Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1673 Qin and Tea

  Summer often means sunny.

  Especially in Bingbei, when the dust and loess of later generations have not engulfed the blue sky, the little white clouds are slowly floating in the sky, which is really refreshing.

  The influence and damage caused by the war have faded inside and outside Pingyang City, and it looks a little more leisurely. Under the bright sunshine, the shade of the trees is mottled, and the stone slabs on the road seem to exude beautiful brilliance. When pedestrians come and go, they greet each other with a smile when they see someone they are familiar with. From time to time, there are some bargaining voices from the roadside shops, mixed with the music and laughter from the restaurant, mixed together. Part of the beautiful pattern of the city.

As the earliest farmers around Pingyang who followed General Hussars, many of them have been farming for three years and have begun to enjoy the benefits brought by their own farming fields. In addition, jujube was also the first crop that was developed here in Pingyang. With the promotion of production-increasing technology and the reduction and exemption of taxes under the Marquis of Pingyang, these farmers near Pingyang are already quite happy compared to other places.

In the second ring of Pingyang City, um, the first circle of city in Pingyang has become the inner city, and the newly built outer circle naturally becomes the second ring, but according to the situation in the Han Dynasty, Pingyang stopped at most As for the third ring, as for the song of the five rings that seems to unlock future generations, I am afraid that it will be impossible to achieve it without solving the problems of food production and transportation. In the northwest corner of the second ring road, in a small courtyard, there were some clear voices.

   "Mencius said, the people of the region should not use the boundaries of the frontier, the country should not use the danger of mountains and streams, and the power of the world should not be used for the benefit of military revolution. Those who gain the way will be helped more, and those who have lost the way will be helped less... I don't know what Zhongda thinks?"

Sima Yi was making tea, and when he heard Wang Chang's words, he smiled slightly, but did not answer immediately, but continued to take a small wooden spoon, scooped some out of the teapot, put it into the teapot, and watched Putting down the wooden spoon as the kettle was gradually making noises, Fang said: "What the sage said is certainly the most reasonable, but since ancient times, those who help a lot at a time may not necessarily gain the true way... Hehe, the so-called people who lose their way are those who don't help much." Older generations, they may not know it by themselves, and later historians added it... Therefore, the way of Tao is also very Tao..."

Sima Yi's father, Sima Fang, nicknamed the father of eight wolves, originally wanted to come to Pingyang, but he never expected that after arriving in Taiyuan, the old cold leg problem occurred, and the pain was unbearable, so he had to start all over again. He returned to Wen County, but the courtyard had already been prepared, and Sima Hui looked like he had been rooted in the academy for a long time, so it was cheaper for Sima Yi, and it seemed to be his own small courtyard.

  Wang Chang laughed, and said: "So Zhongda is also a man who has attained the Tao... Zhongni said bluntly, the wish of the country is the thief of virtue! The Taoist is also the thief!"

In the past two years, Wang Chang didn't know whether it was because there was a lot of meat in the neighborhood of Pingyang, or because he had better genetics and grew a lot taller. With a circle of fluff, it has the appearance of a military general. On the contrary, Sima Yi appeared to be more handsome, with a smaller frame. Because both of them are now in charge of editing scriptures and scriptures, they often gather together to discuss issues.

   Like now.

   Are the two people really discussing what is right and what is wrong?

  It’s not, but it’s alluding to a wave of voices about the selection of local officials that are gradually rising at the moment...

Fei Qian has been away from Pingyang for a long time, and even Huang Yueying has moved to Guanzhong, so there are some people in the academy who are thinking about going to Chang'an, but they are reluctant to do these things in Pingyang. Those foundations laid, so naturally there was a lot of discussion.

  Among these discussions, the one with the most concentrated voice is Ju Xiaolian.

Many students in the academy originally thought that in this academy, just like the Taixue in Luoyang before, they would automatically become the alternate officials of the imperial court, and after gaining some prestige, they could enter the official career, but I didn't expect that in the Shoushan Academy, the Dabi was used to screen, so the names of the filial sons and cooks that I used before are basically useless...

