When Sima Zhao came to Chang'an, he did not take the best way.
That is, from Yecheng back to Luoyang, and then from Luoyang to Chang'an.
Instead, they first walked from Yecheng to Jingxing to Taiyuan, then went south from Taiyuan to Hedong, and finally crossed the river to Chang'an.
Not only is the road difficult to walk, but the distance is also longer.
What's more, what people didn't expect was that he actually made it two days faster than expected.
Not only that, but after taking a bath in the hotel, he immediately visited Feng Da Sima, which shows his eagerness.
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"Sir, I haven't seen each other for several years, but I didn't expect that we would meet again. Are you okay?"
Sima Zhao, who was waiting in the living room, heard the words in his nightmare. He looked up again and saw Feng coming in from the door with a warm smile.
He was so shocked that his whole body trembled.
I subconsciously looked behind me, but I didn't see the murderous cavalry.
Fortunately, this is not a dream.
This is Chang'an, not Luoyang.
"Zhao, I have met Mr. Feng."
Sima Zhao quickly stood up and bowed to Feng Da Sima.
Although there is a huge age difference, Feng Da Sima is definitely not comparable to Sima Zhao in terms of reputation or status.
In addition, the situation in Han and Wei was easy to change.
Sima Zhao knew very well that this time he came here was very different from the last time.
The last time I came here, it was a prisoner exchange, with equal status.
But this time, I came to see Luoyang off - this is a nicer way of saying it.
To put it more unpleasantly, it means cutting off the city to seek peace.
This made Sima Zhao, who was already mentally burdened, even more stressed.
"Sir, what do you mean by this? There is no need to be so polite, haha, hahaha!"
Looking at Sima Zhao whose head was about to drop to the ground, Feng Da Sima laughed loudly, stepped forward to help him up, and stretched out his hand to signal:
"Sit, sit down quickly."
Sima Zhao whispered: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."
"Come here, bring my Dianchi tea and let me have a taste."
After so many years of growing, making and selling tea, Feng also had some experience in tea - after all, he was the one whose whole family had been cheated by profiteers.
Therefore, the tea industry in Nanzhong can be said to be booming.
Not only are there large tea bricks sold exclusively to grassland tribes, but there are also high-end teas sold exclusively to the Han Dynasty, and even special-grade teas sold only internally.
For example, the Dianchi tea in Feng’s mouth.
Of course, good tea must be accompanied by a tea ceremony.
The tea lady quickly came up with the tea set, washed her hands, presented the tea set, washed the pot, brewed it, and sealed it...
Full of sense of ceremony.
The tea lady's hands are as white as jade, slender and slender, and her face is gentle and quiet.
Coupled with the special porcelain tea set that looks very precious at first glance.
The water vapor is lingering, and the fragrance of tea overflows.
Sima Zhao couldn't help but hold his breath and was a little dazed.
I have heard before that the Queen Mother Yu once demonstrated this skill in front of the late emperor.
It seems today that most of what was reported is not false.
"In the past, when people mentioned Nanzhong, they only thought it was a barbarian land where plagues were rampant and insects and beasts were everywhere."
"Who would have expected that not only brown sugar but also tea can be produced there!"
As he said this, Feng Da Sima pointed to the Dianchi tea brought by the maid and motioned for Sima Zhao to have a taste:
"Please have a good taste of this tea. This tea is only supplied internally to the Xinghan Society, and is rarely seen outside."
"I don't know how many wealthy families there are in Chang'an City, but they want a lot of money but can't get it!"
Sima Zhao did not expect that Feng would let him taste tea as soon as he came.
How could he do this?
Although I drank tea before, it was mostly ginger tea, and I rarely drank this kind of clear tea.
First of all, as Feng Da Sima said, good tea rarely spreads outside the country, and it is already rare to supply it to the Han Dynasty.
Secondly, although clear tea has become popular among the upper class in various countries, many people are still more accustomed to the heavier ginger tea.
Sima Zhao is one of them.
However, this scene made him unable to help but raise his glass and sip it.
After taking a sip of the good tea that Feng Da Sima said, he immediately felt the fragrance in his mouth and the sweetness on his lips, which made him exclaim: "Good tea!"
Feng Da Sima looked at him with a smile:
"Really? Is it good tea? This Dianchi tea, as the name suggests, is produced in Nanzhong Dianchi."
"Dianchi Lake is the largest lake in Central China. It is surrounded by many streams of water and is surrounded by high mountains, with clouds and mist often lingering above it. It is a good place for tea production."
Hearing what Feng Da Sima said, Sima Zhao's eyes became extremely complicated:
"Da Sima is indeed very knowledgeable."
Then he was afraid that the other person would see what he was thinking, so he lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide it.
Yes, the Emperor of Qin opened the Five-foot Way, the Wu of Han Dynasty sought the Way and poisoned his body, and the world talked about wasting people and hurting wealth.
Now that Zhuge is pacifying Nanzhong, Feng Mingwen is planting tea and sugar cane. What should I say?
