Chapter 1123. Promotion (2)
"Ji Hanshu" says:
“The emperor ordered the people who came to visit him to announce the imperial edict, posthumously honor the founding fathers of the Han Dynasty, and reward hundreds of officials and generals in the court. Everyone was happy.”
“Only when I heard the names of the late Prime Minister Liang and others, I remembered the difficulties of founding the country during the Han Dynasty and felt the loyalty and righteousness of my ancestors, and my tears flowed like a fountain. Such is the importance of emotion and righteousness.”
“When the emperor and his ministers saw him like this, they were immediately horrified, and they all felt respectful.”
After Liu Yan was awarded the title, the people who received promotions and titles repeated the fixed process without any disturbance.
The recipients of today's rewards are basically generals in the army who have accumulated military exploits in overseas battles over the years.
In addition, it was the first court meeting in Chang'an, and the women's titles were all read out before envoys were sent to deliver the seals and ribbons to the house.
There are also generals like King Jiang Wei who are guarding the key points in the east and cannot return to the court. They either have people be granted the title on their behalf, or the emperor sends angels to read the policy to the army.
For Feng Junhou, what was a little embarrassing in the process of promotion was that not far away from the censor who was holding the seal and ribbon for him, sat the censor Zhongcheng.
This Yushi Zhongcheng's surname is Meng and his given name is Huo.
He has a daughter named Huawan.
She is the wife of Guan Suo, the general of Zhendong, and the lover of Feng Zhongduhu.
At this time, the censor Zhongcheng was looking at Feng Zhongduhu who was being conferred with a complex expression.
If it had been someone else, his daughter would have been able to identify talents when Guan Suo was unknown, and she would have decided to make a private decision for life. In the end, Guan Suo lived up to her daughter and finally became famous.
If it were just the previous paragraph, it would be a template for Nanxiang opera that everyone loves to hear.
Unfortunately…
“It’s just that I was interested in Feng Mingwen at the beginning!”
Meng Huo looked at the knighted Protector Feng Zhong in the middle of the hall, and his heart felt like a knife:
The youngest important minister of the Han Dynasty, who was originally his son-in-law, just slipped away from his hands.
The most disgusting thing is that, even though it is clear that he cannot become his son-in-law, he still refuses to let his daughter go in the end. This is simply not a son-in-law!
Outsiders all said that his daughter had a keen eye and recognized talents, but as a master of Huawan, how could Meng Huo not know the twists and turns involved?
Although walking marriages are common among the Yi tribes in southern China, it is also common for people to know their mother but not their father.
After all, before Grandpa Zhuge came over, each tribe had to find ways to increase its own strength in order to prevent being annexed by others.
Population is the most important basis of strength.
So Meng Huo didn't care whose child his daughter wanted to have.
but…
It is really heartbreaking to lose a son-in-law who is the Protector of the Right Hussars.
Feng Zhongduhu stood up holding the seal ribbon. When he turned around, he accidentally saw Meng Huo's resentful eyes not far away, and he almost staggered in fright.
Comparing the complex thoughts of Yushi Zhongcheng, Feng Zhongduhu’s thoughts are much simpler.
Let your wife marry the other party’s daughter, and then sleep with your wife’s wife—my wife’s wife is still my wife!
It can be seen that the operation of Feng Zhongduhu cannot be performed by non-P Club players with Grade A Zhan Fan.
Now facing my uncle who is called my wife but is actually my cheap uncle, even though Feng Zhongduhu is the ghost king of Nanzhong, I feel very weak in my heart.
Originally, I wanted to linger for a while so that my legs, which had been sitting on my knees for too long, could relax more.
Now seeing Meng Huo's gaze, Feng Zhongduhu trotted back to his seat and sat down quietly.
The canonization ceremony ended earlier than Feng Zhongduhu imagined.
At the time of Shen, the visitors could only be heard shouting:
“Those who have more than two thousand stones and those who have been specially ordered by the emperor will stay, and the rest will leave the palace!”
After receiving the edict, most of the courtiers stood up one after another, walked to the middle of the hall, lined up, paused, and then bowed their heads and walked out with quick little steps (i.e., worship dance).
Feng Zhongduhu watched with envy that the guys were liberated, and then took advantage of this good opportunity to quietly move his **** and legs again.
