When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 208: Kidnapping the Teacher at the Wedding
“Where do all these people come from?”

Zhang Fei, who was sorting visiting cards in the house, was faced with so many visiting cards like snowflakes. Even though he never blinked an eye on the battlefield, he felt difficult and overwhelmed at the moment.

Guan Yu, who was always steady, said with emotion as he sorted out his things: "Third brother, most of the nobles are like this. On the surface, they claim to serve the country and the people, and they act upright, as if the corruption in the Han Dynasty was caused by the eunuchs. When you were down, they looked down on you, but when you became successful, they squeezed through the door to curry your favor. They have no regard for the common people at all, so I hate associating with them."

"Second brother, eldest brother knows that we don't like dealing with the nobles, so he let us stay at home and go to pay a visit to them by ourselves."

"Hey, wait, this is—"

Zhang Fei's voice stopped abruptly.

"what happened?"

Guan Yu stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhang Fei.

"Second brother, look."

Zhang Fei handed a visiting card to Guan Yu. Guan Yu took a closer look and read out the name on it, "Qian Zhao".

卢府
"Hahaha, Brother Zigan, your disciple is truly a man of talent and demeanor. He has already been conferred a title of nobility before he is even thirty. This is truly admirable!"

The firewood in the stove was crackling, and the warm flames came in, making the faces of Lu Zhi, Liu Bei and Yang Biao, who were sitting opposite each other, glow. At Yang Biao's constant praise, the corners of Lu Zhi's mouth curled up wildly.

As the protagonist, Liu Bei did not feel the slightest bit disturbed, not because he did not like to hear nice words.

To use the words of the later generations in the fairyland, people are afraid of becoming famous just as pigs are afraid of becoming fat.

In particular, a ranger from a county who had fallen on hard times led his two brothers to be successfully conferred the title of marquis.

The uproar in the Han Dynasty was enough to drive people crazy, especially those poor scholars with ordinary backgrounds and no big family to rely on, who kept sending visiting cards. Liu Bei would always take time to meet them, treat them with courtesy, and talk with them. If he met someone in poverty, he would help him. If he met someone who was speculating, he could only ask his third brother. As for why he didn't help, he himself was afraid that he didn't take the responsibility.

In short, frequent interpersonal interactions really drained Liu Bei's mind. The flattering words were always the same over and over again. Even a strong man would get calluses on his ears after hearing them too much.

"Xuan De, I wonder what you think of the current situation." After some pleasantries, Yang Biao went straight to the point.

What do you think?
The big families and the eunuchs are not good people.

But there are still talented and ambitious people among the big families.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei said, "The cholera of eunuchs is more serious."

Yang Biao nodded with satisfaction. He thought that Liu Bei was comparing the Yellow Turbans with the eunuchs. He thought to himself, Brother Zigan has always been upright. Some people say that Xuande is very close to the eunuchs, but it seems that these are all groundless rumors.

Yang Biao, who thought he had guessed the correct answer, smiled mysteriously and said:
"Xuan De, I ask you to lend us a helping hand. Regardless of whether this thing succeeds or not, we will all gain the family knowledge that has been passed down from generation to generation."

Yang Biao's meaning was very clear.

In other words, as long as he helps them to overthrow the eunuchs, the gentry will accept him and he will become a noble gentry who rides on the heads of the common people and shits and pisses on them.

What are the gentry?
Liu Bei, who was able to travel back and forth between the fairyland and the Han Dynasty, knew better than Lu Zhi and Yang Biao before him that if the powerful were the tigers and wolves occupying the local wealth, then the gentry were the dragons and pythons occupying the steps to advancement.

In the Han Dynasty where the literacy rate was low, if a poor man could write his own name, it was a sign that his parents valued education.

The gentry monopolized education, and during the reign of Emperor Xiaozhang, Confucian classics were even tied to officialdom.

Therefore, if you want to be an official, you must study the classics.

And all kinds of classics are in the hands of the big families.

Without family tradition passed down from generation to generation, even if you have made great contributions, you will gradually decline.

As Yang Biao was born in Hongnong Yang family, these words were very tempting to any scholar. But.
Liu Bei was different. As long as he nodded, Jia Xu would deliver a variety of classics to his house the next day.

Seeing that Liu Bei did not answer, Yang Biao changed the subject: "Come and drink, drink!"

"Xuan De, Wen Xian was a little blunt. Even if you don't want to do it, you can agree to it first."

After Yang Biao left, only Lu Zhi and Liu Bei were left sitting opposite each other in the room.

Liu Bei said frankly, "Master Lu, I don't want to be involved in intrigues in the court."

Lu Zhi wanted to say something, but seeing Liu Bei's serious look, he finally sighed, "Forget it, forget it. Since Xuande doesn't want to, then forget it. Wait until His Majesty's decree comes down, and appoint Xuande to whatever he wants. Anyway, you have me behind you."

"Master Lu."

Liu Bei raised his head and saw that Lu Zhi's face had become more worried. He seemed to have aged a little since the last time they met. It was obvious that the political struggle was equally cruel.

Liu Bei knew his own limitations. When it came to leading troops to fight, governing a region, and making friends, he had some confidence. But if it came to a struggle in the court, even Cao Mengde couldn't stand it, let alone him?

If current events continue to develop, in a few years, after His Majesty passes away, the eunuchs and scholars will fight to the death.

By then, Luoyang will surely be in chaos.

Can Lu Zhi, who is at the center of the vortex, really live in peace?

I saved Master Lu last time, but this time I put Master Lu in danger?
Liu Bei sighed in his heart.

"Xuan De, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Lu Zhi felt a little uneasy when Liu Bei stared at him. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. He subconsciously touched his cheek, but found nothing.

"Master Lu," Liu Bei said, "If I say that I dreamed that Luoyang would be in chaos in a few years—"

"Xuan De, be careful with your words!"

Regardless of his image as a great scholar, Lu Zhi jumped up and quickly covered Liu Bei's mouth, fearing that Liu Bei's words would be heard by others. "I dreamed that Luoyang was in chaos. Aren't you cursing Your Majesty?"

Seeing Lu Zhi's reaction, Liu Bei knew that Lu Zhi was doing this for his own good, and also knew Lu Zhi's attitude, and a warm current surged in his heart. So he lowered his head to show that he knew he was wrong, and Lu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and let go.

"Master Lu, I was just joking." Liu Bei said with a smile.

"Just kidding." Lu Zhi puffed his beard and glared, "Xuan De, you almost scared me to death."

Seeing Lu Zhi's chest heaving violently, Liu Bei hurriedly stood up and made hot tea for Lu Zhi. When Lu Zhi calmed down, Liu Bei found a suitable opportunity to speak: "Master Lu, I lost my father when I was young. I regard you as my father. I have an unwelcome request. When I get married, I wonder if Master Lu can attend my wedding in my place of my father?"

Lu Zhi's heart softened, and he used laughter to hide his feelings, "Why not?!"

Sorry, Master Lu, this is the only solution I have.

Liu Bei smiled.

After brushing off the snow dust from his shoulders, Liu Bei returned to his temporary residence. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Zhang Fei walking towards him with a big smile on his face. He said with a smile:

"Brother, look who's here?!"

Hearing the voice, Liu Bei's eyes swept over Zhang Fei and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

"Zi Jing."

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