There is still a period of time before the start of the county school, and the county government has almost completed the statistical work on last year, taking advantage of this leisurely time, Liu Hong took leave to the county commander He Ming, and took his wife Wang, the eldest son Liu Bei, and the second son Liu Ping to take a carriage and go to the Lou Sangting outside Zhuoxian County.

This is to go back to his hometown to save his relatives, or to go back to his hometown to boast, that is, after the people who go out have done something, they go back to their hometowns to show their neighbors that they are not what they used to be, and they are not the poor boys of the past.

This kind of behavior is similar to the local tyrants who drove BMW Mercedes-Benz and other luxury cars that were easily recognized by the masses of the people during the Chinese New Year in later generations, and distributed food toys to the young children in the village while walking.

This seems to be a local plot that has existed since ancient times in Chinese, and it has a long history:

In the past, after Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, broke through Xianyang, his subordinates were ecstatic and persuaded him to set the capital here, who knew that Xiang Yu actually said: "'Wealth does not return to his hometown, such as Yijin Night Walk (clothes embroidery night walk), who knows!", resolutely broke through the persuasion and obstruction of his subordinates, and went home to show off his wealth.

Even Emperor Gaozu, after ascending the throne, hurriedly returned to Pei County, put on the "Liu's crown" he invented, and feasted with his father and fellow villagers for three days, and his essence was undoubtedly exposed.

It is also because of this that Liu Hong originally planned to let his wife raise a baby in Zhuo County, but was resolutely rejected by Wang.

When the carriage was about to arrive at Lousang Pavilion, some peasants who were packing up the land by the side of the road and preparing for spring ploughing gradually appeared, wearing straw hats and brown short clothes, and working hard, a busy scene.

Seeing the carriage coming, these peasants only glanced up, and continued to bow their heads and be busy with the work in their hands.

Liu Hong couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, these are all neighbors, and most of them know him.

Liu Hong lifted the curtain, got out of the carriage, stood in the front room (the place where the coachman sat when driving), held the wheel, and said to the farmers who were busy in the fields: "Fellow villagers, be well. ”

The peasants, who were already busy with their heads bowed, heard this congratulations, and immediately raised their heads and looked at Liu Hong in the front room of the carriage in surprise.

After being stunned for a while, they all returned the salute in a mixed manner, and Liu Hong shouted a few words of greeting with a smile before returning to the carriage proudly.

When the carriage was far away, the peasants, who had just been silent, suddenly became noisy and discussed.

"That'...... But Liu Hong?. ”

"It looks like it's so, it's really majestic."

"That's not it, people are now county officials, I heard what it is?"

"It's the county."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the county."

“……”

Liu Bei was in the carriage, he saw his father Liu Hong's every move clearly just now, because of the constraints of etiquette, he really didn't know how to complain in his heart, and he held back for a long time before saying: "Father, you really have the style of an ancestor." ”

Wang's sneer, since Jianning's first year of family fortune improved, Wang's smile has become more and more, quite a bit of a girl, although she is already a mother of two children, and is about to become a mother of three children, in fact, her age is not too big, only twenty-eight years old, but the hardships of life have bent her waist, so that she has no time to smile, and looks old.

Liu Bei was also ready to laugh twice, laughter is easily contagious, not to mention that he also used a clever sarcasm.

However, Liu Bei just grinned and quickly grinned back, because he saw his father Liu Hong's sharp and annoyed eyes, but this knowledge did not let Liu Bei escape.

Liu Hong looked serious, looked like a fair look, and then said word by word: "A gentleman has no food to eat, no shelter to seek peace, is sensitive to things and cautious in words, he has the right way and righteousness, and he can be said to be studious." Xuande, where did you read this book? In a few days, if you teach the teacher, won't you want to laugh at the generous family? When I return to Zhuoxian, you can copy the Analects for me. ”

"Huh?!" Liu Bei exclaimed, this is too ruthless, the full text of the Analects is more than 10,000 words, in this era when there are no easy writing tools such as pencils, ballpoint pens, and pens in later generations, this is definitely not a small project.

And although Cai Lun led the craftsmen of Shaofu to improve the paper during the time of Emperor He, the cost was still quite expensive, and the writing was too jerky, and it was written with Liu Hong's so-called copy, which was to ask Liu Bei to dip a brush in a black viscous pigment similar to the ink of later generations on the square inch of the bamboo slip.

In fact, this is already good, if before the Qin general Meng Tian improved the brush, it was a smooth bamboo stick, and he had to dip it in ink before he wrote a few strokes, how could it be troublesome. Even so, Liu Bei had a headache as soon as he thought of the crooked Han Li with a lot of strokes.

"Father, can you ......" Liu Bei begged in a low voice, but Liu Honger didn't answer, but his cold and majestic gaze swept towards Liu Bei again, and blocked Liu Bei's unfinished words - yes, this is no fun.

