The twenty-sixth mysterious middle-aged identity [ask for recommendation and collection]

The streets were silent, with only the occasional barking of dogs and the occasional cries on both sides of the street, indicating that this was not a dead city.

Squeak! Squeak!

The wheels made a terrible noise when they pressed against the road, and every now and then a group of patrolling soldiers passed by the carriage, and no one dared to stop them, for they could tell from the eunuchs who drove the carriage that the people in the carriage were either rich or noble.

Burst! Puff~

The horse gasped and finally stopped in front of the gate of a mansion.

Sima Yi opened the curtain and bent down to get out of the carriage, and after standing on the ground, he kept his father-in-law without a trace, and the father-in-law without a trace resigned, and now Liu Bianxin is very willing to him, he has to return to Liu Bian.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, everything is gray under the illumination of the moonlight, looking at the bright moon in the sky, it is a full moon night!

There is a lantern hanging on each side of the gate of Sima Fangfu, and the candlelight in the lantern reflects the two big characters of Sima on the lantern wall.

Grab the lion's head knocker on one side and tap it gently.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After waiting for a while, no one responded, and knocked three times, but no one answered, and just when Sima Yi thought he was going to sleep on the street, the door opened quietly.

Squeak!

A gap opened in the door, and it was seen that this dress should be a guard in the house, because the moonlight was hazy, and the person took a long time to identify before carefully calling out Sima Yi's name.

"Is it Second Young Master Sima?"

As soon as he heard this voice, it was still the voice of an acquaintance, Sima Yi turned around and walked to a meter away from him, and only then did he see the face of the guard, Peng Yu.

Seeing that he was so close, Peng Yu didn't seem to recognize himself yet, Sima Yi couldn't help but wonder.

"It's me, can't you still see who I am so close?"

As soon as Peng Yu heard this voice, it was true, this was the voice of the second young master, the feeling of the mother, Peng Yu thought so......

"Hehe, the second young master has night blindness since I was a child, and I can't see anything clearly at night, no matter how bright the moon is at night, it's more or less the same to me."

Peng Yu gave way to let Sima Yi in, and after Sima Yi stepped into the door, Peng Yu closed the door again.

"If you eat more meat at every meal, your night blindness will gradually improve." , Sima Yi kindly reminded.

If you have night blindness, you can eat more meat Peng Yu also knew that as long as people with a little common sense knew it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Second son, I also know this, but our poor people can afford to eat meat, meat is a luxury for us, and it would be good to be able to fill our stomachs at ordinary times."

Sima Yi is silent, do all the people in the world live like this? Such suffering Sima Yi experienced in an orphanage in his previous life.

Don't look at the TV who donated to an orphanage today, and how much materials a certain company will give to an orphanage tomorrow, in a word: I would like to live in the news broadcast if I could......

To get back to the point, even if Sima Yi and the others were not as miserable as Peng Yu said at that time, at least the problem of three meals a day could still be solved.

"Aren't you the captain of the guards? You should be paid enough to live on your own. ”

"Alas! Second young master, I don't know, there is still a sixty seriously ill old mother in my family, who is sick in bed all the year round, my monthly salary is just enough to pay for medicine, so what is the extra money to add meat? ”

If you want to say that the most common thing in the late Han Dynasty is filial piety, it's good that you have filial piety, but if you are not filial, then you will be talked about by neighbors in an instant, and your reputation will be ruined.

After reading the history of China, that person dares to say that he is not filial, and if he dares to stand up, he will be attacked by the masses.

Sima Yi sympathized with Peng Yu's plight and family background, and wanted to help him as much as he could.

"Peng Yu, you think this is good, I still have a gold for you to take to save your mother!"

"Second Young Master, if you don't do it, I can't accept your favor."

Peng Yu wants that gold very much, as long as there is that gold, the condition of the old mother in the family will definitely improve soon, and his night blindness will also improve because of the improvement of food.

But he couldn't accept Sima Yi's money, Peng's mother once told him that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated, and he was afraid that he would not be able to repay this love.

Sima Yi took out a gold from his body and stuffed it into Peng Yu's arms, as if he saw his hesitation, and persuaded him:

"If you are afraid that you can't afford to pay back the money, you don't have to pay it back, but you have to be my subordinate for ten years, this time I am ordered to crusade against the Yellow Turban Yu Party in Yizhou, and set off in three days, you can take your old mother to Sima Mansion and be raised by my Sima Mansion."

After saying this, Sima Yi quietly left before Peng Yu came back to his senses.

Sima Yi didn't think about asking Peng Yu to work for him or anything, but just touched his conscience to do so.

When Peng Yu came back to his senses, Sima Yi had already gone to the empty building, and he was the only one left in the place.

Poof!

Peng Yu suddenly knelt on the ground with a grateful face, there was a trace of emotion in his eyes, a trace of firmness, and he knelt there and said to himself.

"Second Young Master, Peng Yu is a soldier in your hands in this life, I will definitely bless you, if anyone wants to hurt you, they have to step on my corpse."

Sima Yi didn't expect that a small help to others today would save his life in the future, maybe this is a good reward!

……

Sima Yi went to the study, and when he got to the study, there was still a light on in the study, and sure enough, Sima Fang hadn't rested yet.

Squeak!

Sima Yi pushed the door and entered.

"Dad, I want to discuss something with you."

Sima Yi looked up, but saw a strange, attractive-looking middle-aged man, who was this, how could he appear in the study of Sima Mansion?

"Zhongda, come and salute."

Before Sima Yi could ask, Sima Fang directly ordered him.

But he has this right, who calls others his own son!

"Zhongda has seen the elders."

Sima Yi bowed and saluted, the etiquette was very standard, and there was no flaw to pick out.

"Virtuous nephews don't need to be polite, they don't have to be like this."

Virtuous nephew? It seems that this is another of Sima Fang's close friends.

"This is your uncle, another branch of our Sima family."

Uncle Clan? How many are there in the Sima family? This Sima Yi really doesn't know.

As if seeing Sima Yi's doubts, Sima Fang opened his mouth to explain.

"Your uncle is a great Confucian in the world, you must have heard the title of your uncle."

Is this clan uncle famous? Sima Yi looked at Sima Fang waiting for his next step.

"Talented people all over the world respectfully call him Mr. Shuijing."

it! Mr. Shuijing Sima Hui, Sima Yi's heart was sudden, and Mr. Shuijing's reputation in later generations was also extremely loud, because he once recommended two cattle people, Xu Shu and Zhuge Liang during Liu Bei's unambitious period.

"You are Sima Hui, you are Mr. Shuijing Sima Hui, do you know Xu Shu and Zhuge Liang?"

Sima Yi is so excited! Sima Hui turned out to be his own uncle.

"Presumptuous, no big or little old man usually educates you."

Sima Fang's history rang in his ears, breaking Sima Yi's happy state, Sima Yi thought about it, too, calling the elders by their names is indeed disrespectful to the elders.

"Uncle clan, the little nephew Meng Lang, please forgive the little nephew for his recklessness."

"Huh! The virtuous nephew doesn't need to be polite, but the old man wants to ask you something, how do you know that the old man knows Yuanfu and Kong Ming? ”

-To be continued