Farmer of Shu Han

The queen looked around, waved her hand, and drove all the servants away, leaned over, and said in a low voice: "A few months ago, that young horse often visited the counties in the four directions, and he went to Qingcheng during that time. At that time, the big man was in danger. , Although there is the ability of the prime minister inside and the protection of Li Shangshu outside, but the emperor's heart is still burning, so I want to ask that Li Shenxian to make a divination."

Zhang Xiahou was startled, this is a secret story in the palace, is it appropriate for her daughter to listen to her?

Looking at her mother's suspicious eyes, the queen shook her head slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, mother, my daughter has her own measure." She took a sip of the clear water on the table and continued, "Then Li Shenxian is the same as before. I only drew one painting and handed it over to Ma Youchang. The painting showed that a half-length beauty dripped two drops of water in front of the horse, and the word Wu was written on it. Ma Youchang couldn't understand it, so he asked what it meant. Li Shenxian only said one thing: on the way home, you will meet its horse, and on the way north, you will get its beauty."

Mrs. Zhang Xiahou frowned, thinking to herself that it was confusing.

"Li Shenxian's paintings have always been obscure and difficult to understand, and my daughter was also puzzled. Later, when I heard about Feng Langjun, I suddenly realized that the two waters and one horse are exactly the same word Feng?"

"But how can we prove that it is Feng Yongzhi Feng?" After hearing this, Zhang Xiahou immediately understood, but felt that the eldest daughter was too hasty.

"Mother, don't forget that Li Shenxian once said: On the way back, you must meet his horse. The horse young often passed Fengzhuang when he returned to Chengdu, and he had a conversation with Feng Langjun. At that time, Feng Langjun There was chaos in Yan Xinnan, but Ma Youchang thought it was a relapse of an old disease and was talking nonsense, so he didn't worry about it, and he didn't expect what happened later, it was just what he said."

Zhang Xiahou was silent.

"My daughter knows that even so, it cannot prove that it must be Feng Langjun. But mother, how can there be anything in the world that is absolutely sure? It is only 50%, and my daughter thinks it is enough!"

As expected, this daughter was decisive in killing and attacking. The late emperor was extremely accurate in seeing people, so it seems reasonable.

Zhang Xiahou nodded silently, agreeing with the Queen's words.

"Even the prime minister can't fully guess the meaning of that painting. However, when the prime minister summoned Feng Langjun that day, it was said that it was the work of Qu Yuanli. I personally take care of everything, if it is not an urgent matter, how can I go to Fengzhuang with General Zhao in my spare time? Wouldn’t it be more convenient to call Feng Langjun to the Prime Minister’s Mansion directly? Aunt doesn’t think it’s strange, this move is too flattering to that Feng Langjun?"

After all, Zhang Xiahou was a person who had gone through a lot of wind and waves. Hearing his daughter's detailed analysis, he suddenly felt that this matter was indeed a bit unusual.

"It turns out that the prime minister also..."

The following words were not spoken, but the meaning was already very clear.

The queen nodded and said: "That's why my daughter thought, since she is 50% sure, it's a one-time bet, so what? If the bet is right, Zhang Jiashao said that two generations of worry-free life can be guaranteed. Even if it is a mistake Now, my little sister can get a son-in-law from the mountain gate to be her husband-in-law, and it doesn't count as burying her. It's not a loss, so why not do it?"

As a mother, Mrs. Zhang Xiahou was really persuaded by her eldest daughter, and sighed softly: "Now I finally understand why the late emperor always treated you as a daughter. Your vision is really different from ours. Women and Taoists are different."

"What's the mother talking about? Even if the daughter is a daughter, she may not be worse than those men." The queen looked proud.

"It's just that you are pregnant now, so you should spend less time thinking and pay more attention to taking care of your body, otherwise it will be bad for yourself and the child." Zhang Xiahou looked at her daughter's sickly pale face, and was a little worried. He said in a low voice, "Da Lang can be regarded as a man of integrity, so you don't have to worry too much about the mansion."

"Daughter." The empress nodded, and she had listened to Zhang Xiahou's words, "Daughter came out of the palace in a hurry this time, but I heard that my mother had a rift with the prime minister's wife because of the younger sister, so I was sorry. I begged the emperor to let my daughter go back to the mansion once. Now that the government orders of the Han Dynasty are all in the hands of the prime minister, even the emperor has to call the prime minister to be the father. It is the daughter's negligence in this matter, and my mother should not talk to the prime minister. Ma'am is good."

"Don't worry. I know that this matter is your idea, so how can I blame others? I'll just ask that Huang Achou to accompany me later. After all, in the past two years, she is the only one who can be compared with me." talk."

"After all, my daughter can be regarded as the Empress of the Han Dynasty. If my mother really wants to accompany others, isn't that a lowering of her status? The prime minister's wife is a smart person. After she sent the younger sister back to the mansion, the mother asked her to talk about herself. She'll understand."

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

The queen and mother hadn't seen each other for many days, and they wanted to talk more, but at this moment, someone from the palace sent over, saying that the emperor was worried about the queen's health and asked the queen to return to the palace early. The queen had no choice but to instruct her grandmother carefully before getting up and leaving.

After mid-August, Feng Yong originally wanted to make some moon cakes, but after inquiring, although there is a habit of admiring the moon in autumn these days, there is no such thing as Mid-Autumn Festival. More importantly, as soon as the autumn harvest was over, the Zi Palace of the late emperor Liu Bei was buried in Huiling. Feng Yong didn't dare to jump out at this time, otherwise he would be caught, and the Feng family would really be tidy. Go down Qidi Road to have a family reunion.

However, when Feng Tubie secretly sat in his backyard watching the moon on the night of August 10th, he couldn't help sighing that he finally felt the weight of history at this time. The burial of Liu Beizi Palace seems to announce the end of the era of the older generation: Guan Yu is dead, Zhang Fei is dead, Huang Zhong is dead, Ma Chao is dead, Liu Bei is also dead...

The last remaining veteran, Zhao Yun, Feng Yong remembers that in a few years, he will encounter the last battle of his life, and he still loses and dies.

From the point of view of someone with a dark mind like Feng Yong, Liu Chan in the palace probably felt relieved, because Liu Bei's burial also announced the coming of his own emperor's era-of course, it was only on the surface.

During the festive season, Feng Tubie thinks of his relatives, and finally gets depressed...

Probably this August is the busiest month for Han officials. The first half of the year is busy with the autumn harvest, the middle half of the year is busy with burying the late emperor, and the second half of the year is busy with planting winter wheat.

Farming is the foundation of the country. As the newly enthroned emperor, Liu Chan still attaches great importance to it, even at the request of Prime Minister Zhuge. In order to express this importance, the new emperor decided that Qiu Geng would go out to inspect the farmland outside Jincheng this time, showing that he was not just shouting slogans, but actually taking real actions.

All the ministers had no opinion on this, and they all said yes, yes, it is a blessing to all the people that His Majesty attaches so much importance to farming, and we will definitely have a bumper harvest in the coming year - anyway, that's what it means.

As the newly-appointed supervisor of Zhuye, Wang Xun, this was the first time he saw so many big men in the court, and he felt a little nervous, while Zhao Guang, as the deputy supervisor, was a little careless. What about Aunt? Almost all of those uncles have met each other, so what is there to be afraid of?