"He is not smart enough to check the authenticity and guess the depth." [Baopuzi·Qinqiu]
Winter tenth month of the ninth year of Jian'an in the Han Dynasty.
Since the revival of the Han Dynasty, as the various systems of the imperial court have returned to the right track, many of the past customs and etiquette have also been picked up one by one. On this day, the emperor approved the old system that Taichang Kong Rong had tested, and Du Kui was ordered by Dayu Le to
They re-arranged the Dance of the Eight-Yuan Dance and performed it when Sikong Zhao Wen, Situ Yang Biao and other officials visited the northern suburbs to welcome the winter.
In the early winter, the weather in Guanzhong has gradually become colder. The elderly ministers finally finished the winter ceremony in the cold wind. As soon as they left, they hurriedly got into their cars and were eager to return to the city.
Some cart drivers are highly skilled, with whips waving lightly, horses hooves galloping, and the carts starting to move. However, no matter what, when encountering a chariot driven by three men, everyone must avoid the road and lag behind others.
Situ Yang Biao climbed into the carriage tremblingly, and Yang Xiu immediately fetched a hand stove and a brocade robe. After serving his father, he said half-complainingly: "Winter came early this year. With such cold weather,
Tai Chang chooses today to welcome the winter. I really don’t know what those people in Lingtai who are waiting for the winter are thinking."
"Don't underestimate the word 'ritual'. The more peaceful the day, the more important this word is, and it cannot be used to magnify one's dignity." Yang Biao felt the heat coming from the stove, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Recently,
There are many things happening in the court, and you have a flamboyant temper, so remember to restrain yourself."
"Aweng?" Yang Xiu said strangely: "Is there someone who wants to target my family recently?"
Yang Biao sighed: "With or without it, you have to be careful. Now that the Yang family is not blessed by the Holy Family, nothing can be done like before. If you can't make mistakes, you have to prevent others from grasping the handle. In a few days,
In the next year, I will beg for the bones, and then I will arrange a position for you, and I can return to my hometown to teach the children of the clan with peace of mind."
"Has the matter reached this point?" Yang Xiu became nervous and said worriedly: "Some time ago, the country selected teachers for the prince. Everyone in the court and outside the court preferred you, Aweng, but in the end they chose Zhongshu Ling Jia Xu and Secretary Ling
Duke Xun, Duke Xun is a well-educated Confucian scholar, so it is not surprising that he is the tutor of the prince. This Jia Xu has no virtue, how can he be a teacher to others?"
"The emperor's existence today is mostly due to Jia and Xun. Nowadays, Wanduan relies heavily on them in the government. The purpose of appointing them as the prince's tutor is to reassure him and inspire him." Yang Biao looked at Yang Xiu and said to
He is smart and often sees things more clearly than others. Why do you need him to talk about this matter? Is it just to complain?
"But this can't be played with the future of the prince!" Yang Xiu said with a frown. Recently, in addition to Yang Biao, the people in the court who have called for the prince's teacher the most are Cai Yong and Kong Rong. They all have thousands of connections with the Yang family.
Although they are closely related to each other, they are not on the list. Worse still, not even a doctor from the Taixue School is selected. This makes Yang Xiu feel frustrated. Is this the end of Yang's momentum? "
If Dr. Zheng were here, things would not be like this."
Guanglu doctor Zheng Xuan died of illness two years ago. If he were still alive, he would indeed be a suitable candidate.
Yang Biao looked deeply at the son in front of him. There seemed to be thousands of words flashing through his heart, but he couldn't express them all at the moment: "The matter has come to this, you don't have to worry about others anymore. Jia Xu wrote in Zhongshu, every day
He also has to serve the emperor, so the heavy responsibility of teaching will still fall on Xun Zhongyu, so that the courtiers can feel at ease..."
"Your welcome." Yang Xiu responded, but he still felt unhappy.
