Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 53 Yuan Zhuo's Dance Bo Chi's Qin

  In ancient times, it seems that there was no such thing as retirement when being an official. Either there was a reason to resign, or he kept working until he couldn't do it anymore.

For example, Liu Hong, logically speaking, is quite old, but the court didn’t care about being sympathetic, but was still sent to Shanyang County. Traveling from Luoyang to Shanyang County in Yanzhou is a torment.

Moreover, the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Yanzhou was also a very serious area. Liu Hong went here not only to appease the people's livelihood and resume production, but also to fight wits and courage with the remnants of the Yellow Turban troops who had been transferred to bandits and road tyrants, and even formed an army to wipe them out. It is not easy to take up this position.

  Liu Hong is a descendant of Liu Xing, king of Lu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, but in his generation, under the Tweet Order, it is almost rare that it only makes his official career smoother, and the other effects are really negligible.

  Liu Hong has been fond of mathematics since he was a child, but his arithmetic ability and the growth of his official position were only reused under Cai Yong's recommendation.

First he compiled "Qiyao Shu", then "Eight Yuan Shu", and together with Cai Yong, he supplemented "Han Shu Lv Li Ji". It can be said that the friendship between him and Cai Yong is based on the discussion and wisdom of each book produced in the collision.

  The most gratifying thing in life is to have a confidant who understands you and can talk to you with a common language, right?

   Fei Qian understood the feelings between the two old people, so he went to the side and silently poured two glasses of wine for the two old people, and then put them in front of the two old people one by one with both hands.

  Liu Hong was the first to come back to his senses, picked up the wine jue, and toasted Cai Yong: "Come on, uncle, don't act like a child, and drink this jue!"

  Cai Yong was invited to hold up the wine bar, and the two drank it down in one gulp.

   Liu Hong turned his head and said to Fei Qian: "Ziyuan, you are quite good at arithmetic, but you still need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. It is better to devote yourself to research, and don't be lazy and slack."

   Fei Qian hurriedly stood aside and responded.

  Liu Hong said again: "Your Master Cai Shizhong is very old, you need to be careful from time to time, serve the left and right, so as to fulfill the courtesy of a disciple."

   "Wei!" Fei Qian agreed again, clasping his hands and saluting.

  Liu Hong looked at Fei Qian again, and said earnestly, "It's good for you to be gentle with others, but you need to be careful in choosing friends. I heard that you and Lu Bulufeng went drinking first the day before yesterday?"

  Fei Qian was surprised, your old man is very well informed, "It was a disciple who met by chance, and I feel that Lu Bu Lu Fengxian has been in the frontier for many years, besides—"

Fei Qian took a peek at the faces of the two old men, and found that there was not much change, so he continued: "I feel that the world is in chaos, but my martial arts skills are poor, so I asked Lu Bulu Fengxian for some moves to protect myself..."— You have to find a valid reason for yourself, right?

  After listening, Liu Hong and Cai Yong exchanged glances, nodded, and seemed to agree with Fei Qian's reason.

  Cai Yong said: "Gentlemen have six arts. Ziyuan said so, it's no harm to learn some martial arts moves, but the moves on the battlefield are harmful. You need to be careful."

   There is a huge difference between the scholars of the Han Dynasty and the sour Confucianism of the later generations, the biggest difference lies in the "six arts". In order to better control intellectuals, later generations secretly replaced the six arts of a gentleman from rites, music, archery, imperialism, books, and numbers into "Yi", "Book", "Poetry", "Ritual", "Le", " "Spring and Autumn"-after all, a nerd is better controlled than a person with both civil and military skills.

The record in "Zhou Li* Bao Shi" is very clear: "Raising the sons of the country to teach the way is to teach the six arts: one is called five rituals, the second is called Liuyue, the third is called five shooting, the fourth is called five controls, and the fifth is called six arts. Books, six days and nine numbers." Among them, shooting and control are related to the value of force, not all kinds of books like later generations.

