Spring and Autumn I Am King

Zhao Wuxi never expected that, riding a horse alone, he would be so unpopular.

When he brought Xuxi and Mu Xia to Mianshang and appeared in front of the tidy Zhao's motorcade, they were greeted by a moment of silence, followed by a burst of laughter.

It turned out that during the Spring and Autumn Period, it was very rare to ride a horse alone, and scholars and officials preferred to sit on various comfortable carriages, with dark clothes and wide sleeves, showing aristocratic demeanor. In their opinion, those who ride alone are either defeated soldiers, or embarrassed travelers in a hurry.

Zhao Wuxi understood somewhat why his "son" King Zhao Wuling two hundred years later was boycotted by the nation's aristocrats after introducing the Hu-fu cavalry and archery. In the end, there was a coup d'état and he was starved to death in the city. Dunes leave the palace.

In the morning, Zhao Shuqi's suggestion turned out to be a poisonous fruit! So far, Wu Xie has completely seen through his insidiousness and cunning.

At this moment, Shu Qizheng looked at Wu Shi making a fool of himself with a smile, but he didn't say a word.

"I really need to count the money for him after being sold." Although Wu Xie felt aggrieved, he couldn't attack immediately.

The current situation is that the family Sima, the commander-in-chief of the pawns, does not even allow Zhao Wuxi to join the Zhao team. The three of them can only pace around awkwardly, accepting the guidance of Zhao's retainers and scholar-bureaucrats.

The eldest brother, Bo Lu, is a loyal person. He kept inviting Wu Xie to get off his horse and find a chariot or a car to ride, but in that case, Wu Xie would be taken care of as a young boy who has not yet grown up, unable to gallop in the front line of field hunting. .

The most excessive is the second child Zhong Xin, he slashed the hakama of Zhao Wuxi's lower body, and loudly reprimanded in public: "You bastard, wearing a Di suit and riding a horse alone, is really insulting to the gentleman of the Qing family. , don't get off your horse and change clothes!"

Zhao Wushe was very annoyed when he was accused of being a black hand for no reason, and he became the target of public criticism. But Ji Ying taught him popular science. In the Spring and Autumn Ritual Law, as a younger brother, being disrespectful to an elder brother is a big crime. If the elder brother scolds, the younger brother has to accept it unconditionally. This is the so-called filial piety.

So he could only endure as much as he could, think about countermeasures, and hold the reins and whip tightly in his hands, causing his knuckles to turn white with excessive force.

However, his appearance makes people mistakenly think that he is a stone that anyone can step on.

The Yu Rong of Zhao Zhongxin's chariot was Sergeant Cheng He. He knew that Wu Xie had a very low status in the clan, and was always hated by Mrs. Zheng Shi and Zhong Xin.

He dared to make fun of him and said, "Everyone, the little gentleman's mother is Di's daughter. As the saying goes, if there is a mother, there must be a son. It is normal that Di's nature has not changed. We should be considerate and considerate of him."

Sure enough, Zhao Zhongxin, who was in the same car, snorted in disgust, and the other scholars and officials in the chariot also showed their contemptuous smiles.

The laughter entered Wu-shirt's ears, causing him to feel a tingling pain. In the memory of this world, although his Diren mother is vague, but still holds an important place in his heart: she supported the young shirtless on the pony, taught him to ride and shoot a bow, and helped him in the twelfth lunar month. Sew warm sheep fur winter coats…

There was also that time when she was galloping in the wild with a shirtless shirt, but was slapped so hard by the lady of the house, Zhao Zhongxin's mother, that the corners of her mouth bleed: "Bitch! Di Xing will not change!"

Fragmented memories suddenly emerged at this time.

No matter what her status is, as a human child, how could she let her dead mother be so humiliated?

Cheng He, a sergeant in a lacquered red leather armor, was very proud. He felt that this lowly son of a **** was used to his promises, and would definitely leave in a sullen voice. This way, he could be considered to please Zhong Xin, who is currently very hopeful to become the prince.

However, Zhao Wuxi's answer to him was a fast, accurate and ruthless whip!

Snapped! It happened so suddenly that Cheng He couldn't dodge it, and he didn't even have time to reach out and use his armguards to block it. A blood-red welt appeared on his face without a helmet.

This whip released all the helplessness, fear, and the helplessness that Wu Xie had experienced after passing through. He decided to stop being timid, if those annoying etiquettes come to bind him again, they will all be crushed!

Cheng He was completely stunned, and Zhong Xin was also shocked for a while. Affected by this drastic change, everyone in the team was a little stunned. They didn't even realize that the guard of honor from the Great Sicheng of the Song Dynasty had arrived on Mian, and Zhao Yang's car was approaching.