At the beginning, of course, there was nothing to say. After all, in the big competition, those with strong abilities and those with low talents can be seen at a glance, and there is nothing to argue about, but after several years, they are all from the big competition. The selection of officials was carried out, and some of the top among these competitions may feel that the official position is too small, or because they are obsessed with learning, and then declined the recruitment, and these vacant official positions were not taken as usual. Come out and continue to add more options...

   This is a bit embarrassing.

   Those with orange, hemp and wheat skin are ranked first every year, and then they don’t want to be an official, and then they continue to stand in the front! Especially Sima Yi and Wang Chang, the two tangerine and wheat-skinned ones!

  As a result, among the public, the evaluation of Wang Chang and Sima Yi gradually became worse. Some people say that they are trying to gain fame, some say that they are putting on airs, and some simply say that they are not worthy of their name, they only know the scriptures but not the practice, so they dare not take up positions...

  The avenues, the wishes of the township, and the wind reviews are actually just a cover, and under the cover is still an ugly face.

  The water boiled, and the fragrance of tea overflowed.

   "Zhongda..." Wang Chang drank a cup of tea slowly, put down the teacup, and said slowly, "A certain general will leave soon, go to Guanzhong, and serve as Cao Shuzuo of Jingzhao Yinhu..."

   "Huh?" Sima Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Chang and said, "With the talent of Wen Shu, how can I be subdued by two hundred stones..."

  A small secretary is naturally an official rank of two hundred shi.

  Wang Chang, apart from other things, a Taiyuan Wang family name, and his father also served as the prefect, no matter how you start, you can't be a small secretary, right?

  Wang Chang shook his head and said with a smile: "Has Zhongda not seen the way Hussar General employs people?"

  Sima Yi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but quickly retracted, without saying anything, just shook his head and sighed.

  Time has passed and circumstances have changed, that is, things have passed and circumstances have changed. The time when no one was available and a large number of young people held important positions has passed, like Pang Tong Jia Qu, who served as the prefect of a county with a young salary, and the window for two thousand shi high-ranking officials has been closed. The next ones all started from small positions...

   But the problem is that Sima Yi doesn't want to start from a small position, he thinks that would be too tiring. But the problem was that Sima Yi couldn't say that Wang Chang's choice was wrong, because it was Wang Chang's own choice after all. Wang Chang didn't persuade him to go with him, so Sima Yi naturally had no reason to persuade Wang Chang to stay.

   "..." Sima Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said, "So, let someone buy some drinks and dishes, just to practice as Wen Shu!"

   "Three assistants are also near Zuo, and we will meet each other sometime in the future!" Wang Chang also laughed, "Forget it! Let's indulge for a while today, and never stop getting drunk!"

  …（＾＾●）（●｀）…

  At the same time, Cai Yan was also lazily making tea in the campus deep in the academy. In the distance, the sound of some students reciting scriptures came over, making the small courtyard even more quiet.

   This quiet, has been for a long time.

Cai Yan originally thought that she was used to it, but after Huang Yueying came that day, she took photos in front of the bronze mirror seriously for the first time, and then took out sets of clothes and gestured on her body , but in the end he went back to the one he usually wears the most...

   In fact, this is also good.

  Women, how many people can do what they like in a lifetime?

  Making soup for your husband and making clothes for your children, should it really be something a woman likes?

  In fact, this is also a very normal thing, and it is like this in the life of many women. Whether you are happy or not, whether you like it or not, you have to do it, and like yourself, you can choose to do what you like, shouldn't you feel happier?

  Do you like making soup?

  Well, it’s okay to cook some tea soup, how about making soup...

  When Cai Yan sometimes felt such a sense of loneliness, she would laugh at herself, and then continue to read the book, then organize, record, check, and correct...

  But after Huang Yueying really left Pingyang, Cai Yan suddenly felt that this loneliness was even heavier, and it made her a little uncomfortable.

  Cai Yan slumped her shoulders and let out a breath.

  The small courtyard in front of me is not big, and it is easy to see the other from one end, but the small courtyard in my heart seems to never see the end, nor can I see the end clearly.

