"Nanyang is the imperial town." Liu Xie smiled, his tone was relaxed and easy-going, and he had a bit of a joke. "But I have never been there."
Pei Qian also laughed. "Your Majesty, Nanyang is not only the hometown of the imperial town, but also the hometown of the hometown of the descendants and the heroes."
Several names flashed through Liu Xie's mind, thinking about something.
There have been several queens in Nanyang.
Queen Yin at the beginning of the country, Queen Deng in the middle, and Queen He recently, are all familiar Queen Nanyang.
As for the hometown of heroes, it is better to understand.
Not to mention anything else, half of the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai are from Nanyang.
"The emperor's town enjoys preferential treatment in taxes, so the people are all rich. In the back town, there are many aristocratic people in the hometown of the heroes. Therefore, when Yuan Shu first entered Nanyang, people were not attached to him. After Sun Jian died in the battle, he had no generals under his command. Last year, he fought for Yuzhou for a fight last year.
The grain road was cut off by Liu Biao, so he had to transfer to Chenliu."
"So, Yuan Shu is not the heart of the people in Nanyang. It is not only a playboy, but also a person in Nanyang has no son?"
Pei Qian smiled. "Your Majesty said so much."
Liu Xie pointed his head slightly and signaled Pei Qian to continue.
Nanyang is not only an imperial town, but also a hometown of the hometown of the descendants and a hometown of heroes. In terms of family origin, countless people can trace back to the beginning of the founding of the country. Others worship Yuan, the three masters of the four generations, may not be able to see it.
Therefore, people in Nanyang not only look down on Yuan Shu, but also on Yuan Shao, let alone Liu Biao.
They have enough confidence to sit and watch the changes of the times and choose trees to live in.
This can explain why Liu Biao was willing to give Nanyang to Zhang Xiu after he drove away Yuan Shu.
He could not control Nanyang at all, so he might as well be a favor and let Zhang Xiu occupy Nanyang and be his watchdog.
After Zhang Xiu surrendered to Cao Cao, Cao Cao was unable to control Nanyang. Liu Biao nominally controlled Nanyang, but appointed Wen to be appointed as the garrison of Wancheng.
Wenpin is from Wancheng.
Now, as the General of the Cavalry, Zhang Ji went to Nanyang with an edict. Can he get the support of the people of Nanyang?
It's hard to say.
But one thing is certain that Liu Biao's ambitions will be temporarily suppressed.
"Jingzhou's household registration is one million, and 30% is in a county in Nanyang. Liu Biao cannot have Nanyang, so his strength is insufficient. He should have been frugal and raised military valleys, but Liu Biao recruited Confucian scholars and invited guests to represent Mengchang. He feasted every day and was squandered his money.
.If it is a peaceful world, it is so depressed and literary. If it is a great chaos today and the court has moved, it is not a wise move, but it is so extravagant."
Liu Xie laughed silently.
Nanyang is a piece of fat meat, but Liu Biao is not recognized by the people of Nanyang and is not a skilled person. He can only drool at this piece of fat meat.
"Besides Nanyang is not convinced, Liu Biao will have another strong enemy, so that he cannot look west."
"Sun Ce?" Liu Xie blurted out.
Pei Qian couldn't help but smile. "Your Majesty said very well. Sun Jian died in Xiangyang in battle. Sun Ce was determined to take revenge and was determined to advance westward. Although this son was young, he was good at fighting and had only been crossing the river for a few months, and he had lost several enemies in a row.
, Liu Biao must be cautious."
"It seems that Liu Biao is incapable of doing anything."
"Authentic, although Jingzhou and Yizhou are rich, they are located in the southwest and can be placed next to them. The most urgent task for the court is to be in Sanhe..."
Liu Xiezheng and Pei Qian were talking about something speculatively. Cai Yan asked to see him. When Pei Qian was sitting, his face turned slightly red and he looked very excited. She was a little surprised. She walked up to Liu Xie and handed over several manuscripts.
