"Uncle...... That's it? Sima Yi frowned.

The young man, with a complexion like jade, shining with a faint brilliance, was very different from Sima Hui's old, withered, and even age-spotted complexion on the opposite side, but it was strangely blended together.

Maybe they are all from the Sima family, or maybe they are all the same deep thoughts.

"If not, what else can I do?" Sima Hui raised his glass, drank tea, and said lightly.

Not to mention, since the general of the expedition to the west Fei Qian likes to drink tea, and created a way to brew with boiling water, at first there are many people who disagree, thinking that drinking tea in this way has lost the essence of tea, and can it be called tea soup without cooking?

But as time passed, this light and bitter tea taste gradually became a more elegant way to drink tea.

The friendship of gentlemen is as light as water, light as a promise, isn't it just like a gentleman?

Although Sima Yi is young, his mind is definitely not small, and he said: "In this way, isn't Sima the target of everyone? ”

"Hehe......" Sima Hui smiled.

Sima Yi heard Sima Hui's ridicule, and his little face was a little tense and darkened.

Sima Hui put down the tea bowl, looked at Sima Yi, seemed to turn to an irrelevant topic, and said, "Have you heard that General Zhengxi proposed marriage to Pang Tong Pang Shiyuan?" ”

"Uncle is saying...... Wang's? Sima Yi raised his eyebrows.

"This matter ......" Sima Hui raised his head, sighed slightly, and said, "King Taiyuan, Hongnong Yang...... Under the Expedition to the West...... Do you think that if you don't do it, there will be no one? ”

Sima Yi was silent.

"Why did your father make so many sarcasms?" Sima Hui smiled, "Is it written for fun?" ”

"Uncle!" Sima Yi glared.

Sima Hui stroked his beard for a long time and said, "Okay, the son doesn't say anything about the father, so naturally you can't say it...... But I'm right...... Even if your father comes, I'll say the same! ”

Sima Yi frowned and said, "Father is also coming?" "For Sima Yi, it's not a good thing that Sima Fang is coming. Sima Fang's famous family education is strict, the most important prestige, the slightest violation is either whipping, or scolding, or in his uncle Sima Hui, it is somewhat relaxed. If Sima Fang really came, wouldn't the good days be over?

Sima Hui laughed a few times, nodded and said, "So take advantage of that, do whatever you want...... I can't do it when I want to......"

Sima Yi stood up with a "huh", and said with his hand: "Uncle is above, and the little nephew wants to go to the city." ”

"Okay, let's go." Sima Hui waved his hand lazily.

After a while, Sima Yi turned back again, his little face twisted, and he stood with his hands in his hands, but he didn't speak.

"You kid ......" Sima Hui shook his head, took out a money bag from his arms, and threw it to Sima Yi, "...... Look at how well your father has run over you...... I can't open my mouth to ask for money! ”

Sima Yi tried hard to make a face, wanting to refute his uncle Sima Hui's evaluation of his father again, but he held the money bag in his hand, hesitated for a moment, decisively pretended not to hear anything, bowed again, and left the school palace, happily taking a few servants and heading to Pingyang.

During this period, I saw that Sima Yi basically lived in the School Palace, and originally thought that he wanted to go to Pingyang City anyway, and he had time, but he didn't expect to come and go, and he had lived in the School Palace for almost a year, and he hadn't really visited Pingyang City, so although it was still winter this time, his heart was already restless and joyful.

On a winter morning, the sun looms in the clouds, the milky white fog and frost float between the eaves of the buildings, and the red bricks and stones are reflected in the light white fog one by one, just like the Yuyu Qiong Palace floating in the sky.

Binh Duong City now has a second ring, of course, the fun and delicious are still within the original first ring, the second ring is probably some functional areas and newly built workshops, as well as some small-scale wine shops and bazaars or something.

Originally, the two cities in the east and west were expanded outward, not only with a small wall, but also with some tile warehouses to store materials and carry out some small-scale transactions on the spot.

