Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "It's so good..."

He paused and said, "...Ziyou, has Zizhan written to you recently?"

Su Che shook his head bitterly: "Brother...ah."

Ouyang Bian couldn't help feeling a little sad. He recruited old friends such as Su Zhe, Lu Huiqing, and Zhang Dun, how could he miss Su Shi? However, Su Shi never responded positively. When Ouyang Bian launched a war against the Song Dynasty, Su Shi even wrote a letter to scold Ouyang Bian, saying that Ouyang Bian was a traitor, and even drew a clear line with Su Zhe.

"Zizhan, why bother..."

Ouyang Bian sighed.

...

Guangnan East Road, Huizhou.

Unlike the north, Huizhou is already lush and lush everywhere. Oh, in fact, it is also the case in winter, and the scenery of the four seasons has not changed.

A spring rain suddenly came, and the dense drizzle drizzle drizzled in the mountains. In the lush mountains, a master and a servant advanced high and a shorter pace.

Even in the southern country, the spring rain was still cold, but the owner didn't care at all. Although the spring shirt was half wet, he was still watching everywhere with great enthusiasm.

"Don't listen to the sound of leaves hitting through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat can last for the rest of your life.

The chilly spring breeze sobered up, and the hills shone slightly, but they were greeted by the slanting hills. Looking back, when you are in a bleak place, you will be back, there will be no wind, rain or sunshine..."

The chanting sounds cold and free, without any resentment.

"...Haha, Ji Mo's poem is really free and easy, especially in this situation, which is even more extraordinary!"

"master."

The young slave whispered.

"Um?"

The master nodded lightly.

"Master, you miss Mr. Ouyang so much and talk about him every day. Why did you not want to reply to him after he sent you such a letter?"

"Nonsense, how could I, Su Shi, miss that traitor!"

The servant couldn't help but smile bitterly and stopped talking.

But Su Shi was extremely angry: "I originally thought he was an unparalleled country and would do his best for the Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, he would betray this country and even do things to deceive his subordinates and destroy his ancestors. Not only did he surrender to the enemy country, but he also even acted as a deceiving emperor, and drove His Majesty to Jiangnan. Such a traitor, hum!"

The servant sighed and said, "Master, you are patriotic, but the court has long been in chaos. The loyal ministers were excluded, but the villain stood proudly above the court, covering the sky with one hand. Master, you are loyal to Your Majesty, but so what? When you sent the old master's coffin back to your hometown, someone slandered you for taking bribes everywhere. The investigation failed, so he fabricated the Wutai poem case. Your Majesty did not defend you at all. Over the years, you have been demoted from Huangzhou to Xuzhou, from Xuzhou to Huzhou, and then to Huizhou, the wild land, and have been demoted from the farther and farther away. This court is better than rebel!"

Su Shi opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

The servant said again: "The second master is a wise man. He knows that such a court is no longer helpful. He followed Mr. Ouyang and is now the prime minister of the Xia Dynasty. I heard that the wise king in the Daxia court is in the court, and the gentleman is in the Yu Dynasty, as well as Mr. Zhang, Mr. Lu and others, are all important officials of the court. Your same age is basically in the Daxia court now. Doesn't this mean anything?"

Su Shi sighed: "Ji Mo became the emperor, of course it is a good thing for the people of the world, but Renzong, Yingzong and the current emperor are as kind as a mountain to Su. How could Su betray them?"

The servant sighed and stopped talking about this matter, changing the subject: "Master, what do you want to eat today?"

Su Shi thought for a while and said, "I just want to eat mutton."

The servant sighed again: "Huizhou is far away from the north, and it is impossible to get out of the sea. Where can sheep come in? Do you like to eat local sheep? Even if a few of them come, it is not our turn to buy..."

When the servant saw Su Shi with regret, he quickly said, "...Let me do this, I'll go to the market to see if there are any sheep and scorpions sold."

Su Shi happily said: "The sheep and scorpion are so good, hurry up, let's take two steps!"

In fact, I was lucky enough to buy a pair of sheep scorpions. Su Shi quickly went home with his servant to cook. With a few taels of local wine, he had a good time. After eating, Su Shi, who was slightly drunk, put on the paper.

“Hello Ji Moan:

Huizhou's market is deserted, but it still kills a sheep every day, so it dares not compete with the officials to buy it. At that time, the butcher asks the butcher to buy its spine and ears.

There is also a tiny meat between the bones, which is cooked and heated (if you don’t get it out of heat, you will hold the water and don’t dry it).

Soak the wine, lightly roast the salt and eat it slightly. After picking it all day long, you will get two or three between the willingness, and you will like it.

If you eat crab claws, you will eat them every few days, and you will feel that it will be supplemented.

In the third year of Ji Mo, the canteen chef, who ate the food without teeth but cannot get bones, how could he know this taste?

The playful book is left on this paper, even if it is a playful word, it can be used.

However, if this is true, the dogs will be unhappy..."

After writing, the servant asked, "Master, can you send it?"

Su Shi shook his head: "Put it away after blowing it dry."

After saying that, he staggered and lay down.

The servant sighed secretly, looking at the casual handwriting on the paper, tears fell down.

The writing of Su Shi seems to be elegant, but the embarrassment is visible at a glance.

There is only one sheep sold in Huizhou every day, so he dare not compete with those people, so he can only buy a sheep skeleton rack and find out how to eat sheep skeleton rack. It is delicious, but it is better than mutton. Su Shi even joked that "the dogs will be unhappy." After eating the shredded meat on the sheep bones, can the dog be happy?

I remembered that the master was also a noble Censor in Bianjing City. Even before he passed the imperial examination, he was a distinguished guest in Ouyang Bian Mansion. Master Ouyang could enjoy it very much. He was a rich and frugal person. When did he suffer such a crime? I didn’t expect that those who were displaced over the years could not even eat mutton.

Also, the wandering along the way was not even a young master. He was hungry and cold on the road, and died before he was over one year old!

The master seems to be living a leisurely life now, but he can understand the depression in his heart. He also sits in poems every day, but he often reads the poems of Mr. Ouyang. He wrote many things, but he is unwilling to send them, and he doesn't even reply to the letters from the second master.

Snoring sounds came from the thatched hut, and Su Shi slept very sweetly. The servant shook his head and said that he would not have enough insomnia for another night after not having enough wine.

On the way of exile, the master's master's master's master's works are like stars, but the suffering of life is like a maggot on his bones, and the suffering comes from the great man named Zeng Bu.

"Bah! Treacherous minister!"

The servant spat hard.

"It would be great if the master was willing to go to Xixia. With the friendship between the master and Mr. Ouyang, I am afraid that he would have to be directly given to the prime minister?"

The servant thought beautifully.
Chapter completed!