"Very simple?" Yang Xiuwan seemed to have been hit in the head.
How could this be easy? One word has a limited meaning, but you can think about it and come up with countless possibilities.
No matter what you say, it should be considered correct. You can guess it in such a short time, unless you know the answer in advance.
Yang Xiu didn't believe it at all. It wasn't that he didn't think Guo Jia was knowledgeable enough to guess, but that he had been familiar with this art for many years, immersed in it, and often enjoyed himself. However, Guo Jia probably didn't like this path.
"Sacrifice wine, is..." Yang Xiugang wanted to ask, but the pride in his heart told him not to ask.
So I held it back again.
At this time, Xi Zhicai also had a troubled and worried face, took a big sip of wine, and then said: "Originally, I already knew the answer to the riddle, but now that I have reached the official position of the king, I should be loyal and upright, how can I be unjust on my own? However, I also follow my inner desire, so I should still say yes.”
He leaned towards Zhang Han's ear and said something with a relaxed and happy expression. Zhang Han also smiled "hey", nodded and said: "Okay, okay, purple skirt, purple skirt... the one with black silk legs and ribbons last time" Woolen cloth?"
Xi Zhicai hissed and said: "That's okay, that's okay..."
"Reluctantly?"
"No, okay, that's it." After Xi Zhicai finished speaking, he looked around ashamedly and whispered: "Bo Chang, I recommended you single-handedly. In the early years, I selected you from among the numerous policies. I fell in love with you at first sight, and I personally went to your camp to inquire about you. At that time, I almost taught you everything I learned."
"All that?" Zhang Han raised his head helplessly, your body... If I hadn't been wary of Lu Bu, you might have died a few years ago.
Still taking the daily pill? Sooner or later you will be finished...
"Yes," Xi Zhicai nodded slightly, looking a little shy.
When he was done, he added: "I can bear it."
Yang Xiu looked even more confused. He doubted his decades of knowledge.
what happened?
What else was said? What is the answer to this mystery? !
Why don't I resonate with it at all? ! They seemed to be in the same mind as the king, and they understood it immediately, but I couldn't figure it out even after searching my brain.
Word puzzles are like this, a trick that blinds the eye. Sometimes you think about it for a long time and try your best to find it, and finally find that the answer to the puzzle is just one step away. This has always been the case.
Yang Xiu lowered his head and slowly fell into quiet contemplation. He didn't want to be affected by the sounds on the left and right, and tried to imprint this word in his mind and think about it.
However, there was still no result. After thinking about it several times, he thought it was impossible.
Later, the people around him gradually figured out the answer to the riddle, and they all whispered in Zhang Han's ear. They all nodded and showed joy.
This made Yang Xiu and Jia Ji even more anxious, but the more anxious they were, the less they could figure it out.
Especially when I heard others talking about silk and satin, purple skirts, silk corsets and other valuable treasures, I felt like I had caught something, but I couldn't fully understand it.
Zhang Han looked at the two of them with pity, "Well, young people are young people. They haven't entered the Tao yet, so they definitely can't guess it."
"What's wrong?"
"Probably..." Zhang Han looked into the distance, "Lush green tree-lined paths with gurgling streams."
Yang Xiu: "..."
There's something mysterious about how he speaks, and there seems to be some profound knowledge in it.
"Your Majesty, why don't you just tell me?"
Yang Xiu said a little irritably.
"Is this the attitude of asking for advice?" Zhang Han raised his eyebrows, "Is this the way your Hongnong Yang family taught you?"
Yang Xiu took a deep breath, stood up from his knees, folded his hands and let his sleeves hang down, with a solemn expression on his face, bowed deeply and said softly: "Student Dezu doesn't know, please teach me."
Zhang Han smiled with satisfaction, leaned against the backrest comfortably, raised the corners of his mouth, and said meaningfully to Yang Xiu: "Then you promise me."
"If you are asked to guess your thoughts again in the future, think twice before you act. Do not answer casually. You must be open-minded and hide nothing."
Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment. These words seemed to have been said by his father. Zhang Han said them at this time, with a sense of preaching.
But it doesn't make him feel uncomfortable, and it gives him a sense of closeness.
Zhang Han's smile became much more friendly.
Yang Xiu chewed his words carefully and understood that Zhang Han wanted to take this opportunity to temper his arrogance.
It’s not just a small crossword puzzle. Everyone present has talents no less than their own. There are many people in Xudu who are smarter than me, Yang Xiu.
Even though the eldest son, Zixiu, had never answered the crossword riddle, he had a calm and confident demeanor. He might have already known the answer, but he just didn't want it.
This is not an admirable mentality and ability.
Zhang Junhou is trying to remind himself not to be arrogant, otherwise he will definitely cause great trouble to himself.
