Chapter 8 Forgotten New Year's Friends
Seeing that the door was opened like this, a cold wind blew in, which immediately made the little ghosts in the guest room shiver involuntarily. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info They looked towards the door in surprise, but saw a middle-aged man who had never met before standing in the place where the cold wind was blowing, and Mrs. Li's pretty figure could be faintly seen in the shadows behind him.
Faced with such a sudden outsider, the conversation of the imps suddenly stopped. They either bowed their heads in fear, or looked at the uninvited guest with curiosity. Among the five little ghosts, only Li Sheng, who was the eldest, and Song De, the second elde, had no expression on their faces, they just looked at the person standing at the door very calmly and didn't say anything.
The liveliness of the room turned into desertion in an instant, which made Zhuge Xuanluo a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he is also a person who has seen big events, so naturally he will not be like these children. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he strode into the room, looked around at the five children here, and asked, "I heard a deafening and thought-provoking argument outside the window below." I don't know which little boy sent it, please come out and see you next. β
As he spoke, his gaze swirled between De'er and Li Sheng. He thinks that children who can make such analyses that even ordinary adults cannot make are different, and they should not be special to themselves because they are adults. Therefore, he paid special attention to the two who were always calm.
He looked at the two of them carefully, savoring the difference between the two little ghosts. He swept his burning gaze over the two children like a sharp blade, as if he were examining a piece of goods, and it made the two little ones furious in their hearts. After all, no one likes to be treated like a commodity.
Finally, De'er couldn't stand such a sharp gaze, shrugged his shoulders in frustration and said to Zhuge Xuan: "That tirade that no one can understand is what my boss said." Please, sir, please don't look at me with hungry eyes, okay? I'm not food, it's not delicious. It's really scary for me to look at me like this. De'er's face didn't make people feel funny, on the contrary, his one was quite serious. Just saying such short-sighted and helpless words from this serious face made people feel more and more the urge to laugh.
Hearing this, Zhuge Xuan also had to put away his gaze in frustration, and laughed with those little ghosts. It's just that unlike those imps' unbridled laughter, Zhuge Xuan's smile is not just a chuckle on his face, but it also contains a kind of elegance and subtlety belonging to the literati in that laughter, which makes people feel more and more charming about him.
Everyone laughed, even Mrs. Li covered her mouth with laughter. Although she knew that as a woman, she should be subtle and unassuming, and she should pay attention to smiling without showing her teeth, but in the face of De'er's serious funny words, she couldn't help laughing: "This De'er is too funny." β
Smiling and smiling, Zhuge Xuan felt that there was an inexplicable gaze looking at him. He suddenly stared at the gaze with a smile, and then looked at himself with a smile that the boss pointed at by Nade'er. The large, flexible eyes full of wisdom seemed to have insight into their own minds, and they made me feel naked.
"Weird ......, how can a little ghost have such a gaze?" Zhuge Xuan's heart was slightly shocked. An inexplicable sense of intimacy suddenly came over him. He was familiar with such a gaze. Because in his memory, his second nephew often looked at himself with such a gaze.
"Well, I guess he's thirteen years old, right? It seems to be the same as the one in front of you. For a while, Zhuge Xuan was caught in his own thoughts and became flustered. He remembered the president of his brilliant nephew.
Suddenly, a tingling pain came from his waist, waking Zhuge Xuan up from his thoughts. He was dazed and wanted to find the murderer who "tricked" him. But I heard Mrs. Li whispering behind her: "It's not good to stare at other people's children." Obviously, she was just reminding herself. But it's a bit too strong. Zhuge Xuan frowned in distress.
He finally remembered what happened to him, so he saluted Li Sheng, who had always been looking at him with inexplicable eyes, and asked, "What you said just now is really what you said?" Don't you know that isn't true? Wang Situ didn't use the so-called serial scheme at all, he just promised to give Lu Buwen the title and allowed him to participate in court politics. β
"Yes. I know that, too. But I once heard that Lu Bu was thrown into the halberd by Dong Zhuo because he was flirting with the maid next to Dong Zhuo. This is enough to prove that Lu Bu likes women as much as Dong Zhuo. As for whether Wang Situ is useful for comic books, then I won't win. Maybe there is, maybe not. It's just that whether there is or not, such things will only circulate among the people, and will not be recorded in the official history. Li Sheng also bowed to Zhuge Xuan and replied.
