I will be the master of Xuande

Chapter 32

Outside the post house is the sound of thunder, mixed with the sound of the majestic rainstorm, and a strong man wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat enters the pavilion. Therefore, the person's stature is too tall. If the height of later generations is calculated, Liu Jian estimates that the person's net height should be more than 1.9 meters.

For the people of the Han Dynasty who had a single food variety and lack of nutrition, being able to grow to a height of 1.9 meters is really a talent, which is different from ordinary people.

Liu Jian's family conditions are pretty good, but he only looks 1.7 meters [-] now.

Following the man's rush in, several other postmen who were soaked in water rushed in behind him.

One of the post officials grabbed the tall man's shoulders and angrily said, "Didn't you just say that there is no room left here! What are you still doing here? Today the post pavilion is resting for nobles, and there is no room for your recklessness." Fu Saye, get out... get out for me!"

After that, he began to exert force on the man's shoulder, trying to pull him out.

He never thought that the man stood there without moving, but that the postman had exerted too much force and almost slipped and fell.

"oops!"

Seeing that the postman was about to fall, the tall man stretched out his hand and held him firmly.

Afterwards, seeing him slowly turn his hands away, he said slowly:
"Knowing that there is no room to live here, you can rest assured that Guan will not rest here, but just take shelter from the rain for a while, and leave as soon as the rain weakens, and will never disturb others."

The post official frowned, and didn't want to agree to him at first. After all, most of the people received by this pavilion were messengers from various counties holding talismans, or wealthy scholars who went out to study and travel. One can tell at a glance that he is a character similar to a ranger. Even if such a person can afford the money, it is not easy to let him enter the pavilion.

"In this huge land, it's not good to go to shelter from the rain. You have to come here? It's not like you don't know where this is! The locust tree at the door can stand people and hide from the rain. You should go there."

When the big man heard that the postman actually asked him to go under the tree outside the house to shelter from the rain, his face instantly became unkind.

He turned his head slowly, lowered his head and glared at the postman, the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt at any time.

He was taller than the post official by more than a head and a half, and his body was wide and strong, and he could stand up to the opponent's two. The post official looked up at him, and was a little scared by his gaze, and his mouth became parched unconsciously. He wanted to say some sarcastic words again, but he opened his mouth, but only spit out some whispers that no one else could hear clearly, like a mosquito.

At this moment, Liu Jian came over, grabbed the big man's wrist, and said with a smile: "Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time, why are you here now?"

The man turned his head to look at Liu Jian suspiciously, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Hearing the words, the post official hurriedly asked Liu Jian, "Did you know this person?"

Liu Jian replied very naturally: "Exactly. I was ordered to meet Uncle Fang in Jinyang. It happened that I needed to know some news from this person, so I made an appointment here in advance."

When the post official heard this, without further ado, he turned his head and ordered: "Give them another bowl of millet rice!"

Sure enough, the post officials here are all masters who are good at observing words and deeds.

Liu Jian smiled at him: "I will pay for your door panels!"

"Hey, no need, it's just a door panel, Xiu Xiu will install it, Xiao Lang can do it himself."

Afterwards, the man was dragged by Liu Jian to sit beside Sihu's desk.

Not long after, millet and rice were served, and five people sat around the case and ate a bowl.

The tall man looked at the millet in front of him, and didn't move his chopsticks. He just looked at Liu Jian suspiciously.

Before he opened his mouth to ask, he heard Liu Jian say: "They are all people who are toiling outside, and it is only natural to help each other. You are welcome, dear friend. This bowl of rice is enough to satisfy your hunger. You just use it and don't need to remember it." .”

The man clasped his fists at Liu Jian very politely, and introduced himself: "You are so generous and helpful, which shows that you are a handsome man, a certain Guan Yu, whose name is Changsheng, who is from Jiexian County, Hedong. He has traveled abroad all the year round. Passing by here occasionally, I am fortunate to meet you."

Liu Jian was very happy when he heard the other party's name.

As for the reasons for the joy, I don't need to repeat it after thinking about it.

"Liu Jian from Zhuoxian County in Xiazhuo County has not yet been crowned. His teacher gave him the name Deran. This is my elder brother, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande. Both of us are descendants of the Queen of Han. Our ancestor is King Jing of Zhongshan. We are all Emperor Xiaojing. Great-great-grandson is also."