"Zhang Junhou, I promise you," Yang Xiu regained his composure and understood that the answer to the mystery seemed unimportant now.
What is really important is what Zhang Han wants to tell him. Zang Yu is restrained and does not compete with the rapids.
Zhang Han nodded, leaned over and picked up the pen he had just used to write, and wrote again on the desk in front of Yang Xiu.
But this time, I used my own calligraphy, so I wrote the words very big.
Each stroke was vividly separated, and many people understood it at a glance. Dian Wei also came over to look at it, and subconsciously read it.
He had known Zhang Han for a long time, so of course he understood what the first word meant.
"Haha!!" Dian Wei suddenly realized it. After laughing a few times, he looked around and said, "That means I want a few of them too!"
"This, this -" Yang Xiu felt as if something collapsed in his heart. He pointed at the words on the table and looked at Zhang Han in disbelief.
After a long time, he slapped the table with anger and said: "Junhou, you, you are the Hanjunhou!! How can you do such a thing!"
"How could you do such a dirty thing? Fujun and Jijiu, how could they..."
Yang Xiu remembered the expressions and movements of Xi Zhicai and Guo Fengxiao just now, without even looking...
He turned his back to the sky and slowly closed his eyes. The big man...it's over, it's over!
The court hall was actually filled with drunkards and lustful people, and everyone in Xudu was wealthy and wealthy.
With this situation, there is no talk of reviving the Han Dynasty in its heyday! Is this kind of officialdom really what I yearn for? !
Yang Xiu gritted his teeth and looked sullen, as if his anger was still building up, and his face was constantly shaking because of it.
At this time, Zhang Han asked: "Then do you want to spend the night here?"
Yang Xiu's expression changed, he nodded solemnly and said, "Then, it's better to obey orders than to be respectful."
That night, in Lefang Yashe, there were sounds one after another, like marching on the battlefield, training in the school field, and arrows hitting shields.
…
Before the court meeting the next day, as no major events had happened recently and political affairs in various places ended early, the morning meeting in the court hall had almost been cancelled.
When Yang Xiu came out, he tidied his clothes and did not feel depressed. On the contrary, his face was radiant and the gloom was gone, and his expression became much more uplifting.
"Prime Minister, I understand."
Yang Xiu faced the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a respectful and solemn look.
Last night, Zhang Han told him before leaving that after tonight, he would "become a dua man", although he didn't know what he meant.
However, Yang Xiu couldn't forget this feeling.
In contrast, Jia Ji did not have such a good experience. Because of his father Jia Xu's instructions, he kept rejecting Zhang Han's words and failed to guess the answer.
Then he was thrown to Datang to sleep on the first floor. Not only was it noisy all night, but no one paid attention to him. Everything he wanted to buy for food and drink was very expensive. He couldn't leave because Zhang Han said that if he left his post without permission, his salary would be deducted for the whole year and he would be given five sticks.
Jia Ji didn't dare to leave, so she waited on the first floor of Lefang.
After the two came out, Jia Ji and Yang Xiu said farewell to each other.
After returning home, Jia Ji was asked about last night's past. After Jia Xu listened, he quickly beat him up and forced him to recite the Stone Scripture ten times at home as a punishment.
Memorize ten more volumes of books.
After Yang Xiu returned home, he was also asked by Yang Biao about what happened last night.
Yang Xiu was very smart and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked his father to guess the crossword puzzle.
As soon as he finished writing the word "Rong", Yang Biao frowned. After taking a few breaths, he slapped Yang Xiu in the face with his backhand.
"Father, why are you beating me? I am...in order to blend in with the prince, the prince, and the wine ceremony. The eldest son is also here!!"
"In the future, this will definitely be the Jian'an trend in the future!"
Snapped! !
Yang Biao slapped Yang Xiu again, causing the left side of Yang Xiu's handsome face to swell.
"Father?"
Yang Biao was furious, pointing at him and spitting like flying stars: "Are you yearning for Jian'an romance?! Are you coveting those girls' bodies!! You are despicable!!"
"I……"
Yang Xiu suddenly fell to the ground, trembling, and was once again deeply impressed by the majesty of his father's love.
There are several mountains of fatherly love on his face now.
"Father, didn't you ask Zhang Junhou to beat me?"
"When did I entrust him with this?" Yang Biao looked confused. I was already at home, so why should I give him an order to beat him?
Yang Xiu told Zhang Han's words and what happened before and after the crossword puzzle, which made Yang Biao fall into deep thought again, but his face was less angry and more thoughtful.
"He is right, alas..." Yang Biao walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed all the time, "I, the Yang family, have been able to survive until now, thanks to God's grace, and the Yang family has been loyal and loyal for generations, but now I am not Back then, I, the Yang family, no longer had such divine grace to protect me."
