Late Han Dynasty and Zhao Tang Dynasty

I don't believe you can write classical Chinese as well as the great Confucians, otherwise you wouldn't be writing novels! Just use common words. I can read some classical Chinese, but my assessment of your level is half-assed! Don't use it for normal communication. You can use some when writing letters and memorials. It will be more authentic! But you have to write it well, otherwise it will be embarrassing to read! There is also a language problem. The protagonist uses foreign languages ​​as little as possible. Readers will not feel the same way and cannot understand it! The supporting cast could use some! Finally, for the author, do you write novels to make readers understand and enjoy reading, and gain some knowledge? Or are you just trying to show off your half-assed abilities and your sense of superiority?

Where is Dian Wei? Where is my Dianwei? The protagonist will no longer be able to charge into battle in the future. Where is the general of the bodyguard? Isn't it the standard configuration of a hero with ten thousand enemies? It's best to find one in Bingzhou. Add Dianwei. In this way, there will be generals on the left and right. Hu and Han people live together in Bingzhou. The folk customs are strong and strong. There should be tens of thousands of enemies who were buried or died. During the Three Kingdoms period, Bingzhou fell into the hands of the barbarians. In order to protect the hometown of relatives. It was these brave and staunch people who died first. It's a pity that there is no protagonist in the original history. There are no powerful warlords. Otherwise, it will not be worse than Xiliang no matter what. Liangzhou is pretty awesome. The powerful hidden households and the Qiang people were able to hold up a population of two million. It's amazing that there are so many warlords. At the end of the Han Dynasty, Liangzhou's small population was stunned by many warlords who pulled out hundreds of thousands of Han and Hu troops to fight. The issue also includes many cavalry😆. Therefore, the protagonist's Bingzhou will have to raise an army of 50,000 to 60,000 people. In addition, the reserves of barbarians and local garrison guards were recruited. No matter what, there must be 20,000 to 30,000 people. It is said that having 100,000 troops is not a problem 😄. Yuan Shao: Zhang Yu, a border warrior, could actually raise 100,000 troops in Bingzhou. There are also cavalry. Jizhou is densely populated. The wealth is many times better than that of Bingzhou. In addition, I, the fourth generation of the Yuan family and the three male noble clans have joined me. Why is it that having an army of only 200,000 is the same as waging war? The soldiers and the people are exhausted😏

It's a good book, but it must be written about Li Suyi, who is disgusting

Don't I, Wuyuan Lu Bu, take me under my command? As long as you don't recognize your adopted son, it will definitely be fine.

All I can say is that if you want to eat rocks, this book will definitely satisfy you.

In 1941, Mr. Zhu Dongrun wrote in "The Biography of Zhang Juzheng": "The whole of China is not a matter of one family. When anyone traces his ancestors, he will always find many evocative facts; some are more brilliant, and some may be darker, but when we think of our ancestors, they once fought for freedom, worked hard for development, and even Bleeding for survival, we certainly see infinite glory in the past, and we will definitely have greater expectations for the future. Move forward! Every son and daughter of the Chinese nation! When we read historical novels, we subconsciously want to see the other possible journeys that our ancestors once struggled to break through the darkness and move toward glory! For example, in this book, we hope that the protagonist Zhang Yu will build the prosperous Tang Dynasty and create another peak for the Chinese nation in this time and space, and overcome the original suffering of the Chinese nation! Descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, generations have talents! Perhaps in another time and space our ancestors created a more beautiful and splendid Chinese culture! Write well, author{"NickName":"Book Friends 20201029161350001","UserId":356498731}

How many emperors and emperors love prosperity, but in the end it is not up to him to rise or fall. Just look at the great ancestor's great achievements. In the blink of an eye, Tang bricks are replaced with Han tiles. Defeat or not, the heroes of the ages are rushing through the sand, water can carry a boat but also capsize it, those who win the hearts of the people win the world. Look at me now, autumn will come on September 8th. After my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will die. The king, the boat and the people depend on each other, and they guide the way for heaven and determine the direction of the four directions. The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, The city is filled with golden armor.

She wanted to get involved in politics every now and then, and she couldn't wait to interfere with whoever the male protagonist wanted to sleep with. I always want to fight for power for my natal family. Damn, what on earth is this disgusting heroine up to?

A good book, but it has a drama about harem and politics? The entrepreneur can no longer control the harem? There are always chapters about this woman. The follow-up will be published and the book will be discarded directly 😡

The poisonous point of deposing the prince is about to be used again. There is a book that is even more poisonous. After the protagonist came to power, he found his lost son. This original son had been a slave. Then the protagonist made him the prince and abolished the children and queens born after time travel. The reason was that the protagonist's original body would not live long. Because if you say this, then there is no need to write this book.

