Fifteen miles southwest of Taiyuan City, there is a small Taoist temple. The incense in this Taoist temple is not very good, but it seems to have some magical powers. A small stream is introduced not far from the door and spirals in the Taoist temple.
I don’t know if it’s because of the warm floor or some other unique reason. Although in the winter, the trees in the courtyard still have green branches and leaves, and they don’t look yellow and withered in winter at all.
The entrance to the Taoist temple is clean, and although the scene is not large, the stone pavilions and stone pavilions are all exquisite. Even the small courtyard in the courtyard seems to change the scenery with each step. It is obvious that a lot of thought has been put into it. It is obvious that he does not care about ordinary people.
Incense, a business specializing in high-end customers...
Comparatively speaking, Taiyuan City is safer than other northern cities due to geographical reasons, and it may be due to the prosperity of Huang Lao in the early years. Is this my business near Taiyuan?
It's fairly reliable, and this Taoist temple is quite unique, so survival doesn't seem to be a big problem.
Today, there seemed to be some noise coming from the small Taoist temple. A thick brocade curtain was set up among the pavilions in the courtyard to create a circle for shelter from the wind, and some stoves were added to heat the temples.
The air inside the warm curtain, the servants on the side are busy, in addition to bringing some vegetarian wine and vegetables in and out, they also have to be careful from time to time whether the stove is contaminated with moisture and whether there is smoke intrusion, even if each one
I was so disgraced by the smoke outside that I didn't dare to cough for fear of disturbing the distinguished guests inside.
There were not many people sitting inside the curtain.
In the middle are two middle-aged scribes, Eguan Bodai. Even in the cold winter, they are not wearing common leather robes, but are wearing brocade clothes. Looking at the style, they look like the so-called "down jackets" that have just emerged in Pingyang in the past two years.
", without the bloated appearance, he is refreshing and chic. One person is in his forties or fifty, has a good appearance, a calm demeanor, a fairer body shape, and a somewhat graceful attitude that has been in the officialdom for a long time. The other person is
He is a little younger, probably in his twenties or thirties, and he has an extraordinary bearing. Although he is darker and thinner, he is full of energy when talking and laughing.
Sitting next to him was a Taoist priest wearing a feathered robe and star crown. He looked somewhat Taoist, with a rosy complexion and an immortal air. Although he didn't talk much, he was also having fun when talking and laughing, not just talking.
Huang Ting also talked about some poems, articles, and even some folklore affairs. He did not show any timidity in front of these two scribes, and he was very able to respond to the last two sentences.
One end of the curtain is open, and the view is the view of the stream. Although it is already cold and windy outside, in this pavilion, not only are you wearing warm brocade and down jackets, but you also have a warm water cage under your feet, and there are also warm clothes in your sleeves.
The incense burner warms your hands, and naturally there is no chill at all.
The older scribes pointed to the still green trees in the courtyard and said with a smile: "The Taoist master really has magical powers! Where can he get such a magical power and such a sense of spring? There are three feet of snow falling in Taiyuan City, but there are three inches of spring light here.
.If Taoist God, through human beings, transforms Taiyuan City into the beauty of spring, wouldn’t it be a great blessing?”
The Taoist Master gently waved the fly whisk and said with a slight smile: "Xiao Dao just received some blessings from the Three Pure Ones. How can he have any magical powers? This yin and yang creation is very mysterious. Xiao Dao just saw that this place is unique in the cave and sky. He borrowed the earth's energy to act like a dragon and a tiger.
This is only possible because of the economic situation, so I dare not take credit for it."
The old scribe laughed and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he turned to ask the young scribe: "Brother Yanyun, I heard that there are winter-growing spring seedlings and green fruits and vegetables in Pingyang. Is it the same as here?
"
Wang Ling and Wang Yanyun nodded and said, "It is true. But..." Wang Ling's eyes circled around the roots of the trees in the courtyard, and he continued with a smile, "It's different from this place."
The old scribe laughed loudly, pointed at Wang Ling and said, "I have heard that Brother Yanyun is very smart, but today I saw it and it turned out to be true!" Then he turned to the Taoist priest and said, "The smoke from the fireworks is still too strong. Look, the tree trunks are broken."
It’s all blackened…”
The Taoist Master was exposed to the trick, but he was not upset. He also laughed and said: "The Taoist is that the real person does not show his face, and the real person does not show his true face. The Taoist priest is just to deceive ordinary people. Naturally, he dare not hide anything in front of the two true gods...
