of the country, insisted on scolding him back.

"What's wrong with her? Need you little beasts?"

"You old pickle, how dare you answer? Poke you, you old naked!"

"Has the milk smell gone from the mouth of the little rascal? I think it's ridiculous to see the lanugo hair on your head. How dare you play tricks in front of me?!"

Jia Sidao's skill in cursing is not weak, he strode forward, pointed at these young men and cursed them out loud.

There is also a faint look of excitement.

"What do you want?!"

"Just make noise, I'm not as happy as your mother! Fight!"

"This old crappy third wife plays the bird! Call him two ha!"

"..."

"It's done!"

"Poke him! It's done..."

"Boom!" With a loud noise, a young man rushed forward and punched Jia Sidao, and then two guards rushed up and beat the group of young men.

"Damn it, don't show your identity, don't call someone! Beat up these grandchildren!" Jia Sidao shouted, threw away the small umbrella in his hand, and rushed forward first.

……

Li Xia took a step back and stood under the eaves watching this scene, really not understanding what Jia Sidao was doing.

Anyway, he is also an important minister of the country, and it is a bit too much to be frivolous with a few big-bodied hairy children.

Taking a closer look, Liao Yingzhong was actually having a great time fighting among the crowd.

Guihepu looked helpless, but did not show his identity.

The next moment, there was a shout from the corner of the alley, and a group of teenagers rushed up with sticks.

"Where did the bird and hozen come from, bullying me on the head of Zhongyi Society, brothers, beat to death!"

"Hit them..."

Looking again, there were actually 30 people...

Li Xia had no choice but to rush in and drag Jia Sidao to run away.

But then the stick was swung in front of him.

……

"Who the hell dares to sue the officials, whoever is a son of a bitch!" Jia Sidao took a few more hits, and finally pulled Li Xia and turned around and ran away, but he still didn't forget to turn his head and curse, "A group of cowards called those many people to come and look for you!" Mother, let's go to breastfeed!"

"Still yelling at your mother's old pot cover! Don't run with your asshole in your hands!"

"The one who dared to sue the officials gave birth to a son without an ass hole..."

"I'm going to sue the officials? I'm your ancestor! Looking at you? I'm so naked..."

The scolding behind him faded away.

Jia Sidao was out of breath, but he laughed.

"Li Feiyu... let me tell you... I'm old, I'm old... Back then in Lin'an City, no one could beat me..."

"I think you are aging too slowly."

Jia Sidao glanced back, still laughing, as if he could see the shadow of himself from those young people.

"Ha... I still remember back then, fighting with eagles and running dogs, and angry horses in fresh clothes..."

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Guihepu, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, followed behind, his face full of grievances and slander.

"How can there be such an angry horse in fresh clothes? You were only 11 years old when the grandpa left, and the madam was strict in discipline... I guess I figured it out..."

(End of this chapter)