Chapter 314
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However, it was said that Mr. Fan Cheng, a staff member under King Lu, intended to seek talent for the Lord and found Jia Huan. Jia Huan took the opportunity of inviting others to dinner to show off some knowledge at will, which attracted Fan Cheng to seek talent for his lord.
After lunch, Fan Cheng immediately went to the palace of King Lu and carefully returned this person to King Lu. King Lu's uncle Zeng Chun urged him to prepare a carriage and horse to visit this Zhao San, but King Lu said: "People have refused, even if they want to visit him, it is inconvenient to go here, otherwise it will be disgusting to be dead-skinned." β
Zeng Chun said: "Lord, sincerity can move people. In the past, Liu Xuande looked at the thatched house three times, and asked Zhuge Kongming to come out of the mountain to help. β
King Lu said: "Zhuge Liang is on the shelf, he has already decided to follow Liu Bei, and it has nothing to do with Sangu." If Cao Cao had invited him thirty times, he would not have gone. β
Zeng Chun frowned: "Where did the prince hear the gossip?" β
"Mr. Jia Cong said." King Lu said, "In the old years, when I was in Beijing, he and Mr. Huan led me to play, because I heard a play of White Emperor Tuogu, he thought of this section and said casually. β
Zeng Chun hurriedly said: "Cao Cao is a Han thief, and Zhuge Liang is loyal to the Han family, so naturally he will not help him." β
King Lu said: "No. Cao Cao slaughtered the city in Xuzhou and wiped out the clan of the Langya Zhuge family, and the two of them had a deep blood feud. Zhuge Liang specially selected Liu Bei as the main among the princes of the world, just to assist him in destroying Cao and taking revenge. It's a pity that the six expeditions to the Central Plains failed, and they ended up with hatred. This is Jia Cong's words, King Lu has a good memory when he is young, so he remembered it.
Zeng Chun was speechless, and persuaded after a while: "This Mr. Zhao is really a rare talent, even if the prince doesn't accept it at this time, it's good to go and see him and ask for advice." β
King Lu didn't know what to do for a while, so he fooled them a few words, turned around and found a gap and slipped back to see his sister.
Princess Jian'an listened, thought for a moment, and asked him to repeat it from the beginning. King Lu then elaborated again. Princess Jian'an stood up and thought about it for a long time, and then asked what the person looked like. King Lu said "oops": "I forgot to ask." Then he ordered someone to ask Fan Cheng about Zhao San's appearance, tall, short, fat and thin, etc.
The little eunuch who went to ask after a while came back and said, "Master Fan said that Zhao Sangongzi is seven feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a somewhat dark face, and an elegant bearing. β
Princess Jian'an said: "You go and ask him again, is the third son of Zhao fat or thin than the fourth cousin of the Zeng family?" Is it tall or short? The back looks like a scholar or a martial artist? The little eunuch had only run two steps, and she cried out again, "Come back!" "The little eunuch is back. Princess Jian'an instructed: "In addition to this, let Lord Fan write down every word Zhao San said and present it to the prince." If his father remembered what he had said a few days ago, he bothered him to write down as many as he could. Remember, it has to be the truth. The little eunuch answered again.
Lu Wangqi said: "Sister, what do you want to say?" β
Princess Jian'an glanced at him: "Be brave and strategic, steady and move." Where can you afford such praise as a child? If it weren't for killing you...... It's biased towards you. β
King Lu was stunned: "Does he know me?" Why favor me? Princess Jian'an was silent. He smiled again: "It was my sister's idea to be exempted from the salt class. β
Princess Jian'an stroked his head and said, "I also have an idea, and my uncle also has an idea, and you have to make up your mind after all." β
King Lu said: "In the old years, the two Mr. Jia in Beijing told me that my sister is wiser than my uncle, and I must remember to listen to my sister." Princess Jian'an looked sideways at the window and quietly smiled.
It wasn't until near dinner that Fan Chengfang wrote out the quotations of Zhao San that he and his father heard, and sent them to the Luwang Mansion in person, and said: "Mr. Zhao San is slightly taller than Zeng Siye, and he has gained about two laps of weight." Although he was usually wearing Confucian robes, he looked like he was practicing martial arts behind his back. King Lu didn't know what his sister wanted to do, so he sent it to Princess Jian'an's courtyard.
Princess Jian'an laughed when she heard "I was fat about two times". After reading Zhao San's quotations, he smiled and said to the little eunuch who sent the letter: "Go back and tell your prince, this Mr. Zhao San said that he is just here to shop, and he is not in a hurry to choose the master, so we don't have to be in such a hurry." If he had a heart, he would come sooner or later. I watched the sky at night, and this man was a warm-hearted person. If there is anything that cannot be decided or has no idea in the past few days, while he has not left, it can be bothered that Lord Lao Fan will take it to ask him. The little eunuch wrote it down and left.
King Lu is still young, "What my sister said is right." "Fan Cheng is an honest man," the prince said. Therefore, Fan Cheng took a few official documents early the next morning and visited the inn where Jia Huan lived, only saying that he was asking Mr. Zhao for advice. Jia Huan was happy to help his brother-in-law, and he was not interested in shopping for a few days, so he really opened it and took a look.