"That's just as well." Zhuge Xuan nodded lightly, and then asked: "Right now, Lu Bu is under Yuan Shao. As the little boy said, Yuan Shao didn't trust him very much, and he had the idea of trying to get rid of him after a perfunctory time. I don't know where the little boy thinks this Lu Bu will go after all? Will he still go to Yuan Shu? As Zhuge Xuan, who was really in the troubled times and directly participated in the troubled times, he was always a little afraid of Lu Bu. In his opinion, Lu Bu was always a tricky figure, full of terrible dangers, both in terms of his martial prowess and in terms of his character.
"Huh? The question is simple. But how can a guest be reckless before asking someone else? He didn't even say his name. And will you believe the words of a child? Li Sheng pouted and reproached Zhuge Xuan. For him, what he said above can be said to his brother, after all, everyone is a little ghost, even if they don't understand, they won't talk nonsense with others. However, to equate such words with adult language, it is necessary to consider more carefully.
"Who is the other party? Will he believe what he says? This is the first question that he Li Sheng wants to confirm.
"I'm really sorry. It's a rude on my part. My name is Zhuge Xuan, I am a person from Langya Yangdu, and I am now working under the account of Mu Liu Biao in Jingzhou. Being accused by the child of his rudeness, this made Zhuge Xuan's old face blush, he would have been ashamed and angry, but because he really wanted to hear the views of such a "prodigy" on the current situation, he endured it and forced himself to regard the little ghost in front of him as an adult equivalent to himself, and he would use enough etiquette between scholars and people in every move.
Although the other party did not answer positively whether he believed what he said, Li Sheng judged from the fact that he clearly told his identity that he really wanted to know what he thought. Seeing such an adult saluting himself, the vanity in Li Sheng's heart was also a little satisfied. He cleared his throat and began to tell his thoughts: "Yuan Shu's stomach is not as good as Yuan Shao's, and the vision of Yuan Shu's generals and strategists is not as long-term as that of Yuan Shao's generals and strategists. Yuan Shu, who had already accepted Lu Bu once, naturally did not have much of a good impression of Lu Bu, and the group of people under Yuan Shu were also very disgusted with Lu Bu. For such a situation, if Lu Bu wants to eat the grass when he looks back, it will be an insult to himself.
A big family like the Yuan family has a very high vision of itself. Even if Lu Bu didn't do anything to be sorry for Yuan Shu, just because he left Yuan Shu so quietly, Yuan Shu would inevitably regard Lu Bu as a betrayer. In this way, both sides dislike each other, is it possible for Yuan Shu to accept Lu Bu again?
As for where LΓΌ Bu will go next, I think he will probably be wandering between Yanzhou and Hanoi. Hanoi's Zhang Yang has an old relationship with Lu Bu, and with his reputation and ability, it is impossible to become Lu Bu's boss, so naturally he doesn't need to be too afraid of Lu Bu. As for Yanzhou, its ruler Cao Cao and the local foundation are not very strong, and if there is a full-scale expedition, I am afraid that Yanzhou will be empty. This may be a great opportunity for Lu Bu, who wants to directly live a group of heroes. β
"That's too." After thinking carefully about Li Sheng's words, Zhuge Xuan nodded clearly. He didn't ask where Cao Cao was going to send his troops with all his might. After all, now as long as there is a little bit of wisdom, everyone will understand that Cao Cao, who has already obtained Yanzhou and Yuzhou, will definitely attack Xuzhou in the name of revenge for killing his father. This is to vent the hatred in his heart, and the other is to vent the wealth of Xuzhou. It is important to know that Xuzhou is now the richest place in the country.
"You have to be careful. If you can't do it, you can go to Jingzhou. It's better than that. Zhuge Xuan said implicitly. The so-called "will be better than this" refers to the fact that Jingzhou is safer than Xuzhou.
"Well, I had already thought about it. In a year or two, I am also going to study in Jingzhou. Jingzhou literati are prosperous, such as Sima Hui, Pang Degong, etc., are all masters of the world. Li Sheng nodded, this was originally his plan.
"That's good. I look forward to seeing you in Jingzhou. Zhuge Xuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. In his opinion, this little ghost with amazing insight at a young age will become a big talent in the future. He couldn't bear to let such a future talent fall silently before it even shone brightly.
"Okay." Li Sheng agreed. For such a literati who does not despise him because he looks young, he always has a warm feeling in his heart. He finally understood what the ancients meant by confidant. Such a confidant should be well grasped. Li Sheng was clever, and suddenly remembered the thing he most wanted to be solved. So, he said to Zhuge Xuan: "I don't know how many days Mr. will stay here?" I don't understand the questions in the book. If it doesn't affect my husband's affairs, I hope to get his help. β
"When the wind and snow stop, I will leave. Before that, I'll stay for a day or two. Looking at the snow falling in the dark outside the door, Zhuge said faintly. His affairs were urgent, but there was nothing he could do about it, but he was hindered by the disturbing weather. On the contrary, he was idle, so he readily agreed to Li Sheng's request: "Before I leave, you can come to me if you want to ask anything." Although there are some things that my answers may not be so accurate, as long as I know, I will tell you. β
"Thank you, then." Li Sheng respectfully saluted him. That is the etiquette that the disciple performs to the Master.
