Dawei Fanghua

Both Sima Yi and Sima Shi heard about what happened to Chou Hou Wu's family that afternoon.

Sima Yi returned to Luoyang just a few days ago.This time he reinforced Jingzhou, forced the Wu army back, and then led the army to pursue and achieved results.So before returning to Beijing, the princes of the imperial court had already agreed to add Lin and Linying as Sima Yi's food towns.From then on, Sima Yi settled in four counties and became the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households.

Sima Yi, who was at the height of his reputation, heard a middle-aged man talk about the Wu family in front of his son Sima Shi, but he had no reaction.Only Master Sima was there with an angry look on his face.

At this time, the three people were in the bedroom and had retreated to the left and right.In addition to Sima and his son, the middle man was the one who met Master Sima in Luolu, the theater.

Sima Yi saw his son's expression in his eyes, frowned, and said slowly: "It's not like you are adding insult to injury and bullying the Wu family. What are you anxious about? He has been deposed, and Wu Ying has been comforted. If you really care, She, when she cried and begged, why didn't you agree?"

"Didn't my father say that the Yang family is better?" Sima Shi said, "She is alone in Luoyang, and even if she goes to see a wild man, she really doesn't care. But if a school official threatens her, he will not only bully her, but also bully her. But they look down on you and look down on our Sima family!"

Sima Yi laughed, "How do you want others to think highly of you? Do you want to be like General Cao Shuang? Don't be so petty. Why can't you tolerate a trivial matter? Besides, this little thing doesn't do much harm. It can let the world see, those people How do you treat your colleagues who have lost power?"

Compared to his father, Master Sima was still more easily agitated. He still couldn't calm down. He stretched out his hand and cursed, "Young little school boy, I really want to slap him to death!"

Sima Yi sneered and said, "What's wrong with the little school affairs? In the past, Lu Hong, Zhao Da, etc., which one was not a small school affairs? How many people are gnashing their teeth with hatred. Is anyone going to slap him to death? Is it better to beat a dog?" I need a master."

"In the past, their master was the emperor, so of course they were not afraid. Now the master of Yin Mo is not the emperor." Sima Shi said.

Sima Yi shook his head gently and said: "The master behind it is not the emperor, so there is no way to protect them from being settled later. Many school officials will be afraid. You are right, it is different. But there are people who care about the head and the body, and are so courageous. People who are not afraid of death, what can you do?"

Master Sima pondered.

His old father calmed down and said kindly: "This kind of vicious dog has no regard for the future and is not afraid of death. Only the Shuang Mansion can use it. You really have no way to deal with it at the moment. Now you can kill someone else's dog with one slap." , how can others just give up and give up, and what good will it do? Just bear with him, let him be arrogant first, and then he can destroy the dog and the whole family later."

Sima Yi observed his son, patted his hand, and continued to say earnestly, "You have to look at the long term and look at the overall situation. Don't just stare at one place. It's too easy to be excited and too spirited. You are fine in everything, but you can't change your character. ."

Master Sima finally took a deep breath, then breathed it out slowly, bowing his head and saying, "I will obey my father's teachings."

Maybe Old Sima was right. That kind of vicious dog that doesn't know whether to live or die will definitely have a bad end in the future, but during his tenure, ordinary people really can't touch him casually.Once the vicious dog is touched, the owner behind it will be alert, and things may become a bit complicated.

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Qin Liang returned home in the evening and found that Wang Lingjun and two maids had already returned home.When Wang Lingjun welcomed him into the upper room, he chatted for a few words and said that he asked his father Wang Guang to send him back.

Wang Lingjun, who usually did things in a leisurely manner, suddenly moved quickly at this moment. It turned out that she was making chicken soup for Qin Liang with her own hands and was about to add the ingredients.She asked the maid Moye to change Qin Liang's clothes and hurried to the kitchen.

Qin Liang walked to the back room and stood there to let Mo Xie help him take off his accessories so that he could change into a more comfortable and loose home robe.

After returning home, Qin Liang gradually relaxed and felt tired. He even felt sleepy early.He actually doesn't move much throughout the day, but using his brain is no easier than physical activity.Suddenly Mo Xie's voice said vaguely: "Are you tired?"

Her voice was very low, but there were only two people in the back room, so Qin Liang naturally heard her, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Mo Xie.Because this was the first time that Mo Xie talked to him alone. In the past, even if Wang Lingjun was not around, Mo Xie would do things in silence.

Mo Xie's face was very red and he lowered his head as if he was having a hard time holding back a sentence.I don't know if she is 14 or 15 years old, but she still looks childish on her face, her figure is thin and slender, and her expression is a bit strange.

Qin Liang suddenly remembered that Wang Lingjun seemed to have said in front of Mo Xie that he could ask Mo Xie to serve him when he felt unwell.

If Mo Xie hadn't taken the initiative to speak today, Qin Liang would have forgotten about that. He usually didn't pay much attention to the two maids. They were too young and still looked like girls.

But Qin Liang didn't want to offend the girl, so he showed a gentle smile and said, "It's a bit more tiring than staying at home."

When Mo Xie received the response, he seemed to be inspired, and said softly, "Is it going well for you to be an official in the school affairs office?"

Qin Liang didn't want to say anything to a little girl. Maybe she just had nothing to say and just wanted to say something casually.Qin Liang said casually, "It's good. My official position this time is an order from the government. Everyone respects me, fears me, and is very obedient. The ministers in the DPRK are also easy to get along with, and there are no problems at the moment."

Mo Xie said softly: "That's great. I thought someone had made you unhappy."

When Qin Liang heard this, he thought that the little girl might not know much about things, especially about power fields, but she had perceptual knowledge and could feel emotions.Qin Liang took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.

Wang Lingjun's mood has been relatively good during this period, and he doesn't want to bring those bad emotions home to affect her.As long as she doesn't ask, he won't tell.

In fact, Wang Lingjun was from a noble family, so he must have understood that the school affairs order was not a good official position, but she never asked.

At this moment, Wang Lingjun's voice outside the curtain said: "What are you talking about inside?"

Mo Xie suddenly looked panicked. Qin Liang reached out and pressed down slowly, comforted him, and said, "Just ask a few trivial questions."

Wang Lingjun said: "After changing your clothes, you can come out to have a meal."

After a while, Qin Liang sat on the bed in a comfortable posture. He first tasted the chicken stewed by Wang Lingjun himself. After only one bite, he realized that the taste was too bland.Even if you don't add too much salt to the soup, if the salt taste is too light, it will not bring out the delicious flavor of the chicken soup.Qin Liang said nothing, drank all the soup in the bowl, and then stared at the chicken.

He also doesn’t judge, so as not to tell lies, he just does it.

Wang Lingjun saw it, and indeed there was a slight smile in his beautiful eyes.After dinner, the women cleared away the tables and dishes, while Qin Liang was still chatting with Wang Lingjun on the bed in the outer room.There's no need to go to bed so early tonight, since nothing can be accomplished anyway.

Unexpectedly, when it was completely dark, there was a knock on the door from the gatehouse of the courtyard.