The world is in turmoil, and the world is full of chaos. Now there is Zhang Yu, a traitor and traitor who has brought trouble to the country. This is a very serious crime. I, Cao Cao of Yanzhou, under the command of Tianjing, led the brave men and brave warriors to attack this beast. Zhang Yu, a man of this generation, relies on deceitful plots and cunning tricks to support himself with troops. His heart is dangerous and cunning, and he mistakenly looks at the magic weapon. He is like Zhao Gao who regards a deer as a horse and is good at power and chaos. He is like Dong Zhuo who is domineering and deceives the saints. As a result, the imperial court's regulations were in decline and government orders were blocked. It was difficult to raise troops and build up troops, so the people were devastated and the villages wailed. The fields are deserted, and hungry people are dying. It's like Bai Qi's trap for Zhao soldiers, which is cruel to the people; it's like Xiang Yu's burning of his house, and the violent waste of natural resources. They are all Zhang Yu's fault. I, Cao Cao, started from a young age and fought against Dong's thieves. He was like Lu Yang wielding his sword, so powerful that he was far and wide. To destroy Yuan's family was like destroying a dry and rotten tree, and he was as powerful as a broken bamboo. To defeat Yuan Shu was like Mount Tai pressing an egg, as easy as flipping the palm of his hand. To defeat Tao Qian, he was like an eagle catching a wild goose. He could capture it with his hands. My ambition is to restore the Han Dynasty, and I will not be a minister under the orders of the emperor. Now that I see Zhang Yu's evil deeds, how can I just sit back and watch? Our heroes are all loyal and brave men, with the sincerity of serving the country. As a master of tigers and wolves, you will be able to defeat the traitors like water and snow, and you will be able to gain victory as close as you can. Heroes in the world should distinguish right from wrong. Those who help me defeat Zhang Yu are all meritorious officials, and should be generously rewarded, just like the meritorious officials of Han Gao, who will be benefited by future generations; those who attach Zhang Yu to abuse will be punished by heaven, and will be severely punished without mercy. Like the evil ministers of Shang Zhou, they will be infamous for thousands of years. Zhang Yu, named Hanchen, is actually a traitor to the country. Our army is approaching. How can you resist it? If you quickly surrender and capture, you may be spared your death, just like Duke Mu of Qin who pardoned Meng Mingshi, who was magnanimous; if you resist stubbornly, your corpse will be cut into pieces in ten thousand pieces to serve as a warning to others, just like Sun Wu killed the King of Wu's Ai Ji, and enforced the law like a mountain. I swear to eliminate Zhang Yu, restore peace to the country, and restore peace to the people. The teacher of justice is unstoppable; the voice of rebellion shocks the sky.

I used to think that the author's writing on battles and other aspects was not detailed enough, which made people feel a bit empty, but the overall quality is actually okay, why is the score so poor, not even a high-quality product. Now I feel that these are all minor issues, and the main problem is that I like to feed readers poison.

When I first read the characters talking, I felt that the author should be quite good at writing, so I kept following it. But now that I have reached the fourth volume, the writing is mostly dialogue. The characters are difficult to remember, and the details are not enough to describe the poor living environment in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. The war writing is okay, but the internal affairs writing is too weak. The protagonist's political ability is not reflected in any way. There are endless conspiracy and clever tricks with no political credibility at all. It makes me feel that the protagonist is just a conspirator, and he is too obsessed with collecting historical documents. Personally, I think the foundation of the story should be the young man selected by the protagonist to learn martial arts and grow up together. He mentioned it at the beginning, but Zhang Fenghui appeared occasionally and failed to realize the fission of this line. I also didn't see the author's use and defense of the scholars. Of course, maybe I haven't seen it at the beginning, but I can't stand it... As a political creature, there should be no psychological pressure if you want to use the Huns to marry a Hun noblewoman to promise status. The same goes for the cousin and the original partner, and the emotional line about recognizing the sister is also inexplicable, and none of the female supporting characters are impressive...

Every time I see this, I don't want to read it when I think of the Han Dynasty, a time when promises were valued more than life and death.

The Xianbei dialect in the first few chapters is extremely explosive. Not the author, do you really like to show off this stuff? There are also the wives and wife clan in the article that are extremely unpleasant. I am too lazy to ask you to get it right, but there are things about your wife clan in the early stage that make you, the protagonist, uncomfortable. For example, when the Wang family did not let Wang Qi go to the border, Wang Qi finally agreed before Wang Qi came out to speak out. There are also some visible discriminations and the wife's oppression of your protagonist. In the first book, you felt that the Bu family was attached to Huo Jun, and then this book made you Zhang Yu It's not that I haven't read the suppressed plots in your books, but in your first two books, whether it was about Liu Chan being endangered by Sun Quan and then proclaiming himself emperor for Sun Quan, or Huo Jun's performance in facing the alienation, I was more comfortable. Only your family of wives made me uncomfortable, such as Li Suyi, Mrs. Cheng and other bloody plots. It's not that you are not allowed to write emotional dramas, but that you are not allowed to write bloody dramas. I don't know who would like to read these. You have to show off your stupid feelings. To be honest, it is far different from your last two books. Neither Queen Zhang nor Bu Lianshi made me feel so uncomfortable. When reading the so-called personal charm, the most comfortable one among the three books was Huo Jun. What kind of ambitions do you have after reading the Yellow Turban and the rebellion of noble eunuchs? No matter how you look at it, Zhang Yu looks pale and weak.

The protagonist written by the author is a bit too hypocritical. The man who made his fortune on the Bingzhou border is also a time traveler. It feels like he lacks too much heroism. The protagonist is not very broad-minded in the whole story. He is acting in front of others. After reading hundreds of chapters, it feels a bit too ordinary 🙄

The protagonist is full of petty calculations and has no heroic spirit. Such a character cannot achieve great things.

In Chapter 8, the part about impersonating Lu Bu has been scolded for more than a hundred times. Are you still unwilling to change it? It is arrogance to write a book with achievements.

