MTL - Farmer of Shu Han-Chapter 1262 After being promoted

  Chapter 1262 After being promoted

   It is a great joy to be promoted to an official position.

  Father and son are promoted together, it is a great joy.

   It's just that in the eyes of outsiders, it should be a day of joy and celebration for the entire Feng family, but the backyard of the mansion is full of chaos.

  Madam You wanted to beat Hua Xiaowu herself on the grounds that Hua Xiaowu was superior and humble.

  The flower garland means that I am the wife of General Zhendong's mansion, not the concubine of Da Sima's mansion.

   Besides, I'm a barbarian from Nanzhong, I don't understand etiquette!

  I dare not fight back, can't I still run?

  So the two women chased one and ran away.

   "Don't run!"

   "Then don't chase me! I won't run until you hit me!"

  When the servants saw it, they avoided it one after another.

  Guan Sheng, who had just been promoted to the Marquis of Yongshou Neiting, was only a little over two years old, and his nickname was Azhi. He pointed his little finger at the two men who were chasing and fleeing, and shouted anxiously:

   "Grandma, grandma..."

  Seven-year-old Feng Kai, proudly akimbo, said to Guan Sheng:

   "Ah Zhi, don't call me, you are a prince anyway, you can't be so shameless."

  Azhi: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh's' mum!"

  Feng Kai curled his lips, feeling that he couldn't explain clearly to a kid who had just been weaned.

  So he turned his head, looked at Ah Shun, and said with a smile:

   "Third brother, I'm a Marquis, I have a title!"

   Ah Shun nodded to show he understood.

  A Mo looked at the other two brothers who were the same age as him:

   "Look, the second brother and the third brother don't have any, but I have the title!"

  A Nan and A Bu followed the three brothers and nodded to show that they understood.

   "So, I'm the best of you, you know that?"

  A Nan nodded, and Abu was about to nod, but he glanced at the expressionless third brother, and his head did not move.

   "What's so great about you?"

   Ah Shun asked, "Is the homework surpassing the second brother, or the martial arts surpassing the elder sister?"

  The complacent A Mo's face froze immediately, then flushed red, and said in a choked voice:

   "No matter how good your homework is, no matter how good your martial arts are, what's the use? Isn't there no title?"

   As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind suddenly came from my ear.

"Snapped!"

  A clod of soil hit Amo's head directly.

"who?!"

  A Mo, who was gaining momentum, turned his head angrily, trying to see who was attacking him.

"it's me."

  A Mo, who was originally full of anger, lost half of his momentum when he saw the person coming:

   "Yuan, so it's the elder sister."

   Shuangshuang and Ah Chong came over at some time.

   "Why, not convinced?"

  A twelve-year-old girl, slim and tall, already taller than all the Feng brothers present.

   Even Ah Chong is a little shorter than her.

   Inherited her mother's excellent genes, tall and slender, with picturesque features.

  Especially those eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised upwards, charming and majestic, very personal.

   "Convinced, convinced, how come..."

  A Mo patted his head, dared not speak out, and pretended to be stupid.

   Ah Chong let out a "sneak", a smile that was not a smile, and his strange expression seemed to imply provocation:

   "Hou Shunyang? That's it?"

Huh?

  That's right, I'm already a prince, why should I be afraid of her?

  Reminded by the second brother, Ah Mo seems to have reacted, and his courage immediately strengthened, and he puffed up his chest:

   "You, do you know who I am now? Dare to hit me?"

  Shuangshuang took two steps forward, approached each other, and sneered: "Oh? May I ask what identity Feng Junhou is now?"

   "I, I now..."

   Hey, what did you call me?

  A Mo was taken aback.

  You call me Junhou, don’t you know who I am?

"Snapped!"

   "You hit me again!"

   "If you want to fight, you can fight, what can you do to me?"

   Ah Chong silently substituted:

   "A high degree of martial arts is nothing special, right?"

"Snapped!"

   "You still fight!"

   Both squinted at Ah Chong.

   Ah Chong continued to say quietly:

   "It's nothing special to do well in your homework, right?"

"Snapped!"

   "Sister, I was wrong."

   Both look at Ah Chong again.

   "Because of my lord's merits, I was lucky enough to be granted the title of title, but I have no children left, and I am not in harmony with my brothers, alas!"

   Ah Chong sighed and shook his head.

"Snapped!"

   "Don't fight anymore, sister, I really know I was wrong!"

  The situation is stronger than the people, and A Mo is a man who knows the current affairs, and keeps begging for mercy with his head in his arms.

