Huan Rong

Xi Chao is a good teacher, explaining the genealogy of scholars well and logically.

The relative relationship that made Huan Rong's headache became clear in an instant through his mouth.From the head of the family to the heirs, from the lineage to the branches, everything is in order.If you pick any one out, you can tell it clearly, and the evaluations of the various gentry are even easier to grasp.

"Where's the Qin family?"

"Nothing."

"The Qin family has no product?"

Even though the Qin family has a profound background in the north, it is still rejected by some overseas Chinese and Wu gentry.He bluntly said that he was in the same company as Huren, and he was not worthy of being judged by Da Zhongzheng.

"Dazhong is not showing up, so there is no product."

After hearing Xi Chao's explanation, Huan Rong was stunned.

Is this a different kind of small group?

In fact, not only the Qin family was treated like this, but also all the high families who stayed in the north were treated like this.

When the Western Jin Dynasty fell, the gentry who failed to cross the south were either destroyed by the Hu regime or attached to each other.Forced by the situation, a few even married with Hu people.After decades, the distance between the high gates of the two places has gradually drifted apart.As time goes by, the gap between them will only grow wider.

"The dead have nothing to decide, and so do the rest."

This sentence is very practical.

It's useless for the whole family to be exterminated. How can the dead be elected as officials?Those who were attached to the Hu regime, no matter if they sincerely or falsely, would not be accepted by the Eastern Jin regime, and those who had been criticized before would also be discarded.

It took a lot of effort to be accepted by the Wu gentry when the overseas Chinese gentry traveled south.As noble as Wang Dao, he was still scolded as a "bad man".

Even if the Langya Wang family is like this, in the eyes of the southern gentry, it is natural to imagine what status the high family who stays in the north will have.

The Qin family was well-known in the Northland by relying on Wubao and servants to block the encroachment of the Hu people. Indeed, many southern gentry praised him as a hero.But when it comes to criticism, the voices of opposition are still overwhelming.

"Qin's Wubao was built at the junction of Di people and Murong Xianbei. When it was most critical, it was surrounded by Hu people on all sides."

Seeing that Huan Rong listened carefully and the questions he asked were insightful, Xi Chaoai was inspired, and picked up a pen to draw on the paper.About the time of a cup of tea, a simple "map" will appear in front of you.

Because Xi Chao painted it deliberately and simply, ordinary people can't see what it is at all.It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a graph as intersecting lines.

"This place is occupied by the Di people, and to the east is Murong Xianbei. The Qin's Wubao is located between the two. After several generations of family owners, it has gathered more than [-] refugees, and its combat strength is not inferior to that of the begging army during Guangxi's reign."

When it comes to the "begging army", most people may not have a concept.Speaking of Ran Min who issued the "Order to Kill Hu", he is definitely famous, like a thunderbolt!This God of Killing, who fought hard against the Hu people and did not deal with the Eastern Jin court, came from the begging army.

"In the last years of Guangxi, the Qin family built Wubao in Bingzhou to gather scattered soldiers and fleeing people. Later, their power expanded to Luozhou and Jingzhou. During this period, they were repeatedly attacked by Hu people, and they were once in danger. With the bravery of the soldiers in the fort, after all, they are very strong. Come here."

"It is reported that during the war that year, the outer wall of Wubao collapsed, and the river that passed around the city turned bloody."

At this point, Xi Chao sighed.

"The Patriarch of the Qin family seldom dies, but mostly dies on the battlefield."

"During the Xianhe period, the lord of the Qin family fought against Xianbei. He was surrounded by heavy siege, and he would die in battle. The barbarians dared not approach, so the Lord Xianbei dismounted and praised him as a world-class hero!"

"If all the sons of my Han family can do this, why worry about the failure of the Northern Expedition and the immortality of the Hu clan!"

Huan Yi was so excited that his cheeks were red.

Holding back the heat in his eyes, Huan Rong looked at the lines on the table over and over again, wondering where the so-called Bingzhou, Luozhou, Jingzhou and Xihe County were.

When Xi Chao left, a map of later generations suddenly appeared in Huan Rong's mind.Although somewhat vague, it coincides with the boundary drawn by Xi Chao.

Without thinking too much, Huan Rong immediately took out a brush and sketched.

