Regarding the question of whether Xiang Minzhong's granddaughter would be widowed, Kou Ji discussed with Xiang Minzhong all the way, but ultimately did not discuss a result.
When two people quarrel with each other, they always ignore the obstacles brought by their identity.
In front of Kou Ji, Xiang Minzhong didn't have the maturity and sternness that elders should have.
In front of Xiang Minzhong, Kou Ji didn't have the kind of restraint of being a junior, let alone obedient to Xiang Minzhong's words.
Two people are more like a year-end friendship, and they talk about everything when they sit together.
Only after leaving Song Tu and entering the territory of Liao, Xiang Minzhong broke the harmonious relationship between the two.
"There are only two places where the old man can speak freely in his life."
"The two places?"
"One is the place where you are, and the other is the concubine's **..."
"..."
After hearing what Xiang Minzhong said, Kou Ji decisively left Xiang Minzhong and climbed into Wang Zeng's carriage.
He prefers to be with Wang Zeng, facing the dead face of Wang Zeng, and he is unwilling to face the old face of Xiang Minzhong.
Although he knew that Xiang Minzhong was telling the truth, he couldn't accept Xiang Minzhong comparing him with his concubine.
After Kou Ji climbed into Wang Zeng's carriage, Wang Zeng seemed to have opened his chattering box without stopping.
It may be that he has left Song Tu and is free from some kind of restraint. You don't need to worry about being stared at by the Yushi Supervisor, you can speak freely.
It may also be because I entered the Liaotu and felt a lot of feelings.
Wang Zeng's carriage is far less luxurious than Xiang Minzhong's, nor is it comfortable to sit in Xiang Minzhong's carriage. There is no soft fur on the buttocks, and he sits on the buttocks very much.
Kou Ji felt uncomfortable no matter how to ride in Wang Zeng's carriage.
Wang Zeng sat very securely. He opened the curtain on the carriage and raised his head to look out.
Seeing the people in the fields sweating like rain weeding the winter wheat, his expression was particularly solemn.
Seeing the children in the fields running, jumping, laughing, and chasing each other, he gritted his silver teeth and rattled.
His hand holding the carriage curtain slowly squeezed into a ball, twisting the flat carriage curtain into a ball.
"They... probably forgot..."
Wang Zeng turned his back to Kou Ji and said a word without beginning and end.
Kou Ji looked out and saw the people working in the fields, he pondered for a moment, and whispered: "Who knows..."
Wang Zeng turned his head, there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes. He stared at Kou Ji closely, and said loudly, "The old man never forgot."
Kou Ji shook his head, looked at the children running and playing in the fields, and said quietly: "It's almost a hundred years..."
Wang Zeng gritted his teeth and said, "It's 84 years and four months..."
Kou Ji was stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded and said: "84 years and four months, the rotation of nearly three or four generations..."
Kou Ji looked at the children in the field and said in a low voice: "Some old people may remember, but these children may not remember."
Wang Zengyin's teeth groaned, but he couldn't say a word.
Kou Ji sighed and said nothing.
Kou Ji knew what Wang was saying.
Wang Zeng knew what Kou Ji was talking about.
But neither of them clearly stated.
Because that's a topic that makes people feel sad to say it.
"Boom!"
Wang Zeng slapped the carriage of the carriage, and shouted at the soldiers guarding around the carriage: "Fight the honour!"
Upon hearing this, the soldiers quickly held up the guard of honor.
The big banner of Song characters fluttered in the wind, grinning grinningly being blown in the wind.
The people who worked in the fields saw the Song character banner, stopped their work one after another, and made the Great Song envoy of the Liao Kingdom look over to this expenditure.
Wang Zeng saw this scene, slapped the carriage with excitement, and shouted to Kou Ji: "They haven't forgotten, they haven't forgotten..."
Kou Ji looked at the people, sighed, and closed his eyes.
What did they forget
Did you forget that you are a Han Chinese
Have you forgotten that the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun at your feet used to be Han Tu
But so what
Da Song was unable to take back the sixteen states of Yanyun, and only disappointment and despair awaited them.
Eighty-four years and four months have passed since Shi Jingtang dedicated the sixteen Yanyun prefectures to the Liao State.
How many people in the 16th prefecture of Yanyun waited for the restoration of the Han Dynasty, from hope to disappointment, from disappointment to despair.
