Zhuge Jin stood at a small pavilion beside the road, looking into the distance.
There are many mountains, and the desolation of autumn and winter makes the surrounding area feel inexplicably solemn.
The high and low peaks and valleys are like dividing the earth into grids. The world is like a chess game, crisscrossing the mountains and seas.
Although the responsibilities given by General Hussar seemed very relaxed, Zhuge Jin did not dare to relax at all.
General Hussar is setting up a huge chess game, and Zhuge Jin is just a chess piece in this criss-crossing chess game.
And Pang Shanmin is another chess piece.
Exiting Wuguan is the mountain road that allowed Liu Bang to enter the pass.
Rugged and difficult to travel.
Xiang Yu is different from Liu Bang. He has many soldiers who cannot be separated, so he cannot go to Wuguan. Xiang Yu has people, but it is difficult to use them. He ran away from Han Xin, which made Fan Zeng angry to death. But Liu Bang can use people, even reuse those who are entrusted with their lives.
There are many factors involved, but the different origins of Xiang Yu and Liu Bang may have determined everything.
Wuguan Road leads to Jingzhou.
Jingzhou can be regarded as the southern part of the Han Dynasty.
After all, in this era, South Vietnam was a barbaric country.
Jingzhou is a good place, and Zhuge Jin has stayed there. The land there is fertile, with fields criss-crossing the fields, flowers and trees growing in abundance, and streams flowing quietly east and south, until they finally merge into the famous Daze and then into the river.
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Jingzhou is like a transition between mountains and rivers, and Xiangyang is between mountains and rivers. At that time, Liu Jingsheng was even more famous in the world, and his hundred thousand armors made both Yuan Shu and Cao Cao a little cautious.
However, Liu Jingsheng is just like Xiang Yu.
The majestic city of Xiangyang is sandwiched between mountains and rivers, connecting the north and south roads. Although the terrain is not dangerous, it is located on a very critical transportation artery.
However, such a city was eventually given up easily.
Not long after Liu Jingsheng died.
Zhuge Jin sighed slightly.
Like the heroes in the world, like the old man in the world.
Gentlemen, what is a clan?
Scholar, who is he?
Can Liu Biao be called a clan? Can Liu Cong be called the son of man?
Nanyang, Jizhou, Yuzhou and other wealthy families with high surnames own vast hectares of fertile land and countless wealth, but what really makes these families last long is their emphasis on education.
These families pay great attention to the inheritance of education. With a history of three to four hundred years, they have produced countless famous people. Not to mention how many officials of the Han Dynasty, the three Dukes, the Nine Ministers, the prefects, etc. are all these people, and they can only be these people.
So, it was ruined.
Just like Liu Biao and Liu Cong.
"It's all gone."
Zhuge Jin recalled his days in Jingzhou and couldn't help but feel as if he was in another world. Now that he and the gentry children in Jingzhou have long been in two different worlds, he is naturally qualified to feel this way.
Because when Zhuge Jin was in Jingzhou, he felt the arrogance of the gentry children in Jingzhou, so he felt that Jingzhou was not a good place at that time, but he couldn't tell what was bad at that time, he just felt that something was missing, until he waited.
He arrived in Chang'an.
Then Zhuge Jin found something in General Hussar that Jingzhou lacked, Liu Biao never had, and Liu Cong lost...
Stuff is a very interesting word.
It not only refers to direction, but also to people and objects.
It can be real, it can be virtual, it can even be a little interest between men and women.
Just like Qinglong Temple.
Qinglong Temple can be a place, it can be a nickname, it can be the words spoken by Zheng Xuan and others, or it can be the connotation that the General Hussar wants to promote...
Xiang Yu was hard-pressed to return, looking forward and backward, and hesitant, while Liu Bang went into battle lightly, found another way, knew people and made good use of them.
Therefore, Xiang Yu was defeated and Liu Bang was victorious.
And what about the current White Tiger Temple and Qinglong Temple?
The mountain mist blew past, picking up Zhuge Jin's silk scarf belt, and then shaking the treetops and shrubs in the mountains, hehe, hehe, swish, swish, swish, swish...
"Zhuge is engaged! They are coming!"
The attendant who was watching from a distance shouted loudly.
