Chapter 60: The Father and Son of the Yang Family
The Yang family of Wuyang, a few decades ago, was still a little-known small family, but now it is a person who has attained the Tao of the chicken dog to ascend to heaven, and there is a Yang Hong in the family, who has instantly transformed into one of the top clans in Wuyang and even Qianwei. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
If you want to talk about the two major families of Yang and Li in the Wuyang realm, you have to say that the representatives of the two families now, Yang Hong, and Li Yan.
At the beginning, Yang Hong was just a gong Cao under Li Yan, because he was dissatisfied with Li Yan's relocation to Qianqian as a county governor, he directly picked a son and did not do it, but this talent made Li Yan appreciate it, and there was a meaning to recommend him to engage in Shu.
Not long ago, when Liu Bei sent troops to fight for Hanzhong to ask for help from Chengdu, under Zhuge Liang's inquiry, he took "Hanzhong is the throat of Yizhou, the opportunity to survive, if there is no Hanzhong, there is no Shu, and the disaster of this family is also." Fang Jin's matter, men should fight, women should be lucky, why do you doubt sending troops? One word proved his loyalty and knowledge, and he was listed by Zhuge Liang as the Taishou of Shu County.
Now the two families are on an equal footing, and Yang Hong, as a rookie in the rise of Shu Han, has made the Yang family more limelight than the Li family.
However, Yang Hong is a person who values the public and forgets selfishness, and actually does not get much welfare for his family, on the other hand, Li Yan is a little selfish and forgetful, although he is a "good official" in the mouth of the people, but he has been holding on to power and intends to have an official position hereditary.
"Yang Gong, do you know that now your Qianwei hometown is a little turbulent." At this time, in the Taishou Mansion of Shu County, a scholar knelt in front of a middle-aged Confucian student, and said solemnly.
Yang Hong casually picked up a cup of tea and tilted the lid up, "This tea is a little hot." ”
Seeing this, the scholar was a little anxious, "Yang Gong, now that you are the Taishou of Shu County, you are no longer the Gongcao of the past, there are some things that you have to consider." ”
"Consider what?" Yang Hong's expression was slightly serious, and he said: "Jun Su, you came today, it's not like you just drank tea with me as you said before, and I also took out this long-cherished tribute from the former imperial court, but you don't have the intention of tasting tea like this." ”
This middle-aged Confucian is Yang Hong, and the scholar is his subordinate scholar He Yuan, a young talent he admires.
He Yuan, who heard this, was stunned. He is not a stupid person, he can be valued by Yang Hong, which naturally proves that he is not a mediocre person, and he was still a little anxious, but under the re-mention of this Confucian scholar whom he regarded as Bole, he still reacted.
He couldn't help but look at the two cups of hot tea placed on the desk, and a hint of realization gradually rose in his heart.
Finding that the scholar in front of him who he valued had finally shifted his attention to the teacup, Yang Hong shook his head and nodded in his heart.
"Although this son is smart and quick-witted, he is still a little impetuous, and it seems that he still needs to hone his skills."
He was thinking about it, but He Yuan said softly: "Yang Gong, do you want to be impartial and not meddle in this matter?" ”
Yang Hong picked up the already warm teacup, took a sip, looked at the teacup, but did not make a sound.
"So." The eagerness on He Yuan's face was also gone, he just wanted to remind Yang Hong so as to repay his kindness, but now he found that he had done it smart, and he was immediately a little ashamed, "Yang Gong has already made such a decision, but the student is reckless, and the student is foolish to see that Yang Gong, who is almost harmed, is wrong." He stood up and bowed.
Yang Hong smiled a little at this time, and said loudly: "Junsu, sit down and taste this tea, and only when you calm down can you see it clearly." ”
After seeing He Yuan sit down, he continued: "Since ancient times, this king has been a taboo for courtiers, and now the lord is now the emperor, and now that Hanzhong has won, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains have returned to the Han family, then this inheritance is not as free as the succession of the princes in the past." ”
He raised the teacup and was at eye level with the two: "In my opinion, the lord attaches the most importance to the eldest son Liu Chan among the sons under him, one is that he is the eldest son, and the eldest son has been the eldest since ancient times, and the second is this son......"
His pause caused He Yuan to ask, "How is this son?" ”
Hearing He Yuan's impatient question, the look on Yang Hong's face was a little mysterious, a little hopeful, a little hesitant, "This son, the wisdom is extraordinary, Mr. Zhuge praised this eldest son of the lord with me when he chatted many times, and even more so in recent days, in his words, it seems that he has the intention of serving the lord." ”
"Mr. Zhuge is like this?" He Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this, and muttered to himself. How can there be a person in the world who does not know Zhuge Liang's name, the world recognizes that his knowledge of people is not inferior to his talent, and now even the minister of the humerus of the Shu Han Dynasty has identified this son, then, the eldest son of the emperor's uncle, Liu Chan, the heir of Liu Gong, most of his wisdom is not inferior to his father, but I am afraid that it is even better.
However, he still couldn't figure out one thing: "But why did the lord ......?"
Yang Hong looked at the teacup and said, "This tea was a little hot just now, and now it's cold for a while, can't you just drink it?" ”
"Liu Feng, who was pushed to the front by the lord, is the whetstone of the lord of Shu Han in the future, but the whetstone has no chance of sharpening the blade, but the hope is relatively slim."
"Actually, not only that, isn't this king's courtier also like this cup of tea? Whether the tea is hot or not, it has nothing to do with the tea cover, what the tea cover needs is just a tea cup that fits the bottom of the world. ”
"At this point, I and that Li Gong have the same idea, and wait and see what happens, if the blade is sharpened, you can't be soft-hearted."
"If it also has the way of a king, it is okay to put on the lid of tea."
After speaking, Yang Hong withdrew his hand and drank the tea, but it was far from the word tea.
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The Yang family in Wuyang City.
A woman pinched the leaf of an orchid in front of her and gently wiped it, very leisurely.
"Mother, what is the matter with calling your son?" A handsome young man who had already reached the crown walked briskly to the woman's side, gently waking up her mother, who was enjoying herself.
The woman noticed that her son had come to her side, and said with a smile, "Xin'er, my mother hasn't seen you for a few days. ”
Yang Hong has a son, named Yang Xin.
Hearing this, Yang Xin slowly walked behind the woman, stretched out his hand on her shoulder, and pressed it gently, "Mother, when my son is older, it is like doing some practical things, so as to earn a little bit of fame and be the capital of an official." ”
When he said this, although the resentment in his tone was well concealed, it was still seen through by the woman who raised him.
The woman turned, took her son's hand, looked him in the eye, and shook her head slightly after a moment.
"Xin'er, don't resent your father, you also know his temper, he has always been a clear distinction between public and private, although he became the Taishou of Nashu County, but there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him, he was newly promoted, which caused those old ministers to be dissatisfied, and he was even more trembling as if he was walking on thin ice."
"But ......" Yang Xin still didn't understand, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the woman's next sentence.
"Your father has sent a letter back to you, specifying that he wants to give it to you, so let's take a good look at it." The woman sighed, took out a letter from her cuff, handed it to Yang Xin's hand, and then patted the back of his hand, "You like to drink that osmanthus soup the most, I'll make a bowl with you and taste if my mother's craftsmanship is rusty." ”
After a moment, after the woman's back left, Yang Xin, who opened the envelope and finished reading the few words on the silk scarf, gritted his teeth.
There is some resentment.
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