Standing on it, Zhang Han gently stretched his body, a lifetime of life, a lifetime of grass and trees, he really did his best for the country. Zhang Han was amused by his thoughts, if it weren't for his life, he wouldn't be so thoughtful, over the years, he has also become accustomed to nature, just a little busy. After thinking silently for a while, Zhang Han walked back to the inner courtyard quickly. Pushing the door into the study, a person followed behind him, Zhang Han frowned, and there was no squeak.

"Brother!" Zhang Han glanced at the past sternly, Zhang Heng pursed his mouth, and changed his words aggrievedly, "My lord!" ”

"Forget it, when no one is in private, you can call your brother!"

Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Zhang Han softened his heart again. Zhang Heng's eyes are like Langxing, his face is like jade, he looks very much like his mother Zhang Wang, he is wearing a Kai armor, and he is dressed as a personal guard, but he is clean and neat, and he is a beautiful young man. Zhang Han has always advocated strict teachers to produce high apprentices, and has never given special treatment to his younger brothers in clan studies. But letting Zhang Heng be a personal guard is not only to hone the meaning, but also to ask Zhang Heng to have more contact with people, and to see more about how Zhang Han treats people and things and handles affairs. Zhang Heng is sensible and motivated, studies hard, and is also a corrector in ethnology, Zhang Han likes this younger brother very much, and has high expectations for him.

"Huh!" Zhang Heng responded happily.

"Is there something wrong?" Is! I'm almost 20 years old, and I still look like a child. Zhang Han smiled secretly, like himself, that is the monster family.

"Brother, this trip to the plains, are you going to play yellow scarves??"

"Well, I guess......"

Zhang Han is not going to compete with Lu Zhi for credit, he wants to wait and see for a while, stabilize Pingyuan County, train the army, and then talk about other things, depending on the situation at the time, most of the time will still have to fight in the end. Qingzhou is in need of grain and grass, and it is not enough for his own use, Zhang Han does not want to transport it to Lu Zhi, and Zhang Jiao will definitely fail. Of course, he was not going to say these words to his younger brother in detail, and what he observed was better than saying it a hundred times to others.

"Alas~" Zhang Heng sighed, I don't know who he imitated, his little white face is not commensurate at all - it's strange to say, except for Zhang Han himself, several of his brothers are very good, in other words, they are all little white faces.

"Speak up if you have something to say!"

Zhang Heng sighed halfway, and when he heard Zhang Han say this, he hurriedly squeezed out a smiling face.

"Brother, in fact, what Zhang Jiao said is quite reasonable, the sky is dead...... Woo~"

Zhang Han covered Zhang Heng's mouth, "You dead boy, dare to say anything?!" He got up and walked quickly to the window to look at it, and there was nothing unusual, and then he was relieved. Although the people in the inner courtyard were all brought from the Zhang family, the king did not lose his country, and the ministers did not lose his body. Hatefully knocked on his brother's head a few times, knocking the pocket on his head "dangdang".

"Little San, do you know that with your mouth, killing you is not wronged!"

"Hehe, brother won't kill me, will he?"

Seeing that Zhang Han ignored him with a cold face, Zhang Heng blushed and circled around Zhang Han flatteringly. Since that incidental discovery that Zhang Han was a paper tiger, Zhang Heng was not afraid of him.

"Okay, okay, I'm really convinced, junior, if you have something to say, hurry up!"

"Brother, you said that in this world, Your Majesty sells official titles, and is addicted to selling, so he simply opened a shop in the harem, damn, and bring the Jinxian crown and ribbon to the dog, brother, I am at the same level as you," the Jinxian crown can only be worn by Confucian scholars and officials, and the ribbon is only admired by officials, Zhang Han only wears a black ribbon, maybe the dog wears a higher level than him, Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Han with ill will, "Corrupt officials and corrupt officials are rampant, and the people are not happy, this Han Kingdom, hehe......"

"......" Zhang Han is also silent, this world, hehe, hair like a leek, cut and reborn; The head is like a chicken, cutting and singing. Officials don't have to be fearful, and small people are never to be taken lightly. If he had come from a poor family, he would have rebelled......