……(^o^)/……
Lishan.
The atmosphere in the observatory for studying astronomy and calendar, which had not been used for a long time, seemed a bit depressing.
These young students, who should have been busy with calculations and observations, are now either sitting in the banquet or leaning against the wall, with slightly uneasy and worried faces on their faces.
Even a little scared.
Inexplicable fear.
Not all the students in the observatory are descendants of noble families, some are, but most of them are ordinary people with lower backgrounds. Some of them were brought by Xu Yue, and some were brought by Xu Yue later.
Among those invited, there are also some disciples who are proficient in arithmetic and have been recruited by Feiqin from the land east of the river in Sanfu, Guanzhong in recent years.
Calculation of scriptures is like the son of scriptures. Those who study scriptures look at those who specialize in arithmetic, just like Lao Tzu looks at his son. As for the more professional astronomical and calendar fields in arithmetic, they are like grandsons.
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Therefore, having such an observatory allows students who have no interest in scriptures but only like mathematics to show off their skills. They don't have to force themselves to smile and study scriptures, and then have to review a lot of essays every day.
It is already a very difficult thing to have to face the hard life of a civil servant.
These students also know very well that they can have good conditions and treatment at the observatory because of Xu Yue's relationship with General Fei Qian. As long as Xu Yue is here, no matter they are ordinary petty officials in Chang'an City,
Or perhaps the so-called nobles who inherited the scriptures did not dare to bully them.
Now, they are in big trouble.
Xu Yue is sick.
Someone from Chang'an Medical Center came over, then left shaking his head.
It’s not that Xu Yue’s medicine and stone are difficult to cure, but the people at Baiyi Medical Center said that this is a heart disease and has nothing to do with medicine and stone. If the heart disease is gone, it can be cured without medicine, but if the heart disease is difficult to cure...
The doctor from Baiyi Clinic prescribed a warming prescription and then left with a sigh.
The students at the observatory were a little frightened. Two or three of them stared at the few Xu Yue's disciples sitting in front of the hall. They couldn't help showing some resentful expressions, thinking that it was probably you who
This guy caused some trouble, which made everyone in Xu feel worried!
If something happens to the Xu family, life at the observatory will be difficult!
Suddenly there was some movement at the bottom of the mountain, and a moment later, Kan Ze hurriedly ran up the mountain path. After entering the observatory, he didn't even wait to breathe more evenly, and asked about Xu Yue's whereabouts and whereabouts.
The condition of his body.
Kan Ze was originally a disciple who studied with Xu Yue earlier, and Xu Yue also vaguely regarded Kan Ze as his successor. Therefore, when Kan Ze came, everyone in the observatory seemed to have found a core.
, came forward to greet him one after another, but Kan Ze was not in the mood to exchange greetings in return. He probably bowed in a circle and entered Xu Yue's courtyard.
After a while, Kan Ze withdrew helplessly, then stood outside the hospital in silence for a while, then turned to ask the student next to him, "What was Master doing before he was sick?"
Here in Lishan Mountain, Xu Yue is like a mainstay, just like the patriarch of the family, and Kan Ze is his closest disciple, so the students on the side did not dare to neglect, and quickly stepped forward and whispered, "
Everyone Xu was preparing for stargazing and moon fixation..."
"Gazing at the stars and fixing the moon..." Kan Ze muttered and repeated, frowning.
Observing celestial bodies is something that almost everyone on the observatory will do. In addition, there was no major pollution in the Han Dynasty, and the quality of the atmosphere was much better than that of later generations. On a clear night, you can see a large number of stars, which are so dazzling that later generations will
Unimaginable.
Under the attraction of such stars, people like Liu Hong, Xu Yue, and Kan Ze began to have daydreams about the distant sky. Generation after generation of observations, calculations, predictions, and verifications led to the creation of the moon phase calendar.
. Especially Xu Yue, he persisted in observing and studying for a long time, day after day, year after year, and carefully calculated the lunar phenomena such as lunar calendar, lunar moon, twilight, solar eclipse, etc. before he could do anything.
The emergence of the elephant calendar.
And this can make Xu Yue sick, or in other words, have a heart disease?