While he was talking, the bell of Xiaqiu City Tower rang. In the "When...... When the bell of ......" rang, the days turned another page. The fourth year of Chuping has finally come.
In the past few days at the beginning of the year, Li Sheng has worked very hard. Because he finally met such a person who could solve his doubts, he spent almost all his time asking questions and listening to answers. Even in the original time plan, he excluded the time to play with everyone in the afternoon. In his opinion, playing is not so important, but solving the contradictions in his heart is the most important. His question is not the understanding of the words of self-cultivation and Qijia in the Confucian classics, not the poetry writing that Confucians are most concerned about at the moment, but some other more partial questions: such as what is the military system today? How were the ranks of the imperial court divided and what were their duties? What are the ideas that exist among the literati of our time? The situation of the families in Jingxiang and even in the land of Wu and Chu, etc. Some of these are common knowledge of this era, and some are introductions to the ideas and forces of the times.
Such bizarre questions cover military, political, and local forces. Although some of them were very simple to Zhuge Xuan, he still felt strange as to why Li Sheng would ask such a question.
"Why don't you ask me about the contents of the Four Books and the Five Classics? Isn't that the main thing to study now? Once Zhuge Xuan asked him curiously after answering Li Sheng's question.
"Most of the things in the Four Books and Five Classics are about how to be a person and how to write poems, and I only need to understand a little bit to make sure that I don't magnify my mistakes. It is completely unnecessary to study it in depth, so that it is exhaustive. The current world is a chaotic era, and what is needed is some power and contingency changes, some military strategies, some strategic strategies, and some internal affairs planning. It's all very realistic. And the flow of poetry, one cannot eat, the other cannot make the country strong, and the war is really a waste of time and a completely useless thing. Naturally, I'm not going to dive into it. Li Sheng replied calmly.
"Hehe, is that what you think?" Zhuge Xuan laughed when he heard this, and he suggested to Li Sheng: "Although the Four Books and Five Classics are very far from what you want, they are not completely useless. It is not the ultimate practical knowledge, but it is an attitude towards people and things. To learn knowledge, attitude is key. If you don't have a good attitude, I'm afraid that no matter how much you learn, you will eventually be used to do evil. You seem to be a little prejudiced against poetry and books, and I can't say anything about you. It's just that when you have time, please look at more things that you think are useless, and think more about the connotation of these things. β
After a few days of getting along, Zhuge Xuan knew that Li Sheng was a relatively tough person, sometimes he would die to reason, it was difficult to turn the bend in his head, and his thoughts were relatively straight. So, he didn't say that your idea was wrong, but just lightly suggested that he look at it and think more. "Hmm." Li Sheng nodded and agreed.
In the next few days, he buried himself in the sea of books more and more, and often forgot to eat.
This made several of his younger brothers very unhappy. After all, no one has come up with new ideas to play with them. So, they plan to persuade their boss. But they didn't dare to speak on their own. Because Li Sheng is the boss, they must obey his order to "don't harass me", so they have to find Zhong'er, who is not one of the brothers, to help.
After paying ten rock sugar gourds, Bell finally agreed.
"Brother Sheng, come out and play with everyone. If you stay in the house all the time, you will get sick. Don't read books all the time. After bidding farewell to De'er and them, she quickly went home and found Li Sheng, who was still studying in the study, and said comfortingly.
Li Sheng, who threw his head low, and almost half of his body was surrounded by tired books, didn't even raise his head, and replied casually: "Who said that I stayed in the house all the time?" I don't go to talk to Uncle Xuan every day, where can I get depressed. β
"That doesn't count." Zhong'er pursed her lips and retorted a little angrily: "Uncle Xuan is several years older than you, so it is impossible to play with you at all." And you're always asking questions, it's not chatting at all. β
"Really?" Li Sheng was noncommittal, he leaned down again and didn't say anything again.
The first persuasion, Zhong'er ended in disappointment. She couldn't convince Li Sheng to give up the job at hand, so she could only obediently watch from the sidelines. After the New Year, she is also a year older, and her temperament seems to have become quieter. Although she still likes to play, she can still do it if she really calms down and stays in a certain place, especially when she stays by Li Sheng's side.
