Farmer of Shu Han

It is a great joy to be promoted.

It is even more joyful for father and son to be promoted together.

It's just that in the eyes of outsiders, it should be the days when the Feng family is happy and celebrating, but the backyard of the mansion is full of chaos.

Mrs. You wanted to beat Hua Xiaowu herself on the grounds that Hua Xiaowu had no superiority or inferiority.

Hualan means that I am the wife of the General Zhendong's mansion, not the concubine of Da Sima's mansion.

Besides, I'm a barbarian from Nanzhong, I don't understand etiquette!

I dare not fight back, can't I still run?

So one of the two girls chased and the other ran away.

"Don't run away!"

"Then don't chase me! I won't run until you hit me!"

When the servants saw it, they avoided it one after another.

Just a little over two years old Guan Sheng, nicknamed Azhi, who had just been promoted to Marquis of Neiting in Yongshou, pointed at the two chasing two with his little finger, and called out anxiously:

"Mother, mother..."

Seven-year-old Feng Kai, with his arms akimbo triumphantly, said to Guan Sheng:

"Ah Zhi, don't call me, you are a prince anyway, you can't be so shameless."

Azhi: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''''

Feng Kai curled his lips, feeling that he couldn't explain clearly to a kid who had just been weaned.

So he turned his head, looked at Ah Shun, and said with a smile:

"Third brother, I'm a Marquis, I have a title!"

Ah Shun nodded, indicating that he understood.

Ah Mo looked at the other two brothers who were the same age as him:

"Look, the second brother and the third brother don't have any, but I have the title!"

Anan and Abu followed the three brothers and nodded to show that they understood.

"So, I'm the strongest among you, you know that?"

Anan nodded, and Abu was about to nod, but he glanced at the expressionless third brother, and his head didn't move.

"What's so great about you?"

Ah Shun asked, "Is it the homework that surpassed the second brother, or the martial arts that surpassed the elder sister?"

The complacent A Mo's face froze immediately, then flushed red, and said in a choked voice:

"No matter how good your homework is, no matter how good your martial arts are, what's the use? Isn't there no title?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden gust of wind in my ears.

"Snapped!"

A clod of dirt hit A Mo's head directly.

"who?!"

A Mo, who was in full swing, turned his head angrily, trying to see who was attacking him.

"it's me."

Ah Mo, who was originally full of anger, immediately lost half of his momentum when he saw the person coming:

"Yuan, so it's the elder sister."

Shuangshuang and Ah Chong came here at some point.

"Why, are you not convinced?"

The twelve-year-old girl, slim and tall, was already taller than all the Feng brothers present.

Even Ah Chong is a little shorter than her.

Inherited her mother's excellent genes, tall and slender, with picturesque features.

Especially those eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised upwards, charming and majestic, very personal.

"Convinced, convinced, how could..."

Ah Mo patted his head, dared to be angry but did not speak up, pretending to be stupid.

Achong let out a "sneer", half a smile but not a smile, and there seemed to be a hint of provocation in his strange face:

"Marquis Shunyang? That's it?"

Huh?

That's right, I'm already a prince, why should I be afraid of her?

Reminded by the second brother, Ah Mo seemed to have reacted at this moment, his courage immediately strengthened, and he puffed up his chest:

"You, do you know who I am now? Dare to hit me?"

Shuangshuang took two steps forward, approached each other, and sneered: "Oh? Dare I ask what Feng Junhou's identity is now?"

"I, I now..."

Hey, what did you call me?

Amo was taken aback.

You call me Junhou, don't you know who I am?

"Snapped!"

"You hit me again!"

"If you want to fight, you can fight, what can you do to me?"

Achong silently substituted:

"There's really nothing special about martial arts, right?"

"Snapped!"

"You still fight!"

Both squinted at Ah Chong.

Ah Chong continued to say quietly:

"It's nothing special to do well in your homework, right?"

"Snapped!"

"Sister, I was wrong."

Both look at Ah Chong again.

"Because of my lord's merits, I was lucky enough to be granted the title of title, but I have no children left, and I am not in harmony with my brothers, alas!"

Ah Chong sighed and shook his head.

"Snapped!"

"Don't fight again, sister, I really know I was wrong!"

The situation is stronger than the people, Ah Mo is a man who knows the current affairs, and keeps begging for mercy with his head in his arms.

This time, Ah Chong didn't need to urge her with both eyes, and continued to speak:

"Your Excellency is famous for his knowledge, deters thieves and captives with his military exploits, and binds everyone with benevolence and righteousness. This is why our Feng Mansion is prosperous today."