...Although this tree is fake, Suzhai is real... It's getting late, so Xiaodao went to urge Yi and Er not to let these lazy guys spoil your elegance..."
After saying that, the Taoist priest made a gesture and then went to the kitchen to urge the dishes.
Seeing green things in winter is indeed auspicious, but there are also people like Taoist priests who are deceived. The old scribe saw the letter from his son-in-law and was a little worried that his child was still young and was deceived. He happened to come to Taiyuan.
I was visiting friends and saw Wang Ling returning home to visit relatives, so I specially invited Wang Ling here to find out the details.
"So..." the old scribe stroked his beard and said, "Is it true that the fruits and vegetables produced in the plains are not false?"
"Reporting to Duke Jiang," Wang Ling said with a smile, "I heard that your son is also in the academy, how could he not know the details?"
Sima Fang looked a little embarrassed, looked up and smiled, and said: "This matter is a bit unbelievable after all..."
"Incredible..." Wang Ling did not laugh at Sima Fang, he nodded and said, "That's true. When I first met him, I couldn't believe it..."
"So, does General Zhengxi have magical powers?" Sima Fang's eyes flickered.
Wang Ling shook his head and said: "No. According to General Zhengxi, this is a farming technique. Anyone who is willing can learn it. It is not a magical power..."
Sima Fang was stunned for a moment. Perhaps Sima Yi was too anxious when he wrote the letter, or maybe he didn't hear what General Zhengxi said later, so he only wrote about the large amount of vegetables and fruits in winter, and
There was no follow-up content that Wang Ling said. At first, Sima Fang thought that General Zhengxi would use this opportunity to build momentum and create some mystery, so he was a little disdainful. After all, Sima Fang had seen many so-called magical powers in recent years.
All of them are those who deceive the world and steal their reputation. Taoist temples like this one are quite good. After all, they are the type of people who wish to take the bait. Even if they are exposed, there will not be any big problems. But Zhengxi is different. If Zhengxi is established
Isn't the image of a supernatural being just like the three Zhang Bao brothers back then?
Unexpectedly, Wang Ling actually said that Zheng Xi bluntly said that these are not magical powers, and that everyone can learn to copy them. Sima Fang couldn't help but take a long breath and murmured: "General Zheng Xi, your mind is noble, and you are indeed very human." also……"
Wang Ling was silent.
"It seems that after the ice and snow on the road melt, I really want to go to Pingyang for a visit..." Sima Fang stroked his beard and said, "I wonder when Brother Yanyun will leave? Can you give me a ride?"
Wang Ling nodded and said: "Of course there is no objection! I will definitely tell Duke Jiang then..."
"I'll leave it to my dear brother..." Sima Fang said with cupped hands. He turned around and saw the Taoist Master leading a row of attendants carrying dishes coming from a distance. He couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that Su Zhai is ready... Haha, the vegetarian food here has a unique flavor, and I don’t know if it will suit my taste, haha..."
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Juancheng.
Lishan.
Temple of Emperor Yu.
King Shun's Palace.
Yuan Shao hosted a banquet for guests here.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Yuan Shao coughed lightly and said: "I heard that your Majesty was in a lot of poverty in Puyang. He didn't have enough clothes to eat, and he didn't have enough food to eat. I felt very uneasy... I thought that a big man could be like this. The land is so sad and deplorable..."
As soon as Yuan Shao finished speaking, Guo Tu stood aside and said: "My Lord is worried about the country, which is a blessing to the world! Since your Majesty can't get anything in Puyang, you might as well move to Juancheng... Firstly, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Secondly, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. You can also stabilize the world..."
"Move the capital to Juancheng?" Yuan Shao frowned and repeated these words, then turned to look at Tian Feng and said with a smile, "Gongzhi's words seem to make some sense, I don't know what Yuan Hao thinks about it. ?”
Tian Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this. If the capital could be moved to Juancheng, wouldn't this be the strategy that Ju Shou mentioned before to welcome the great emperor from the west, coerce the emperor and order the princes, and the soldiers to fight against the emperor?
Didn't Yuan Shao veto this issue before, so that Cao Cao intervened?
Could it be that Yuan Shao suddenly figured it out?
