Four hundred and fortieth chapters Tang Xia pine tree
"Although my family is in a war zone, my brother and nephew often practice rituals and music." [Inscribed on my brother and nephew's bookstore]
The snow fell heavily, at first there were tiny particles, and then gradually turned into flakes. The courtyard was soon covered with a thick layer, and large clumps of snow flakes were floating in the air.
The candlelight in the room shone warmly, casting incomplete shadows.
The child holding a book under the lamp suddenly shouted: "I can't read the words anymore."
At this time, the sky and the earth were all gray, and the candlelight shrunk to a point in the sudden dusk, and its light was weak.
Sima Lang ordered without raising his head: "Light more lamps and make the charcoal fire brighter."
But he didn't mention anything else.
The young boy reluctantly muttered in a low voice: "Are you still reading?"
Sitting under Sima Lang is a gentle boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. His eyebrows are gentle and his facial features are straight, which makes people more fond of him. He is Sima Lang's third brother Sima Fu. Sima Fang counted his children. The first three children were the same age.
Similarly, the eldest of the following sons are all six or seven years apart. When the eldest brother Sima Lang was far away in Jinyang and Sima Fang and Sima Yi were busy with official affairs, he was often responsible for teaching the younger brothers at home.
At this moment, Sima Fu raised his head from his scrolls, stretched out his hand to touch the head of the younger brother beside him, and said with a gentle smile: "Review for a while, and when Aweng and the second brother come back, we can eat together, and then we can rest.
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Sima Fang was a serious man and did not smile. When the boys saw him, they did not dare to express their anger. Even Sima Yi, who behaved a bit eccentricly, was the same. When eating with Sima Fang, no talking, no leftovers, and no random cutting were allowed.
It was a torture to sit randomly and abide by the etiquette even when sitting. However, in the eyes of younger brother Sima Jin, reading some boring scriptures in the company of his elder brother was almost as good as eating with his father.
"Don't comfort him either." Sima Lang is now recuperating and has left his job. He is resting at home while picking up his old career and teaching Sima Fu and others. He knows that Sima Yi has developed a temperament. In the past two years, the brothers have been apart, and each has had different encounters along the way.
Sima Lang felt that he could not subdue the other party, and it was difficult to get the other party's temper back. Therefore, when he returned home this time, he turned his attention to Sima Fu and other younger brothers, hoping to make amends and take advantage of the next few days of "hibernation".
Years, educate these younger brothers well and prevent them from taking the same arrogant path as Sima Yi. After all, only a few can walk that path.
Sima Lang said coldly: "I'm not at home. If you teach your brothers like this, how will they take the imperial examination next year?"
The eldest brother is like his father. Sima Lang is old and has great authority among the brothers. Sima Fu dare not sit still and hurriedly left the table to thank him: "It's all my frequent visits to friends that have delayed your studies. Brother, please punish me."
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Sima Jin thought that his third brother, whom he was close to, had been wronged. Taking advantage of his young age, he retorted unconvincingly: "If you can't go to the Imperial Academy, isn't there still the Imperial College?"
"Just you?" Sima Lang snorted coldly, making the other party shrink back and dare not answer. So Sima Lang turned his attention to Sima Fu again: "There is nothing wrong with you bringing a book and visiting famous people in the capital.
After all, you have reached that age. But you must never forget your family education. My brothers are naughty children and must be strict. You cannot just treat others with generosity."
"Wei Wei." Sima Fu said in shame. He seemed to be approachable among the brothers, but in fact he was the most irresponsible. He only focused on the scriptures and didn't pay enough attention to other things. He did his best to do everything. So Sima Fu
It was not without reason that Lang blamed him.
Sima Lang sighed slightly. Although there were many brothers in their family, the only ones who were truly successful were their three older brothers. Among them, Sima Fu could only be regarded as barely qualified. The remaining brothers were only three years old.
, You can see how old you are at the age of seven. If you don’t become mediocre in the future, it will all be the result of acquired education.
