New Story of Lv Bu

On November 23rd, Luoyang City, the capital of the Han Dynasty, was in the quiet room of Shaofu Xunyou's mansion.

"Gongda, these are the things needed for the funeral of the Emperor Xiaoxian. They are all here. Please take a closer look." Ma Taichang took out a paper document from his sleeve, stretched out his hands, and handed it over respectfully. . "Emperor Xiaoxian died so terribly that he didn't even leave a single bone and blood! So, this time his funeral, even if my Ma Rixi fights this old life, I will do it well!" After finishing speaking, Ma Taichang put on a posture of not stopping without reaching his goal, and his eyes were fixed on Shaofu Xunyou.

"Hey! I took it out so soon? Uncle Weng, don't worry, I'll take a look at it first!" Xun You accepted the paperwork with a smile. When I opened it, I saw dozens of objects listed on it. It turned out that they were all used in the tombs and at the time of the burial.

There are eight pieces of sha (bamboo ware such as dustpan), each containing three liters, including millet (for making wine and making cakes), rice, wheat, beam, rice, hemp, sun (soybean), adzuki beans, etc.

There are three urns, each with a volume of three liters, and there are three types of vinegar, sauce, and crumbs (various condiments).

The syrup made from millet is placed on the horizontal wood and covered with plain cloth;

Two wares (wu pottery wine container), each containing three liters, one for sweet wine and one for wine, are placed on the top of the horizontal wood and covered with a cloth for welcoming the gods.

One ceramic plaster lamp;

There are four red lacquered arrows and four red lacquered arrows made of bone, which are light and heavy.

A red lacquer bow.

There are eight each for 巵 (wine vessel), Mou (earth kettle), bean (high-footed food vessel), 笾 (bamboo vessel for holding food), and square jug.

A set of panyi (panyi toilet utensils).

Four pieces of walking sticks (furniture for people to lean on), no shelves.

Sixteen pieces of pan, no shelf.

Sixteen clocks, no shelf.

Four pieces of 镈 (bo is similar to the clock, but smaller), without a shelf.

One car cover.

One piece of hygiene (xun with xun, a cobblestone-shaped wind instrument made of earthenware).

Four pieces of flute.

Sheng one.

One piece of chi (chi pottery wind instrument).

One piece of jade (wooden percussion instrument).

敔 (an ancient instrument of yu, gaga music will be hit at the end to stop music) one piece.

Six pieces.

One piece of piano.

One piece of 竽 (reed instrument).

A piece of construction (stringed instrument).

One piece of Kanhou (ancient musical instrument).

One piece of shield and one piece of Ge.

One piece of ruo (ze bow and quiver).

One piece.

One piece of helmet.

Nine by car.

Thirty-six mao horses.

Pottery stove two, pottery pot two, Tao Zeng (food steaming utensil) one.

Twelve pottery tripods, each with a capacity of five liters.

One piece (pao, a wine scoop made by using guagua), one liter.

Nine pottery cases (pottery short-footed food dishes).

Sixteen pieces of pottery cups, three liters each.

Twenty small pottery cups, two liters each.

Ten pottery rice dishes.

Two pottery wine bottles, each with five buckets.

Two spoons, one liter each.

Xun You has worked in the Shaofu for many years, and he has a very broad vision. He can read ten lines at a glance. He stretched out his hand and picked up a brush, marking one by one, and it was done in a few moments. He raised his head and looked at Ma Rixi. "Uncle Weng, there are a total of forty kinds. There are not many things, and it is not troublesome to do. Today is November 23rd, so please give me seven days, and you can make them all for you. Other than that In addition, prepare 30% more to prevent accidents. The funeral of the Emperor Xiaoxian should not be too shabby."

Upon hearing this, Ma Rixi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and took out a paper document from his arms. "Gongda, the ones you have seen just now are just the objects used during the burial. This list in my hand is the real funeral." "Oh? I don't expect you to be like this either. It's easy to deal with. It turns out that there are private goods!" Xun You raised his eyes and looked at Ma Rixi quietly. "Uncle Weng, you and I are both old acquaintances, so don't hide it. If you have anything else, just take it out together. It saves trouble."

Sure enough, Ma Rixi's face blushed, and he took out a few sheets of paper from his arms. "Is there any more? Take them out together." Xun You asked with a smile on his face, staring at Ma Rixi. "No more! Really no more! These, that's all!" Ma Rixi said whisperingly. According to his original intention, he was planning to repay the money on the spot, but he didn't want to but was seen through by Xun You's law.

Seeing Ma Rixi's fidgeting state, Xun You couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart. This old friend of himself is a gentleman of the scholars, and now he is lying really cute. He nodded, took the pieces of paper, and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the darker his face became, and his thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly. After finally reading it, he sighed and raised his eyes to look at Ma Rixi.

"I said, Uncle Weng, I don’t know who issued the two lists in your hand. As far as I know, even Emperor Wu’s Maoling doesn’t have as many burial items as on this list! Old friend, you This is embarrassing me!" Xun You said slowly. "Where is it! Gongda, Emperor Xiaoxian has been in distress all his life, and died miserably. I am waiting for Hanchen, and I am really sad. There are more buried things, but, not so, how can I show the upright mind of Da Sima? "" Ma Rixi said sincerely.

