"Brother Zhang, when I came, why did the front yard look like there were no people?"

Liu Bei scratched his head, a little puzzled.

Zhang Xiu smiled, and then said:

"In the art of war, there is a saying about the real and the false.

I'm a brave and ruthless guy here, and there are some men standing outside the door, and it looks like no one lives inside.

In this way, there are some usages.

Ordinary people will mumble in their hearts, so cough, cough, cough, cough ......"

Liu Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that there was something inside, and then he opened his eyes wide, staring at Zhang Xiu, flashing little stars, begging to be informed.

Zhang Xiu was stared at a little weak-hearted, and put his face on the board:

"Well, well, you're not an outsider either.

On the one hand, some people originally knew the meaning of this place, and when they saw that this place was in tatters and there was no oil and water, they would not come to harass it for no reason.

Some of them are timid, and they will lose interest in coming in and exploring.

And another, that is, ......"

Zhang Xiu's old face flushed and glanced at Liu Bei.

"Oh, it's to deceive outsiders like us, enter the period, and then be blackmailed by you, right?"

Liu Bei opened his mouth and came, your little trick is too low-level, I don't play the rest.

"Ahem."

Zhang Xiu coughed awkwardly, and then continued:

"Although the imperial court treats the army well, you must know that you can become a brave soldier, and the amount of food is amazing, and you can't eat enough at all just by relying on the transfer of the imperial court.

And the yard is deserted, so some stray dogs or something come here to settle down, which can be regarded as a tooth sacrifice. ”

Liu Bei did not say any more sarcastic words and was silent.

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"Hey, why didn't you see Berta come to dinner today?"

Sima Fang sat in the dining hall, looked around, and asked a little curiously.

The official Sima Jian was waiting on the side, and hurriedly said:

"Childe came back from studying in the barracks, physically and mentally tired, and he has fallen asleep."

Sima Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't ask anything more, and began to eat dinner quietly alone.

The eating atmosphere of the Han Dynasty was completely different from today's, and in today's parlance, it can be regarded as a separate meal system.

If it is a party dinner, a small table for one person and a whole set of utensils.

Seats are ranked according to their status and cannot be transgressed.

For example, if you eat a rare piece of beef, or roast lamb, someone will cut it off with a knife and serve it to the table one by one.

There are a lot of rules for family meals.

Small families may not be too concerned and can eat around a table as a family, but it is limited to the fact that there are no elders in the family, only the couple with children.

People with a little status are allowed to eat, and women are not allowed to go to court.

The head of the family eats at a small table in the middle, accompanied by the elders of the family on both sides, and his son and nephew below.

Ahem, the knowledge is shallow, and the book is back to business.

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Sima Fang was born in 149 A.D., this year is 177 A.D., and he is already thirty years old this year (the ancients are based on the virtual age), and the year of his establishment.

He is knowledgeable, upright, and attaches great importance to prestige on any occasion, and his reputation is far and wide.

So he was promoted as an official, and he was promoted one after another, and now the official worships Shuozhou Taishou, and he is also young and promising.

His father was Sima Jun, the Taishou of Yingchuan at that time, and the father and son were ministers of the same dynasty, and their official positions were comparable, which was also a good story.

It is said that Sima Fang finished eating, and did not go to the study, but sat on his knees and groaned.

Today, I received an urgent report from Zhang Duwei, saying that the Southern Huns had invaded Wuhuan Village in Guangyang County, Youzhou, and had been beaten back and fled westward along the mountains in the mountains.

Zhang Nan had already fortified everywhere and was ready to intercept it, and sent someone to inform him that he hoped to help defend it.

Because of the frequent wars here, the control of the army will be in the hands of the Taishou, the state pastor, and the assassin Shi, and the northern army will be returned to the army for a while, so the relationship between the state capital and the army has always been very chaotic.

According to his rank, Zhang Nan is half a level lower than Sima Fang.

But he is a military general, and he is too civil official, and he is not too persecutive.

Therefore, Sima Fang and Zhang Nan get along and have always been treated at the same level.

"I have already discharged the manpower of the Taishou Mansion, carefully checked the city gates, and responded.

But this matter is obviously not ordinary, and we can't do too much about it, so we can only do our duty for the time being.

And a few days ago, General Huangfu and Inspector Lu took 3,000 patrol troops to pass by dozens of miles from the city and went straight to the east.

Could it be related to this?

Moreover, there is no military information from Youzhou, where did Zhang Duwei know? ”

After thinking for a while, Sima Fang didn't figure it out, sighed in his heart, stood up, and walked to the back.

There was a family in front of him with a lantern to lead the way, Sima Fang arrived at the location of the study, and was just about to push the door in, when he pressed his palm on the door to stop, then turned around and walked towards the backyard.

Sima Jian followed, and saw that the master was going to the backyard, and this time would not be to sleep, so ......

"Ahem, sir, sir."

Sima Jian coughed quietly a few times, attracting Sima Fang's attention and stopped.

Sima Fang looked at Sima Jian, who had grown up together, and smiled slightly:

"Let's grow up together, and if we have something, we will talk about it."

Sima Jian's body trembled, and his face was a little frightened:

"Master, pay attention to the influence, the villain doesn't dare to let the master look high."

Sima Fang shook his head and no longer dwelled on this matter:

"What does the butler have to say?"

Sima Jian gritted his teeth, 'Death first and then death is death', then he took a step forward, came to him, and whispered.

Sima Fang's eyes widened all of a sudden, suddenly rounded, shrunk all of a sudden, and narrowed all of a sudden......

His face was also blushing, some angry, some excited, and some - difficult to describe.

"Oh, well, you guys stay away for a moment."

Sima Fang regained his demeanor and commanded lightly.

"Yes!"

Sima Jian left with his family.

Sima Fang took a lantern and walked to the backyard in person.

After passing through the second gate, you will arrive near the bedroom in the backyard.

Sima Fang's wife did not come to the post, so Sima Fang was the only one living in the main bedroom.

There were several maids and servants living in the wings on both sides, who were responsible for taking care of Sima Fang's daily life.

Sima Fang signaled along the way to see his own guards not to make a sound, and walked lightly to the window of the west wing alone, his head stretched forward, and his old face was red.

"I'm not a dishonor, a person who is lost."

There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and there was a faint sound of crying, but I didn't dare to make it loud, so I could only smoke and ride.

"Woo...... swollen and swollen...... Whew, what's that going on...... Whew, unreasonable...... Woo, big bad......"

Sima Fang listened to his son Sima Lang's complaining voice, and his heart was full of joy, so cowardly, he didn't look like my child.

Thinking of this, Sima Fang had already confirmed that Sima Lang was at home, and he no longer eavesdropped, and came to the door steadily, knocking on the door panel with his fingers.

'Dangdang'

In the silence of the night, the sudden knock on the door frightened the people in the house.

Little Doodoo Lagua:

For the sake of fluency, I put a lot of introductions at the end, not counting the number of words, and the text in front is at least 2000.

Sima Fang (year), the name Jiangong, was a native of Wen County, Hanoi (now Wen County, Henan). The son of Sima Jun of Yingchuan Taishou in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

He had eight sons, known as 'Sima Bada'. The second is Sima Yi.

The new author is on the shelves for the first time, and I hope that they will be taken care of by the boss, give monthly passes, rewards or something, and I am grateful!!

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