Kan Ze recalled the situation when he entered the hospital to visit Xu Yue, and always felt that something was wrong, because even if he was really sick, Xu Yue would still be able to say a few words when he saw Kan Ze coming.
, Xu Yue was obviously not in a coma at the moment, but he didn't react at all when he saw Kan Ze, as if...
Devastated.
"First follow the instructions given by Master before and disperse. Keep recording what needs to be recorded. Calculate what needs to be calculated. There is no need to wait around here..." Kan Ze looked at the worried people around Xu Yue's courtyard.
, those students who had no intention of doing anything, just gave the order directly, "Let's all do something! If Master gets better in two days, what should I do if I ask you all about the things you are doing and you are short of work?"
Seeing Kan Ze's words, the students around him thought about the same reason, so they all retreated with some worries.
Only then did Kan Ze re-enter Xu Yue's courtyard. He wanted to find out the "truth".
Kan Ze knew that Xu Yue had the habit of recording things, or it was called a diary.
This habit is common to most astronomers. They will record some relevant information after observations to facilitate their own calculations.
Because Kan Ze is Xu Yue's true disciple and a senior official under General Hussar, no one dares to stop him from looking through Xu Yue's diary...
Looking through the records, Kan Ze's face gradually turned pale.
……(｀へ)……
During the Han Dynasty, Zheng Xuan was naturally one of the peak literary and Confucian figures.
There are very few left.
Strictly speaking, Mr. Shui Jing is not at the level of a dean, but his interpersonal communication is at the level of a dean...
Currently, the only people who can compete with Zheng Xuan are Cai Yan, the successor of Cai Yong, and Pang Shanmin, the son of Jingzhou Pang Degong.
Cai Yan has a weak temperament. Although he is full of talents, he doesn't like to argue with others. Most of the time, he says "you are right". When he has time to argue, he might as well read two more books...
So it can only be Pangshan people, and only Pangshan people.
Like Huang Chengyan, Pang Degong was a slightly "rebellious" Confucian scholar.
Therefore, Pang Shanmin also inherited some of Pang Degong's "rebellion". He wore a shabby robe and didn't even have any sachets or jade pendants that represented a "gentleman". He looked like a poor scribe. He doesn't look like a local governor.
If the accompanying official guards had not identified themselves, who would have known that the man wearing old clothes was Pang Shanmin, the prefect of Wancheng?
Pang Shanmin's clothes were very ordinary, but his words were very unusual, and Zhuge Jin was startled when he opened his mouth.
"The hussar is wrong."
"Ha? (*Д*)!" Zhuge Jin's eyes widened.
"It is true that Duke Zheng is well-read in scriptures, and he is extremely knowledgeable. There is no doubt about this. However, when it comes to governing the country, can you govern the country simply by being good at academics? General Qiusi did a good job before. Why did we forget this when we arrived at Qinglong Temple? Although studying and governing a country both refer to "governing", they have many differences."
Pang Shanmin smiled and said, "This is what my father said."
Zhuge Jin took a breath, "Oh..."
"But I think so too," Pang Shanmin said again.
"Ha?!" Zhuge Jin's heart started to rise again after he had just put it down.
"Well, it seems that none of you dare to score?" Pang Shanmin scored three goals through the ball.
Zhuge Jin sweatdropped, "This is true. It's Jin's fault."
Pang Shanmin did not continue to ask this question. As he walked with Zhuge into Wuguan, he changed the topic calmly and naturally, perfectly showing the demeanor and demeanor of an elegant scholar. He did not continue to ask about matters related to Qinglong Temple, but just talked to Zhuge Jin talked about some old events in Jingzhou, and also asked about the current situation of Huang Chengyan and Pang Tong.
After passing Wuguan and entering Guanzhong, Pang Shanmin didn't talk much. Instead, he concentrated on looking at the situation in Guanzhong, looking at the villages, looking at the roads, looking at the bridges, looking at everything around him. He saw it very clearly. Carefully, so carefully that even Zhuge Jin couldn't bear to disturb him.
……(*^__^*)……
The hustle and bustle of Qinglong Temple did not affect Sima Manor outside Chang'an City.
Mr. Shui Jing, Sima Hui, has been slightly ill these days and did not go to Qinglong Temple.
This is normal.
