The six arts of a gentleman: etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and numeracy.
Feng Junhou only knows one skill.
Therefore, it is not without reason that he is often called a villain by some people.
Just like Yue, since he can't play the flute or the piano, he only knows one thing: playing the flute.
Of course, I can still play the flute well.
The song "Swordsman" made Zhang Xiaosi feel quite emotional.
It won’t work if you don’t swing. Otherwise, you won’t give Feng Junhou face. .
Zhang Xiaosi, who was feeling guilty, did not dare not give Feng Junhou face:
"Alang plays so beautifully."
Feng Junhou rarely gained the upper hand, regained his composure, hummed, and put away his flute.
At the same time, he thought to himself:
I haven't played for a long time and I feel a little rusty. It seems I need to practice more in the future. Otherwise, if I play wrong in front of that Guo Mo, it will be embarrassing.
"When I wrote to Sima Yi, I added a condition. After Wang Shuang returns to Wei, he must ensure the safety of his family."
After playing the flute, Feng Junhou finally calmed down and his thoughts became clear:
"Not only Wang Shuang himself, but also his wife and children who stayed in Wei."
Zhang Xingyi was a little confused: "I'm afraid it doesn't make any sense..."
If this matter was not leaked, Wang Shuang's life would not matter.
If someone had deliberately leaked the matter, Wang Shuang might not have been able to save his life in the end - after all, with the harsh laws of Wei thieves, Wang Shuang would be severely punished for his actions.
"How will you know if you don't try?"
The extradition that impressed Feng Junhou most deeply in later generations was the extradition of a certain person named Lai from Canada.
In order to extradite this person back to the country, the country even agreed not to impose the death penalty.
Feng Junhou did this because he wanted to struggle hard and save his last face.
At the same time, it may not be that we are not learning from the great powers:
Create bargaining chips out of thin air, and then use these chips to negotiate with you.
If you don't agree, then I won't lose anything, and I may even disgust you.
But if you agree, then I will make a lot of money with nothing.
So...hey, the great powers are actually myself?
Thinking of this, Feng Junhou seemed to suddenly open his mind:
"Didn't Si Niang say that Sima Yi might be testing us, so why can't we test Sima Yi?"
Feng Junhou sat up straight and looked at Zhang Xiaosi:
"If Siniang's guess is right and there is a gap between Xuchang and Luoyang, then what we are facing now are not all Wei thieves, but some Wei thieves."
Some Wei thieves represented by Sima Yi.
Since his reputation might be at risk, why not break the jar and maybe save it?
Hearing Feng Junhou's words, Zhang Xingyi's eyes, which had been a little worried, suddenly lit up:
"Luoyang and Xuchang are at odds. This is not a guess, but a fact. This is the news from Mi Shiyilang."
"Sima Yi did not hold a righteous position in the Wei State. As long as Xuchang and Luoyang did not openly quarrel with each other, he would be at a disadvantage."
Mi Shiyilang started the Jingzhou route, although the Hanlong people had not yet returned to Guanzhong.
But as soon as they arrived in Jingzhou and had the support of the Xinghan Society, the transmission of news was no longer a problem.
After all, Dongfeng Express must achieve its mission.
"So this explains why Sima Yi secretly sent someone to deliver the letter!"
As the saying goes, a wise man knows that he will make mistakes.
Ever since Luoyang secretly sent the letter, Zhang Xiaosi, known as a think tank, has been thinking about how to properly solve this problem.
Because if this matter really develops to the worst possible outcome, the damage to Alang's reputation will be huge.
This worry made Zhang Xiaosi feel a little restless, restless, and completely lost his previous calmness.
In this state, she was confined to the trap set by Sima Yi, and she never thought of thinking outside the circle.
Alang agreed unexpectedly, which relieved Zhang Xiaosi's most important worries and worries.
Without the psychological burden, now that Feng Junhou reminds her, it is like filling Zhang Xiaoxu with mana, allowing her to suddenly return to her peak state.
