Sima Yi’s wife Zhang Chunhua has few virtues and extraordinary intelligence.
I recall that back then, Cao Ren’s wife wanted to recruit Sima Yi, but Sima Taifu refused because he was suffering from wind paralysis and could not get up from his bed.
Unexpectedly, one day there was a sudden heavy rain. Sima Taifu was in a hurry and ran outside to collect books. Then he was seen by a maid at home.
Zhang Chunhua was worried that Sima Yi's fake illness would be revealed and cause disaster, so he killed the maid with his own hands to silence her.
After killing the maid, he went down to the stove to light the fire and cook.
From this, it can be seen that Zhang Chunhua's perseverance is beyond the comparison of ordinary women.
I'm afraid even most men can't compare to her.
Over the years, she has helped Sima Yi a lot and is highly valued by Sima Yi.
Sima Yi respected and feared her.
Only between husband and wife, affection is common sense.
It's okay to say respect, but if there is too much fear, as a man, he will inevitably want to enjoy tenderness in other women in order to seek psychological balance.
Not to mention that Sima Taifu holds a high position.
So Sima Yi naturally doted on the docile Mrs. Bai.
Having tasted what he wanted in Mrs. Bai, coupled with the fact that Zhang Chunhua was old and frail, the powerful Sima Taifu naturally became tired of his wife.
How can Zhang Chunhua be easy to get along with?
How she was humiliated by Sima Yi in front of Mrs. Bai, it was a mixture of shame and hatred.
Thinking again that Sima Yi had his own contribution to his current status, he never expected that he would be treated like this in the end.
The breath was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't swallow it or let it out, so she simply lay down straight on the couch, saying nothing, eating or drinking, preparing to go on a hunger strike and wait to die.
Zhang Chunhua gave birth to three sons and one daughter to Sima Yi.
His daughter was married, Sima Shi was dead, and Sima Zhao stayed in Luoyang. Only his youngest son Sima Qian, who was eleven years old, followed Sima Yi in Yecheng.
Sima Qian hadn’t seen his mother for a long time. This time, mother and son finally got together, but he didn’t expect his mother to commit suicide on hunger strike.
He was so frightened that he burst into tears. He brought the food himself and begged Zhang Chunhua to have a bite.
Zhang Chunhua just closed his eyes and didn't move.
Seeing his mother like this, Sima Qian didn't know whether he was tired from crying or was too frightened, so he finally fainted.
Sima Yi learned that Zhang Chunhua was on a hunger strike, but he didn’t care much at first.
It wasn’t until I learned that her son had fainted that I felt that the matter was serious. I quickly got up from Mrs. Bai’s arms and went to visit.
Fortunately, Sima Qian was only in a brief coma and was quickly revived.
As soon as he woke up and saw Sima Yi in front of the bed, he immediately burst into tears again. Regardless of Sima Yi's obstruction, he ran to Zhang Chunhua with his bare feet on the ground.
Zhang Chunhua's hunger strike and Sima Qian's unstable mental state suddenly caused chaos in Beipu.
Until dinner time, Sima Qian still hid in Zhang Chunhua's room and refused to come out. He only said that he wanted to accompany his mother on a hunger strike.
As the head wife of the royal family, Zhang Chunhua was respected even by Sima Yi, so she naturally had great prestige in the Sima family.
Sima Zhao's wife Wang Yuanji, who served her uncle and aunt as a woman, was also in Yecheng at this time.
She learned that Zhang Chunhua wanted to go on a hunger strike, so she personally held the food and drink in her hands, knelt outside the door, and begged endlessly.
Sima Yi's other concubine, Mrs. Fu, always respected and befriended Zhang Chunhua.
Hearing this, he felt Wang Yuanji's filial piety and took his four sons, Sima Nian, Sima Liang, Sima Jing and Sima Jun, to kneel outside the door and together with Wang Yuanji begged Zhang Chunhua to change his mind.
Seeing so many people kneeling outside Zhang Chunhua's house without eating for a whole day, Sima Yi couldn't help but feel angry and anxious.
He just felt that his old face was so hot that he couldn't help but ask Wang Yuanji, who was taking the lead, why he was like this.
Wang Yuanji replied respectfully:
"Husband and wife are yin and yang. The husband is yang and the woman is yin. The husband listens to foreign affairs and the woman takes care of domestic affairs. This can be said to be in harmony with yin and yang, so that the family can prosper."
"Auntie is the mistress of the house. She is responsible for the affairs of the house and will commit suicide. If she does not persuade her, there will be a loss of peace in the house and I will lose my filial piety."
Sima Yi was horrified when he heard this.
He looked at his sons who were kneeling on the ground again, finally sighed and walked into the house.
Zhang Chunhua closed his eyes and remained motionless.
Sima Qian, his son, knelt in front of the couch.