Zhao Yang, who was angry at the uneven lineup, happened to see this scene. In addition to being surprised, he also heard Zhao Wuxi's voice that was still a little childish.

"What if my mother is Di Nu, you actually underestimate me for this?"

Wu Xie held his head high, pointed at Cheng He with a **** whip and reprimanded: "Do you know that the first monarch Jin Wengong, also the son of the Dahu Rongnv, lived in exile for nineteen years and suffered all humiliation, but he can be regarded as the emperor of his city. Who would dare to look down on him when he dominated the world in World War I?"

"Do you know that my ancestor Zhao Xuanzi is also the son of Di's daughter Jihui, and his status is low, but when he is established as the suzerain in the future, when the power of the Jin state is prestige, who will dare to look down on him?"

This was referring to Sang scolding Huai, and it was obviously intended for Zhao Zhongxin.

I also have to thank the Zhao family tree that my grandfather in my previous life often read to him. I dare not say anything else. Zhao Wuxi can recite the general history of the Zhao family in Jin with his eyes closed.

He adjusted his intense breathing due to excitement, "It is disrespectful to criticize the mother in front of the son. As a retainer, insulting the son of the lord is arrogant. Brother Zhong, brother, I will teach you this rude Royal Rong. It's gone!"

A burst of tongue-in-cheek swords splattered, and Zhao Zhongxin, who has always been proud of his words, blushed and opened his mouth, only to find that he could not refute the first half of the sentence.

The deeds of the ancestor Zhao Dun have been brought out, can you object? Can it be downgraded? After all, all of them in the Zhao clan also have some Rong and Di blood. To despise Zhao Wuxi's bloodline is like slapping oneself in the face.

He could only hold the bow and arrow and stared at Zhao Wuxi viciously, just wanting to shoot him out a few holes.

When the eldest son, Bo Lu, saw this, he quickly asked Yu Rong to insert the chariot in the middle to separate the two younger brothers who were arguing with each other. However, the order of Zhao's convoy became more and more chaotic, and the family Sima couldn't control his repeated reprimands.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Shuqi's mouth, the little conspirator. Although Wu Xie's performance caught him by surprise, no matter what, half of his tricks had succeeded so far.

At this time, I heard a sullen voice: "What are you doing?"

Everyone looked back, got out of the car quickly, and bowed down.

The person who came was Zhao Yang with a frosty face. His beard trembled slightly when he was angry, and the caravan that had been noisy suddenly fell silent.

"It is said that the soldiers of the Zhao clan are the most particular about order, because they are good at rectifying their faults."

"But look at your appearance, where is it that you can take care of yourselves! It's clearly 'unorganized', just like the people from the country of Zheng who were beaten by our Jin army in the battle of Yanling back then."

To actually make the lord so angry, the Zhao clan's retainers were all ashamed.

Zhao Zhongxin gritted his teeth and said, "Report to father, those who are out of order are without shirts!"

"Is that so?"

"Your Yu Rong is not guilty?"

Cheng He could no longer care about the pain on his cheeks, he even rolled and climbed off the chariot, lying on the cold mud floor and didn't dare to move.

"My servant should be damned..."

"What Wu Xie said just now is right, what a lie, it's a big arrogance and a big rudeness."

"But according to the rules of the family, your crime will not kill you. Today, there are distinguished guests from the Song State present, and it is inconvenient to execute the punishment. I will cut off one hundred fiefs of yours first. For other matters, I will settle the account with you after returning!"

Cheng He breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Jishou again. He didn't care about the deprivation of the fief, but was just glad that he had recovered a dog's life.

Zhao Yang's gaze turned to Zhao Wuxi: "As for your son-in-law, on the day of the field hunting, you came here alone on horseback, attacked my car formation, and disturbed my order. Do you know the crime?"

The scars on Cheng He's face were ticking, and bright red blood flowed to the ground, but now he quietly raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhongxin, the owner of his car.

Zhao Zhongxin knew his father's temper. Zhao Yang hated the disorder of the army the most, and Cheng He had already been punished. As the chief culprit of disorder, he would definitely not be able to escape!

In the military law of the Jin state, it was engraved with a knife and pen: Those who are out of order should be killed!

I heard that the fourth sister, Ji Ying, begged for mercy for the scumbag, so that he was able to appear in today's field hunting, but in a blink of an eye, he got into trouble. Although Zhao Yang won't really kill his relatives righteously, a whip is definitely indispensable.

You bastard, before you come of age, let's shovel manure in the filthy and lowly stables!