Wei and Jin cooks

In the past, Zhao Erlang would have robbed it directly, but after becoming the magistrate of Luoyang County and having come into contact with more civil servants, he knew that this was not possible.

So even though he really wanted to move things away now, he still endured it and urged the veteran to write a letter.

He wanted to watch him write the letter in person, "I will send someone to deliver it faster than you can by walking to the inn."

The veteran was irritated by the rush, so he could only take him to find other veterans, and then a group of soldiers got together to write a letter.

Zhao Erlang also squeezed over, writing and writing. The veteran asked Zhao Erlang, "How to write copper characters?"

Zhao Erlang's eyes widened, he scratched his head and said, "You don't have to write copper, just ball."

"How do you write the ball?"

Well, not anymore.

Zhao Erlang tried hard to recall the copper characters he had seen in his mind. He took over the strokes and drew them. It took him a long time to draw them. The more he looked at them, the more they resembled them, so he said to them: "This is it."

The veterans have all heard of this young general and know that he is not good at reading, but after all, he is a young man from an aristocratic family, so they are confident in his cultural level. After all, he is better than them, right?

So a dozen people worked together to write a letter.

Handing the letter to Zhao Erlang, the veteran said: "As long as the general agrees, we will definitely give the things to the young general."

Zhao Erlang said: "Do you have any tokens? What if your general doesn't believe that this letter was written by you?"

After all, he didn't go to the inn, he was sent privately.

The veterans said proudly and confidently: "Don't worry, the general will know it was written by us when he sees the letter."

"Yes, the general can read handwriting. He said he would never mistake our handwriting."

Zhao Erlang felt relieved, took the letter and left. When he was sent out, he turned around and told them, "You must keep an eye on the things and don't let others steal them."

"Don't worry, little general. Who dares to steal the things in our general's mansion?"

Zhao Erlang left with peace of mind, but he was still a little uneasy when he returned home, so he called Lu Hu, "We also have to write a letter to General Beigong. Huang An is stingy. If he persuades General Beigong not to What should I do if I agree?”

So he also writes letters.

Zhao Erlang's letter was basically ghostwritten by Lu Hu and several of his servants, and then he checked it again.

He can now recognize many words, that is, he can still recognize them when he sees them. When he can't see them, it is a little difficult for him to recall them, let alone write them.

Moreover, he recognized some words together and recognized them one by one separately, but he did not recognize them.

Occasionally, he would wonder why he couldn't recognize the words in a sentence even if they were separated.

Zhao Erlang shook his head and asked Lu Hu to write for him.

After Lu Hu finished writing the letter eloquently, Zhao Erlang sealed it and handed it to him after reading it. "Let the soldiers send it to Bingzhou. Remember, give the letter to General Beigong."

Lu Hu understood.

Zhao Erlang was happy. He lay on the couch with one leg up and shook it. When Lu Hu came back, he said: "Don't tell sister and brother-in-law about this first. When I get the big copper ball, I will give it to them to make." This gift should be regarded as my New Year’s gift.”

Lu Hu said: "Erlang, it will be New Year in two days. I'm afraid the letter hasn't been delivered to Jinyang yet."

Zhao Erlang said: "What's the matter? It's all years before the fifteenth. As long as there is a reply before the fifteenth, it will be fine."

He sighed: "It's really hard to choose New Year's gifts. I think neither my sister nor my brother-in-law like those things."

Lu Hu smiled: "Is it because you don't have money to buy expensive gifts?"

Zhao Erlang hummed and said nothing, and asked: "Where are Sister A and the others?"

"The girl and Mr. Fu have left. They should be heading to Fu's house opposite."

Zhao Hanzhang was having tea with Princess Hongnong at Fu Zhai across the street, and he told her about the palace banquet.

Princess Hongnong readily agreed to go.

While Princess Hongnong went to change clothes, Fu Xuan came over and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Sanniang, I have been feeling unwell in recent years and people are becoming more and more confused. Therefore, I want to formally resign from the post of censor. I heard that Say, you agreed to many people’s resignations, then I..."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "Father, those people are resigning because they are living in various places and cannot come back to Luoyang for the time being. I can't force it, but my father is in Luoyang now, why are they unwilling to serve the country?"

Fu Xuan sighed: "I am determined but powerless. Do you think I can go out on patrol and perform the duties of a censor?"

"It turns out that father doesn't want to go out. It's simple. Taixue is short of a doctor. I heard from Tinghan that you love reading very much. How about teaching students in Taixue?" Zhao Hanzhang encouraged: "There is not much else in Taixue. , as far as books and learning are concerned, there are the most people there. Isn’t it wonderful that my father can not only read books there, but also find fellow students to explore the meaning of the books?”

Fu Xuan opened his mouth, but he could also read at home.

He doesn't want to go out.

He found the reason in an instant, and just as he was about to refuse, he saw Princess Hongnong standing by the door and looking at him coldly.

Fu Xuan immediately responded: "Okay, I will go to Taixue."

If he didn't go to Imperial College, Princess Hongnong might not allow him to resign, and would force him to go to the Yushitai. She might even ask him to do more things, such as fighting for the rights of the young prince in the court.

Fu Xuan hurriedly agreed, fearing that Princess Hongnong would interrupt and Zhao Hanzhang would regret it.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan looked at him silently, then at Princess Hongnong, and wisely changed the subject, "Speaking of which, the snow scene in Luoyang is pretty good these days. Do you want to go there to enjoy the snow? I heard that outside the city There is a plum grove, which was planted by Shi Chong and others in an enclosure. The plum trees have been there for many years. When Liu Cong attacked Luoyang in the early years, he burned down the plum grove. However, he did not expect that the old trees did not die. When the new year came, new leaves sprouted when the spring breeze blew. I came back alive and heard that the plum blossoms are blooming very well."

Princess Hongnong said calmly: "I heard that the flowers in the plum forest were almost picked up by students from various schools and Imperial Colleges in Luoyang. They were all sprinkled on you at your wedding the day before yesterday."

"Ah?" It turns out where those plum blossoms were gathered from, no wonder there are so many.

Fu Tinghan was a little embarrassed, but Zhao Hanzhang looked as usual. After being slightly surprised, he changed the reason, "Then it is more artistic to appreciate plum blossoms at this time. The old trees have fallen flowers, and the white snow reflects them. After New Year's Eve, I will go hunt one for my mother." When the deer comes, you can bring the venison and enjoy the snow while grilling meat, wouldn’t it be nice?”

Princess Hongnong: ...Just enjoy the snow, why barbecue?

Zhao Hanzhang believes that if you want to enjoy the snow, how can you not barbecue?

If you want to barbecue, how can you forget about venison and hunting?

She had already made plans. When riding home with Fu Tinghan, she said: "We will go hunting on the third day of the lunar month, and enjoy the snow on the fourth day of the lunar month. Didn't Guo Pu say that there will be sporadic light snow from the first to the fifth day of the lunar month? The snow will hang on the branches." nice."

Fu Tinghan nodded, and then the two returned home and received two baskets of official documents and letters.

The two baskets were about the same size. One was so full that it couldn't be stacked anymore, and the lid was left uncovered. The lid of the other basket was opened, and there were about ten official documents inside.

Fu Tinghan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the loose basket and said, "I'm going to handle official business."

Zhao Hanzhang silently lifted her compact basket, but her shoulders couldn't help but sag slightly because it was too heavy.

The revised chapter starts from 1066, so if you look back, you can start from 1066