Biography of Qingwu

Chapter 89
Chen Qingwu and Xia Ping were full of wine and food, and fed some food and grass to the horse they rode. They sat in front of the window of the steamed stuffed bun shop, watching the bustling crowd outside in a daze. Xia Ping asked: "The person you are looking for is very important." ?"

Chen Qingwu nodded without thinking, "Well, it's very important. They are the people who grew up with me, and they are the ones who can risk their lives for me."

Xia Ping thought it was good, someone could risk his life for him, but he didn't have such a blessing, so he looked a little gloomy all of a sudden.

"Have you rested yet?" Chen Qingwu asked.

"Okay." Xia Yan nodded.

"Then let's go." Chen Qingwu got up and walked out of the bun shop, went to lead the horse, took out scattered silver from his arms and gave it to the boy who helped her feed the horse, "Thank you, little brother, for helping me feed the horse. "

"Guest officer, you're welcome." The servant was delighted to have money to take and return so much at once, and now he felt that this woman wearing a gauze hat was not so strange, but rather amiable.

Xia Ping felt sorry for the money, and said, "Girl, it's not good to squander money like this. If you're so generous, your family's gold and silver mountains will be emptied."

Chen Qingwu touched her head, she is so cute, "My family has no mountains of gold and silver. This money is all from the military as usual for my meritorious service a few times ago. Then I earn it with my life. Why can't you be extravagant, maybe there will be a sudden disaster tomorrow, and if I die, won't the money be spent."

Xia Ping poohed a few times: "Bah, bah, bah, it's unlucky!"

Chen Qingwu couldn't help laughing, and led the horse to the west. The more he went west, the more desolate he felt. The buildings in the east were well-organized, the crowds were bustling, and there were endless places to eat and drink. No matter how far he got to the West Market, it became desolate, with dilapidated houses and streets. Few people came out to walk around, and occasionally a few people came out with their clothes covered with patches.

Chen Qingwu turned his head and looked at the place he just passed by. There was a dilapidated courtyard next to a tall restaurant. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but looking at it now, it seemed that the restaurant was the dividing point. To the west, it was all dilapidated.Chen Qingwu was very puzzled, and said: "This Moling City, why is the east and west sides clearly separated, one side looks rich, and the other side looks like it's in the countryside."

Xia Ping grew up in Qingli City, and the surrounding cities are all similar, so he solved her doubts and said: "The east is expensive and the west is cheap, and the rich and the poor are divided. If people from the west market go to the east market, they must be Wear some good clothes, or you will be kicked out by officers and soldiers."

"Is there such a thing? All people are equal in the world, and dogs are also eligible to enter people's rooms. How can people be judged by their rich or poor? Poor people are not worthy of setting foot in the East City?" She thought that there was a clear distinction between the buildings, but she didn't expect it to be the rich and the poor. There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

Compared to Chen Qingwu's shock, Xia Bin was much calmer, "I was born in Qingli City, and Moling is similar to Qingli City. In fact, the surrounding cities are similar. The poor are treated unfairly everywhere. It’s not a big deal to rob people’s daughters, if a pariah accidentally soils the clothes of a wealthy family in Dongshi, they will be locked up in the Yamen for a few days.”

The vain anger in Chen Qingwu's heart almost made her roar. Fortunately, there were no people in the West Market, so there was no commotion: "It's unreasonable! The emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Could it be that Zhao's laws are just child's play? What kind of untouchables are not untouchables?" Yes, are there people who are born inferior? Princes and generals are born higher than ordinary people? In my eyes, there is only a distinction between high and low positions, there is no distinction between high and low, and in my city, there has never been any Donggui Xibai! There are three religions and nine schools, and they are treated equally when they commit crimes. How come they are so close to the imperial city!"

People who have been oppressed for a long time are used to it, but it is people who have never been unfairly yelled and questioned for them.Xia Ping took her hand and said in a low voice: "Girl, there are so many rich and powerful people here, don't let what you say be overheard by others, it will offend people for nothing."

