After standing at the door for a while, Ji Boxiao felt that Chief Yang might still want to come to the fireside banquet.
After all, Junhou is not someone who refuses guests. He always likes to be lively, especially after dinner, drinking and having fun with others, and commenting on characters. Zhang Han likes to listen very much. As for the wonderful and touching things he hears, he will always ask in detail.
As a result, Zhang Han's knowledge also increased rapidly during this period.
So when a new friend came, Ji Boxiao knew that Zhang Han would not refuse.
So he took Yang Xiu into the gate, walked a short street for one mile, and then climbed the stairs to the gate. The gate extended in all directions and connected to various mansions halfway up the mountain. Zhang's house was remote. It was actually not in the city, but on Zhuque Street. At the end of the mountain, there was originally a hill, and Zhang Han's mansion was built on the hill.
The terrain of the hill is not too high, it can be regarded as a hill at most, so it can be paved with bluestone roads, and walking through them looks like streets. In the lower areas, there are three or four-story attics and towers to store books. Or climb up and look far away.
After walking through the gate, go straight up, more than ten steps, and you will drive to the main courtyard. After passing the door number, there is a spacious martial arts field. Various weapons are placed on both sides. The weapon "Dagen" used by Zhang Han to kill everyone in Wancheng is hung on it. In the middle is a mace that cost eighty kilograms of precious heavy iron.
It is now deprecated.
Because it is inconvenient to carry, it can only be carried on the back or held in the hand. Zhang Han now likes to carry the sword when traveling in Shaoqing uniform.
Walking through the courtyard where martial arts is performed, and winding along the corridor, directly in front is the wing room that enters the main hall, and then entering one of the rooms, a huge stone table three feet long and one or two feet wide comes into view, half a person high, with a rockery on it. Set up with water and place a hand-sized flag.
"Is this the sand table around the stove?" Yang Xiu's eyes lit up, and he could see the beauty of it at a glance. This was much better than looking at the map directly. He had the same feeling as Emperor Guangwu did back then - "The prisoner is in my eyes." ".
"In the eighth year of Jianwu's reign in the Han Dynasty, when Emperor Guangwu was conquering the mighty Weixiao in Tianshui and Wudu, the general Ma Yuan 'gathered rice into a valley and pointed out the situation'. It was because of the observation that he could see it, and what Ma Yuan did later These things are not called sand tables, and most of them are replaced by sand, which is quite simple."
"Today I saw this plate in Zhang Hou's Mansion. The mountains and rivers are all intertwined. It is quite detailed and should be closely compared with the actual situation. It must have been created by skilled craftsmen." Yang Xiu looked more leisurely at this moment and said about A lot of history is also narrated.
Ji Boxiao nodded slightly when he heard this, "It turns out there is such a long history, Master Yang is so knowledgeable."
Yang Xiu smiled lightly and was welcomed to the side courtyard where he waited for a while. The side courtyard was located on a high ground, with blue sky and white clouds, and a beautiful environment. From a distance, he could see the mountains and fields, and there were faintly visible people working and cattle moving slowly.
“What a great place.”
"Master Yang, please wait here for a moment. I will come to invite you when the dinner begins."
"Thank you."
Yang Xiu was still proud at this time. He had been used to all kinds of banquets since he was a child, and he went to and fro debates with Confucian scholars. He knew that at banquets where such people gathered, preparations had to be made in advance.
For example, you should secretly make up your mind about topics that may be discussed later, and be ready to answer them at any time; or, when drinking and having fun, someone will come up with a topic and write a poem, and you can also make guesses in advance and prepare poems.
Therefore, Yang Xiu still has plenty of time to prepare. After all, it has just sunset, and the banquet preparations still have at least half an hour.
However, the main courtyard was already bustling with activity. Guo Jia saw the sand table today, and it was so exquisitely made. He had already come here and was interested in giving a good performance.
But I don’t know where the sand table was built according to the terrain. On the upper left is a large city in the plain.
After Ji Boxiao came to report, Zhang Han tilted his head and glanced at him, wondering: "Not leaving? Why is he staying in my house if he doesn't leave?"
"I don't know..." Ji Boxiao looked aggrieved, "I have already said it quite tactfully. The Lord is busy, but I think he still wants to come to the dinner together..."
"Okay, let's talk about the pair of bowls and chopsticks. After the Lieutenant General leaves the front courtyard, we can invite him to come to the main courtyard to sit down."
"only."
In the evening, the banquet began. They drank and talked happily. Zhang Han offered wine to civil and military officials and praised his hard work with beautiful words. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves and drank for an hour.
It was Zhang Han's habit to entertain soldiers at banquets. Lieutenant generals in the army worked hard, especially the soldiers and horses stationed there. They trained and patrolled every day, but they had no major achievements and it was difficult to become famous.
The elites selected from the army all went to perform meritorious services, and those who were not selected were not necessarily useless. Zhang Han entertained them with banquets, and they left happily every time, so they were grateful to Zhang Han.
The eldest son Cao Ang, who was sitting at the same table, gradually became known and respected by these soldiers and horses. From time to time, they would come to toast him and get closer to him.
