What happened to the Chou Hou Wu family was heard by both Sima Yi and Sima Shi that afternoon.
Sima Yi just returned to Luoyang a few days ago. This time he reinforced Jingzhou, forced the Wu army back, and then led the army to pursue and achieved victory. So before returning to Beijing, the princes of the imperial court had already agreed to increase the number of troops, and Linying would be Sima Yi's food.
Yi. From then on, Sima Yi settled in the four counties of Yi and became a marquis of ten thousand households.
Sima Yi, who was at the height of his reputation, heard a middle-aged man talk about the Wu family in front of his son Sima Shi, but he had no reaction. Only Sima Shi looked angry.
At this time, the three people in the bedroom had already retreated. Except for Sima and his son, the man in the middle was the one who met Master Sima in Luolu, the theater.
Sima Yi saw his son's expression in his eyes, frowned, and said slowly: "It's not like you are adding insult to injury and bullying the Wu family. What are you anxious about? I have deposed you, and Wu Ying has also comforted you. If you really care,
She, when she cried and begged, why didn't you agree?"
"Didn't my father say that the Yang family is better?" Sima Shi said, "She is alone in Luoyang. Even if she goes to see a wild man, she doesn't care. But if a school official threatens her, he is not just bullying her.
But they look down on you and look down on our Sima family!"
Sima Yi laughed and said, "How do you want others to think highly of you? Do you want to be like General Cao Shuang? Don't be so petty. Why can't you tolerate a trivial matter? Besides, this little thing doesn't do much harm, but it can let the world see, those people
How do you treat your colleagues who have lost power?"
Compared to his father, Master Sima was still more easily excited. He still couldn't calm down. He stretched out his hand and cursed, "Young little school boy, I really want to slap him to death!"
Sima Yi sneered and said, "What happened to the little school affairs? In the past, Lu Hong, Zhao Da, etc., which one was not a small school affairs? How many people are gnashing their teeth with hatred, is anyone going to slap him to death? Beating a dog?
I want a master."
"In the past, their master was the emperor, so of course they were not afraid. Now this Yin Mo's master is not the emperor," Sima Shi said.
However, Sima Yi shook his head slightly and said: "The master behind them is not the emperor, so there is no way to protect them from being settled later. Many school officials will be afraid. You are right, it is different. But there are people who care about their head and body, and are so courageous.
People who are not afraid of death, what can you do?"
Master Sima pondered.
His old father calmed down and said kindly: "This kind of vicious dog has no regard for its future and is not afraid of death. Only the Shuang Mansion can use it. You really can't do anything about it at the moment. Now you can kill someone else's dog with one slap."
, how can others just give up and give up, and what good will it do? Just bear with him, let him get arrogant first, and then he can destroy the dog and the whole family."
Sima Yi observed his son, patted his hand, and continued to say earnestly, "Look at the long-term view and the overall situation. Don't just stare at one place. You are too excited and too ambitious. You are fine in everything, but you can't change your character.
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Master Sima finally took a deep breath, then breathed it out slowly, bowing his head and saying, "I will follow my father's teachings."
Perhaps Lao Sima is right. That kind of vicious dog that does not know whether to live or die will definitely not end well in the future. However, during the period of employment, it is really hard for ordinary people to touch it casually. Once the vicious dog is touched, the owner behind it will be exposed.
Be alert, things may get a little complicated.
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Qin Liang returned home in the evening and found that Wang Lingjun and two maids had already returned home. When Wang Lingjun welcomed him into the upper room, he chatted for a few words and said that he had asked his father Wang Guang to send him back.
Wang Lingjun, who usually did things in a leisurely manner, suddenly moved quickly at this moment. It turned out that she was making chicken soup for Qin Liang with her own hands and was about to put the ingredients in. She asked the maid Moye to change Qin Liang's clothes, and she was in a hurry.
Went to the kitchen.
Qin Liang walked to the back room and stood there to let Mo Xie help him take off his accessories so that he could change into a more comfortable and loose home robe.
After returning home, Qin Liang's mood gradually relaxed, and the feeling of fatigue suddenly came over him, and he even felt sleepy early. He actually didn't move much throughout the day, but using his brain was not as easy as physical activity.
Suddenly Mo Xie's voice said vaguely: "Are you tired?"
Her voice was very low, but there were only two people in the back room. Qin Liang naturally heard it. He couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Mo Xie. Because this was the first time that Mo Xie talked to him alone. In the past, even if Wang Lingjun was not around, Mo Xie would do things silently.
language.
Mo Xie's face was very red, and she lowered her head as if she was having a hard time holding back a sentence. I don't know if she was fourteen or fifteen years old, but she still looked childish on her face, and her figure was thin and slender, and her expression was a bit...
strangeness.
Only then did Qin Liang suddenly remember that Wang Lingjun seemed to have said in front of Mo Xie that he could ask Mo Xie to serve him when he felt unwell.
If Mo Xie hadn't taken the initiative to speak today, Qin Liang would have forgotten about the incident. He usually didn't pay much attention to the two maids. They were too young and still looked like girls.
But Qin Liang didn't want to offend the girl, so he showed a gentle smile and said, "It's a bit more tiring than staying at home."
When Mo Xie received the response, he seemed to be inspired, and said softly, "Is it going well for you to be an official in the school affairs office?"
She was a little girl, and Qin Liang didn't want to say anything more to her. Maybe she just had nothing to say and just wanted to talk casually. Qin Liang said casually, "That's good. My official position this time is for a government.
Ling, everyone respects me, is in awe of me, and is very obedient. The ministers in the DPRK are also easy to get along with, so there are no problems at the moment."
Mo Xie said softly: "That's great. I thought someone had made you unhappy."
When Qin Liang heard this, he thought that little girls may not know much, especially about power fields, but she has perceptual knowledge and can feel emotions. Qin Liang took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.
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Wang Lingjun's mood has been relatively good during this period. He doesn't want to bring those bad emotions home to affect her. As long as she doesn't ask, he won't say anything.
In fact, Wang Lingjun came from a noble family and must have understood that the school order was not a good official position, but she never asked.
At this moment, Wang Lingjun's voice outside the curtain said: "What are you talking about inside?"
Mo Xie suddenly looked panicked. Qin Liang stretched out his hand and pressed down slowly, comforted him, and said, "Just ask a few trivia questions."
Wang Lingjun said: "After changing your clothes, you can come out to have a meal."
After a while, Qin Liang sat on the bed in a comfortable posture. He first tasted the chicken stewed by Wang Lingjun himself. After only one bite, he tasted that the taste was too bland. Even though you can't put too much salt in the soup, the salt taste was too bland.
It couldn't bring out the delicious flavor of the chicken soup. Qin Liang didn't say anything, drank all the soup in the bowl, and then stared at the chicken.
He doesn't comment either, so as not to tell lies, he just does it.
Wang Lingjun saw it, and indeed there was a slight smile in his beautiful eyes. After dinner, the women cleared away the tables and dishes, while Qin Liang was still chatting with Wang Lingjun on the bed in the outer room. There was no need to go to bed so early tonight, there was nothing to do anyway.
No.
Unexpectedly, when it was completely dark, there was a knock on the door from the gatehouse of the courtyard.