The first case is a case. A rich man died, and only one son, eight years old, was born to a concubine. The eldest woman said that the concubine had an affair with the servants of the family and wanted to sell the concubine. The son refused, saying that the eldest woman had framed his mother. Although this matter is small, there are many discussions among the people, the public says that the public is reasonable, the mother says that the mother is reasonable, and how the official family deals with it is not.
Jia Huan said: "What is there to argue about? The eldest woman had to sell the concubine, because she was afraid that in the future, her son would grow up and the concubine would climb on her head. If she sells her son together, she is afraid that her deceased husband's brothers and uncles will come and take possession of the family property. It's all about money, and it has nothing to do with right and wrong. You tell the woman that the child is eight years old, not three or two. If he sells his biological mother, he will take revenge when he grows up in the future, and it is not as simple as climbing on his head. It is better for their mother and son to negotiate peace, the family property is half of one person, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. If she is willing, wouldn't it be good for her son to give her a letter of resignation on his father's behalf, allowing her to remarry, and gain money and freedom? β
Fan Cheng frowned and said, "In this way, don't you have to corrupt the people's customs?" β
Jia Huan said: "This is not folk customs, it is human nature. If you are afraid of ruining the people's customs, find a nunnery that is not very honest - there are honest monks and girls in the world and there are dishonest ones - let the eldest woman become a nun. After three or five months, the limelight has gone, and she is still vulgar. You don't even need to shave your head, just practice with your hair. β
Fan Cheng shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate." If the concubine really had a personal relationship with others, wouldn't she have wronged this woman? β
Jia Huan said: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, who cares about such things?" The concubine is not the eldest lady of the scholarly family, and she has never read the female commandment. Even if it is true, if she is sold, this son will take revenge on the eldest woman in the future. β
Fan Cheng said: "Just explain the truth to him, and he will know that it is his mother's fault." β
Jia Huan said: "If you say it ten thousand times, he will also think that his mother is wronged, and the more you say, the more he thinks in his heart that his mother-in-law will take revenge on the official family for framing his mother and in the future." Besides, do you know that he will grow into a just and virtuous man in ten years? β
Fan Cheng was stunned.
Jia Huan said: "If everyone is just and wise, how can the world be what it is now." Mr. Fan, how many people in the world have studied? Twelve out of ten are afraid of nothing. β
Fan Cheng thought for a moment and sighed: "Mr. Zhao is reasonable. In the world, there are few people who are taught by saints. β
Jia Huan said angrily: "In the past, our brothers thought that if they had spare time to do some righteous studies in the future, they would invite some talents to teach the children of ordinary people to read. It's just that the world has become like this, but I don't dare. β
Fan Cheng's eyes lit up and asked, "Isn't this a great thing?" Why not? β
Jia Huan said: "If you do it for a while, if the students are promoted after a long time, I am afraid that the reputation of Shilin will be spread and the eyes of the princes of various families will be provoked." β
Fan Cheng persuaded: "Liu Bei, Emperor Zhaolie of the Shu Han Dynasty, said, don't take the good as small, don't take the evil as small, and Xian Kunzhong doesn't need to let go of such a good thing because of the idea of not being boundary." β
Jia Huan said apologetically: "Our brothers are not selfless people, and they regard their own family as more important than others. Mr. Fan, don't think that the late life is a benevolent person, and the late life must not endanger himself in advance. β
Fan Cheng was really a little disappointed, and only after a while did he say: "Xian Kunzhong is afraid that people are worried about the sky, why is it like that." Jia Huan smiled bitterly and said nothing, but asked if there was anything else.
Fan Cheng then took out another one. This time, he had trusted Jia Huan a lot and took an important file. The pacification of Luzhou made Du Dequ falsely report the number of soldiers very badly, and he had been paid empty for many years. Because the king of Lu was young and his mother's family had no generals, he was still blatantly eating empty salaries. It's just that now the soldier's salary has returned to the king of Lu. Because Luzhou has been exempted from salt classes in the past two years, the streets have become richer, and he actually said a few days ago that he would recruit some new soldiers. In fact, King Lu has already received the letter, and he doesn't want to recruit troops at all, just to get more silver for nothing.
