Fei Qian put down the scroll in his hand and said, "Please."
Not long after, Little Carrot Head came in.
"Kong Ming, I've read your strategy..." Fei Qian said calmly, "It's quite pertinent, but... it's still slightly lacking..."
A few days ago, Fei Qian asked Zhuge Liang to write about the use of gold in the Western Regions. Zhuge Liang handed in a copy, but Fei Qian still felt that there were some bad things after reading it. He didn't ask Luobotou to change it a dozen or twenty times.
If the radish top is changed into shredded radish, can it still be called Party A's Baba...
Zhuge Liang frowned slightly.
Although Fei Qian's words were not serious, he still felt a little uncomfortable after his well-written policy was rejected. In addition, the young man was also a little arrogant, so he said: "I dare to ask Hussar, I don't know what is wrong."
?』
Fei Qian laughed. He stood up and said hello, and asked Zhuge Liang to follow him to one of Huang's workshops, which had a sign of Mud Workshop. Huang's workshops had several locations in Chang'an. Although this one was not big, it was a research project.
It's very special. It's not about studying dangerous items, but it seems to be ordinary soil with little added value in the eyes of ordinary people.
Under the simple shed built in the courtyard, Fei Qian and Zhuge Liang were looking at the soil.
Baskets of soil.
Various types of soil, grid after grid.
"Tao is the most important thing in a country."
The Tao mentioned by Fei Qian can be understood as morality or the road.
"The Tao connects east and west, and runs north and south. If it is cut off, the connection will be lost, and it will inevitably change over time..."
"To know what it is, you should know why it is so, and you also need to know why it is so..."
Fei Qian motioned to Zhuge Liang to step forward and inspect all kinds of soil.
The little carrot-head Zhuge Liang was very obedient and did not express any rejection of the soil like some nobles. He went up to check it out and even grabbed a handful, squeezed it, and then smelled it.
Fei Qian stood aside, pointed, and said: "Chinese soil can be roughly divided into three categories, one is called clay, the other is sand and gravel, and the rest are mostly in between..."
"This is rough. If it is subdivided, it will be more complicated, such as sand and gravel, including coarse, fine, water, mountain, quarry, etc..."
"If you want to practice Taoism, you must establish its foundation. If you want to establish the foundation, you must first establish its soil." Fei Qian said slowly, "If you choose improperly, dust will rise on sunny days, covering the sky, and it will be muddy and full of potholes on rainy days..."
Fei Qian also stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the soil in one of the wooden grids, then squeezed it hard in the palm of his hand, then opened his palm, "This soil comes from the shore of the Wei River, and is mixed with mud and sand...it becomes loose when dry."
, it is difficult to shape, and it is difficult to shape when it is wet. If it is laid on this soil, it will easily form a track in sunny days, and water will accumulate in rainy days. After repeated many times, the roadbed will be damaged..."
"It would be inappropriate to build the road with sand and gravel..." Zhuge Liang also imitated Fei Qian's example and squeezed it hard, then looked at the loose and open ball of sand, "So, doesn't it mean that we can only use clay?"
?』
Fei Qian chuckled, then motioned to Huang Xu to come over, took the water bag from Huang Xu, poured some into the wooden grid filled with Guanzhong loess, and immediately formed a small puddle, which was visible to the naked eye.
It looked muddy.
Zhuge Liang: "..."
Fei Qian returned the water bag to Huang Xu, then walked to the other side, picked up a green-black brick, and said, "This is mixed slag, river sand, and clay. It is tamped first and then forged in the furnace."
The straight ones are used for road surfaces, and the rough ones are used for roadbeds.』
"This is the method of building roads in Guanzhong. It is the same as that in the north. However, it is not easy to use in Sichuan and Shu. Why?"
"In the pre-Qin period, in order to protect the north, the Emperor of Qin built a straight road, mixed with rice slurry and clay, and tamped it down until the cone could not penetrate. Now, for three hundred years, it is still possible to go straight from Guanzhong to the north...
Fei Qian said, "The reason why we are using this method today is not because Qin's policy is bad, but because there is a good policy now, why not use it? And where did this good method come from?"
Fei Qian pointed to the large and small baskets and wooden grids in front of him, "If you don't see the small, you can't be big. If you don't see the weak, you can't be strong. It was once said in the past that those who govern a big country will cook the small ones.
Fresh, that’s what it is.”