She stretched out her finger and tapped her lips:
"It stands to reason that if the Wei thieves really wanted to embarrass the big man about this matter, Sima Yi should have made it public instead of secretly sending someone to send a message."
After saying this, Zhang Xiaohu glanced at Feng Junhou thoughtfully:
"Luoyang and Xuchang are at odds, and this time they secretly sent someone to deliver a message, which shows that it is most likely that Sima Yi acted secretly without telling Xuchang."
"Of course, it is also possible that he is afraid that people from Xuchang will obstruct him."
"But no matter what the other party's situation is, we can put forward additional conditions and test it as A Lang said."
Zhang Xiaosi clasped his palms together and made a "pop" sound. He couldn't help laughing like a little fox who stole a hen:
"So Sima Yi's test is true, but the demonstration is not necessarily true!"
In the past, I just thought that Sima Yi was the auxiliary minister of the Wei thieves. This move must have been done to embarrass the big man.
But he didn't consider that this person might have other intentions.
After thinking about this, Zhang Xiaosi looked at Feng Junhou with eyes full of autumn water:
"What if Alang is my backbone? If Alang is not around, I have been worrying for so long in vain. As soon as Alang comes back, I have my backbone, and I can figure out everything..."
As he spoke, he moved his body over, leaned into Feng Junhou's arms, and twisted twice.
The breath is soft, warm, and fragrant.
As the saying goes, a breakup is better than a new marriage - except for Guan Hunu, who is better than many new marriages in a row.
Feng Junhou subconsciously hugged Zhang Xiaosi's body, which was much plumper than before, and swallowed: "Have you figured it out? Where did you figure it out?"
Autumn is crisp and relatively dry, making it easy to get angry.
When you get angry, you have to find ways to calm down the fire. Otherwise, the fire will accumulate in the body and easily lead to various diseases.
Only when the yin and yang are in harmony can the government be harmonious and people can be harmonious.
"The harvest in Guanzhong this year is very good."
Zhang Xiaosi leaned lazily in Feng Junhou's arms, like a kitten:
"You shouldn't have to worry about not having enough food for winter this year."
This is thanks to Sima Yi's settlement in Guanzhong in recent years.
Although the Wei army deliberately destroyed many cities and checkpoints when they left, they were unable to destroy the cultivated fields.
You can't just sprinkle salt on the ground before leaving, right?
The fields Sima Yi cultivated over the years are probably the greatest wealth he left to Guanzhong.
As long as you have enough food, everything will be fine.
Secretary Zhang murmured a little: "The first phase of the Tongguan project is almost completed, and Wuguan can be rebuilt next year..."
Feng Junhou closed his eyes, stroked her long hair, and responded slowly: "Wuguan doesn't matter much, you can take your time."
It’s not that Wuguan is unimportant, but Wuguan is actually composed of a series of passes and dangerous passes, and it is a systematic defense project.
This is why Tongguan is more important than Wuguan.
Tongguan is the last barrier in Guanzhong. Beyond Tongguan, you will reach the vast Guanzhong Plain.
But Wuguan is different.
Behind Wuguan, there is another Aoguan in Lantian County.
If the Wei thieves want to come from Nanyang County, they must first break through Wuguan and then break through Yaoguan.
There is also a rugged and difficult mountain road between Wuguan and Aoguan.
Considering the coexistence of Wei State, Luoyang and Xuchang, and the fact that there is a Wu State to the south of Nanyang County.
With the current situation, if the Wei State wants to re-enter Guanzhong, it will require the efforts of the whole country.
Feng Junhou believed that even if Wei Guo wanted to do so, he would not have the guts to march from Wuguan to Guanzhong in a large scale.
If the Wei State wanted to come from Wuguan, it would be tantamount to exposing the flanks and rear of the army to Wu State Jingzhou in the south.
