Chapter 1090: Setting up a temple
The six arts of a gentleman: etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and numeracy.
Feng Junhou only knows one art.
So he is often called a villain by some people, not without reason.
Just like music, since he can’t play the flute or the harp, he only knows one thing: playing the flute.
Of course, I can play the flute pretty well.
The song "Swordsman" made Zhang Xiaosi feel quite emotional.
It’s impossible not to make waves, otherwise, you won’t give Feng Junhou face.
Zhang Xiaosi, who was feeling guilty, did not dare not give Feng Junhou face:
“Alang plays so beautifully.”
Feng Junhou rarely gained the upper hand, regained his composure, hummed, and put away his flute.
At the same time, I thought to myself:
I haven’t played for a long time, so I feel a little rusty. It seems that I need to practice more in the future, otherwise I will be embarrassed if I play wrong in front of Guo Mo.
“When I wrote to Sima Yi, I added a condition that after Wang Shuang returns to Wei, he must ensure the safety of his family.”
After playing the flute, Feng Junhou finally calmed down and his thoughts became clear:
“Not only Wang Shuang himself, but also his wife and children who stayed in Wei.”
Zhang Xingyi was a little confused: "I'm afraid it doesn't make any sense..."
If this matter had not been leaked, Wang Shuang's life would not have mattered.
If someone deliberately leaked the matter, Wang Shuang might not be able to save his life in the end - after all, according to the harsh laws of Wei thieves, Wang Shuang's actions would be severely punished.
“How will you know if you don’t try?”
The extradition that impressed Feng Junhou most deeply in later generations was the extradition of a person named Lai from Canada.
In order to extradite this person back to the country, the country even agreed not to impose the death penalty.
Feng Junhou did this because he wanted to struggle hard and preserve his last dignity.
At the same time, it may not be that he is not learning from the great powers:
Create chips out of thin air, and then use these chips to negotiate with you.
If you don’t agree, then I won’t lose anything, and I may even feel disgusted with you.
But if you agree, then I will make a lot of money with nothing.
So...hey, the great powers are actually myself?
Thinking of this, Feng Junhou seemed to suddenly open up his mind:
“Didn’t Si Niang say that Sima Yi might be testing us, so why can’t we test Sima Yi?”
Feng Junhou sat up straight and looked at Zhang Xiaosi:
"If Siniang's guess is right and there is a gap between Xuchang and Luoyang, then what we are facing now are not all Wei thieves, but some Wei thieves."
Part of the Wei thieves represented by Sima Yi.
Since your reputation may be in danger, why not break the jar and maybe save it?
Hearing Feng Junhou’s words, Zhang Xingyi’s eyes, which had been a little worried, suddenly lit up:
"Luoyang and Xuchang are at odds. This is not a guess, but a fact. This is the news sent back by Mi Shiyilang."
“Sima Yi does not have a rightful position in the Wei State. As long as Xuchang and Luoyang do not openly quarrel with each other, he will be at a disadvantage.”
Mi Shiyilang started the Jingzhou route, although the Hanlong people had not yet returned to Guanzhong.
But as long as they arrived in Jingzhou and had the support of the Xinghan Society, the transmission of news would no longer be a problem.
After all, Dongfeng Express must achieve its mission.
“So this explains why Sima Yi secretly sent someone to deliver the letter!”
As the saying goes, a wise man knows that he will make mistakes.
Since Luoyang secretly sent the letter, Zhang Xiaosi, known as a think tank, has been thinking about how to properly solve this problem.
Because if this matter really develops to the worst possible outcome, the damage to Alang's reputation will be huge.
This worry made Zhang Xiaosi a little restless, restless, and completely lost his usual calmness.
In this state, she was confined to the trap set by Sima Yi, and she never thought of thinking outside the circle.
Alang agreed unexpectedly, which relieved Zhang Xiaosi's most important worries and worries.