"At any time, you should be cautious in your words and deeds, and you should not be too arrogant, alas..."
"This prince has good intentions."
Yang Biao thought about it and finally understood some of Zhang Han's thoughts, "I didn't ask Uncle Zhang to go and ask you like this. I just asked him to take care of and support you."
"As for him choosing this approach, you should trust his judgment."
"Since I entrusted it to him, maybe I should be trustworthy..."
"Xiu'er, pick a few gifts from home and give them to Shaoqing."
"The prince is no longer a young minister." Yang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his father would not continue to blame him. He cupped his hands and said, "He was investigated by the school affairs office because of the memorial in Jizhou. Although His Majesty is still in court. The court vindicated his name by increasing production."
"However, he only gained a reputation. In order to protect the prince, he demoted his official position of Shaoqing to the chief of Dali Temple."
"Well..." Yang Biao was very thoughtful and had been in the court for a long time. Just hearing this arrangement felt a little strange.
This official's authority is not small, but after all, he is just a civil servant. He is responsible for deciding cases and recording all matters, which is equivalent to being the head of each master's book.
"Think about it again, besides protection, does this demotion have any other meaning?"
Yang Xiu thought for a moment, then immediately raised his head and said: "It should be, let the prince rest, and for the time being, quietly fade away among the generals in the army..."
"Downplay it, so people won't keep prying for information..."
Yang Xiu had already figured out what the deal with Zhang Han meant, and there should be many Jizhou informants in Xudu's court. Even if these people took advantage of the power of the emperor and the prime minister, they would not give up taking advantage of both sides.
"Go, get a gift and thank Zhang Junhou."
"I understand, Father."
…
In the winter morning, when Zhang Han returned home, he went to the market and bought a lot of fish.
They were all freshly caught. In addition to fish, there were also shrimps and crabs. I met Jia Ji at the door.
Seeing that Zhang Han was so friendly to the people, with his hands rolled up in his sleeves and each carrying a big bag, walking as fast as he could, just like a fisherman, he quickly bowed his hands and saluted.
He came up to me at the door and asked: "Your Majesty, I was ignorant last night. I have figured out a lot when I got home today. I would like to ask you to take my nephew there again."
"Ah?" Zhang Han was stunned, and handed the fish in his hand to the servant who came to greet him. Then he smiled in the sunshine and said, "Ji'er, what are you talking about?"
"Brother Bochang - uncle," Jia Xu asked him to call him that. Regardless of his age, Jia Ji was still not used to it.
"That's right, last night we——"
Zhang Han showed a kind smile: "Last night, Dian Wei and I took our brothers to the Penghe River in the south and caught river fresh food all night. Tonight, we are going to let the brothers come home to have a full Pengyu feast."
"Um?"
Jia Ji felt that she was a little psychedelic, and she was so dazed that she couldn't remember the time.
Not long after, Dian Wei, who was as strong as the door panel and had a sturdy back, came from not far away, carrying a small deer on his back, and said loudly: "Junhou, I went to hunt deer last night, and I will eat deer meat tonight."
"Didn't I go to Nanlin Penghe to catch fish and shrimp yesterday?" Zhang Han winked.
Dian Wei stood still, slapped his forehead suddenly, and said in a thunderous voice: "Damn it, I went into the mountains to touch deer again! The smell of blood! I'm so annoyed! I'll go back and take a bath!"
"Me too, I smell like fish all over my body," Zhang Han shouted loudly, then stretched out his hand and patted Jia Ji's shoulder heavily: "Come to my house tonight, I want to eat fish."
For some reason, Jia Ji trembled instinctively, feeling that this sentence was always a bit... eerie.
But he figured it out by night.
Those who didn't catch fish, shrimp or deer, like Mr. Xifu, seemed unable to get a good night's sleep. When he came in the afternoon, he didn't even have a robe, with his hands folded in his sleeves, like a poor scholar with disheveled hair. .
My nose was red from the cold.
Zhang Han and Dian Wei were warming themselves by the fire at the door, wearing thick clothes. When they saw Xi Zhicai, they pointed and laughed, "Look."
"It's like this if you don't touch the fish or shrimp. You will be disliked by others when you go home."
"Hahaha!!" The two looked at each other and smiled. They knew that Xi Zhicai's wife was a marriage that the master personally asked Mrs. Ding to find for him.
The family behind it can ensure that the lineage of Xi Zhicai will be passed down forever. Even if there are no famous scholars who have left a name in history, they can still inherit wealth and wealth.
So he naturally has to respect his wife more.
Zhang Han and Dian Wei, on the other hand, were simply afraid of trouble. Both of them were cutthroats and were not afraid at all.
Just more respect.
(End of chapter)