After all, Sima Hui is not young anymore. Although serious illnesses may not occur, isn't it normal for minor problems to occur?
Even Sima Yi took leave and returned to the manor to take care of Sima Hui.
Now, Sima Hui was wearing a big cloak, lighting a few candles, and looking at something.
These are news reports related to Qinglong Temple.
Colleagues are enemies.
We have been together for a long time, and we have been enemies for thousands of years.
Even though I smile on my lips, I still feel a little numb in my heart.
It's like Sima Hui and Zheng Xuan. Don't look at it now. Sima Hui is good at everything. He smiles as if he and Zheng Xuan can wear a pair of pants, um, a robe. But in fact, Sima Hui prefers Zheng Xuan's buttocks.
It's his turn to take that seat.
Sima Yi walked in, holding a basin of hot water in his hand, and then put it down in front of Sima Hui. He wrung out a hot towel and handed it to Sima Hui, "Uncle, please take a rest. You have been looking at it for an hour..."
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These things can be done by servants, but Sima Yi did not.
It's not to show your filial piety, but there are some things that are not suitable for too many people to know.
Sima Hui put down the record in his hand, took the towel that Sima Yi had hot-made by himself, then raised his head, covered his face with the hot towel, and then remained silent without saying a word, waiting for the hot steam in the towel to seep into his tired pores.
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Sima Hui is also getting old. As people get older, their eyesight becomes dazzled and it becomes more difficult to see. Therefore, it is necessary to apply hot compresses from time to time to boost the spirit and soothe the eyebrows.
Sima Yi slowly sat aside and waited silently without any dissatisfaction.
Mr. Shui Jing waited for the heat to subside a little, then began to scrub his old face carefully. The wrinkles on his face became deeper when the still warm towel was wiped.
"call……"
Sima Hui let out a slow breath.
"I got the news that Pang Gong's son is here..." Sima Yi said slowly.
Sima Hui nodded, "So, Qiusi should be on guard..."
Sima Yi was silent.
"Why?" Sima Hui said slowly, "Would you rather seek help from the Pang family than from us?"
"..." Sima Yi whispered, "The attitude of the hussar has always been impartial... so..."
"What's the point of impartiality? Aren't they all Jing and Xiang's generation?" Mr. Shui Jing said with dissatisfaction, "Don't give me a chance..."
Sima Yi glanced at Sima Hui and said, "Uncle, I'm afraid it's not that we didn't give it, but that we didn't take the initiative to go there before, right?"
Sima Hui was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent.
Although Sima Hui said that he did not take the initiative to cause trouble for Zheng Xuan, he definitely did not help Zheng Xuan when he saw him in trouble. At most, he only did it superficially, and the rest was basically fighting.
Therefore, Sima Yi's words hit the nail on the head.
"Uncle, a few days ago, the Zhuangyi Xuan was established in Ba Lingyi..." Sima Yi said.
Sima Hui nodded, "I know this."
"Yesterday, Zhuanyixuan delivered a survey... Well, it means investigation and research, and sent it to the Law Council... for discussion by the Law Council..."
Sima Hui turned around, "What did you say?"
Sima Yi said: "A summary of the countries in the Western Regions..."
Sima Hui's brows couldn't help but frown.
"And...it is said that the next Qinglong Temple lecture will discuss the four directions of China..." Sima Yi continued.
"I haven't been out for the past few days, how come there are so many things happening? The four directions of China?" Mr. Shui Jing couldn't help but widen his eyes, "What does "the four directions" mean?"
"To the north of the Northern Desert, the extreme coldness, to the south of South Vietnam, where insects live, to the east of the East China Sea, to the fairy mountains, to the west of the Western Regions, to the land of barbarians!"
Sima Hui swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then couldn't help but sigh: "This... this is because I underestimated the Hussars..."
The two were silent for a long time.
As a result, the hot water in the copper basin gradually lost its temperature.
"Hussar, he is still a hussar after all..." Sima Hui sighed softly, "The name I gave him is absolutely correct... Okay, let's rest early. Tomorrow... we will go to Qinglong tomorrow."
Temple!』
Sima Hui stood up, with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the back hall, shaking his head and saying, "Since there are four sides of China, there is no need to stick to the length of the dispute here... Hussar, haha, haha, Hussar