With the psychological burden gone, now that Feng Junhou reminds her, it’s like filling Zhang Xiaoxu with mana, allowing her to return to her peak state.
She stretched out her fingers and tapped her lips:
“It stands to reason that if the Wei thieves really wanted to embarrass the powerful man, Sima Yi should have made it public instead of secretly sending someone to send a message.”
After saying this, Zhang Xiaoxu glanced at Feng Junhou thoughtfully:
“Luoyang is at odds with Xuchang, and this time he secretly sent someone to deliver a message, which shows that it is most likely that Sima Yi acted secretly without telling Xuchang.”
"Of course, it is also possible that he is afraid that people from Xuchang will obstruct him."
"But no matter what the situation of the other party is, we can put forward additional conditions and test it out as A Lang said."
Zhang Xiaosi clasped his palms together, making a "pop" sound, and couldn't help laughing like a little fox who stole a hen:
“So Sima Yi’s temptation is true, but the demonstration is not necessarily true!”
In the past, I just thought that Sima Yi was the auxiliary minister of the Wei thieves. This move must have been done to embarrass the big man.
However, he did not consider that this person might have other intentions.
Having figured this out, Zhang Xiaosi looked at Feng Junhou with eyes full of autumn water:
“How about A Lang being my backbone? I have been worrying for so long in vain when A Lang is not around. As soon as A Lang comes back, I have my backbone, and I can figure out everything..."
As he spoke, he moved his body over, leaned into Feng Junhou's arms, and twisted twice.
The breath is soft, warm, and fragrant.
As the saying goes, a little separation is better than a new marriage - except for Guan Hunu, who is better than many consecutive new marriages.
Feng Junhou subconsciously hugged Zhang Xiaosi's body, which was much plumper than before, and swallowed: "Have you figured it out? Where did you figure it out?"
Autumn is crisp and relatively dry, making it easy to get angry.
When you get angry, you have to find ways to calm down the fire. Otherwise, the fire will accumulate in the body and easily lead to various diseases.
Only when yin and yang are in harmony can the government be harmonious and people can be harmonious.
“The harvest in Guanzhong is very good this year.”
Zhang Xiaosi leaned lazily in Feng Junhou's arms, like a kitten:
“You shouldn’t have to worry about not having enough food for winter this year.”
This is thanks to Sima Yi's settlement in Guanzhong in recent years.
Although the Wei army deliberately destroyed many cities and checkpoints when they left, they could not destroy the cultivated fields.
You can’t just sprinkle salt on the ground before leaving, right?
The fields that Sima Yi cultivated over the years are probably the greatest wealth he left to Guanzhong.
As long as you have enough food, everything will be fine.
Secretary Zhang said in a low voice: "The first phase of the Tongguan project is almost completed, and Wuguan can be rebuilt next year..."
Feng Junhou closed his eyes, stroked her long hair, and replied in a long voice: "Wuguan doesn't matter much, you can take your time."
It’s not that Wuguan is unimportant, but Wuguan is actually composed of a series of passes and dangerous passes, and it is a systematic defense project.
This is why Tongguan is more important than Wuguan.
Tongguan is the last barrier in Guanzhong. Beyond Tongguan, you will reach the vast Guanzhong Plain.
But Wuguan is different.
Behind Wuguan, there is another Aoguan in Lantian County.
Wei thieves who want to come from Nanyang County must first break through Wuguan and then break through Yaoguan.
There is also a rugged and difficult mountain road between Wuguan and Yaoguan.
Given the current situation, if Wei wants to re-enter Guanzhong, it will take the whole country's efforts.
Feng Junhou believed that even if Wei Guo wanted to do so, he would not have the guts to march from Wuguan to Guanzhong in a large scale.
Don’t forget, the current Wei State is located alongside Luoyang and Xuchang, and there is also a Wu State to the south of Nanyang County.
If the Wei State wanted to come from Wuguan, it would be tantamount to exposing the flanks and rear of the army to the Wu State and Jingzhou in the south.
