Sima Yi's Three Kingdoms Collection Collection

Chapter 8 Chaos in the Eastern Han Dynasty (5)
"How did this happen?" Sima Yi waved his hands again and again, his face flushed, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, he hurriedly declined, "I don't want to ask for rewards for doing good to others? This is not what a gentleman should do! Miss Wang did what she did. , Where will I put what I have learned and done in my daily life?"

"This is a little bit of sincerity from the little girl. Although the gift is light, I hope Mr. Sima will not take it too seriously." Diao Chan was also extremely stubborn at the moment, and refused to take back the red sandalwood box, "Mr. Sima will not accept this gift, my little one. A woman's heart will never be at peace!"

When the two of them were in a stalemate, Sima Lang approached, gently tugged at the corner of Sima Yi's robe, and winked at him, signaling him to accept the gift box.Sima Yi hesitated for a while, but still turned his head to one side, still refusing.

Sima Lang had no choice but to take Diao Chan's gift box gently on his behalf, and said with emotion: "Since Miss Diao Chan is so kind and righteous, how dare we two brothers ignore your kindness? Thank you. "

Until then, a bright smile appeared on Diao Chan's face as tender and clean as mutton fat jade...

Brother Sima leaves the troubled place in Kyoto
The curtains on both sides of the galloping carriage were drawn down and tied tightly to the bottom frames of the windows, no matter how violent the road was, they could not shake them.Pedestrians outside naturally have no way of observing everything in the car.

At this moment, in the carriage, brothers Sima Yi and Sima Lang were sitting opposite each other, talking in low voices.

"Second Brother, what do you think of Dong Zhuo?" Sima Lang looked directly at Sima Yi and asked slowly.

"Hmm... In my opinion, although Dong Zhuo is rough and uneducated, he is not lacking in insight and tyranny -- it's just that he doesn't seem to have the talent for quick wit..." Sima Yi frowned for a moment, and greeted him. Seeing the sharp gaze projected by the eldest brother, he replied unhurriedly, "After listening to his self-report just now, he was quite sincere. It's a pity that he arbitrarily arbitrarily abolished the establishment as a military general, and his virtue and talent , His position is not as high as that of Huo Guang, an important official of the former Han Dynasty, and he presumptuously carried out Huo Guang's extraordinary actions, causing the world to blame, and severing himself from the famous scholars and officials of the Manchu Dynasty. It will not last long."

"Oh! The second brother has less history. After all, he is too honest. How can Dong Zhuo's self-reporting words be taken seriously? He just hopes that we brothers can become his mouthpiece, and use his rhetoric to confuse his father. Your Excellency, Doctor Yang, Wang Situ and others are all that’s all. Now that the Kwantung princes are attacking by Daxing rebels, if he doesn’t do everything possible to stabilize his own rear and the inside of the court first, how can he spare his hands to calm down the foreign enemies? So, for him There is absolutely no need to pay any attention to the pretentious words." Sima Lang shook his head slightly, and pointed out sharply, "Moreover, judging from his deliberate hypocrisy, he has nothing in his heart to deal with the enemies outside the Kanto. The chances of winning are very good, so I have to flatter all the famous scholars and officials in order to stabilize the rear, so that I can retreat to Chang'an and protect myself. In view of this, in my brother's opinion, this Dong Zhuo is already in internal and external troubles at the moment, and he must act improperly and kill himself time!"

"Brother is very discerning, and younger brother admires it." After hearing this, Sima Yi couldn't help being shocked, nodded deeply, and suddenly seemed to be thinking, and said in a deep voice, "By the way! Brother, I heard Miss Diaochan's hint just now. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Dong Zhuo's demise is just around the corner. Why don't we wait and see? Why are we really in such a hurry to return to Wen County, Hanoi County for refuge? It is indeed where Dong Zhuo's Xiliang soldiers and Kwantung armies met The place of war...is more dangerous than Chang'an City we were forced to move to..."

Sima Lang was listening silently across from him. He suddenly raised his right hand and interrupted his speech. His eyes swept across his face, and he lowered his head slightly. Do you think that Father wants us two brothers to go back to Hanoi County at this time of the year just for the sake of refuge? Sigh! You are still very naive...Father actually has other intentions in doing this. ——He is to make our Sima family In the future, we can smoothly cope with changes in the current situation and plan ahead.”

