Unlike the mountains in the Hexi Corridor, where the mountains are silent, the birds are desolate, and the world is lifeless, although the midwinter in Hanzhong County is also completely silent, the sunshine is lazy and warms the heart.
In a rural village, an old man who has been busy for many years is basking in the sun against the wall of his house. His droopy eyes will occasionally open slightly, and he will glance at the play of three or two children not far away, and then he will raise the corners of his mouth to let others see that he is already there.
Several teeth fell off. In the twists and turns of the Qinling Mountains, there are also many young people in groups, holding bows and arrows, walking through the mountains, rocks and trees, hunting for meat for the family's joyful time at the end of the year and New Year's Eve.
The Mianshui River meanders eastward, with frosty white spots and dark green spots on both sides of the river, and crystal branches hanging on the branches.
Many scholars were attracted to come to enjoy the scenery while walking in the snow. Rich families brought their families for picnics, and government officials who had a day off went fishing alone in their boats to relax.
Many years after Wei Wu and Cao Cao moved all the people in Hanzhong away, Hanzhong once again regained its reputation for fertility.
Perhaps, when Zhang Lu took over the territory, "everyone is content with his own home and enjoys his career", this is nothing more than this.
If you actively ignore the sound of martial arts performances by soldiers stationed in various counties every morning, no one will remember that this place is also the front line of the battle between Han and Wei.
Outside Mianyang City, on the slope of Dingjun Mountain, Zhuge Qiao built a separate courtyard.
The hall is not that big, with elegant sandalwood curling up. The prime minister in white as snow sits alone, eyes closed, head tilted slightly, playing the strings with his fingers and playing the piano in a leisurely and leisurely way. The red fire pit is filled with white charcoal and the sunlight penetrates.
Let’s give thanks for the warmth of winter.
It seems that the skills are a bit rusty.
When the song ended, the Prime Minister did not open his eyes, but slowly stretched his fingers.
Also, the last time I played the piano was when the late emperor was still a guest in Xinye.
At that time, Liu Biao was lenient on the outside and taboo on the inside. Therefore, the territory of the late emperor was no more than one county, and he had less than 10,000 soldiers. He was always sad that his achievements were not accomplished and his years were passing away. Therefore, every time when the winter was bleak, he would sit around the stove and have wine with everyone.
Have fun together, but seek some comfort.
At that time, Mr. Guan Hou lowered his eyes and stroked his beard and remained silent, while Yide scolded Liu Biao for being incompetent.
The joking Jian Yong and the honest and elegant Mi Zhuhui repeatedly raised their glasses and chatted with the late emperor over banquets, making everyone happy.
Zilong was sitting upright, sometimes drinking with Yide, sometimes saying a few words in agreement with Jian Mi.
Whenever my uncle comes to this time, he will guard the troops outside and never have a banquet. As for Wen Chang, who has not yet shown his achievements, he should have fun in the military camp with the soldiers, competing with each other in shooting, etc.?
There was also Ma Liang, who had not yet become an official at that time, who often came with wine and meat, just in time for the meeting.
Ha~~
The Prime Minister, who was unconsciously lost in his thoughts, stopped moving his hands.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew into the hall, causing the Prime Minister to open his eyes suddenly.
Looking around, the warm sun outside the house is still the same, and the fire in the hall and the wine are as warm as before, but I am alone, with no one to share with me.
More than twenty years have passed in a snap, and I want to have a banquet with wine around the fire, but it is not the same as before.
Alas, that’s all.
I will never play the piano again!
After extinguishing the sandalwood, the prime minister stood up from his desk, put the harp into a cloth bag, hid it with a utensil, took advantage of the situation to get the warm wine, and poured it for himself.
The aroma of wine fills your nose, and the warmth passes through your throat and into your belly.
The sweet yet sour taste of the machine drove away the ray of nostalgia in my mind just now.
But it was not brewed by the Zheng family mulberry garden in Shifang. After the marriage between the Zhang family and the Zheng family, Empress Zhang asked the emperor Liu Chan to get the taste of this wine, and he made others imitate it.
And every time when winter comes, the officials who come to Hanzhong on official business will be ordered to bring a few altars to meet the prime minister.