Stab the Wei State with a knife, capture Xiangyang, and then annex Nanyang and take the entire Jingzhou into his pocket. Emperor Sun would probably laugh out loud in his dreams.
Now that the Guanzhong army has taken control of Yoguan, the repair of Wuguan does not need to be as fast as Tongguan.
"You are not in a hurry, but some people are." Zhang Xiaosi looked up from Feng Junhou's arms, "During the days when you went to inspect the north, Hanzhong had already agreed to build a temple for the Prime Minister."
When Feng Junhou heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and even sat up:
"what happened?"
It shouldn’t be!
From the murder of Li Miao, it can be seen that the little fat man's treatment of the prime minister should be no different from that in history.
The little fat man in history did build a temple for the prime minister.
But at the beginning, he disagreed.
Later on, people from the imperial court kept urging people to make sacrifices on the roadside all year round. Only then did the little fat man agree to build a temple in the Han Dynasty.
Just because of this matter, the little fat man was criticized by some people, saying that a king is not a king, a minister is not a minister, and it is not in line with the rules.
Feng Junhou also hinted to Zhang Xiaosi that he wanted to advance this matter.
But he was scolded by Zhang Xiaosi.
So in the end, I could only comfort myself. It would happen sooner or later anyway, so I told myself not to be anxious.
Unexpectedly, when I came back from a tour, Hanzhong actually agreed to build a temple for the prime minister.
“Where does Your Majesty plan to build a temple for the Prime Minister?”
“Where else could it be? Of course it’s Lantian County, right at the foot of the mountain where the prime minister was buried, making it convenient for the people to go and offer sacrifices.”
“What’s the reason?”
Feng Junhou lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xiaosi who continued to lie on his chest.
The black hair spread out like a waterfall, not only covering Feng Junhou's chest, but also covering the bed like water flowing to the ground.
Feng Junhou, who entered the time of the sage, was not seduced by the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Although he does not have the political talent of Zhang Xiaosi, he still has some sensitivity after having been in a high position for a long time.
I always feel that something is wrong about the imperial court ordering the erection of a temple for the prime minister so quickly.
Zhang Xiaosi yawned:
“The prime minister has fulfilled the late emperor’s wish to return the old capital, so is he still not qualified to build a temple?”
Of course there is, even if the late emperor's last wish was not fulfilled, wouldn't the little fat man still be established?
"It just feels a bit fast. Could it be that someone in the court suggested it and the emperor immediately agreed?"
Zhang Xiaosi shook his head, his black hair undulating like waves:
“It was not just someone from the court who proposed it, but all the county officials in Shu region wrote a letter, saying that when the people learned that the prime minister had passed away, they gathered on the roadside to offer sacrifices privately.”
“How can the emperor go against the will of the people?” Zhang Xiaosi raised his head again, revealing the white of his neck, “What did I say in the first place?”
"There are people in the court who are much more urgent than you. You don't have to worry about this matter at all. Someone will take care of it for you."
Feng Junhou couldn't help but stretched out his hand, letting the softness fill his palms, and asked at the same time:
“Who is taking the lead?”
“Xiang Chong, the governor of Bajun.”
“It turned out to be him.”
Bajun County governs Jiangzhou, which was originally the home base that Li Yan worked hard to manage. Later, the Prime Minister came to drain the firewood and tried to find a way to transfer Li Yan away, or it could be said to be forced to leave.
Later, Xiang Chong was transferred to the post of prefect.
In that case, the person who can take over the position of Bajun must be the person whom the Prime Minister trusts the most.
What's more, this person's name also appeared on the "Chu Shi Biao".
After all, there are only a few people promoted by the late emperor himself.
Hang Chong is one of the old ministers who were affirmed by the late emperor and the Prime Minister and are still alive.
At this time, he took the lead in writing a letter and suggested building a temple for the prime minister, which was quite reasonable.
“So you must hurry up and repair Wuguan as soon as possible.”
Feng Junhou was stunned.
