Sima Yi's Three Kingdoms Collection Collection

Chapter 367 Desperate to Capture, Sima Yi Retires and Returns Home (2)
Sima Yi looked at the wisps of wandering clouds in the sky through his tears, and said with emotion: "In the past sixty years, I and you can be said to have witnessed three times of this meeting between the world's scholars. Transmutation - First, the sages at the end of the Han Dynasty, like Wang Yun, Xun Shuang, Yang Biao, and Xun Yu's generation of high-ranking scholars and great sages, have the common characteristics of virtue over talent, despising life and valuing righteousness, practicing pragmatism, and keeping integrity; The second is Jian'an sages, like Wang Sujun, Gao Roujun, Jia Kuijun, Manchongjun, Jiang Jijun, Huanfanjun and this seat, etc. Our common characteristics are both virtue and ability, pursuit of good deeds, freedom of square circles, and meritorious deeds; the third is like Xia Houxuan , He Yan, Ji Kang, Ruan Ji, Liu Ling, etc., the celebrities who grew up in Huang Chu and Taihe years, I am not flattering to them. In a catastrophic situation, growing up in a family of rich clothes and fine food, and making friends in the prosperous and prosperous times, they are more willing to work than suffering, and more leisure than work, resulting in their characteristics of being more talented than virtue, more colorful than real, despising others and valuing themselves, and liking leisure and despising work! Alas, looking back, the world is going downhill and adultery is rampant, and those later scholars are probably even more lacking in virtue and ability, and have lost their names and names, and the disaster is becoming more and more unspeakable!"

Hearing the words, Jiang Ji was also moved with compassion, and sighed deeply: "Fu Sima Taifu's concern for the world and the people is really touching! In today's situation, we can only do our best and then obey the destiny. Right now, we can fight for the country. Cultivate a good seedling and try your best to cultivate it, and you will live up to your lifelong ambition of helping the world and rectifying chaos!"

"Master Tai Tu, don't worry too much and hurt yourself!" "Master Tai Tu is really a sage..." Gao Rou, He Zeng, Fu Gu, Wei Zhen and others also spoke to comfort Sima Yi.Only Huan Fan was sitting at the table, staring at Sima Yi coldly, without saying anything.

Sima Yi pressed his palms on the table, with an anxious expression on his face: "Oh! That's why I will go all out to fight here and there - I just want to take advantage of the fact that my old bones can still move in the past few years, and fight for the future. Wipe out the Shu bandits and Wu thieves in your lifetime, and create a peaceful and prosperous world for the lords present here and the people of the world, with no soldiers and no weapons, so that our descendants can live in happiness and peace! Jun—would you like to allow your descendants to experience the hardships of wandering, killing and hunting since the end of the Han Dynasty?"

Speaking of this, he already burst into tears like rain, wet his chin and his beard was glistening a lot.

This time, all the officials present, including Huan Fan, were deeply moved by him.They all stood up and bowed their hands to Sima Yi and said: "Master Tai Tuo has the world in mind, cares about the common people, and benevolently covers the world. I really admire him from the bottom of my heart! I wish Master Tai Tuo a thousand years and a thousand years!"

"That's it! That's it!" Sima Yi lightly pounded his left fist on his legs and knees, waved his right hand at them, and said gracefully, "I have recently relapsed from my old leg and foot disease, and it is very inconvenient for me to move up and down. Yes. Gentlemen, I tell you the truth. After meeting with you today, I will return to my hometown in Xiaojingli, Wen County, to recuperate behind closed doors. In the future, I will ask you all to assist General Cao with all your strength. Jointly dealt with..."

When he suddenly said this, all the veterans present looked at each other in shock, and were a little stunned for a while.

Wang Guan was the first to react from the shock, and shouted in a low voice: "Master... Master Taifu! You...you can't just report your illness and return home like this! This Great Wei Sheji cannot leave you in the capital even for a moment. Preside over the overall situation!"

