Farmer of Shu Han

In the midst of singing and dancing, Ji Han quietly completed a series of personnel replacements, and even secretly mobilized troops to prepare for the future war.

And Ji Han's opponents on the east side of the Taihang Mountains were also toasting each other.

In the city of Ye, Sima Yi was entertaining guests in Befu, the Grand Tutor.

Most of these guests are from Hebei, and some are from Qingxu and other places in the south.

Most of these people are from the families of prefects, such as the Lu family of Fanyang, the Cui family of Qinghe and the Cui family of Boling and so on.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is Lu Yu, the former court lieutenant.

Lu Yu is Lu Zhi's youngest son, who lost his father at the age of ten, and the latter two elder brothers also died because of the war.

Lu Yu raised his widowed sister-in-law and orphaned son with his own efforts, and was known for his education.

When Cao Pi heard about Lu Yu's name, he summoned Cao Cao, a subordinate of his department, and was later promoted by Cui Yan of the Qinghe Cui family as the master book of Jizhou.

After the three generations of Cao Cao, Cao Pi, and Cao Rui, he served in the local and Wei courts many times, not only deeply loved by the local people, but also quite prestigious in the court.

Even Cao Rui often asked him for his opinion and made him the Minister of the Ministry of Officials who selected officials.

Unexpectedly, when General Cao was in power, he felt that Lu Yu was an eyesore, and it was inconvenient for him to control the Shangshutai, so he transferred Lu Yu to be the servant of the Shangshu, and at the same time made He Yan the Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

The "Three Dogs of Taichung" brought disaster to the government, Lu Yu naturally couldn't see it, and repeatedly criticized it.

General Cao annoyed him more and more, so he simply transferred him out of Shangshutai and became Tingwei.

As the Taichung Three Dogs became more and more powerful, Lu Yu, who had offended them, could not escape revenge.

He Yan found an opportunity and specially wrote a long memorial to impeach Lu Yu, and ordered Yousi to accept Lu Yu's seal and ribbon first, and then played it.

It can be seen that the power of the Taichung Sangou is almost the same as that of killing first and playing later.

But He Yan's behavior actually got Cao Shuang's support.

In this way, Lu Yu was dismissed from office and demoted to a commoner.

Lu Yu can be regarded as a veteran of the four dynasties of Wei State, and his prestige in the court is not low.

Being treated like this now is naturally sympathetic to many people.

In the past few years, Lu Yu has watched General Cao look a bit human except for the first few months since he served as a government assistant, and then it became more and more absurd.

It has long been from anger to deep disappointment.

This time he was dismissed so inexplicably that he finally lost hope for Xu Chang.

So he packed his luggage and left Xuchang, intending to return to his hometown.

Unexpectedly, just crossing the big river north, he saw Taifu Sima waiting by the river early.

Over the years, from Deng Ai to Sun Li, then to Fu Gu, and even Guo Xun, Sima Tai Fu's reputation as a talented scholar has already spread throughout the court and the public.

Looking at Taifu Sima who treated him with courtesy, and thinking about General Cao who abandoned him like a shoe, Lu Yu almost burst into tears.

He originally wanted to return to his hometown for the elderly, but he had no way to refuse the kind invitation of Sima Taifu, so he came to Yecheng.

"Mr. Lu," Sima Yi raised his glass to Lu Yu, "What are your plans for returning home this time?"

Lu Yu hastily raised his glass and respected Sima Yi. After taking a sip of the wine, he shook his head and sighed:

"With the concern of Mrs. Lao, I have reached my sixtieth year. I am old and frail. What else can I do when I return home to provide for the elderly?"

When Sima Yi heard this, he pretended to be displeased:

"Mr. Lu is mocking me? I am sixty-five years old, and I am a few years older than Mr. Lu. Is it possible that I will resign and return to my hometown now?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu quickly stood up and apologized:

"It was a slip of the tongue, the grand master is the pillar of Wei, An Neng condescends to be compared with such a wild old man?"

Sima Yi burst out laughing, then stood up, helped Lu Yu to sit down together:

"Grand Lu, I'm just joking! Back then, Man Boning (that is, Man Chong) was nearly eighty years old. If he wanted to ask for the bones, he was still refused by the late emperor."

As if remembering something, the smile on Sima Yi's face disappeared, replaced by emotion:

"Duke Lu is only sixty now, and An Neng claims to be old? And the country is in crisis, and it is the time when Great Wei needs such upright veterans like Mr. Lu the most!"

When Lu Yu heard the first half, he wanted to laugh with Sima Yi, but when he heard the second half, his face suddenly darkened!

"Shuzi is wronging the country!"