After the winter greetings, the ministers returned to their official offices to work. Since Yang Biao did not record the minister's affairs, this Situ was in name only. He simply said that he was feeling unwell due to the cold wind, so he went home to rest, and entrusted all the chores to Chang Shi Yang.
As a visitor, Xiu cannot be lazy at this time and enter the palace honestly. He is a regular visitor and needs to appear next to the emperor on certain occasions. At this time, the emperor is changing clothes in the back room, and the servants and ministers are not there either.
In the hall, only the visitor Wang Fu and a few acquaintances looked at each other in confusion.
Minister Zuocheng Fazheng, Wang Can of the Chariot and Cavalry General's Records House, for some unknown reason, was also in his palace.
After the two parties met, Yang Xiu turned his searching eyes to Fazheng and the red lacquer food box placed on the table in the middle.
"Dezu, you came just in time." Fazheng greeted him warmly, extended his hand to invite him to the table, pointed at the food box and said: "I can't guess your Majesty's intentions more and more. There is clearly a plate of peaches in it."
Su, why do you write the word '合' on the box?"
Wang Fu didn't understand and said: "Doesn't he mean to close? Maybe the peach cake needs to be eaten immediately, so I will close the food box for the time being."
"'He' means 'one bite'. Your Majesty's intention is that I wait for each person to take a bite and share the cake." Yang Xiu glanced at Wang Fu with disdain. When he was studying in the Secretary's Supervisor, he often couldn't stand this dude.
, the rest of Pei Qian and others are also willful and wanton people.
"Is that what you mean?" Before Wang Can could finish speaking, Fazheng stopped him.
"That must be the reason." Fazheng said with a smile. He looked at Yang Xiu, then at Wang Fu and Wang Can, and said: "We were all secretaries and served His Majesty. I heard that this time it is
The method of making cakes introduced from the Western Regions, your Majesty specially told me to come here, presumably for this reason. However, Wang Zhongxuan and Dezu came late, and His Majesty was involved in state affairs and could not wait for a long time, so he left a message here to take advantage of it.
I'll wait for the test."
After saying that, he flattered: "As expected of Dezu, I have been thinking about the problem for a long time, but I didn't expect that you guessed it with just one word."
Yang Xiu vaguely felt that something was wrong, but couldn't refuse for a moment, so he stepped forward and opened the food box. As expected, there was a plate of four shortbread cookies, all of which were delicate and cute, and could fit in one bite. Yang Xiu was the first to reach out and pick up one.
Put it in your mouth and chew it carefully. The sweet taste fills your mouth and makes your worries disappear a lot.
"Come, come, come and eat." Fazheng greeted.
Wang Can was still hesitant, but Wang Fu was the second to step forward, pick up a piece and eat it, and said: "It's delicious, but it's too troublesome to make a riddle for people to guess."
"This..." Wang Can hesitated and raised his eyes to look at the crowd.
Fazheng had already taken a piece and put it in his mouth, pushed Wang Can with his hand, and said slowly: "Everyone has eaten, you can't leave any left."
Wang Can had no choice but to pick up the last piece and eat it.
After eating cakes, several people sat down to drink tea. Fazheng acted like a host, greeting everyone and chatting happily. Uncharacteristically, he got close to Yang Xiu, sat next to him, and said, "Speaking of which, I
It may have been a long time since we have been together like this, but I remember how happy it was when we were in the secretary's prison and we all threw pots and composed poems!"
Seeing that Yang Xiu didn't answer, Fazheng continued: "Now they have all served for one party and have great futures in the future. Even Sima Zhongda has had his ups and downs, and now he is mentioned by His Majesty again..."
"Fa Xiaozhi, what do you mean by this?" Yang Xiuzhi felt his temples jump. This was a pain he had felt for many years. The 'eighth secret secretary of the province' back then was either a military record keeper or a local guard, but he still
He is just a regular visitor, which is nothing compared to those mediocre people. But Yang Xiu often prides himself on his talent, how can he endure it for a year or two?