He has no intention of studying at the moment. Now that his father is getting worse and worse, the Sima family's huge burden will fall on his shoulders in the future. He needs a brother to share the burden for him!
And that brother was also returning home from his duties at the palace. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "It's snowing heavily, go get some warm wine."
Upon hearing this, Sima Lang knew that his father had not come back with him, so he sat still and watched the brothers stand up from the table and go to the door to greet the second brother.
Sima Yi was still a friendly brother and hurriedly welcomed everyone in. After Sima Lang bowed to him, he nodded and asked, "Where is Aweng?"
"Zhi Jinwu has to patrol the palace three times a month to prevent fires and other emergencies. Tonight is the last time. Aweng may have to stay at the North Palace Gate." Sima Yi sat on the table directly opposite Sima Lang, and both of them were
There is a tacit understanding to leave the center position straight.
Sima Lang was alone, and because he was not allowed to communicate with internal and external news in time, he had no way of knowing how the emperor and ministers would comment on Liu Yu's actions today. He first let his brothers go down to eat separately, and during the period he wanted to keep Sima Fu, but the other party refused.
I have to apologize and retreat, and I have to make excuses and write a book.
"Why doesn't this son care about family affairs?" Sima Lang sighed softly, and talked to Sima Yi: "If Mr. Liu doesn't want to support him, can the country reprimand him?"
"There is nothing to worry about at home, so he will naturally do his own thing." Sima Yi said nonchalantly. He did not take the matter to heart at all, but took it away and said: "Liu Bingzhou's statement
It makes sense, Gongsun Zan is far away in the border area, the wind is fierce and the frost is flying, how can the court save him? Even if the two boys Wen Hui and Lu Yu cried in front of the palace gate, they did not offend the saint's wrath, but they gave good words and advice...
Hehe, these two boys are indeed extraordinary, and the secretary prison is even more lively."
Sima Lang asked for details, and he was relieved and puzzled at the same time: "So calm?"
"Calm? I think everyone will have trouble sleeping tonight." Sima Yi sneered, leaned back slightly, and let the servants place chopsticks and bowls on their respective food tables in front of them: "Now the emperor is the emperor.
Use Liu Bingzhou, whether it is to subdue the barbarians, win over the reputation, or appease the people, Liu Bingzhou is far more useful than Gongsun Zan. This is also the smartest thing about Liu Bingzhou. He knows that the emperor can clearly see the pros and cons, so
Only then do you have the courage to let the emperor make a decision... You must know that in today's world, looking at the country, there are not many people who can let the emperor make a decision."
Liu Yu has great prestige among the Wuhuan, Xianbei and other tribes. If the court wants to pacify Hebei and properly deal with the barbarians, Liu Yu's role is indispensable. However, Gongsun Zan is unruly and can only temporarily contain Yuan Shao for the court.
Even if he could be completely used by the court to resist the barbarians, the various misdeeds he had committed in Youzhou would have forced the emperor to consider whether it was worth spending a huge price to protect him.
So this is the value of Liu Yu. He can not only guide the barbarians to remain neutral, contain Yuan Shao, but also appease the people after the war, and does not need to bear any cost or negative impact. This is completely irreplaceable by Gongsun Zan, let alone
Liu Yu was famous in the world, and Gongsun Zan was unkind and unjust in killing the descendants of his mentor. It seemed that the emperor did not need to choose who was better or worse.
But Sima Yi understood that some things can only be done tacitly, but cannot be said openly on the stage.
What's more, just as this time Wen Hui and others seemed to add fuel to the fire, it made Sima Yi feel that Sima Lang's early escape and merger with the state was undoubtedly the wisest decision.
"Mr. Liu can't let go of his personal grudges. Although everything is fine now, what will happen in the future?" Sima Lang said with emotion.
"Whether he has any plans or not, it has nothing to do with us." Sima Yi chuckled softly. He looked at Sima Lang's gloomy look, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Brother, you have nothing to do, why don't you do something with me?"