"Father, is he planning for a rainy day?...Could it be that he really wants us to go and seek refuge with that Cao Cao?"

"Sigh... Brother Wei's meaning just now is very clear: If it is really for refuge or to seek refuge with Cao Cao, why would my father not take the opportunity to escape from the city with us? Why is he still staying in the court by himself? Actually, my lord Let us return to our hometown in Wen County, Hanoi County, not because we want us to be idle, but..." When Sima Lang said this, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and immediately closed his mouth, no more words.

"But what? Big brother, you just finished talking..." Sima Yi was listening intently, but he didn't expect his big brother to be silent all of a sudden, and couldn't help urging a little anxiously, "Your half-spoken words make people listen Very unhappy!"

"Well...my brother has already told you too much," Sima Lang leaned his back on the wooden wall of the east chamber, closed his eyes slightly, and calmed down as if no one else was there. At the end, he only left a paragraph for Sima Yi to be alone. Sitting on the opposite car seat, he was puzzled like Zhang Er King Kong, "When you need to know something, Father and Brother will let you know...Why are you in such a hurry?!..."

The carriage "rumbled" for a while, and suddenly a shrill and unpleasant voice like a night owl pierced through the thick window curtains of the car, and reached the ears of Sima Lang and Sima Yi: "Slave! Slave! ! One for five hundred baht, two for nine hundred baht..."

"What... what? Selling slaves?" Sima Yi heard it clearly, and couldn't help being taken aback. He looked at Sima Lang in surprise, "Brother! Didn't the imperial court order that private slaves be sold?"

"Alas... troubled times are approaching, no matter how good the law of the big man is, it is nothing more than a piece of paper..." Sima Lang raised his eyes to stare at the roof of the carriage, and sighed, "Forget it... let's get out of the car and take a look. !"

Sima Yi was eager for his brother to say this, so before he could think about it, he hurriedly shouted through the curtain to Yu Meng, the coachman who was driving in front of the carriage: "Uncle Yu! Stop! Stop!..."

Yu let out a long cry, pulled his wrists together, and quickly reined in the reins.

The carriage hadn't come to a complete stop yet, and Sima Yi lifted the curtain of the carriage, got out, jumped down from the shaft of the carriage, and followed the sound of peddlers to look around!
In the pen that was originally used to sell cattle and horses, twenty or thirty ragged people were crouching like livestock!

Among them were men and women, old and young, all tightly bound by hemp ropes as thick as thumbs, and curled up in the heavy dirt of cow dung and horse urine.At first glance, they looked like mud monkeys and earth dogs. If it weren't for the lonely and pleading feelings that only human beings can have in those eyes, Sima Yi couldn't believe that they, like himself, were the spirits of all things. "people"!
His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes!
"Young master, all the slaves I sell here are very good. If you want a man, you will be as strong as a cow, and you will not be tired after doing many jobs for you in a day; if you want a woman, you will be as beautiful as a flower. Guaranteed Can serve you comfortably..."

The shrill voice full of flattery and boasting came closer and rang in Sima Yi's ears.He turned his head and saw that on an earthen platform next to the row of cattle and horse pens, a rogue-headed trader was leaning over to greet him.

"You...are you talking to Xiaosheng?" Sima Yi was a little surprised.

"Of course! The villain will know that you must be a rich and wealthy man from a famous family just by looking at your clothes. How about it? How about you pick a few to buy back and use?"

"You... are you really selling these people?" Sima Yi felt the blood rushing to his ears, and his face was flushed.He clenched his fists sharply, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and he shot coldly at the trafficker: "You boss, haven't you heard from the book of sages and sages: 'The nature of heaven and earth is the most precious'? We are the same 'people'! How can you sell them like cattle and horses?"

"Human? Are these things considered human? Hahaha! Young Master, don't you just talk nonsense when you're drunk? They are slaves! Of course slaves can be bought and sold!"

"Xiaosheng only heard that the imperial court only allowed the sale of prisoners of war from the Xiongnu and the Western Qiang." Sima Yi's face turned serious, and his tone was so cold that the trafficker could not help but shudder secretly, "However, there is no law of the big man that allows you to sell the big man. sold into slavery by the people."

(End of this chapter)