Chapter 219 Sima Hui: Ah? I Lost (4k)

The mountains are bathed in a fresh rain, and the fragrance of earth is floating around.

An old man is fishing at leisure on the river bank, while a boatman is rowing and singing on the river.

Sima Hui stepped on the soft soil and stopped in front of a house. The low wall made of loess was only enough to protect against thieves, and the courtyard gate made of mulberry wood was left open without any protection.

He walked into the courtyard as if he had returned to his own home. Seeing a woman and a child, he waved his sleeves and asked
"Where's Pang Gong?"

"I just crossed the Mian River and went far away." The woman answered honestly.

Sima Hui waved his sleeves again, "Sister-in-law, please prepare millet rice for me. Xu Yuanzhi once said that a noble person would come to visit me and Pang Gong."

The woman and the child did not dare to be negligent and nodded repeatedly, welcoming Sima Hui into the house.

Sima Hui did not refuse, he lay on the recliner with peace of mind.

As a scholar from Yingchuan, Sima Hui should not have come to Yuliangzhou in Xiangyang. It was his student Xiang Lang who kept sending letters to him, praising the extraordinary people in Jingxiang.

Among these extraordinary people, Pang Degong was the most talented. He did not like the intrigues in the government. He enjoyed farming in the fields, playing the piano and reading.

Logically speaking, these were just ways for scholars to maintain their reputation. Sima Hui had seen them many times and should have been accustomed to them. But for some reason, a voice inexplicably emerged in his heart, as if saying that if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Maybe it's the bombardment of huge letters

Sima Hui found this excuse to comfort himself.

He rested his head on the back of the recliner, recalling the time he had spent with Pang Degong, and felt a little relieved that he had agreed to Juda.

Pang Gong is truly my confidant.

Since arriving in Jingzhou, Sima Hui and Pang Degong often got together. They would row boats or wade across the water to visit each other, free from all worries, feeling relaxed and happy.

Gradually, Sima Hui felt sleepy and his eyelids became heavier. He turned over and fell into a dream.

"Moral conduct. Moral conduct"

Sima Hui opened his sleepy eyes when he heard the shouting. He hated being disturbed in his sweet dreams the most. He wanted to speak in the correct Chinese accent without any dirty words so that the other party could understand the power of the scholars. However, when the blurry figure came into his sight, all the greetings shrank into his throat.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man who was eight feet tall. He looked no different from an ordinary person and was dressed in ordinary clothes. Although they were not coarse linen clothes, they had nothing to do with fancy clothes. If you didn't look carefully, you would think he was a farmer or a waiter in a tavern.

This gentleman was none other than Pang Degong, who was ten years older than him.

He woke up instantly, "Pang Gong!"

"Decao, you are in such a good mood, you even fell asleep while waiting for food."

Sima Hui did not feel ashamed at all when facing Pang Degong's teasing. He said as a matter of course: "Pang Gong's reclining chair is extremely comfortable, which makes people unable to stop!"

"Tong asked me to buy this. I want to ask Juda to buy it!"

"Reunion?"

Before Pang Degong could answer Sima Hui's question, Pang Degong's wife came over with a smile.
"My dear, Mr. Decao, the food is ready."

After they finished their millet rice, they walked to a pavilion on the shore.

Sima Hui took out the Go chess pieces he had stolen from Pang Degong's house, placed the chessboard on the stone table, and placed two black pieces and two white pieces on the diagonal star positions.

He gently twisted the white piece and looked at Pang Degong who was playing chess with him with a smile.

"Mr. Pang, who is the distinguished guest that Yuanzhi asked you and me to wait for?"

"Of course it's Xixiang Hou Liu Xuande."

"I have heard of Liu Xuande. He was born in a humble family but has great abilities. He rose rapidly from a knight-errant to the position of governor of Jingzhou. He is truly a hero."

"It is indeed extraordinary. Otherwise, how could two of Decao's students travel all the way from Xiangyang to Nanyang County overnight?"

The two chatted while making moves. When they talked about this topic, Sima Hui couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "I don't know why Yuan Zhi and Ju Da are obsessed with Liu Xuande. Even if Liu Xuande is famous, shouldn't they see his true face before making plans? It's really stupid."

"Oh? If I remember correctly, Yuanzhi became Decao's disciple last year, right?" A strange look flashed in Pang Degong's eyes. He knew Sima Hui. Sima Hui loved talented people. Xiang Juda was also a brilliant man. He had been studying with Sima Hui for a long time. Sima Hui's expenses in Jingzhou were all paid by Xiang Juda. Why did he always mention Xu Yuanzhi and even ranked ahead of Xiang Juda?

It is the nature of most teachers to like to show off their talented disciples. Even Sima Hui is no exception. He laughed and said, "Pang Gong, you don't know that Yuanzhi was born in poverty. He spent his early years wandering around his hometown, wasting his time and years. Before he became my disciple, he could only write a few words. He knew nothing about the classics."