"Brother, I want to say that many people can't survive anymore, so they join the Yellow Turban. In fact, the yellow scarf is also a poor person, can you leave a way to live...... I have read the Taiping Sutra, and there is some truth in what it says. ”

Zhang Heng has been speaking in a low voice, but when he said this, he was angry in his heart, and his voice couldn't help but get louder. Zhang Han was unmoved, his eyebrows were cold, and Zhang Heng's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Zhang Heng!" Zhang Han was really angry.

"Here!" Hearing the familiar commanding tone, Zhang Heng involuntarily raised his head and answered loudly.

"Zhang Heng! How did you graduate from ethnology early? Did you learn that in ethnography? Zhang Han's voice was not high, but it was as sharp as a whip, and he hit Zhang Heng's heart mercilessly, "The arrogant soldiers will be defeated!" The arrogant army will be defeated! Before the battle began, you were thinking about victory, thinking about sparing people's lives, you are really capable! ”

Zhang Heng's face turned red, but he couldn't say a word. Zhang Han ignored him and slowly paced around Zhang Heng, he fell into his own thoughts.

"The lion and the rabbit must also use all their strength. The war has not yet begun, all analysis is only on paper, and strategic superiority can only determine the general direction and the final victory, but not the outcome of the battle.

Could it be that on the battlefield, if the enemy's strategy fails, he will surrender?

Dream!

Zhang heng! Remember who you are!

You are a commander, and you are responsible for the lives of you and your men; You are a warrior and you are responsible for your own life.

The battle can only be decided after a bloody battle! Whoever despises the enemy, he is not worthy to command the army

Write me a detailed report on the yellow scarf tomorrow, if you can't write it, see how I clean you up!

Also, there are more books that make sense, and you read less of those Shinto! ”

Zhang Han doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, he thought they didn't exist in his previous life, but now he is not sure, but he still believes that people can only rely on themselves, counting on the help of gods and Buddhas, it is better to work harder on their own. Since he didn't need it, he just treated it as if it didn't exist. However, in this era, everyone believes in it to some extent, and Huang Lao's learning is widely known, and Zhang Jiao's smooth preaching has nothing to do with his good under the banner of Huang Lao.

Regarding Zhang Heng's kindness, Zhang Han didn't know what to say about him. Zhang Heng's living environment is simple, he is the son-in-law of the family, he has seen smiling faces since he was a child, and he has never seen a real poor person. By the time he remembered contacting outsiders, Zhang Wu had already borrowed Zhang Han's light, and he basically didn't have to worry about food and clothing. Later, when I came to ethnology, I came into contact with people who had been slaves and servants in the Zhang family for generations.

When Zhang Heng went out to study two years ago, the Zhang family found that Zhang Heng's heart was too soft. He can kill the bandits, but he can't see people suffering. Speaking of which, Zhang Heng is more like the chivalrous man in the room, but the chivalrous man can be happy, it's just that in reality, it's always these people who are unlucky.

In any case, in the battle, Zhang Han absolutely could not tolerate Zhang Heng's contempt for the enemy. Seeing that Zhang Heng's eyes were red, Zhang Han sighed in his heart, and found words to explain him.

"Little San, I don't want to say anything about the fact that poor people must have something to hate, except for saints, everyone in the world has something to hate. However, the Yellow Turbans are not innocent, they are all murderous bandits......

I'm not saying that they kill people, in my life, there are not a few people who kill people. However, there is always a reason for everything. The Yellow Turbans are not rebellions, they are just bandits.

If you look at the situation in this world, the Yellow Turban started in February, and once occupied Qinghe, Anping, and Julu......"

Zhang Han counted seven or eight counties in a row, "I won't go into details one by one, junior, have you heard that the Yellow Turbans have resumed cultivation in these places?" ”

"......" Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and really hadn't heard of it.

"Nope! I have exact news, not a single one! ”

Zhang Han waved his hand vigorously to strengthen his tone.

"Judging from the current situation, the failure of the Yellow Turban is inevitable. It is certain that Jizhou is going to be extinct, Yanzhou is about the same, and the central and western regions of Yuzhou are the same, not to mention other places, Xiaosan, do you know how many people will die here alone?

