Chapter 125: The Literati Mislead the Country

The main hall of the Yang Mansion was already overcrowded, and Yang Jun, the great farmer, had not yet returned from the palace, it seemed that Prime Minister Li Cai had called him to discuss the matter of collecting grain, after all, the great farmer was in charge of the country's agriculture, and this matter belonged to him.

"Oh, Lord Shaoshi, please sit down, this Lord Yang will be back soon!"

"Lord Tocao has worked hard (in charge of the people's sacrifice to the agricultural mulberry), please take a seat!"

An official who had come to Yang's Mansion to be a guest greeted each other when he saw another official entering.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been waiting for a long time."

said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao had arrived, and Yang Jun stepped into the middle hall without taking off his official uniform.

The crowd stood and greeted each other.

Yang Jun walked to the middle hall, then took off his official uniform and looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Oh, I have kept you waiting for a long time, the old man was going to hold a banquet to entertain everyone at noon, and he never thought that the prime minister would arrange the collection of military rations, hehe!" ”

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Yang Jun chatted with everyone for a while, and then the dishes were served, and as the dishes were brought out of the kitchen, steamed, boiled, copied, stewed, baked, and mixed, everyone began to enjoy them.

"Come!" Yang Jun picked up the wine glass and stood up and said: "There is no other meaning to invite you to come to the cold house to sit today, hehe, I just want everyone to get together, we can't live up to this Chang'an night scene, haha!" ”

"That's what Da Si Nong said!" An official compounded.

After eating and drinking, everyone began to push each other's cups and change lamps.

Official A: "It seems that Da Si Nong has been very busy lately, and I don't want you to come to Juxian Residence for tea?" ”

After hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said: "Oh, there is no way, the battle in Hexi is imminent, and Prime Minister Li Cheng's grain and grass are also blowing tightly." ”

Officer B: "Oh, Lord Yang is in a hurry, as long as we don't go to war, we can levy grain and grass!" ”

Yang Jun was happy after hearing this, and slapped the big table and said: "Yes, what you say is interesting, as long as we don't go to the battlefield, whoever goes will be recruited for him, people are stronger than anything else, you say yes!" ”

Everyone: "Yes, yes, yes! ”

Seeing that everyone was expressing their opinions on this matter, Officer B held a piece of chicken leg in his hand and said: "Oh, besides, we are all dancing and writing, and when we really get to the battlefield, this military general is still idle and we are in the way!" ”

"Hahaha!" Yang Jun seemed to be amused after hearing this, and said: "It's also true, instead of going to the battlefield to get in the way, it's better to have a few more drinks, don't let down the world." ”

Yang Jun's words aroused everyone's interest, and Officer A raised his glass and said: "Come and drink, let's not enjoy it, but I'm really sorry for those brothers who died in battle, but I'm really sorry for the soldiers on the frontier!" ”

After a few rounds of drinking, everyone was really happy, Wei Zifu, who had been standing behind the curtain with a teapot, listened to it really, and from the conversation of these people, she felt that these literati would only enjoy, without great ambitions, and they would not think about danger in peace, and felt that it was a matter of military generals.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Suddenly, a young man in his twenties walked in from outside with a dog in his arms.

Yang Jun watched his youngest son Yang Lin come back, but the eldest son didn't follow and asked, "Are you back?" Where's your brother? ”

"Oh, don't mention it, today we took Xiao Hei to participate in the dog fighting competition, and just went out a guy beat Da Hei, and my brother took someone to chase him!" After Yang Lin finished speaking, he greeted the people present, and then found a place to sit down and eat.

Officer A: "My lord, how many sons do you have?" ”

As soon as Yang Jun heard this question, he replied very happily: "There are three sons, the eldest son Yang Long, the younger son Yang Lin, and the other son is only seventeen years old Yang Fan, hehe." ”

"Oh, congratulations, congratulations, I really don't know Lord Yang's ...... in the past few years" Officer A cast an envious look and asked, "I don't know where Ling Lang is now?" ”

Yang Jun took a bite of the dish and said, "What's high, stay at home." ”

"Then the adults aren't going to find them something to do?" Officer A seems to be concerned.

Yang Jun said: "That's what I plan, you see, it's still peaceful now, and the country is leveling all over the world, so let them play first, and when they don't want to play one day, they will go to the court to find them a position to do." After speaking, Yang Jun pondered for a while and said: "It's the youngest son Yang Fan, he wants to join the army, I didn't allow it!" ”

"Why? It's good to be in the army! ”

Yang Jun seemed to have drunk too much, he turned his head and said: "Forget it, this Han Dynasty will not fight if there is one less Hun in him, let them live in Chang'an in peace, the old man is fine, as long as they live well in the future." ”

Officer B said: "Oh, Lord Yang is really a good father, who is a parent who doesn't want his children to live well." ”

"My son also said he was going to join the army." Officer A suddenly finished speaking and drank a glass of wine.

Officer B was surprised: "Your son is also going to join the army?" ”

"That's right, he said that Huo Qubing became a champion at the age of seventeen, and he also wanted to!" After saying that, Officer A smiled and said: "In the end, I didn't allow it, I have been working hard in officialdom for ten years, and now it is finally a little better, the family is about to enjoy the joy of family, this is my only son going to be a soldier, what do you say I should do?" So, I got a job at the government office. ”

After speaking, Officer A sighed and said: "Oh, I don't have much hope now, I just want the family to live in peace and stability, and when I return home after dealing with things every day, the family can be happy together. ”

The literati raised their glasses and said, "My lord, what you said is very true. ”

"Fengweilou's special dishes are here!" As soon as the wine was down, the chef yelled over.

I saw a row of people behind the chef holding a plate and starting to put it on the table .......

The chef reported: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is a special dish of our Fengwei Building, please taste it slowly!" ”

The servants put the plates of hot dishes on the three large tables in an orderly manner, and then the chef walked up to Lord Shaoshi and asked, "Lord Shaoshi, we had a few more beauties in Fengweilou last night, I don't know when Lord Shaoshi will appreciate his face!" ”

"Wait a minute, go later!" Master Shaoshi laughed out loud after he finished speaking drunkly.

Officer C: "My lord, the prime minister came to the clerk last night, and the matter of the war horse ......." ”

Master Shaoshi said impatiently: "Oh, don't be in a hurry at this time, let's wait a few days." After speaking, he stood up and raised his glass and said: "It's still Lord Yang who is right, what are you anxious about, without you, this Hexi still has to fight." ”

The chef saw that Lord Shaoshi was happy, so he said with a hippie smile: "Then wait for Lord Luo!" ”

Seeing that everyone was enjoying it in the house, Yang Jun was excited, he wiped the sweat on his forehead and said: "Come, the decisive battle of Anbang and Dingguo is the business of the generals, we cultural people do what we should do, and toast to this beautiful day." After drinking, Yang Jun walked to the back hall with his clothes, as if he wanted to take a rest.

"Yang Lin, when will you take your little black and our family's running bull to try?"

"It's ...... small."

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Looking at a group of Wenchen with wine bags and rice bags pushing glasses and changing lamps and talking about their future, Wei Zifu behind the curtain no longer knew that his feet were numb, and he secretly scolded the literati for misleading the country in his heart, and had a new understanding of the group of Wenchen led by Prime Minister Li Cai.