"It's so," Pang Degong pretended to be shocked and said, "I met Yuanzhi some time ago. He has an extraordinary appearance and good manners. In terms of character, I think the scholars in Jingxiang can't compare with him. I never thought that he was not good at literature before."

"Yes," Sima Hui raised a proud smile, "I feel I am not as talented as Yuan Zhi. Pang Gong, I heard that scholars in Jingxiang like to give themselves titles. You called me Shuijing, I wonder what you think Yuan Zhi is called?"

"Of course it is"

Just when Pang Degong was about to say something, a short figure caught his attention. He looked down and saw a child standing on tiptoe trying to put two glasses of water on the table.

Pang Degong suddenly felt playful and said with a smile: "Why not call it 'Fengchu'?"

"Snapped"

The ceramic cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Sima Hui's gaze was drawn by the noise and he saw a child. The child looked very aggrieved and tears were about to come out.

"Uncle, uncle, you clearly know that 'Fengchu' is my Taoist name." Ruzi's voice was choked with sobs.

"Hahahaha" Pang Degong laughed and held the child in his arms, "Tong, what do you think Xu Yuanzhi should be?"

system?
Is he the one who asked Pang Gong to buy the recliner?
It turned out to be a child
Wait a minute, the recliner. If I remember correctly, it should be made by Liu Xuande, right? Yuanzhi and Juda both think of Liu Xuande, could it be that this "Tong" asked Pang Gong to buy the recliner because of Liu Xuande?
As soon as this idea came into being, it was overturned by Sima Hui. When he was as old as Pang Tong, apart from studying, he devoted himself to cockfighting and dog running.

It must be the child's nature, curiosity about the recliner, or perhaps it's filial piety, Sima Hui thought secretly.

Faced with Pang Degong's question, Pang Tong thought seriously for a while before giving an answer.

"De Lu."

"Ok?"

"De Lu?"

Sima Hui and Pang Degong looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard the unfamiliar name, and a common question emerged in their hearts: Dilu? What is Dilu?
Pang Degong simply asked directly: "Tong, what is Dilu?"

"Uncle, Dilu is a horse, the white horse that Master Liu rides on."

Pang Degong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He corrected him, "Tong, do you want to say that Xu Yuanzhi is a thousand-mile horse?" "No!" Unexpectedly, Pang Tong broke free from Pang Degong's arms and staggered to the ground. He clasped his fists towards Pang Degong and Sima Hui and said seriously, "Uncle, Mr. Decao..."

"There is more than one good horse, and there is more than one Bole."

"I know of a horse called Red Hare, whose body is as red as charcoal, without a single stray hair. From head to tail, it is ten feet long, and from hoof to neck, it is eight feet tall. When it neighs and roars, it looks like it's flying into the sea."

Pang Degong and Sima Hui were shocked and asked, "How could there be such a divine horse?"

The two of them were talking about horses, but their eyes were involuntarily attracted to Pang Tong, especially Sima Hui. He was secretly shocked. How come I met so many extraordinary talents when I came to Jingxiang? Pang Tong, Pang Tong, it turned out that the title was not wrong. He was really a phoenix chick, a beautiful jade that made people want to carve it.

As famous scholars, the two did not interrupt Pang Tong's speech, and even temporarily stopped playing chess. They sat upright with their backs straight. If it were not for the huge difference in their height and appearance, others would have thought that Pang Tong was the teacher, and Pang Degong and Sima Hui were the students.

Pang Tong nodded and continued, "In the early years, Red Hare followed Lu Bu and defeated Liu, Guan and Zhang. After Lu Bu's death, Red Hare returned to Guan Erge and passed through five passes and killed six generals."

Pang Degong and Sima Hui looked at each other and saw the complexity in each other's eyes.

Liu, Guan and Zhang are fine, but where did this Lu Bu come from? And Guan Yunchang is just Guan Yunchang, so why is he called Guan Erge?

The two did not interrupt and continued to listen quietly.

"Di Lu is not like that. Although Di Lu is a famous horse, it is not Red Hare. No matter who is holding the reins of Di Lu, as long as the master is not Liu Xuande, the final fate is to fall off the horse and die!"

"What if its master is Liu Xuande?" Sima Hui asked.

"like"

Pang Tong fell into a brief silence. He looked around as if looking for something. Suddenly he raised his arm. Pang Degong and Sima Hui looked in the direction where he pointed and saw gurgling water.

While the two were still in doubt, Pang Tong said, "If its master is Liu Bei, even if Di Lu falls into the river, he will rise from the water, jump three feet and fly ashore."

"So that's how it is." Pang Degong stroked his beard happily, "So what Tong meant was that only under Liu Bei's command could Xu Yuanzhi display all his talents."

As he was laughing, Pang Degong looked at Sima Hui and said, "Decao, I have not seen whether Yuanzhi is a thousand-mile horse, but my son is a real phoenix chick. How about it? Are you interested in taking him as your disciple?"