How many people end up resenting this
That kind of bitterness, that bitterness.
Far from being what those scholar-officials in the Great Song Dynasty could understand.
All they saw was the territory of Yanyun Sixteen Prefecture, but no one saw the people living on this territory.
The envoy of the Great Song Dynasty traveled less than a hundred meters, and was stopped by a group of elders who had thrown down their farm tools and rushed over.
The elders got together in groups, stopped the Song Dynasty envoy, and shouted loudly.
"But the envoy of Song Dynasty face to face?"
Wang Zeng appeared outside the carriage when they were blocking the road.
Faced with the inquiries of the elderly.
He said loudly: "Exactly!"
Hearing the words, the elders hurriedly knelt to the ground, solemnly bowing three hundred and nine.
While saluting, shouting loudly.
"Daliao Shunmin, knock on the Angel of Song Dynasty!"
They shout loudly and respectfully.
But when Wang Zeng heard this, he hid his face in his sleeve and hid in the carriage.
The soldiers of the Song Army who followed on the four sides of the carriage covered their faces with sleeves in shame.
Are they really kneeling to welcome the envoy of the Song Dynasty
Not!
People are humiliating the Da Song envoy.
The sound of the "Da Liao Shun Min" smashed the hearts of all the people in the Da Song envoy.
"Go away!"
In the envoy, some people couldn't stand the humiliation and drove the old men away with their whip.
When Wang Zeng was in the carriage, he gritted his teeth when he heard the movement, but he did not go out to stop the murderer.
It's not that he is unwilling to go out, but that he has no face to face those old men.
He waved his hand to Kou Ji and said, "Go out and stop him."
Kou Ji sighed, got up slowly, and got out of the carriage.
Walking all the way to the front of the envoy, he saw a bearded soldier who was lashing to the ground with his whip, frightening the old men, and frowned, "Stop!"
The bearded soldier put away his whip and said to Kou Ji: "Kou Libin, they have blocked our path, and the humble position is dispersing them."
Kou Ji waved his hand and said solemnly: "Get out! Go to your school lieutenant to lead the twenty army sticks by yourself."
The bearded soldier gritted his teeth and backed slowly across the horse.
Kou Ji tidyed up his clothes, walked heavily in front of the group of elders, and respected the elders with the etiquette of the juniors.
"Boy, I've seen all the old men."
The elders waved their hands and couldn't speak directly.
Kou Ji has been standing in front of the old men with a bow, without moving.
"You are an official of the Song Dynasty, so you don't need to give salutes to the Shun people like us."
"Yes, yes, you are a noble person, how can you give us these flat-headed people a courtesy. You can't use it..."
"..."
The elders were talking babbledly.
Kou Ji still did not move.
"Hey… "
Among the elders, some sighed and said quietly: "It's a doll who knows how to etiquette, let's not embarrass him."
When the elders heard this, they stopped talking.
An old man stepped forward, raised Kou Ji's elbow, and said, "Woah, get up."
Kou Ji slowly got up with the support of the elders, and said, "Thank you, old man."
The old man who helped Kou Ji patted Kou Ji's shoulder, said softly: "Good baby, go and ask you guys to come out, the old man has something to ask him."
Kou Ji bluntly said: "The steward was ashamed and embarrassed, hiding in the carriage and refused to come out, so I sent a kid to persuade you."
The old man was taken aback, and laughed loudly: "This time there is someone who wants face. Just want face, just want face. The old man ran into a shameless man last time, not only did not hide in the carriage, but also rewarded him. The old man gave a whip.
The old man who smoked the whip was particularly comfortable. "
Kou Ji was silent. After a long time, in the laughter of the old man, he said solemnly: "I can't wait to make you suffer. If Lao Zhang remembers the life of that shameless man, please tell the boy, he will definitely do it. Make him more comfortable."
The old man was stunned when he heard the words, and laughed: "This is pretty good."
The old man looked at Kou Ji up and down and said with a smile: "Wah, the old man is starting to like you a little bit. Tell him your name, and the old man can talk to other people about your name and tell them that among the officials of Song Ting, there is such an interesting one as you. Doll."
Kou Ji arched his hands and said: "Boy Kou Ji."
The old man was stunned when he heard the words.
The other elders were also stunned.
The old man approached Kou Ji and looked up and down Kou Ji carefully, as if he wanted to see Kou Ji thoroughly.