The marriage that is well-known to Jiangzuo scholars and people has been unknown to the protagonist for several months, especially Wenpin, who is just across the river. It can only be said that the author's arrangement is outrageous. It is better to just say that Cao Cao's people developed Barrett 🙂 and if it can't be written, finish it as soon as possible and start a new book. Why do you want to ruin the review so much?

This heroine is really a failure. The protagonist has not yet succeeded in starting a business, but she is thinking about getting involved in politics and doing things like mother-in-law. If the protagonist dies early and is an enhanced version of Empress Lu, she should give it to her as soon as possible.

Half ancient, half modern, half jealous, the writing is too showy, and there are too many explanations.

Isn't it just waiting for civil strife if the eldest son is abolished and established as a child? The classic establishment of direct descendants is still the establishment of virtuous people.

Regardless of posthumous titles, those in the unified dynasty whose temple names are Taizu are: Liu Bang, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Zhao Kuangyin, and those whose temple names are not Taizu are: Yang Jian, Li Yuan, and Sima Yan. Originally, based on the protagonist's merits, it was most reasonable to be Emperor Taizu Gao alongside Liu Zhu. However, he became Emperor Gao Zuwen and joined Yang Jian and Li Yuan. The protagonist must have known that he would not be angry enough to dethrone the crown prince again.

