On one side, the seal of his unsightly appearance is tied with a ribbon and stained with blood. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Liu Xuan hid it in his arms, treasured like a treasure, and after taking it out, he didn't see Sun Quan to pick it up, and looked at Sun Quan angrily and said: "The Sun family's children are light on the Yin Ye of the imperial court?"

Sun Quan hurriedly got up and took the seal, put it aside, helped Liu Xuan well, and asked strangely with his finger prints: "Zhengli Gong died in a foreign land for this guest, why did he suffer?" ”

Liu Miao forced his mouth and said: "As a clan, the order of the Han is not heavy? ”

"The life of Chang'an is all from the hands of Li Dao and Guo Yan, but in order to kill the power of the Kanto family, Liu Zhoumu does not know the enemy in Yangzhou, nor does he know himself, he has a heroic heart, but there is no heroic strategy, it is better to return early", Sun Quan saw that he was still tough, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't want to be laughed at by my children", Liu Miao laughed at himself.

"Don't talk about it anymore, Ji'er, help me go back to the house", Liu Miao asked the young man on the side, struggling to get up, but he didn't look at the Fangzhou Mu Yin.

"Ce has seen Liu Gong, Kang Chenggong", a young man in his twenties outside the courtyard dismounted and saluted, it was Sun Ce.

Zheng Xuan nodded and smiled, and Liu Xuan glanced at Sun Ce, that is, he turned his head away from him.

"Liu Gong wants to return the house?" , Sun Ce walked up to Liu Xuan, saw him struggling to get up, and asked.

Everyone didn't know how to speak, Sun Ce defeated Liu Miao to get his name, and took Jiangdong as his career, as if Liu Xiang was the rank of promotion.

Liu Miao urged his son Liu Ji to help him up, and he didn't look at Sun Ce.

Seeing this, Sun Ce bowed in front of Liu Xuan, and said with a smile: "I'll go into the house with my father."

Liu Miao ignored him, and got up with Liu Ji's help.

"Hey", Sun Ce sighed, got up and picked up Liu Miao horizontally, and walked towards the house.

Liu Miao opened his mouth to scold, and Sun Ce replied wittily: "Ce is the Taishou of Wu County, how can you make Mr. Zhengli miserable and helpless."

"Xiang is the pastor of Yangzhou", Liu Xiang refuted.

"I'm afraid that Xu Du will be appointed as the pastor of Yangzhou soon", Sun Ce said excitedly.

Liu Miao coughed a few times, and finally stopped talking.

Sun Ce put Liu Xuan on the bed, and Wen Yan said with relief: "Although Ce was born poor and lowly, he is also a martial artist, but he often admires the righteousness of "Spring and Autumn". ”

"In the past, Dong Zhongying also said this, Cao Mengde welcomed the emperor into Xu and served as the secretary, and Yuan Benchu reprimanded the angel for asking for the general, what is the difference?" , Liu Miao saw him and said.

"The world is like this, what is the difference between high and low", Sun Ce saw him say this, so he had to smile wittily and plan to retreat.

"Sun Bofu", Liu Miao saw that he wanted to leave, and couldn't help but ask.

"Does Gong Liu have something to say?" , Sun Ce turned around and asked.

"After I die, I hope to be buried in Denglai", Liu Miao opened his mouth to ask, his eyes full of hope.

"This matter is easy, I will not let Liu Gong bury his bones in a foreign land", Sun Ce was generous, and asked again: "Taishi Ziyi is really a good general......

Before Sun Ce finished speaking, Liu Miao had already spoken: "My subordinates have already taken care of it, so there is no need for Sun Taishou to worry."

"Hey", Sun Ce was furious, and it was not good to insult a sick and weak person, so he turned around and walked out quickly.

In the courtyard, Zheng Xuan had already handed over a letter to Gu Yong with a new piece of paper, Zheng Xuan opened his mouth and said with a smile: "A few days ago, Zhengli said to me that when Xu Shao avoided living in Hengjiang, he said that Liu Gong had the image of a hidden dragon, and he was rejuvenating Han and Liu, and he could continue the business of Yan Han for two hundred years, but I didn't expect it to be here today."

"Zheng Gong also believes in the art of the Wei and Wei people?" , Sun Quan opened his mouth and asked, the words of Wei Wei spread throughout the two Han Dynasty, and later generations recorded that Zheng Xuan was also a leader in this way.