For Tian Feng, it is naturally better to control the emperor on the territory of Jizhou than to let the emperor fall into the hands of the Yuzhou people. Although it is not clear why Guo Tu suddenly made such remarks, it does not hinder Tian Feng. He immediately raised his hands and said, "What Duke Ming said is true! Moving the capital to Juancheng is the best strategy! We can do it quickly!"
Yuan Shao tilted his head, seemed to think for a while, then nodded and said: "Good! With such a handwritten letter, Mengde can move His Majesty to Juan!"
Tian Feng and Jushu looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes. Then they bowed decisively and shouted: "My lord is holy!"
Guo Tu and others on the side also bowed together.
Yuan Shao laughed, asked Tian Feng and others to get up, then clapped his hands, and was about to let the singing and dancing enter, but he saw the chief secretary Geng Bao stood up beside him, smiled and said with his hands in hand: "Congratulations, lord! What a joy, what a joy. !”
Yuan Shao smiled and said: "The well-being of the world is a great joy... What joy do you have?"
Geng Bao, the chief bookkeeper, raised his hands and said: "At the end of the next year, I was in the Li Mountain. I saw the bright and dazzling light in the mountain, so I went into the mountain to look for it. When I first entered the mountain, it was windy and snowy, making it difficult to move.
After five miles, the wind and snow subsided a little. After another five miles, the wind and snow suddenly stopped. In the rocky valley, there was a box. In the grassy land, colorful butterflies were flying and phoenixes were lingering. It was very strange! So I opened the box and saw
The yellow brocade was in the box, and there were cinnabar seal characters on it. As soon as the yellow brocade was removed from the box, I suddenly heard the thunder of heaven and earth!"
The chief secretary, Geng Bao, was beaming with joy as he spoke, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"...The land of verdant grass turned yellow in an instant, the colorful butterflies flew away in all directions, the luan birds sang high and fluttered their wings in the sky, and the wind and snow roared down again!" Geng Bao, the bookkeeper, said in a measured tone, "...I didn't dare to stay for a long time, and I was in a hurry.
And return..."
Tian Feng touched the cane placed aside. He had some inconvenience in his legs and feet, so he usually carried a cane. He found that his palms were a little sweaty. He glanced at Yuan Shao, then at the chief clerk Geng Bao, and then looked around.
After taking a look at the faces of the other people, he couldn't help but frown.
Xu You clapped his hands on the side and said: "So, there is such a treasure place in Mount Li? People should look for it again!"
Geng Bao, the chief clerk, smiled and said: "There was a heavy wind and snow that day, and all the paths disappeared with it. When the wind and snow stopped, I would go back and find it impossible to find..."
"Oh! What a pity!" Xu You truly felt the pity, shook his head and sighed.
Jushou was hesitant and remained silent without saying a word.
Xin Ping suddenly said: "Master Geng, just now... I heard what you said, there is a piece of yellow brocade in the box? I don't know where it is?"
Geng Bao, the chief clerk, smiled slightly and said: "Here he is! Someone is coming! General, come up!"
Immediately, an attendant was holding a huge lacquer plate, which was covered with a layer of red satin. There was a roll of yellow brocade placed in the middle. There were some red lines on the yellow brocade, which seemed to be the words written on the yellow brocade.
The attendant respectfully brought Huang Jin to Yuan Shao.
Yuan Shao looked around, then slowly stretched out his hand, took the yellow brocade into his hand, unfolded it, pondered for a moment, stroked his beard, put the yellow brocade back on the lacquer tray, motioned the attendant to bring it to Tian Feng, and then slowly
He said slowly: "The word Huang Jin has a mysterious meaning. I don't know what it means. I wonder if Yuan Hao can decipher it?"
Tian Feng first saluted Yuan Shao, then put his cane aside, took the yellow brocade from the attendant's lacquer plate, unfolded it, and found a line of seal characters written on the yellow brocade. The seal characters are probably difficult for most people.
However, it was not difficult for Tian Feng to identify it. On the yellow brocade there were written sixteen characters: "When the red virtue has declined, it should be Huang Yin. It is advisable to obey the will of heaven and follow the people's will."
Tian Feng's hand couldn't help but tremble, causing Huang Jin to tremble as well.
Yuan Shao lowered his eyelids, looked at the dishes on the table, and then held the wine cup, seemingly not paying attention to what Tian Feng was doing...
Guo Tu and Feng Ji exchanged glances, then raised their chopsticks in unison, picked food from the bean plate, and put it in their mouths, as if they were wholeheartedly savoring the delicious food.
