But it was said that Mr. Fan Cheng, the first aide of the King of Lu, wanted to seek talents for his lord, and sought out Jia Huan. Jia Huan took advantage of the invitation to dinner to show off his knowledge, which further attracted Fan Cheng to seek talents for his lord.
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After lunch, Fan Cheng immediately went to the Prince of Lu's Mansion and reported this person back to Prince of Lu in detail. Zeng Chun, the uncle of Prince of Lu, urged him to prepare a carriage and horses to visit Zhao San, but Prince of Lu said: "He has already
I have refused. Even if I want to visit him, it is inconvenient to go now, otherwise I will be too shameless and annoying."
Zeng Chun said: "Your Majesty, sincerity can move people. In the past, Liu Xuande visited the thatched cottage three times and asked Zhuge Kongming to come out to help."
King Lu said: "Zhuge Liang is just putting on airs. He has already decided to follow Liu Bei, and it has nothing to do with Sangu. If Cao Cao had invited him thirty times, he would not have gone."
Zeng Cheng frowned: "Where did the prince hear the gossip?"
"Mr. Jia Cong said it," Prince Lu said. "Last year when we were in Beijing, he and Mr. Huan led me to play together. After listening to the story of Bai Di Tuogu, he thought of this section and said it casually."
Zeng Tong hurriedly said: "Cao Cao is a traitor to the Han Dynasty, and Zhuge Liang is a loyal member of the Han Dynasty, so naturally he will not help him."
King Lu said: "No. Cao Cao massacred the city of Xuzhou and destroyed the Zhuge family in Langya. The two of them had a blood feud. Zhuge Liang specially selected Liu Bei as the leader among the princes in the world, just because he wanted to assist him in destroying Cao and avenging him. It's a pity that the Six Expeditions in the Central Plains
If you don't succeed, you will end up with hatred." These words were spoken by Jia Cong indiscriminately, and King Lu remembered them because he was young and had a good memory.
Zeng Chun was speechless, and after a while he persuaded again: "This Mr. Zhao is really a rare talent. Even if the prince doesn't take this opportunity to accept him, it would be a good idea to go see him and ask for advice."
The King of Lu didn't know what to do for a while, so he fooled them a few words, turned around and found an opportunity to sneak to the back to see his sister.
After hearing this, Princess Jian'an thought for a moment and asked him to explain it in detail from the beginning. King Lu then explained it in detail again. Princess Jian'an stood up and helped the case to think about it for a long time, then asked what the man looked like. King Lu said "Oh!"
I forgot to ask." Then he ordered someone to ask Fan Cheng about Zhao San's appearance, height, shortness, fatness, etc.
The little eunuch who went to ask after a while came back and said: "Master Fan said that Mr. Zhao is seven feet tall, with a heavy back and a heavy waist, a somewhat dark face, and an elegant demeanor."
Princess Jian'an said: "Ask him again, is the third young master Zhao fatter or thinner than the fourth cousin of the Zeng family? Is he taller or shorter? Does his back look like he is practicing literature or martial arts?" Then the little eunuch ran away.
After two steps, she shouted again, "Come back!" The little eunuch came back. Princess Jian'an ordered: "Besides this, let Master Fan write down everything Zhao San said and submit it to the prince. If his father remembers before
I'd like to trouble him to write down what he has to say for a few days, as many as he wants. Remember, it must be the exact words." The little eunuch responded again.
The king of Lu asked curiously: "Sister, what do you want to say?"
Princess Jian'an glanced at him: "You are brave and resourceful, but also steady and dynamic. How can a little kid like you deserve such praise? If it's not to praise you... it's to favor you."
The King of Lu was stunned: "Does he know me? Why does he prefer me?" Princess Jian'an remained silent. He then smiled and said, "It was my sister's idea to exempt me from the salt class."
Princess Jian'an stroked his head and said, "I also have an idea, and uncle also has an idea. In the end, you have to make the decision."
Prince Lu said: "Last year in Beijing, the two Mr. Jia told me that my sister is wiser than my uncle. I must remember to listen to my sister." Princess Jian'an looked sideways at the window and smiled quietly.
It was not until around dinner time that Fan Chengfang wrote out the quotations of Zhao San that he and his father had heard, and personally sent them to Prince Lu's Mansion. He added: "Mr. Zhao San is slightly more enlightened than Fourth Master Zeng, and he is about two circles fatter."
Although she usually wears Confucian robes, she looks like a martial arts practitioner from behind." King Lu didn't know what his sister wanted to do, so he sent her to the Princess Jian'an Courtyard.
Princess Jian'an laughed when she heard "I've gained about two pounds". After reading Zhao San's quotation, she smiled and said to the little eunuch who sent the letter: "Go back and tell your lord, Mr. Zhao San said he was just here for a stroll, no.
We don’t need to be in such a hurry to choose a master. If he is willing, he will come sooner or later. I watch the sky at night and he is a warm-hearted person. If there is anything that you can’t decide or have no idea about in the past few days, take advantage of him before he leaves.
, please trouble Lord Fan to take it to him for advice." The little eunuch wrote it down and left.
