Seeing that Lu Bu was trying to hide his weakness, Sima Hui said several times, "Okay! OK!" and stopped commenting, but turned around and led everyone into his thatched cottage.

After Lu Bu entered the thatched cottage, he felt that it was cool. The scorching sun outside was blocked by the thatched cottage. The green grass and trees around the thatched cottage and the clear springs flowing behind the house also cooled the cottage a lot.[]

In addition to a few stacks of book scripts, a guqin and a sword, the house was almost barely covered with walls, and it seemed to be a humble room.

When Lu Bu saw very few books, he was puzzled and asked Sima Hui: "Why are the books in Luzhong so few?"

Sima Hui just smiled and said nothing. Xu Shu rushed to answer: "Mr. He is well-informed and remembered, which is comparable to Wang Chong, who wrote "Lunheng". Every time he read a book, he has accumulated it in his heart. After decades, he has never forgotten a little. Mr. He has read tens of thousands of books, and the book simplified scripts are distributed to students in Yingchuan, and the essence of the book is also preserved in his heart. Mr. He is as profound as the sea. Even if we follow him for a lifetime, we cannot finish it."

Sima Hui laughed and scolded: "Yuanzhi, crazy, don't flatter me, I won't take this trick." It turned out that when Lu Bu told Xu Shu and others the allusion of "flattering" just now, Sima Hui had already heard it and used it here.

Lu Bu suddenly remembered the huge study room created by some artful nouveau riche in the harmonious years of later generations. There were millions of books in the study room, but he didn't read it at all. Compared with the two, Lu Bu admired the greatness revealed in the simplicity of Sima Hui's residence. He felt something, so he recited the "Inscription on the Humble Room" again: "The mountains are not high, but immortals are famous; the water is not deep, and dragons are spiritual. This is a humble room, but my virtue is warm. The moss marks are green on the steps, the grass color enters the curtains. There are great scholars in talking and laughing, and there are no white dicks. You can adjust the zither and read the golden scriptures. There are no chaos in silk and bamboo, and there are no laborious works for desks. Zilingtai in Eastern Wu and Ziyunting in Western Shu. Confucius said: "Why are there so ugly?"

Because Zhuge Liang was still a child, he changed "Nanyang Zhuge Lu" to "Eastern Wu Zilingtai". Ziling refers to Yan Guang, a famous scholar in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He was a friend of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu, but he refused Liu Xiu's enlistment and lived in seclusion in Fuchun River, setting up a platform to fish.

Although Lu Bu was written in accordance with the situation, Sima Hui thought it was written specifically for him, and the whole poem was praised for him, and he was compared to Yan Guang, Yan Ziling, Yang Xiong and Yang Ziyun, the famous scholars of this dynasty. Such stylish flattery made Sima Hui very useful and had a much better impression of Lu Bu.

Sima Hui used to hold the stubborn idea that I would not serve you no matter how Lu Bu looks like Ziwei, but now his attitude has been loose. It can be seen that the wise men in the late Eastern Han Dynasty were still quite honest and simple. As long as the superiors complimented him a few words, he would be impulsive. For example, Cao Cao compliments Xun Yu for "My Son", and Xun Yu has worked for Cao Cao for half his life without regrets. If it were a harmonious period, it would be useless for you to fool him. Everyone is staring at the money.

Seeing Sima Hui's expression, Guo Jia knew that the teacher's affection for Lu Bu had increased, so he asked directly: "I heard that the teacher wanted to take refuge in Jingzhou, but I wonder if it was true?"

Sima Hui nodded: "As soon as Dong Zhuo entered the capital, the military affairs of Sili area and the nearby Yuzhou will definitely be deteriorated, and the continuous wars will inevitably affect Yingchuan. There is no desk in the chaos. I was invited by my old friend Pang Degong and prepared to go to Xiangyang, Jingzhou to avoid the war in Luoyang. Fengxiao and Yuanzhi, are you willing to follow me to Jingzhou? Oh, I almost forgot, Fengxiao is a disciple of my brother Hu Zhao and Hu Kongming (Note 1). You must ask Kongming for his opinion."