With the way Wu behaves, even if Wei and Wu form an alliance, facing such a good opportunity, they simply cannot restrain their instinctive urge to stab them in the back.
If he stabbed the Wei State, captured Xiangyang, and then annexed Nanyang, taking the entire Jingzhou into his pocket, Emperor Sun would probably laugh out loud in his dreams.
Now that the Guanzhong army has taken control of Yoguan, the restoration of Wuguan does not need to be as fast as Tongguan.
"You are not in a hurry, but some people are." Zhang Xiaosi looked up from Feng Junhou's arms, "During the days when you went to inspect the north, Hanzhong had already agreed to build a temple for the Prime Minister."
When Feng Junhou heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and even sat up:
"what happened?"
It shouldn’t be!
It can be seen from Li Miao's murder that the little fat man's treatment of the prime minister should be no different from that in history.
The little fat man in history did build a temple for the prime minister.
But at first, he disagreed.
Later, people from the court kept coming to persuade the people to make sacrifices on the roadside all year round. Only then did the little fat man agree to build a temple in Han Dynasty.
Just because of this matter, the little fat man was criticized by some people, saying that a king is not a king, a minister is not a subordinate, and it is not in line with the rules.
Feng Junhou also hinted to Zhang Xiaosi that he wanted to advance this matter.
But he was scolded by Zhang Xiaosi.
So in the end, I could only comfort myself. It would happen sooner or later anyway, and tell myself not to worry.
Unexpectedly, after just returning from a tour, Hanzhong actually agreed to build a temple for the prime minister.
"Where does Your Majesty plan to build a temple for the Prime Minister?"
"Where else could it be? Of course it's Lantian County, right at the foot of the mountain where the prime minister is buried, so it's convenient for the people to go and worship."
"What's the reason?"
Feng Junhou lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xiaosi who continued to lie on his chest.
The black hair spread out like a waterfall, not only covering Feng Junhou's chest, but also covering part of the bed.
Feng Junhou, who entered the time of the sage, was not seduced by the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Although he doesn't have Zhang Xiaosi's political talent, he still has some sensitivity after having been in a high position for a long time.
I always felt that something was wrong about the imperial court ordering the erection of a temple for the prime minister so quickly.
Zhang Xiaosi yawned:
"The prime minister has fulfilled the late emperor's wish to return the old capital, so is he still not qualified to build a temple?"
Of course there is. Even if the late emperor's will was not fulfilled, wouldn't the little fat man still be established?
"It just feels a bit fast. Could it be that someone in the court suggested it and the emperor immediately agreed?"
Zhang Xiaosi shook his head, his black hair undulating like waves:
"It was not just people from the court who raised the issue, but officials from all the counties in Shu region wrote a letter saying that when the people learned of the Prime Minister's death, they gathered on the side of the road to worship privately."
"How can the emperor go against the will of the people?" Zhang Xiaosi raised his head again, revealing the white of his neck, "What did I say in the first place?"
"There are people in the court who are much more urgent than you. You don't have to worry about this matter at all. Someone will take care of it for you."
Feng Junhou couldn't help but stretched out his hand, letting the softness fill his palm, and asked at the same time:
"Who's taking the lead?"
"Xiang Chong, the governor of Bajun."
"It turned out to be him."
Bajun County governs Jiangzhou, and it was originally the home base that Li Yan worked hard to manage. Later, the Prime Minister came to drain the fire and tried to find a way to transfer Li Yan away, or it could be said to be forced to leave.
Later, Xiang Chong was transferred to serve as the prefect.
Under such circumstances, the person who can take over the position of Bajun must be the person whom the Prime Minister trusts the most.
What's more, this person's name also appeared on the "Scheduling List".
After all, there are only a few people promoted by the late emperor himself.
Xiang Chong is one of the old ministers who were affirmed by the late emperor and the Prime Minister and are still alive.
At this time, he took the lead in writing a letter and suggested building a temple for the prime minister, which was quite reasonable.