Although it is winter now, the caravan is much less, but there are still many people who come to buy coal and glaze, and the coming and going is not quiet at all, and it is very noisy every day.

Sima Yi abandoned the carriage and let the servants follow, trampling on the stone slab with his hands behind his back, and staggering forward. This main street is very uncreative, and General Zhengxi is directly called North Street. And then, of course, East Street, West Street, and South Street. Sima Yi pouted, if he came to choose a name, just like the one at his feet, at least it would be good to call it Kanlao, or it could be called Xuanshuo, and it would be okay to be called Fufang if it was more shallow, just one North Street, it was really cheesy to the extreme.

Sima Yi hummed, sneering at the naming method that General Zhengxi really didn't have any elegance at all, and walked slowly along the North Street, anyway, for him, since he came out to shop, there was no need to limit where to go, where to go, where to stop, where to eat, all with his mind, all the way forward, the brick and wood buildings on both sides of the road were staggered, and the banners of the shops were hung out obliquely one after another, still smiling and greeting.

The name of the street is cheesy, but the content, well, the street is not cheesy, and it is lively and vibrant.

Whether it is the main road in the middle, or the civil road on both sides, they are all pounced on the stone slabs, and the middle of the stone slabs is also smeared with the kind of plaster called Huang's workshop, which is very smooth, even if it rains, there is no need to worry, the open ditches and dark ditches on both sides will quickly take away the rainwater.

The main road and the folk road are separated by a large long stone plate, and some shrubs and flowers are planted, of course, it is winter now, so most of them are bare branches, and if it is spring, there are some flowers that can be watched, which is very elegant and ingenious.

Sima Yi walked and walked, and his eyes couldn't help but aim at the central main road.

The central main road, except for special personnel such as heralds and post guards, ordinary people are not allowed to walk, and those who have the right to take the main road are only the local officials of the emperor's relatives and relatives, as well as the general of Zhengxi himself.

When was the last time you saw the honor guard of the expedition to the west?

It seems that when the general of the expedition to the west was celebrated, the scene of banners all over the place, those fierce cavalry and well-equipped armor, left an extremely deep impression on Sima Yi......

Walking here, Sima Hui suddenly noticed something special in Pingyang City.

Clean.

Although Yecheng is also very large, and even the main road is half wider than its Pingyang North Street, when people walk on both sides of the street, they can always smell some of the smell of feces and urine, while here in Pingyang, there is the smell of wheat cakes on the street, the mellow smell of wine, the smell of barbecue, and the smell of sweat of people and horses, but there is no smell of feces and urine.

You must know that when you stay in Yecheng, the first thing each store does every morning is to clean the ground in front of its shop, not because these shops love hygiene or anything, but because after a night, there are always some indecent things left in the corner of the street, and then stained all the way......

If it is in the palace again, no matter how good the hygiene is, Sima Yi will not be surprised, but this is in the city, and the people who come and go are not students, but ordinary people, how is this done?

Knowing etiquette and knowing honor and disgrace when you have enough food and clothing?

Interesting.

Another point, beggars.

After walking for so long, including the first few times he hurried by, Sima Yi did not see a beggar appear in the dark part of the street.

Sima Yi occasionally talked to his uncle Sima Hui about the homeless people and about beggars, and once thought that Yecheng was already a very good city, but in fact, in Yecheng, beggars can also be seen everywhere in groups, and even the government seems to be too lazy to clean up these beggars.

The phenomenon of inserting bids to buy heads and selling children and daughters can often be seen in other places. Of course, for those people who can't survive, selling their children into a rich family's family and becoming slaves and maids, although they lose their freedom, they are more or less clothed, and if they have a good master, they are considered lucky.

Of course, there are those who are unlucky.

Anyway, this kind of behavior always happens again and again, especially in disaster years.

When the year is better and the harvest is more, there are fewer of them, but there are always some. If the year is bad, such as a big river flooding every few years or other natural and man-made disasters, or a series of melee battles between Jizhou and Youzhou, there will be more of these beggars.

