Chapter 787
Dong Zhuo’s flourishing period, to have that kind of scenery, he created it himself. The rebellious Xiliang officer, the fight and scheme against each other in the Imperial Court, Dong Zhuo can control it. Would such a person be a reckless brute full of brains and muscles?
If it were not for the sudden change of the situation, and Dong Zhuo would be frustrated, and if he had no son, he would be greedy for pleasure and ended up like that.
Of course, for such a person, I probably won’t regret it. The so-called after I die, how can he care about the flood? Anyway, I don’t even have a son, and there is no hope for a man when he grows old. What use is it to lay a big foundation? And the resistance is so great, just have a good time in the last time, and die willingly.
Wang Yun can succeed, the key lies in Dong Zhuo himself, as for Lu Bu, Hehe, this is a real reckless brute, which does not play a decisive role.
Zhao Yu is disappointed.
The devastatingly beautiful beauty did not see, some popular legends, after all, are just legends.
Because of women losing the world, there are such people, but it is definitely not Dong Zhuo.
After coming out of the Imperial Palace, Zhao Yu was somewhat distracted.
The emperor didn't ask him to take him away anymore. He probably understood Zhao Yu's attitude. Rich man Liu Xie is definitely not willing to do it. He would rather have a hungry meal in the Imperial Palace than leave this huge vortex and be an ordinary person.
After all, without knowing it, Zhao Yu certainly has no reason to care about him.
The streets and alleys of Chang'an are like a maze. Zhao Yu walked aimlessly, walking around, and somehow came to a secluded alley. In the courtyard in front, a white banner was erected outside the door, and there was an old servant and a woman at the door, wearing sackcloth and filial piety. There are scattered people, all with extraordinary temperament, and all of them have heavy faces. They pay respect for old servants and women, and go in to express their condolences.
Zhao Yu has a concentrated look-Cai Mansion.
He couldn't help but blink and walked up.
as the saying goes A woman must be pretty and filial. This woman is dressed in linen and filial piety. Although her face is a bit haggard and weak, she can't hide the intellectual temperament of a scholarly flavor in her beauty. Zhao Yu's eyes are bright.
"But Cai Zhonglang comes to the mansion?"
Zhao Yu stepped forward and made a gesture.
The woman gave a gift: "It is Cai Mansion. My father’s new funeral, if my husband is in trouble, please come back another day."
Zhao Yu shook the head: "I heard Cai Zhonglang went to jail for injustice, didn't expect... Zhao Ji in front of you? Please keep your sorrow and change."
Cai Yan bowed down and said: "Mr. Many thanks. Please come inside, sir."
I saw Cai Mansion before, and saw this beautiful and intellectual woman, Zhao Yu suddenly had the answer in his mind.
This is Cai Mansion, the residence of Cai Yong and Cai Boxie. This woman is Cai Yan and Cai Zhaoji, a talented woman who has been famous for all ages. Later generations changed the word Wen Ji because of avoiding the name Sima Zhao.
Cai Yong is the last cifu master and one of the great scholars in the late Han Dynasty. Academically, its status is roughly under Zheng Xuan. Cai Yong is a pure and upright person, but because of his academic research, he is not good at power. Since his entry into office, he has been repeatedly persecuted and persecuted.
Calculating time, it is exactly this year that goes to heaven.
The murder of Cai Yong was probably caused by his talent and reputation in the cultural world. Because Cai Yong is tall and famous, after Dong Zhuo took control of the government, he planned to set Cai Yong as an example in order to win over people in the cultural world. Cai Yong was originally unwilling, but Dong Zhuo threatened him and could only let Dong Zhuo conquer him. But Dong Zhuo was really good to him. I won't say how many ranks he was promoted. The key is to respect him in many places.
As a literary youth, Cai Yong probably values this kind of respect. So after Dong Zhuo died, he sighed sadly. So Wang Yun was thrown into prison. Cai Yong died in prison, probably just a little bit before Wang Yun. Then Wang Yun was over.
Calculating the time, it should be at least one or two months since Cai Yong died. But in the previous one or two months, Changan was too chaotic. Now that the situation is a little calmer, Cai Mansion is mourned.
After entering Cai Mansion, Zhao Yu saw that not many people came to express condolences. Just over ten people. Moreover, the overwhelming majority are all literati, and all of them seem to be very literate. After all, those who can be friends with Cai Yong cannot be ordinary people.