In the summer of the thirty-third year of Kaitian, Zhang Yu went to Da'an Palace in Zhongnan Mountain to escape the summer heat and recuperate. It is a pity that a generation of British heroes suffered from diseases in their later years and could only stay in bed. This night, the Hanfeng Hall of Da'an Palace suddenly became a commotion. Zhang Xu, Wang Chen, Zhuge Liang and others quickly entered the hall. After all, Zhang Xu rarely encountered such a sudden incident. When he saw Zhang Yu passed out on the couch with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do and just kept crying. Wang Chen was still calm. He put his hand under Zhang Jian's nose and felt that he was still breathing. He felt relieved and ordered the imperial doctors to give him emergency treatment. The imperial doctors did not know the cause of the disease and did not dare to use medicine indiscriminately. They were busy trying acupuncture and hot compresses, trying to wake Zhang Jian up first. After struggling like this for half an hour, Zhang Jian finally opened his dull eyes, but was unable to speak. For a time, Da'an Palace was busy inside and outside. On the road from the capital to here, there was an endless stream of famous doctors from all over the country and people who were responsible for medicine. The imperial doctor ordered everyone from the Imperial Medical Office to be summoned to consult Zhang Jian's condition on the spot and prescribe the right medicine. After several days of diagnosis and treatment, Zhang Yu's condition gradually stabilized. His weakness remained the same, but there was no more bleeding in his mouth and he could speak slowly. The heat of early summer gradually spreads, especially when the sun is directly shining at noon, it becomes even hotter. However, the interior of Da'an Palace is as cool as spring. Zhang Yu came here to escape the summer heat, intending to enjoy the coolness and tranquility. Unexpectedly, he suddenly fell ill. Not only did he suffer endless pain in his body, but he also had layers of sweating on his body. It was really difficult to enjoy the summer vacation. Zhuge Kongming and others asked the medical officer about his condition The imperial physician replied: "Your Majesty was in unbearable pain last year and took the alchemist's folk analgesic prescription, which has planted the root of the disease. The lower official heard that after the emperor took it for a period of time, the medicine had no effect, which showed that the medicine had exhausted the emperor's energy. This time, he used strong medicine again, and the emperor was only All the remaining energy was exhausted and caused bleeding, which shows that this medicine is too strong. If the medicine is used to treat it, the emperor may not be able to absorb it. " Therefore, Zhuge Kongming and the imperial doctor regarded the medicine as the culprit of Zhang Yu's illness. Now that they saw the palace maid taking the medicine, they couldn't help admonishing him at the same time. Zhang Yu looked at the dark pill blankly, thinking that because of taking this medicine, his pain had been reduced a lot in the past month, and now that the disease has suddenly occurred, I am afraid that this medicine has also done a "great job", so he said softly: "It's okay not to use it." He looked around at everyone. Eyes, he said weakly, "Zhengxiang and Kongming stay, you all can go out." The imperial doctor ordered the others to bow and exit the hall. Zhang Yu called: "Zhengxiang, Kongming, come, sit next to me." He gently raised his hand and pointed to his side. Although Wang Chen was the uncle of the state, he also knew the rules and dared not sit on the dragon couch, so he sat down with Zhuge Liang opposite Zhang Yu in front of the couch. Zhang Yu closed his eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Zhengxiang, you are right, it seems that this medicine is indeed causing trouble. These days, I feel exhausted and my body is limp and has no strength. Alas, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this misfortune." Wang Chen cried and said: "How can your Majesty say such things? How can you be free from illness in your life? Diseases are always coming, but getting rid of them is like a thread. Your Majesty will rest and recover slowly. I'll get better in the future." Zhang Yu shook his head hard and said, "Well, last year I said goodbye to Yuan Zhi and others. I saw how uncomfortable they were lying on the bed, but I don't know the true pain in their hearts now. Lying here, I can appreciate their state of mind at that time. Zhengxiang, Kong Ming, my body is in pain, but my mind is still clear, and I know that the end is coming. It seems that Kong Ming is right, the monarch has unlimited power, and if he wants to govern the country well, he must do it. Control my own desires. For thirty-three years, I have worked hard to control my own desires and finally created a peaceful world. However, since Shulan passed away, there is no one in charge of the harem. I can enjoy myself in my free time, and no one dares to admonish me. "The cause of the trouble." Wang Chen said bitterly: "It's all the fault of this swindling miracle doctor, and Wang Lang, who brought him here because of his own cleverness." br>Zhang Yu shook his head and said: "You just kill these two people, can you cure my disease? What's more, if you kill them, the world will definitely say that my disease originated from them, which is even worse." Zhang Yu's condition It became increasingly heavy. At night, I dreamed that the late Huang Kao, Queen Wang Ji and others were walking in front of me one by one, but through the thick fog, there was no response no matter how I called. Suddenly I felt the cold wind and the cold, I broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly woke up! Xue Lingyun: Your Majesty! Zhang Yu: Where is the prince? Xue Lingyun: He has been waiting for you all night, and now he is resting. Zhang Yu: Let me ask you where he is? Xue Lingyun: Resting in the side hall. Zhang Yu: Call him over. Xue Lingyun: Yes Zhang Yu: Help me up Xue Lingyun couldn't bear it and hurriedly advised: I'm afraid your majesty can't support it, I still Zhang Yu insisted: I asked you to help me up, I want to sit up and wait for the prince! Xue Lingyun: Yes After saying that, he hurriedly called to the palace servants to take out the cushion screen and help Zhang Yu sit up. Zhang Xu walked lightly into the hall to greet him. Zhang Yu looked at his child and said: My child, I have to leave! Zhang Xu burst into tears when he heard this, and hurriedly shouted: No, Father After Zhang Yu said this, he suddenly said slowly and in a daze: "Last year, Yuan Zhi and others were buried with Tailing, and Du Ji will go to accompany them recently. Xu'er, look at the current situation, I am not far away from my deadline, and it is time to be with me Your mother and the ministers Huang Quan met." Zhang Xu cried loudly when he heard this: "My father is now in his prime, a minor illness is not a big deal. Can my father have the heart to leave his son alone in the world?" After that, he fell on Zhang Jian and cried loudly. Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to wipe away Zhang Xu's tears and said, "Don't cry!" Zhang Xu hurriedly stopped sobbing, and Zhang Yu continued, "I have said long ago that this burden will fall on your shoulders sooner or later. After this period of experience, you have matured a lot. In the future, you will have your uncle and so on. There is nothing wrong with helping others. Xu'er, life is short, and a father and a mother will leave their children one day. This is something that cannot be changed. You are kind and filial by nature, and I will miss you for a long time. It will be enough for me and your mother to sleep in the ground from now on." Zhang Xu still sobbed softly. "Now that domestic affairs have gone on the right track and the surrounding areas are stable, you can act according to the teachings of "Politics and Religion" with the help of ministers, and there should be no deviation." When Zhang Yu said this, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. He stopped talking and thought about where the uneasiness came from. After a while, he suddenly remembered something. He called the prince back and told him: "After I die, you must put the "Preface to the Collection of Zhongnan Mountains" in the tomb. I have loved this post all my life, so let it be buried with it." Zhang Xu agreed with tears. The next day, Zhang Yu woke up leisurely and saw Xue Lingyun waiting beside him. He said softly: Please read "The Preface to the Collection of Elegant Zhongnan Mountains" to me again! Xue Lingyun heard the words and agreed, and took out the preface from the brocade box: reciting softly: In the ninth year of Kaitian, at the age of Guiwei, at the beginning of late spring, they met at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain Yin. All the wise men gathered together, young and old. There are green mountains as a screen, green water as a belt, and lush forests and bamboos on the left and right. It's a sunny day, the air is clear, and the wind is gentle and gentle. People were sitting on the stone platform, some were playing the harp and singing, and the sound was carried through the forest; some were reciting poems to make peace, and the rhyme went around the mountains. There is no laborious form of official documents, but there is a natural charm. Looking at the scenery of Fu Zhongnan, the sun shines in the morning and the evening falls, and the scenery is endless. The mountains are high and the valleys are deep, with clouds and mist lingering in them, like fairy mantles floating in the air; forest springs and waterfalls, water splashing below them, like pearls and jade falling on a plate. The lady's friendship will last a lifetime. Either you can take it into their arms and realize it within a room; or you can let it go outside your body because of the entrustment you have placed in it. Although there are many different interests, calmness and restlessness are different, when you are happy with what you encounter, you are temporarily satisfied with yourself, you are happy and self-sufficient, and you don't know that old age is coming. When I am tired of what I am doing, my emotions change with the situation, and I am filled with emotion. The admiration for it and the admiration of it have become old traces, but I still cannot help but feel happy about them. The situation will be shortened and changed, and it will eventually end. The ancients said: "Death and life are also big things." Isn't it painful? Every time I look at the reasons for people's interest in the past, if they are combined into one, I will not fail to express my condolences, which cannot be expressed in my heart. I know that death and rebirth are just illusions, and mourning for Qi Peng is an illusion. The future looks upon the present, just as the present looks upon the past. Sad husband! Therefore, I listed people from that time and recorded what they said. Although things are different in different times, I am interested in them and they are consistent. Those who view it later will also feel the elegance. " Zhang Yu listened to the voice in his ears, and felt refreshed in his heart. He said: "Yes, only silk, bamboo and orchestra are enough. Drinking and reading poetry are all enough! Help me up! " Xue Lingyun looked outside the palace and said to Zhang Yu: "Your Majesty, the wind is blowing outside. " Zhang Yu: "I know, I already knew when the wind was still a hundred miles away. When it comes, the grass is low, the horse's mane is flowing, and the horse is much hotter than your hands! " That night, Zhang Jian died in Hanfeng Hall at the age of sixty-five. After his death, some officials gave him the posthumous title of Emperor Gao, and the temple name of Taizu. From then on, Zhang Jian was called Taizu of the Tang Dynasty. Zhang Xu complied with Zhang Yu's last wish and placed the "Preface to the Collection of Elegant Collection of Zhongnan Mountain" in front of his pillow in his tomb, and buried his mother, the Queen, with Zhang Yu. In this way, Zhang Yu had a wife and beloved things throughout his life. This is another room. In front of the tomb, there are six stone paintings, which are the famous "Six Horses of Tailing". When Zhang Yu died, the whole world mourned. Hundreds of people from all over the country who were serving in the court and paying tribute mourned. They cut their hair, cut their faces, and cut their ears according to their own customs, causing their blood to spill on the ground.