   This time, Ah Chong didn’t need to urge her with both eyes, and continued to speak:

   "Your Excellency is famous for his knowledge, deters thieves and captives with his military achievements, and binds everyone with benevolence and righteousness. This is why our Feng Mansion is prosperous today."

   "And what about you? It's just because of the shadow of the adult, you dare to speak wild words, you don't respect martial arts, you don't value learning, and you don't respect brothers."

   Ah Chong sighed, feeling a little heartbroken:

   "If my lord and mother know that you are so arrogant, I don't know how to punish you, maybe I don't think you are worthy of this title."

  A Mo was crying bitterly, repenting again and again.

   I don't know whether I was beaten or persuaded.

   "Eldest sister, don't fight any more, and second brother, don't say any more, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

   Madam You, who was beating Hua Xiaowu over there, saw her son being beaten, and finally let A Lang's mistress go.

   "What are you guys doing?"

  Hearing his mother's voice, A Mo, who was begging for mercy, suddenly got excited and got up quickly:

   "Auntie, it's okay, we're just kidding!"

   Just kidding?

   Make a fuss so that someone pushes you to the ground and beats you?

   Facing Aunt Zhang's suspicious gaze, the young lady of the Feng family looked as usual without any fear.

  Feng Jiaerlang's eyes drifted away, as if he was looking at the surrounding scenery, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

  Only A Mo, who was in a state of embarrassment, nodded again and again, and hurriedly explained to his mother:

   "Mum, it's true, we're really joking around."

  If my words and deeds just now were spoken out, I might have to give my mother another whip.

   No, it should be two meals, maybe three meals.

   One meal for adults, one meal for each of the two grandmothers.

terrible!

   At this time, it is absolutely impossible to sue.

  Seeing that her son was beaten up and had to be covered up by others, with a look of no future, Mrs. You was really angry.

  Looking at the twin sisters again, there was nothing they could do.

  As they grow older, Shuangshuang and Ah Chong have reached the point where they are sensible.

  In such a big Feng family, especially when all the brothers big and small of the Feng family are present, everything must be handled according to the rules.

  The parties involved all said that it was a joke, even if it was Da Sima Feng, it could only be treated as a joke between children.

   It is said that Ah Chong inherited his father's intelligence, but Mrs. You knows that the little lady in front of her is the real little devil in Feng's residence.

  Not only inherited his mother's talent, but also inherited some of his father's disposition.

   Don't look like you don't like talking too much, but your hands are extremely dark.

   More importantly, the heart is darker.

  Once she starts beating people, there will basically be reasons that people can't find fault with.

  Obviously, A Mo must have been caught by someone, and he couldn't tell the pain.

   "Don't bully your brother."

  Since she was outraged, Mrs. You didn't bother to mourn her misfortune.

  Not far away, the crying of her daughter could be faintly heard. After saying this, Mrs. You rushed to see her little daughter again.

  In the early years, Feng Da Sima and General Zhendong often went to war. It can be said that Shuangshuang and Ah Chong were brought up, at least half of the credit of Mrs. You.

  Mrs. You is quite familiar with this pair of sisters and brothers.

  Although the sister and brother are often so angry that their chest hurts, they can barely be regarded as their own.

   Not to mention the past two years, the pair of sisters and brothers have indeed gradually gained the self-awareness of elder sister and elder brother.

  Since the elder sister and elder brother have legitimate reasons to teach younger brother a lesson, they cannot forcefully stop...

  It can be stopped for a while, but it cannot be stopped for a lifetime.

   Standing side by side with the aunt, some things, seemingly trivial, are actually sensitive.

  I still had the idea of ​​fighting for the title before, but now...

   Let him go!

  Anyway, from Nanzhong to Jiuyuan, from Pingcheng to Dunhuang, all over the East, West, North and South of the Han Dynasty, as long as there is a Xinghan Association, there are industries in which the Feng family participates.

   Unless the family is exterminated, otherwise, these industries alone, even if there are ten or eight more children, do nothing, and just lie down and divide the family property, it will be enough to feed more than three or five generations.

  If you add the power of Da Sima Feng, General Zhendong, Jun Shunde and his wife, the Feng Mansion is really full of fire, and the flowers are in full bloom.

   If you don't believe me, just look at the rush of horses and horses in front of Feng's mansion. It looks like it's bustling, and it has the potential to surpass the two cities of East and West.

  Lead the army to retreat from the enemy, turn the tide, and return from victory.

  Feng Da Sima has not been able to rest for a moment in the past few days, and he is extremely tired.

   "From tomorrow onwards, the house will be closed. Unless you are relatives or friends, you will not see visitors."