After they left, Jia Xu pulled Zhang Han to sit under the eaves beside him, speaking sincerely and even sincerely.
Dian Wei and the others saw them from a distance, but when they saw Zhang Han waving his hands from afar, they ignored them. Guo Jia still looked up from time to time.
But seeing Zhang Han's face change from confused to relaxed and smiling, and finally as if he was connected to something, he felt itchy and wanted to ask immediately.
Ru Qing, Zhang Han got up and went to the side courtyard, walking quickly.
After Jia Xu sat down, Guo Jia immediately asked. Jia Xu smiled mysteriously, gently picked up the wine glass, and said leisurely: "Don't panic, we will know tomorrow when we offer wine. This is an excellent situation to be delivered to your door." "
Guo Jia's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "Dian Wei, take Jia Shenjun to the army for training!"
"Hey, oh, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't…" Jia Xu was in a dilemma, hurriedly waved his hand, and then his quiet and calm expression collapsed in an instant, and said with a bitter face: "Don't do this to me."
I really did something wrong in my last life and met you scoundrels! It is simply an act of banditry. When I was with Li Jue and Guo Si, we were never so aggrieved!
"It's really hard to talk about this matter for the time being. If we say it, the impact will be huge. I'll explain it to Jiujiu at the latest after the banquet is over. How about it?"
Dian Wei looked at Guo Jia, who nodded secretly and went to drink alone.
So Dian Wei scratched his head and sat down with a smile. He was not following Guo Jia's orders, he simply liked to torment Jia Xu. Especially, when Jia Xu became more resistant and cursed, Dian Wei became more excited.
"Come, come, drink, drink."
The sound of drinking and having fun could be heard again in the main courtyard.
At this time, Yang Xiu, who was in the side hospital, was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, and his lips were a little dry and turned white.
Of course, he didn't have a good look on his face. A feeling of anger and aggrievedness brewed on his face, and he felt that he was being treated lightly.
I, Yang Xiuying's family, have a rare reputation and are very talented. After I was appointed as the chief secretary of Sikong Mansion, I was meticulous in everything and never neglected anything.
Even Sikong praised me for being more capable than the previous two chief clerks. I didn't expect to be so humiliated by Zhang Han today.
If I had known I wouldn't have come.
"Long wait, Dezu."
"Ah, no," a smile suddenly appeared on Yang Xiu's face. He had been complaining, but as soon as Zhang Han opened his mouth with a smile, he somehow smiled politely and answered politely.
"That's right," Zhang Han looked at him sincerely, "the banquet on the eve of today is actually to invite the soldiers who have made meritorious service in the army. If Dezu is here, he will inevitably be a little reserved, so it is better to let them speak freely."
"Most of these people are descendants of Duke Cao, and the other half are from Qingzhou soldiers. Dezu is the chief secretary of Sikong Mansion, and he is from the Hongnong Yang family. They definitely dare not speak loudly."
"What the Lord said is absolutely true," Yang Xiu immediately understood. No wonder he had waited for so long. "This is because the Lord is thinking about me. If I heard the private words of the army officers, it would not be good. It would only make them more happy." Worry.”
Zhang Han is still a down-to-earth person. He treated me to banquets one after another, which was actually to protect me and the generals of the army. His speech was very measured.
Yang Xiu wanted to understand this, so he unconsciously had a great impression of Zhang Han.
"Well," Zhang Han nodded, "It's easy to talk to Congming. Come on, come with me into the main courtyard, and we'll have the banquet again."
"Today I just made a military strategy table based on the terrain of Yangzhou and Huainan. Let's go have a drink together and listen to their talk!"
"Okay," Yang Xiu's eyes lit up, and he became interested. He had long heard that the civil and military people in this dinner around the fire were all people with outstanding talents and learning, or people with countless achievements.
I have been waiting for so long today, and it is rare that this monarch is so honest and upright, so I naturally want to see him.
That night, Guo Jia and Cheng Yu analyzed the situation in Huainan, each side's "paper talk" was brilliant, and when they were drunk, they even set up a dangerous plan to set up a self-immolation barracks and lead the troops in Shouchun City to attack.
There was also an external plan to unite with Sun Ce secretly, use the emperor's edict to recruit righteous people, and unite Jiujiang.
It looked like Yang Xiu was deep in thought. He had been thinking deeply all night. However, there were so many strategies and many troops deployed that he had no time to think about anything else. It was as if he was immersed in it.
Until midnight, Zhang Han started to drive people away because it was a long way to go back to the backyard to sleep.
They could only disperse in anger, but everyone also agreed to fight again next time and decided to capture Shouchun. Tonight, they had exchanged strategies, strength of both sides, and military intelligence, and many possibilities had been imagined.
Guo Jia and Cheng Yu seemed to be in harmony and stopped laughing. It is estimated that after returning home, the two of them would stay up all night, secretly thinking about strategies.
Yang Xiu also gained insight and found some free time to quietly tell him his thoughts.
At this moment, his mind was surging and he had so many thoughts. He probably wouldn't fall asleep immediately after he returned. He was destined to have no sleep tonight.