After all these people exited the hall, Xiao Huangmen and the chamberlain began to carry the cases into the hall, and then the food that had been prepared in the dining room was brought up like flowing water.
Smelling the aroma of food, many of the people who had been hungry for a long time swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.
I have to say that in the entire Han Dynasty, except for the palace of Feng Zhongduhu, the food in the palace is probably the most exquisite.
In October in Guanzhong, the nights are long and the days are short. It is not that cold during the day, but as soon as the sun turns west, the cold becomes faint.
The hot pot is made of brass, the milky white soup inside is bubbling, and it is burned with high-quality smokeless charcoal.
Evenly thick slices of mutton, snow-white fish breasts, fresh deer breasts, perfectly stewed beef, and even bear paws.
As for things like pork, chicken, goose, and duck, that’s not even mentionable.
As for what to drink, there is peach wine, a specialty of Liangzhou, and honey wine from Nanxiang.
Of course, if you want to drink something strong, you can.
There is also rice wine that just came out in the past two years.
I heard that this is a new type of mead brewed from grains. It has a mellow, soft and refreshing taste that makes people unable to put down the glass.
This kind of wine is more popular than the honey wine in Nanxiang.
Compared to the previous turbid wine which was also made from grains, I don’t know how much higher it is.
Ever since Liangzhou became self-sufficient in food, the prohibition on alcohol in the Han Dynasty has been continuously relaxed.
It is definitely not allowed to make wine koji privately. Once discovered, it will be a serious crime.
But if you are willing to spend money and buy distiller's yeast from the government, you can make wine.
The price of distiller's yeast is a bit high. Firstly, it limits the waste of food, and secondly, it includes tax.
Not to mention drinking it yourself, it doesn't matter even if you sell it - as long as you think the wine you make can be compared with mead, rice wine or even rose peach wine.
Without distillation or filtration, the wine made by most people is very turbid.
And the color of the turbidity is random, including gray, gray-green, green, bright green...
It tastes sour, astringent, and tastes different when you drink it.
The difference between good wine and bad wine depends on who can minimize the sourness in the wine.
Not to mention the Han Dynasty, even in the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years later, the wine made by ordinary people still looked like this.
How else could there be a poem about "the wine glass is filled with new wine"?
Let alone the Three Kingdoms, how can it be compared with mead, yellow wine and peach wine?
So even though the ministers in the palace are all pillars of the country, they still can't help but twitch their index fingers when they see these dazzling wines and delicacies.
Beside each table, a palace maid is assigned to serve someone specially.
As for the officials outside the palace, they naturally do not receive such preferential treatment.
But because there is also a hot pot on the table - although it uses coal - there is no need to eat cold food.
After the banquet was arranged, the maid kneeling beside the table and serving asked in a voice like a warbler:
“May I ask you what kind of wine you want to drink?”
“Putao Bar.”
Wine is not Feng Zhongduhu's favorite, but if he has to drink it, drinking peach wine and rice wine is the best choice.
However, Feng Zhongduhu prefers sweet wine, so he chose peach wine.
The chilled peach wine was slowly poured into the jade porcelain cup, the red and white complemented each other, and the jade hand pouring the wine was as tender as green onions - the little fat man was a good playmaker.
The first glass of wine was started by the emperor.
Seeing Adou raise his glass, he congratulated:
“Congratulations to the great man!”
All the ministers raised their glasses and shouted:
“Congratulations to the great man!”
After finishing the cup together, Feng Junhou immediately picked up a large piece of mutton slices from the hot pot and put it directly into his mouth without dipping it in the sauce.
I have been hungry for a day, there is nothing in my stomach, and I feel like my heart is pressed against my back.
Anyway, it’s not his turn to be the first to toast the little fat man.
I saw Liu Yong, the king of Ganling, standing up to raise his glass and said loudly:
“I congratulate Your Majesty!”
The little fat man was very happy and raised his glass: "Drink to win!"
Seeing that Feng Zhongdu was eating in a hurry, the serving maid took out a few slices of meat from the hot pot very considerately, put them into the sauce bowl, dipped them in them, and then blew them a few more times before putting them on Feng Zhongdu. In the protective bowl.