"Huh?" Zhuge Liang frowned slightly, "Han Fei said, "If you serve a large number of people and shake them, you will have little success; if you hide a big weapon and move it by the number, you will suffer more damage; if you cook small dishes and scratch them, you will be thieves.
Ze; if you govern a big country and make several reforms, the people will suffer. Therefore, a wise king values tranquility and does not pay attention to reforms. "...Such things can be compared to cooking small delicacies..."
"In the past, when someone was studying under Lushan Mountain, Pang Degong asked someone about the Tao. He couldn't answer, and he thought hard for a long time, and then he got some small results. Now... I also use the Tao to ask you about the Tao, what is the Tao?" Fei
Qian laughed and didn't explain much, saying, "Don't disturb the cooking of fresh food. This is one of its meanings... Kong Ming might as well think about it... Haha, it's getting late, so let's leave it like that for today..."
...Kong Ming might as well do it himself... I will go back home first. If Kong Ming has made up his mind, he can come back to find me..."
Zhuge Liang frowned, still holding dirt in his hands.
Fei Qian smiled and left Zhuge Liang behind, just like planting a radish head in a pile of soil and waiting for it to sprout and bloom. Shi Shiran left.
Fei Qian has been taking Zhuge Liang with him these days.
Zhuge Liang is very smart, but he still lacks some heat, just like a young radish is juicy and an old radish is pungent. Fei Qian wants Zhuge Liang to truly grow into a more qualified person, or even evolve into an excellent ruler, of course he must
Put some effort into it, whether it's exposed to the weather or adding salt or vinegar, it always takes some effort.
Anyway, it is impossible for Zhuge Liang to act like he did in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms. When he appears, he is "like a fish in water". He raises his hand and burns Cao's army to defeat, and turns around and sprays Dongwu into silence...
Is it more or less a nurturing game, "The Days of the Pig-Raising Brother of the Eastern Han Dynasty"?
Of course, not everyone can raise them this way. Just like how you raise a naughty child, most of the time it will turn out to be a bear. The only difference is that the bear is bigger or the bear is bigger.
Sometimes, children have their own thoughts, and problems cannot be solved by spoon-feeding. Fei Qian still remembers a joke from later generations, that is, when a picture shows the images of the four masters and disciples in Journey to the West, he asked the child
The friend said it was several people, and the little friend answered it was two because the other two were animals...
Therefore, if you directly throw the answer to Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Liang may not be able to accept it. After all, Zhuge Liang is also a person, which is different from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, where he can quarrel with the Lord after appearing on the stage.
But speaking of it...
Fei Qian turned his head and suddenly remembered something.
At the end of this autumn, Sima Yi will return to Beijing to report on his work. What will it be like then? Mars hitting the earth? Or a radish head versus pickled cabbage?
……(￣ー￣)人(^▽^)……
Far away in Jiangdong, there is also a thick and long cabbage, er, early growth.
A young man, wearing a gray robe, was sitting under the crabapple tree in the courtyard, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, and seemed to be reading a book.
The Han Dynasty slips look very big, but in fact they are thick and heavy, but there are not many words. Therefore, reading is actually a very strenuous task. If you just swallow them without asking for a clear explanation, or you can't calm down, there is really nothing you can do.
Can read in.
The young man was obviously very attentive. He didn't even notice a person rushing in from outside the courtyard gate. It wasn't until the person came close to him, panting and blocking his light, that he seemed to react, turned his head and looked over, and said
: "Ah? Brother Mao? What's going on?"
"Brother!" Lu Mao frowned and said, "I heard that villain..."
Lu Xun frowned slightly.
Lu Hao changed his words and said: "...that...that general sent someone here?"
Lu Xun put down the book in his hand and nodded.
"What, what do you want? Are you trying to harm my family again?" Lu Hao asked through gritted teeth with a hint of anger in his eyes.
Lu Xun motioned Lu Hao to sit down, then took Lu Hao's hand and said slowly: "The general wishes to promote me as Xiaolian..."
"What?!" Lu Hao immediately threw his hand away and glared at Lu Xun, "You! Could it be that you agreed?!"
Lu Xun looked at Lu Hao, "I didn't refuse..."
Lu Hao jumped up, obviously very angry, and pointed at Lu Xun, "I, I...you! I didn't expect you to be...is..." Before he could finish his words, his eyes were red,
He held back his tears again and stood aside breathing heavily.