Xu You frowned and looked at this and that, took a breath from between his teeth, and then smoothed his beard, his face looked a little ugly.
Xin Ping stared at Chief Geng Bao, and suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some beads of sweat on Chief Geng Bao's head. His heart skipped a beat, and he realized that he seemed to be a little reckless...
The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became strange. Everyone seemed to be busy with their own things, but they also seemed to be paying attention to the movements of others.
Tian Feng took a long breath, and the trembling of his arms gradually stopped. He first arched his hands towards Yuan Shaogong, then put down Huang Jin, grabbed the cane, stood up, and put some smile on his face.
With a smile, he said to Chief Geng Bao: "Master Geng, please come closer. I have something to say..."
Geng Bao, the chief clerk, did not doubt that he was there, so he took two steps towards Tian Feng, raised his hands and said, "Do you have anything to ask Mr. Tian?"
Tian Feng held the cane tightly, and the knuckles of his fingers were a little white. When he saw the chief Geng Bao approaching, he suddenly raised his hand and struck the chief Geng Bao on the forehead with a stick, and immediately hit the chief Geng Bao.
Smashed to the ground, blood flowed everywhere!
"You bastard! How dare you pretend to be auspicious! Deceive the lord! Confuse the public with your lies! Confuse the public!" Tian Feng shouted while continuing to beat the chief register, Geng Bao, with his cane.
There was an uproar in the lobby. Everyone was shocked and couldn't react for a while.
The cane was overwhelmed in the fierce collision and finally broke with a click. Tian Feng became unstable and fell to Jusue. Jusue quickly stretched out his hand to help Tian Feng up. Tian Feng's lips moved slightly, and Jusue suddenly
Eyes widened...
"Stop! Stop it quickly!" Yuan Shao shouted loudly, "Yuan Hao, why are you acting like this!"
Tian Feng threw the yellow brocade in his hand to the ground, pointed at Geng Bao, the bookkeeper, and shouted angrily: "Such villains slander the country, make false judgments, violate the ethics of heaven and earth, and intend to rebel against the court! What is the decline of red virtue?"
?Ah?! The big man is a man of fire, how dare you say that the big man is "in decline"? Such a person is so different from the Yellow Turban thieves of the past! The three brothers of the Zhang family disrupted the country and caused trouble in all directions. I never thought that such a villain would survive here.
, actually trying to bewitch the lord! If the lord falls for this thief’s plan, wouldn’t he fall into the trap of a Yellow Turban thief! He deserves to die! He deserves to be killed! His nine tribes deserve to be punished!”
"This..." Yuan Shao couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Jushu took a step forward, raised his hands and said: "Ming Gong! The people of Jizhou have been deeply harmed by the Yellow Turban! We must not let it revive and poison the country! Master Geng's book contains evil intentions. In the name of auspiciousness, he does dirty things. He can't do it without killing him.
According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, if you don't kill, you can't make the people angry, if you don't kill, you can't calm the people! If you don't kill him, Jizhou will be in chaos! Please give the order to kill him quickly!"
Geng Bao, the chief clerk, was beaten wildly by Tian Feng. His head was covered with blood and his mind was a little dazed. Suddenly, he heard Tian Feng and Ju Sue jumping out and fiercely calling for beating and killing, and even wanted to kill his whole family. He couldn't help but feel
Somewhat panicked, he quickly raised his head, looked at Yuan Shao, and stretched out his hand, "This matter...this matter...my lord...my lord, save me...it's my lord..."
The corner of Yuan Shao's eyes twitched, "Here comes someone! Drag this person who has deceived the public with his monstrous words down! Kill him!"
"Master! Master! You can't... um..."
The chief secretary, Geng Bao, was about to say something, but he was slapped on the cheek by the guard who rushed in. He was unable to speak a complete sentence and was dragged down like a dead dog.
In the lobby, the atmosphere became weird again.
At this point, the banquet could not continue. Yuan Shao was the first to say that he was too drunk and left. The rest of the people naturally lost interest in continuing to drink. They looked at each other in silence, and then talked to each other with their own thoughts.
After leaving, only a piece of yellow brocade was left in the lobby, stained with the blood of the chief bookkeeper Geng Bao...
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"Bastard!" Yuan Shao slapped the table with a heavy palm. Talking about people's will, public opinion, and saying that Jizhou will be in chaos, in fact, they all have the same meaning, which is to threaten Yuan Shao. Yuan Shao is not a fool, how could he do this?