The service is very attentive, at least compared to when Feng Zhongduhu was dining at his own house and had to take the initiative to pick up food for his wife from time to time.
It was a pity that Feng Zhongduhu was too hungry and only saw food. He stopped the palace maid from continuing to pick up food for him.
The food was stingy and I couldn’t get enough.
It’s still fun to eat by yourself.
Every morning being urged by General Zhendong to practice martial arts, Feng Zhongduhu's appetite was not as good as usual.
Like wind and lingering clouds, by the time Wei Yan, who was sitting in front, was congratulating himself, Feng Zhongduhu had already eaten most of the bear's paw.
When Wei Yan sat down, Zhong Duhu wiped his lips and raised his glass. Just as he stood up, the emperor spoke first:
“The Protector of Zhongdu is an outstanding literary talent. On such a grand occasion, why not write an article to remember it?”
"Over the years, the name of Zhongduhu has been spread throughout the world. Thieves are famous and all are afraid of him. However, those who have military skills must use literary skills."
"I haven't heard of Zhongduhu's new work for a long time. If Zhongduhu can write an article at this time, it will be the best congratulatory message."
When Feng Zhongduhu heard this, he was immediately startled and looked at the little fat man intently.
But when I saw that the round face was already flushed, I didn’t know whether it was because he was drunk or because he was drunk.
Or maybe you really believe that your brother-in-law can write a good article on the spot.
"good!"
Before Feng Zhongduhu could speak, the ministers in the palace were already cheering loudly.
After Cao Zijian, the world's civilized power was reduced to one stone, and Feng Mingwen monopolized eight battles.
The great Han Dynasty's civil and military forces complemented each other, which made the Han Dynasty more and more convinced that the Han Dynasty would prosper three times.
Adou decided to move the capital to Chang'an so quickly, which is a manifestation of this confidence.
Everyone's eyes turned to Zhong Duhu, and they found that Zhong Duhu looked a little stunned.
It seems that he did not expect that His Majesty would make this request.
It was just that everyone was in high spirits, and no one seemed to doubt the literary talent of the Central Protector.
But Jiang Wan smiled and said:
“I was not able to come to the formation in person to admire the heroic appearance of Zhongduhu in leading the army to defeat the bandits, but if I could be here and see Zhongduhu writing his composition, it would be enough to make up for the regret in my heart!”
The first glass of wine was taken on an empty stomach. As soon as the drunkenness increased, the atmosphere in the palace began to become a little warm.
“That’s right, that’s right!”
After all, Feng Zhongduhu had been leading the army for many years. Faced with this scene, he quickly restrained his emotions and bowed to the little fat man:
"Your Majesty has your orders, how dare I disobey you?"
"good!"
Some people have already begun to pat the case and cheer.
Zhongduhu took a sip of red wine and then walked to the middle of the hall.
One step…
Which article is better to memorize?
In recent years, he has rarely recited poems and composed poems, because as he became more integrated into this era, things from his previous life were increasingly forgotten.
Had I not written down a lot of things and hid them in boxes a few years ago when I first came here, I would have made a fool of myself in public this time.
Two steps…
Everyone began to quiet down and looked at Feng Zhongduhu who was in deep thought.
Three steps…
After taking another sip of wine, Feng Junhou finally spoke:
“The command of the wind is rapid, and the sound of the sky moves the earth.”
“Drive across Heluo in a long way and drive straight towards Yanyou.”
“The horses stir up the thieves and capture their blood, and the flags curl up and mess up the bandits’ heads.”
“Return to sign up for the Lord and restore the old China.”
“Color!”
Everyone cheered loudly, and the clap of the table became louder and louder.
A poem in three steps, a poem in three steps!
It is really much stronger than that Cao Zijian.
The little fat man was so happy that he almost lost his sight.
The last two sentences simply scratched the itch in his heart, causing him to stand up uncontrollably, raise his glass and say to Feng Zhongduhu:
"Zhongduhu, this cup is for you, please drink it!"
The emperor personally toasted, making all the officials present in the palace envious.
“Thank you, Your Majesty!”
Feng Zhongduhu raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then returned to his seat and sat down.
Regardless of the glances cast by the palace maid, Feng Zhongduhu breathed out a sigh of relief regardless of his appearance.