I heard that northern grassland tribes regard tea as a life-saving thing.
How many tribesmen are willing to be someone like Feng's dog for that piece of tea brick?
In order to win over the Tuoba tribe in Youzhou, your Excellency even specially collected a lot of tea leaves.
This shows the importance of tea to the grassland tribes.
But such an important thing happened to be in the hands of the Han State, and it was still in the so-called barbaric land of Nanzhong.
If Dawei could also produce tea and brown sugar...
This thought flashed through Sima Zhao's mind, and then he quickly shook his head with a wry smile.
This tea-drinking habit has been spread for a long time, but the only one who can make such high-quality tea is Feng Da Sima.
Not to mention being able to bring out tea leaves to seduce the barbarians.
If Feng Da Sima was born in the Later Han Dynasty, why would the Later Han Dynasty allow Liangzhou to be in turmoil for more than a hundred years?
As for brown sugar, let alone that.
Things like slurry, stone honey, etc. have long been available in the south of the Yangtze River.
But for hundreds of years, who can make brown sugar?
Just when Sima Zhao was having a lot of thoughts, he heard Feng Da Sima ask again:
"Zishang is shaking his head like this, does he think there is something wrong with this tea?"
Sima Zhao was shocked and quickly looked up at Feng Da Sima, shaking his head at the same time:
"No no!"
Feeling Feng Da Sima's inquiring gaze, Sima Zhao explained:
"Zhao was just sighing. Da Sima is really a learned man. He could allow a barbaric place like Nanzhong to produce such good things as tea and brown sugar. Zhao really admires him in his heart, so he sighs."
Hearing this, Sima Feng burst into laughter and pointed at Sima Zhao:
"You can't tell, but Zishang is so good at talking."
"Da Sima has given you the award."
"It's not a reward," Feng Da Sima looked at Sima Zhao meaningfully, "I'm afraid it's because you are so good at talking that Mr. Sima asked you to come to Chang'an twice in a row, right?"
When Sima Zhao heard this, he smiled awkwardly and didn't know how to answer.
Seeing his appearance, Feng Da Sima did not continue to embarrass him, but asked:
"But I don't know why I came here this time?"
Hearing that Feng Da Sima finally brought up the topic, Sima Zhao suddenly perked up and was about to speak, then looked around again.
Feng glanced at him with a half-smile, then waved his hand, signaling everyone on the left and right to get down.
In fact, Sima Zhao originally wanted to change to a more private place to talk, but when he saw Feng Da Sima sitting there motionless and not moving at all, he could only sigh secretly in his heart.
I am inferior to others and have no right to make more demands. What can I do?
Sima Zhao took a sip of water and seemed to think it was not enough. He raised his glass and took a sip of tea before saying:
"Actually, my lord asked me to come here just to bring a message to Mr. Feng."
"Oh?" Feng Dasima raised his cup and took a sip, then put the cup on the table and asked calmly, "What are you talking about?"
"Do you want to take Luoyang?"
Feng Da Sima narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his hand slightly on the table, and touched the tea cup at hand.
After staring at Sima Zhao for a while, which made Sima Zhao feel a little uneasy, Feng Da Sima finally said:
"Is this what Mr. Sima meant?"
Sima Zhao smiled bitterly:
"Of course it is. Otherwise, would Zhao still dare to say this to Feng Jun in private?"
Feng Da Sima did not speak, but looked at Sima Zhao quietly. Suddenly, there was silence between the two of them.
I don’t know how long it took, but Feng Dasima suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears:
"As expected of Sima Zhongda!"
Exactly the same as Sima Yi in history.
Know the current affairs, be patient and decisive.
At first, Cao Cao was unwilling to serve as an official, so he pretended to be ill. When he heard that he was going to be imprisoned, he quickly took up his post.
If you can win, you can march 1,200 miles in eight days; if you can't, you can dress up as a woman and fight for thousands of miles.
Even when faced with a pig like Cao Shuang, he could remain silent and wait for the opportunity.
In this dimension, Sima Yi still has the same style.
Knowing that he could not defeat him, even with an army of 200,000 at hand, he could ignore the urging of the Wei puppet emperor in Luoyang from behind and abandon Guanzhong.
Now that he knew he couldn't defend Luoyang, he simply gave it away.
If you despise this person because of this, you will pay the price if you are not careful.
Cao Shuang in the original history and Wei Yan in this plane are role models.
Seeing Feng Da Sima laughing so much, Sima Zhao was a little confused and didn't know why Feng Da Sima said this:
"Why is Mr. Feng laughing?"
"Nothing." Feng Da Sima wiped the corners of his eyes, rubbed his cheeks, and tried to get himself back to normal, "I'm afraid Mr. Sima won't give up Luoyang so easily, right? I don't know what the requirements are? Please tell me, Zishang.
No problem."
Sima Zhao looked a little confused:
"As Grand Sima said, I would like to use the city of Luoyang in exchange for a new road."
When Feng Da Sima heard this, he was immediately curious: "Road? What road?"
"The trade route from Taiyuan to Yecheng."
