Yang Biao opened the tent and walked in. Situ Zhao Wen raised his head in surprise and quickly hid a small wine bottle in his sleeve.
Yang Biao glanced at him, couldn't help laughing, and waved the small wine bottle in his hand.
"Don't worry, I don't care about you."
Zhao Wen smiled to himself and took out the small wine bottle. "I didn't expect that there is such wine in Hedong, haha."
Yang Biao sat down, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and spread it in front of Zhao Wen. "If I were not like you, I would definitely share the good things. Well, my son Dezu shared a rabbit with the wild animals hunted by the Tiger Guards.
leg."
Zhao Wen was surprised and happy. He put down the small wine bottle, rolled up his sleeves, reached out and tore off a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing.
The Pei family also prepared meat for dinner, but the quantity was too small, and it had only symbolic meaning, making it unsatisfactory.
Even if the Pei family had a small amount of assets, they could not afford to supply an army of tens of thousands. Perhaps Pei Mao felt embarrassed, so he secretly gave some special products to the ministers afterwards, and one of them was the small wine flask in their hands.
"Mr. Wen, you have a good son." Zhao Wen said while eating: "It's not easy to get to know Huben's ministers so well."
"Why is it so difficult?" Yang Biao disagreed. "Just treat each other calmly, don't use your power to bully others, and don't make false claims."
Zhao Wen looked at Yang Biao and reached out to grab the entire rabbit leg. "In that case, this rabbit leg belongs to me. You can ask for it tomorrow."
"You..." Yang Biao knocked on the case angrily and said repeatedly: "It's an insult to politeness, it's an insult to elegance. Don't you know that a gentleman is poor... Sigh, don't keep it all to yourself, share some with me."
Zhao Wen laughed and pointed at Yang Biao with his rabbit leg. "You are hypocritical, you are hypocritical, how dare you call yourself a gentleman."
Two veterans who are over a hundred years old in total were teasing each other and laughing together.
"What are you talking about?" Sikong Zhangxi pushed in. When he saw the rabbit meat in Zhao Wen's hand, he was furious. "Okay, Zhao Zirou, Yang Wenxian, don't call me if you have meat to eat."
"I dare not call you." Zhao Wen handed over the few remaining rabbit legs. "You Guandong people are all gentlemen, unlike us Guanxi people and Bashu people, whose wild nature has not been eradicated and is no different from barbarians."
Zhang Xi glared at Zhao Wen, took the free leg, carefully tore off a strip of meat, put it in his mouth, and nodded repeatedly.
"Fragrant, fragrant." He sighed again and shook his head. "How can you know a saint without going through Chen and Cai? Before, I could abide by etiquette and justice, not because I was poor, but because I had no choice. Now that the situation has eased, this
A greedy heart is like a wineworm in the throat, constantly escaping out."
Zhao Wen and Yang Biao also sighed.
Zhang Xi's words spoke to their hearts.
After several years of driving, the hardships are real and the dangers are real, but everyone can keep their integrity with one breath, and few people complain about the hardships and tiredness. Now that the situation has eased, and people can have enough to eat, they feel that the emperor
Somewhat harsh.
When the emperor had money and food, he did not give it to the ministers first, but first rewarded the soldiers, which made many people dissatisfied.
Although no one expressed it verbally, the resentment in his heart could be felt.
Zhang Xi is also a person who observes etiquette and will only complain a few words in front of them.
"Yes, none of us can be saints." Zhao Wen raised his little finger and picked his teeth. "But the emperor can."
Yang Biao and Zhang Xi looked at Zhao Wen in unison. "Zirou, why did you say this?"
"When we were fifteen or sixteen, could we have the magnanimity and magnanimity of the emperor?" Zhao Wen glanced at Yang Biao and Zhang Xi. "It is not easy for a man to fly, but it is even more difficult for a woman to ambush. You should all have heard what your father and brother said about the late emperor.
At that time, did you have such magnanimity?"
Yang Biao and Zhang Xi looked at each other and nodded in unison.