The sound of turning a book is like a soft whisper pouring out in the ears of the bell. Feeling the warmth of the burning charcoal basin in the study, and looking at Li Sheng's busy figure in her eyes, she felt a sense of tranquility in her heart. After getting away from the excitement of playing, she occasionally thinks it's good, it's comfortable, and it's safe. Well, the most important thing I want to do at such a time is to close my eyes and sleep. So, when the snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, she was in the house with a red face, and Shen Shen fell asleep.
In her sleepy confusion, she seemed to feel someone covering her body with some warm cotton, and then she heard the sound of the door closing.
When she woke up again, she saw that the room had been lit with a lard lamp, and his brother Sheng was still there looking at the book.
"Didn't I sleep too long. When I came, it was just noon. Bell thought playfully and stuck out her tongue, but her left hand was propped up. Only then did she realize that a gray cotton feather cloak had already covered her body tightly, so that she would not be disturbed by the slightest wind and cold, and she slept peacefully.
"This is Brother Sheng's cloak. Could it be that what I felt earlier was true? The little girl smiled sweetly with her head propped up, and her face became more and more rosy, and she did not know whether her flush was due to the heat, or something else.
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The snow is finally showing signs of stopping. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the snow has changed from goose feathers to bits and pieces of white sand, which is similar to the light rain in spring. The snow is lighter, the wind is lighter, and the overcast sky is gradually showing some signs of whitening, as if it is about to start.
Seeing that the weather was getting better, Zhuge Xuan and Li Sheng, two or three people, were quite sentimental and sat in the pavilion in the center of Surabaya, wrapped in thick cotton clothes and eating steaming hot pot. Originally, Zhuge Xuan proposed to cook hot wine to eat, but was glared at fiercely by Mrs. Li: "Sheng'er is just a little ghost!" How dare you make him drink? β
"Huh!?" Zhuge Xuan, who had always regarded Li Sheng as an adult because of his knowledge, recalled the fact that Li Sheng was only fourteen years old, and couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment, "I forgot." In desperation, he had no choice but to change the wine to a hot pot suitable for all ages, and put on a hot pot banquet to say goodbye to Li Sheng.
Although there is no mellow aroma of wine, there is no intoxicating wine, but eating such a steaming meat hot pot in the cold also has a unique flavor of enjoyment. Watching the billowing white mist rise, the two sat opposite each other like this, and they always felt a little sad after quietly looking at each other's fog. Human feelings are very delicate, it is possible for two people who have known each other for a long time to have no intersection, and it can also make two people who have just met become close friends.
For Zhuge Xuan, Li Sheng conquered him with his own incisive judgments on current affairs, making him feel that this little ghost is not simple, and he is a character who needs to be intersected early; For Li Sheng, Zhuge Xuan is the first Confucian he will be in this world, a person who can let himself understand this society, this era, and this world. He respected Zhuge Xuan very much, because the questions that Zhuge Xuan helped him answer were all things he urgently needed to know. Although most of them are some common sense, it is such common sense for Li Sheng, and he doesn't understand it at all. The so-called master is the teacher. Since Zhuge Xuan has guided him a lot, he naturally has such a feeling for Zhuge Xuan.
"Sir is leaving tomorrow?" Seeing that there were gradually some small snow spots, Li Sheng had already guessed this, but he still asked Zhuge Xuan with a glimmer of hope. He wished he could stay a few more days. After all, these three or four days are still too short for him, and he still has some questions in his mind that needs to be asked.
"yes. As soon as the snow stopped, I had to rush back to Langyayangdu. Zhuge Xuan swallowed a piece of cooked meat and exhaled a long breath.
"What's so urgent? I'd like to ask him a little bit more. Li Sheng pouted. Maybe it's because his original heart doesn't look like an adult, or maybe he's adapted to the current identity of a child, and when he faces someone he thinks he can trust, he will always inadvertently show the playful appearance of a child.
"Hehe, I want to talk to you a little bit more. But there are some things that have to be done. Zhuge Xuan smiled and smiled, and said that there was an abrupt gloom behind him. He saw Li Sheng's strange eyes looking at him, so he explained softly: "The year before last, my brother died of illness, but I had to stay in Jingzhou for a while because of some things, and I couldn't return. Today, there are only orphans and widows left in Yangdu's hometown. As my brother's sister-in-law, I naturally have to take care of them when I have free time. β
"I see." Li Sheng recalled that he had read a biography about Zhuge Liang before, and naturally understood that there was such a thing.
