In a trance, Yang Chuan suddenly felt that Dong Zhongshu, who was sitting in front of him, how could he follow Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang all the way?

Three sentences do not leave the line, this is also the same ability.

Of course, Cao Xiang's mouth has a mouthful of dog teeth, and with one mouth, Yang Chuan can know what shape of donkey dung egg he wants to pull.

On the contrary, Dong Zhongshu's mouth is full of ivory, you know that he is talking nonsense with his eyes open, but he can't find anything wrong with others.

That's it.

Well, that's a 'celestial induction'.

Yang Chuan finally understood why Liu Che didn't treat Dong Zhongshu very well: You are a special mother, everything can be connected to the heaven and man induction, how can I, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, play happily?

Yang Chuan finally figured out one point, that is, Dong Zhongshu's so-called 'celestial induction' is really not a 'feudal superstition', but a tight spell prepared for the emperor or imperial power.

It sounds very mysterious, and it is also very lofty.

However, Yang Chuan was not very interested in this, and he stubbornly believed that the final result of using this Shinto way to limit imperial power was nothing more than collective castration......

……

Yang Chuan's food is naturally very delicious, even if Yang Chuan deliberately ordered to only fry two large plates of sour rotten meat, put a few small pickles and small wild vegetables, but it still made Dong Zhongshu breathtaking, chopsticks like rain.

So, on the rare 'small round table', the battle between Dong Zhongshu and Huo Quzhi was ignited in an instant.

"Sickness, you're still young, you can't be too greedy for food."

"Dong Gong, you are too old to eat too greasy, you, you have to eat more sauerkraut, vermicelli, and less meat!"

"Going to the sick, how about you and I share the food? You see, it's just one plate per person. ”

"Dong Gong, in the chaos of the army, you should move forward bravely, how can you covet this plate of meat and vegetables in front of you?"

"Huo Quai, you little thief, can you eat slowly?"

"Dong Zhongshu, you old thief, you will die if you eat two bites less?"

“……”

Bang bang, bang bang!

Since the two pairs of chopsticks do not give in to each other in the air, interfere with each other, lure the enemy deep, and then come to a drag knife meter, back to the horse gun, it is very intense.

Dong Zhongshu is old and strong, scheming, and can always win by skill;

Huo Quai's illness opened and closed widely, without letting go, a pair of chopsticks were like a poisonous dragon probing the bottom, accurate and ruthless, but they were also successful repeatedly......

Yang Chuan picked up a bowl of 'glutinous rice' cooked with millet and flour, and ate these dishes of small pickles, wild vegetables, mustard or something, smiling, his eyes flashing.

It's only a little bit of work.

In the end, there was really nothing to grab, so the two grabbed a plate and licked it......

Well, just lick it clean.

Two bells.

The two round and silky plates were put back on the dining table, Dong Zhongshu and Huo Quzhi glared at each other, and there seemed to be a 'hum' in their nostrils, and then they picked up a bowl of glutinous rice in front of them and ate it slowly.

Look, this is the qualified predator of the Han Empire.

From the perspective of a cook, Yang Chuan seriously analyzed Dong Zhongshu and Huo Quzhi, and he found an interesting phenomenon-

But whoever can leave a name for eternity must be very domineering in a certain aspect, and there is always a tendency to 'eat alone'......

"Yang Chuan's family's food really lives up to its reputation," began to eat coarse grains, Dong Zhongshu was reluctant to speak, "It's a pity that I, Dong Zhongshu, can't often eat a bite of such a delicacy." ”

Yang Chuan smiled: "Dong Gong can often come to eat." ”

Dong Zhongshu laughed and said, "Isn't the old man going to eat white food?" ”

Yang Chuan shook his head, sighed, and said: "This person, each has his own opportunities, I think at the beginning, I, Yang Chuan, actually wanted to eat soft rice the most, but I still didn't grab it after all;

Dong Gong, tell me, who should you talk to about this? ”

Dong Zhongshu frowned slightly, and asked very seriously: "Soft rice, why rice?" ”

Yang Chuan coughed lightly and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, a sentence suddenly came from outside the door: "Dong Zhongshu, you are so uneducated, you don't even know what kind of soft rice it is?" You must know that this big man in the world is the best at eating soft rice, but what about the people of your old Dong family, hahaha......"

Dong Zhongshu turned his head in astonishment, but saw Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang wearing a green shirt, and walked in loosely.

This product is now the 'Cao family', swaggering and deceiving outside, often sneaking back to Chang'an City, participating in various banquets and poetry meetings held by those wicked young people, eating and drinking, and prostituting for nothing......

Ahem, it is said that the hands of the gifts are cramped.