"Pang Gong, I respect you as my elder brother. I have spoken frankly in front of you. I think I like Pang Tong very much. This boy has a pure heart, knows etiquette and is filial and fraternal. He is quick-witted and intelligent. It is Hui's fortune to be his teacher."

"Hahahaha." Pang Degong looked at Pang Tong and waved at him, "Tong, come on, call me master."

Pang Tong, who had always obeyed Pang Degong's teachings, did not take a step forward at this moment, but stood still where he was.

This made Pang Degong feel puzzled, but fortunately he was a patient man, so he asked, "Tong, why are you doing this?"

"Uncle, Mr. Decao, I have a favor to ask of you."

During the conversation, Pang Tong bowed to Pang Degong and Sima Hui again and again. Sima Hui did not treat him as a child this time. He had taught many students and taught many children. Most of them had confused thinking and were playful by nature. There were very few who knew etiquette and had pure hearts. Someone like Pang Tong who could list "Red Hare" and "Di Lu" was undoubtedly a child prodigy.

He wants to see what the child prodigy has to say today.

"Mr. Decao, I have heard of you. You are a man of great talent, and you know everything from ancient times to the present. In your eyes, any problem is as futile as a sign of betrayal. Even Liu Hou Fusheng felt inferior to you and left with his face covered."

As soon as Pang Tong opened his mouth, he started to praise him, which made Pang Degong laugh and Sima Hui feel embarrassed. The arc of his mouth was instantly stiff. He looked up and down at the bean-sized Pang Tong, thinking secretly in his heart, this kid, could it be that he put all the good words and good things he knew on my head? Liu Hou, I am not as powerful as Liu Hou.

However, Pang Tong's next words made Pang Degong's face turn black.

"But if you want to be my master," Pang Tong raised his voice several times, "you must be a high-ranking official!!!"

"Ah?" Sima Hui blinked and gave Pang Degong a comforting look. He did not get angry with Pang Tong. He just felt a little funny. "Why do you want to be a high official?"

"Because high officials are different from others, they sound very powerful, have many followers, can live in a big house, and can gain the respect of many people."

"But I am just a commoner, how can I become a high official?"

"I've heard that as long as a righteous man with a great reputation in the world goes to serve the court, officials will line the streets to welcome him. Even I have heard of Mr. Decao's reputation. How many righteous men can compare to you?"

Hearing this, Sima Hui shook his head and thought: This is indeed the nature of a child.

"You only know that taking the small road is convenient, but you don't know that it's easy to get lost."

"Bo Cheng would rather work in the fields than envy the honors of the princes; Yuan Xian would rather live in a simple house with mulberry wood as the door hinge than live in an official residence."

"How can one be distinguished by living in a luxurious house, riding a fat horse when going out, and having a dozen maids waiting on one's side? This is why the hermits Xu You and Chao Fu sighed, and it is also the origin of the long sighs of the honest men Boyi and Shuqi."

"Even if he had Lü Buwei's title, Duke Jing of Qi's wealth was not worthy of respect."

Pang Tong nodded, not quite understanding. He asked, "If there is a person who invites you from the bottom of his heart, does not care about your background, but only cares about your character and ability, and will not be angry with you even if you refuse to see him, and is willing to entrust you with important matters, would Mr. Decao be willing to serve under such a person as an official?"

Sima Hui just found it funny. "Such a person is a hero like Emperor Taizu Gao, a sage king in ancient times. Where can we find such a person? Do you think Liu Xuande is him? Hahahaha."

"Mr. Decao, I'm talking about Liu Xuande." Pang Tong said seriously.

Seeing Pang Tong's serious look, Sima Hui felt playful. He stood up and ruffled Pang Tong's hair. "Let's get through Xu Yuanzhi first. If Xu Yuanzhi can't become a 'high official', what else can I consider?"

"What if Mr. Yuanzhi can become a high-ranking official?" Pang Tong seemed to be determined to get to the bottom of the matter.

Sima Hui said casually: "Then I will take the initiative to meet Liu Xuande."

Just after saying this, a smile appeared on Pang Tong's young face. Sima Hui felt that the smile looked like a fox's smile.

Wait a minute! Am I being tricked? !

Before he could ask clearly, Pang Degong's urging voice sounded in his ears.
"Decao, it's your turn."

"coming."

Sima Hui turned around and picked up a white piece. He glanced at the situation of the chessboard and instantly became excited. Good, good, this black piece can kill the dragon!

So he made a move and drew his sword towards the black dragon.

The next moment, Pang Degong slowly raised his hand and then slowly put it down.

There was a "click" sound.

The crisp sound rang out on the chessboard and seemed to echo in his ears. He stared at the chessboard with a look of disbelief on his face.
Pang Degong looked at Sima Hui and said with a smile: "You lose."

I lost
Sima Hui was stunned.

 Sorry for the sore throat, I merged the two chapters into one

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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