Then, Jiang Ji, Gao Rou, Wei Zhen, Wang Su, Lu Yu and others also persuaded him: "Master Tai Tuo, what will happen to the world when you go? If you say that your legs and feet are inconvenient, we will join you in the concert." Your Majesty, it is enough to grant you the privilege of 'going up to the temple by chariot and sleeping in the temple'! Why do you want to leave this important matter behind and return to Wen County to recuperate behind closed doors?"

But no matter how dry their mouth was and foam was pouring out of their persuasion, Sima Yi remained unmoved: "I've made up my mind to go—gentlemen, don't try to persuade me any more!"

In the end, it was Sima Fu who came out to smooth things over: "My lords, my brother's character has always been what he says, so you don't have to force him anymore. After he returns to his hometown in the countryside to rest for a few days, he can still do it after he recovers." Then return to court to assist the government."

Thus, Sima Yi's return to his hometown to recuperate from his illness has just come to an end.Pointing to the dim sum and tea fruit on the table, he greeted all the veterans with a smile: "Okay! Alright! Everyone, let's chat with me now. If you have time in the future, You can also visit my hometown in Xiaojingli, Wen County as a guest..."

The people had no choice but to drink tea and taste fruits, and talk about some matters of discrimination and analysis on the rules and principles.

They were halfway through the game when Zhong Hui and Ruan Ji came to visit.Sima Yi also asked them to sit at the end of the table, and then he stroked his beard and said: "I have heard about Zhong Jun and Ruan Jun for a long time, and today I will write a question to test the knowledge of Er and others. This is a simple question. It was drawn up by Emperor Wen himself when he was diving into the East Palace. If in that war-torn world, you got a pill, and there were two patients lying in front of you, one was your lord and the other was your father. They can only be saved by taking this pill of yours, may I ask which one of them should you dedicate that pill to?"

As soon as he asked this question, there was silence in the field.Huan Fan's face moved slightly, thinking about Sima Yi's question, his eyes flashed like lightning.

Sima Yi waited for a while, and began to roll the roll: "Ruan Jun, answer first."

Ruan Ji frowned, seeming to be in a dilemma: "Teacher Sima, it is really difficult for Ruan to answer this question. Father is the foundation of one's life, and the king is one's own destiny, and one must not lose one's duty. How can Ruan be able to do this?" The best of both worlds? It is really difficult for Ruan to choose—to save his father, he will forget the righteousness of the ruler and his ministers. In between! When Ruan is in a dilemma, he can only kill himself!"

"Oh? Jun Ruan turned out to be the answer! He decided to kill himself and avoid conflicts—why did it come to this?" Sima Yi took a deep look at him, and then turned his gaze to Zhong Hui: "Mr. Zhong, where is your answer? "

Zhong Hui straightened his face, and replied respectfully: "My lord, it is a dilemma whether this pill should be dedicated to the lord or to the father... However, I think that before offering this pill, you must first get the medicine." There should be a difference..."

"Separate? There should be a separation in advance when offering medicine to save lives?" Huan Fan frowned slightly as he listened, "How do you say that?"

"That's right. In advance, there should be such a distinction: a ruler with virtue, a ruler with no virtue, and a father with virtue, and a father without virtue." Zhong Hui replied slowly, "According to Hui's humble opinion, if the ruler has the Dao, the father If there is no virtue, then this pill should be given to the lord to take; if the king has no way and the father is virtuous, then this pill should be given to the father to take.”

Sima Yi raised his head and looked around, chuckled, and asked Zhong Hui, "If the king is righteous and the father is virtuous, who should you give the pill to?"

"Naturally, it is dedicated to the lord - because if the king has the way, the benefit will be wide; although the father is virtuous, the benefit will be narrow! Besides, a virtuous father himself may not take this pill in vain." Zhong Will answer without hesitation.

"If the king has no way and the father has no virtue, how should I offer this pill?" Wang Su also interjected and asked.

