Farmer of Shu Han

"Ji Hanshu" says:

"At that time, the emperor ordered the audience to promulgate an imperial edict, posthumously posthumously the founding father of Ji Han, and bestowing awards on all the officials and generals in the court. Everyone is happy."

"Only Yong heard the names of the old Prime Minister Liang, and recalled the hardships of Ji Han in establishing the country, and felt the loyalty and righteousness of the ancestors. Tears flowed like springs, and his affection and righteousness are so important."

"Seeing this forever, the emperor and all the ministers were immediately terrified, and they all felt respect."

After Liu Yan was awarded the title, the people who were promoted to rank followed the fixed process without any disturbance.

The objects of today's rewards are basically the generals who have accumulated military merits in the field over the years.

In addition, it was the first court meeting in Chang'an, and the feudal titles of women were all read out, and then envoys were sent to deliver the seals and ribbons to the mansion.

There are also generals like Jiang Weiwang who are guarding the key points in the east and cannot return to the court. They either have people be granted titles for themselves, or the emperor sent angels to the army to read out the policy.

For Feng Junhou, in the process of being promoted to the rank, what was a little bit embarrassing was that not far from the servant Yushi who held the seal and ribbon for himself, sat Yushi Zhongcheng.

This censor Zhongcheng, surnamed Meng, was named Huo.

He has a daughter named Hualan.

It is the wife of Zhendong General Guan Suo, and also the lover of Feng Zhong Duhu.

At this time, Yushi Zhongcheng was looking at Feng Zhongduhu who was being appointed with a complicated face.

If it were someone else, when Guan Suo was unknown, her daughter would be able to recognize talents with discerning eyes, and she would not hesitate to make a private decision for life. In the end, Guan Suo lived up to her daughter and finally became famous.

If there is only the previous paragraph, it is simply the template of Nanxiang opera that everyone loves to hear.

Unfortunately……

"It's just that Feng Mingwen was my favorite at the beginning!"

Meng Huo looked at Feng Zhong Duhu, who was being honored in the middle of the hall, and his heart was pierced:

The youngest important minister of the big man, who was originally his son-in-law, just slipped away from his hands.

The most hateful thing is that he obviously can't become his son-in-law, but he still doesn't let his daughter go in the end, it's simply not a son of man!

Outsiders all know that his daughter knows talent with eyesight, but Meng Huo, as an adult of Huagarland, wouldn't he not know the twists and turns?

Although it is common for the Yi people in Nanzhong to marry out of the way, it is very common to know one's mother but not one's father.

After all, before Grandpa Zhuge came over, all the tribes had to find ways to increase their strength in order not to be annexed by others.

Population is the most important foundation of strength.

So Meng Huo didn't care who his daughter wanted to conceive.

but……

It really hurts my heart to lose the son-in-law of the right hussar general and the commander-in-chief.

Feng Zhongduhu stood up holding the seal and ribbon, and when he turned around, he accidentally saw Meng Huo's resentful gaze not far away, and almost staggered in fright.

Compared with Yu Shi Zhongcheng's complicated thoughts, Feng Zhong Duhu's thoughts are much simpler.

Let your wife marry the other party's daughter, and then sleep with your wife's wife—my wife's wife is still my wife!

It can be seen from this that Feng Zhongduhu's operation cannot be operated by non-P club players.

Now facing the uncle named wife who is actually his own cheap uncle, even if Feng Zhong Duhu is the ghost king of Nanzhong, his heart is also tight.

Originally, I thought about dawdling for a while, so that the legs that had been kneeling for too long could relax more.

Seeing Meng Huo's gaze now, Feng Zhongdu trotted back to his seat and sat down quietly.

The canonization ceremony ended earlier than Feng Zhongduhu imagined.

When it was time to apply, only the audience shouted:

"Those with more than two thousand stones and the emperor's special order will stay, and the rest will leave the palace!"

Most of the courtiers got the edict, got up one after another, walked to the middle of the hall to line up, paused, then bowed their heads and walked out in small hurried steps (that is, worship dance).

Feng Zhongduhu looked enviously at those guys being liberated, and then took advantage of this good opportunity to quietly move his buttocks and legs again.