Ma Rixi didn't know, his last sentence happened to be in Xun You's heart. As a staunch supporter of Da Sima, he was well prepared for the funeral of Emperor Xiaoxian, to show the importance of the imperial court. He pondered for a moment, lifted the pen, and scratched out more than a dozen lines. Then, he raised his head, gave a long sigh, and handed the two sheets to Ma Rixi.

"Uncle Weng, Da Sima means that the reason why the emperor's mausoleum in this dynasty was stolen by the Kwantung Army is because the funeral items are too rich. Thin burials should be vigorously promoted. From then on, they will always be customized. These two lists Above, too extravagant items, such as peacock feather skirts, curtains with eight treasures of gold silk, etc., I have crossed out. The rest of the gold, silver, jade and other items can be supplied."

Ma Rixi took the two lists and looked at them carefully from beginning to end, raising his head, finally showing a knowing smile on his face. Those peacock feather skirts and eight-treasure gold silk curtains were originally intended to be used for bargaining. "It's so good! Gongda, everything depends on you!" "Uncle Weng, the funeral of Emperor Xiaoxian is five times that of Emperor Xiaohuai. I think you should understand this point." Xunyou slowed down. Swallowly said. "Understand! Understand! I will definitely promote it!"

Ma Rixi's head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Da Sima spent money to show the world's scholars?

Seeing that the business talks are over, and both parties in the negotiation are extremely satisfied, the next conversation is much easier.

Xun You ordered tea, and two old friends had a tea conversation. "Uncle Weng, Da Sima is about to seal King Wen, what do the others mean?" Xun You took a sip of tea, and said slowly. The others refer to the ministers who support the Han faction. In this regard, the two people still have a tacit understanding. As the backbone of Xunyou faction, Xun You still cares about Ma Rixi's attitude. Since the death of Wang Situhe's family, Taichang Ma Rixi has faintly become the substantive leader of the Han sect.

"What else? Naturally, I raised my hands in approval!" Ma Rixi lowered his eyes, blew the foam in the tea cup, and sighed. "When Emperor Xiaoxian died, the blood and blood of the first emperor's first-born son Liu Xi and princess Liu Ming were left. As early as when Chang'an was attacked, it was me, Ma Rixiong, who was ordered to verify the identity of the empress dowager Tang and the eldest son Liu Xi. The identity of Liu Xi is unequivocal. At this moment, Liu Xi is the only grandson of the first emperor, and it is indeed the only orthodoxy for him to inherit the position of the emperor."

Having said that, Ma Rixi's eyes were a little moist. "I, Ma Rixi, made a strong move for the Emperor Xiaoxian because he pityed him for his miserable death. Alas! One step is wrong! If Emperor Xiaoxian didn't escape when he took Chang'an, it would be great! Alas! It's a pity that people are not as good as the heavens, and he has made good plans and turned into a pot of porridge! Not only did the emperor fail, but he also lost his life."

"Among the three masters, Wang Situ died early, and Huangfu Taiwei was a martial artist, so he would naturally stand on the side of Da Sima. Chong Sikong had long understood it, and hid aside under the pretext of invading by old sickness. Now, Cai Boqi joined the Yingchuan Xun family, Yingchuan Chen family, Hongnong Yang family, and Kang Houye and Mr. Kang Cheng to invite Da Sima to be the king of Wen. This is really the trend of the times! No wonder, since the Emperor Xiaoxian What else can the big guy do besides supporting his elder son Liu Xi as the emperor? He had to agree!"

"Yesterday, General Wei Gaoshun, Liangzhou Mujiaxu, Gaomi Hou Zhengxuan, Taiwei Huangfusong, and Sikong Zhongfu all went to the sparse separately and asked the court to designate Sima as King Wen!" Xunyou said slowly. "I know this too. As soon as the "Nine Grades of Officials and Personnel Act" came out, the noble families got great benefits, and they would naturally approve with both hands. Not to mention Feng Wen, even if they were the emperor, they would also raise their hands in approval. Yes! The pace of Da Sima unified the world, Da Sima will be faster and faster. The great funeral of the Emperor Xiaoxian will also make the Qingliu scholars from all over the world like rivers returning to the sea, coming and going. This big man In the world, I am afraid I will have the surname Lu!"

Ma Rixi stretched out his hand, picked up the documents on the case table, shook lightly, and said with great emotion.

"If that's the case, should we both do something?" Xun You said with a smile on his face. Seeing the old friend's surprised look, he couldn't help but speak again. "For example, let's take the lead and pull the servants Liu He, Sili Xiaowei Huang Wan, Da Sinong Zhao Qi and others, and Shangshu asked Da Sima to be named King Wen and add Jiuxi. Uncle Weng, I don’t know you. How do you feel about it?"

"Gongda, you are right! Mencius said:'The people are the most valuable, the emperor is the light, and Sheji is second.' I'll draft it!"

There was a hot light in Ma Rixi's eyes, and she said loudly as she patted her hands with her hands.