"And what about you? It's just because of the shadow of your lord, you dare to speak wild words, you don't respect martial arts, you don't value learning, and you don't respect brothers."

Ah Chong heaved a long sigh, quite distressed:

"If your lord and grandma find out that you are so arrogant, they don't know how to punish you. Maybe they think you are not worthy of this title."

Ah Mo was crying bitterly, repenting again and again.

I don't know if I was beaten or persuaded.

"Eldest sister, don't fight any more, and second brother, don't say any more, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Mrs. You, who was beating Hua Xiaowu over there, saw her son being beaten, and finally let A Lang's mistress go.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing his mother's voice, Ah Mo, who was begging for mercy, suddenly got excited and got up quickly:

"Mum, it's okay, we're just kidding!"

Just kidding?

Make a fuss so that someone pushes him to the ground and beats him?

Facing Aunt Zhang's suspicious gaze, the young lady of the Feng family looked as usual without any fear.

Feng Jiaerlang's eyes drifted away, pretending to be looking at the surrounding scenery, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Only Ah Mo, who was in a panic, nodded again and again, and hurriedly explained to his mother:

"Mum, it's true, we're really joking around."

If his words and deeds just now were spoken out, he might have to be whipped by his grandmother.

No, it should be two meals, maybe three meals.

One meal for adults, one meal for each of the two grandmothers.

terrible!

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to sue.

Seeing that her son was beaten up and had to be covered up by others, with a look of no future, Mrs. You was really angry.

Looking at the pair of twin sisters again, there was nothing they could do.

As they grow older, Shuangshuang and Ah Chong have reached the point where they are sensible.

In such a big Feng family, especially with all the big and small brothers of the Feng family present, everything must be handled according to the rules.

The parties involved all said it was a joke, even if it was Da Sima Feng, it could only be treated as a joke between children.

It is said that Ah Chong inherited his father's intelligence, but Mrs. You knew that the little lady in front of her was the real little devil in Feng's residence.

Not only inherited his mother's talent, but also inherited some of his father's disposition.

Don't look like you don't like to talk too much, but your hands are extremely dark.

More importantly, the heart is darker.

Once she starts beating people, there will basically be reasons that people can't find fault with.

Obviously, Ah Mo must have been caught by someone, and he couldn't tell the pain.

"Don't bully your brother."

Since she was outraged, Mrs. You didn't bother to mourn her misfortune.

A daughter's cry could be faintly heard not far away, Madam You rushed to see her little daughter after saying this.

In the early years, Feng Da Sima and General Zhendong often went to war. It can be said that Shuangshuang and Ah Chong were brought up at least half of the credit of Mrs. You.

For this pair of sisters and brothers, Mrs. You still knows a lot about them.

Although the sister and brother are often so angry that their chest hurts, they can barely be regarded as their own.

Not to mention that in the past two years, the pair of sisters and brothers have indeed gradually gained the self-awareness of the elder sister and elder brother.

Since the eldest sister and elder brother have legitimate reasons to teach brother a lesson, they can't forcefully stop...

It can be stopped for a while, but it cannot be stopped for a lifetime.

There are some things that seem trivial, but are actually sensitive.

In the past, I still had the idea of ​​wanting to fight for the title, but now...

Let him go!

Anyway, from Nanzhong to Jiuyuan, from Pingcheng to Dunhuang, all over the East, West, North and South of the Great Han Dynasty, as long as there is a Xinghan Association, there are industries in which the Feng family has a shareholding.

Unless the family is exterminated, otherwise, these industries alone, even if there are ten or eight children, do nothing, and just lie down and divide the family property, it will be enough for three or five generations.

If the power of Da Sima Feng, General Zhendong, and Mr. and Mrs. Shunde is added, the Feng Mansion is really full of fire and flowers blooming.

If you don't believe it, just look at the rush of horses and horses in front of Feng's mansion. It looks like it's bustling, and it has the potential to surpass the two cities of East and West.

Lead the army to retreat from the enemy, turn the tide, and return from victory.

In the past few days, Da Sima Feng couldn't rest for a moment, he was extremely tired.

"From tomorrow onwards, the house will be closed. Unless you are relatives or friends, you will not see any visitors."

It wasn't until night fell that Feng Da Sima, who was full of exhaustion, nestled weakly in the chair, closed his eyes, and spoke.