As if what Lu Yu was thinking, Sima Yi drank the wine in the glass, put the glass heavily on the desk, and sighed a long time:

"The villain is wronging the country! If it weren't for the court to rape the villain, why would Lu Gong do this? And I, why would I drag this sick and disabled body to resist the thieves?"

Speaking of this, Sima Yi held Lu Yu's hand and said with some emotion:

"I and Lu Gong are not far apart in age, and the time we served Emperor Wu was also before and after. We, these veterans, conquered the world with Emperor Wu, and established a foundation with Emperor Wen."

"But now, I'm being bullied by those underachievers. Seeing them destroy Wei's foundation, every time I think about it, it hurts my bones!"

"Lu Gong, the great Wei's foundation also has the hard work of us veterans! We will not have the face to meet Emperor Wu under the yellow soil soon?"

Sima Yi's eloquent and emotional rhetoric immediately moved Lu Yu.

What happened to him in Xuchang was full of grievances and anger.

Provoked by Sima Yi's words at this moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears:

"Emperor Wu, if you have knowledge under the yellow soil, let's take a look at Da Wei!"

When the two of them started crying, everyone present, no matter if they were sincere or not, all wept silently.

Just as Sima Yi and the others burst into tears, there was a sudden rush of footsteps at the entrance of the hall.

Everyone was startled by the sound of footsteps, many people stopped crying quickly, and looked up, wanting to see who dared to be so presumptuous at the Taifu's banquet.

But I saw an old woman striding in in the wind and dust.

The old woman looked to be in her fifties, and the clothes on her body looked a little filthy due to the long journey.

But none of the people present dared to underestimate him, instead they stood up one after another.

The woman's eyes were sharp, and she saw Sima Yi sitting next to Lu Yu at a glance, and asked with a sad face:

"You know everything?"

When Sima Yi saw the woman, he was so startled that he quickly let go of Lu Yu's arm, stood up and stared at her blankly:

"What?"

It turned out that the old woman was none other than Taifu Sima's first wife, Zhang Chunhua.

Zhang Chunhua wiped away tears:

"You are crying here, don't you already know about Ziyuan (that is, Master Sima)?"

Seeing her first spouse who was originally in Luoyang suddenly appear here, and hearing her mention her son Sima Shi, Sima Yi, who has always been calm, suddenly panicked.

In his subconscious mind, he refused to think about the matter further, and just asked numbly:

"Ziyuan? What happened to Ziyuan?"

Zhang Chunhua didn't answer, but fell to the ground and burst into tears.

Sima Yi swayed, then fell down and sat down, his eyes glazed over, and he remained silent for a long time.

Everyone present was at a loss.

Lu Yu, who was sitting next to Sima Yi, looked at the Taifu and his wife, one weeping loudly and the other dumbfounded.

He seemed to have guessed something, and sighed softly: "Teacher?"

This sound finally brought Sima Yi back to his senses. He stared blankly at Zhang Chunhua, who was crying, and then at Lu Yu, and said in a shy voice:

"Lu Gong, am I drunk?"

Lu Yu couldn't bear to speak.

Sima Yi didn't get a response, and despair gradually appeared in his eyes.

In his ear, a familiar voice came:

"Drunk why drunk? Ziyuan, Ziyuan has died of serious injuries, go!"

This sentence finally shattered Sima Yi's last hope.

"Ziyuan! My son!"

When Sima Yi talked about state affairs earlier, he just shed tears.

But this time, he burst into tears all at once, and his beard was soon covered with shiny and sticky water.

"Son, my son..."

Sima Yi wept and thumped his chest vigorously, until he almost died of breath and fainted to the ground.

This banquet broke up unhappy because of Zhang Chunhua's arrival.

When Sima Yi woke up, he found himself lying on the couch.

The clothes on his body were changed into comfortable close-fitting pajamas, and his face and beard should have been cleaned carefully, which made him feel clean and refreshed.

In the instant of waking up, only one person can make his whole body feel so comfortable.

This person is definitely not the wife Zhang Chunhua.

It was Mrs. Bai, the concubine who was most loved by Sima Yi at the moment.

"Ah Lang, are you awake?"

Accompanied by the soft voice, Sima Yi smelled his favorite spice smell, which was also the spice smell of Mrs. Bai.

"How long have I slept?"

Sima Yi asked.

"Slept for nearly ten hours," Mrs. Bai bent down, gently hugged Sima Yi's head, and then put the soft velvet cushion under Sima Yi's head.

"Ah Lang, do you want to drink some hot soup to warm your stomach first?"

"okay."

After drinking and sleeping for such a long time, Sima Yi felt that his body was indeed a little weak.

A few sips of hot soup not only warmed the body, but also warmed the heart.

That's why he dotes on Mrs. Bo.

Not only is she beautiful and gentle, but she is also considerate. Without saying anything, she will prepare everything she wants in advance.