The Prince of Lu was still young, "Everything my sister said was right." Fan Cheng was an honest man, "Everything the prince said is true." So Fan Cheng brought a few official documents to the inn where Jia Huan was staying early the next morning to visit him.
I just wanted Mr. Zhao to give me some advice. Jia Huan was happy to help his brother-in-law, and he lost interest in shopping for several days, so he opened it and took a look.
The first case was a case. A rich man died and was left with an eight-year-old son, who was born to his concubine. The woman said that the concubine had an affair with a servant at home and wanted to sell her. The son did not
Yes, he said that the eldest woman had falsely accused his mother. Although this matter was a small matter, there was a lot of discussion among the people. The public said that the public was justified and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was justified, and it did not matter how the officials dealt with it.
Jia Huan said: "What is there to argue about? The lady insists on selling the concubine because she is afraid that her son will grow up one day and the concubine will crawl on top of her. If she sells her son as well, she is afraid that she will
The late husband's brother and uncle are coming to take over the family property. It's all a matter of money and has nothing to do with right and wrong. Tell the eldest woman that the child is already eight years old, not three or two years old. If you sell his biological mother, he will grow up in the future.
She will definitely take revenge when she gets older, and it's not just as simple as climbing on top. It's better for the mother and son to negotiate a peace, each of them will have half of the family property, and the well will not harm the river. If she is willing, let the son give her a divorce letter on behalf of her father and allow her to remarry.
Wouldn’t it be nice to have money free again?”
Fan Cheng frowned and said, "Does this mean that we are going to corrupt the folk customs?"
Jia Huan said: "This is not folk customs, it is human nature. If you are afraid of ruining folk customs and find a nunnery that is not honest - there are honest monks and aunts in the world and there are dishonest ones - let the eldest woman become a nun. After three years
After five months of being out of the limelight, she can return to secular life. She doesn’t even need to shave her head, she can just practice cultivation with her hair on."
Fan Cheng shook his head and said, "That's inappropriate. If that concubine really has an affair with someone else, wouldn't she have wronged this lady?"
Jia Huan said: "It's going to rain. My mother is going to get married. Who cares about such things? That concubine is not the eldest lady from a scholarly family. She has never read the commandment of women. Even if it is true, if she is
If you sell her, this son will still take revenge on the lady one day."
Fan Cheng said: "As long as you explain the truth to him clearly, he will know that it is his mother's fault."
Jia Huan said: "If you say it ten thousand times, he will definitely believe that his mother is unjust. The more you say it, the more he will think that his aunt has framed his mother against the official family, and the more severe the revenge will be in the future. Besides, you will know
Will he grow up to be a just and wise man in ten years?"
Fan Cheng was startled.
Jia Huan said: "If everyone was just and virtuous, how could the world be like this? Mr. Fan, how many people in the world have studied? I'm afraid not even one or two out of ten."
Fan Cheng thought for a while and sighed: "Mr. Zhao's words make sense. With all the world's conditions, there are only a few people who receive the teachings of saints."
Jia Huan said with emotion: "In the past, we brothers thought that if we had free time in the future, we would run some volunteer schools and invite some scholars to teach the children of ordinary people. But now that the world has become like this, we dare not do it anymore."
Fan Cheng's eyes lit up and he asked: "Isn't this a great good thing? Why don't you dare?"
Jia Huan said: "If this is done for a while, then if any of the students pass the exam over time, they may become famous as scholars and offend the princes of various families."
Fan Cheng advised: "Liu Bei, Emperor Zhaolie of the Shu Han Dynasty, said: Don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil deeds because they are small. There is no need for a virtuous Kunzhong to give up such a good thing because of a far-fetched idea."
Jia Huan said apologetically: "We brothers are not selfless people, and we value our own family more than others. Mr. Fan, don't think that Wansheng is a benevolent person. Wansheng does well without endangering himself."
Fan Cheng was indeed a little disappointed, and after a while he said: "Xian Kunzhong is probably worried in vain, why would he do that?" Jia Huan smiled bitterly and said nothing, then asked if there was anything else.
Fan Cheng then took out another one. This time he trusted Jia Huan a lot and took out an important file. Du Dequ, the pacifying envoy of Luzhou, falsely reported the number of soldiers and had no pay for many years. Because he bullied the king of Lu when he was young, his mother
There are no generals in the family, and they are still brazenly spending money on empty wages. But now the soldiers' wages have gone to the King of Lu. Because Luzhou has exempted salt classes in the past two years, the streets have become richer, and he actually said a few days ago that he would recruit more
The new soldiers came. In fact, King Lu had already won the trust. He didn't want to recruit soldiers at all, just to get more free money.
Jia Huan said: "People who are greedy for money are easier to deal with than those who are greedy for power. King Lu is lucky."
Fan Cheng said sadly: "Our prince's hands are now a little looser, and we have more places to spend money."
Jia Huan laughed and said, "How come Mr. Fan doesn't know something that your father already knows?" Fan Cheng was startled. Jia Huan then said, "'It's just cheating. The huge salt tax is gone.
How can those officials tolerate having less money? In a short time, they will have to raise taxes from elsewhere to make up for it. 'It won't be a long time' yet. Even if it does, it can be said that the King of Lu is still young.