"It turned out to be the Marquis of Pingyang," Dong Zhongshu was ridiculed by Cao Xiang, but he was not angry, he smiled and arched his hand: "I have heard the name of Cao's poems for a long time, and Dong has seen the ceremony." ”

Cao Xiang laughed, waved his hand casually, and sat down beside Yang Chuan: "Helplessly, the flowers are falling, the familiar Yan returns, and the poems are given or something, it's too boring." ”

Dong Zhongshu: "......"

Well, Cao Xiang, a little thief, I don't know if God is blind or what, he actually let this kind of goods open his mind, and the 'famous sayings and aphorisms' of various artistic conceptions will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

It's just、It's hard to bite the back molars!

"Yang Chuan, hurry up and let the kitchen get a few side dishes, scald a pot of good wine, Benhou is about to starve to death."

Cao Xiang's two hands were very dishonest, and he naturally wanted to touch Yang Chuan's two 'broken legs': "Come on, come on, Ben Hou sprinkle a handful of salt on your wounds." ”

Yang Chuan scolded with an angry smile: "Get out." ”

Cao Xiang laughed and turned his head to look at Dong Zhongshu: "By the way, Dong Zhongshu, Benhou hasn't told you what soft rice is, what about this soft rice, it's very soft, very white, and very moist......

Ahem, it's the business that your Dong Yan does, isn't it soft rice? ”

Dong Zhongshu's old face turned red and sighed: "Pingyang Hou, that Dong Yan is not the old man's family. ”

Cao Xiang didn't care, he turned his head to look at Huo Quai, and sneered: "Huo Quai, you made my sister pregnant on a dog day, and now you wash your face with tears all day long, and you have no face to see people, you are good, you actually hide on Yangchuan Zhuangzi to eat and drink?"

When I turned around, I went to Weiyang Palace and asked my uncle what he meant, believe it or not, discount your kid's dog legs? ”

Huo Quai's face was dark, and he took a bowl of rice and pulled it into his mouth, but he didn't dare to say a word......

After teasing Huo Quai, Cao Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, yawned loudly, and muttered and scolded: "Yang Chuan, hurry up and let the kitchen cook for Ben Hou." ”

Yang Chuan smiled helplessly, shouted through the window, and his cousin went to the kitchen to turn the spoon himself.

"I haven't come for a while, Yang Chuan, what are you doing in that place on the east bank of Weishui? Who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and is actually building a lot of construction? ”

Cao Xiangsong was lying down loosely, as if he suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked, "Yang Chuan, could it be that you are building another garden?" ”

Yang Chuan glanced at Dong Zhongshu and said with a smile: "You don't know what is going on in my family?" The emperor's 200,000 acres of land have long since made up for the shortfall with the family's money and grain, so how can he have spare money to buy fields and build a large number of buildings;

It was Dong Gong who was ordered to build the academy. ”

"Build a academy?" Cao Xiang pursed his lips disdainfully, "Dong Zhongshu, don't you already have several academies, why do you still need to repair academies?" ”

Dong Zhongshu twisted his beard and said indifferently: "This time, it is not for me Dong Zhongshu to build any academy, but for the emperor and the imperial court to repair the academy." ”

Cao Xiang said 'oh', and didn't bother to ask.

His poems are all bought with money, and they don't seem to have anything to do with scholars and cultural people, so he simply doesn't have much contact with them, so as not to accidentally miss them......

Dong Zhongshu continued: "A few days ago, when the old man gave a lecture to the emperor, he casually mentioned that my Han Dynasty is the first in the world in terms of culture and martial arts, but there is still a little shortcoming, that is, there is no academy of the imperial court, and it is still a little unbeautiful;

The emperor listened to the old man's advice and planned to set up a Tai Academy in Chang'an City, and set up a master to support the people of the world, and at the same time cultivate more talents for the imperial court.

Pingyang Hou, Yang Chuan Gongzi, Huo Quai, the three of you are all Qilin'er in the world, many things in the future, Dong Zhongshu has something to ask for, and I hope you don't push it off......"

……

After lunch, Dong Zhongshu left in a hurry and went to the construction site on the east bank of Weishui.

A big scholar actually lived a sense of déjà vu as a 'contractor', which gave Yang Chuan another layer of understanding for this old thief.

"Go to the sick, close the doors and windows, I move my legs," sitting in a wheelchair all day and pretending to be sick, both buttocks are almost numb.

He stretched his waist, kicked his legs a few times, and said with a smile: "Okay, Dong Zhongshu doesn't need to fish this big fish, people take the initiative to bite the hook, and some of the back hands prepared before are not needed." ”

The three of them looked at each other, their shoulders swaying, and they almost laughed out loud with a pig cry.

"But let's not get complacent too soon."

After the three of them relaxed for a few breaths, Yang Chuan immediately cheered up and said: "I used a test paper, I originally wanted to hook up with Gongsun Hong, Sang Hong and the like, but Dong Zhongshu jumped out, and I can only say that our luck is good;

Then, some of the previous ideas need to be changed. ”

Yang Chuan groaned a few times, and then said: "Cao Xiang, you can't go to Chang'an Chenglang anymore recently, the Tai Academy is being established, and you Cao everyone still have to be teachers, you can't be faceless, right?" ”

Cao Xiang said depressedly: "What's the meaning of being a teacher, is there a female disciple......

