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Chapter 230 Misunderstanding
"Your name is Yang Jie?" Xia Houxuan looked at the scholar in front of him, but his mind drifted to the northwest.

"Yes, my lord, I implore Lord Xiahou to leave Luoyang with us." The scholar said respectfully.

Feng's guest house, Qinglong Qisu and Jiuyeying suffered heavy casualties.

But no one thought they would dare to come back.

Luoyang is such a big city, even if Master Sima has the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible to see every corner.

But Dou Muxie, Xurishu, and Bishuixie became more cautious after experiencing failures.

Xia Houxuan is the master of metaphysics in the world, and there are countless people who come to ask for advice and argue every day.

Doumu Xie's famous thorn was handed over for a whole month, and he waited in front of Xiahou's mansion every day before he got such an opportunity.

"Do you know that both inside and outside my mansion are the masterpieces of Sima?" Xia Houxuan's eyes were dim as the wind and snow howled outside the small pavilion.

"The villain knows that as long as Xiahou Gong agrees, our people will have a way to send Xiahou Gong and the princes out of the city." After a long time in the dark environment, Dou Muxie has developed a keen intuition, and in ten Under a few pairs of prying eyes, he was calm and composed, as if he was really just a poor scholar.

Xia Houxuan was kneeling upright, with a small white jade crown on his head, a sable cloak, a sapphire belt around his waist, his upper body was straight, his expression was gentle yet solemn, and he was as bright as the sun and the moon in his arms. I understand, but the current situation is so difficult, if I leave, who else is willing to help the great Wei Sheji? A gentleman will not do it."

Dou Muxie said anxiously: "My lord said that Sima and his son must have the intention of stealing the country, and that Lord Xiahou will be murdered by Sima if he stays in Luoyang."

"There is no need to persuade, if the sky does not bless Wei, no one will die for the country, and the history will be long, and you will only laugh for future generations." Xia Houxuan said calmly.

It's just that this kind of calm is the calm after experiencing despair.

After returning to Luoyang and being left idle, Xia Houxuan saw many things clearly.

Cao Shuang's execution can be said to be the result of the wrath of heaven and people's own responsibility, but when Wang Ling raised his troops, no one in the world responded.

Xia Houxuan knew what the gentry were thinking.

Guo Huai, Wang Chang, Sun Li, Zhuge Dan, and Guan Qiujian, all those who were favored by Cao Wei chose to wait and see.

How is today's situation similar to that of the Han Dynasty?

The power of the military is falling apart, the gentry is centrifugal, and the generals have their own thoughts.

Dou Muxie was both admiring and helpless.

If we can meet this time, it will not be so easy next time.

"My lord, I ask Duke Xia to send an heir out of the city, with the blood of Lord Duke Xia." Dou Muxie couldn't help but admire Yang Zheng's foresight.

Xia Houxuan's calm expression finally showed some waves.

However, at this moment, a voice came from outside, "Where is Brother Taichu?"

The footsteps of the visitor were extremely fast, and the door was pushed open within a few breaths of words.

The wind and snow poured in from behind him, and the maroon cloak fluttered.

A pair of sharp eyes pierced into the hall like two long swords.

Seeing this person, Xia Houxuan still sat upright and said calmly, "Why is Zi Yuan so rude?"

The person who came was Sima Shi.

No one in Xiahou's mansion stopped him, and no one dared to stop him.

"Students pay their respects to Sima Gong." Dou Muxie was shocked, he didn't expect Sima Master to come so fast, but his expression was quite calm.

People who have experienced cruel life and death are also calmer than ordinary people.

Master Sima waved his hand boldly, signaling Dou Muxie not to salute, turned his head and cupped his hands to Xia Houxuan and said with a smile: "I don't see my elder brother, and my elder brother is not allowed to see my younger brother. The wind and snow are mild today, and there is nothing wrong with you. Ask your brother for advice."

With every move, he didn't regard himself as an outsider, he went to the soft bed and knelt down, but his eyes fell on Dou Muxie, "Forgive me for my poor eyesight, I have never seen Your Excellency before."