The half-frame picture was completed very quickly, and the level of detail is far superior to that of the original. It also made up for several parts that Xi Chao deliberately concealed, and only omitted the place names.In fact, he doesn't know the ancient name, and it will arouse suspicion if it is marked.

Seeing the gradually formed map, Huan Yi's mouth opened wider and wider.

"Brother." Huan Yi's mouth became dry, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Can you make a copy for me?"

"Brother, don't you think this is wrong?" Without raising his head, Huan Rong outlined two rivers and roughly circled an area where Qin's Wubao is located.

If his memory is correct, this place should be at the junction of Shaanxi and Shanxi, most of which are in Taiyuan.The Jingzhou mentioned by Xi Chao is not the "Jingzhou" of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but the state and county established by the Di people.

Putting down the pen and looking at the completed map, Huan Rong couldn't help being stunned.

When did his memory become so good?

As the fingertips brushed against the forehead, Huan Rong subconsciously felt that it had something to do with the light beads that suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

Huan Yi didn't realize that there was something wrong with Huan Rong, he stared at the paper without blinking, and replied: "My brother must have a reason for doing things, I don't think there is anything wrong."

It's just a picture, what's wrong?In his opinion, Ah Di's paintings are much better than Xi Canjun's.

After drying the ink on the paper, Huan Rong ordered the boy to find a piece of silk cloth, covered the drawing on it, and carefully rolled it up.

"Brother, I can't give you this picture for the time being."

Seeing the disappointment on Huan Yi's face, Huan Rong comforted him: "After all, this matter was done behind Xi Canjun's back, so I don't want to make it public. Besides, the picture is not complete. When Xi Canjun returns to Gulu with my father, I will complete the picture. You can come and see me anytime."

"Agreed?"

"Naturally." Huan Rong said, "Brother must keep it a secret for me, and not reveal a word to others."

"Don't worry brother!"

Huan Yi has a straightforward personality and can think about everything.Acting a little recklessly, but the mind is quite simple.If you make up your mind to treat someone well, you will stick to it.

Hiding the silk cloth in the box with his own hands, Huan Rong ate two plates of sazi, and took Huan Yi to practice calligraphy together.

"Brother, I really can't do it!" Huan Yi said bitterly, "I get a headache when I see this!"

"Brother..."

"I remembered, I haven't lifted the millstone fifty times today! I'm leaving first, Adimo will be exhausted!"

Without waiting for Huan Rong to arrest him, Huan Yi quickly stood up and strode out of the inner room.Looking at him, it looks like a vicious dog is chasing and biting him.

Huan Rong paused.

vicious dog?

Is there any way to describe yourself like this?

"Lang Jun?"

"It's nothing." Huan Rong waved his hand and said, "Don't spread the matter of today, if grandma sends someone, tell me that I am practicing calligraphy."

"No!" The little boy promised, saluted and walked outside the door.

During this period of time, Huan Rong gradually developed a habit of never leaving anyone around when writing.

The door was closed, Huan Rong spread out the bamboo slips, and began to copy word by word.

Wang Xianzhi admired a picture of the Shangsi Festival, after all, it is a bit flattering.When the novelty is gone, his handwriting can only be regarded as mediocre, and he will definitely not be able to do it in front of real talents.

Now that the course has gone astray and you have a reputation for being studious, you might as well continue to go astray.

If you don't have poetic talent, at least you must write decently.

After returning to Jiankang, Sima Huan often went out.Except on the day of the family banquet, the father and son did not meet more than one slap in the face.

Knowing that Huan Rong's handwriting was praised by Wang Xianzhi, and Xie Xuan intended to befriend him, Sima Huan just nodded without saying a single word of praise.

If it was his own son, he would probably be overwhelmed by this situation.Huan Rong didn't care.

Princess Nankang treats him sincerely, and he is the son of a family, so he will naturally reciprocate.Sima Huan had the label of "scum dad" on his head, and he went to play with his father's kindness and his son's filial piety when he was full.

Just one more question.

Huan Rong stopped writing, looked at the first sharp stroke of Xiaozhuan, his brows were furrowed.

The scumbag father took rebellion as his own mission all his life, and his brothers were not good at it, and the eldest and second child even had a hobby of "killing uncles and making everyone happy".Although he couldn't stand Huan Chong's strong strength and failed in the end, but he had learned from the past, so he couldn't be careless.