Sima Yi sighed:
"I heard the bad news earlier, and I couldn't control my emotions. I made some inappropriate remarks. I hope you won't take it to heart."
Zhang Chunhua remained motionless, not even opening his eyes.
Sima Yi's face twitched when he saw her like this.
Having been married for many years, he certainly knows Zhang Chunhua’s character.
This old thing!
She was planning to slap herself in the face in front of everyone in order to retaliate for what she had said to her before.
If it had been anyone else, he would have walked away long ago.
For those with bad tempers, such as Huan Fan and his ilk, ruthless men who can hit a pregnant wife's belly with the handle of a knife, it is not surprising that in this situation, he would just chop her with a knife.
But who is Taifu Sima?
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Having worn women’s clothing, do you care about this trivial matter?
But seeing Sima Yi take a deep breath, in front of his concubines and sons, he cupped his hands towards Zhang Chunhua on the couch and bowed deeply:
"Madam, I have not cultivated my virtue. I said evil words to my wife before, and now I know it was wrong. Please forgive me this time, madam."
Hearing this, Zhang Chunhua opened his eyes, then turned to look at Sima Yi who was bowing, and said:
"Why is my husband like this? I am just tired and have no intention of eating or drinking, but my husband is worried about me."
Sima Yi’s nails dug deeply into his palms, but he looked up with a look of joy on his face and said:
“I see, it’s me who worries too much. But how can Madam not eat because she’s tired? This is not good for her health, so I’d better ask Madam to eat something at least, so as not to worry everyone in the house.”
“Hurry, Ziliang (Sima Qian), help your mother up quickly, I’ll have someone send you some food.”
When Sima Qian heard this, he quickly wiped his eyes and got up, trying to help Zhang Chunhua.
Zhang Chunhua was still lying down.
“Aunt?”
Sima Gan called out softly.
Zhang Chunhua shook his head:
"I'm not hungry."
Sima Yi took a look and didn't understand anything.
His teeth were almost broken, but the smile on his face became more and more gentle. He bent forward and stretched out his arm to help Zhang Chunhua:
“Why aren’t you hungry, madam? Come, let me help you get up.”
Zhang Chunhua then borrowed the donkey from the **** and sat up.
She did not look at Sima Yi, but said to the outside:
"Okay, you haven't eaten anything for a day, so take the children to have dinner quickly, so as not to starve them."
Mrs. Fu outside heard this and quickly responded: "Here."
Master Sima's old face twitched again. It was obvious that this old man did it deliberately to show him.
The quarrel between Sima Yi and Zhang Chunhua ended with Sima Yi bowing his head and apologizing to Zhang Chunhua in public.
However, Taifu Sima naturally had his own reasons for this.
After this incident, he privately said to Mrs. Bai angrily:
“It’s not enough to cherish old things, I’m worried about my good ears.”
It means that there is nothing to regret about the death of the old man. I am just worried about the suffering of my good sons.
However, although Sima Yi's words were released like this, he did not expect that the aftermath of this matter would still continue.
A few days later, when Sima Yi saw Feng Chen Ni Wu and Sima Zhao, who was in such a mess that he almost didn’t recognize him as his son, he was both surprised and horrified:
“How come my son is here? Could it be that something happened to Luoyang?”
Other than the fall of Luoyang, he really couldn't imagine that his son would suddenly appear in Yecheng.
But if that were to happen, wouldn't the Western bandits capture Luoyang too fast?
Sima Zhao, who had not bathed for several days and was just busy on the road, exuded a strong sour smell. Hearing the adult's question, Sima Zhao quickly shook his head:
“Sir, please rest assured, nothing is wrong in Luoyang.”
“Then why are you doing this?”
Sima Yi took half a step back due to the sour smell, and then he stopped the tears that were about to burst out.
“My child heard that grandma...” Sima Zhao’s eyes dodged, a little nagging, “I heard that grandma was in ill health, so I was worried, and in a hurry, I just...”
As soon as Sima Yi heard this, he immediately became angry.
Sima Zhao saw something was wrong with Sima Yi's expression, and quickly knelt down, his knees went to Sima Yi's feet, hugged Sima Yi's thigh, and cried loudly:
“My lord, my lord, the child has lost his brother and is heartbroken. He dare not show it in front of everyone during the day for fear of disturbing people’s hearts.”
"I could only cover myself up and cry bitterly at night, not daring to make a sound. A few days ago, I heard that my mother was ill in Yecheng. The child was in a state of confusion and wished he could fly to his mother to fulfill his filial piety."
Originally he was angry with Sima Zhao for leaving Luoyang without permission. When Sima Yi heard his son crying and said these words, he couldn't help but startled.
After a long time, he sighed deeply, put his hand on Sima Zhao's head, stroked his hair and said:
"Your mother is fine. Get up first and go see her."
