The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

On patrol in the southwest flood season, he is envoy Ouyang Minzhong, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, who is at the fourth rank, and the deputy envoy to the Young Lord of the Xianhou Mansion. If he takes the title, he will be from the first rank. The title is the third grade.The little Marquis does not put on airs, although he is not warm towards Lord Ouyang, he is not neglectful of the due courtesy, food and clothing, and the people in the Hou Mansion are not special, and gradually calmed down, which made the adults treat him for selfishness and selfishness. The injustice of leaving the post.Everyone in the official post was more attentive to Lord Hou, and Ouyang Minzhong just smiled generously.

The patrol envoy was leaving the next day, and the postmaster eagerly reported on the local flood control arrangements, recent weather and climate at the dinner table.Dugu Mian took a look to the side, and said to the station chief: "Master Ouyang is good at water conservancy, and good at supervising agricultural work. You should listen to your instructions."

The postmaster was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized, he put on a smile and asked Mr. Zhengshi for advice.Ouyang Minzhong was indeed an expert, so he stopped being reserved and asked and discussed seriously.Dugu Mian was not interested in these, and compared the geographical features along the way with the impression on the military map in his mind, thinking about how to march and deploy.Before returning to the court, he had practiced in the army for several years, but he had never been to this land of Nanling.There are many barbarians in Nanling, and the local particularity is prominent.In order to facilitate management, the imperial court mostly used local government troops to maintain law and order, and did not easily engage in airborne.

He was lost in thought here, and suddenly he saw the postmaster stood up and saluted himself. It turned out that he had finished talking about the official duties of the patrol, and the meal was almost finished.

Nodding and waving, signaled him to step back.When the man walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and said loudly, "Wait a minute."

The postmaster hurriedly stopped, turned around and bowed: "May I ask the little marquis what else can you order?"

Dugu Mian paused for a moment, and took a slow tone: "The official station has great responsibilities, especially the land of Nanling. Although the emperor's favor is great, after all, the journey is far away. The station chief and his subordinates are stationed here. Jiamian." He doesn't like to talk about hypocrisy, and he usually has a cold and arrogant look, but he is used to it since he was a child, and it is really easy to do it.

The postmaster was so happy that he didn't even dare to say it.

The young master said again: "I don't know who are the people who come and go in and out of the official post recently? Is there something different? Lord Ouyang and I patrol the southwest of the country for the emperor. In addition to water conservancy, agriculture and industry, we also have the responsibility to understand the customs and the people's conditions. When I return to Beijing in the future, the emperor will inquire about it, so that I can show the scenery of Nanling one by one."

A few words on the scene were spoken so seamlessly that no one could tell that there was an iota of selfishness in them.Lord Ouyang thought to himself at the side: The children of the family should not be underestimated, even if they can be officials, they must observe and learn carefully.

The postmaster was very excited, and he really reported the situation in detail.

When Dugu heard that there was a caravan of Hu people from Xidu staying overnight, he twitched imperceptibly.After asking a few words, seeing that it was almost midnight, it was really inappropriate to do anything else, so he said: "Although a businessman lives in pursuit of profit, he works so tirelessly to communicate with the north and the south, and it is a good thing for the people after all. Please come tomorrow morning." The leader of the caravan came to see him, so he could ask merchants about the way of life of the people."

In the early morning of the next day, because the patrol made the adults sleep late, when the Mu family caravan was about to leave, there was still no movement in the bedroom in the main courtyard.The postmaster didn't dare to wake up the young master, he only dared to keep the caravan from leaving.Mu Qiye read the note left by Song Wei, and was anxious. Being forced to stay by the postmaster, he immediately aroused the vigilance of running around all the year round, and secretly passed on a message, telling all the staff to be careful and not to talk too much. .Those who followed to Nanling were all seasoned veterans. They traveled far and wide, and organization and discipline were indispensable. The leader had orders, so he had to obey them.

Mu Qiye didn't wait too long, and was taken to the middle hall of the main courtyard, where the deputy envoy was waiting.

Dugu Mian pretended to ask something else, as if he casually said: "I have a friend, Song Wei, the peddler of the Song family in Fanfang, Xidu, I heard that he traveled south with a caravan, maybe he happened to be here with Mr. Mu? "

Mu Qiye was shocked, and his face also showed surprise: "Sir, you actually recognize Song Xiaolang, this kid is really tall!"

Du Guqian hurriedly said: "So he is really here? Sincere friends are sincere, there is no such thing as a high-ranking or not. Can you invite him in to meet?"