The book secretly states that Hu Zhao, whose courtesy name is Kongming, was from Yingchuan, was a famous hermit and calligrapher. He was 20 years older than Zhuge Liang, who was the other person with Kongming, and died 16 years later than Zhuge Liang, and was 89 years old. Hu Zhao lived in seclusion for a long time in the mountains and did not serve in his life. Later, he avoided chaos in Jizhou. Yuan Shao conquered him, but refused to submit, and returned home. Cao Cao asked him many times, but Hu Zhao had no choice but to meet Cao Cao. However, after he arrived, he was wild and had no military use for the country, and still begged to return.

Cao Cao had to say with regret: "Everyone has ambition, comes from different interests, and is elegant and righteous, and does not surrender each other." Hu Zhao lived in Luhun Mountain, opened a school, and was famous. Many children of aristocratic families came to study. Among these people, the most famous one was Sima Yi, aristocratic family in Wen County, Henan Province. Hu Zhao knew people with a wise and wise mind, and had great talent and strategy. He expected that this person would achieve great achievements in the future, so he tried his best to preach and teach.

Guo Jia smiled and shook his head: "Mr. I want to go to Jingzhou. It is known that the governor of Jingzhou has been taken over by Han Fu, the chief censor. Han Fu is a man with a false reputation, neither has a general nor a political talent. He only gets this important task by relying on Yuan. Under this man's rule, Jingzhou will inevitably have internal and external troubles and will not be at peace. Mr. wants to place his desk there, but he is afraid that he will return disappointed."

Sima Hui was stunned. After thinking carefully, he said, "Han Fu is from Yingchuan and has made friends with me. Although she is sincere and pure, she is loyal to the emperor and loves the people, but she has no power and no skills to control people. She is cowardly and timid by nature, and she trusts others. She can only be a gentleman who cannot sit in the hall, but she cannot shelter the people outside, especially when this chaotic world is approaching. In this way, Jingzhou cannot be left. In the view of Fengxiao, where should I move?"

Guo Jia and Xu Shu looked at each other and smiled. Xu Shu gave a big gift to Sima Hui and advised him: "I'm not to hide it. The student has made up his mind to follow our generals in Zhenbei to Jizhou. Feng Xiao is also willing to follow Feng's former lord. From our perspective, the general not only has outstanding martial arts, but also has exquisite literary talent. What is even more commendable is that the general has a loving heart for the people. Because he felt that the world was about to be in chaos, he dispersed all his family's wealth and purchased food.

We are preparing to recruit refugees from all over the country to farm in Jizhou. Such good deeds will retain hundreds of thousands of yuan for our Han Dynasty. Students believe that under the rule of the general, Jizhou will be the only blessed land under the rule of the Han Dynasty. In addition, the general attaches importance to education. In order for his husband to come to Jizhou to teach children, he came to Yingchuan to visit his husband at the risk of his life when Dong Zhuo was approaching the situation. How can he bear to refuse this sincere heart? Why should he go to Jizhou with us?"

Sima Huixin was moved, but she was also confused: "I went to Jizhou a few years ago to visit my old friend Tian Feng, and looked around Jizhou. Although the fertile land was thousands of miles away, I had been robbed by the Yellow Turban bandits and the Black Turban bandits for a long time, and the people were already in poverty. Although the late Jizhou governor Jia Cong was good at managing the front and the general was good at governing the future, it would take three to five years if Jizhou wanted to restore the rich atmosphere of the first state of the Han Dynasty. However, Baibo thieves in Luliang Mountains, Black Turbans in Taihang Mountains, Yellow Turbans on Qingzhou side, Southern Xiongnus in the northern part of Bingzhou, Wuhuan Xianbei in the northern part of Youzhou all came to harass and looting one after another. How could Jizhou get peace? How could I feel at ease there? How could I teach and educate people there?"

Lu Bu said confidently: "If I can guarantee that I can pacify the White Bo thief within half a year, pacify the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou within one year, pacify the Black Mountain bandits within two years, and pacify the Southern Xiongnu in five years, may I be willing to follow me to Jizhou?"

Sima Hui was very unbelievable: "These rioters and foreign races have been conquered for more than ten years, but they cannot be pacified. How can you defeat the soldiers of a state? I wonder what wisdom you have to pacify?"

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