"If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you won't have it", Zheng Xuan smiled lightly, "In the early years, I lectured in Denglai, and when I saw that the weather was dry and dry, I persuaded people to pay attention to the fire prevention of the house.

"Is there a god in the world?" , Sun Quan asked again.

"Three emperors and five emperors, aren't they gods who are sacrificed?" , Zheng Xuan opened his mouth to tease Sun Quan and laughed.

"The emperor doesn't cultivate virtue, and disasters fall from the sky, what does Mr. think?" , Sun Quan ignored him and talked about him left and right, and continued to ask.

"If a disaster falls from the sky, Zhong Mou thinks that the first thing is to save people, or to make the king guilty himself", Zheng Xuan replied.

"Save the trouble first, as for the sin...", Sun Quan replied directly, but when it came to making the Son of Heaven issue an edict to sin himself, he hesitated.

"The old man is seventy, and in his early years, he read all the scriptures and studies, and thought that the present is not better than the ancients, the ancient sages are pure and clear-minded, and the emperors are reasonable, although they can save the disaster in times of disaster, so they do not see their own crimes, and the emperor of the Qin and Han dynasties, the indulgence of good punishment is invincible, even if there is a famine, the people cannot be saved, so there is the disaster of the yellow turban", Zheng Xuan explained to Sun Quan.

"But natural disasters have nothing to do with virtue, Emperor Xiaoxuan (Liu Xun) ruled the world with filial piety, and Wu Luo inherited his ancestors, and there were also disasters," Sun Quan argued.

"The benevolent monarch is above, and the lower does not dare to be prosperous, the thrifty monarch is above, and the lower does not dare to be extravagant, and this upward and downward effect, if the disaster and famine fall suddenly, the prison is sacrificed to the heavens, and the sneers are relieved, this mediocre monarch is also, and that is, he does not apologize to the heavens, and does not save the victims, this faint monarch also. Millions of people in the Han Dynasty all look up to the sky to survive, if there is a famine, and the mediocre king is above but does not save the trouble, then the rise of the yellow turban, there is no priority between virtue and disaster."

In other words, it is the level of productivity that determines the fear of the people and the fear of the sky, and the level of the ruler is not enough to eliminate the harm of natural disasters.

"There may be a way to make the people live without looking up to the sky," Sun Quan sighed leisurely.

"I haven't seen this method for thousands of years," Zheng Xuan said with a smile.

"Jiaozhou is rich in rice grain, can lead rice seeds to sow Jiangnan, the method of manure is outdated, or the new method of making fertilizer, reform salt and iron farm tools, in order to facilitate farming, the development of ships in the rivers, lakes and seas, gather the benefits of the four seas to enrich the Han people."

"A young man should be ambitious, and the words of Zhongmou make me yearn for it, but everything is safe first", Zheng Xuan listened to Sun Quan's generosity, and couldn't help but indulge in his youthful spirit.

"Zheng Gong and the means of viewing power", Sun Quan said with a smile.

In Yangxian City, a tall and a short two people walk on the road, one is burly and powerful, but he is wearing a Confucian costume, which looks a little weird, holding a book in his hand, and the other is a seven or eight-year-old boy, a Confucian costume, pink and cute, but carrying a small gun.

"Xiao Tong'er, how did I teach you a few marksmanship styles yesterday?" , the youth asked.

"Gan Xingba, a certain Ling Gongji, if you call me like this again, the new paper in my house will no longer be with you", the young man said angrily.

"Gan has been studying in Yangxian for half a year, Jingzhou Zhuzi dares to look down on me again, and Huang Zu still doesn't accept me as a guest", the young man laughed wildly.

"Xiao Gongji and I are classmates and friends, a little new paper, not enough to worry about, your Ling family's marksmanship, really average, and I teach you martial arts, who else will he give you Jiangdong fiercely?" , the young man grinned at the boy.

"Your Excellency has spoken arrogantly, do you really think that my Ling family's marksmanship is incompetent?" , a middle-aged man walked in the wine shop on the side of the road, with his eyebrows furrowed and glaring at Gan Ning.

PS: Gan Ning and Ling Tong were father-killing enemies in history, well, I didn't bother to explain it, I just changed the plot. Busy lately