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked on the ass by Huo Quzhi, and he grinned in pain for a long time before he got up.

Huo Quzhi scolded: "You beast! ”

Yang Chuan laughed and said, "Sure enough, it's still a beast." ”

Cao Xiang muttered: "You two, well, you two beasts are not as good!" ”

The three of them laughed in a low voice, and Yang Chuan continued to arrange the task: "The task of going to the sick remains the same, it is still urgent to seize the time to train the field camp and improve the combat strength as soon as possible;

As for Cao Xiang, at the next court meeting, you go to sprinkle and roll, cry and make trouble, and ask the emperor to stop the construction of the Tai Academy, it is best to anger the emperor and beat you on the spot. ”

Cao Xiang was a little depressed: "Yang Chuan, is there any other way?" Ben Hou is now a celebrity and a poet, and he still has to be face-saving after all......"

Yang Chuan said with a smile: "Okay, then let's lie down and let the Tai Academy be built in Chang'an City and become a place for the wealthy families and Confucian students to play. ”

Cao Xiang was silent.

Since the last time Princess Pingyang and Yang Chuan had a secret discussion, and decided on the plan of 'lying flat and finding another way', Cao Xiang has actually been a little confused, and always felt that giving up a large number of fields, coins and mines to control a useless 'Tai Academy' is a bit of a loss after all.

However, since his mother and Yang Chuan had already decided, he, a big Han salt dealer, could only cooperate with the action.

Yang Chuan said that if anyone fell off the chain halfway, Princess Pingyang would definitely kill someone......

"By the way, Cao Xiang, in order to prevent you from being discounted by the emperor, you have to make a little preparation," Yang Chuan suddenly remembered something, and said casually: "Before the next great court will cry, you will first hand over all the green salt business of the Pingyang Hou Cao clan to the emperor;

Last time, the emperor was embarrassed to take it all, so he just took advantage of an opportunity to send it out without leaving anything;

In this way, you can not only gain the trust of Gongsun Hong, Sang Hongyang and others in a short time, so as not to cause trouble for them to find you; At the same time, it can also avoid the emperor's fury, if he really gives you a treat, it will be a little more than worth the loss. ”

Cao Xiang sighed and scolded: "I, the tens of thousands of people in the Cao family, will drink the wind and fart in the future?" ”

"You don't know, the last time I handed over most of the green salt business to my uncle, I was almost torn alive by those gossip and eight old men in the clan."

Yang Chuan smiled and said warmly: "It's better to be torn by your Cao clan than to let your uncle tear it up one day, right?" ”

Cao Xiang thought about it, turned over and sat up, and asked very seriously: "Yang Chuan, you give me a thorough idea, what is the matter that you and your mother are planning?" ”

Yang Chuan groaned a few times and said, "Actually, it's nothing. ”

"There are many old ministers in the court, and there are many people who advocate Daomen Xuanhuang, plus the princes and kings everywhere are ready to move, and they are not very peaceful, the emperor wants to sweep away the twilight atmosphere, but he is unwilling to let Confucianism get involved too deeply, this is the general trend;"

"Therefore, I discussed with my mother and thought that I could find a way to take advantage of this general trend to help a few of us lay a foundation and make a little preparation......

……

Let's say that Dong Zhongshu returned to the construction site on the east bank of Weishui, and looked at the 'Tai Academy' that was in full swing in front of him, but there was no progress, and his face was a little ugly.

It is he Dong Zhongshu who is in a hurry, and the emperor is not in a hurry, what can be done?

A Tai Academy, easy to say, is just a mouthful, one together, but the amount of money and food to be spent in it is simply an astronomical amount for him Dong Zhongshu.

At this point in front of him, he and his dozens of disciples sold most of their family property before they put it together.

It's a pity.

The key is that I heard that he, Dong Zhongshu, was going to build a Tai Academy for the imperial court, and those old thieves were about to treat him as a scourge of the Han Dynasty.

Even hiring a group of craftsmen has become difficult.

Needless to say, it was the emperor's own craftsman, and he Dong Zhongshu didn't dare to think about it; There are also Prime Minister Gongsun Hong, Danong Ling Sang Hong Yang, and Yushi Dafu Erkuan......

None of them came forward to help, all of them were secretly stumbling, and those dog thieves actually mobilized all the craftsmen of the entire Guanzhong Land to dig the canal under various pretexts!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

In a simple attic, Dong Zhongshu knelt down, looked at the chaotic construction site outside the window, and the turbid Weishui not far away, and sighed:

"The son said on the river: The deceased is like a husband, and he is reluctant to ...... day and night"

(End of chapter)