The emotional scenes are too awkward. Not many people who watch Three Kingdoms want to watch romance movies.

I don't know why I feel it's not as exciting as Ji Han Da Sima

Why are they all original heroines? Or have I never heard of these heroines?

Zhang Yu didn't know that Yuan Shao and Cao Cao had already planned to take advantage of the emperor's opportunity to flee eastward to compete with each other. Now in Zhaoyuwubao, he feels that the years of his life are peaceful and peaceful. This place is almost adjacent to Qixian County, and the Hun River is sandwiched between two mountains. Noble families or caravans would choose to enter Guanzhong from here, and there are very few people coming and going, so it seems quiet.        ，"，"，，，，，， Wang Ji is now sitting on the hillside with his knees in his arms, sometimes watching the butterflies and bees swimming among the flowers, sometimes looking down at the colorful sunlight reflected on the water of the river, and occasionally turning his head to glance out of the corner of his eye at his husband, who is lying on the grass with his arms pillowed on his head, taking a nap. Being from a high family, she rarely goes out. Occasionally, the family would go out for an outing, but they would never come to such a profound and secluded place. Therefore, she felt that everything here was very novel, not just the beautiful scenery. The first 40 or so households here were poor tenants. Some of them had served as personal guards for the father-in-law Zhang Ji. They had been killed or wounded in battle or had difficulty in making a living after being disarmed and returned to the fields. Therefore, Zhang Yu took them from Shenhewu and settled them here, and they were treated very well.        ， Moreover, during festivals and festivals, the host family will also reward people by their hair to buy new clothes and other things. If there is a wedding, funeral, or making bricks and tiles in their family, the host family will also give them some money to take care of it. The most important thing is that if there is a famine year when there is no harvest, most of the masters outside will sit back and watch the disciples selling their children or nibbling bark and grass roots, while the masters will take out their stocks to keep them alive. And after they were assigned to the Zhang family a few years ago, the children in the family had the opportunity to receive education or learn bow and horse. Among them, if some children are outstanding seedlings, Uncle Li will also fund their training according to Zhang Yu's instructions, so that these children can learn successfully in the future, earn a future, and bring glory to the family. It can be said that their life as apprentices and tenants in Bingzhou was much happier than that of common people in the Central Plains and Hebei, so they were also very grateful. As a female monarch, Wang Ji felt the heartfelt respect and love of these tenant farmers when she arrived at Zhaoyu Wubao on the first day without doing anything. This kind of paradise-like living atmosphere was something she had never felt before. Therefore, she also felt that Zhang Yu's approach of distributing almost all the money was quite good. He once wanted to make paper so that his family could have a profitable industry. It just so happens that more than ten hectares of land on Duanwu Fort in the west of Zhaoyu are mulberry fields. If it is only used for raising silkworms and weaving, the tenant farmers will not be able to handle it. And he also vowed that after he made the paper, he could also record her father Wang Hong's annotated book and make it into a book, sell it or give it to others, so that more people would accept and recognize her father's teachings. After hearing this, Wang Ji thanked him with a smile as bright as a flower. Although in her opinion her husband's idea would not succeed. Growing up in a family of poetry and calligraphy, how could she not know that no matter the powerful or the aristocratic family, they dislike paper that is easily damaged? How can one copy the extremely precious annotations of scriptures onto paper that is not easy to preserve? But she didn't pour cold water on Zhang Yu's enthusiasm. After all, the two of them had only been married for less than a few years, and he was already thinking about doing something for the Wang family. This kind of intention is rare, isn't it? Another reason is that the meaning of the scriptures is already available. In her dowry, excluding the residence of the owner of Taiyuan City given by her father in the name of the Wang family, her family only gave some money and soft goods, but also sent many scriptures that Wang Su personally annotated. After the engagement, Wang Hong instructed her to copy them personally. This was also the benefit of marrying into a noble family. Not only can he get the support of the noble family, but he can also gain the heritage of poetry and calligraphy. Therefore, if Zhang Yu wanted to copy the annotations of the classics and make them into a book on paper, she would not bother her father Wang Hong, so she could just let him do as he pleased. Of course, these are not the main reasons why she feels that life here is very peaceful. It's about the husband's character. Before getting married, she had worried that Zhang Yu, who was known as a brave man, would be strict and rigid in life and difficult to get along with. Now it seems that she was overly concerned. After getting married for nearly a month, she discovered that her husband's character was completely different from the evaluation spread in the private market. They are almost completely different, perhaps because of the different relationships between being at home and being in the military. Her husband is not strict or stubborn at all, on the contrary, he is very approachable. Not only did he never scold the maids or servants at home, but he would occasionally teach calligraphy or martial arts to the children here on a whim. Also, as a border tycoon, he was born to herd cattle and sheep, and he was actually good at cooking. He is not at all pedantic like other scholars who pay attention to "a gentleman is far away from the cook". Every now and then, he grills pig meat, stuffed lamb ribs or dog meat by himself for his own entertainment. It can be seen that he is really not what people in the wine shop say about him. By the way, she also drank the tea he made. One day in the afternoon, she planned to make tea and drink by herself and read biographies to pass the time. Zhang Yu also happened to urge his apprentice to learn the papermaking skills of the craftsmen in Qufu, Qingzhou. When he saw that she wanted to make tea, he also remembered what he said on the day of their wedding, and immediately showed her how to make tea and drink it with great interest. It involves boiling spring water, breaking off a small brick of tea, and steeping it directly. When the tea leaves are stretched and steeped, the soup is filtered out and drunk.        ， It's bitter and astringent, with a grassy taste. It's just like the taste of chewing tree bark and chewing grass roots described by some people who have experienced years of famine. Originally full of expectations, she only took a small taste and placed the pottery bowl on the table. Just like Zhang Yu was having tea in the back hall of her home, he felt that this kind of taste should not exist in the world, let alone be called the elegant thing of drinking tea. Zhang Yu's performance also made people laugh. He spit out the tea he brewed himself as soon as he took it into his mouth, and he still had a look of astonishment on his face. It also made Wang Ji frown. Co-author, he claimed that "making" tea and "drinking" it has never been practiced. "I know, the tea cakes are not made right!" After being stunned for a moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and then suddenly made such an explanation. Wang Ji didn't believe it. She brought these tea cakes from home. It is also the most expensive and best quality tea cake bought from Luoyang, the capital! If the making process of these tea cakes is not right, then is there any edible tea soup in the world? Of course, she did not refute, let alone expose Xia Houhui's strong words. Instead, she tried her best to suppress the smile on her face and followed his words and said, "Oh, so that's it. Maybe it's because the tea cakes are not cooked well." Haha~ It's not right if he says it's not right. There's no need to be serious. And the strong expression on his face was really interesting~~~ Of course Zhang Yu could see her agreement against her will. Then, he was asked to find time to transplant a few tea trees from other places and plant them on the hillside here, so that he would have the opportunity to prepare the tea himself in the future. He vowed to prove to Wang Ji that brewing tea and drinking it was correct, and adding many seasonings to cook the tea soup was wrong. When Wang Ji heard this, he could no longer hold it in, and laughed so hard on the spot. It took a lot of effort to put away the smile, and tried to look sincere and said that she believed in Zhang Yu and felt that her husband would definitely be able to do it. Then, looking at the depressed and angry expression on Zhang Yu's face, she couldn't help but laugh again. There are many other funny and trivial things like this.        Therefore, sometimes she also thought, how wonderful it would be if the husband and wife could continue to live together like this for the rest of their lives, and they could discuss books and biographies together and have the fun of making jokes; they did not need high-ranking officials and generous salaries, and did not care about the hustle and bustle of the world. It would be great if he and she could have children and cultivate and inherit the family in Wubao, a pure and innocent place~ However, she also knew that this was impossible. As a person beside her, she knew that her husband had the ambition to make great achievements. In the past few months, he had been quietly enjoying the peace of life like a hermit who ignored worldly affairs and paid no attention to fame. However, when his subordinates came back every three days to report the latest developments in Bingzhou and counties, Wang Ji knew that Zhang Yu was always busy with political affairs. And occasionally she would find that when Zhang Yu was alone in the study, he would always frown and immerse himself in his own thoughts. He didn't even notice that she had entered the study room. Although she pushed the door lightly and walked in slowly, as a very vigilant commander, how could Zhang Yuru not notice it if he wasn't deep in thought? So she had a vague feeling that her husband was preparing for something or worrying about something. But he didn't say it and hid it carefully, making it difficult for her to ask questions. Perhaps it was because he didn't want her to get involved in the intrigues of power. Just like during the time he was in Wubao, he never talked to her about anything other than government affairs. I hope everything goes as he wants. What I can do is to take good care of my home, so that he won't have to worry about trivial things. Wang Yuanji, who was sitting hugging her knees and chasing a butterfly with her eyes, gently tilted her head on her knees and looked at Xia Houhui who seemed to be asleep on the grass next to her, still thinking this in her heart. It's late April. After two months of rest, we will leave for the front line in two days. She was mentally prepared, but it was inevitable that she would be reluctant to give up. Especially based on what she heard before, her husband seems to be greedy for power and taking risks. Therefore, she was also looking forward to ending the war as soon as possible and allowing him to return to Taiyuan and live a stable life. The gentle mountain breeze made the wild flowers everywhere flaunt their colorful colors. It also gently played with Wang Ji's hair and clothes, but it could not take away the faint worry in her heart. "Master! Lady!" Just when she was thinking wildly, she was interrupted by a loud call. Looking up, he saw the dusty Li Song standing more than ten steps away, maintaining a bowing posture. It also shocked her slightly. Li Song only returns to Duanwubao in the west of Qi County once every three days, but he only came back yesterday, and he came back before noon today, which shows that there must be something urgent. Then she turned her head to say something to Wang Ji, but was overtaken by her who kept her head tilted up to look at him, "My husband will leave, and neither I nor my family will have to worry about you." Her considerate smile was as bright as a flower, putting the flowers blooming all over the hillside to shame.