There are also outcasts who are not even as good as beggars.

Beggars can still sneak into the city and find a place to stay under the eaves and bridges of others, while the homeless people do not even have a place to live.

Whenever there are many displaced people, even Sima Yi's hometown Wen County is no exception, the city will always be tense for a period of time, so that the guards of the city strictly guard the city gate and do not allow the displaced people to enter the city. At this time, the county magistrate often summoned the big families in the city to discuss, but in fact, they all begged for money and food, and then gave some of it, and sent these displaced people to other places......

On a winter day like this, there are always many people outside the city who will freeze to death in the middle of the night. Sima Yi had seen people who had been frozen to death, and their whole bodies were extremely stiff, but there was a very strange smile on their faces, which made people feel a little chill in their hearts when they saw them.

However, there were no homeless people in Pingyang City, not even beggars.

Here, it seems that as long as you have the strength and are willing to work, you will not starve to death after all......

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that these flat-headed people who come and go have a smile on their faces.

This kind of smile is not the chilling smile that is frozen to death, but a smile that seems to overflow from the heart.

Happiness often comes from unhappiness, prosperity always comes from contrast, for Sima Hui, who has seen several big cities in Jizhou and has seen many soldiers and generals along the way, here in Pingyang, what he has seen may not be as prosperous as Yecheng, or maybe not as simple as Taiyuan, but here seems to be the most natural, and a relaxed smile seems to be on everyone's face, whether it is a soldier or a common person.

Ordinary people are always the easiest people to be satisfied, and when they can harvest food and clothing, they can smile.

Sima Yi also listened to his father and uncle talk about some of the good years and good times of the year, and also said that before the Xiqiang rebellion, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was not completely mediocre, and the ten permanent servants were not so greedy, it seemed that those years could also be regarded as singing and dancing, and the country and the people were peaceful, but with the rebellion of Xiqiang again, accompanied by the Yellow Turban Rebellion that almost swept the whole country, such a happy smile gradually disappeared and disappeared.

Sima Yicai didn't have any idea of saving the Han Dynasty and protecting the whole Han people, nor did he have the hot-blooded ideas that ordinary scholars were always a little unreasonable at his age. In Sima Yi's concept, he can only live for a few decades, but he has to think of a career of hundreds or thousands of years, which is really naïve.

Although Sima Yi may not be out of the naïve range in the eyes of others now, it does not prevent Sima Yi from feeling naïve to others.

There is food, drink, and play, and you can live this life well.

Isn't it a shallow ideal?

Sima Yi smiled slightly and shook his head. But in reality, such an ideal is not simple at all. If you want to eat, drink and play, can ordinary people do it? If you can't do it, in order to survive and be busy all day long, how can you eat, drink and have fun? Therefore, you must be powerful, at least not too small, so as to ensure that you can eat, drink and have fun without being delayed......

Therefore, when his uncle Sima Hui wanted to use this action of General Zhengxi to enhance the status of the Sima family and expand his influence, Sima Yi naturally agreed, and felt that he seemed to be able to contribute to it, so that he could be qualified to eat, drink, and play in the follow-up time......

The winter wind was still a little cold, Sima Yi put his hands in his sleeves, tilted his head slightly, and slowly walked forward, while turning some ideas in his mind.

"Husbands and countrymen, all think about cure! Seek diligently, draw and use, do not make vacancies, do not make life empty, and rule for the king's road! The people want a lot, only food and clothing! If you are not hungry or cold, you will not complain. When there is no complaint, and the wind is congested, the world will be ruled greatly, and it can be expected! Suddenly, a Qingyue voice floated out from above, Sima Yi looked up, and found that on the second floor of the restaurant not far behind him, there seemed to be someone standing in front of the window, with his back to Sima Yi and talking.

