Chapter 3: The sheep butcher conspires to discuss the government, and the hypocrites are hesitant

"Oh, my brother obeys his brother's admonition and is willing to serve Mobao. He Hanwen accidentally said that he leaked his mouth just now, but fortunately, He Xian shouldn't understand what He Hanwen meant by the peacock. In fact, the Eastern Han Dynasty did not have peacocks, on the contrary, peacocks were famous animals in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

As early as the more distant dynasties, the peacock in the Classic of Mountains and Seas referred to the peacock, and the appearance of this bird is recorded in the contemporary work of the Han Dynasty, "Foreign Objects".

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was generally believed that the peacock was an auspicious creature, as tall as a swallow and tall feet, and its hair was marked. Catch and store, clap and dance.

The scholars of this era summed up nine kinds of upright virtues from the peacock: one is the right color, the second is the clear voice, the third is the sequence of steps, the fourth is to know the time, the fifth is to know the diet, the sixth is to be content, the seventh is not scattered, the eighth is to be less promising, and the ninth is to repeat, which is a metaphor for the bhikshu's behavior.

He Hanwen has no sense of praise, but He Xian thought that he borrowed a peacock to flatter him and wanted to escape punishment in this way, and he could think that He Hanwen's meaning was actually to mock him like a peacock opening the screen, only some superficial work, tricks, but in fact a good-for-nothing scum.

It was obvious that He Xian, who had already won the victory, wanted to humiliate He Hanwen, the concubine, verbally again, so he first strode towards He Jin's study in front of him, and continued to teach: "Brother Shu, don't think about it. As the so-called: the descendants are different, and the young and the old are orderly. The concubine is also a slave, and the concubine is naturally not much more noble than the slave. Not to mention Wang's early death, even if Wang is still alive, what will happen?"

It's a bit heart-wrenching to say this, even Xiaozhu and Qiao'er can't listen to it, let alone He Hanwen. After all, Wang is He Hanwen's biological mother, although she has crossed over, she has not had time to see each other, and she only misses it day and night in the portrait, but she is also a nominal mother anyway. He Xian humiliated He Hanwen like this, even He Hanwen, who decided to hold back, was also a little dizzy, and he felt as if a breath was about to erupt from his chest.

At this moment, He Hanwen was walking a little unsteadily, and he forcibly suppressed his anger, but at this time, he wished that he was a beast with fangs and sharp claws, and he could rush up and tear He Xian apart, but he still held back after all.

Ho Hanwen: I'm really evil? This is also kicking my nose in the face. No, no, bear it, He Hanwen, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, as if you beat him in the past... Forget it, I guess I can't beat him now.

He Xian suddenly paused and stopped moving forward. He turned around and looked at He Hanwen with a gloomy face. He Hanwen naturally couldn't argue or anything, but he didn't have to be embarrassed, or didn't care about laughing, so of course he looked like frost.

The two brothers looked at each other like this, but He Xian was from a high angle, as if he was looking at a fighting clown, and He Hanwen naturally raised his head, he did not hide his anger at all, and confronted He Xian like this, without any fear.

He Xian didn't dare to look at it anymore, and He Hanwen's eyes stared at him a little hairy. However, an arrogant person like He Xian would never admit that he was so lustful, so he just snorted softly without confidence, and his voice was even a bit like a frightened beast cub shouting to his mother. However, He Xian soon realized that he had just lost someone, so he snorted heavily, turned around with his father's He Jin's style, and continued to go to He Jin's study.

"Sigh and go with it. He said. There is a little jealousy in the emotion of this sentence, perhaps, there is still a trace of unwillingness and anger? He Hanwen didn't know. However, as He Hanwen heard He Xian yelling at Qiao'er, he knew that Qiao'er was afraid that she would be beaten again.

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"Whew... Qiao'er pitifully followed.

"Why don't you come yet!?"

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"Paper and ink. In He Jin's study, He Xianyi commanded Qiao'er, Xiaozhu and He Hanwen with a smug look on his face. There were two little guards at the door, with a smile on their faces—both of them were from He Xian's house.

He Xian usually doesn't beat up the little guy, on the contrary, he is a person who is very good at playing superficial kung fu. He has always given some small favors to these little guys around him, and he has not forgotten to threaten him verbally. Therefore, these little guys around He Xian are becoming more and more domineering, and they are obedient to He Xian's words, not to mention those slaves and He Hanwen, not to mention having a good look.

Of course, they have also learned He Xian's cleverness, on the surface respectful, but in fact, they don't smile behind their backs, and sometimes they talk strange things, and they are quite shabby!

"Sigh, don't be lazy! You see, this article has already been copied by my brother. He Xian proudly showed off his writing speed to He Hanwen. He Xian did write quite quickly, which He Hanwen never expected. "Looks like this idiot is a bit of a showman!" he thought.

Looking at He Hanwen sweating like rain on the side, He Xian's smug expression was even better, and he actually accelerated. He really didn't mean to torture He Hanwen, but he did have some means in terms of writing speed. Of course, if he can make He Hanwen suffer a little bit with this, he will definitely not care.

Although He Hanwen has always thought that this eldest brother is a straw bag, in He Jin's eyes, he still values He Xian. Not only because he is He Jin's eldest son, but also because he really reads books well.

At this time, He Jin had already become a close attendant of Emperor Ling's side because his sister was favored by the Son of Heaven.

