Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 615
At the end of the year, the Minghou Mansion was first established, the system was not perfect, all aspects were somewhat general, and the handling of affairs was not efficient enough, so the affairs naturally increased.

Today's military meeting, tomorrow South Study will bring Mu Jing to discuss government affairs.

Too busy to touch the ground.

But this kind of busyness is practical, because under such busyness, the achievements of the Minghou Mansion this year are presented to Mujing one by one, which makes him quite comforted.

When I broke through Guanzhong, I almost died. It can be said that today may not be tomorrow. How disturbing it was. After going south, in order to obtain a place to recuperate and recuperate, regardless of the fatigue of the soldiers of the herdsmen, they also entered Hanzhong.

Battle after battle, calculation after calculation.

Now it's finally a wish.

With the place of Hanzhong to recuperate, Mujing's heart is at ease, at least he is no longer a rootless duckweed.

With such a steady life, the new year comes as scheduled.

Chuping three years.

This is the third year that today's son ascended the throne, and it also means that the Han Dynasty has begun to enter an era of separatist regimes.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, it was Xiu Mu who was assigned by Mu Jing himself.

All the yamen, except for the officials on duty, the rest of the officials have a five-day rest and bathing holiday, and they can wait until after the fifth day of the new year before they start to work.

In fact, although the imperial court in this era does not have any express regulations on the new year, there is also a period of time before the court will go to court after the new year. It's just that in troubled times, everyone pays close attention to developing their strength and doesn't care much.

But Mujing is different.

Combining work and rest is the best way.

He didn't want the officials of the Minghou Mansion to be so dedicated every day 360 days a year. This was something he couldn't do, and he wouldn't force it. When it was time to rest, he still had to rest.

By the way, he also gave himself a vacation.

Jingping Courtyard was quite lively.

"what is this?"

"I can see it, this is Madam's word!"

"Why didn't it belong to the lord?"

"Let me tell you in a low voice, the word Junhou is obviously shameless. My wife often says that the word Junhou is like a three-year-old child!"

"..."

On the main entrance, Mu Jing is posting couplets.

There are no couplets in this era.

But when Mujing came, there was a couplet.

The picture is just a celebration.

"Uncle Sibao, go higher!" Supported by several guards from Jingping Courtyard, Mu Jing climbed up the wooden ladder and pasted the couplet handwritten by Cai Yan.

Very simple couplet.

The cross-link is: all the best.

The Left Alliance is: Fuzhao family, everything prospers.

The right couplet is: Xiju Baodi is prosperous for thousands of years.

In the culture of this era, this is a simple and straightforward sentence, but it only adds joy, and it makes many people feel comfortable.

"Sister Zhaoji, did you write this? Haha, isn't this your literary talent?" Zhang Ning stood beside him, watching Mu Jing climb up and down the mountain, making noise like a child, and his frozen face suddenly changed. The gap between them bloomed, and the smile was picturesque.

"My husband dictated it, but I wrote it myself!"

Cai Yan covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "My husband said that this is a couplet, which is used to welcome the new year. When I first read it, I really felt that it was too straightforward, but when I read it later, I felt quite meaningful.

"Sister, you are too used to him!"

Zhang Ning seldom saw such wanton Mujing, but the suppressed resentment in her heart disappeared. To Cai Yan, she had nothing to complain about. To herself and Mujing, she just resented fate.

"Sister You Ji, don't you spoil him too?"

Cai Yanruo said meaningfully.

Zhang Ning suddenly blushed.

"Uncle Sibao, hold it up, I'll put another one on!" Mu Jing was shouting, and the servant girls below were shouting, it sounded like they were all female voices, and from time to time there were a few shouts from the head wife.

Jingping Courtyard seems to be full of yin and yang, and the Mu family is not very crowded. After Mu Shan died in the battle, only Mu Jing was left with the Mu family. In fact, the Mu family still has some people, and the Mu family is well-known. After the world, someone came to the door.

It's just that the relationship between these clansmen has been quite different back then, and Mushan still cared about this clan relationship. Most of them were arranged by Mushan in Nanyang, and he never gave them the opportunity to come to the capital to harass him.

After Mu Jing went south, there was little contact.

However, there is still an old housekeeper in Jingping Courtyard. His surname is Mu. He is considered an old member of the Mu clan. His Uncle Sibao, just Grandpa Sibao, was afraid that Sibao Mu would not be able to bear it.

This is the only clan member that Mujing recognizes.