Assuming that history has not changed, the Huan family will eventually be suppressed, and he must try to protect himself.Can you change history on your own?With his current capital, he really doesn't have that ability.

Huan Rong was worried about the future, and he didn't know about it. After Xi Chao finished his lecture, he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he waited for Huan Wen to return and reported something important.

Huan Wen had great trust in this counselor under his command, so naturally he would not take this remark lightly.Immediately, Xi Chao invited Xi Chao into the inner room and began to talk in detail behind closed doors.

"If Jing Xing has anything to say, you might as well just say it."

"Being in the mansion for a few days, I can see that the young master is smart, has the talent of the world, and looks extremely noble."

Most of the famous scholars in the Jin Dynasty believed in the way of heavenly masters and were well versed in the art of matching people.

Xi Chao is a very accurate person. At the beginning, he once advised Huan Wen to recruit Wang Meng, saying that he had great talent.It's a pity that the latter looked down on Huan Da Sima in all kinds of ways, and Huan Da Sima was not too cold about this famous person who caught lice in person, so that the two looked at each other and hated each other, and finally fell in love with each other.

Wang Meng ran to the territory of the Di people and was reused by Fu Jian. Whether it was an internal struggle for power or an external contest, it was a sharp knife that could stab the enemy's weakness when it was unsheathed.

Nowadays, Xi Chao said that Huan Rong has an extraordinary face and is full of nobility, so Huan Wen has to pay attention to it.

Talent of the world?

If it was any other son, even Huan Yi, Huan Wen would not make things difficult.It happened to be Huan Rong.Sima Huan put one hand on his knee and fell into deep thought for a long time.

The next day, the health servants in the mansion and the mansion army outside the city made a sudden transfer.Princess Nankang was alert, but she didn't know what Sima Huan's real intentions were, so she couldn't easily stop her.

Sensing that the rumors were not right, Huan Rong became more cautious in his actions.Seeing the healthy servants around the residence being replaced by new faces one after another, the ominous premonition is getting closer and closer.

In order to prevent any change, Huan Rong ordered the boy to fetch a lamp, and prepared to burn the map and handwriting that might cause trouble.

Don't be afraid of [-], just in case, it is always right to take precautions in advance.

It's a pity that before the flames were born, I heard the report from the maidservant that Sima Huan had an invitation.

Huan Rong's first reaction was bad, but his second reaction was bad.In a hurry, he could only hide the map on his body, and the maidservant and the boy tidied up their clothes, and went to the main courtyard with a feeling of apprehension.

A Gu happened to be away, and the little boy was in a state of confusion, worried about others, so he ran to report to Princess Nankang by himself.

At that time, Princess Nankang and Mrs. Li were counting the Hepu pearls sent by the palace. When they heard that their son had been called away by Sima Huan, they immediately raised their bare hands, and the round pearls rolled all over the ground.

"Old slave dares to hurt my son, I will not have sex with you!"

After speaking, he got up and left, but turned back halfway, and ordered the servant to fetch the long sword and leave the inner room with it.

At the same time, a goshawk flew into Jiankang City, circled in the air for several weeks, and landed in a house in the city.

Qin Jing walked out of the inner room and naturally raised her right arm.Goshawk landed and rubbed Qin Jing's cheek affectionately.Then fly to the side of the health servant and enjoy the prepared fresh meat.

Unfolding the news brought by Goshawk, Qin Jing stared at it first, and then smiled.

"Mr. Lang, what did the Master's letter say?"

"The general guard of the Di people in Shancheng took refuge in Murong Xianbei. Fu Jian ordered Yang Chengshi to be the chief general and Mao Song to be the deputy general, and sent [-] troops to attack."

"Diren and Murong Xianbei are fighting?"

"Correct."

Handing the note to the health servant, Qin Jing held up the goshawk which was combing its feathers, brushed the flying feathers on the eagle's back with his fingers, and said: "The invitation letter has been sent, I will pay a visit to the Duke of Nanjun at Huan Mansion tomorrow, and when I return Set off to return north."

"promise!"

Two quarters of an hour later, the goshawk fluttered its wings and flew out of Jiankang City.

The loud eagle's cry resounded through the sky.

The sorcerer's prophecy came true, and the flames of war suddenly rose in the northern land, and the flames of war instantly ignited the fire.