Wang saw his son's aggrieved appearance that dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and gently covered his lips and laughed, laughter is indeed contagious, the corners of Liu Hong's lips also evoked a trace of bending, even the sleeping Liu Ping was like an old hen pecking at the worm proudly "clucked" twice, for a while, the carriage was full of cheerful atmosphere.

Liu Bei raised his head and gave the carriage two white eyes, and said in his heart: "I have a ......"

The carriage crossed the official road with great difficulty, and drove to the path leading to the Lousang Pavilion Post Pavilion, and among the barren grass beside the road, the stone tablet was still buried lifelessly.

When he arrived at Tingyi, the carriage stopped steadily, and the coachman turned to Liu Hong in the carriage and said, "My lord, it's here." ”

"Hmm." Liu Hong responded, lifted the curtain, and first helped his wife Wang out carefully, and the coachman next to him also had the foresight to come over and take a hand, and then his young son Liu Ping hugged him, and Liu Bei jumped off the carriage lightly.

"You, you are ......" Hearing the sound early, Liu Min, the father of Lou Sang Tingting who came out of the pavilion, looked at Liu Hong, a little afraid to confirm.

When Liu Hong heard the voice, he turned around and saluted with a smile: "Uncle Min, it's me, Liu Hong." ”

Liu Min said excitedly: "Okay, okay, your kid is finally out of breath, and your father can finally look away." ”

Hearing the word father, Liu Hong couldn't help but feel a little sad, and remembered those difficult years.

"Hey, look at my mouth, this happy day, what are you talking about?" Seeing Liu Hong's slightly sad expression, Liu Min felt speechless, and hurriedly slapped his mouth lightly, making amends.

"It's all right, Uncle Min." Liu Hong replied.

"These two children are your children. That kid is Abi. Liu Min cleverly shifted the subject.

Liu Hong also regained his composure, "Yes, Uncle Min. After speaking, he turned around and said to Liu Bei: "Xuande, come here, meet the elder." ”

When Liu Bei heard his father's call, he hurriedly came over to salute, but he hadn't given up the hope of "commutation". Wang also followed his son and saluted with a smile.

Liu Min shook his head and sighed: "Ah Bei, this kid has grown so big, I remember that when I saw him two years ago, he was only so tall. ”

As he spoke, Uncle Liu stretched out his arms and gestured about five feet long, and then sighed: "I'm afraid it's more than six feet now." ”

Liu Bei was proud in his heart, since he was reborn at the end of the Han Dynasty, he has been preparing for his future height all the time, living regularly every day, getting enough sleep, and diligently practicing the five poultry dramas of the shame passed on by the divine doctor Hua Tuo, and the most important thing is to eat every meal, so that his mother Wang often laughs and scolds non-stop.

Liu Bei thought that Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty was only seven feet six inches tall in history because of his father's early death, the hardships of his youth, and the fact that he could not eat enough, although seven feet six inches was not low, but Liu Hong had a full eight feet tall, so from a genetic point of view, he definitely had the possibility of going further.

In addition, what surprised Liu Bei was that he finally knew how the big-eared and long-arm logo of Emperor Zhaolie of Han came from, first, Emperor Zhaolie of Han was naughty when he was young, and his mother Wang had the habit of carrying his ears and training his life; Second, because there was a big mulberry tree on the east side of the fence at home, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty mostly played on this tree, either moving around like an ape, or hanging his arms on the branches and swinging around—over time, his arms were longer than those of his peers.

However, the situation in this life is slightly different, Liu Bei is a lot more obedient, and he has been spared the fate of being "trained by his mother", and his earlobes are naturally not as round as in the original history; However, Liu Bei is still insisting on the suspension training of the arm, a pair of long arms is quite beneficial to the generals, and the future is destined not to be peaceful, more than ten years later, the Yellow Turban Rebellion will shake the foundation of the entire empire, and open the curtain of more than 100 years of turmoil.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei frowned: "That man has probably already stepped onto the stage of history." ”

At this moment, Zhang Jiao, who was far away in Jizhou, suddenly coughed lightly.

"Daliang Sage, are you okay?"

"yes, yes, if you're not feeling well, you can rest for a while."

"yes, yes, you can rest for a while."

“……”

A concerned voice sounded in Zhang Jiao's ears, but Zhang Jiao waved his hand, smiled gently, and said, "It's okay, let's be next." ”

The crowd that was still noisy like a market suddenly quieted down, projecting grateful glances, and then a middle-aged man sat nervously on the wooden bench in front of Zhang Jiao and asked Zhang Jiao to call for him.

Then, Zhang Jiao prescribed the medicine and asked him to go to the tent next door to get the medicine, his eyes seemed to glance at the sky above his head casually, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were far and deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But only for a moment, the familiar and gentle voice sounded again:

"Next."