The encounter between them was a bit dramatic. After the old man was burned down by the government in Mujia Village, he was the only survivor who escaped. He fled to Hanzhong and lived in Shangyong. It was not very good. , as long-term tenants.

When fighting Shangyong, his two sons participated in the resistance of Shangyong's soldiers and horses against the herding army, were captured, and finally became officers and soldiers of the herding army.

At first, the old man thought that his son was dead, so he made a fuss about collecting the body, and when he went to the military camp, he was so fearless, he would rather die than collect the body for his son, this spirit resonated with many officers and men of the Mu army.

After all, on the battlefield, life and death are unpredictable. In troubled times, human life is humble. After death in battle, it is a great righteousness for someone to take the risk of killing oneself with a sword and ax.

So it leads to Mujing.

Mu Jing was also quite interested in the stubborn old man, and after chatting with him, he asked about the background, since they were both born at the same root, they should take care of each other.

He had met the two sons of Mu Sibao and encouraged them, but he wanted them to retire on purpose. After all, Mu Sibao was also a rare master in Mujing, but these two Mu's children were also ambitious. A person who wants to win a future with a weapon in his hand and a bow and arrow in his hand.

Mu Jing didn't care much about such people, living in the army, life and death, riches and honours, was not something he could take care of if he wanted to. A group of people who wanted to win a bright future had to work hard.

But Mu Jing became concerned about the Four Treasures of Mu. He originally wanted to give him the life of a rich man with a few acres of land and no worries about food and clothing.

But the Four Treasures of Mu are stubborn.

Unrequited rewards for no merit, and strong bones, have made countless people in this era feel ashamed.

After Jingping Courtyard was completed, the Mu family needed a housekeeper. Mu Jing has always been a person who distinguishes between public and private. Minghou Mansion belongs to Minghou Mansion, and Jingping Courtyard belongs to Jingping Courtyard. a system.

Jingping Courtyard is his home.

The family affairs are not stable, how can the state affairs be safe, Cai Yan can take care of the internal affairs as his wife, but some external minor matters need to be dealt with by someone. This person is also very important. He knows the root and the bottom, and he must be of the same family.

He invited Mu Sibao to be the housekeeper.

"Husband, take a rest!" Cai Yan came up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was the first day of the new year, and Mu Jing, who had been busy all day, was quite excited.

"Ma'am, do you give red envelopes to the family?"

This was also invented by Mujing. When the New Year is booming, of course people have to give out red envelopes.

"According to what my husband said, the reward has been sealed!"

Cai Yan tidied up his robes for him, feeling sorry for Mu Jing's fatigue: "Why do you have to do these small things yourself, your husband takes care of everything every day, and you can leave these things to Uncle Sibao and the others!"

"This is different!" Mu Jing raised his head, looked at the couplets on the main entrance, and looked at the busy figures inside the mansion, and said, "This is home, our home, and we need to do things ourselves to feel like home." !"

Inexplicably came to this era.

He is alone.

He knows things that no one knows.

Even though he entered the game, he always felt that he was a repellent of an era and was excluded from this era.

He has always longed for a home.

My father, Mushan, is still there, and where there is a father is home.

Now, with Cai Yan and Zhang Ning here, it is his Mujing's home. In order to protect this home, he will pay all the price, even if the bones of the world are as numerous as Mount Tai, he doesn't care.

"By the way, Zhao Ji, where is the old man?"

At this time, Mujing suddenly looked around like a little mouse, looking for a figure with wretched eyes, but couldn't find it.

"Father went to make wine with green plums today with a few great Hanzhong scholars!"

Cai Yan covered her small mouth and laughed. She laughed when she thought about the relationship between Mu Jing and Cai Yong. It stands to reason that Cai Yong is a minister of the Mu family, and Mu Jing may not be so respectful. But in today's world, filial piety Quite seriously, Cai Yong is considered to be the only elder in the world today who has a good name for Mu Jing, and loves to teach others, but regardless of whether Mu Jing is a first-class prince in the current imperial court, he doesn't save face when he talks about it, which naturally caused Mu Jing to be very disrespectful. He was a little scared.

"An old rotten scholar like him can still communicate?" Mu Jing was quite surprised.

At this time, green plums boiled wine to talk about important issues, isn't it the best communication?
Based on his understanding of that old guy Cai Yong.

He can't do such a thing.

Even if there are some Confucianists in Hanzhong, it is difficult for him to catch his eyes, which makes Mu Jing quite surprised.

"Father now serves as a sacrificial wine for the Hongdumen School. The Hongdumen School was built a few years ago. After the beginning of this year, it will be able to enroll students. He naturally needs someone to help him resonate with the way of Confucianism!"