As a modern person, entering such a familiar era, as long as he encounters people or things that he is familiar with, Li Sheng's current events will be compared with what he knows. It's okay if he doesn't compare, but this comparison is frightened:
If Zhuge Xuan's brother Zhuge Jue died the year before last, then Zhuge Xuan should go home this time to bring the four children left by his brother except for the eldest son back to Jingzhou to settle down. This in itself is a very normal thing, but in the normal, it is special that when Zhuge Xuan set off to return to Jingzhou in the same year, he encountered Cao Cao's massacre of Xuzhou.
The scene of corpses all over the field and blood all over Surabaya was very miserable even for Zhuge Xuan, not to mention the children he led. It is said that the one who has the deepest impression of the tragic situation in Xuzhou is Kong Ming. It is precisely because of this impression that there has always been such an idea in Kong Ming's heart when he grew up: "The world is so big, anyone can be the master, but only Cao Cao cannot be cauched." β
"Say so. Cao Cao's conquest of Xuzhou was a matter of one or two months? Finally understood this, Li Sheng suddenly felt unprecedented fear. He looked at the Surabaya Residence, which still looked luxurious at the moment, and then at the body that had never grown up, and couldn't help but hate in his heart: "God, what are you going to do here?" Do you have to let everyone I meet die in front of me? β
Li Sheng knows history, so he naturally knows it very well. The current Xiaqiu City is also one of the five cities that were slaughtered in Cao Cao's revenge battle.
Slaughter the city. Oh, my God! What a terrible thing to do, and I had to happen to it in a month or two. What to do? Can it be avoided? Maybe it would be the best choice to persuade Mrs. Li, Uncle Song, Uncle Zhou and others to take refuge. But it's hard to leave your homeland. How could they believe in themselves just because of this call of their own, and give up everything they have now?
Thinking about it, even though it was winter, Li Sheng's head was constantly oozing with sweat. For a moment, his face turned extremely pale.
"What's wrong...... What's wrong...... Sheng'er, why did your face become so bad all of a sudden? Seeing Li Sheng's sudden change of face, Zhuge Xuan suddenly became anxious. He was afraid that something would suddenly happen.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Seeing Zhuge Xuan's concerned gaze, Li Sheng, who came back to his senses, smiled reluctantly and waved his hand, "I'm sorry, sir." I just had a very bad question in mind. β
"What's the problem?" Hearing Li Sheng say this, Zhuge Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Γ· was curious. "I think if Cao Cao comes to attack Xuzhou this year, how will we respond?" Li Sheng thought for a moment and asked.
"This ...... Unlikely, right? Cao Cao only completely owned Yanzhou last year, and this year he actually wants to come to Xuzhou? You're kidding, Sheng'er. Xuzhou is also a big state, whether it is wealth, strength, or soldiers, it is the best in the world. Yanzhou's Cao Manipulation was because of Tao Qian's negligence, which caused his father to die, and he harbored hatred for Xuzhou, but he also needed to weigh his own strength after all. Yanzhou's strength is really much inferior to Xuzhou. Zhuge Xuan was slightly stunned, and he didn't believe what Li Sheng said at all, "Cao Cao just defeated Yuan Shu in Xu County, no matter what, he has to repair for a while." It's really unlikely that troops will be sent this year. β
"But ......" Li Sheng anxiously seemed to want to explain something, but looking at Zhuge Xuan's appearance of waving his hand again and again, he finally gave up.
"Cao Cao is a man of emotional things, but he is also a smart person. If he had sent troops to take revenge out of a moment of anger, he would have come to attack Xuzhou as early as last year. But he didn't, which shows that he knows how to read forms. At present, although the comparison between Cao Cao and Tao Qian has decreased somewhat, the gap is still relatively large. Cao Cao would not fail to see this. This is Zhuge Xuan's final opinion on this matter: "If you want to attack Xuzhou, it may still be possible in a few years." β
Zhuge Xuan is very sure of this. He seems to have forgotten one thing, that is, Cao Cao subdued the powerful Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army last year, and has the best military power in this troubled era. Relying on such military strength, it is not impossible for Cao Cao to compete with Tao Qian, who has Danyang soldiers. The gap in strength between Yanzhou and Xuzhou is no longer as big as most people think.
"Well, I still can't convince him." Li Sheng could only sigh like this. Although he clearly knew the strength of the Qingzhou soldiers, he was not sure to use this to convince Zhuge Xuan. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the strongest military systems of the Han Dynasty are: the iron cavalry of Liangzhou, the wolf cavalry of Bingzhou, the white horse Yicong and Xu Yang's Danyang soldiers in Youzhou. The yellow scarves in Qingzhou are very noisy, but they are also mobs after all, so they naturally can't be regular soldiers and horses.
"Do things really have to go the way history says?" Li Sheng thought about it, so he could only eat and drink very depressed.