On the afternoon of the last day of the year, Shao Xun was still walking through villages and alleys, delivering gifts to the sergeants.
This time is a little different from previous years because there are a few new faces.
The eldest son Jindao, the second son Badger Lang, and the third son Nianliu all followed.
Nianliu is the son of Pei Lingyan. He was born in May of the sixth year of Yongjia (312). He is twelve years old this year. It is almost time to show off.
Jin Dao is the oldest and rides a tall horse.
Badger Lang and Nian Liu both rode ponies. In fact, they were not very happy to come. After all, they had been learning riding skills since they were young and their level was pretty good. However, Shao Xun was still a little worried, so he changed to a pony.
When we arrived at the last few houses, heavy snow fell from the sky. The cold wind blew hard, and the snowflakes went straight into our necks.
Jin Dao acted as if nothing had happened. Badger Lang looked at his brother and stood there steadily.
Nian Liu shrank a little. After looking around, he found his father standing not far away talking to someone. He seemed to be paying attention to them from the corner of his eye, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Have you bought anything at home in the past two years?" Shao Xun looked at Zeng Yi, the leader of the first battalion of the Yellow Head Army, and asked.
The small courtyard of the Zeng family was gradually shrouded in heavy snow. Only the smoke rising stubbornly above the stove brought a touch of warmth to this cold world.
"I bought a bullock and a calf," Zeng Yi said.
"Not bad." Shao Xun was very pleased to hear this.
Cattle are big items, not something small. Shao Xun has never collected taxes from the homes of the Huangtou Army soldiers. For three years, it seems that these broken and reorganized families have regained their vitality.
"Have a good New Year." Shao Xun patted him on the shoulder and said, "I may go on an expedition next year."
"No." Zeng Yi stood up straight and responded loudly.
"Don't be nervous." Shao Xun smiled, pointed at the three teenagers not far away, and asked, "Do you recognize them?"
Zeng Yi took a rough glance through the wind and snow and said, "Just now, the owner of the building said that these are the eldest prince, the second prince, and the third prince."
"How does it look?" Shao Xun asked.
"Your Majesty's seed is naturally extraordinary." Zeng Yi replied.
Shao Xun laughed loudly and said: "I can talk. When I get old in the future, maybe they will lead the Yellow Head Army into battle."
Zeng Yi was stunned.
Only then did he come back to his senses. It turned out that in his mind, King Liang, who was like a god descending to earth, would also grow old and even pass away. This made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Let's go." Shao Xun waved his hand and walked away in the snow.
Zeng Yi quietly watched the retreating figure of King Liang, then took a closer look at the three princes and wrote down their appearances.
A true man repays kindness and revenge.
The King of Liang was very kind to him. If his heirs were in trouble in the future, what if he risked his life to protect them?
Shao Xun came to the third son, first brushed the snowflakes from their cloaks, and then asked: "Is it cold?"
"It's not cold." The three of them replied in unison.
"Nonsense!" Shao Xun laughed and cursed, and said, "Walk with my father for a while."
The snow was heavy and the weather was very cold. The four father and son were wandering in the gray fields, like lonely walkers.
"In October of the third year of Yongjia (309), the Xiongnu troops surrounded Luoyang, and people were panicked. My father left Yiyang with only ten thousand soldiers at that time, and he was really unsure. He finally gritted his teeth and decided to send troops in the wind and snow.
, fought and marched, marched two hundred miles, fought through the siege, and arrived in Luoyang under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of Xiongnu cavalry." Shao Xun walked at the front, facing the wind and snow, and said: "I told my father about this, and
I don’t want you to learn the same way. I just want to tell you that none of this today is in vain. If your father comes from a humble background, no one will bow to you and no one will hand over the power. Without unparalleled achievements,
There can be no reward for superior promotion."
"In the coldest month of winter, it is hard to wear iron clothes. In the wind and snow, my face is like a knife. I am in the battlefield, and I have to open my eyes when sleeping. When I am tired and ready to die, the thieves suddenly arrive, so I can only jump up.