"At this time, the pills should be dedicated to the father - because if the king has no way, many people will be harmed. Giving him the pills to save him is doing harm to the tiger. To fulfill the filial piety of the son."

After hearing Zhong Hui's defense, the veterans present almost couldn't help applauding.At this time, Sima Yi asked the only one among them, Huan Fan, who had been expressionless all the time: "Doctor Huan, what do you think of Zhong Huijun's answer just now?"

Huan Fan had already seen that Sima Yi deliberately used this question of "whose pills to give" to lure civil and military officials to subtly change their positions of "pure loyalty" and "pure filial piety", using "whether there is Tao and how much virtue is" "Being vaguely used as the premise of the question of "who will be loyal to", a pattern is given to their thinking to manipulate their choices and actions when they will go in the future.Therefore, he smiled deeply: "Although Zhong Huijun's words are indeed quite reasonable, it seems that they are still not exquisite enough."

As soon as he said this, the expression on Sima Yi's face froze.

"Please enlighten me, Doctor Huan." Zhong Hui did not change his face, and bent down to salute Huan Fan.

Huan Fan touched the beard at the corner of his lips, and said solemnly: "Under that time and that situation, if the king has no way, but this doctor thinks that you should still dedicate the pills to him - because you can save him after he is cured." After that, I will wholeheartedly assist him in turning the ignorant way into the right way, so that the benefit will be wide and the benefit will be many!"

Hearing his words, Sima Yi's eyes were burning and focused on him immediately: "Doctor Huan, in my opinion, if you are a king who can be transformed, then you are not a king without principles!"

Huan Fan raised his eyebrows, and met Sima Yi's scorching gaze with a knife-like gaze: "Teacher Sima, Huan has always believed that although a king has no way, a minister must be loyal! A king is a king, no matter who has If there is no way, all ministers should swear allegiance to the death! Bigan, Qu Yuan, aren’t we our role models? Hmph! But I don’t know how you, Sima Taifu, answered this question in front of Emperor Gaozu Wen?”

Seeing his excited expression, Sima Yi was stunned for a moment: Kong Rong's shadow suddenly floated across his mind, and superimposed on Huan Fan's face leisurely and flickeringly!He sighed deeply in his heart, but his tone softened: "Doctor Huan...why are you doing this? To tell you the truth, this is what I answered in front of Emperor Wen back then—the king is the best between heaven and earth." The most important thing is that Yi Wei can only offer medicine to you—the answer is exactly the same as yours."

Mrs. Bo

The sudden and slow sound of silk and bamboo is like the autumn wind blowing leaves, gently swaying in the air, and like a thousand weeping willows, entangled and intertwined for a long time in this mottled world.The maids playing the music were either kneeling or standing, all wearing half-sleeved blouses, with rouge on their lips and thick ink between their eyebrows, holding delicate shengxiao flute pipes, their slender and white fingertips touching the thin round Back and forth on the sound hole.

Facing the small window covered with eight-petal lotus flowers, He Yan felt a little chilled by the frosty wind.The robe he was wearing was very loose and not close to the body, it was as loose as the shriveled withered lotus covering the pond outside the window; the inside was empty, like a huge and flashy mansion of a famous family, Behind the door is the gray broken bricks and tiles, but it is just a near-empty ruin, exuding a beautiful decadence.

"Goodness has its origin, and things have their meeting. The world is different and returns to the same goal, and all concerns are the same. If you can know its origin, then everyone will do good deeds. Therefore, you don't need to learn more, just know it."

He Yanfu wrote this in the letter, put down the pen, and was attracted by the silk music of the maids: the sound of the flute and flute is euphemistic, like the moaning of a woman in the Cuixiang courtyard, faintly dripping with romantic love obscenity.He doesn't really like this kind of music, but compared to those honest and grand elegant music, he is more willing to drown in this kind of decadent music.To be romantic in life and suave in death is the secret desire in his heart.

(End of this chapter)