  In the corner of the courtyard, there are a few invisible tea trees, stretching their branches and leaves in the sunshine. They were planted by someone when he left Pingyang, just because that person doesn’t like to drink boiled tea soup, but only likes to drink clear tea...

  Why didn't you say it before?

  The temperature in summer has risen, even the wind is warm, and the long hair blowing on Cai Yan's temples is bouncing lightly, making Cai Yan, who is listless, a little drowsy.

   I didn't expect that little girl Huang Yueying to appear in front of me, and she was able to pretend to be dignified...

  Cai Yan smiled.

   I heard that there was a time when Huang Yueying was researching some gunpowder, and then accidentally blew it up, and even the yard wall collapsed. Someone was so frightened that Huang Yueying was strictly forbidden to toss those dangerous things at home.

whee.

  If you are tossing something dangerous here...

   Cai Yan rolled his eyes, but sighed slightly. What else could be dangerous here? Could it be that some strange beast could jump out of the scroll?

The Academy was originally a place to study, and Cai Yan didn't like to be noisy, so this small courtyard became more and more clean, and there was nothing to play in. If there are green mountains and green waters, there are, but now Cai Yan doesn't have any. The so-called browsing mood, let alone going to the academy.

   It's the peach grove outside the small courtyard, Cai Yan sometimes goes for a walk. Sometimes I would be in a daze in the peach forest, and then I would be in a daze for a long time.

   What about the future?

  Cai Yan doesn't have many specific ideas, nor does she have strong confidence.

  Maybe it's just like this for a lifetime...

  Reading books, writing and writing, these things she thinks she can do very well, but other things, it seems that she is not good at them. As for that person's foundation, or the layout, Cai Yan didn't see it very clearly, and she didn't know what would happen. She just knew that it seemed to be a big thing, so big that she couldn't imagine it.

   But anyway, she thought, she was with him.

   Far away, there seemed to be some movement in the academy, and then it became quiet again. Cai Yan didn't take it seriously. These days, students often argue with each other because of the different sentences in a certain scripture. The source of the dispute is the similarities and differences she found in the study of ancient scriptures and modern scriptures.

   It's fun to say, but if you don't look for it with your heart, some of these books have been written for a hundred years, and they will still make mistakes...

There is also that sentence reading, which often becomes the main point of debate among students. Sometimes they deduce word by word, and gradually more and more people think that sentence reading is really good. If there is sentence reading in ancient times, it will be saved now. A lot of effort, but there are still two different opinions on whether to use sentence reading and pass it on, one is definitely to be used, and the other is that in order to prevent the next generation from forming a lazy habit, sentence reading is not suitable for one. Teach from the start.

   Anyway, it's a good thing.

  As for Cai Gu...

  Cai Yan frowned slightly, feeling a little troubled.

  A certain thought faintly rose in my heart, but I suppressed it immediately...

This relative of Chen Liu's conduct is not very good, but, Cai Yan has been giving him money, in addition to his status as an elder, and perhaps because of this, Cai Yan feels that he still has a root in his heart, not that A drifting duckweed.

   "Bong Shu..." Cai Yan called softly, but no one responded, so he couldn't help raising his voice, "Bong Shu..."

   "Boom!"

  A muffled voice sounded outside the kiosk, then Fengshu ran in panicking while covering his head, and said, "Xiao Niang, what's the matter?"

   "..." Cai Yan glanced helplessly, and said, "Go and get my piano...wait a minute, go wash your hands and face first..." Cai Yan pointed at the corner of Fengshu's mouth.

  Feng Shu blushed with the sound of "acridine", and quickly lowered his head, as if he could run away, like a flustered deer.

   Not long after, Feng Shu bowed his head and came back again, put the qin away, went to light the incense burner, and then brought a copper basin, cleaned Cai Yan's hands, and took silk to dry them.

  Cai Yan stretched her green fingers, feeling that the warm summer wind took away the subtle coolness between her fingers, Fang sat in front of the piano, flicked on the strings, and the notes like water flowed out:

   "Picking and picking ears, not full of baskets.

   "I cherish people, let them go around.

   "Zhi Bi Cui Wei, I'm a horse..."

  (end of this chapter)