"Although the mountains and rivers are hundreds of miles away, I want to drink from them with my father-in-law."
This is what Emperor Liu Chan said.
Therefore, the Prime Minister felt that the taste of this wine was long-lasting and heart-warming, making people fearless of the cold winter.
Moreover, the machine wine gifted by the emperor this time arrived in Hanzhong at the same time as the family letter from the Huang family of Xijun.
Setting an example, the Prime Minister, who had never returned to Chengdu since the war, had no regrets, but he was also looking forward to the arrival of letters from home.
Huang's talent and learning matched those of the prime minister, and he was also good at painting.
When I submitted a letter to my family this year, I actually included portraits of my son Zhuge Zhan and grandson Zhuge Pan.
At that time, the prime minister looked at it and was in a daze for a while.
Without realizing it, the two children who were still babbling and toddling in the past were now nearly teenagers!
Moreover, the two children also wrote letters, the contents of which must have been dictated by Huang. They were all about dressing up in the cold weather, trying to eat more, or talking about the books and biographies they were reading, etc.
It means that the handwriting is not good, the writing strength is insufficient, and it is not straight.
Although it is due to young age, it cannot be ignored.
Ah.
The Prime Minister chuckled softly, raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp, then called for the old man at home to clean up the mess.
Even though the wine is good, don’t be greedy.
If you eat more and take care of yourself more, you may be able to wait for the emperor, Xijun and your two children to meet in Chang'an one day.
Get up and slowly walk out of the courtyard.
Fu Qian, who was leading the soldiers and chariots outside the house, saw him. He quickly came over to salute and asked softly, "Prime Minister, are you returning to Hebei County at this time?"
"Well, it's time to go home."
Nodding lightly, the prime minister climbed into the carriage, smiling like the spring breeze, "Commander Lai, Mr. Ru and all the generals have put their lives into play, and Hexi has won a great victory! Although it is not the time to celebrate, it can be said that Hexi has already won the victory!"
"ah!"
"God bless the man!"
The main reason why the prime minister returned to Hanzhong this time was that Deng Zhi was transferred to Yong'an.
Because Deng Zhi has been stationed in Hanzhong County for many years, and has also commanded the troops and horses after Zhao Yun's death, he is the best general in the prime minister's mind to control Hanzhong. After all, Wu Yi is the same as Wei Yan in the conquest. Moreover, as a big man now this year
The highest-ranking general, Wu Yi, has also been in poor health in recent years, so Deng Zhi was prepared to work with him.
Who knew that Yong'an Governor Chen Dao had found it difficult to manage affairs?
well!
This is also the reason why the Prime Minister once again drank wine and played the harp after the victory of the Hexi Army was announced.
Although the old friends resigned one after another, the successors can shoulder the banner of reviving the Han Dynasty!
In fact, no one knows that Wei Yan dared to transfer Hufu and Zheng Pu to temporarily supervise an army of 30,000 people, which was privately authorized by the Prime Minister.
Otherwise, how dare Wei Yanan do this?
Even Wu Yi and Wu Ban never commanded an army of 30,000 men!
Moreover, the generals who followed the expedition, such as Ma Dai, Liao Hua and Zhang Yi, were all leaders who had led the army since the late emperor. In terms of stability and qualifications, they were more suitable for acting governor than Zheng Pu.
It’s not because I think Zheng Pu is useless.
He is a big man who has long since declined and has no foundation for defeat.
Making clever plans and personally supervising an army in a fierce battle are not the same thing.
If Fazheng, the former emperor Liu Bei, relied on as his mastermind, when would Xun You and Jia Xu, the masterminds of Wei Wu and Cao Cao, personally lead the army to fight?
Three feet of ice cannot be frozen in one day, and an old general cannot be defeated in a few battles.
Although Zheng Pu has made many military exploits in recent years, he cannot yet be called a veteran general, at least he is not yet qualified for the important responsibility of leading an army of 30,000 men.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the Prime Minister is happy.
When he was in Chengdu in the past, he had a vague feeling that Zheng Pu seemed to have the strengths of Fazheng and Guanhou.
There is no need to explain how to plan, that’s all!
How can I not be happy that a handsome man who is supervising the battle is emerging today?