"The trade route from Taiyuan to Yecheng?" Feng Da Sima repeated, and he immediately understood, "Does Mr. Sima want us to let go of Jingxing and allow caravans to travel?"
"Exactly."
Among the eight stretches of Taihang, the best one to take is Jingxing.
This road is also the key road to merge the two states of Hebei.
Qin took this path to destroy Zhao.
After the death of Qin Shihuang, Li Si, Zhao Gao and others also used this road to transport the body back to Xianyang.
Han Xin defeated Zhao and destroyed Dai, so he still followed this path...
The Last Stand refers to this battle.
There are rumors in the world that "Wu'anjun's Art of War" in the hands of someone Feng was given to Han Xin by Li Zuoche after this battle.
"I don't understand. Now Luoyang is still in the hands of Sima Gong. There are countless caravans from Chang'an going to Luoyang openly and secretly."
Feng Da Sima asked with some confusion, "You know, the caravan is willing to go from Chang'an to Luoyang, but it may not be willing to take a detour to Taiyuan."
In the past, when Hangu Pass was still in the hands of Wei, both Han and Wei openly censored the caravans traveling on the ancient Weihan Road.
As a result, many caravans smuggled goods from Maojin Ancient Ferry and other places in order to avoid inspection.
That's why the Tiger Guards sneaked into Maojin and Mi Langjun met them at night.
Now that Hangu Pass is lost, Luoyang has almost become an undefended city for the Wei State.
Who should be released, how many should be released, and when should be released are all decided by the big man.
Under the deliberate indulgence of the big man, the number of caravans coming and going increased day by day.
Under such circumstances, Sima Yi actually wanted to open an additional business road, which really surprised Feng Da Sima.
Isn't he afraid of another Mao Jindu Incident?
Even if you learn lessons and take strict precautions, the risk will increase as soon as the barrier opens.
With Sima Yi's old turtle temperament, it is impossible not to see this.
Picture what?
Is it possible that the incident in Xuchang was leaked, or did it reach Sima Yi's ears so quickly?
It shouldn’t be!
I only heard Sima Zhao reply:
"Based on the current situation, Luoyang seems to be in the Wei Dynasty, but in fact it is in the Han Dynasty. Does Feng Jun really not know?"
Instead of waiting to lose Luoyang and lose the initiative on the trade route with Chang'an, it is better to take the initiative to establish another trade route unique to Yecheng to be prepared.
Feng Dasima vaguely guessed something and unconsciously turned the tea cup in his hand.
Luoyang is also the old capital of the Han Dynasty.
If we could capture a complete Luoyang without casualties, it would be a very big temptation for the Han Dynasty.
Especially for Adou, this is definitely something worth going to the ancestral temple to worship and tell the Liu family's ancestors.
But things in Xuchang have not been arranged yet.
The timing of Sima Yi giving such a big gift is very coincidental and worth pondering.
This made Feng a little hesitant.
If you don't agree, you will definitely be criticized.
It will even provide evidence for the rumor spread some time ago that the rebels were self-respecting and deliberately avoided taking Luoyang for the sake of business.
But if you agree, it will inevitably affect things in Xuchang.
And it may affect business penetration into Nanyang, Xuchang and other places.
Taking Luoyang, which was already in the man's pocket, in exchange for the risk of not knowing Sima Yi's final plan, and the changes in Xuchang's plan.
This made Feng Da Sima feel unwilling again.
As expected, this old thief Sima can always hit the key points.
After thinking about it, Feng Da Sima finally said to Sima Zhao:
"This matter is of great importance. I am afraid that I alone cannot make a hasty decision. Your Majesty, please go back for the time being and allow me to report to your Majesty tomorrow for discussion."
When Sima Zhao heard this, he immediately became anxious and quickly reminded:
"Da Sima, this matter is a secret matter. It must not be documented and must not be leaked. Otherwise..."
Halfway through, Sima Zhao seemed to have no idea what to say next.
To put it lightly, the other party will not pay attention at all.
If you say it seriously, the other party won't pay attention at all.
Feng Da Sima seemed to see Sima Zhao's difficulty, and asked with a half-smile: "Otherwise, does Sima Gong want to defend Luoyang to the end?"
Sima Zhao was embarrassed.
"Don't worry, sir. Mr. Sima didn't make a big deal about the prisoner exchange last time. I accept his kindness, and I won't be a bad person this time."
Although Feng Da Sima was already making arrangements for the Kingdom of Wu, the Han Dynasty was not yet ready to advance eastward.
Not enough money and food.
There are not enough reserve officials.
The New Deal has been implemented for more than half of the time and has not yet been completed.
Still need to wait a little longer.
The most important thing is that with Sima Old Turtle's caution, it is absolutely impossible to leave any obvious clues on this matter.
Even if Luoyang is given up, I will probably have to cooperate with him in a play.
It would be unsatisfactory to force him to make a fake show and actually do it. Of course, if the fake show was really profitable, Feng Da Sima wouldn't mind doing it with real swords and guns.