"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!"

Liu Bei, who was eating at the side, heard this, sprayed a mouthful of rice directly into the bowl, and then coughed loudly uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Jian Yong was startled, and hastily stretched out his hand to comfort Liu Bei's chest.

After Liu Bei finished coughing, he turned his head to look at Liu Jian in surprise, not knowing what kind of medicine this kid had taken wrongly today, why did he mention that he was a Han family clan relative?
If Liu Bei remembers correctly, in front of outsiders for many years, these words of the Han family clan should be his mantra, and Liu Jian never mentioned them.

Moreover, many years of facts have proved that the pretense of the Han family clan has always been useless, at least when Liu Bei used this matter as his own facade, it has always been useless, and he will be laughed at from time to time.

In no mood……

The strong man showed a surprised look on his face, and said: "I don't want my step to be a descendant of the Han Empress? What a disrespect, disrespect!!"

"Pfft... cough, cough, cough!"

Liu Bei coughed again when he heard the words.

It turns out that the identity of the descendant of the Empress Han can really bluff people!

When he was using it by himself, no one looked at him at all, but how could he be impressed by Liu Jian's body?
What I said to him before is exactly the same, is there anything wrong?
"By the way, brother Guan, Mr. Liu was in Gou's Mountain in the past. He was a teacher of Lu Shangshu in the court, and he liked to read "Zuo Zhuan."

Liu Bei looked at Liu Jian in surprise again.

I said... Brother, did you go out today to show off?Can you tell him about this?
"Oh? Jun actually likes to read the Spring and Autumn Annals!? So does Guan! My teacher is a famous Confucianist. Guan recently happened to be unclear about some principles in "Zuo Zhuan". Would you mind teaching me a thing or two?"

Liu Bei was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Seeing that the two of them can talk so speculatively, when they were young, Liu Bei finally sighed and said with envy, "Why don't you two talk alone, and the three of us go hide?"

……

In Jinyang City, at the governor's mansion, Dong Zhuo, a huge, powerful and strong man, was holding a scroll of bamboo slips, which contained the contents of the unbroken "Book of Changes". He held a pen in his hand, stained with ink, and looked at There are no broken sentences, but the coherent lines of words, I just feel dazzled, my chest is blocked by a mouthful of depression, and I seem to be a little out of breath.

Beside Dong Zhuo, stood a middle-aged strong man who was as big and strong as him. If you look carefully, you will find that this person is quite similar to Dong Zhuo in appearance.

This person is Dong Zhuo's younger brother Dong Min. Since Dong Zhuo took office, Dong Min has served as the governor's soldier.

As an official in a different place, especially an official who is more sensitive in the local area like the governor, the cronies around him are naturally better to use people from his own family.

The bamboo slips used in the Han Dynasty had fewer characters, only one piece of "Book of Changes", which has been written in thirteen volumes, and they are all piled up next to Dong Zhuo's desk, and Dong Min handed them out one by one. Dong Zhuo divides sentences.

Finally finishing the volume in his hand, Dong Zhuo raised his head depressedly, looked at Dong Min and said, "How many volumes are there?"

"Brother, there are three volumes."

Dong Min said while handing over another roll.

Dong Zhuo stretched out his hand impatiently to block it, then threw the roll in his hand on the ground, and said angrily, "That's it for today, the old man can't keep his eyes open."

While speaking, Dong Zhuo stretched out his hands and rubbed his temples, leaning to one side on the couch while yawning.

Dong Min was not idle, he bent down to tidy up the scattered bamboo slips on the ground.

He folded the bamboo slips and put them neatly on the case, and asked: "Brother, then Yuan's family biography "Meng Shi Yi" in Runan, the ancestors have been familiar with the "Book of Changes" for generations, how to divide this sentence is the most important thing in their hearts. I understand...but I can't figure it out, Yuan Situ got a few volumes of the original copy of "Book of Changes" and ordered people to send them to Jinyang to ask my brother to break the chapters, what is the intention in all this?"

Dong Zhuo half-closed his eyes, then yawned long again, and said indifferently: "What else can I do, it's just to humiliate the old man."

"Ah? Use, use this method to humiliate brother? But, brother, you are now an old official of the Yuan family!"

(End of this chapter)