After all these people exited the hall, Xiao Huangmen and the servants began to carry the table into the hall, and then the food prepared by the dining room was brought up like flowing water.

Smelling the aroma of food, many of the people who had been starving for a long time swallowed subconsciously.

It has to be said that the entire big man, except for Feng Zhong Dufu, probably has the most exquisite food in the palace.

In Guanzhong in October, the nights are long and the days are short, and the daytime is not so cold, but as soon as the sun is westward, the cold air will faintly rise.

The hot pot made of brass, the milky white soup inside is bubbling, and the top-quality smokeless fine charcoal is burned.

Thick and even slices of mutton, snow-white fish sticks, fresh deer breast, well-stewed beef, and even bear paws.

As for pork, chicken, goose and duck, let alone.

As for the drink, there is rose peach wine, a specialty of Liangzhou, and honey wine from Nanxiang.

Of course, if you want hard alcohol, that's fine too.

There is also rice wine that just came out in the past two years.

I heard that this is a new type of mead brewed from grains. It is full-bodied, soft and fresh, and it is hard to put down the wine glass.

This kind of wine is more popular than Nanxiang's honey wine.

Compared with the previous turbid wine that was also brewed from grains, it is not known how much higher grade.

Ever since Liangzhou became self-sufficient in food, Dahan's prohibition on alcohol has been continuously loosened.

It is definitely not allowed to make distiller's yeast without permission. Once discovered, it is a serious crime.

But if you are willing to spend money to buy koji from the government, then you can make wine.

The price of distiller's yeast is a bit high, one is to limit the waste of food, and the other is to include taxes.

Needless to say, you can drink it yourself, and it doesn’t matter even if you sell it—as long as you think the wine you brew can be compared with honey wine, yellow rice wine or even rose peach wine.

Without distillation, without filtration, the wine brewed by ordinary people is very cloudy.

And the turbid color is random, there are gray, gray green, green, bright green...

When drinking, it is sour, astringent, and has different tastes.

The difference between good wine and bad wine depends on who can minimize the sourness in the wine.

Not to mention the Han Dynasty, even the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years later, the wine brewed by ordinary people is still like this bird.

How else could there be a poem of "the down and out new stop the dirty wine glass"?

Not to mention the Three Kingdoms, how can it compare with honey wine, rice wine and rose peach wine?

Therefore, even if the ministers in the palace are all pillars of the country, they still couldn't help but show their index fingers twitching when they saw these dazzling delicacies.

Next to each table, there is also a court lady assigned to serve it.

As for the officials outside the hall, they naturally don't have such preferential treatment.

However, since hot pot was also served—although coal was used—there was no need to eat cold food.

After the banquet was set, the court lady who was kneeling by the table and serving asked in a voice like a warbling voice:

"May I ask what kind of wine you want to drink?"

"Peach Bar."

Alcohol is not Feng Zhongdu's favorite, but if you have to drink it, apple wine and rice wine are the best choices.

However, Feng Zhongduhu is more sweet, so he chose rose peach wine.

Slowly pour the iced rose apple wine into the jade porcelain cup, the red and white complement each other, and the jade hands pouring the wine are as tender as scallions—the little fat man is a good playmaker.

The first glass of wine starts with the emperor.

But seeing Adou raised his glass, he congratulated:

"Congratulations to the big man!"

All the ministers raised their glasses and shouted:

"Congratulations to the big man!"

After drinking the cup together, Feng Junhou immediately took a large piece of mutton from the hot pot and put it in his mouth without dipping it in sauce.

I've been hungry for a whole day and there's nothing in my stomach.

Anyway, it's not my turn to be the first to toast the little fat man.

Liu Yong, the King of Ganling stood up and toasted, saying loudly:

"I congratulate Your Majesty!"

The little fat man was very happy, and also raised his glass: "Yin wins!"

Seeing that Feng Zhongdu was eating in a hurry, the maid who was serving thoughtfully took out some slices of meat from the hot pot, dipped them in the sauce bowl, and then blew them a few times before putting them in Feng Zhongdu. in the bowl of the guard.

The service is very considerate, at least compared to when Feng Zhongduhu eats at his own house, he needs to take the initiative to bring food to the left and right wives from time to time.

