cite Han

Chapter 27 Haoyue

Liu Jing exited the hall, and saw a boy servant wearing a blue scarf and holding a delicate food box waiting at the door, it turned out that it was time for breakfast before he knew it.

In the Han Dynasty, when breakfast was at work, officials with average family backgrounds had to bring their own pots of meals, while officials with wealthy families had their servants deliver meals.

This person is the boy servant in Huang Qiu's family, he saluted Liu Jing politely, and then knocked on the door and entered.

Liu Jing went back to the second floor and met Xie Liang head-on. The latter said, "Has Mr. Liu brought breakfast? There is a stove on the first floor where you can heat porridge." Immediately, he came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Mr. Liu is from a high school. door, there should be a servant to deliver food, I am talking too much."

Liu Jing looked at the overnight rice porridge mixed with vegetables and leaves in Xie Liang's hands, and shook his head and said, "Thank you for letting me know, I already had breakfast before going out this morning."

Xie Liang nodded and went downstairs alone.

Liu Jing returned to the room, stood in front of the window, looked at the market, and the figures of Huang Qiu and Xie Liang flashed in his mind one by one.

Huang Qiu rejects everything in the market from the bottom of his heart, and usually ignores mundane affairs, so it is most appropriate to describe him as eating and waiting to die.Xie Liang is the actual manager of the market, but due to his bad background, it is basically difficult to get promoted.

Whether it's Huang Qiu or Xie Liang, both of them are ordinary people and they are not a threat to him.

As a newcomer, he was not in a hurry to grab the power, he had to get familiar with the environment first.

After the meal, the officials came to see Liu Jing one after another. Among them were the secretary in charge of documents, the city stingy man in charge of rent collection, the pavilion chief and column chief in charge of public security, and the low-level officials such as Xiao Shi and city soldiers. A petty official, but he is not even qualified to meet him.

It was noon in a flash, and the deer porridge that he ate in the morning had long since been digested. Liu Jing decided to go to the city to buy some food to fill his stomach, and look around by the way.

He came to the market twice, both by ox carts, and he didn't feel anything wrong.

But this time walking through the city, he found that the roads are muddy, the sewage is flowing, the flies are flying around, and the smell is stinking. It really refreshes his senses every moment. No wonder the market is regarded as an unclean place by gentlemen, isn't it? It doesn't make sense.

The ready-made food in the market is limited, and there are even fewer that suit his taste. The last time I came to the market, I tasted the Hu Bing and thought it tasted good, so I went straight to the bakery stand.

The cake seller is a dwarf who is less than five feet tall. No one knows his real name, and everyone calls him "dwarf slave" on weekdays.

It was not time to eat, and there were only three or two people who bought cakes. Seeing Liu Jing wearing official uniforms, they all showed a little fear and a little flattery on their faces, and they spontaneously gave way to him.

Liu Jing shook his head and said: "You don't have to do this, just follow the order."

Several people were amazed in their hearts, such a polite official was extremely rare.

What is the image of officials in the eyes of the people?

You only need to know that officials, rangers, and thieves are called the three evils of the market, and you can see it.

In order not to keep Liu Jing waiting for a long time, the short slave obviously accelerated the speed of picking up the cakes, and the people in front did not dare to delay, and soon it was Liu Jing's turn.

The dwarf slave held his huge head and asked, "How much do you want to buy?"

"Four." Liu Jing replied casually. "A total of eight dollars, right?"

The short slave wrapped the four mustard cakes tightly with reed leaves, handed them to Liu Jing, and nodded cautiously: "Yes."

Officials don't eat much of the overlord's meal, but there is often a shortage. He neither dares to be angry nor speaks out, so he can only suffer from being dumb.

Liu Jing said "thank you" and happily paid for the cake.

When the short slave heard the other party thanking him, he couldn't help being startled, and thought to himself: "This gentleman is really different."

"Hey, brother, isn't that Liu Jun?"

Hearing this, Liu Jing turned around, and two young figures came into view. The elder was fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a white lun scarf, and the youngest was twelve or thirteen years old, also wearing a boy's scarf. It was the brother who had met him once in front of the Shusi, who was from the land of Qilu.

It's just that he didn't announce his name at that time. I don't know why the other party knew his surname was Liu. Could it be that the owner of the book shop told them?