Million? Ten million? Or fifteen million?

If, I mean, if, if the Yellow Turban wins, let me ask you, what does Zhang Jiao use to raise his troops? What to use to reassure the people?

These people are also dead! ”

Zhang Han's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth with a "rattle, rattle" sound, and he hated it indescribably, the Great Han Kingdom only has a population of more than 70 million!

"The Yellow Turban Army does not produce, but only makes a living by plundering, and wherever they pass, they do not distinguish between good and bad, kill officials, and sweep up clothes......

You say, are the Yellow Turbans bandits? Do they deserve to die?

I can't wait to tear them to pieces! ”

In this world, population represents strength and national strength. Zhang Han has been busy for many years, just to save a few more people, so that he can die in the future, seeing Zhang Jiao kill so many people in a disaster, his efforts in the past few years are not as good as a fraction of Zhang Jiao's scourge, how can Zhang Han be willing? !

As for Zhang Jiao's failure to organize the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the world will not be chaotic; If Zhang Jiao is well prepared, there will be nothing to do with Zhang Han...... These are not in Zhang Han's consideration at the moment, he wants the horse to run fast, and he wants the horse not to eat grass.

Zhang Heng listened attentively, he hadn't thought about these things. What Zhang Han said was very reasonable, but Zhang Heng and his brother finally talked for a while, but Zhang Han was counted down for a while, and he couldn't help but be a little unhappy. He was a scheming person, and he was in a bad mood, which immediately showed on his face.

"Well, don't talk about that, it's not interesting. Little three, my mother has written to ......"

When Zhang Heng heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look, and when he saw Zhang Han looking at him with a smile, he felt a little weak.

"Why did you run out of the house without saying hello?"

"Where's it, brother, I can leave a letter for my mother!"

"And said! Seeing you leading Xiaotong over, I knew there was no good thing! Say, "What's the matter now?" - Xiaotong's surname is Wang, and he is Zhang Heng's scholar.

Zhang Heng's face was red, his expression was a little strange, Zhang Han asked for a while, but he couldn't get an answer, and at the last moment, Zhang Heng found an excuse and ran away. Zhang Han saw a pinching look on his younger brother's face, which was unexpected. In Zhang Han's memory, Zhang Heng has always been a smart and cheerful big boy. Although it is not stable enough, it is very sunny, and it belongs to the kind that shines when you give a little sunshine.

Touching his nose, Zhang Han couldn't figure it out, how weird it was......

"What's so hard to figure out about this......" sat in front of the wide dresser, Ruoruo was sticking slices of courgette on his face.

"How?"

After waiting for a while, Wang Yan couldn't help but ask, women's curiosity is always strong. Her face was covered with melon slices lying on the kang, her mouth was slightly open, her facial muscles were completely immobile, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth - this was Wang Yan's unique skill, if she practiced hard for a long time, she couldn't succeed.

"Third brother, I have a crush on someone's little girl~" If you want to marry him, won't this run out......"

"Oh?"

Eyes, Zhang Han and Xiaoya spoke in unison.

Speaking of which, Zhang Han's large bedroom can be regarded as his originality. Three large dressers occupy an entire wall, and to the north is a huge ondol that occupies half of the room. In Wang Yan's words, Zhang Han married two more and slept on the kang. Naturally, Zhang Han, who has been trained for a long time, avoided this trap.

"Yes, yes, I said, Xiao San is so weird, it turns out to be Sichun......"

Zhang Han suddenly realized.

"Nonsense! Where do you say that, brother? Wang Yan pinched her husband, and then forgot it, "Ruoruo, whose girl did the third brother fall in love with?" Let's talk about it, let's also be a staff officer......"

When the woman talked about this topic, there was no one who was not excited, and Wang Yan didn't care about showing her stunts, and as the melon slices fell one after another, she simply took them down.

Ruoruo sold Guan Zi for a while, and saw that he was about to be forced to confess by everyone, so he hurriedly recruited, "It's the little girl of the Cai family!" ”

"The Cai family? Which Cai family? Zhang Han couldn't remember, which Cai family he knew had a suitable girl......

"Which other Cai family? You count how many people you know with the surname Cai! ”

"Won't it?"