  In the Han Dynasty, many scholars followed the six arts of ancient gentlemen and developed in an all-round way. The famous Ban Chao who threw his pen into the army is the most typical example.

Therefore, when Fei Qian said that his force value was low, and he hoped to ask Lu Bu for some advice to increase his force value, Liu Hong and Cai Yong would feel nothing strange, and reminded Fei Qian that Lu Bu's set of things was more for the battlefield Fighting, too vigorous may hurt the body, so pay attention to it.

   Those who should be instructed have already been instructed, and those who have questions have been answered. Liu Hong thinks that's it, if there is fate in the future, and there is a chance to meet each other, if...

Liu Hong poured a jug of wine and drank it himself, poured another jug ​​for Cai Yong, and said: "Yuan Zhuo is leaving, I don't know when I will hear Bo Jie playing the piano again. Bo Jie is willing to help Yuan Zhuo again." Caress?"

  Cai Yong nodded, his voice was a little hoarse: "Good! Ziyuan, please take my qin."

ah? Could it be telling me to go back to the city to pick up the violin? No, Old Man Cai must have one! Sure enough, Fei Qian went to the carriage where Cai Yong came, and found an antique piano in the carriage.

After Fei Qian carefully hugged the guqin, Liu Hong stretched his neck to look at it, and said with a smile to Cai Yong, "I will give you this Qin, and you will bid farewell to me with this Qin, one peck and one drink, one's destiny... "

  After Fei Qian arranged the guqin and lit the censer, Cai Yong calmed down and sat behind the qin, slowly placing his hands on the qin.

  Everything around seemed to be quiet at this moment, Fei Qian seemed to only hear his own heartbeat...

  I saw Cai Yong's fingers suddenly fluttering like butterflies on the strings, and the continuous notes came oncoming—

Fei Qian only felt as if he was suddenly in the middle of a deep mountain, with the breeze blowing by his side, making the sound of pine leaves and waves, and a bend of clear spring flowing from one side, winding all the way down the mountain, logically speaking, it should be It's refreshing, but I don't know why it feels a little sad...

  At the foot of the mountain is a curved mountain road, circling along the mountain, and at the end of the mountain road, there seems to be a figure moving forward, going further and further...

   Fei Qian suddenly wanted to keep that figure, but he couldn't catch up with him, and he couldn't yell out, so he could only watch helplessly as the figure gradually moved away step by step until it disappeared...

  It seemed as if a flock of wild geese flew over in the sky, making a whistling sound, so I had no choice but to turn this full of sadness of parting into deep thoughts and earnest blessings...

Liu Hong closed his eyes and listened. When he heard this, he stood up and didn't say anything to Cai Yong. He flicked his long sleeves to the sides with both hands, and started to dance, swaying and swaying. An indescribable sense of simplicity, accompanied by Cai Yong's piano sound while dancing and walking out of the pavilion, singing in his mouth:

   "Green Qi caresses the clear voice, generously playing the remaining mourning.

  The long song will travel far away, and I will think about it in my heart.

  Looking down at the Jingwei River, looking up at the floating clouds.

  A good friend stays far away from Biexi, let’s go and don’t linger..."

  Cai Yong's closed eyes and two lines of muddy tears rolled down, and he also opened his mouth to say goodbye:

   "Autumn is cold at the beginning of September, and the morning forest is covered with severe frost.

  俛 looked up sadly, with two lines of tears alone.

  Huang Hu spread his wings and flew, unexpectedly in the sky.

  The mountains are high and the waters are far away, and I have been thinking about it for a long time since then..."

  Amidst the sound of the piano and singing, Liu Hong boarded the carriage, and a group of people followed the official road, gradually drifting away until they disappeared from sight...

   If Your Majesty is happy, I will be honored... But please vote for recommendation, how about collecting this book? The newcomer will run naked again next week, so there is no recommendation, draw a circle to greet someone... Even books that are not Three Kingdoms can be recommended in the Three Kingdoms category, really...

  (end of this chapter)