"The importance of the country is nothing more important than the people. The weight of peace is none other than nongsang. There are differences between young and old, young and strong, and men and women, but there is no one who can nourish the living without food and clothing. Therefore, Yao Shun ploughed, His Majesty personally cultivated, and the education of the people was also! Poor and hungry and cold, and those who keep benevolence and righteousness are only gentlemen. However, this world is chaotic, and the number of gentlemen is hopeful! ”

It's kind of interesting......

Sima Yi turned his head and entered the restaurant, listening as he climbed the stairs.

"One person plows, a hundred people eat. One woman silkworm, and a hundred people's clothes, but what? If so, where is the imperial court? Where does the minister's car service exist? What is the basis for the official position? A ploughing and a silkworm, wanting to meet the needs of hundreds of people, is it not as difficult as climbing to the sky? Therefore, when you need to look at the sky, it is suitable for the place, and the strength of the callouse is heavy! However, there are self-proclaimed gentlemen, one is not tomorrow, the second is not clear about geography, the third has not sweated, the fourth has not blazing cheeks, smeared with grease and powder during the day, drinks and sings at night, borrows money to become his kitchen name, and gathers the crowd to invite him to praise and comment, can he be called a scholar? Can you be called a gentleman? ”

Sima Yi smiled slightly, and saw the person who was impassioned.

The man had his back to the window, and the sun was shining behind him, on his head and shoulders, and he could not see his face clearly, but he could only faintly see his eyes as bright as stars.

"According to your words, we all need to sweat and stain our backs, pound mud and soil, mucuna their faces, blaze their backs, wait for the mist day and look forward to the rain at night, before we can be called scholars? If so, why don't you go? In the hall of the restaurant, someone said sarcastically with disdain.

That is, in ancient times, there were kinds, in order to become its country, scholars passed on poems and books, agriculture and agriculture, industrial rope and ink, trade and goods, each performed its own duties, and each got its place. Nowadays, if the people tend to be agricultural, their hair is like a canopy, they are in danger, and they are hoeing and dusting, what is the use of agriculture? Who preaches poetry and books? Peasants? Ridiculous, ridiculous......"

"Hah!" Sima Yi couldn't help but say aloud, "Shichuan poems? Not bad! But what poems and books do you have to pass on? Let's put it mildly! The crown of the champion, the uniform of the soldier, the book of the scholar, can be a scholar? If you don't know how to speak, you can't talk about it, you don't take everything, and your siblings are useless. Zhong Ni Shang said that it is not as good as a farmer, and today's people actually forget their ancestors and go against the will of the ancestors! How to blame! ”

"Thou ...... Who are you? Dare to say this! Someone pointed at Sima Yi with a halberd, and when he saw that he was young, he shouted, "Where is your lord?" Hugh wants to make trouble, go quickly, go quickly! ”

"Sima Yi in Xiawen County......" Sima Yi ignored the people pointing fingers on the side, but arched his hand directly towards the person at the window, and said, "I've seen Brother Tai." ”

"In Xiataiyuan, Wang Chang," Wang Chang also returned the salute to Sima Yi and asked, "I don't know Brother Sima, ...... with Mr. Shuijing."

"Mr. Shui Jing is under the ...... of my uncle," Sima Yi said.

"Oh...... Long admiration, long admiration......" Wang Chang raised his eyebrows and saluted again.

Both of them smiled slightly, as if they had reached a tacit understanding.

In the lobby of the restaurant, Sima Yi was accused of lying about it, and the people without identity also kept silent. If Mr. Shuijing Sima Hui was only slightly famous in Jingxiang, Hanoi, but now he has a name in the Shoushan School Palace, and I heard that he once gave General Zhengxi the name of "Hidden Kun", naturally everyone knows it in Pingyang.