At the same time, I silently thanked the teacher of the poetry appreciation elective course in college as usual—even though I couldn’t remember his name for a long time.
Even if they can stay in the palace, not everyone is qualified to congratulate the emperor.
Waiting for the qualified nobles and important ministers to congratulate him, he heard the emperor issued an edict:
“Play music and dance!”
At the same time, he also specifically ordered, "Sing the hymn that the governor just recited."
The palace became more and more lively.
Seizing an opportunity, Feng Zhongduhu quietly left the hall under the pretext of changing his clothes.
To the west of the front hall of Weiyang Palace are the offices of central government offices such as the Shangshutai, as well as royal offices such as the Shaofu Palace.
Feng Zhongduhu was familiar with this area for a long time. He was following behind the small yellow door and going to the toilet when he heard someone suddenly shout from behind:
“Zhongduhu!”
Feng Zhongduhu turned around to see clearly the person following him, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Brother!"
There are only three or four people in the world who can make the leader of the Xinghan Association call "Brother", and Zhuge Qiao is one of them.
Logically speaking, the title of Marquis of Wuxiang of the Zhuge family should be inherited by Zhuge Qiao.
But Zhuge Qiao refused and gave it to the little brat Zhuge Zhan.
So today when I went to court to receive the title, Zhuge Qiao came first on behalf of Zhuge Zhan, and secondly to express gratitude on behalf of the prime minister's wife - the prime minister's wife had contributed skillfully to the country and was granted the title of Lord Guangwu.
From the titles, we can see how abundant the martial virtues of Han women are.
“Is your health okay, madam?”
Zhuge Qiao was a little happy when he heard that Feng Yong still called him "Brother", which was no different from before.
Just when he heard the other party take the initiative to mention his mother, he couldn't help but calm down and sighed softly:
"It's still the same as before. Ever since the master passed away, my mother has been depressed and depressed, and her body is not as good as before."
Feng Zhongduhu nodded:
"When I have free time in two days, I will go to the house with Sanniang to visit my wife."
The Prime Minister’s wife studied Lu Ban Shu before, which caused some damage to her health.
Although he was nursed back to health later, he gave birth to Zhuge Zhan at an advanced age.
After several times of torture, the body has been irreversibly damaged.
This is nothing serious. According to her physical condition, as long as she pays some attention, nothing serious should happen.
It was just God's will. The death of the prime minister finally dealt a very heavy blow to her. It is said that she even fell seriously ill in Hanzhong.
The Prime Minister’s wife only came to Chang’an in the past few days because her body has not recovered.
“It’s clearly written with intention.”
"It's right. The prime minister treats me like a disciple, the madam treats me like a nephew, and she treats Sanniang like a daughter. If it wasn't inconvenient, Sanniang and I would like to stay by my wife's side every day and listen to her teachings."
Hearing this, Zhuge Qiao looked at Feng Yong. The expression on his face was filled with relief, joy, and relief:
“My mother once said that one of the proudest things in her life was letting Sanniang follow you. In her eyes, you are different from others.”
"I also know that you are in a high position and busy with official duties, but if you can take some time to see her when you are free, my mother will definitely be happy."
Feng Yong nodded, looked at Zhuge Qiao, and sighed in his heart that this brother is really a rare and honest gentleman:
“Brother, what are your plans for the future?”
Zhuge Qiao was originally transferred from Nanzhong by Feng Yong and temporarily served as the grain and grass officer of the Guanzhong army.
Now that the Liangzhou Army has been incorporated into the Central Army, Zhuge Qiao has also been transferred to Yu Lin Zhonglang General due to his accumulated merits.
But seeing that Zhuge Qiao insisted on giving up the prime minister's title of Marquis of Wuxiang to Zhuge Zhan, he must also want to become a Marquis on his own.
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Qiao shook his head and said:
"I haven't thought about it yet. Besides, my mother is not in good health. I will stay in Chang'an and take care of my mother. It's not a bad idea."
Feng Yong did not agree with his idea:
“The Prime Minister has devoted his whole life to reviving the Han Dynasty. Even if his old man is seriously ill, his wife and you will not be allowed to visit him.”
"Brother is the eldest son of the prime minister, how can he be inactive and not enterprising? Brother, I should carry on the ambition of my ancestors without losing filial piety."