Hey, when people are old, they need consideration and comfort the most, and it is also the most difficult to resist such consideration and comfort.

Especially in the case of bereavement, Sima Yi felt that only by being with Mrs. Bai could he relieve his grief a little.

But this warmth was quickly broken by a voice:

"Is Ah Lang awake? How do you feel? Doesn't matter?"

Hearing this series of voices, Sima Yi frowned.

And Zhang Chunhua, who entered the room, also saw the scene in the room.

He remembered that his son was seriously injured because of this man sent to lead the army, and he couldn't be rescued in the end.

And him?

Hiding in Yecheng to enjoy the blessings!

When he arrived the day before yesterday, he was drinking and having fun with everyone.

Just woke up today, enjoying the beauty again.

Zhang Chunhua suffered from the pain of losing his son, and his mood was already quite unstable.

It's just that she is not an ordinary woman, so she can barely control herself.

But everything in front of her completely crushed her psychology, causing her to scream uncontrollably:

"Sima Zhongda, what face do you have as a father!"

"Beasts lose their sons, yet they know how to mourn, but you are worse than beasts!"

When Sima Yi was scolded by Zhang Chunhua, he was startled and angry: "What are you talking about!"

As he was talking, he was about to stand up, but he didn't expect to feel dizzy when he got up halfway.

"Aaron, are you alright?"

Mrs. Bai saw Sima Yi's expression was not right, so she hugged him quickly.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Bai's action made Zhang Chunhua like fuel to the fire:

"What A Lang, you bitch, you can call A Lang?"

Leaning in Mrs. Bo's arms, Sima Yi pointed at Zhang Chunhua tremblingly, as if exhausting all his strength, he shouted:

"Get out, get out! I don't want to see you, an old man!"

"In the future, without my permission, you are not allowed to set foot here!"

Zhang Chunhua didn't know whether he was frightened by Sima Yi, or he didn't expect him to say such a thing, so he just stood there in a daze.

When Sima Yi saw her like this, regret flashed in his heart, but when he saw that slack and aging face, he felt bored again:

"You old man, you are really abominable, just take care of yourself, and I don't need to bother you to come and see me."

When Zhang Chunhua heard this, he was immediately ashamed, angry and annoyed. He glanced at Sima Yi and Mrs. Bai with his cannibalistic eyes, then turned and left in resentment.

"Ah Lang, if you're like this, will you...how about I go and apologize to the lady?"

After Zhang Chunhua left, Mrs. Bai dared to speak, and asked carefully with a pale face.

"What does this have to do with you? What are you going to apologize for?"

Sima Yi lay in Mrs. Bai's arms, closed his eyes, and said slowly, "Don't worry about that old thing."

"But, but Ziyuan..."

"I have my own plans about Ziyuan, so don't worry about it."

Sima Yi opened his eyes, but there was no focus in them:

"Luoyang is the capital of the Great Wei Kingdom. Now it is under the vanguard of the Western Bandits. Yecheng is the founding place of the Great Wei Dynasty. Although there are great dangers, who can guarantee that they will be able to stop the Western Bandits?"

"It's a pity that the country is in danger. There are still some people in Wei Dynasty who put self-interest first and ignore foreign thieves, but they regard me as the enemy of life and death."

"Now, my son led the army to fight against the bandits, and was seriously injured and died. Who dares to say that I have ulterior motives?"

Having said that, Sima Yi closed his eyes again, and sighed a long time:

"Ziyuan is gone, so what good is it if I go blind from crying? It's better to let go of the grief and think about how to protect the whole country."

Mrs. Bai lowered her head, looked at Sima Yi's tired and old face, and couldn't help asking:

"Alang, isn't there a better way?"

"What?"

"Xi Thief, there is no better way over there in the Han Kingdom?"

Sima Yi opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were sharp, but they disappeared quickly, and even closed them again: "No, at least not for now."

"You also saw the banquet the day before yesterday. They were all from the big families in Hebei, and there were also people from the south who had high hopes for me."

Don't say anything about destroying the West Thieves now, even if you only hope to stop the West Thieves and stop the West Thieves from going east, you already have so many families supporting you.

And what about myself?

Even my son got in.

If you just give up halfway like this, don't say laugh for the world.

Just those who support themselves, how much they have high hopes for themselves now, will hate themselves in the future.

Even if Sima Yi was cunning and scheming, he couldn't help but feel a little terrified when he thought of the consequences of the backlash from the big clans in the Kanto region.

He has no way out.

From the moment they entered Yecheng, there was no way out.

Until the moment when there is no hope, these Kanto clans behind Sima will never let themselves give up.

"Then, the Luoyang side is so dangerous, why don't you let me come to Yecheng? This will also make Madam feel at ease."

"No need."

Sima Yi flatly refused: "As I said, I have my own plans."