Cai Yan reminded.

The reason why I say it is a reminder is because Cai Yan knows that Mujing’s rebuilding of Hongdumen School is not to provide Confucianism societies. Confucianism societies spread all over the world.

And Cai Yong is a great sage of Confucianism, and he has been inheriting Confucianism all his life.

Although both of them are building for Hongdu School, their goals are different. The Hongdu School that Mu Jing wants is a school that even Cai Yan can't explain clearly.

Cai Yan had heard Mujing describe it, and in her feeling, what Mujing wanted was a place where a hundred schools of thought contended, not a place where Confucianism was the only one.

This is the opposite of Cai Yong.

"This old man wants to wrestle with me!" Mu Jing laughed immediately: "That's fine, don't provoke him a bit, this old guy hides his clumsiness, he doesn't need to show all his abilities, wouldn't it be a waste of my thoughts !"

He knew that the old man would not help him so smoothly.

But he has no fear.

Many things have to stand the test in order to be able to hold on. The same is true for academics. Confucianism is the only one, which is the nature of the times, but the contention of a hundred schools of thought may not fail to appear.

"Humph!"

Zhang Ning came here, holding a cup of tea inadvertently in his hand. The way he handed it to Mujing was casual, and Mujing also took it from her hand casually. The familiarity between them seemed to have become a very The casual and casual feeling made Cai Yan a little jealous.

I only heard Zhang Ning say: "Don't underestimate Cai Jijiu's ability, be careful that the boat capsizes in the gutter, and if you are hanged and beaten by the old man, then you will lose the face of your majestic Minghou!"

"Am I still afraid of him?"

Mu Jing said stubbornly: "I have always respected the old and loved the young, since he wants to wrestle with me, it doesn't matter if I let him have one hand, when the time comes, I will let him become the sacrificial wine of the Hongdu School! "

"Easy to say!"

Zhang Ning pouted.

"Let's wait and see!" Mu Jing said angrily.

Resting and taking a bath is a good thing, but it makes Mu Jing not quite used to it. After the first and second day of the new year, the following days are a bit boring. People like them who are used to being busy can relax. I feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially in this era, food and clothing have become a big problem, and it is really impossible to expect much entertainment life.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will succeed.

Since there was nothing to do, Mu Jing started to find something to do.

Thus, in the inner house of the Mu Mansion, the siege of this era began. The quintessence of mahjong, no matter men, women, old or young, up to eighty-year-olds, down to children, are all killed.

Mujing asked the craftsmen to make the first mahjong of the big man.

The shepherds began to fight the overall situation.

"Three!"

In the side hall, on the four-plan table, with bamboo mats on the floor, four people sat down. Mu Jing was completely drowned by shallow water, an old sailor, a dignified mahjong master, a pioneer who brought mahjong to this era, and had already lost ten games in a row. Forget it, his eyes are red, and he wants to make money.

"Eat, shit!"

At this time, the people living in his next family made a move without hesitation: "Trouble, [-] yuan!"

Cai Yong.

Today's Confucian great sage was originally not interested in these games, but after watching two games, he ended up being very enthusiastic. During the siege of the city, he specialized in conquering the pastoral scenes.

"Father, you don't have to be so cruel!" Mu Jing's eyes turned red and his face turned yellow.

"There are no fathers and sons in the casino!"

Cai Yong said solemnly: "This sentence sounds familiar, it seems that whoever said it, the old man has forgotten it!"

This is what Mujing said when he taught them just now. At that time, if Mujing had a good shot, the key was that he knew the rules by himself. He played ruthlessly and won tens of thousands of dollars from Cai Yong.

This feng shui took turns, no, Cai Yong took revenge.

"This old man is too small-minded!"

When Mu Jing heard the words, he was angry, he kept on talking, but he didn't dare to say it, he was quite stuffy.

Zhang Ning, who was sitting in the upper house, and Cai Yan, who was sitting in the opposite house, watched the game between the two with a smile. This mahjong is a good thing, but it is also about the mind. They are not as good as these two. And fighting skills.

So the battle of the siege turned into a struggle between Mu Jing and Cai Yong, the son-in-law.

"continue!"

Mu Jing is red-eyed, and the small treasury is being lost, he is not reconciled.

How the so-called gambler came to be.

It is just like Mujing today.

After a rest, until the sixth day of the first lunar month, at the end of the new year, he lost a total of [-] yuan to Cai Yong. Thinking about it, he clutched his heart and felt pain. It was all his small coffers.

(End of this chapter)