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Zhang Yu thought of his father Zhang Ji's illness. Although Zhang Ji said it was okay, he couldn't just sit idly by as a son. Therefore, he said to Shi Yi, "The lonely medical officer Li Shichu has superb medical skills. Let him take personal care of the old lady tomorrow." "Tell him that he must be dedicated when taking care of him. The length of my father's life is the length of his life." There is no doubt about Zhang Yu's words, and Shi Yi respectfully accepted the order. Zhang Yu turned around and glanced at the room behind him. He remembered something that Li Song reported before. He said to Shi Yi, "Go back home." Before convening the meeting, Zhang Yu still had a "family matter" to deal with. After the great victory, all kinds of monsters and ghosts really jumped out... Back to the mansion, Zhang Yu came to the room. As soon as Zhang Yu entered the room, he saw Wang Ji sitting on the bed, leaning on the edge of the bed and resting with his eyes closed. Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu couldn't help but smile. This fool, he told her to go and come back, but she actually sat on the bed and waited for him to come back, unwilling to go to bed to rest even if she was sleepy. When the maids and servants waiting in the room saw Zhang Yu coming back, they were about to salute, but Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to signal them not to make any noise. Zhang Yu quietly came to the bed and looked at the sleeping beautiful woman in front of him, with a doting smile on his lips. In history, Lou Zhaojun worked hard for the great cause of her husband, King Gao. In this life, she won the position of the Lord of Taiyuan for herself. No man would dislike such a wife, not to mention she is very good-looking. Zhang Yu sat down next to Wang Ji, gently stroking the hair on her neck with his hands, and smelled the faint fragrance of Wang's body on the tip of his nose. At this moment, he felt very quiet and beautiful. Zhang Yu's various behaviors after entering the room all showed his love and doting for Wang Ji. This behavior made all the maids and servants in the room very happy. Most of the maids in the room were brought over by Wang Ji from his mother's family. Originally, after Wang Ji married into the Zhang family, not many maids followed her, but since Zhang Yu took over Taiyuan, with the change of Zhang Yu's identity, Wang Ji's identity has also undergone tremendous changes. She is no longer a simple young lady of the Zhang family, she is now the Duke's wife, the mistress of Bingzhou, and she is now in charge of all the internal affairs in the Hou's house. In this case, the few maids she originally brought were not enough, so she transferred many maids and servants from her mother's palace. These have been serving her since childhood, and they are easy to use and safe to use. For these maids who came from the palace, their wealth and wealth depended on Wang Ji's honor and disgrace, and Wang Ji's honor and disgrace only depended on Zhang Yu's attitude towards her. Now that they see Zhang Yu cherishing Wang Ji so much, not only for Wang Ji but also thinking about their own future, they are extremely happy in their hearts. An old nanny beside the bed is Wang Ji's nanny. She is highly respected by Wang Ji and is also Wang's right-hand assistant in managing the house's internal affairs. Seeing that Zhang Yu loved the Wang family so much, she became bolder. She smiled and said, "The prince doesn't know that during the time when the prince went on the expedition, the lady was thinking about the prince every day. In her spare time, she even knitted clothes for the prince herself, just thinking that when the prince comes back, he can wear the clothes she knitted by herself." Zhang Yuran was surprised that he didn't know about this when he just came back. He has a good wife and an IKEA home. Now Zhang Yu has a lot. While he has a lot, he cherishes the warmth in some details. Zhang Yu held Wang's shoulders and wanted to put her on the bed to rest, but as soon as he made a move, Wang Ji woke up and turned around. Maybe she was not sleeping too deeply in the first place. After Wang Ji woke up, she saw her husband sitting next to her at first sight. A sweet smile immediately appeared on her face, her watery eyes curved into a nice curve, and she said happily, "Husband, you are back." Zhang Yu responded with a smile, "Yes." After Wang Ji woke up, he saw some blood on Zhang Yu's shoulder. She was startled and looked at Zhang Yu's whole body carefully. Zhang Yu knew what she was looking at and said with relief, "I'm fine." When Wang Ji saw Zhang Yu say this, she felt relieved. Then she thought about it, got up and came to the bed. She came to a box and took out a very exquisite piece of clothing. This dress was bright red. Wang Ji was a little hesitant after taking it out, but still handed it to Zhang Yu. "This is my first time weaving clothes. I wonder if Tao Dao will like it." What Wang Ji didn't say was that in order to weave this dress, she wasted several pieces of brocade, the kind of weaver that even Li Suyi, who has always been a martial artist, couldn't bear to look at. Zhang Yu took the clothes and did not look at them carefully, but just put them aside. He said to Wang Ji, "Of course I like the ones made by Mr. Xi, but I have something to ask Mr. Xi." After saying this, Zhang Yu gestured for Wang Ji to sit next to him. Wang Ji was inevitably a little disappointed when she saw Zhang Yu's behavior, but she still sat down next to Zhang Yu obediently. Wang Ji didn't know what Zhang Yu was going to ask her, but the next moment she heard Zhang Yu's question, her expression suddenly changed. "When I was in Shangdang, someone reported to me that a rumor had been circulating in the government recently." "The rumor said that I had plotted to kill Liu Bo, the governor of Shangdang, and