Chen Qingwu forgot that he was here to find someone, stood on the empty street, raised his veil, looked at Xia Ping and asked, "Is your home in the East Market or the West Market?"

Xia Bin's eyes lowered, revealing a hint of sadness, and said, "In West Market."

"Then you are also a pariah?" Chen Qingwu asked.

Xia Ping raised her eyes, tears welled up in her eyes, three points couldn't believe it, seven points didn't dare to refute, and it took a long time before she said: "Yes."

Chen Qingwu said: "You obviously don't want others to call you a pariah, don't you? You also think it's unfair. I believe everyone in West City will feel unfair. Why don't you dare to fight?"

Xia Ping became anxious, and said: "Under the regime, the officials protect each other, so there is no place for the common people to speak. We only heard that there was a King Andu in the court who wrote a memorial for us poor people, but in the end it was nothing. It's not that you don't want to fight, under the power, you can't fight!"

Chen Qingwu's heart was both startled and cold, and he felt that there was a burst of anger in his chest that was about to burst out. Under the situation of Zhao's strict laws, there were still people who were treated unfairly.

I can't help but think deeply, who is to blame for this worldly situation?
She murmured: "For a king, the source is also, the source is clear, the flow is clear, and the source is turbid, the flow is turbid."

"Girl? What is clear and turbid?"

Chen Qingwu patted her on the shoulder, walked with her, and gradually calmed down. Anger alone cannot change the world, and it is necessary to find a way to solve it from the source. "I mean, for example, if this world is a river, if the source is clear, then its downstream branches will be very clear. Conversely, if the source is dirty, then its downstream branches will also be dirty."

Xia Ping stared at a pair of big eyes in bewilderment, does this have anything to do with the regime just talked about?

Chen Qingwu sighed helplessly, this girl has to study, it's a pity that such a clever girl doesn't read some books, so Chen Qingwu could only say bluntly: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, you understand?"

Xia Ping nodded quickly, "But why did you say this all of a sudden?"

Chen Qingwu was so angry that he didn't know what to say. The words were held in his throat for a long time, and he simply said directly: "I mean, the reason why there is a distinction between the east and the west is because the emperor is not good, the emperor is filthy, so the world's customs Dirty, if the emperor is a clear and good emperor, then he has human rights and equality. There is no such thing as a pariah or a noble person!"

As she said it herself, she also showed longing, and there will be that day in the future.

Xia Ping also showed a look of fascination, perhaps feeling their expectations, the sky became much clearer, a white cloud slowly drifted across the blue sky, feeling clearer.

"Girl, did you gather together just to overthrow the current emperor? Is that wounded and skinny man, the king's, the one you want to support?" Xia Bin and Chen Qingwu walked side by side, The girl walked really fast, and she fell behind after walking for a while, and had to trot all the way to catch up.

A corner of Chen Qingwu's veil was blown up by the wind, and Xia Ting saw a smile on her fair face. "It's King Anjing. The current emperor is the third prince Zhao Huaining. Do you know how he came to the throne?"

Xia Ping shook her head like a rattle. She was a little girl who didn't leave her home in the West Market. Such big figures were originally eight hundred meters away from her. It was beyond her imagination to recognize these people. How could she know the secret.

Chen Qingwu had expected that she didn't know, so he purposely tricked her, and seeing her shaking her head like a rattle, he said with satisfaction: "Zhao Huaining forced the palace to kill his father, and forced the first emperor to issue an edict to pass on the throne. He won the throne improperly. The king of Anjing is the orthodox one. The late emperor’s imperial edict, using fingers as pens and blood as ink, ordered the court lady Qian Li to send the edict to King Anjing. Ah, of course, and me, I was the one who escorted the maid to deliver the edict.”

Xia Bin's eyes widened in shock, "Oh my god, you guys are such big shots. I never thought before. I never thought that I would have an intersection with people like you, my God."

Chen Qingwu patted her on the shoulder proudly, and said: "Then you follow us well, and you will be a minister of merit in the future! I will also make you a female official!"

(End of this chapter)