Mu Qiye said: "It's really a misfortune. Song Xiaolang only came to the city of Ji with us. He couldn't bear the hardship of the long journey. He heard that the road in Nanling was more difficult, so he stayed here. I don't know why at this moment. Returned to the Western Capital, or went elsewhere."

Dugu was stunned for a while, and then said lightly: "So that's the case, it's really not a coincidence."

Mu Qiye resigned, Dugu Xie winked at Mou Ping, and Mou's guard quietly followed him out.The caravan had just left the gate of the post station, and Mu Ping came back: "Young Lord, I asked the two coachmen, and there was indeed such a person. The post servant in the side courtyard also said that he had seen him. The post we entered together yesterday, but I didn't see him this morning. Guess it was a step ahead, and went to explore the way."

The coachman was hired by the caravan after entering Nanling. Compared with Mu Guy, his organization and discipline were far inferior.

The patrol envoys finished their breakfast and were ready to set off.After Dugu waved his subordinates back, he asked Ouyang Minzhong to take a step to speak.

"Lord Ouyang, you and I will go on tour on behalf of the emperor, escorted by chariots and horses, accompanied by guards of honor, for the sake of the court's dignity."

Ouyang Minzhong looked at him, not knowing what the young master said.

"But it also disturbed the people and disturbed the place. The officials of the prefecture and county government knew the movements of the patrol envoys in advance, and it was inevitable that they would take extra actions..."

What Dugu Mi said was the truth.The patrol envoys were dispatched, and officials from all over the country tightened their strings.Especially for local grassroots governments that have a good relationship with the official station, the news is more accurate, so it is inevitable to do some temporary homework and superficial articles.Master Ouyang is confident that with his own experience and eyesight, he can still see what tricks are being used in water conservancy projects.But the tricks behind the project, such as using this branch to collect money and drive the people, are unknown if there is no supervision and inspection.So he nodded.

"I thought of a way, why don't you and I split into two groups. Your lord is in the open, and I'm in the dark. One investigates and the other makes unannounced visits. No matter what tricks or tricks he tries, there will be nothing to hide..."

Ouyang Minzhong thought about it and felt that it was feasible, so he agreed.Dugu Mian left all the subordinate servants to him for pomp, agreed on a contact method, took two personal guards with him, rode on his horse and left.

Master Ouyang climbed into the carriage while watching the young master go away, he suddenly figured out: this guy is actually going to help his own people in a fair and honest way!

Three days later, in the evening again, this official post ushered in a new batch of distinguished guests.Master Xuanqing showed the letter issued by the imperial court, and brought his disciples and servants into the main courtyard. Song Wei mixed in with the team, lowering his head and eyebrows, trying to minimize his sense of existence.He completely changed his attire, and with the dim light, no one really noticed.After settling down in the room, he reasoned that his stomach was uncomfortable, and asked someone to bring some food. He didn't even go out of the room, lay down early, and fell asleep with his head covered.During the period, Master Xuanqing wanted to ask him to sing two Huqu ditties to relieve his boredom, but he heard that he had already fallen asleep, so he had no choice but to give up.

The next day, the woman dawdled a lot and did not leave the station until noon.Song Wei has been hiding in the house, and only quickly followed before setting off.A group of people slowly headed south, looking back, the outline of the official station disappeared from sight, and Song Wei's whole body and mind felt light.It seemed that it was only at this moment that the nightmare of meeting Lord Dugu again did not really wake up.Riding on Er Ang's back, his legs dangled and beat the time, and he sang loudly the wine song that attracts guests in Persian wine shops.

Although Master Xuan Qing is a female Taoist priest, she is extremely talented and learned.Song Wei has no knowledge, but two things catch her eye, one is that she can take care of horses, and the other is that she can sing ditties from the Western Regions.Not to mention his well-behaved appearance and sweet mouth, after a few days, he seems to be a member of the team.

Xianxi's Hu style spread eastward, riding horses, wearing Hu clothes, and eating Hu food were all emerging trends in the upper class, and Hu music and singing were the most popular.The families of princes and nobles have to raise a few barbarian musicians and dancers, otherwise they will lose face.There are quite a few like Master Xuan Qing who are already proficient in rhythm, so they are naturally particularly interested in novelty and unique foreign music.

