Four hundred and sixtieth chapters call for children
"In the Spring and Autumn Period, it suddenly stopped flooding, and Xi stayed in this former residence for a long time." [Chu Ci·Yuan Yu]
When Wang Fu just got off the car and arrived home, his brother Wang Duan was already waiting on the verandah. Wang Fu raised his eyebrows lightly, took a few steps to greet him, and said with a smile: "Brother, why are you doing this? I can't bear it."
"Why didn't you go home after you retired? Where did you go again?" After a period of local experience, Wang Duan had already lost his immature look, his face had become angular, and his voice sounded like he was reprimanding his subordinates: "No matter what.
You have to tell your family first so that I won’t worry about you when I’m sick!”
Wang Fu was questioned like this as soon as he came back. He was so happy that he felt like a bucket of cold water was poured down on his head. He wanted to talk to Wang Duan about the promising future he had heard from Sima Yi, and tried to get his brother to plan something together. But.
Now if Wang Duan hadn't mentioned his father who had just recovered from a serious illness at the end, Wang Fu would have almost become angry at him.
"I just went to Xuanping Academy Market to see the excitement. I heard that he is a actor from Yizhou. His accent is different from those in the Central Plains, and I have never heard of the jokes he told..." Now that I have already felt that he is uneducated and incompetent.
, why not just continue acting like this? Before he became a blockbuster, who regarded King Qi as a wise king? Wang Fu didn't seem to see Wang Duan's face, and said to himself. "Their appearance and dress are also funnier than those of their colleagues. When they walk on the street
I just beat the drum and stopped the people coming and going... It's a pity that the Xuanping School City doesn't allow games, and these Yizhou talents were driven away by the mayor after a brief discussion."
Wang Duan listened to him quietly, with no change in his expression. He just thought that he had been taking care of his father's illness these days and had been restrained for a long time. It was nothing to go out and play to release his nature while his father was recovering from illness.
After Wang Fu finished speaking, Wang Duan suddenly said: "You are not young, and it is time for you to experience. When the time comes, I will ask the emperor for orders. First, let you be a scribe by my side, and then return to Hedong with me."
This tone was not a discussion, but a decision that had been planned for a long time. It was just announced in the end so that Wang Fu could be prepared.
The eldest brother is like the father. Wang Duan has always been the right brother since he was a child. However, he was still young at that time and the family was in decline. He needed his eldest brother to make decisions in everything. Now, things are different now. Wang Fu has grown up, so naturally he cannot accept it.
He looked down on his brother's commanding tone starting from the 'scribe' and had the intention to refuse directly. After a change of thought, he suddenly had a better excuse: "Hey."
This sigh seemed both a response to Wang Duan and a simple emotion.
Wang Fu lowered his brows and said worriedly: "Every day when the state sees me, he will ask if Aweng is okay. Although Aweng has recovered from his illness, his energy is not strong. Hua Tuo said that he still needs to rest, but he doesn't know how.
When will it be raised...I don’t know how to answer the country’s daily questions.”
"The emperor really has feelings for Aweng." Speaking of this, Wang Duan's expression softened a little. He waved to Wang Fu, motioning for him to come up the steps, and turned and walked towards the end of the verandah with him.
The cliché said: "Because of this, we should work more diligently on the king's affairs. This time when we return to Hedong, you..."
"Brother!" Wang Fu suddenly shouted.
Wang Duan's words were abruptly interrupted by his younger brother, who was stunned and looked at him in surprise.
"My parents are here and they are not traveling far away. If you and my brothers are gone, who can stay with Aweng to take care of him?" Wang Fu seemed to be extremely worried about this matter.
Wang Duan's thoughts were temporarily disrupted by the other party. He thought about it. When his father was seriously ill at the beginning of the year, he was far away in Hedong. Thanks to Wang Fu, he traveled back and forth to serve him personally. Now, after his father's serious illness, he became weaker and older.
When you grow up, you have to have children around you no matter what.
But he also thought that the imperial war was imminent, and the emperor intended to let his brothers join the military force with Liu Yu, the governor of Bingzhou. This kind of special opportunity was really rare and should be cherished. Wang Duan could not bear to achieve fame by himself, leaving Wang Fu alone.
He missed the opportunity by staying in Chang'an, so he hesitated and said, "With your brother and sister-in-law here, I'll be safe."
"How can a daughter-in-law be compared to a son?" At this point, Wang Fu suddenly remembered that his sister-in-law Mi Zhen was the sister of Jun Shu Ling Mi Zhu.
Almost half of the imperial court's financial plan. When the emperor went to the east, Mi Zhu must stay in Chang'an with Taicang Ling and others, and be responsible for the dispatch of food and fodder for the army. I have this relationship with him, and with his help, the possibility of success is very high.
It will become huge!
Wang Fu's desire to stay in Chang'an became more and more urgent. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and kept his tone deliberately calm: "My brother and sister-in-law are women after all. It is very inconvenient to receive foreign guests."
Although women in this era were not unable to show their faces, wives and daughters could not see their foreign men casually. Often, only when two families had a close relationship would one party call his wife and daughter out to entertain friends.
Wang Duan also considered this, thought about it over and over, and finally lowered his head in front of filial piety. He stopped, turned around and faced Wang Fu who was following him, reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, and sighed softly.
He said guiltily: "My responsibilities must not be abandoned lightly, nor can I live up to the king's order... Aweng's body has to be left to your care."
"It's natural. Brother, don't you know that I'm never confused when it comes to big things!" Although Wang Fu didn't know where the guilt in Wang Duan's tone came from, he still clearly heard the compromise in Wang Duan's words.
"Since you are the secretary, you should accompany His Majesty." Wang Duan suddenly reminded: "If you want to stay in Chang'an, remember to report in advance."
"I know that if the country is benevolent, it will definitely be approved!" Wang Fu said with confidence. Anyway, there will be so many secretaries and supervisors following him. There will be many capable people among them, and he will be missing a lot. And in his eyes, the emperor seems to be the emperor.
I rarely spoke harshly to him for any reason.
Wang Duan looked at the relieved Wang Fu and mistakenly thought that the other man was still thinking about his father's body. He completely ignored that at the beginning he had questioned Wang Fu about not returning home after he retired. Wang Duan thought that he knew his brother's character well.
After Wang Fu knew what he would miss by staying in Chang'an, there would be another setback, so he simply hid his guilt in his heart, just waiting to make up for him one day.
Things turned out as Wang Fu expected. After hearing Wang Fu's request, the emperor agreed without hesitation and even gave a few words of comfort: "It's rare to see you so filial. How could I not fulfill your wish?"
?You don’t have to stay in the palace for a long time these days, leave early and serve in front of the bed."
"I promise." Wang Fu stood up and agreed.
The rest of the secretaries and supervisors standing in the hall, including Wang Can, Sun Meng, Pei Qian, Zhuge Liang, etc., also turned their attention to Wang Fu with different expressions, ranging from regret and pity to gloating and complicated contemplation.
The emperor also looked at him deeply and asked again: "You went to see Sima Zhongda yesterday. Do you know how he is doing now?"
Wang Fu averted his eyes with a guilty conscience, remembering Sima Yi wearing single clothes and teaching his younger brothers, and whispered: "My body is fine, but I lack energy and my head is dizzy. I fell sleepy after saying a few words."
"Oh." As long as he doesn't admit it, no matter how good the doctor is, he can't diagnose whether he really has a headache or drowsiness. The emperor chuckled inwardly and responded casually: "The imperial doctor also said so. There are few medicines to treat this disease.
Go to his house and make a clear statement for me, so that he can rest more and think less."