Jia Huan said: "People who are greedy for money are easier to deal with than people who are greedy, and King Lu is lucky." β
Fan Cheng said worriedly: "Our prince has only a little looser in his hands, and there are more places to use money." β
Jia Huan smiled: "How come Mr. Fan doesn't know what Ling Zun knows?" Fan Cheng was stunned. Jia Huan then learned to say, "'It's just stealing and tricking.'" The huge salt tax is gone, where can those officials endure the lack of money? It won't be long before you have to raise taxes from elsewhere to make up for it. "It hasn't come long now", and even if it does, it can be said that King Lu is young, Zeng is pedantic, and he refuses to raise taxes. β
Fan Cheng was stunned and said: "As Mr. guessed, our taxes in Luzhou are too much." β
Jia Huan glanced at him: "You are the one who knows about this matter, I guessed, how can you know what Du is or what?" Can you think everyone can guess it? β
Fan Cheng nodded, and said, "This can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause." β
Jia Huan said: "If you want to cure the root cause, you must accept another reliable general to replace him, and then make him sick or injured or killed." Does he have any subordinates who are not bad at what he does and who are not in line with him? β
Fan Cheng was silent. After a while, he suddenly made a big salute to Jia Huan. Jia Huan was taken aback: "What does Mr. Fan do!" β
Fan Cheng said with tears: "Although my husband and I only met for the first time yesterday, we already know that my husband is a capable person. My lord is young, my uncle is a little pedantic, and his students are just ordinary scholars. In this world, the unrighteous can stand. Ask the gentleman to help my lord. β
Jia Huan sighed: "Mr. Fan, there are many things that I can't tell you too clearly. I won't ignore the king of Hengzhu, if I help him in this case, it will not be a good thing for him. β
Fan Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the expression on his face, as if he had something unspeakable, knowing that he was afraid that it would be difficult for the strongman, so he bowed to the ground again: "The student is presumptuous, and I hope that Mr. Haihan." β
Jia Huan hurriedly returned the salute: "Mr. Fan is too worried. The king of Lu is still young, everything is unknown, and the future is long. β
The two of them became closer. Fan Cheng was not polite, and took out the next one to discuss with Jia Huan. On this day, Fan Cheng stayed in Jia Huan's courtyard until almost dinner, and because he was embarrassed to let Jia Huan invite him to dinner, he thanked him again and again.
Fan Cheng casually entered a small restaurant on the side of the road, stuffed some food, and went to Luwangfu with the file. Princess Jian'an told her brother earlier, and Fan Cheng would tell her to listen behind the screen when Fan Cheng talked back; So I listened to it word for word from beginning to end.
After Fan Cheng left, King Lu immediately turned to the back of the screen and asked, "Sister, what does this Zhao San mean?" β
Princess Jian'an said with a smile: "It is obvious that there is kindness to you, you just accept it." All of this is very reasonable, so do as he says. King Lu answered.
For a while, Princess Jian'an returned to the courtyard, called a clever henchman to come over, and ordered her to go out quietly from the West Corner Gate, and send the four boxes of snacks made in the afternoon to an inn in a certain lane to Mr. Zhao San. "If he asks you what matters, don't say anything, and ask him if he has anything to say to the prince."
The maid said, "White-eyed and red-eyed, what is this?" β
Princess Jian'an smiled and said, "You just have to go." People have helped us to do a day's work in vain, and we can't afford to make snacks and not give people two bites? β
The maid thought for a moment and said, "Then what does it matter?" β
Princess Jian'an said: "If I ask your name, you will tell him." "The maid is getting more and more inexplicable.
She carried a snack box to give Jia Huan a gift. Jia Huan heard the person below reply that a little girl refused to tell her origin, so his heart moved, and he ordered her to be brought in.
The maid gave Jia Huan a blessing. Jia Huan asked, "I don't want to tell you where I came from, but do you have a name?" β
The maid said: "The slave maid is called Cang'er." β
Ordinary people's maids are all Chunlan Meixiang, how can there be such a strange maid name? Jia Huan's young man's heart jumped to his throat: "Is it the brilliant one?" β
Cang'er said, "No." My master said that it means to smile beautifully. β
Jia Huan laughed silently: "Does your master still have a maid named Lin'er?" That Lin of Qingyu? β
Cang'er Qi said: "How does Mr. know? β
Jia Huan smiled from ear to ear: "I guessed." "The seventh son of Jian'an...... One wall said and one wall clenched his fists.
Cang'er glanced at him a few times and said, "Mr. and master are both weird. β
Jia Huan took the dim sum with his own hands and held it in his arms and was reluctant to let it go: "Thank you master, I love dim sum the most." β
Cang'er thought that this Mr. Zhao was a genius; It's just that whoever gets these four boxes of dim sum for nothing should be asked, right? She stiffened her face and blocked him. The words have been thought of, no matter what Mr. Zhao asks, there are only two sentences: the master does not allow the slave to say, and I hope that Mr. will not be difficult to be a slave. Presumably, Mr. Zhao's face is quite interesting. Who knew that she stood in front of her and waited for a long time, and when she saw Mr. Zhao just looking at the snack box and smirking, she said strangely: "Mr. doesn't ask me anything?" β
Jia Huan said casually: "What do you ask?" What can you answer me, it is better to tell me sΓΉ, I ask. β
Cang'er suddenly lost interest: "Do you two actually know how to play dumb riddles?" The master also asked me to ask if the gentleman had anything to say to the prince. β
Jia Huan thought for a while and said: "You sue him: virtuous ministers are rare, capable ministers are even rarer, and loyal ministers are the most rare." This Mr. Fan Cheng does not have to listen to his ideas, but must treat him well. β
Cang'er took note of this and took her leave.
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