"It's just a casual chat." Fazheng said in surprise: "Actually, I know that you are troubled in your heart. In this way, I want you to reveal something..." Seeing Wang Fu and Wang Can on the side, they both showed curious expressions. Fazheng
He did not shy away and said: "Huanzhi and others are going back to Jiaozhou, aren't they? There are many native people in Linyi. If Dezu asks for help, will he be worried about not being promoted after he comes back?"
"It's such a good thing, why don't you go?" Yang Xiu asked.
Wang Fu rolled his eyes and interjected: "He really wants to go, but how can the Fa family be as high-ranking as the Hongnong Yang family? The scholars in Jiaozhou have a short-sighted vision. Who would be dissatisfied if Dezu came from a famous family?"
Fazheng glanced at Wang Fu somewhat unhappily, but did not refute.
Out of friendship, Wang Can couldn't help but remind him: "The people of Jiaozhou don't have much background. The so-called powerful families are just the Shi family. I heard that this time Jiaozhou Huanzhi tried his best to climb up to Changsha Huanzhi."
The family status..."
Yang Xiu suddenly realized that Fa Zheng was trying to test his relationship with Huan Zhi, and his hands trembled.
"It's just a matter of trying to gain family status. I'm afraid that in order to gain access to a wealthy family, he will do something he shouldn't have done. In the end, not only himself, but also the wealthy family he joins will be implicated." Fazheng smiled and said again:
"This man thinks that he has achieved great success by sending an elephant, so let's not talk about him. Dezu, you can really think about my plan just now. If you think Jiaozhou is too far, you can go to Bingzhou.
These barbarians lack the enlightenment of saints, and you, who are knowledgeable and well-informed, have always been on the audience stage, and you have degenerated your talents."
Wang Fu was also banished to the audience platform for various reasons. Hearing what Fazheng said, he felt unhappy and said with a smile: "The audience is said to be free and peaceful. On weekdays, the ministers of the government and the government have nothing to do.
The door-to-door delivery is also very cumbersome.”
Fazheng said "Oh" and bowed his hand to Wang Fu.
These words sounded like ridicule to Yang Xiu, and he felt even worse in his heart.
In the Xuanshi Hall, the emperor was also summoning the Minister of Records, Sikong Zhao Wen, Chariot General Cao Cao and others: "Liu Bei reported from Henan that the move of the Jizhou lords to Wenling City has been completed, and Wang Ling, Cang Ci and others are properly settled.
With regard to the houses and fields, it is expected that Wenlingyi will begin to show its scale by the end of the year."
Zhao Wen immediately congratulated: "Your Majesty is benevolent and filial, restores the ancestral system, and protects the mountains and mausoleums. The late emperor will have no regrets."
"It's a pity that it's not convenient to make a big show at the moment. Otherwise, we can go to Luoyang to visit the mausoleum." The emperor said with regret. He touched a slip carefully and suddenly asked: "Why don't you send a minister to Luoyang?
The first is to offer sacrifices on behalf of others, and the second is to see the effectiveness of the strategy of moving wealthy people to guard their tombs. Who do you think is the most suitable person to go?"
"It stands to reason that Taichang and the Shimiao Order should go to the mausoleum to offer sacrifices, but since His Majesty has this intention..." Zhao Wen pondered and said, "Why don't you order Taiwei to go to Luo?"
"It is indeed appropriate for Taiwei to live among the three princes and be a clan relative." Shangshu ordered Xun Yu to skip the order of words and agree first.
The emperor did not answer, obviously wanting to listen to all the opinions of these three ministers.
Cao Cao was always wary of the power of the Liu clan in the court, and at the same time he did not want Liu Yu to make this trip. After thinking for a moment, he immediately objected: "The order to move the powerful people involves a large family, and many powerful people do not understand the imperial court's intentions.
Otherwise, if Situ Yanggong goes to Luo to appease the powerful people who have moved in, the resentment of the people can be made invisible."