It's a pity that Feng Zhong Duhu was too hungry and only had food in his eyes, so he stopped the maid from continuing to bring food for him.

The vegetables are all so small and stingy that I can't get enough to eat.

Or eat it yourself.

Being urged by General Zhendong to practice martial arts every morning, Duhu Feng Zhong's appetite is not so good.

Like wind and clouds, when Wei Yanhe, who was sitting in front, finished, Feng Zhong Duhu had already eaten most of the bear's paw.

After Wei Yan sat down, Zhongdu wiped his mouth, raised his glass and just stood up, but the emperor spoke first:

"Zhongduhu has a great literary talent. On this grand occasion, why not write an article to remember it?"

"In these years, the name of Zhongduhu has been spread all over the world, and the thieves are famous, and everyone is afraid, but those who have martial arts strategy must help with literary affairs."

"I haven't heard of Zhongduhu's new work for a long time. If Zhongduhu can write an article at this time, it will be the best congratulatory speech."

When Feng Zhongduhu heard the words, he was startled immediately, and fixed his eyes on the little fat man.

But seeing that round face was already flushed with red light, he didn't know if he was drifting away or drunk.

Or he really believed in his brother-in-law and could write a good essay on the spot.

"good!"

Before Feng Zhong Duhu could speak, all the officials in the palace were already applauding loudly.

After Cao Zijian, the cultural atmosphere of the world became one stone, and Feng Mingwen monopolized it.

The combination of civil and martial arts of the Han Dynasty made the Han Dynasty more and more believe that the Han Dynasty will surely prosper.

Adou's decision to move the capital to Chang'an so quickly is a manifestation of this confidence.

Everyone's eyes turned to Zhongduhu, and found that Zhongduhu's expression was a little stunned.

It seems that he did not expect His Majesty to make such a request.

It's just that everyone's interest is extremely high, and no one seems to doubt Zhongdu Hu's literary talent.

But Jiang Wan smiled and said:

"I couldn't go to the front of the battle to admire the heroic figure of Zhongduhu leading the army to break the bandits, but if I can be here and see Zhongduhu swipe his pen to write, it will be enough to make up for the regret in my heart!"

Previously, the first glass of wine was taken on an empty stomach. As soon as the feeling of drinking came up, the atmosphere in the hall began to become a little lively.

"Extremely extreme!"

"Chuhu, and show off your literary talent, let us have a look."

Feng Zhongduhu has led the army for many years anyway, facing this kind of scene, he quickly restrained his emotions, and bowed to the little fat man:

"Your Majesty has orders, how dare I refuse to obey?"

"good!"

Some people have already started applauding the case.

Zhong Duhu took a sip of red wine, then walked to the middle of the hall.

step……

Which one should I recite?

In recent years, he has seldom composed poems and poems, because as he gets more integrated into this era, the things in his previous life are more and more forgotten.

If I hadn't written a lot of things and hid them in the box in the early years when I just came here, I'm afraid I would make a fool of myself in public this time.

two steps...

Everyone began to quiet down, looking at Feng Zhongduhu who was in deep thought.

three steps...

Taking another sip of wine, Feng Junhou finally opened his mouth and said:

"The order is fast, and the sound of the sky moves the earth."

"Long drive across Heluo, and head straight for Yanyou."

"Horse thieves steal blood, and flags flutter around the bandits' heads."

"Return to the applicant and restore the old China."

"color!"

The crowd cheered loudly, and the clapping of the case became louder and louder.

Three steps into poetry, three steps into poetry!

Sure enough, he was much stronger than Cao Zijian.

The little fat man was so happy that he almost lost his eyesight.

The last two sentences just scratched the itch in his heart, making him stand up uncontrollably, raised his glass and said to Feng Zhongduhu:

"Zhongduhu, this cup is my respect to you, please drink to win!"

The emperor made a toast in person, which made all the officials in the hall envious.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Feng Zhongduhu raised his glass and drank it down, then returned to his seat and sat down.

Regardless of the piercing gaze cast by the court lady, Feng Zhongdu heaved a sigh of relief regardless of his image.