"Please take a look at your Majesty."
Liu Xie said that there is no need to read it, but since Cai Yan sent it here, he did not refuse. He looked at the ten lines at a glance and read the manuscript of Guo Tu and praised it: "The article is good, and the calligraphy is also good."
"Your Majesty praised you, I am ashamed of you." Cai Yan pursed his lips and smiled slightly.
"How is your painting skills?" Liu Xie suddenly remembered that Cai Yong was not only a writer, calligrapher, but also a painter.
"It's barely possible."
Liu Xie took a stack of manuscripts from the side. "Then I'll leave this matter to you. I'm really too busy to do it."
Cai Yan took it and saw it. "Is this a battle report to defeat Li Jue?"
"It's not a war report, it's my combat notes. There are some topographic maps in it, but I can't draw them well."
When Liu Xie said this, Cai Yan had already seen the topographic map and couldn't help but smile. Liu Xie's calligraphy was still acceptable, but this painting was indeed not good, and he had not received the true teachings of the late emperor.
"I tried my best." Cai Yan put away the manuscript and turned around to withdraw.
Liu Xie stopped her. "Are you busy?"
"It should be OK."
"If you can't be busy, go find a few people to be clerks and don't carry it alone, it's too tiring."
"Ye." Cai Yan bowed again and retreated.
Pei Qian said: "Your Majesty, I know a little about the way to make maps. Speaking of which, it also has some connection with Cai Lingshi."
"oh?"
"I have seen a scroll of drawings drawn by Cai Boyi at Wang Can, and I have first seen the way to make drawings."
Liu Xie suddenly realized.
No wonder Pei Qian's son Pei Xiu became the master of maps. It turns out that the academic roots are from Cai Yong.
"You don't say early." Liu Xie patted his thigh. "You go to Cai Lingshi to ask for the order. Since there is such a relationship, you don't have to see it."
"only."
Intersection
Pei Qian came out of the imperial tent and it was already midnight.
Looking at the stars in the sky, Pei Qian raised his head and smiled.
After a while, he lowered his head again, bowed his hands, quickly stepped out of the imperial camp and walked towards a small tent.
There was a light in the small tent, and the Secretary of State Resignation Pei Mao was lying in the quilt and was studying.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyelids and looked at it, then turned his gaze back to the book. He took out a cloth bag from the quilt and handed it to Pei Qian.
"Eat it, the emperor is frugal, and I'm afraid there will be no midnight snack."
Pei Qian opened the cloth bag and found a rice ball inside, which was dark in color, as if it was dyed with some vegetable juice.
He stuffed the rice ball into his mouth, chewed it twice, took another sip of water, and swallowed it.
Pei Mao frowned slightly. "Eating too fast is not good for his health." He sat up while saying.
"Aweng, I talked with Your Majesty in the middle of the night, and it was very speculative." Pei Qian said excitedly: "Your Majesty is smart and too much to see. It is truly a person who knows about it. It is not an idle person."
"Is that right?" Pei Mao said lightly.
Pei Qian felt a little embarrassed. In front of his father, he was still too young after all and had never seen the world.
He talked about the conversation with the emperor one by one. When he was excited, his face flushed and his eyes shone. "Ah Weng, it is right that I rushed back from Changsha when I heard the news. When I met this wise master, it is
My great opportunity to Guangda’s lintel in Hedong Pei Family, must not be missed."
Pei Mao's eyes flashed. "How are you going?"
"So quickly summon your brothers to the court, and if you are late, you will be flawed." Pei Qian said hurriedly: "General Zhang Ji, the cavalry, was on his way to Nanyang. The news of the emperor's victory will soon spread throughout Jingzhou, and the scholars who lived in Jingzhou were living there.
The general is like a river returning to the sea, and the imperial court is overcrowded. How can I have the position of my Hedong children? A gentleman acts at the sight of the opportunity and does not wait for the whole day. This is what this time is."
Pei Mao pondered for a moment and showed a hint of relief. "Boy, I hope you read it right."