Sima Zhao finally stopped crying. After bowing to Sima Yi, he was about to visit Zhang Chunhua.
Sima Yi smelled the sour smell when Sima Zhao passed by him, and suddenly said:
"Sir, your mother has been in a bad mood these past few days. I'm afraid she won't be able to smell your scent, so she needs to take a bath first before leaving."
Hearing this, Sima Zhao quickly turned to Sima Yi and responded.
Looking at his son’s hurried away figure, Sima Yi suddenly sighed:
“Although Zi Shang’s talents are not as good as Zi Yuan’s, his filial piety is as good as Zi Yuan’s, so it’s rare..."
Wang Yuanji was afraid that something would happen to Zhang Chunhua again, so she had been waiting on her aunt in formal clothes these days. When she saw her husband arriving, she couldn't help being surprised and happy:
“Alang, why are you here?”
“I’m here to see my mother.”
Sima Zhao, who had changed his clothes, looked at Zhang Chunhua, who was half lying on the couch, and said hello:
“Mom, the baby is late, are you okay?”
Zhang Chunhua, who had lost his eldest son and had been feeling a little depressed these days, couldn't help but think of Master Sima again when he saw Sima Zhao.
Her face became sad, and she stretched out her hand to signal Sima Zhao to come over:
“Sir, why are you here?”
Wang Yuanji quickly explained:
“Returning to Agu, it was me who made the decision and sent someone to deliver the letter to Luoyang.”
Then he looked at Sima Zhao:
"But I sent another letter the next day, saying that Agu was fine. Didn't Alang receive the message?"
Sima Zhao shook his head:
"As soon as I received Xijun's letter, I set out immediately. I must have not met the messenger on the way."
As Sima Zhao spoke, he stepped forward and held Zhang Chunhua’s hand:
“Mom, how do you feel now? Is it okay?”
Zhang Chunhua shook his head:
“What can happen to me?”
She looked outside the door and then lowered her voice:
"What will happen to Luoyang if you come here like this? Will your father blame you?"
Hearing this, Sima Zhao glanced at Wang Yuanji subconsciously, then shook his head and comforted:
“Don’t worry, mom, the arrangements have been made before the child leaves Luoyang.”
As he spoke, he hesitated for a moment and then said:
"Besides, given the current situation in Luoyang, if the Western bandits really come to attack, even if I am there, I am afraid it will be of no use."
“So I came here this time not only because I am worried about my mother, but also because I want to ask you what your plans are for Luoyang.”
The best way to know a son is like a mother.
What’s more, Zhang Chunhua is quite intelligent.
It’s just that these days she has been in the pain of losing her son, so when she saw Sima Zhao, she didn’t think anything else, and then she asked what he said.
When I saw my son's appearance and heard these words, I had already vaguely guessed it.
She glanced at Wang Yuanji who was making a respectful gesture, thought for a moment, and finally nodded:
"What you said makes a lot of sense. This time when you come here, you should really ask your lord clearly. It is better than staying alone in Luoyang and not knowing what to do."
Seeing his mother say this, Sima Zhao knew that there was nothing wrong with coming to Yecheng this time.
His heart, which had been secretly hanging, was finally relieved.
At least, with the mother's support, the father's test will not be too difficult.
Thinking of this, Sima Zhao perked up and began to greet Zhang Chunhua.
Zhang Chunhua's gloomy mood finally eased a little as his son and daughter-in-law shared the same fate.
After waiting for Zhang Chunhua to rest, Sima Zhao and his wife came out of Zhang Chunhua's room.
As soon as Sima Zhao came out, he was notified by the servants who had been waiting outside, asking him to go see the Taifu immediately.
Sima Zhao did not dare to neglect, and regardless of his physical fatigue, he hurriedly went to see Sima Yi again.
There was no imaginary accusation against him for abandoning Luoyang. Sima Yi sat there and just motioned for Sima Zhao to sit down with a gentle expression, and then asked:
“Have you made proper arrangements for Luoyang before you came here?”
Hearing this, Sima Zhao immediately knelt in front of Sima Yi again, with a sad face:
“Sir, the child is stupid and has failed to live up to the expectations of the Lord! After the eldest brother left, the child was at a loss for the chaos in Luoyang and plunged Luoyang into chaos. Please punish me.”
Sima Yi originally wanted to question him, but now he saw him admitting his mistake.
Seeing his thin face again, and the fatigue that could not be concealed on his face, I couldn't say anything I wanted to say to him at this time.
After all, Sima Shi died not long ago. It would be wrong to say that Sima Yi did not feel sad.
Seeing Sima Zhao at this time, he can't help but think of Master Sima, and he can't harden his heart.
“Get up, get up first and then talk.”
Sima Yi reached out to help him up, let Sima Zhao sit next to him, and sighed slightly:
"If your eldest brother is still here, you will know that I want you to guard Luoyang personally, but... alas!"