At the same time, as usual, I silently thanked the teacher of the poetry appreciation elective course in college—although I can’t remember the other party’s name for a long time.

Even if they can stay in the hall, not everyone is qualified to congratulate the emperor.

Waiting for the qualified nobles and important ministers to congratulate them, but they heard the emperor's edict:

"Play the music and dance!"

At the same time, he specially instructed, "Just sing the hymn that Zhong Duhu read just now."

The hall became more and more lively.

Seeing an opportunity, Feng Zhong Duhu quietly left the hall under the pretext of changing clothes.

On the west side of the front hall of Weiyang Palace are the offices of central government offices such as Shangshutai, and royal government offices such as Shaofu.

Feng Zhong Duhu was familiar with this area for a long time, he was following behind the small yellow gate, and when he was going to go to the toilet, he only heard someone shout from behind:

"Guardian of the Central Capital!"

Feng Zhongduhu looked back at the people following him, and couldn't help showing surprise on his face: "Brother!"

There are only three or four people in the world who can make the leader of the Xinghan Society call "Brother", and Zhuge Qiao is one of them.

Logically speaking, Zhuge Qiao should inherit the title of Marquis of Wuxiang from the Zhuge family.

But Zhuge Qiao refused, and gave it to the kid Zhuge Zhan.

So today when the court was granted the title, Zhuge Qiao first came here on behalf of Zhuge Zhan, and secondly, he thanked the prime minister’s wife—the prime minister’s wife has contributed skillful skills to the country, so she was granted the title of Guangwu Lord.

From the title, it can be seen how abundant the martial arts of a big man woman is.

"Is your wife all right?"

Zhuge Qiao was a little happy when he heard that Feng Yong still called him "Brother", which was the same as before.

It's just that when he heard the other party take the initiative to mention his mother, he couldn't help but restrain his expression, and sighed softly:

"It's still the same. Ever since my lord left, my mother has been depressed and depressed, and her body is not as good as before."

Feng Zhongduhu nodded:

"When I'm free in two days, Sanniang and I will go to the house to visit Madam."

The prime minister's wife learned "Book of Luban" before, which caused some damage to her body.

Later, although he was recuperated, Zhuge Zhan was born at an advanced age.

After several times of tossing, the body has already suffered irreversible damage.

It's okay, according to her physical fitness, as long as she pays attention to it, nothing serious should happen.

It's just God's will, the death of the prime minister finally dealt a very heavy blow to her, and it is said that she suffered a serious illness in Hanzhong.

The prime minister's wife only came to Chang'an in the last few days because her body has not recovered.

"Mingwen has a heart."

"It should be, the Prime Minister treats me like a disciple, Madam treats me like a nephew, and Sanniang as a daughter. If it is not inconvenient, Sanniang and I would like to stay by Madam's side every day to listen to her teachings."

Hearing this, Zhuge Qiao looked at Feng Yong with a look of relief, joy, and relief:

"Aunt once said that one of the most proud things in her life was letting Sanniang follow you. In her eyes, you are different from others."

"I also know that you have a high position and authority and are busy with official duties, but if you are free, you can spare some time to visit her, I think my mother will be happy."

Feng Yong nodded, looked at Zhuge Qiao, and sighed in his heart that this elder brother is really a rare and honest gentleman:

"Brother, what are your plans for the future?"

Zhuge Qiao was originally transferred from Nanzhong by Feng Yong to serve temporarily as the grain and grass officer of the Guanzhong army.

Now that the Liangzhou army has been incorporated into the central army, although Zhuge Qiao has accumulated merits, he has been transferred to Yubayashi Zhonglang general.

But seeing that Zhuge Qiao insisted on giving up the prime minister's Marquis of Wuxiang to Zhuge Zhan, he must also want to be named Marquis by himself.

But Zhuge Qiao shook his head and said:

"I haven't thought about it yet. Besides, my mother's health is not very good. I will stay in Chang'an and take care of my mother. It's not bad."

Feng Yong did not agree with his idea:

"The prime minister wants to revive the Han family all his life. Even if his old man is seriously ill, he will not let his wife and you come to visit."