Lang Zhong, also known as Lang Guan, was the emperor's close guard and a reserve cadre of the Han Dynasty at that time. The system and custom of the Han Dynasty was to cultivate talented people to become officials by keeping talented people by keeping them with the Son of Heaven as guards. Therefore, he was originally born as a butcher, and he inevitably wanted to be vassal.

In fact, He Jin is not a scheming horseman, otherwise he would never have worshiped Langzhong just by virtue of his sister's favor. However, although He Jin has little wisdom, he also has great wisdom. But he is a more irritable person after all, and what the officialdom looks down on the most is this kind of "one person gains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven". Therefore, those who wear small shoes behind their backs, there are many discussions, and there are a lot of rumors and rumors about He Jin.

It is precisely because of this that He Jin made up his mind to join the civil official group. He himself had no fame, so he pinned all his hopes on these two sons. As the eldest son, He Xian has been poured most of his efforts into it, but He Hanwen has not yet been arranged as a teacher because of his age.

He Jin didn't need any study, but as an official, he had to play his cards according to the rules of officials. Then, a beautifully decorated study becomes an indispensable office. From this, it can also be seen how much hope He Jin has for He Xian.

This study has an ingenious structure, it was originally a room, but a craftsman transformed him into two enclosed studies. In order to train his son to gain fame and go to the official career, He Jin also separated the small one for He Xian's use.

And he himself was having a secret conversation with his younger brother He Miao in a slightly larger study.

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"Brother, do you know what's going on today?" He Miao sat on the feast, and immediately a slave came over to pour wine.

The so-called feast refers to the mat for entertaining guests, and there were no tables and stools in the Han Dynasty. The reception of guests is to sit on the ground, the banquet is the table used to entertain the guests, and the banquet is set when eating and drinking. Generally the feast is at the bottom, and the table is at the top.

He Jin didn't answer at all, just waited for the slave to come over and pour wine, and then raised the bottle to take a sip, and then said: "Oh, the people of Jinan have rebelled, they have been suppressed, and Pingling City has settled down early." ”

He Miao said: "It's not like this. ”

"So didn't Shu Damo talk about the matter of the former Sikong Lord Liu Huan? Oh, Shu Da should not be impatient, this matter is very involved... He Jin leaned forward, looked around vigilantly, and then waved his hand to signal the slaves who were waiting to go out.

The two slaves and maids retreated when they got it, and they leaned less, and He Jincai said in He Miao's ear: "I will never find out the heads of you and me." Moreover, Lord Xuanqiao of Dahonglu Bridge has succeeded him, and the Son of Heaven may not pursue this matter anymore. ”

Simply put, he was the spokesman of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Han Dynasty and was in charge of the foreign affairs of Fanbang.

"Lord Joe is just right, if it is... He Miao looked a little worried.

"It's okay!" He Jin was a little impatient, as Langzhong, he naturally understood the temper of the Son of Heaven. Therefore, He Jin was quite impatient with He Miao's timidity.

He Miao knew that his brother was already getting impatient, so he didn't say anything about it, but drank all the wine in the wine bottle in one gulp, and the wine was still warm.

He Jin knew that He Miao still had nothing to say, and he guessed that the topic he was talking about next was the real reason why He Miao came to visit today, so he said: "Shu Daruo still has something on his mind, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

He Miao didn't speak, but stared at his eldest brother's eyes tightly, and after a while, he fell to He Jin's ear and whispered: "Liangzhou Assassin Shi Meng Tuo made Zhang Ren lead five hundred soldiers out of Dunhuang... A total of more than 30,000 people entered Shule... After more than 40 days of continuous attack, the city could not be attacked. ”

He Jin was a little surprised, Meng Tuo had eaten the bear's heart leopard gall, and he actually wanted to win this great achievement, so he immediately asked, "What is the result?"

He Miao replied: "Lead it away." ”

He Jin asked again: "Since it is introduced, this is really a happy thing, when drinking, why is Shuda sad?"

He Miao sat back, sighed, drooped his head and said, "Alas! Brother doesn't know anything! That Meng Tuo failed to send troops this time, but he was rewarded instead. In his early years, he heard that he used his assets to support him and married his slave friends. . . Vote for that and let me go! My brother didn't see those grapes and wines in the palace, but Meng Tuo's filial piety came. ”

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He Xian is deliberately making things difficult at the moment. He sat in the middle of the table, and the pen flowed smoothly. However, He Hanwen was only four years old, and within an hour of researching ink, his arms were sore and his feet were swollen. In addition, he is not tall, and it is not easy to hold on to the case.

He Xian saw that He Hanwen had not been caught, and he was even more impressed, not only did he not call for rest, but instead intensified and reprimanded. The two little guys also watched coldly, and they blindly practiced it.

"Why is my brother lazy? I don't know what people do, and they stop being lazy because they want to. Sigh still needs to be experienced, and being a brother is also for your future plans. If you can raise filial piety or Maocai, you can also bring honor to the family. Of course, you don't have much chance, but your husband is born in the world, and he must be a little ideal. He Xian's mouth said good things, but in fact, it was full of mockery.

He Hanwen had known this result for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that he was only 4 years old now, and he still had to protect Xiaozhu, he would have liked to drop the inkstone on He Xian's chin. However, this can only be thought about, after all, he can't beat He Xian. Therefore, He Hanwen could only hold his wrist with his other hand, blurted out yes, and continued his ink research work.