After a long time, the old man stared at Kou Ji suspiciously, and asked: "Are you Kou Ji? The one who made Kou Bus?"
Kou Ji nodded and said, "It's the kid."
The old man stared at Kou Ji and admired: "In the past two years, the old man has always heard people say that you are a pure filial person. They boasted that you have nothing in the sky, and the old man did not believe it.
Now that I have seen real people, I have seen you behave in every way to our old guys, the old man believed it.
If you are interested, can you give us the way of Kou Bus, so that we old guys can enjoy your blessing. "
Kou Ji solemnly said: "It should be so."
Immediately.
Kou Ji sent someone to fetch pen and ink and began to write and draw.
He simply wrote down what Kou Bus did.
After handing it to the old man, he instructed: "Lao Zhang, time is running out. I can only write about the practice of Kou Bus. If Lao Zhang is free, wait for me here when I return. I will definitely give the details of Kou Bus's. I will give it to you."
The old man took the Kou bus practice written by Kou Ji, and said excitedly: "Enough is enough, enough, baby. You are a believer, you didn't use lies to trick the old man and the others."
Kou Ji sighed and said seriously: "I just hate that I haven't done enough."
The old man carefully put away the way of Kou bus, bowed his hand to Kou Ji, and said: "You are a good baby, the old man and others should not make you embarrassed. Go back and bring a message for you in charge, and ask for the old man.
When can we people return home? "
The tears in Kou Ji's eyes rushed down in an instant.
The elders shed tears as they watched Kou Ji.
They consciously stepped aside and made way for the Da Song envoy to make way.
Kou Ji opened his mouth in tears several times, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.
He wanted to give the old people a deadline and a hope.
But he was afraid that what he said could not be fulfilled, which would disappoint the elderly.
They have been disappointed for 84 years and four months.
Kou Ji didn't dare to let them down anymore.
Kou Ji stared at them, choked with sobs: "It won't be long... It won't be long..."
The elders laughed with tears when they heard this.
They believed Kou Ji's words.
If Kou Ji casually promised a deadline, they would not believe it.
Kou Ji wiped his tears and gave a solemn salute to the elderly.
The elders all bowed their hands in return.
Kou Ji turned around and walked to the carriage.
The Great Song Envoy opened again.
The soldiers carried their horses and ceremonial guards, and marched step by step.
Kou Ji returned to the carriage and saw Wang Zeng with tears on his face.
After Wang Zeng waited for Kou Ji to sit down, he choked up and said, "The old man has heard what you said."
Kou Ji wiped the tears from his face without speaking.
Wang Zeng said angrily: "It's me who waited for incompetence to keep them out."
Kou Ji said seriously: "They will go home."
Wang Zeng nodded heavily.
The two remained silent in the carriage for a long time.
Wang Zeng suddenly asked, "Why not give them a deadline?"
Kou Ji murmured: "I'm afraid they will be disappointed, and even more afraid that they will wait indefinitely."
When Wang Zeng heard this, he gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word.
Since then.
On the way to Youzhou City, the Great Song Envoy ran into all kinds of people blocking the way.
There are farmers who farm, there are drivers who drive cars, there are blacksmiths, scholars, merchants...
All sorts of people stopped the Da Song envoy and asked about the same thing.
When will you return home
Kou Ji's answer worked in front of some people, but it didn't work in front of others.
Some people pointed to his nose and scolded him, some spit at him, and others threw him with things.
But no matter how these people treated him, Kou Ji was not angry, nor annoyed.
Because he knows that these people are all interested in the Han room.
It was not easy for them to live under the rule of the Liao people for 84 years and still have the heart of Xianghan.
They have grievances and bitterness to vent, Kou Ji can understand.
…
The people who were blocking the road disappeared after the Great Song Envoy entered Youzhou.
It was not because the people in Youzhou had forgotten their identities, but because there was an extra Liao State soldier and horse guarding the Song Dynasty delegation.
It is more appropriate to describe it as a security guard, which is practical surveillance and house arrest.
The leader is Yelu Angkor, the fourth prince of the Liao Emperor who has grudges with Kou Ji.
It is said that after he learned that Kou Ji was in the Great Song Envoy, he took the initiative to ask Ying to come as a escort.
A prince of the Liao Kingdom personally served as their escort. To Wang Zeng and Xiang Minzhong, that was a kind of respect.
For Kou Ji, it was torture.