"Brother Mao, do you blame me?" Lu Xun asked Wen Yan, not caring about Lu Mao's rudeness.
Lu Hao turned his head away from Lu Xun, obviously still very angry.
It's no wonder that Lu Hao was angry. After all, it was Sun Quan who killed Lu Hao's father back then. Now Sun Quan wanted to promote Lu Xun as Xiaolian, but Lu Xun agreed.
Although the deceased Lu Jun was only Lu Xun's uncle, before Lu Jun left, he entrusted the entire Lu family to Lu Xun. From a certain perspective, although Lu Jun and Lu Xun were not considered father and son, they were better than father and son.
So his uncle was killed by Sun Quan, and then Lu Xun accepted the olive branch offered by Sun Quan. This naturally made Lu Hao very angry. He thought that Lu Xun had betrayed him, his father, and even the Lu family. He did not immediately pull out the offer.
The sword is facing each other, which is already very restrained...
At this moment, another young man ran in outside the courtyard, Lu Ji, who also had an angry look on his face. Before he could get closer, he said, "Congratulations to Brother Lu for climbing a high tree! Ah, ha, ha!"
The fact that the Lu family has such filial and honest parents is really a good upbringing! As an elder, I am truly honored!"
Lu Xun quickly stood up and saluted.
Lu Ji was younger than Lu Xun, but his backup was older than Lu Xun. When Lu Xun lost his father when he was young, he went to his grandfather Lu Kang, the prefect of Lujiang, and Lu Ji was Lu Kang's youngest son.
Lu Hao also saluted Lu Ji.
Lu Ji pulled Lu Hao over, and then glared at Lu Xun, "Today, it seems that the Lu family is really a small family, and it is really hindering Lu Xiaolian! Mao'er, do you want to follow me, or..."
"Uncle!" Lu Xun stood up straight, with his back straight, "Just give me a moment...forget it, follow me to a place to watch first. If uncle and Brother Mao still have other ideas, Xun will just listen to them!"
Although the heavy rain in Jiangdong has finally stopped, it does not mean that Jiangdong has immediately recovered its vitality. A new market has quickly emerged in Jiangdong, which was severely affected by the disaster.
People market.
Of course, this kind of human market is not a serious "talent recruitment market", but a place for buying and selling slaves, and it will not be opened in the city. It usually chooses an abandoned land with relatively convenient transportation.
Wrap a rag around it, put up some signs, and start trading.
The three people from the Lu family were walking along the road. The shabby people on the road surrendered themselves with straw signs, and some were lying or kneeling by the road with yellow faces and thin muscles, while the well-dressed people were either riding in cars or riding horses, majestically passing by.
On the top of the mountain in the distance, there seems to be an abandoned shrine. I don’t know if there are gods in the shrine. Have you seen the scene in front of you...
There are shacks erected here and there, some of which have collapsed, and it is not known whether there are people who have died of hunger or not, just covered up under them. The refugees who have gathered from nearby are like walking corpses, sitting or lying with dull faces.
Some are still moving slowly with begging sticks, while others are cooking leftovers from nowhere, emitting a rancid smell...
There was a smog everywhere, and all kinds of misery were everywhere. Lu Ji and Lu Hao both frowned.
The air seems to be filled with all kinds of mildew, burnt smell, sweat smell, muddy smell, and the smell of rotting flesh and blood, lingering around, and the bustling place ahead is like a group of flies having a carnival, bursts of laughter from time to time,
There are also various voices of bargaining...
Further away, behind the shrubs, there are some tattered straw mats, with dry and cracked feet exposed. There are rows of corpses, and the corpses are either green and black, or white and gray, or white and gray.
Some of them may have turned yellow and oozed pus, but without exception, they were all naked, with no covering except for the tattered straw mat that might break and scatter if pulled.
Some people numbly carried the corpses onto the truck, and then stacked them high like piles of logs. The skinny limbs protruded from the flatbed truck in all directions, either downwards or upwards, and swayed with the bumps of the flatbed truck.
He seemed to be waving goodbye to this world for the last time.
On the other side, there was a curtain, and there were even some strong people standing outside the curtain, with sticks in their hands. People came in and out from time to time, and they were all neatly dressed like the three of the Lu family.
They would also nod and greet each other, just like an outing in the park, calm and leisurely.
The traffickers who had just nodded and bowed to see off a group of people looked up and saw the three Lu brothers. They immediately put on smiles on their faces and said, "No wonder the magpies are chirping today. It turns out that three nobles are here! Young Wang Erlang, may I ask who the nobles are?"
