Following the words coming from outside the house, Qiu Baocai, who had just sat on the stool to drink tea, choked on a mouthful of water.
While coughing, he knelt down again before he could speak.
Outside the house, I thought of the government servant's voice: "Your Highness, Qiu Baohua has arrived."
"Let him come in." Xiao Zimu frowned slightly, feeling slightly unhappy after hearing the vulgar words outside the room. He didn't know why Xia Chu wanted to find these people.
The door to the study room was pushed open, and a man about forty years old and over seven feet tall walked in swaggeringly.
He was wearing a short jacket that was slightly worn out from being washed many times, his hands were in shackles, his bun was a little messy, but his eyes were like tigers.
Completely opposite to his brother Qiu Baocai, who was skinny and skinny, he was very tall and had a gangly look on his face.
At this time, he was standing in front of Xiao Zimu in an upright manner.
Hold your head high and show no fear.
Seeing this, Qiu Baocai began to tremble again. He hit Qiu Baohua's knees hard from behind, intending to make him kneel down.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Baohua's left leg only bent slightly and then stood straight.
"What are you doing, brother? Why do I kneel to him?" As soon as Qiu Baohua finished speaking, Xin Ya moved behind him, pressed his right hand on his shoulder, pressed down hard, and pushed his legs and knees against his. knee.
Qiu Baohua knelt down with a "plop" sound.
"Damn it, you attack me sneakily." Qiu Baohua knelt down and Xin Ya held his shoulder.
Therefore, he can't get up at this time.
He could only turn his head and scold Xin Ya with a look of resentment on his face.
Xiao Zimu held his head against the pain. Everyone he met since childhood was always polite to him.
Even if a powerful minister like Prime Minister Du was unhappy with him, he still had to be polite on the surface.
I have never seen such a naughty guy before.
"Baohua, please behave yourself and speak nicely. This is the current Seventh Prince." Qiu Baocai slapped Qiu Baohua on the back with a resentful look.
"Why would the proud man of heaven come to this ancient Anhui where people are living in poverty instead of enjoying themselves in the deep palace?" Qiu Baohua snorted coldly and started to sneer.
"Have you read the book?" Xiao Zimu was quite surprised when he heard this.
Qiu Baohua snorted and turned his head away, as if he didn't intend to answer.
"When there was no famine in Guwan, our life was pretty good. Baohua not only read books when he was young, but also joined the army." Qiu Baocai, who was next to him, hurriedly spoke up and answered for his younger brother.
"Brother, are you stupid? Why do you say everything?" Qiu Baohua glanced at his brother with a sideways and complaining look.
"Oh? Which general did you follow before?" Xiao Zimu became interested after hearing this. He had read a book and joined the army, so why did he run away and become a bandit
Qiu Baohua shook his head solemnly at his brother, signaling him not to say anything.
Qiu Baocai looked at his younger brother's face, then at Xiao Zimu, and after a while he said, "He joined the Zhao Jiajun before."
"Old General Zhao has always been strict in his administration. How could you be a soldier and bandit who doesn't understand dignity?" Xiao Zimu said deliberately.
"My becoming a bandit is my own business and has nothing to do with General Zhao. If it hadn't been for the serious famine in ancient Anhui five years ago and my brother gave me a letter, I wouldn't have come back to be in this state." Although Qiu Baohua's attitude He was arrogant, but when he mentioned General Zhao, he still looked extremely respectful.
"Old General Zhao has trained you over the years and allowed you to learn all the skills, just to make you the king of the mountain and bully the weak? I would like to ask you carefully later, how powerful are the soldiers he single-handedly led? I've got the patience." Xiao Zimu's lips curled into a hint of ridicule, and he mocked again deliberately.
"I have already said that I was the one who fell into the banditry myself. Don't put the blame on Old General Zhao. It has nothing to do with him. Old General Zhao has been in the army all his life. Even if you are a prince, it is not your turn to criticize him. "Qiu Baohua was a little excited and extremely protective of General Zhao.
"If it weren't for the people of Anhui in ancient times, why would I go to occupy the mountains and become the king and the grass to become bandits and bully the weak? What I have always done is to rob the rich and give to the poor. I have never robbed the weak." He looked at the people on the seat. The beautiful young man with tender skin and a beautiful face snorted disdainfully.
"Your Highness, this is true. Although Baohua became a bandit, if he hadn't helped the villagers, many more people would have died in ancient Anhui in the second year after the famine broke out." Qiu Baocai wiped it off. Tears, begging for mercy for my brother.
"You get up first." Xiao Zimu said warmly to Qiu Baocai with emotion in his heart.
"Your Highness, if I hadn't sent a letter asking him to come back, he would have had some military exploits in the Zhao Army during those years. If he was lucky enough not to die in battle, he would have enjoyed the glory after he retired. It was me who harmed him." Qiu Baocai's voice was choked with sobs. Blame yourself.
"Brother, it's none of your business. I want to stay here." Qiu Baohua saw his brother sobbing and wanted to step forward to comfort him. Unfortunately, he was forced to kneel down and had shackles on his hands. He could only say something nice and angry. Coaxed up.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Zimu was touched in his heart.
The tough guy's tenderness is particularly touching.
"Both of you, get up." Xiao Zimu glanced at Xin Ya after he finished speaking.
Xin Ya let go of his hand, and Qiu Baohua stood up immediately. Seeing that his brother was still kneeling, he shrugged him with his shoulders.
Qiu Baocai glanced at Xin Ya and stood up tremblingly.
"Qiu Baohua, according to what you said, if ancient Anhui had enough food and clothing, would you still be a bandit?" Xiao Zimu glanced at the arrogant Qiu Baohua and asked.
"If that's the case, why would I want to do something like a mountain bandit?" Qiu Baohua tilted his head, as if it was a matter of course.
When Qiu Baocai heard that he called himself Lao Tzu again, he slapped him again.
"I will solve the famine issue in ancient Anhui. As for you, if you promise me one thing, you can forget about the past." Xiao Zimu looked at Qiu Baohua, with a gentle face and a soft tone.
"What's the matter?" For the first time since he entered the house, Qiu Baohua didn't shout at the top of his voice. Instead, he asked carefully. But after a moment, he suddenly realized: "Do you want me to take you up the mountain to suppress the bandits? This I can't do such a thing as betraying my brother."
Xiao Zimu actually laughed when he heard this.
This smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Both brothers were stunned for a moment.
"I don't plan to lead people to suppress the bandits. On the contrary, I am also going to give you a sum of money to set up camp on that mountain." Xiao Zimu said with a smile on his lips.
?
This time, not to mention the two brothers who were stunned for a moment, even Xin Ya, who was standing behind him, was shocked.
What is your highness doing
Forget it if you don’t suppress the bandits.
Could it be that he is planning to raise bandits
Qiu Baohua looked confused and asked his brother again uncertainly.
"Brother, what did he just say? Did I misunderstood?"
(End of chapter)