  It wasn't until night fell that Feng Da Sima, who was full of exhaustion, nestled weakly in the chair, closed his eyes, and gave orders.

   "A Langcai was promoted to the position of Grand Sima, but he refused to see his colleagues in the court. Will people say it?"

  Da Sima has a high position and authority, and he doesn't have enough status. It would be nice to be able to pass a door invitation, but he can't enter Feng's residence at all.

   But people always come up with solutions.

   If you can’t get the reception of Da Sima, then take the wife’s route.

  Many people sent their own lords to meet the wives of Feng's residence in various ways.

   It's just that the status of the left and right wives are equally high, even if they have some status, if they want to be interviewed, it depends on the mood of the two wives.

  Even so, Mrs. Zuo still felt a little annoyed.

   It's just that she couldn't help being a little worried when she heard her Alang's order at this time, so she reminded her.

  It was Mrs. You who agreed with Feng Da Sima:

   "What is there to worry about? These days, all the people who should come have come, and the people who should see have almost met."

   "For the rest, it doesn't matter if you don't see them. If you want to be interviewed again, it doesn't matter how many times you see them."

  After hearing Madam You say this, Madam Zuo stopped talking.

  She glanced at A Lang, then at the two concubines standing beside her, and motioned to Li Mu:

   "You will serve Da Sima tonight."

   Li Mu quickly responded.

  Amei is now considered a well-known master of mathematics and a master of the Royal Academy. Her name alone can scare away a large number of ladies who don't even know the multiplication formula.

  In addition to staying in the laboratory obsessively for these years and rarely interacting with people, even if people outside want to get acquainted, there is no way.

  Only Li Mu has a suitable status and a suitable background. He also manages the Feng family's property and often has to deal with outsiders.

  Over the past few days, there has been an endless stream of wives who have come to look for her, and their busyness is comparable to that of Feng Da Sima.

   It's just that compared to Da Sima's tiredness, Li Mu is full of energy and looks very good.

  This ambitious woman believes that her boldest decision back then was the most correct choice in her life.

  Madam Zuo asked her to serve Da Sima tonight, of course she didn't just mean sleeping with him, but asked her to talk to Da Sima about the situation these days by the bedside.

  Madam You still has to accompany her little daughter who is under one year old at night. Seeing that there is nothing to do, she is about to leave first, when suddenly another servant comes to report:

   "Reporting to Da Sima and his wife, there are people outside the mansion asking to see you."

  Madam Zuo has sharp eyes:

   "Didn't you say that there are no visitors in the closed mansion?"

  Madam You hurriedly reminded:

   "Sister, it's tomorrow, the house will be closed tomorrow."

   "When you come to visit at this time, either the visitor is not polite, or..." Madam You turned to the servant in the middle of her speech, "Who is the visitor?"

   "The guest didn't say anything, but just gave us the door card from the house."

   "Hand it up."

   This is a door note sent by the Feng family. If the visitor can show this, it is no wonder that he has to reveal his identity, and let the servants come forward to report.

   "Please invite him to the side hall, I will meet him."

   Feng Da Sima, who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed just now, opened his eyes at some point and spoke.

   "Here."

  Madam Zuo's face was a little unhappy:

   "I can't come in during the day, but I came here at this time of night, and I still hide it. If it's not that people can't see the light, or things can't see the light, you better be careful, Alang."

   Feng Duhu smiled:

   "Where there is day, there must be night, and where there is light, there must be darkness. There are always some things in the world that are not suitable to be said during the daytime, but only in the dead of night. If you are not at ease, you can go with the past together."

   "Your status is different now, I will follow the past."

   Madam You, who was going to see her youngest daughter, thought about it for a while, and then hid behind the screen in the side hall.

  After the servants brought the guests in, Mrs. Zuo, standing behind the screen, subconsciously squinted her eyes, and at the same time grasped her right hand, as if she was ready to go.

  Because the person who came was covered in a black robe, and even his head was covered with a hood.

   Not to mention that in the dark night, even in a side hall lit with candles, the firelight could not illuminate the true face of the person hiding in the hood.

   Only when he raised the hood on his head did Feng Da Sima's expression change, and he blurted out unexpectedly:

   "Pei Gong, why is it you?"

  The person who came was none other than Pei Qian, General of the North, Hou Jianzhen, Pingyang County.

  Pei Qian slowly took off his black robe and said:

   "Da Sima was so surprised, could it be that he was waiting for someone else, so the old man came at a wrong time?"

   Feng Da Sima came to his senses, invited Pei Qian to sit down, and said with a smile:

   "No, I was just surprised by Mr. Pei's outfit."

