"The History of China: The End of the Emperor's Benji" contains: Zhao Feng, the word Ziyu, the emperor's eldest brother, Youhui, filial piety, and Hongdu Menxue.

Because of his skills, Emperor Ling sent him to be Changshan Taishou・・・・・・ brother and brother, and a model for the world.

When Zhao Feng was a child, he was indeed the pride of the Zhao family. He is very sensible, before his father Zhao Meng went to the Western Regions for the last time, he was already five years old and could read poetry by heart, which was really surprising for a while.

As the eldest son of Zhao Meng's family, he was born in February of the year of Xin Chou, that is, in the fifth year of Yanxi, four years older than Zhao Yun, and had a younger sister in the middle, but unfortunately died not long after he was born.

At the end of the spring of the second year of Jianning, Zhao Meng and his entourage were in good health after a few months of recuperation, and took three juniors, namely Zhao Feng, Zhao Ba, and Zhao Yun, to Zhaojia Grange to arrange farming matters.

Eleven years have passed, and Zhao Feng still clearly remembers that he took the second brother of his second uncle's family and his own brother and third brother, and the brothers and sisters jumped up and down all the way.

After all, they are all children who grew up at home, and they have never been in contact with the countryside since they were young.

At that time, the wheat in the field was growing well, and in a few days it would be headed.

Several old peasants were hunched over and weeding in the fields. It was hot, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads kept dripping into the dirt.

At that time, the third brother, who doesn't talk much on weekdays, suddenly recited a poem: On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

"Yun'er, what are you reading?" Su Shuang is the accountant in the Zhang family's caravan, who is responsible for various accounts and has a little literary style.

He suspected that he had not heard clearly, because he really couldn't imagine that a three-year-old child could read out the verses.

Zhao Yun was not shocked or trembled, and read the five-word quatrain just now.

"Big brother, second brother, fourth brother, come here!" Su Shuang's mood was agitated, and he shouted loudly to the three people who had almost walked to the Zhuangzi.

After recovering physically, Zhao Meng and Zhao Zhong decided to bow down because Su and Zhang never gave up.

In the end, Zhao Meng became the boss, Zhang Shiping was the second, and Zhao Zhong was the fourth. There is no way, Su and Zhang are both older than him, and they have changed from the second in the family to the fourth in the family.

"Third child, what's wrong with you, surprised?" Zhao Meng didn't know what was going on.

This is the Zhao family's manor, it is its own territory, what other great accidents can happen?

His third and fourth brothers, who have not even been able to recover their bodies, have always been a sore spot in his heart.

However, the lost harvest of Sangyu, there are two more brothers of the opposite sex, everyone has been working together for a few years, knowing the roots, Zhao Meng and his younger brother Zhao Zhong's gloomy mood has eased.

"Big brother, Yun'er, Yun'er can compose poems!" Su Shuang was so excited that he hugged Zhao Yun and laughed.

It's hard to imagine that he has always been very steady, and in the eyes of everyone he is a pedant.

Su Shuang has no descendants, he has a wife and two concubines, neither of whom gave birth to a boy and a half girl for him, and he is very sorry in his heart.

Treating the children of the Zhao family, he has always treated them like his own children, and when he heard Zhao Yun's poems rashly, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

It's like some people like to tell jokes, but they laugh before they can tell it, and others don't know what they're talking about, and they find it inexplicable.

The current Zhao Meng, Zhang Shiping and Zhao Zhong are in this mood, the three of you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what's going on.

Fortunately, Zhao Feng and Zhao Ba next to him are here, you and I have said a word, and finally finished the whole thing, but they remember the first sentence, and they can't remember the rest of it.

"Yun'er, tell Daddy, what kind of poems did you make?" Zhao Meng's eyes lit up.

It is true that the Zhao family established their family with martial arts and raised their martial arts with business, which does not mean that they do not attach importance to cultural learning.

It's a pity that generation after generation of the Zhao family has never been interested in words, and most of them are just beginners.

"I saw the old man hoeing, so I thought of it." Zhao Yun didn't think so, he was a little unaccustomed to Su Shuang's arms, and struggled to get off the ground.

Hearing the child's milky chanting, the four adults next to him followed over and over again.

Everyone is not a person with a high level of culture, and they are most interested in this kind of easy-to-understand poetry, which is fundamentally different from the popular ancient style poems, those things, look at the headache.

"Yun'er, Second Uncle didn't hear that you are literate," Zhao Zhong was puzzled: "Although poetry is simple, you also need to master the simplest words." ”

"Who said that?" Zhao Feng jumped up: "The third brother has studied very seriously in the family studies, and he has taken a lot of books from Master Jin, and he reads them every day." ”

Zhao Jin is an old man of ethnology and the uncle of the four brothers of Zhao Meng.

Everyone was suddenly petrified, a three-year-old child can not only read, but also compose poetry, if this is said, who will believe it.

They don't know that the vast majority of the ancient classics that have been handed down after 2,000 years have been lost.

In this era, I have been studying hard since I started.

If it weren't for the lack of mental capacity in infancy and the need to sleep to make up for sleep, Zhao Yun might have studied before he was one year old.

"Good boy, if only your brother Tiger had half of you who liked poetry." Zhang Shiping was very sorry that his son Laohu, since he knew how to read, actually read Sun Tzu's Art of War and the like.

After returning home, everyone was more surprised, only to see Zhao Yun from his room to put the usual teacher's lecture handouts on a wooden tablet, and write neatly with a brush.

Although the child is out, Zhao Meng still has regrets, after all, it is a small family, and such a thing cannot be said.

Before a genius grows up, he will never be a talent, and the Zhao family, who have traveled from south to north, understands this truth.

Next, he was ready to divide the property with the two righteous brothers who had just married, become a rich man, and no longer go out to do business.

However, Zhao Yun shocked everyone again.

He said that since this road does not work, why not take another path? As long as you can make money, you can do anything.

Even if everyone thinks that this son is too young, but it really goes to the heart.

To be honest, if there is really a way to make money, how can a person who has been a layman for a long time sit still?

At that moment, Zhao Yun talked eloquently, saying that although the Zhao family caravan was not there, the relationship still existed, and this was the biggest capital.

Use the network to find large and even top forces in exchange for new ways to make money.

Because Xianbei and Xiongnu were strong in the north, it was impossible to reopen the horse trade if they were not at the top.

And the person Zhao Yun said turned out to be Zhao Zhong, who everyone despised him, which made everyone difficult.

Nima, not only the literati have integrity, but the martial arts pay more attention to integrity, right?

Let us grovel and go to a castrated man to intercede.

"Whether we admit it or not, Zhao Zhong is the Zhao family." Zhao Yun's calm appearance Zhao Feng still remembers vividly: "The Anping Zhao family and the Zhending Zhao family are not far apart, and the ancestors are a family. ”

"Besides, who is willing to be a eunuch if they have clothes and food? Isn't that forced? ”

"When he was down, who gave him a sip of water to drink, and who gave him a meal to eat?"

"As a last resort, he entered the palace, just thinking about living, is it wrong to want to live?"

A series of words made the four adults blush.

Everyone finally didn't separate, just do what they said, and early the next morning, Zhao Zhong went to Anping.

Then he soared to the sky and became the richest man in the entire country.

When he was five years old, Zhao Yun's poems and cloud bodies spread, because the Zhao family had the ability to protect their children.

The younger brother has made a great reputation, but few people know about being the elder brother.

Talent, I need more talent to help myself!

I dreamed of talents, and when I found two alchemists, I was overjoyed and solemnly saluted.