"A Lang was promoted to the position of Grand Sima, but he refused to see his colleagues in the court. Will he be said?"

Da Sima has a high position and authority, and he doesn't have enough status. It would be nice to be able to pass a door invitation, but he can't enter Feng's residence at all.

But people always come up with solutions.

If you can't get an interview with Da Sima, then take the wife's route.

Many people sent their own lords to try their best to meet the wives of Feng's residence under various names.

It's just that the status of the left and right wives is also very high, even if they have some status, if they want to be interviewed, it depends on the mood of the two wives.

Even so, Mrs. Zuo still felt a little annoyed.

It's just that she couldn't help being a little worried when she heard her Alang's order at this time, so she reminded her.

On the contrary, Mrs. You agreed with Feng Da Sima's opinion:

"What is there to worry about? These days, all the people who should come have come, and the people who should have been seen have almost been seen."

"For the rest, it doesn't matter if you don't see them. If you want to be interviewed again, it doesn't matter how many times you see them."

After hearing Madam You say this, Madam Zuo stopped talking.

She glanced at A Lang, then at the two concubines standing beside her, and motioned to Li Mu:

"You will serve Da Sima tonight."

Li Mu quickly agreed.

Amei is now considered a well-known master of mathematics and a student of the Royal Academy. Her name alone can scare away a large number of ladies who don't even know the multiplication formula by heart.

Coupled with the obsession with staying in the laboratory all these years and seldom interacting with people, even if people outside want to get acquainted, there is no way.

Only Li Mu has a suitable status and background, and manages Feng's property, and often has to deal with outsiders.

Over the past few days, there has been an endless stream of wives from various families who have come to look for her, and their busyness is comparable to that of Feng Da Sima.

It's just that compared to Da Sima's tiredness, Li Mu is full of energy and looks very good.

This ambitious woman believes that her boldest decision back then was the most correct choice in her life.

When Mrs. Zuo asked her to serve Da Sima tonight, she didn't mean simply to sleep with him, but she asked her to talk to Da Sima about the situation these days by the bedside.

Mrs. You still has to accompany her little daughter who is not yet one year old at night. Seeing that there is nothing to do, she is about to leave first, when suddenly another servant comes to report:

"Reporting to Da Sima and his wife, there are people outside the residence asking to see you."

Madam Zuo looked sharply:

"Didn't you say that there are no visitors in the closed mansion?"

Madam You quickly reminded:

"Sister, it's tomorrow, and the house will be closed tomorrow."

"When you come to visit at this time, either the visitor is not polite, or..." Madam You turned to the servant in the middle of her speech, "Who is the visitor?"

"The guest didn't say anything, but just gave us the door card from the house."

"Hand it up."

This is a door note sent by the Feng family. If the visitor can show this, it is no wonder that he has to reveal his identity, and let the servants come forward to report.

"Invite him to the side hall, I'll meet him."

Feng Da Sima, who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed just now, opened his eyes at some point and spoke.

"Here."

Madam Zuo's face was a little unhappy:

"I can't come here during the day, but I came here at this time of night, and I still hide it. If it's not that people can't see the light, or things can't see the light, you better be careful, Alang."

Feng Duhu smiled:

"Where there is day, there must be night, and where there is light, there must be darkness. There are always things in the world that are not suitable to be discussed during the hustle and bustle of the day, but only when the people are quiet at night. If you are not at ease, Xijun, just follow along together."

"Your status is not the same now, I will naturally follow the past."

Madam You, who was going to see her youngest daughter, thought about it for a while, and then hid behind the screen in the side hall.

When the servants came in with the guests, Mrs. Zuo, who was standing behind the screen, subconsciously squinted her eyes, and at the same time grasped her right hand, as if she was ready to go.

Because the person who came was covered in a black robe, and even his head was covered with a hood.

Not to mention in the dark night, even in the side hall with candles, the firelight could not illuminate the true face of the person hiding in the hood.

Only when he raised the hood on his head did Feng Da Sima's expression change, and he blurted out unexpectedly:

"Pei Gong, why is it you?"

The person who came was none other than Pei Qian, the Northern General of Hou Jianzhen in Pingyang County.

Pei Qian took off his black robe slowly, and said:

"Da Sima was so surprised, could it be that he was waiting for someone else, so the old man came at a wrong time?"

Feng Da Sima came to his senses, asked Pei Qian to take a seat, and said with a smile:

"No, I was just surprised by Mr. Pei's outfit."