"Why not, it's that Cai, the little girl from Cai Yilang's family!"

"Oh, it's her! I've seen it, the little girl is very smart, good-looking, pink makeup and jade, really like a pearl of fresh dew, and she is worthy of the third brother......" Wang Yan suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, I've seen it too, Ah > Liang, no wonder the third brother was stunned last time......"

……

The third daughter muttered, from the selection of relatives to the discussion of how to prepare for the dowry......

"Stop!" Just when the girls started Zhang Luo's wedding, Zhang Han finally came back to his senses, which was too exaggerated, "Two years ago, how old was the little girl?" You can't be mistaken, can you? ”

"How old, ten years old! The third brother said it to me personally, how could it be wrong?! Ruoruo is very confident in her news.

"Is there a ten-year-old? It seems that she is seven or eight years old," Zhang Han couldn't remember, "Even if she is ten years old, she is still a child, how can the junior like her?" ”

"What's that? The junior was only seventeen two years ago, and he was like a child, and he liked Ah > = Mo Xiqi? ”

“……”

That's the same, Zhang Han touched his nose, but it was still difficult for him to accept it, Xiao San was actually a lolicon, and he didn't see that he had this tendency...... Forget it, just ask him tomorrow.

Cai's story is a long story. Zhang Handong copied the books, copied three copies of each book, and sent one to his home and handed it over to Zhang Zhao for safekeeping; one was shipped to the Ethnography and a library was set up; Another copy was given to Zheng Xuan by Zhang Han. This gift is too heavy, but Zheng Xuan is really reluctant to refuse. Later, the collection of books increased, and the storage of books became a problem. Zhang Han bought a small farm at the foot of Buqi Mountain and wanted to give it to Zheng Xuan, but Zheng Xuan refused to accept it. In desperation, Zheng Xuan sent the book back. Then, with peace of mind, he used the small farm as his private library.

Zheng Xuan had many students and made a lot of friends, and as the news spread that he had a large collection of books here, more and more celebrities came to visit him. Even if it is a great Confucian, there are many books that you want to read that you have not read, and the explosion of knowledge is quite far away from this era. Zheng Xuan cherishes books very much, but when someone comes to borrow books, he can't afford not to borrow them. Therefore, Zheng Xuan stipulated that if someone wants to borrow a book, they must copy a book first, and then they are allowed to borrow it.

As a result, the number of great Confucian scholars who stayed in the country increased rapidly, and the situation was quite chaotic. Zheng Xuan contacted other famous Confucians, organized the scholars, and those who had money contributed and those who made powerful contributions. Last year, when Zhang Han toured the county, it was called 'Buqishi Township', and it was already like a little Taixue. It's just that the academic atmosphere here is a little bit stronger.

Of course, this is a great benefit, and Zhang Han secretly provides support. For example, roads are repaired, low-rent housing is provided, and food and daily necessities are provided at affordable prices.

Cai was also attracted by Zheng Xuan's book collection two years ago. When he arrived, Cai recognized at a glance that this was the Dongguan collection. Overjoyed, Cai closed his door and concentrated on the continuation of the "Later Han Dynasty"—this was something he thought about day and night, and he still thought about it when he migrated.

Cai Lai's news can avoid others, but Zhang Han knows it well and went to visit. At that time, Zhang Heng graduated from clan studies ahead of schedule, and just went to Zhang Han to play, so they went together. Originally, Zhang Heng stayed in his studies, and Zhang Han was happy for him, but he didn't expect it......

“……”

Seeing Zhang Hengxiao's blushing face, Zhang Han slapped his forehead, his ideology was actually more traditional than that of the Han people, he was really speechless!

"Okay!" Zhang Han calculated the time, today Wu Zifang's cavalry is going to set off, and in five days he will lead the army to set off to the west, "Mother, I will write to explain!" ”

Zhang Heng's face was full of joy and excitement.

"However, junior three, within five days, I will look at your report, write it in detail, what dynamics the yellow scarf may have, what mistakes have been made, and how will our army respond...... Write it all down to me.

If you write it well, I'll send you to read; If you can't write well, then go to the plains with me! ”

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