secretly sent a letter to his family to ask Su Yi to pretend to be a man to seize Dingxiang and seize the magpie's nest to do unkind things." "The princes mentioned in the report that these rumors came from you." "Really?" Zhang Yu's tone was still so gentle, but as soon as he said these words, not only Wang Ji's expression changed drastically, but all the maids and servants in the room were also frightened, and they fell to their knees in fright. Because the smile on Zhang Yu's face is no longer there. For a moment, the sound of needle drop could be heard in the room. In Man Chong's memorial to Zhang Yu, the rumor mentioned is, "Recently, it has been spread in the government that when Liu Bo, the former Shangdang governor, was invited by Zhang Yu to go to the camp to discuss military affairs, he took advantage of his unpreparedness and secretly sent soldiers pretending to be bandits to kill him. Zhang Yu had a sinister nature and asked his tribe to seize Dingxiang and had great ambitions." Man Chong was an upright person, and since it involved such a sensitive topic, he should have reported the rumors in the palace to Zhang Yu according to the script. In the report, Man Chong also specifically reminded at the end, "The suggestion of murder or the release of the wife is the source of great disaster. I hope you will be careful about it." But after such rumors came out from Zhang Yu's mouth, they became rumors. In Zhang Yu's words, he even said that "replacing Liu Bo to govern the party" was something he deliberately sent Zhang Feng to do. This change of meaning was enough to reflect Zhang Yu's dissatisfaction at the moment. His dissatisfaction was enough to scare everyone in the room. At this moment, Zhang Yu's dissatisfaction was directed at Wang Ji. Zhang Yu looked at Wang Ji with a pair of calm eyes, waiting for her answer. Perhaps Zhang Yu's tone was still gentle, and Wang Ji also regained her composure. She replied, "It is true, but I just regarded it as a rumor and didn't pay much attention to it." "I did not make any false rumors." Zhang Yu nodded after hearing this. He believed Wang Ji's words, but Wang Ji's answer did not satisfy him, "Xi Jun would not do such an unwise thing, but how could such a private matter spread throughout the house? That's what I asked." This time Wang Ji did not answer Zhang Yu. She pinched the hem of her skirt tightly with her fingers and lowered her head slightly. Zhang Yu sighed upon seeing this, Wang Ji is very smart, but after all, he is still young and his character is not strong enough. Did she think she wouldn't know the reason if she didn't tell her? School officials have been training for some time. "Come here." Zhang Yu called softly, and a dozen guards in black armor ran in from outside the door. After entering, they saluted Zhang Yu and stood up with their swords in hand. The black-armored guards are all tall and tall, with solemn faces. Standing with their swords in hand, they are like the gods of death summoned by Zhang Yu, watching the people in the room. This scene made the people in the room even more frightened.                                                                                                                                                                                     The old lady who could kneel beside the bed canteredly crawled to Zhang Yu, and said anxiously, "Your Majesty, calm down your anger, Lord, calm down your anger. This matter was not spread by Madam, but what I heard when I was serving beside Madam that day.    The villain thinks that as long as this matter is spread, it will come true, so that the lady can sit back and relax. As the old nanny spoke, she kowtowed to Zhang Yu. The sound of kowtowing could be heard. The old nanny was bursting into tears and looked at her anxiously protecting the Lord. Zhang Yu was even a little moved, but it could not change certain things. Zhang Yu said something to the old nanny, "You are very loyal and clever, but you used your cleverness in the wrong place. You are not helping the queen, you are harming her." After Zhang Yu waved his hand, a dozen school officials immediately took action. They rushed to the maids and servants in the house to find their targets, and then dragged them out one by one and dragged them out of the room. Suddenly screams and cries resounded in the room. These school officials were furious when they saw this. They were afraid that these sounds would disturb Zhang Yu, so they blocked the mouths of the crying servants with their hands, and then quickly dragged them out. In a short while, the room was almost empty except for a few servants. The two school officials came forward and were about to drag the old nanny out. When Wang Ji saw this, she couldn't bear it anymore. She shouted, "Stop." Facing Wang Ji's shouts, the two school officials stopped and ignored them. They were originally orphans among the refugees in the north, with no relatives or relatives. From the moment they were accepted by Zhang Yu as school officials, they became Zhang Yu's hawks and dogs, and would only listen to Zhang Yu's words. Wang Ji saw that his shouting did not stop the school officials. The two school officials had already picked up the old nanny and dragged her out of the room. Wang Ji was so anxious that she turned to look at Zhang Yu, who was watching this scene indifferently, and said in a pleading tone, "Husband, please let me go. In addition to my parents, she is also my closest relative in the family." There was a cry in Wang Ji's tone. Faced with Wang Ji's plea, Zhang Yu still looked indifferent. At this time, the old nanny had been dragged to the door. Wang Ji stood up in a hurry and was about to kneel down to Zhang Yu, but her movement was stopped by Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu reached out and held Wang Ji's hand, preventing her from getting up. He said to Wang Ji in a low tone, "I am protecting you!"