"So you have to hurry up and repair Wuguan as soon as possible."
Feng Junhou was stunned.
He really couldn't understand. He was obviously talking about building a temple for the prime minister, so why did he come back to talk about martial arts?
"Oh, you're so stupid!"
Zhang Xiaosi hit him in disgust and said, "The Prime Minister accepted the late emperor's will to revive the Han Dynasty and return the old capital."
"Now that Chang'an has been recovered, your Majesty has built a temple for the Prime Minister. Doesn't it mean that Your Majesty is determined to inherit the legacy of the late emperor and the Prime Minister?"
When Feng Junhou heard this, he was immediately shocked.
What the hell!
What is it about a strong sense of familiarity from later generations?
We are...successors, inheritance...
"Return to the old capital?"
"Yes, after building a temple for the Prime Minister, the next step is probably that His Majesty will come to Guanzhong to offer sacrifices, and then..."
Feng Junhou continued: "Then the capital will be moved to Chang'an."
No wonder they are rushing to repair Wuguan.
If nothing else, this operation is really smooth.
Not only did he act like a wise king who was obedient to public opinion, but he also gave himself the aura of inheriting the legacy of the late emperor and prime minister, and at the same time logically promoted the return of the old capital.
Who agrees?
Who objects?
Logically speaking, moving the capital is a major matter for the country and must be done with caution.
I didn't see the Wei State. It was clear that the puppet emperor had been staying in Xuchang, but he didn't dare to openly say that he wanted to move the capital.
This wave of operations in Hanzhong has reduced resistance to a minimum, which can be said to be a huge move.
Secretary Zhang nodded: "See you soon, Alang."
Then she said with some worry: "It's just that Chang'an is in ruins, and I'm afraid that the palace built in a hurry will be too crude."
We need to repair Wuguan and build a palace. This is no small project.
It will consume a lot of national and people's energy.
But the benefits are obvious. As long as the capital is actually moved to Chang'an, Ji Han will have a three-pronged image.
At least Wei Guo can no longer say with a straight face that he is the right one in the world, the world's orthodox and so on.
Guanzhong and Hedong are both gone, and they are hit by the ass!
For Ji Han, returning to the old capital was a very inspiring move.
Not only can the loyal people see hope, but it can also scare those who waver, so that they dare not bet on Wei easily.
The most important thing is that after the capital was moved to Chang'an, Adou's position became unbreakable.
"No matter how simple the palace is, Your Majesty is still willing to live there, right? When Emperor Gaozu established his capital in Chang'an, he couldn't even find horses of the same color to pull his cart."
He conquered Sanfu from Hanzhong, pacified Guanzhong and then established his capital in Chang'an. This resume is almost exactly the same as that of Emperor Gaozu.
Based on this resume alone, the little fat man can advance a lot in the ranking of historical emperors.
If we can really take advantage of the favorable geographical location in Guanzhong, we can imitate Emperor Gaozu and march eastward to unify the world.
That is an achievement on par with Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Guangwu.
If this was the case, he would be willing to live in a thatched house, let alone a simple one for the time being.
Even if he doesn't want to, I'm afraid Queen Zhang will try her best to let him live there.
Feng Junhou patted Zhang Xingyi's smooth back:
"Don't worry. Send a message to Hanzhong and ask the palace to send Niu Wa over. I will mobilize some engineering teams and craftsmen from Nanxiang."
With the continuous improvement of technology, the temperature of the furnace fire that Dahan can control is getting higher and higher.
Although the pass rate of calcined cement coming out of the kiln has not reached mass production, it is still possible to build a palace for my brother-in-law.
Zhang Xiaosi yawned again and narrowed his eyes. He was probably too tired and wanted to fall asleep:
"Okay, I just listen to Alang. When the emperor moves the capital to Chang'an, our marriage will be put on the agenda, and Alang must prepare early."
Feng Junhou:...