If you don’t understand, how can you not be angry?
Yuan Shao specially chose to entertain everyone here in Lishan, at the Temple of Emperor Yu and the Palace of King Shun. The meaning of this was obvious. As a result, Tian Feng got angry on the spot and even beat up the chief bookkeeper Geng Bao in front of Yuan Shao.
Crazy beating!
This is not a slap on Chief Geng Bao, but a slap on Yuan Shao’s face!
Geng Bao is not from a wealthy family, nor is he a famous scholar, but by sitting in the position of chief registrar, he represents Yuan Shao! The chief registrar is in charge of correspondence and confidential discussions. Although his rank is not high, it does not mean that his confidants cannot be trusted.
, Tian Feng's behavior did not leave any face to Yuan Shao!
And this was after Yuan Shaocai just expressed his willingness to let the emperor come to Juancheng!
What is reciprocation?
What is courtesy reciprocity?
Yuan Shao felt that his face was getting hot, as if he had been slapped by Tian Feng more than ten times!
"Lord..." Guo Tu's voice sounded outside the door.
Yuan Shao stretched out his hands, rubbed his cheeks, took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little, and said in a deep voice: "Gongze, come in..."
Guo Tu came closer, and under the light of the setting sun, he dragged out a long and wide shadow, which seemed to cover up the remaining light in the house. When he came to Yuan Shao, he cupped his hands and whispered in a low voice: "The Tian family is a wealthy family in Jizhou.
…”
"Well..." Yuan Shao let out a long sigh, nodded and said, "I know the meaning of public principles..."
Guo Tu nodded and stopped talking.
Yuan Shao closed his eyes, and after a long time, he suddenly opened them, with a cold light shining in his eyes, "The evil dog bites the master, and his claws must be cut off! Is there any good plan for you, sir?"
Guo Tu nodded, took a step forward, and whispered in Yuan Shao's ear...
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Outside the south gate of Gaoyang City, Qu Yi's tall figure was riding on a horse, but the black cloak behind his back was blown by the strong wind in the wild. Ju Yi's three hundred personal guards were neatly dressed and lined up behind him.
, just waiting quietly.
Although this time it was Yuan Shao's intention to hold a celebration banquet for Qu Yi, the expressions on everyone's faces from Qu Yi on down were not as relaxed and showy as before, but seemed a little uneasy.
Qu Yi was originally from Pingyuan, and later fled to Xiping. However, Xiping was a guest place after all. Qu Yi still wanted to return to his hometown, so he returned to Jizhou when Han Fu served as the shepherd of Jizhou. However, because Han Fu took the
It was a strategy to suppress the right-wing local gentry in Jizhou, so the relationship with Han Fu was always not good. It was not until Yuan Shao died at the east gate that Qu Yi found a good opportunity to stand up and rise.
but now……
Qu Yi looked around slightly. Originally, the total number of Qu's soldiers was close to 1,500, but now there are only 300 left. The rest died in this battle with Gongsun Zan, especially in
In that fight with Baima Yicong, most of them were lost!
These soldiers are all Qu Yi's old supporters. They are soldiers who follow Qu Yi wholeheartedly. They are like brothers. Naturally, they are the personal guards that Qu Yi can feel most at ease with.
Yuan Shao suddenly invited Qu Yi to a banquet in Gaoyang, saying that it was to commend Qu Yi for his contribution in the battle of Gongsun Zan. However, after Qu Yi arrived in Gaoyang, he didn't know why and felt something was wrong.
"...Yan Nanchui, Zhao Bei Shang. The chrysanthemums have fallen, and the village is deserted. Under the Zhang platform, the warehouse is full of bones. There are magpies, who lost their nests and perished..." Qu Yi suddenly remembered this sentence again for some reason, and then changed his mind.
He looked towards the outside of Gaoyang City.
In the harsh winter, the wilderness is desolate, the people are sparsely populated, and the sun hangs feebly in the sky, making it look like it is just barely surviving.
"Hmm..." Qu Yi seemed to have thought of something, but if he really wanted to sum it up, it was like a complicated hemp thread, and he couldn't find the clue.
All kinds of thoughts went over and over in his mind, but he still couldn't come to any conclusion. In the end, Qu Yi just let out a long breath, irritably waved a riding whip in the air, and the horse's four hooves were covered with snow.
His ears perked up and he just let out a long neighing sound.