"Brother is the eldest son of the prime minister, how can he do nothing and not think about making progress? Brother should follow the ambitions of his ancestors so that he can not lose his filial piety."

"As for Madam, bro, you don't have to worry. Since I am the Protector of the Central Government now, I think I can't leave Chang'an lightly in the future. Could it be that Sanniang and I can't take care of Madam?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Qiao knew that Feng Yong wanted to recommend him, so he couldn't help showing hesitation:

"This... I am mediocre, I am afraid that I have failed to express my expectations."

"I am born to be talented, brother, why should I be humble? Now that the big man is reclaiming the old land, it is time for us to contribute. Is it true that brother is going to shrink back?"

Zhuge Qiao smiled wryly at what Feng Yong said, and pointed at Feng Yong:

"I can't say no to you, but even if I want to contribute, I must have a suitable position, right? It's not that..."

"There are many positions, and the Bingzhou Governor's Mansion lacks a long history. I think brother is quite suitable. If brother is interested, I will recommend it."

Now the army of the Han Dynasty is divided into two parts, the central army and the local county soldiers.

The Central Army is divided into two parts, and those stationed in and around Chang'an are the Central Army's Central Army.

The central army stationed in various states and counties is the foreign army of the central army.

Most of the foreign troops were stationed at the border, so it could also be called the frontier army, which was led by a general directly appointed by the central government.

Like Ma Dai, who is now leading 5,000 foreign troops to garrison Shangdang.

The troops that can be mastered by governors' offices in various places are local county soldiers.

To put it simply, it is the separation of the military and the government.

Of course, the situation of military-government integration is not ruled out-such as the Dudu Mansion.

In addition, like Deng Zhi, the governor of Bingzhou, because he holds the title of General Youwei, he also has the right to command the soldiers and horses of Bingzhou.

However, Wang Ping and Liu Hun, who led the army in Bingzhou, were already considered generals in the Central Army, so they could no longer serve as the long history of the governor's office.

"History of the governor of Bingzhou?"

Although Zhuge Qiao is not a person with outstanding intelligence, he has been influenced by the prime minister for so many years. When he heard Feng Junhou's words, he immediately said jokingly:

"You have just been granted the title of Marquis of Pingcheng County, and now you want me to go to Bingzhou as the chief historian. Do you want me to show you the fiefdom?"

He said it casually, but Feng Zhong Duhu smiled slightly:

"Brother knows me."

PS:

To clarify an inherent impression:

In the Han Dynasty, there were actually shorts, called kuns, which were divided into short knuckles and long knuckles.

The short coat is also called the calf-nosed coat, which is what Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun wore when they sold wine in "Historical Records".

There is also a long skirt, similar to our current beach pants, which covers all the way to the knees.

The coat is generally worn by soldiers, servants, and farmers when they are working, and is also called poor hakama.

There is another kind, which is similar to the trousers we wear now, called hakama pleats, which must be worn by cavalry.

I personally think that it should be available when riding and shooting from Hufu, otherwise, the cavalry will not be able to ride for a long time.

Most readers probably have never ridden a horse. If they have ridden, they should have a deep understanding. If the ancient cavalry did not wear hakama pleats, the inner thighs would be worn to a bloody mess.

Hakama pleats had become a trend in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and some people even wore them in the Jin Dynasty.

The last one is called hakama, also called shin clothing, which is the kind of stocking-like underwear that most readers think the ancients wore.

With the promotion of Nanxiang Textile Co., Ltd. in this book, it is not a strange thing that the hakama is combined into one crotch trousers.

So don't worry about whether certain sitting postures will reveal things that shouldn't be revealed.

There is also a question of right and left.

This question depends on the dynasty.

Moreover, even if it is the same dynasty, contradictory conclusions can be drawn. There is no absolute conclusion, and even days and nights of arguing cannot convince the other party.

Many people think that in the Western Han Dynasty, the right was respected and the left was humble, while in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the left was respected and the right was humbled.

The setting of this book is that Ji Han followed the habit of the Eastern Han Dynasty, with the left respecting and the right humble.

Moreover, Liu Bei founded the country with the position of General Zuo, and Ma Chao persuaded him to rank first in the list, and he was named General Zuo later, which can also be explained.