Are you here to buy a housekeeper?』
Lu Xun neither nodded nor shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first..."
"Yes, yes, take a look, take a look. If the noble people don't give up, let me introduce you to one or two... I'm not bragging, the goods here are excellent! The three noble people will know after seeing it..."
Wang Erlang nodded and bowed. Although Lu Xun didn't say he wanted to sell, he was not impatient at all. As he led the three Lu family members inside, he rolled his eyes. Then his eyes lit up and he took two steps to one side.
, pulled over a little girl of about ten years old, and with both hands skillfully moved the little girl's face towards the three people of the Lu family, "You three nobles, what do you think of this girl? She has delicate features and beautiful eyes..." and then pinched her face again.
My sister-in-law's chin was cold, "There is also a mouth of glutinous rice, fine white teeth, if...hehe, hehe..."
My sister-in-law let herself be manipulated numbly, with no expression on her face, and her eyes were empty.
Why emphasize white and tender teeth?
Because most poor people in the Han Dynasty did not have the habit of brushing their teeth. They were not full after eating, and they were willing to brush the food away. They were hungry every day and had no time to do any personal hygiene. Therefore, anyone with such teeth basically
They all have certain conditions, at least they are considered small families...
Xiaojiabiyu like this was originally well-protected, but in the face of the current natural disaster, it has become a commodity.
"And this...three noble ladies, please take a look, this girl's hair, tsk tsk, is really dark, smooth, and extremely smooth..."
"And this, this, even though this person is young, he can read!"
"And...and this, eh? Why is it dirty?! Get some water and wash it off quickly! You three nobles, look at this skin color, it's as white as jade, if you take good care of it..."
"This, this..."
"These are all fresh goods. It's a coincidence that the three nobles came... If it had been a little later, I'm afraid... hehe, hehe..."
I saw Wang Erlang frothing at the mouth as he kept dragging the girls towards Lu Xun and the others, stroking their hair, and holding up their arms to show them their skin. The youngest ones were seven or eight years old, and the oldest ones were eleven or twelve years old.
Most of the little girls looked good, but they were either a little sallow and thin, or they were so numb that they allowed themselves to be manipulated, or they were pinched and rubbed until they wanted to cry but did not dare to cry, looking like they were holding back tears and holding back tears.
Lu Ji suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by Lu Xun.
"We only need two servant girls, one is the literate one, and the other...is this one..." Lu Xun said, "Besides, are there any literate men?"
"The noble man has good taste! Good taste! Before Mrs. Huang comes over, take these two girls and wash them thoroughly so that the noble man can take them away!" Wang Erlang naturally smiled more flatteringly when he saw that there was a deal, "Male
There are some, but this literate man, this one... is rare. If you want it, I will keep an eye out for you. If there is a suitable one, I will report it to you immediately..."
Lu Xun nodded, then led Lu Ji and Lu Hao out of the talent market, and drove Wang Erlang away by the road. As for the amount of money, it was natural for his subordinates to trade with Wang Erlang.
The sun gradually sets towards the west and hangs like blood on the horizon.
"Have you read it all?" After a moment of silence, Lu Xun suddenly said, "Do you understand?"
Without waiting for an answer, Lu Xun looked at Lu Ji and asked: "Among all the families in Jiangdong, why is it that we, the Lu family, are the only ones who are involved with the assassins? What makes the Lu family suffer this?"
Lu Ji glanced at Lu Xun and remained silent.
When Sun Ce attacked Lujiang, Lu Kang was the governor. Later, Lujiang was conquered and Lu Kang died. Therefore, fundamentally, the Lu family and the Sun family had a feud, and naturally there was a basis for conspiring with assassins to assassinate Sun Ce. From a certain
From a certain point of view, Lu Jun took in Lu Ji and Lu Xun back then, which became the "unwarranted" cause of Lu Jun's death.
Lu Xun turned to Lu Hao and asked, "Why are there so many girls from small families here, but no men from small families?"
Lu Hao opened his mouth to answer, but was stunned before the words came out, and then looked at Lu Xun blankly.
"Do you understand?" Lu Xun sighed, then turned to look at the little girl who was being sent over by the mother-in-law, and said in a low voice, "Just like these two girls, on weekdays, who else is willing?"
Sell? But if you can't sell it now, you won't be able to live..."