"Ahem, cough ......" In the lobby, someone coughed and said, "Sima Xiaodi's words are bad, Confucius is not as good as the farmer, but Fan Chi asked to learn the crop garden, Confucius said that it is not as good, and said, villain, Fan Xu also!" If you give a good gift, the people will not dare to be disrespectful; If the righteousness is good, the people will not dare to disobey; If you have a good letter, the people will not dare to be ruthless. If the husband is so, then the people of the Quartet will carry their sons and come to the place, and use the crops? Our generation also respects the words of Confucius, learns etiquette and righteousness, and takes faith and sincerity, so what's wrong? Or is it Sima Xiaodi, misinterpreting the meaning of the saint? ”

"That is, Confucius also said, a gentleman seeks to do not seek food. Ploughing is also in it; Learn also, Lu is in it. A gentleman is not worried about poverty! If it is true as the two of them said, wouldn't they all be just seeking food, and who would seek the way? The two of them can be said to put the cart before the horse! ”

Sima Yi turned around and stood side by side with Wang Chang, his eyes flowing, and he secretly said in his heart that if I dig a pit casually, someone will really jump down, and it is really not interesting at all......

Wang Chang smiled and said, "Why don't you answer for Brother Sima below?" ”

Sima Yi stretched out his palm, flipped it slightly, and motioned to Wang Chang without a choice.

"Hunger and thirst for food are human desires. In the time of poverty, there is the meaning of Fan Chi, to study the farmer, to benefit the family, what is too much? Wang Chang said loudly, "Confucius is very important, you know that he asks the farmer, and you should also know that he also asks three questions about benevolence, and has knowledge, virtue, cultivation, debate, etc., Confucius also said, this is the best!" ”

Wang Chang said, then glanced at Sima Yi, as if asking if this answer was in the right direction.

Sima Yi nodded slightly, and then said, "Nongsang, health is also." Cultivating the nursery farmer is also invincible to natural disasters and man-made disasters, so Confucius said that Fan Chi seeks the way of the villain. A gentleman should not think of poverty and food, but should be attentive to the Ming Xing, the official is the government, and the Da is Guangde. Therefore, the son said, people have no long-term concerns, but they must have near-term worries. You say Confucius in your mouth, but there is no Zhongni in your heart, you only know one of them, you don't know the other! What Brother Wang just said, Fang is Kong Sheng Avenue! You must know that when Zhong Ni was young, he also worked on a cheap job, so he could do a lot of despicable things! Kong Sheng's family has been poor since he was a child, Gu Cangyu, herding cattle and sheep, cultivating acres, wind and sun, and five out of ten are determined to learn! Knowing its hard work, the inherent saying 'ploughing, discouragement, learning, Lu in it' is also! ”

"Phew! Those who don't know how to farm and eat are tantamount to ruining the country and harming the people! Scholars should rule the world, and farmers should cultivate, but only by complementing each other with clear talents, can they know the way of governance, so as not to disturb the times. Ten sheep and nine herdsmen, I don't know what to do, floating food and wandering, I don't know what to do. The nobles of the husband and gentleman are those who know farmers, soldiers, workers, businessmen, and politicians. The ancient gentlemen are all counted in the temple, and then engaged, so they should also wait, and their formation is also tangible. Everyone thinks that sweat is unknowable, and the gentleman thinks that it is inevitable, such as cooking everything is ripe, and planting is all born, so it is hard to save and succeed quickly. Wang Chang continued, "If you don't experience farming, how can you know heaven and earth?" If you don't come to the battle in person, how can you be brave in blood? Sitting and talking about politics, changing the order of the day, and issuing a government, it is just a trial of the aunt, and it is not known whether it will be effective or not. The former government did not see its benefits, and the latter government recurred, so what is suitable for the people? ”

"That's why those who talk plainly and have no truth are ashamed to be together!" Sima Yi flicked his sleeves and said, "Brother Wang, why don't you go back?" ”

"Go back, go back to you!" Wang Chang laughed, and then stretched out his hand to invite, so that Sima Yi could walk out with his arms.

Everyone in the hall didn't dare to speak, seeing that although Wang Chang and Sima Yi were not tall, they were full of momentum, and they didn't dare to stop them, so they subconsciously gave way and watched Wang Chang and Sima Yi walk away.