  Pei Qian said calmly:

   "It's just to deceive people."

  Feng Yong heard this, quickly collected his face, and asked:

   "Pei Gong, do you want to tell Yong about something secret?"

  Pei Qian smiled without saying a word.

  Feng Yong saw the other party's expression, and immediately came to his senses.

  Pei Qian is an important minister of the Wei State who took the initiative to vote for the Han, and he is cautious in every move he does on weekdays.

   Now that he suddenly came to visit late at night, and was dressed like this again, the things he said must be serious.

   "You all stand back, and no one is allowed to approach!"

  Backing the screen to the left and right, Da Sima Feng asked again:

   "Dare to ask why Pei Gong came here?"

  Pei Qian then opened his mouth and said:

   "Can Da Sima know the two hexagrams 'No' and 'Tai' in "Book of Changes"?"

   Feng Da Sima nodded.

  Whether it is extremely peaceful or not, I still know.

   Sure enough, I only heard Pei Qian say:

   "These two hexagrams can be combined into one language, which is called Wu Ji Tai Lai. Then Da Sima knows, what is the opposite of Wu Ji Tai Lai?"

   Feng Da Sima's eyes froze, he picked up the soup bowl and took a sip to cover up, and then said slowly: "Extreme prosperity and decline?"

   "Of course! Now the name of the Great Sima is spreading in all directions. When the Yi people in the south and central China hear it, they are all terrified; when the people of Lianghu hear it, they are like worshiping gods; when the thieves in the east hear it, they fear it like a tiger."

"The young and talented men of the Han Dynasty gathered in the Xinghan Association and called Da Sima their elder brother; many students studied in the martial arts hall of the academy and called Da Sima the head of the mountain; the soldiers in the army were willing to obey orders, and the officials in the court called Da Sima In hope."

   "A father and son, promoted to official ranks on the same day, the emperor's favor is beyond compare, this can be called extremely prosperous?"

   Feng Da Sima took another sip of hot soup and said:

   "Mr. Pei has something to say, but please speak up."

  Pei Qian knew that Feng Da Sima was a man of extraordinary intelligence. When he said this, he believed that the other party had already guessed what he wanted to say.

   Now he no longer concealed it, and continued:

   "It is rare in history that a husband is an extremely personable minister, respected by both the government and the public, and integrates military and government affairs, but he is not taboo."

  Feng Da Sima's eyes have become sharper:

   "It is also rare in history that the emperor and his ministers get along with each other in the past. The good story of the first emperor Yong'an Palace Tuogu, even if it is not unprecedented, and there will be no one to come, but it must be rare in history."

   "Your Majesty today has a benevolent heart and is free from speculation and danger. Between monarchs and ministers, we are blessed with benevolence and righteousness."

   Speaking of this, Feng Yong's tone became severe:

   "But the Son of Heaven is benevolent, this is by no means a reason for a courtier to act recklessly!"

  Feng Da Sima has been in the top position for a long time, and he has led the army for many years in battle. Just sitting there, he has his own power.

   At this time, his voice and expression were all serious. If it was an ordinary person, he would have been disturbed long ago.

   But who is Pei Qian?

  Before he voted for the Han, he was already the minister of Wei Guo.

  With the identity of Shang Shuling, he took the initiative to seek refuge with the great man. This kind of disposition is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

   Facing Feng Da Sima's intimidating momentum, his expression remained unchanged:

   "Your Majesty is certainly benevolent, but dare to ask Da Sima, how does Your Majesty compare to the former emperor?"

  Feng Yong stared at Pei Qian closely, and said in a deep voice: "It's not as good as it is."

   Talent is inferior, wisdom is inferior, and ambition is inferior.

  Maybe, there are seven or eight points of the first emperor? Eight or nine points?

   "Since your majesty is not as good as the late emperor, how can Da Sima dare to say that the friendship between your majesty and the great Sima can be compared with the kindness between the late emperor and the prime minister?"

   Feng Da Sima was silent for a while, and then said:

   "The kindness and righteousness between the first emperor and the prime minister is rare in ancient and modern times. How can I have such virtue? How dare I make such a delusion?"

   Keenly aware of the change in Feng Da Sima's tone, Pei Qian quickly said:

   "Today, Da Sima is as powerful as the prime minister. As Da Sima said, the emperor has never been suspicious. This is a good thing for our ministers."

   "But for Da Sima, it may not be a good thing. If not, why is there such a thing as Wei Yan?"

   Feng Yong's silence became longer and longer.

  (end of this chapter)