Song Wei has a good voice, grew up in Fanfang, and asked him to sing a ditty from the Western Regions, as casually as eating and drinking.I had something on my mind before, but now I get rid of the haze, my heart is refreshed, and a cheerful wine song is sung tactfully.The more Xuan Qing listened, the happier she became, so she simply asked Chang Ning to take out the paper and pen tray, and just rode on the horse, recording the score while listening.For a while, there was a cool breeze, the bridle swayed, and the clear and beautiful singing echoed in the valley. Even if you don't understand Persian at all, you can still feel relaxed and happy.

With this as a starting point, Song Xiaolang embarked on a carefree and happy journey accompanying the fairies to Nanling.

Xuan Qing and his party were not in a hurry, and they didn't seem to have a clear destination, they just came out to play.The equipment is high-end and complete, and the staff is quite professional. Two strong women serve the master and apprentice, one servant is in charge of horse chores, the other is in charge of food and beverages, and the remaining four, although they also do chores, are vigorous and obviously It's bodyguards and the like.Song Wei said that he was helping to take care of the horses, but most of the time, he only needed to move his mouth, or he would leave Er Ang behind and choose a horse to ride for fun.Or follow the cook and help make some delicious food.Most of the time, they chatted and sang songs with Xuan Qing, flirted with Chang Ning, and traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers.

He sang Western Region ditties to Xuan Qing, and Xuan Qing also taught him Xia clan songs.Sometimes if you get too close, the slender jade sticks on your forehead, and you will have the illusion that you are being molested by a fairy.Xuan Qing is a very beautiful woman, for some reason, when Song Wei saw her noble and friendly appearance, her eyes were dazzled, she had no other thoughts at all, she would rather quarrel with Fairy Changning, causing her to beat people with a horsewhip .

In short, cough, Song Wei and Song Xiaolang, don't have an easy life.

After more than a month in this way, they entered Yucheng, an important town in Nanling, which belongs to the territory of Jiaozhou in southern Xinjiang.At this time, summer is almost over, but the rainy season is not over yet, and everywhere is green and green.

A great poet and talented man lived in seclusion in Yucheng, surnamed Han and named Jue.Of course Song Wei hadn't heard of it, but when Xuan Qing mentioned his appearance, she was fascinated and admired, he must be very famous.After entering the city, Xuan Qing tidied up at the hostel, brought Chang Ning and him to visit in person.Song Wei has a good image and is smart, and it is convenient and attractive to take her out for social gatherings.

As a result, on this great day, Master Xuanqing talked about knowledge and teaching methods, articles and poems, sang and answered questions with others, it was very elegant.Had lunch and almost stayed for dinner again.Probably in the end, he still felt the need to be polite, so he declined the warm invitation, and with a pair of golden boys and girls behind him, he said goodbye in a graceful manner.

In the morning of the next day, as soon as breakfast was removed, the servants of the Han family sent a message to invite the master to come to the house.The Tao is that the master specially invited local talents and celebrities, and hosted a special banquet to welcome the Venerable Master.Xuan Qing was very happy, and ordered the servants to prepare the horses, dress up properly, and led Changning Song Wei down the stairs.

As soon as he walked out of the central hall, there was a gust of wind behind him, and Chang Ning said, "Xiaoyin, what are you doing?"

Looking back, Song Wei shrank behind the screen, only showing two eyes, staring at the gate of the front yard in panic.Following his line of sight, three people were leading their horses into the hostel.

Xuan Qing remained calm and asked, "Xiaoyin, what's wrong with you? Do you know them?"

Song Wei's brains turned sharp, she pulled her sleeves and retreated upstairs, pleading: "Fairy help me! My enemy is coming, I'm going to die!"

Xuan Qing wondered: "Adversary? Why are those three people your adversary?"

"It's the one in the middle, my deadly enemy! Never let him find out that I'm here. Good fairy, please help me!"

Xuan Qing looked at him: "Tell me what's going on first, and then I'll see how I can help."

Song Wei gritted her teeth, looking desperate: "Since Fairy asks that, then I'll say it. That guy, that guy is a broken sleeve. When he was in Xidu, he had bad intentions and wanted to plot against me..."

Xuan Qing was slightly surprised when he heard the words, and then a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, but it was a pity that Song Weizheng was so panic-stricken that he didn't notice it at all.

"Come with me." Xuan Qing pulled him into her room, and motioned Chang Ning to take out a set of clothes, "You change into these."

Song Wei took a closer look, it was clearly Master Xuan Qing's own white petticoat and blue gauze skirt, she was dumbfounded.

Xuan Qing smiled purely: "You dress the same as us, put on the veiled hat, and ride along on horseback, who can tell?"