During the Xiping period, Yang Biao's father Yang Ci, Zhang Xi's brother Zhang Ji, and Taiwei Liu Kuan taught the late emperor who was only sixteen or seventeen years old at the time. The late emperor was a very smart man, but he was not broad-minded and generous.
Opinionated, easily angered by others.
The subsequent calamity caused by the party's imprisonment was caused by the eunuch Cao Jie's inducement to the late emperor.
If the late Emperor was in the same situation as he is today, Shi Sunrui would not be able to escape the disaster of death, and the great clans in Hedong would also be killed and their blood would flow like rivers. It is really hard to say what the situation will be like in the end.
In comparison, the emperor was simply too steady to be human, at least not like a fifteen or sixteen year old boy.
"God bless the man." Yang Biao raised the small wine bottle in his hand.
"God bless the man." Zhao Wen and Zhang Xi also raised their small wine bottles, touched them lightly with Yang Biao, took a sip of wine together, and smiled at each other.
The three of them sighed for a while, and then talked about recruiting Bai Bojun.
The emperor issued the military edict, which was aimed at the Baibo Army.
Ordinary people may not be willing to join the army. They can live a decent life and there is no need to join the army. The emperor used Zhao Qing and his son as an example and called on the people to donate food. In the end, there were only a thousand households, which was far from reaching the expected goal.
But the Baibo Army would very much welcome this edict.
If they could settle down in the mountains and have more fertile land instead of hiding in the mountains, their lives would be significantly improved.
As for fighting in the army, they were not idle to begin with.
"Mr. Wen, tell me, will the emperor implement this policy throughout the world in the future?" Zhang Xi asked casually, taking a sip of wine.
Yang Biao looked at Zhang Xi and curled his lips slightly. "You are probably worried about your family's thousand acres of fertile land."
"Aren't you worried?" Zhang Xi retorted.
"My family doesn't have that much land." Yang Biao said lightly.
Zhang Xi hesitated to speak, his face a little confused.
Although the Yang family of Hongnong was the fourth generation and the third Duke, he was different from the other fourth generation and the third Duke. The Yang family abided by virtue and did not seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He was neither greedy for money nor interested in buying land. He did not even give gifts other than salary.
Not accepted.
Yang Zhen refused gold in the darkroom, leaving behind a good story about the Four Knowledges. Although his descendants may not all be able to do the same, generally speaking, he has not lost his reputation for innocence.
In comparison, Zhang's is a bit vulgar.
"Don't worry, even if you want to pacify the world, the emperor won't need millions of soldiers." Yang Biao breathed a sigh of relief to avoid quarreling with Zhang Xi. "As long as the country is in the north and Guanzhong is stable, it is unlikely to implement military garrison in Guandong.
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Zhao Wen agreed and added, "As long as the Guandong scholar-officials can be considerate of the emperor's wishes and not be greedy, leaving the people unable to make a living and causing the Yellow Turban Rebellion, it will be fine."
Zhang Xi's expression had just softened a little, but he was aroused by Zhao Wen's words and became angry again.
"What do you mean by this? Could it be that the Yellow Turban Rebellion was forced by me, the scholar-officials of Guandong?"
Yang Biao and Zhao Wen lowered their eyelids in tacit agreement and pretended not to hear.
Zhang Xi also felt bored, shook his sleeves, turned around and left. Halfway through, he turned back and snatched away the remaining rabbit legs on the case.
"This Zhang Jili..." Yang Biao was speechless.
"Forget it, forget it." Zhao Wen advised: "He doesn't have any other bad habits, he just likes to drink a few sips. It's really boring to have wine without meat."
"It's a bad thing." Yang Biao said angrily, "It's just a rabbit leg. He took it away. What should we do?"
"Let's drink with "Tai Shi Gong Shu"." Zhao Wen raised his eyebrows, turned around and took out a volume of books and put it on the table. "I heard that the emperor was reading "Tai Shi Gong Shu" recently. Guess, the emperor was reading "Tai Shi Gong Shu" from "Tai Shi Gong Shu".
What did you read in "Gongshu"?"
Yang Biao dismissed it. "Do you still want to read this? Between heaven and man, changes in ancient and modern times. Which one do you want to hear? I will recite it to you."