A big cry for hard work. No one can succeed casually."
"Is it cold in this wind and snow today? Tell the truth." Shao Xun pointed to the sky and asked.
"Cold." The three of them replied in unison.
"It was the weather that year when my father and his soldiers fought with the Huns in the west of Luoyang City. After a fight, I was sweating like rain, and then I was shivering with cold." Shao Xun said: "You have been well clothed and well-fed since you were young, but you should also
You know, all this did not come easily. Don’t waste the empire that my father conquered with one blow and one shot."
The three of them listened and each had their own thoughts.
Today's snowstorm really left a deep impression on them. However, in this snowstorm, my father had to face the edge, fight with thieves, march 200 miles to rescue Luoyang, and gained a huge reputation.
All this did not come easily.
"I've met hundreds of sergeants in the past few days." Shao Xun looked at their expressions, nodded secretly, and said, "Why do you, as a father, go to all the trouble and give gifts to them one by one? I've never seen such a heartless person.
It will also touch your heart. You will experience the benefits in the future."
The three of them seemed to have some realization in their hearts.
Of course, at this young age, it is impossible to have a deep understanding.
If people want to grow, they still have to experience things, and today is the beginning of their experiences.
Among these three people, the eldest son Jin Dao is the one who has gained the most.
He had been in charge of Shanglinyuan for some time, and he had 200 soldiers and more than 800 households in his hands. After taking charge, he was in a hurry.
I have made mistakes and suffered losses, and my understanding of the world has entered a new stage. When I look back and interact with my brothers and sisters, I suddenly find that they seem a little taken for granted, a little childish, and not mature enough.
"It's time to celebrate the New Year." Shao Xun looked at the slightly empty wilderness again and said, "If you can have a good time, put your mind down and have fun. After you feel comfortable, you will start doing business next year."
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After canceling the Zhengdan Congratulations for two consecutive years, we will not cancel it again this year. After all, this is a serious political event that can unite people's hearts.
On the first day of the first lunar month, men congratulate each other in Guangji Hall of Ningshuo Palace, while women gather in Zhaode Hall.
As Mrs. Dai Guotai, Wang followed Li and entered the Zhaode Palace in batches to pay homage to Princess Liang Yu.
Princess Yu looked quite young. When she sat on it, she immediately looked graceful and graceful with the bells and rituals.
If Shao Xun were here and saw his wife like this, he would probably never think of a queen or princess again, because the little wife who acts like a spoiled child in his arms every day looks no worse than the real queen, and even looks more noble.
It's a pity that he couldn't see the beauty of his wife in the dark under the lamp.
Before entering the palace, the women sat leisurely in the side halls on both sides.
Mrs. Wang followed closely beside Mr. Li, looking very worried.
"Zhang Zhonglei has taken a bride." Whispers came from the side.
Wang said nothing, but Li pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
Zhang Shuo, the general of the middle camp (fourth grade), was the governor of the middle camp of the Silver Spear. He was an important member of the martial arts group of the Liang Kingdom and one of the favorite disciples of the King of Liang.
"Ah? Why marry a bride?" Someone asked: "Where is the first wife?"
"He died of illness, and he is currently planning to marry a new wife."
"Why did I hear that I was so angry?" Someone said something that was not surprising and kept saying "big melon".
"I've heard about it too. His first wife was the daughter of a farmer from Taiyuan whom his family arranged to marry in Yiyang. After Zhang Zhonglei became successful, he sent his soldiers back to Yunzhongwu in Yiyang to move his family in, and they got married not long after. I heard that
Two sons and two daughters. They have always been in poor health and got sick during the epidemic. Zhang Zhonglei thought she was going to die, so he rushed to marry a woman from a high family, which made his first wife angry to death."
"true and false?"
"I dare not say anything else, but it is true that I married a woman from a high family. People from the Wang family in Donghai have come to Pingyang. I heard that she is Wang Kang's legitimate daughter. She was married to someone else. Her husband died in the epidemic and she had no children.
Youth."
"Daughter? That's no wonder." The woman who said this said sourly.