He really couldn't understand. He was clearly talking about building a temple for the prime minister, so why did he come back to talk about martial arts?
“Oh, you’re so stupid!”
Zhang Xiaosi hit him in disgust and said, "The Prime Minister accepted the late emperor's will to revive the Han Dynasty and return it to the old capital."
"Now that Chang'an has been restored, your Majesty has built a temple for the Prime Minister. Doesn't it mean that Your Majesty is determined to inherit the legacy of the late Emperor and Prime Minister?"
When Feng Junhou heard this, he was immediately shocked.
What the hell!
What is it about a strong sense of familiarity from later generations?
We are the successors of..., inherit...
“Return to the old capital?”
"Yes, after building a temple for the Prime Minister, the next step is probably that His Majesty will come to Guanzhong to offer sacrifices, and then..."
Feng Junhou continued: "Then the capital will be moved to Chang'an."
No wonder they are rushing to repair Wuguan.
If nothing else, this operation is really smooth.
Not only did he act like a wise king who was kind to the public opinion, he also gave himself the aura of inheriting the legacy of the late emperor and prime minister, and at the same time logically promoted the return of the old capital.
Who agrees?
Who is against it?
Logically speaking, moving the capital is a major matter for the country and must be done with caution.
I didn’t see the Wei State. It was clear that the puppet emperor had been staying in Xuchang, but he didn’t dare to openly say that he wanted to move the capital.
Hanzhong's operation has reduced the resistance to the minimum, which can be said to be a huge move.
I don’t know whose idea it was, but it was definitely not Adou’s.
Secretary Zhang nodded: “I’ll see you tomorrow, Alang.”
Then she said with some worry: "It's just that Chang'an is in ruins, and I'm afraid that the palace built in a hurry will be too crude."
It is necessary to repair Wuguan and build a palace. This is no small project.
It will consume a lot of national power and people's energy.
But the benefits are also obvious. As long as the capital is actually moved to Chang'an, Ji Han will have a three-pronged atmosphere.
At least Wei Guo can no longer say with a straight face that he is the right one in the world, the world's orthodoxy or something like that.
Guanzhong and Hedong are both gone, and they’re still hit by the ass!
For Ji Han, returning to the old capital was a very inspiring move.
Not only can the loyal people see hope, but it can also scare those who waver, so that they dare not bet on Wei easily.
The most important thing is that after moving the capital to Chang'an, Adou's position became unbreakable.
"No matter how simple the palace is, Your Majesty is willing to live there, right? When Emperor Gaozu established his capital in Chang'an, he couldn't even find horses of the same color to pull his cart."
Conquered Sanfu from Hanzhong, pacified Guanzhong and then established Chang'an as the capital. This resume is almost exactly the same as that of Emperor Gaozu.
With this resume alone, the little fat man can advance a lot in the ranking of historical emperors.
If we can really take advantage of the favorable geographical location in Guanzhong, we can imitate Emperor Gaozu and march eastward to unify the world.
That is an achievement on par with Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Guangwu.
If this was really the case, he would be willing to live in a thatched house, let alone live in a simple way for the time being.
Even if he doesn't want to, I'm afraid Queen Zhang will try her best to let him live there.
Feng Junhou patted Zhang Xingyi’s smooth back:
“Don’t worry, you can send a message to Hanzhong and ask the palace to send Niuwa over. I will mobilize some engineering teams and craftsmen from Nanxiang.”
With the continuous improvement of technology, the temperature of the furnace fire that Dahan can control is getting higher and higher.
The passing rate of calcined cement coming out of the kiln has not reached mass production, but it is still possible to build a palace for your brother-in-law.
Zhang Xiaosi yawned again and squinted his eyes, probably because he was too tired and wanted to fall asleep:
"Okay, I will listen to Alang. When the emperor moves the capital to Chang'an, our wedding will be put on the agenda, and Alang must prepare early."
Feng Junhou:…
(End of this chapter)