Mr. Zeng is pedantic and refuses to raise taxes."
Fan Cheng said blankly: "As you guessed, our taxes in Luzhou are actually too much."
Jia Huan gave him a sideways look: "You are an insider on this matter, and I guessed it. How could Du Du know about it? Do you think everyone can guess it?"
Fan Cheng nodded and said: "This can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."
Jia Huan said: "If we want to cure the root cause, we must recruit another reliable general to replace him, and then use some tricks to make him sick, injured or dead. Does he have any generals under his command who are good but not compatible with him?"
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Fan Cheng was silent. After a moment, he suddenly saluted Jia Huan. Jia Huan was startled: "Mr. Fan, what are you doing!"
Fan Cheng said with tears: "Although my husband and I just met for the first time yesterday, I already know that he is a capable person. My master is young, my uncle is a bit pedantic, and his student is just an ordinary scholar. In today's world, there are no benevolent and righteous people."
If you can stand up, please help me, sir."
Jia Huan sighed: "Mr. Fan, there are many things that I can't explain clearly to you. Anyway, I won't ignore King Shulu. If I help him now, it will not be a good thing for him."
Fan Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the expression on his face, as if there was something unspeakable, knowing that he was afraid of forcing others to make things difficult for him, so he bowed to the ground again: "I am taking the liberty of a student, but I hope you will have some understanding."
Jia Huan hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "Mr. Fan is overly worried. The King of Lu is still young and everything is unclear. The days ahead will be long."
The two of them got closer. Fan Cheng was no longer polite and took out the next item to discuss with Jia Huan. That day, Fan Cheng stayed in Jia Huan's courtyard until almost dinner time because he was too embarrassed to ask Jia Huan to treat him to dinner.
, thanked him again and left.
Fan Cheng casually went into a small roadside restaurant, stuffed some food, and went to Prince Lu's Mansion with the files in his arms. Princess Jian'an had already told her brother that Fan Cheng would tell her to listen behind the screen when he replied, so he listened from beginning to end.
Miss every word.
After Fan Cheng left, King Lu immediately turned to the back of the screen and asked, "Sister, what does this Zhao San mean?"
Princess Jian'an said with a smile: "It's obvious that she has good intentions for you. Just accept it as ordered. What he said is very reasonable. Just do as he says." King Lu agreed.
Suddenly, Princess Jian'an returned to the courtyard, called a clever confidant maid over, and ordered her to quietly go out through the west corner door, take the four boxes of snacks she had made in the afternoon and deliver them to a certain inn in a certain lane, to Mr. Zhao San. "If he asks you something,
If so, don't say anything, and ask him if he has anything to say to the prince."
The maid said: "With white eyebrows and red eyes, what does this mean?"
Princess Jian'an said with a smile: "You just go. They help us work for nothing for a day and they don't get any salary. Is it possible that they don't give us a bite of snacks?"
The maid thought for a while and said, "Then what does it mean it doesn't matter?"
Princess Jian'an said: "If I ask you your name, just tell him." The maid became more and more confused.
She then carried the snack box to give gifts to Jia Huan. When Jia Huan heard from the people below that a little girl had come and refused to tell her whereabouts, he felt moved and ordered her to be brought in.
The maid wished Jia Huan a blessing. Jia Huan asked, "You don't want to tell me where you came from, but do you have a name?"
The maid said: "My name is Can'er."
The maids of ordinary people all have the fragrance of spring orchids and plum blossoms. How could there be such a weird maid name? Jia Huan's boyish heart suddenly jumped into his throat: "Is it the brilliant one?"
Can'er said: "No. My master said, it means having a nice smile."
Jia Huan suddenly laughed out loud: "Does your master also have a maid named Lin'er? Qingyu's Lin?"
Can'er asked curiously: "How do you know, sir?"
Jia Huan smiled from ear to ear: "I guessed it." The Seventh Son of Jian'an... He clenched his fists as he spoke.
Can'er glanced at him and said, "Both sir and master are eccentric."
Jia Huan took the snacks with his own hands and held them in his arms reluctant to let them go: "Thank you, Master, I love snacks the most."
Chan'er originally thought that this Mr. Zhao was a genius, but no matter who got such four boxes of snacks for free, he should ask, right? She blocked him with a sullen face. She had already thought of the words, no matter what Mr. Zhao asked, just
Two sentences: The master does not allow the slave to say anything, and I hope that the master will not make things difficult for the slave. Mr. Zhao must have a very interesting face. Unexpectedly, she stood in front of him and waited for a long time, and saw that Mr. Zhao was just looking at the snack box and giggling, and said curiously:
"Why don't you ask me, sir?"
Jia Huan said casually: "What are you asking? If you have anything to answer, why don't you tell me and I'll ask."
Can'er suddenly lost interest: "Are you two really good at playing riddles? The master also asked me to ask if you, sir, have anything to say to the prince."
Jia Huan thought for a while and said, "Tell him: A wise minister is rare, a capable minister is even rarer, and a loyal minister is the most rare. Mr. Fan Cheng may not necessarily listen to his ideas, but he must be treated kindly."