His elder brother tugged at his younger brother's sleeve, clasped his fists at Liu Jing and said, "My brother and I had the honor to see Liu Jun's handwriting in the bookstore in the city. Excuse me, please don't blame Liu Jun." After speaking, he took out the famous stab from his bosom and offered it with both hands.

Liu Jing smiled and nodded, showing a good demeanor, but when he looked down and saw the words on the wooden board: "Langya Zhuge Liang worships again, asks about daily life, the word Kongming." The immature but handsome young man lost his voice for a moment.

Since time travel, Liu Jing has also met Du Xi and Huan Jie, who are famous in the history books. During the process of interacting with them, he has always maintained a good attitude, but today he lost his composure.

Thinking about it, although Du Xi and Huan Jie were relatively outstanding figures in the Three Kingdoms period, they had almost no influence on later generations.

Needless to say, Zhuge Liang has become synonymous with "loyalty" and "wisdom" for thousands of years, and is one of the most familiar historical figures in China.

In the entire Three Kingdoms at the end of Han Dynasty, except for a few people, compared with Zhuge Liang, the rest are like the difference between a firefly and a bright moon.

Zhuge Liang also introduced Liu Jing to his younger brother Zhuge Jun, who was only 12 years old this year and had no name.

Liu Jing calmed down a little, and found that he hadn't returned the famous stab, which was really rude, so he hurriedly made amends, saying:

"The surnames of brothers are quite rare. I know that there was a Zhuge Shaoji in the former Han Dynasty. He was an official to Sili Xiaowei. It's a pity. I don't know what is the relationship between my brothers and this gentleman?"

"It's my family ancestor." Zhuge Liang's eyes brightened, he nodded and replied.

His younger brother Zhuge Jun's emotions were even more exposed, with a look of pride on his face.

Of course they have reason to be proud. Zhuge Feng is a biographical figure in the "Han Shu", benefiting from the widespread dissemination of the "Han Shu", Zhuge Feng's deeds are widely known.

"It turns out that after being a famous official, I disrespected and disrespected." Liu Jing pretended not to know, and then suggested: "This place is noisy, it is not a place to talk. If you two don't mind it, you can sit with me in the market building for a while."

"Stick to what you want, but dare not ask for it." Zhuge Liang had intended to get acquainted with Liu Jing, so naturally he would not refuse.

On the way to the city building, the two walked side by side. Although Zhuge Liang was only 15 years old, he was over seven feet tall, no different from an adult, not much shorter than Liu Jing.

"When did Liu Jun become an official?" Zhuge Liang asked curiously.

"I just took office today. Kong Ming is about the same age as me, so you can just call me 'Zhongda' directly." Speaking of his nickname, Liu Jing showed a slight strangeness on his face.

"This..." Zhuge Liang showed hesitation.The two had just met, so it didn't seem appropriate to call them directly, but Liu Jing was so affectionate that he had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

Arriving at the city building, Liu Jing invited the two of them into the room.

Brothers Zhuge Liang and Zhuge Jun are worthy of being from the famous Qilu family. They sat on straw mats with their buttocks against their ankles, their hands neatly placed on their knees, their bodies straight and their eyes fixed, showing a good family education.

As soon as Liu Jing was seated, he couldn't help asking the doubts hidden in his heart: "Kong Ming, your brothers are from Qilu, and they ended up in Changsha for some reason."

In his previous life, Liu Jing admired Zhuge Liang very much and knew his deeds quite well. History books did not say that he had been to Changsha.

"Two years ago, Cao Cao launched an army in Xuzhou, with brutal means, killing hundreds of thousands of men and women, leaving no chickens and dogs, Surabaya was kept alive, and there were no pedestrians in the town..." Recalling the tragedy of his hometown, Zhuge Liang's tone could not help but be sad with resentment.

"My brother and I lost their parents when they were young. They were brought up by my uncle. Due to the power of Cao Cao, my uncle led the family to avoid chaos in Huainan. Earlier this year, my uncle was appointed as the prefect of Yuzhang County (Yangzhou). Not long after, the Chang'an court sent another Kuaiji Zhu Hao and Zhu Wenming are the prefects of Yuzhang."

"The so-called 'the sky has no two suns, and the earth has no two masters'. My uncle was defeated in the battle with Zhu Hao. He wanted to go to Liu Jingzhou, but Zhu Hao led his troops to cut off the way to the north. My uncle had to lead the whole family across the mountains. to Changsha.

(End of this chapter)