…
The women gathered together, and the person they were chatting about was a high-ranking general. Mrs. Li listened with great interest, and even Mrs. Wang, who was worried, couldn't help but raise her head and listened curiously.
In fact, she understands it very well.
Although the Wang family of Donghai is not as good as the first-class families such as Langya King, Hedong Pei, Taiyang, etc., it has once been glorious. It married the royal family and was once on par with these wealthy families. However, it has declined somewhat in the past twenty years.
Such a family background is truly remarkable.
Li's thoughts are generally the same.
Wang Kang was once appointed governor of Yuzhou, but he did not dare to take office and ran away halfway.
His legitimate daughter had a fatal attraction for Zhang Shuo, a midfield general named Zhang Daniu who was born in a refugee family in Taiyuan.
Even if the woman is a widow, a legitimate daughter is a legitimate daughter and is more sought after than a concubine who has never married.
"If the Northern Expedition to Xianbei happens next year, will General Zhang still get a chance to fight?" The other side continued to talk.
"To conquer the country of Dai and hold Tuoba clan before him to question his guilt, I am afraid that such a monumental achievement must be given to others."
"It's still a matter of debate whether to fight or not."
"There will definitely be a fight. My husband has received the order to supervise the transportation of grain and grass after the spring begins." The person who said this was the wife of the captain of Du Branch in Bianliang, which is very credible.
"Be careful if your husband changes you." Someone joked.
"He didn't dare." The woman said calmly: "At first he was just a fortress commander. During the Battle of Zhemati, he attacked Wang Zhang's camp and lost all his strength. Later he ran to my father and begged me. Only by marrying me can he have the capital to continue to strive for wealth. The generals and generals under him are all my servants. If he wrongs me, my father and brother will directly take his head off."
As soon as this was said, several people laughed in a low voice.
Li Shi also laughed, but he was laughing at the overall low quality of these military family members, who dared to say anything, and even talked about the generals of the dynasty.
Wang didn't laugh.
Every time these women said something, her face turned paler.
By the end of the sentence, my eyes were dull.
To put it bluntly, before today, she was only eighteen years old, a woman, and her psychological quality was just like that.
When she was in the Cheng Mansion before the Chinese New Year, Prince Liang seemed too lazy to talk to her, and his attitude was completely perfunctory. This made her full of confidence suddenly fall to the bottom, and she felt extremely uneasy.
What Shi Hong'er said hit home to her biggest worry. It has been lingering in her mind for the past few days, and she can't get rid of it.
When I heard it today, I felt even more desperate.
It turned out that King Liang had already made the decision to attack Dai...
What would King Liang do?
Will he join forces with Helan Aitou to send troops? If so, will he make Tuoba Yihuai the acting duke after the event is completed?
If the King of Liang had a bigger appetite and directly attacked Dai State without supporting anyone, that would seem even worse, because Shi Yiqian was not even qualified to be a hostage.
Wang suddenly wanted to cry.
Her husband was murdered, Guangning was captured by Qi's mother and son's troops, her brother struggled to support himself in Dai County, and tens of thousands of people who fled into the Jin Kingdom were crying for food...
All this weighed on her heart, almost crushing her.
She was really out of breath.
"Let's go, it's time to enter the palace and pay our respects." Ms. Li came over and reminded in a low voice.
Mrs. Wang stood up in confusion, staggered and almost fell down.
All the women looked over.
Wang lowered her head in shame. She felt that everyone was laughing at her.
He laughed at her as a daughter of a subjugated country, a rootless girl who could be bullied at will.
Yes, no one can support her anymore, and she is still under tremendous pressure.
Her brother earnestly hoped that she could move in to reinforce the army and regain the two counties.
The son hoped that she could take him back to Shengle and accept the worship of adults from various tribes.
The people count on her to bring them food to survive and a precious place to live.
Everyone is counting on her, who can she count on?
The bell rang.
In the solemn and solemn hall, Wang walked in without thinking.
The aloof Princess Yu, radiant and smiling, how could she be so happy?
Chapter completed!