“As for my wife, I don’t need to worry. Since I am now the Protector of the Central Government, I cannot leave Chang’an lightly after I come here. How can I and Sanniang not take care of my wife?”
Zhuge Qiao heard this and knew that Feng Yong wanted to recommend him. He couldn't help but show hesitation on his face:
"This... I am mediocre, I am afraid that I have failed to live up to the expectations of the emperor."
“I was born with talents, so why should I be humble? Now that the Han Dynasty is retaking the old land, it is the time when we need our efforts. Do you think I should shrink back?”
Zhuge Qiao was speechless and smiled bitterly when Feng Yong said this. He pointed at Feng Yong:
"I can't help you, but even if I want to contribute, I have to have a suitable position, right? It's not like..."
“There are many positions, but the Bingzhou Governor’s Office lacks a long history, so I think my brother is a good candidate. If he is interested, I will recommend him.”
At present, the army of the Han Dynasty is divided into two parts, the central army and the local county troops.
The Central Army is divided into two parts. The one stationed in Chang'an and near Chang'an is the central army of the Central Army.
The Central Army stationed in various prefectures and counties is the foreign army of the Central Army.
Foreign armies are mostly stationed at the border, so they can also be called border armies, and are led by generals directly appointed by the central government.
Like Ma Dai, he is currently leading five thousand foreign troops to garrison Shangdang.
The troops that the governor's offices in various places can control are local county soldiers.
To put it simply, it is the separation of military and political affairs.
Of course, the integration of military and government cannot be ruled out - such as the Governor's Mansion.
Also, for example, Deng Zhi, the governor of Bingzhou, had the title of General Youwei, so he also had the right to unite the troops and horses of Bingzhou to conduct conquests.
However, Wang Ping and Liu Hun, who led the troops in Bingzhou, were already considered generals in the central military hierarchy and could no longer serve as the chief historian of the governor's office.
“The history of Bingzhou Prefectural Governor?”
Although Zhuge Qiao was not a man of outstanding intelligence, he had been influenced by the Prime Minister for so many years. When he heard Feng Junhou's words, he immediately said jokingly:
“You have just been granted the title of Marquis of Pingcheng County, and now you want me to go to Bingzhou to serve as the governor. Do you want me to look after the fiefdom for you?”
He said it casually, but Feng Zhongduhu smiled slightly:
“Brother knows me.”
ˆPS:
Clarify an inherent impression:
In the Han Dynasty, there were actually shorts called trousers, which were divided into short trousers and long trousers.
Short skirt is also called calf-bis skirt. It is recorded in "Historical Records" that Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun wore this kind of clothes when they were selling wine.
There is also a kind of long skirt, similar to our current beach shorts, which covers all the way to the knees.
裈 is generally worn by soldiers, servants, and farmers when working. It is also called poor hakama.
There is another kind, which is similar to the trousers we wear now, called hakama pleats, which must be worn by cavalry.
Personally, I think it should be there when riding and shooting from Hufu. Otherwise, the cavalry will not be able to ride for a long time.
Most readers should have never ridden a horse. If they have, they should have a deep understanding. If the ancient cavalry did not wear hakama pleats, the inner thighs would be bruised and bloody.
By the Northern and Southern Dynasties, hakama pleats had become a trend, and some people even wore them to court in the Jin Dynasty.
The last type is called hakama, also called shank. This is what most readers think is the stocking-like underwear worn by the ancients.
This book was promoted by Nanxiang Textile. It is not surprising that the hakama and trousers were combined into one and became crotchless trousers.
So don’t worry about whether certain sitting positions will expose things that shouldn’t be exposed.
There is also the issue of superiority and inferiority.
This question depends on the dynasty.
Moreover, even within the same dynasty, contradictory conclusions can be drawn. There is no absolute conclusion, and arguments for days and nights cannot convince the other party.
Many people think that in the Western Han Dynasty, the right was superior to the left and the left was inferior, while in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the left was superior to the right and the right was inferior.
The setting of this book is that Ji Han followed the Eastern Han Dynasty's habit of respecting the left and the right.
Moreover, Liu Bei founded the country with the position of General Zuo. Ma Chao persuaded him to be ranked first in the list, and later he was granted the title of General Zuo. This can also be explained.
(End of this chapter)