Pei Qian said frankly:

"It's just to cover people's eyes and ears."

Hearing this, Feng Yong quickly collected his face and asked:

"Pei Gong, do you want to tell Yong about something secret?"

Pei Qian smiled and said nothing.

Seeing the other party's expression, Feng Yong immediately came to his senses.

Pei Qian was an important minister of the Wei State who took the initiative to vote for the Han, and he was cautious in every move he made on weekdays.

Now that he suddenly came to visit late at night and was dressed like this again, the things he said must be serious.

"You all back down, and no one is allowed to approach!"

With the screen turned back and forth, Feng Da Sima asked again:

"Dare to ask why Pei Gong came here?"

Only then did Pei Qian speak:

"Does Da Sima know the two hexagrams 'No' and 'Tai' in "Book of Changes"?"

Feng Da Sima nodded.

Whether it is extremely peaceful or not, I still know.

Sure enough, I only heard Pei Qian say:

"These two hexagrams can be combined into one word, which is called Wu Ji Tai Lai. Then Da Sima knows, what is the opposite of Wu Ji Tai Lai?"

Da Sima Feng's eyes froze, he took a sip from the soup bowl to cover up, and then said slowly: "Extreme prosperity and decline?"

"That's right! Now the name of Da Sima is spreading in all directions. People in the south and central China will be shocked and terrified when they hear it; people in Lianghu and Huzhou will feel like worshiping gods when they hear it; and thieves in the east will fear it like a tiger when they hear it."

"The young and talented men of the Han Dynasty gathered in the Xinghan Association and called Da Sima their elder brother; many students studied in the martial arts hall of the academy and called Da Sima the leader of the mountain; the soldiers in the army were willing to obey orders, and the officials in the court called Da Sima In hope."

"A father and son, promoted to officials and ranks on the same day, the emperor's favor is beyond measure, is this extremely prosperous?"

Feng Da Sima took another sip of hot soup and said:

"Mr. Pei has something to say, but please speak up."

Pei Qian knew that Feng Da Sima was a man of extraordinary intelligence. When he said this, he believed that the other party had already guessed what he wanted to say.

Immediately, he no longer concealed it, and continued to say:

"It is rare in history that a husband is an extremely personable minister, respected by both the government and the public, and integrates military and government affairs, but is not taboo."

Feng Da Sima's gaze has become sharp:

"It is also rare in history that my ruler and his ministers get along with each other. The good story of the first emperor Yong'an Palace Tuogu, even if it is not unprecedented, and there will be no one to come, but it must be rare in history."

"Today, His Majesty has a benevolent heart and no risk of guessing. Between monarchs and ministers, benevolence and righteousness are bound together. This is the good fortune of us great men."

Having said that, Feng Yong's tone became severe:

"But the Son of Heaven is benevolent, this is by no means a reason for the courtiers to act recklessly!"

Feng Da Sima has been in the top position for a long time, and he has led the army for many years. Just sitting there, he has a power of his own.

At this time, his voice and expression were all serious, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been uneasy for a long time.

But who is Pei Qian?

Before he voted into the Han Dynasty, he was already Wei Guoshang Shuling.

With the identity of Shang Shuling, taking the initiative to seek refuge with the big man, this kind of disposition is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

Faced with Feng Da Sima's intimidating momentum, his expression remained unchanged:

"Your Majesty is certainly benevolent, but dare to ask Da Sima, how does Your Majesty compare to the former emperor?"

Feng Yong stared at Pei Qian closely, and said in a deep voice, "It's not as good as it is."

It is not as good as talent, wisdom is not as good, ambition is not as good, and the only thing that can be called is the amount of tolerance.

Possibly, there are seven or eight points of the late emperor? Eight or nine points?

"Since your majesty is not as good as the late emperor, how can Da Sima dare to say that the friendship between your majesty and the great Sima can be compared with the kindness and righteousness between the late emperor and the prime minister?"

Feng Da Sima was silent for a while, and then said:

"The kindness and righteousness between the first emperor and the prime minister is rare in ancient and modern times. How can I have such virtue and ability? How dare I make such delusions?"

Keenly aware of the change in Feng Da Sima's tone, Pei Qian quickly said:

"Today, Da Sima's power is as powerful as the prime minister's. As Da Sima said, the emperor has never guessed and risked. This is a good thing for our ministers."

"But it may not be a good thing for Da Sima. If not, why is there such a thing as Wei Yan?"

Feng Yong was silent for a longer time.