"Student Hongnong Yang Jie."

"Hongnong Yang's family? No wonder, no wonder." Master Sima looked around, "Hongnong Yang's four knowledges, which four knowledges?"

Dou Muxie cupped his hands and said, "Heaven knows, God knows, I know, son knows."

When Yang Zhen, the Confucius of Kansai, was the governor of Jingzhou, Wang Miye, the talented man of Jingzhou, came with ten gold pieces and said: "Muye is ignorant."

Yang Zhen refused and said: "Heaven knows, God knows, I know, son knows. What is ignorance!"

"Not bad." Sima Shi smiled, "You don't look like a scholar, but you look like a sergeant."

Dou Muxie thought he had passed the test, but he didn't expect Sima Shi to change the subject suddenly and was caught off guard.

Master Sima's gaze became sharper.

Although he was still smiling, there was an inexplicable chill in the hall.

Dou Muxie quickly bowed in front of Master Sima, "The student does know some martial arts, and traveled between Bingyou and You in his early years."

The children of the gentry are usually both civil and military, which is reasonable.

Sima Shi stared at him, if Dou Muxie behaved too calmly or too flustered, he would not be able to leave Xiahou Mansion today.

Dou Muxie's performance is just right, the panic of a small character, and the calmness of a small character.

"Ziyuan is visiting today, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Xia Houxuan said with a displeased expression.

Seeing that Xia Houxuan did not intercede, Master Sima finally shifted his attention away from Dou Muxie, "Haha, Taichu is guilty of guilt?"

"If you don't do something wrong, why should you be guilty, but Ziyuan is buried by a fox all day long, could it be that he is restless?" Xia Houxuan secretly satirized Sima Shi's suspicion, and also satirized his father and son as cunning like foxes.

Master Sima didn't take it seriously, he laughed, and cupped his hands to Xia Houxuan and said, "Oh, my brother is very knowledgeable, and my brother is not as good as him."

One is the imperial court Fujun general, and the other is the imperial court Da Honglu.

Dou Muxie was caught in the middle, cold sweat dripping from his face, he cupped his hands and said, "Student, leave."

Xia Houxuan slightly nodded, and Dou Muxie bowed and retreated.

Master Sima glanced out of the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of coldness.

"Ziyuan can talk now." Xia Houxuan said.

Both of them used to be the leaders of the Vanity Party and were relatives-in-law, so they had a very good relationship back then.

Xia Houxuan knew Sima Shi's temper like the back of his hand.

Master Sima laughed twice, "As expected of elder brother, the younger brother is actually here for his son-in-law."

In front of outsiders, Master Sima always had a smiling face.

People who don't know the truth often feel like spring breeze.

Just like his father, he was always considered loyal and hardworking.

Sima Yi once again rejected the nine tins bestowed by the emperor, which made the ruling and opposition parties look forward to it a little more.

I hope he is the reincarnated Iho.

"Oh? Could it be that he violated the Tai Tuo's taboo?"

If Master Sima is a flame, Xia Houxuan is an iceberg.

"What are you talking about, brother? I am also the son-in-law of the Xiahou family, and he is also the son-in-law of the Xiahou family. No matter what you say, you should take care of him. , It's a pity that Cao Shuang doesn't know heroes, and let such generals be buried in the border, wouldn't it make Wu Shu laugh at my ignorance?" Sima Shi circled around.

But Xia Houxuan already knew what he meant.

But how many of those targeted by Sima and his son will die well?
Sima Shi said: "It is because the imperial court wants to promote him as the prefect of Bohai Sea and make him Marquis of Jinyangting."

Xia Houxuan said coldly: "Since it is the imperial court's intention, it is enough to announce the decree, so why ask me?"

"Of course I have to ask my elder brother for his opinion. If it is convenient for my elder brother, I might as well write a letter to my son-in-law, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings to my son-in-law." Master Sima was still smiling, but there was a hint of sharpness in his smile.

(End of this chapter)