Three Kingdoms

It seems that there was no such thing as retirement when being an official in ancient times. Either you had to resign for some reason, or you just kept working until you couldn't do it anymore.

Take Liu Hong, for example. Logically speaking, he is quite old. However, the imperial court did not care about showing any sympathy and sent him to Shanyang County. Although he was a prefect with power over a land, he was old after all. Traveling from Luoyang to Shanyang County in Yanzhou is a painful thing.

Moreover, Yanzhou was an area where the Yellow Turban Rebellion was quite severe. Liu Hong had to go there not only to appease the people and restore production, but also to fight wits and courage with the remaining Yellow Turban troops who had become bandits and road tyrants, and even to form an army to eliminate them. So in fact, It's not an easy position to take on.

Liu Hong is a descendant of Liu Xing, King of Lu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, but by his generation, under the favor order, it was almost done to make it easier for him to enter the official career, and the other effects were really minimal.

Liu Hong was very fond of mathematics since he was a child, but his arithmetic skills and official position were only reused after Cai Yong's recommendation.

First, he compiled "Qi Yao Shu", and later wrote "Ba Yuan Shu". He and Cai Yong also supplemented "Han Shu·Lü Li Ji". It can be said that his friendship with Cai Yong is the discussion and wisdom in each book. produced by the collision.

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

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

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

Cai Yong was invited to raise the wine baron, and the two drank the wine in one gulp.

Liu Hong turned to Fei Qian and said, "Zi Yuan, you are quite good at arithmetic, but you still need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and concentrate on your studies. Don't be lazy."

Fei Qian quickly stood aside and accepted.

Liu Hong added: "Your master, Shizhong Cai, is old. You need to take care of yourself from time to time and serve around you to fulfill your duties as a disciple."

"Wei!" Fei Qian bowed again and agreed.

Liu Hong looked at Fei Qian again and said with some seriousness: "It's good for you to be gentle to others, but you need to be careful when choosing friends. I heard that you and Lu Bulu went drinking together the day before yesterday?"

Fei Qian was shocked, you are so well-informed, "It was a disciple who met me by chance, and I feel that Lu Bu and Lu Fengxian have been in the border area for many years, and what's more -"

Fei Qian secretly took a look at the faces of the two old men and found that there was not much change, so he continued: "Disciple feels that the world is in chaos, but his martial arts skills are not very good, so he asked Lu Bulu Fengxian for some tricks to protect himself..." ——You have to find a valid reason for yourself, right?

After hearing this, Liu Hong and Cai Yong looked at each other and nodded, seeming to agree with Fei Qian's reasons.

Cai Yong said: "A gentleman has six skills. As Zi Yuan said, there is no harm in learning some martial arts moves. However, the skills on the battlefield are often harmful, so you need to be careful."

There is a huge difference between the scholars of the Han Dynasty and the sour Confucian scholars of later generations who would collapse if the wind blows. The biggest difference lies in these "six arts". In order to better control intellectuals, later generations secretly replaced the six arts of the gentleman from etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics into "Yi", "Book", "Poetry", "Li", "Music", and "Yi". "Spring and Autumn" - after all, a nerd is easier to control than a person with both civil and military skills.

The record in "Zhou Li * Bao Shi" is very clear: "To raise a country's sons with the Tao is to teach six arts: the first is the five rituals, the second is the six music, the third is the five shooting, the fourth is the five control, and the fifth is the six Book, six days and nine numbers." Among them, shooting and driving are related to the value of force, and they are not all various books like in later generations.

In the Han Dynasty, many scholars followed the six arts of the ancient gentleman and developed them in an all-round way. The famous Ban Chao, who wrote and joined 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 think there was nothing strange about it, and reminded Fei Qian that Lu Bu's stuff was more for the battlefield. Fighting too vigorously may harm the body, so be careful.

Those who need to be told have been told, and those who have questions have been answered. Liu Hong thinks that's it. If we are destined to meet in the future, there will still be a chance to meet. If...

Liu Hong poured a cup of wine for himself and drank it, then poured another cup for Cai Yong and said, "Yuan Zhuo is gone. I don't know when I will hear Bo Jie playing the harp again. Is Bo Jie willing to serve Yuan Zhuo again?" Play a song?"

Cai Yong nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "Good! Ziyuan, please bring my piano."

ah? Could it be that you asked me to go back to the city to get the piano? No, Old Man Cai must have one! Sure enough, Fei sneaked to Cai Yong's carriage and found an antique harp in the carriage.

When Fei Qian carefully brought the guqin over, Liu Hong stretched his neck to look at it, and smiled at Cai Yong: "I give this guqin to you, and you bid farewell to me with this qin. One peck and one drink, it is your destiny... …”

After Fei Qian arranged the guqin and burned it on the incense burner, Cai Yong calmly sat down behind the qin and slowly placed his hands on the qin.

Everything around him seemed to quiet down at this moment, and Fei Qian seemed to only hear the sound of his own heartbeat...

I saw Cai Yong's fingers suddenly flying like butterflies on the strings, and a continuous stream of notes came towards me——

Fei Qian felt as if he was suddenly deep in the mountains, with the breeze blowing around him, causing waves of pine leaves to sound, and a clear spring flowing from one side, winding down the mountain. Logically speaking, it should It feels relaxed and happy, but I don’t know why but I feel a little sad...

At your feet is a winding mountain road, circling along the mountain, and at the end of the mountain road, there seems to be a figure moving forward, farther and farther...

Fei Qian suddenly wanted to retain that figure, but he couldn't catch up to him. He wanted to shout but couldn't. He could only watch the figure gradually move away step by step until it disappeared...

There seemed to be a group of wild geese flying in the sky, making bursts of chirping sounds, so I had to turn the sadness of farewell into deep thoughts and sincere blessings...

Liu Hong closed his eyes and listened. When he heard this, he stood up. Without saying anything else to Cai Yong, he swung his long sleeves to both sides with both hands and started dancing, swaying, with wide open and close movements. With an indescribable sense of simplicity, I walked out of the pavilion while dancing to the sound of Cai Yong's piano, singing loudly:

"Green Qi caresses the clear voice, and plays the lingering sorrow generously.

The long song will travel far away, and it is a metaphor in my heart.

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

Good friends stay away from each other, and don’t linger around..."

Cai Yong's closed eyes were filled with tears, and he also opened his mouth to say:

"Autumn is cold in early September, and there is heavy frost in the morning forest.

Chu Yang was so sad that he burst into tears.

The yellow swan spreads its wings and flies, actually in the sky.

The mountains are high and the rivers are far apart, and I miss you forever..."

Amidst the sound of the piano and singing, Liu Hong boarded the carriage, and the group of people and horses walked along the official road, gradually getting further and further away until they disappeared from sight...