In the corner of the courtyard, Guo Jia and Dian Wei forced Jia Xu to the corner of the wall, pressing him against the wall as if they were bullying... as if they were asking questions.
The whole night gradually became quiet and soon became peaceful.
…
The next day, Cao Cao went to court early to ask for instructions from Emperor Liu Xie, explaining the current situation in Huainan, Yangzhou.
Yuan Shu's tampering intention is already obvious, and it is estimated that it will be announced to the world in a few days.
After hearing this, Liu Xie became furious and gave all the nominal "generals" to Cao Cao, ordering him to deploy in advance and make preparations to clear out the treasonous thieves.
Changle Hall, without Dong Cheng and Fu Wan, was also peaceful and quiet, without any harsh words or arguments.
At the end of the dynasty, Cao Cao and Yang Biao walked together, with spring breeze on their faces and calm expressions. They also walked slowly and talked about their expedition to Yangzhou.
"Your Majesty asked me to lead the army to fight against the rebellion, and asked Yuan Shu for the crime of plotting to establish himself. All the elite soldiers of our army must be taken away. Only two troops, Zi Lian and Yuan Rang, can be left to garrison Hanoi and Dongjun."
"As for Yingchuan, especially within the Imperial City of Xudu, all the officials and officials respect you, Taiwei Yang. In this way, our army can rely on you in the rear."
Yang Biao was elegant, his wrinkles gradually deepened. He twirled his chin beard with his left hand and said doubtfully: "Sikong has Lord Xun Ling and Lord Xifu, and Dali Temple is based on fairness. It is governed by Zhongsi Qing and Zhang Shaoqing. It is famous throughout Xudu and loved by the people. what can I do?"
"Haha, you are so humble." Cao Cao patted his back naturally and continued as he walked down the stairs: "The public's reputation is the highest among scholars, his family is prominent, and he has been a leader for hundreds of years."
"Only when you stabilize the court can it be truly stable." Cao Cao's words were sincere, but they made Yang Biao feel very strange. Normally, the two of them didn't talk much, and their relationship was far from being friends.
He was just an official in the same dynasty, and Yang Biao knew how to protect himself recently. After he saw the situation clearly, he never provoked Cao Cao, abided by his duties, and completed his duties every day.
Why did Cao Cao suddenly come with me today and still talk to him like this?
Does this have to be at least a mutual admiration among colleagues, or a life-and-death alliance with each other for many years before we can trust the words of a heart-to-heart talk?
Yang Biao shook his head almost imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "Sikong's words are serious. I am above the court, and I can only promise to be loyal to my duties, do my best, and not lose my responsibilities."
They are all old men in the court, and they can say these words perfectly. Although he feels strange, he will not give Cao Cao a chance to catch the words.
Yang Biao's face is not kind, his face is flat, he is not angry and intimidating, and his skin color is slightly dark, so he always looks extremely majestic.
Even when facing Cao Cao, to outsiders, the aura on their faces was equally matched.
"Well," Cao Cao glanced at the corner of his mouth and said, "I heard before that it is common for the Hongnong Yang family and the Yuan family to come to marry each other, but recently the school officials sent a petition stating that Yang Biao's wife is Yuan Shu , the sister of Yuan Shao’s clan.”
Yang Biao's footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked coldly at Cao Cao's side face, then his back, and then his face that looked back with a relaxed smile.
"Lieutenant?" Cao Cao called softly.
Yang Biao immediately handed over his hand and said: "Although we are related by marriage to the Yuan family, we have never communicated with each other. Sikong should not believe in slander, but should be aware of everything."
"Hey," Cao Cao pulled him and continued to walk forward, "am I the kind of person who is setting things up and making false accusations? After I heard about this relationship, I told Xi Zhong that the Yang family started with the Five Marquises of Splitting Corpses , which originated from the great achievements of the early Han Dynasty."
The so-called "Five Lords of the Split Corpse" refers to the five heroes who robbed Xiang Yu's body by the Wujiang River. They were awarded the title of Five Lords, which is an allusion.
"As for the Yang family, figures such as Kansai Confucius and Mr. Four Knowledges later emerged. They have been famous for hundreds of years. Although they strive for power, they disdain to engage in conspiracy."
"Otherwise, why are the Yuan brothers from a prominent Tokyo clan fighting for the princes outside, but you, Yang Biao, still remain loyal to His Majesty?"
"It's just because you, the Yang family of Hongnong, associate with pure Confucians and don't associate with right-wingers."
"Right?"
Cao Cao understood them so well and believed in their character, which gave Yang Biao a lot of face.
Yang Biao's face relaxed, and he suddenly showed a smile. The Yang family indeed only interacted with great scholars, and they had their own integrity. They would not easily make friends with wealthy families or businessmen to humiliate their own family.
Some people criticize him for being pedantic, while others praise his reputation. In fact, whether it is worth it or not depends on their own persistence.
If you can hold on, it will naturally be a highlight in the historical picture. If you cannot hold on, it will be a joke.
Yang Biao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Cao Cao. Since he was confused, he might as well ask clearly now: "Sikong, please clarify why you mentioned these things just now."
(End of chapter)