If the situation is stable and Cai Family is in mourning, there are not many scholars in the world who will come to mourn him. But now the flames of war have blocked talisman tablets everywhere. In this case, there are still people who come to offer condolences. It can be seen that Cai Yong's position in people's hearts is extraordinary.
Cai Yong should have been buried long ago, and his condolences are his clothes. Many of these scholars wailed loudly. Or chant an elegy for Cai Yong. In the voice of the singing, the entire Cai Mansion was desolate.
For a big scholar like Cai Yong, Zhao Yu admires him. In fact, no matter what kind of discussion in later generations, the inheritance of civilization is inseparable from these big scholars. Without them, the entire text of Ming General is in darkness.
They are the complete manifestation of an important aspect of humanity.
The day does not give birth to Saint, the eternal life is like a long night. And the big scholar after Saint is holding the torch lit by Saint and passing the torchbearer for thousands of years.
Zhao Yu worshipped three times sincerely.
Then he was alone in the Cai Mansion, let’s take a look around.
Cai Yong is an upright person. Speaking of which, the Cai Family is also the Chenliu family. However, Cai Yong is not rich. Or Dong Zhuo hadn't given him many rewards, maybe he didn't accept it. For a scholar like him, no matter what, he always has to be upright. The real scholar is really high, and the fake scholar is the fake high. There is no doubt that Cai Yong is a real scholar.
He is the Cifu Master, and he is the last Cifu Master. Calligraphy, the creator of Feibaishu. It’s the temperament guys. Cai Yan’s temperament was taught by her father Cai Yong. He is a great academician. Many of his academic works have been lost in later generations. However, it is fascinating to review the Xiping Shijing and continue to write Dongguan Hanji.
Zhao Yu feels that although Cai Yong has been an official for many years, he has not been polluted by the dark officialdom of the late Han Dynasty. In essence, he is a pure literary master. It is completely different from many other fake scholars who seek profit in the name of literature.
The courtyard of Cai's Mansion is not big, a few old trees, two ashlar tables, nothing more. Even the houses look old, or because Cai Yong lives here, there seems to be a gentle atmosphere lingering. Zhao Yu did not enter the backyard, and it was rude to enter the backyard at will without the host’s invitation.
Zhao Yu seems to be away from the crowd, waiting until the people who mourn come and go, it is almost dark.
The old servant closed the door, Cai Yan dragged a heavy footsteps, only to see Zhao Yu sitting there.
Zhao Yu stood up before Cai Yan could speak, and said, "Maybe Zhao Ji doesn’t know me. My name is Zhao Yu. I come from Puyang, East County, Yanzhou."
"Mr. Zhao."
Cai Yan showed a hint of thought. In her memory, she couldn't find the name.
Zhao Yu said with a smile: "Don’t think too much about Zhao Ji. I don’t know Cai Zhonglang, but Cai Zhonglang’s name is like thunder piercing the ear. It’s also accidental today. I learned from Imperial Palace came out, aimlessly, and happened to come here without paying homage to Cai Zhonglang. I can’t justify it."
Zhao Yu didn't hide it, he had something to say.
Cai Yan hearing this, on the contrary, is not angry. She thinks Zhao Yu is very sincere, completely different from the pretense of most people.
Said: "All the condolences to my father are gone, is there anything Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Yu nodded, looking at this tall woman who is almost close to her own eyes , I regretted what happened to her in my heart.
How hard it is for a confidant.
If Zhao Yu doesn’t come today, or doesn’t think of this talented woman, according to the original historical trend, after two or three years, Li Lao and the others will fight inwardly, and during the Great Guanzhong chaos, he will be in alignment with the Xiongnu. Opportunity went south to plunder and take her away. From then on, I was alone in the barren land of the northern captives for many years. After Cao Mengde took control of the north and subdued the Huns, he took her back.
This is miserable, I can't bear to look at it.
Of course, perhaps now that Cao Mengde has Zhao Yu's assistance, the situation in the world is already impermanent, and perhaps such a thing will not happen. But now that I met, Zhao Yu gave birth to have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex.
"I do have something to say to Zhao Ji."
Zhao Yu said: "I heard that Cai Zhonglang and Cao Mengde are both teacher and friend, and Cao Mengde and I are also close friends. Now that Cai Zhonglang has passed away, Zhao Ji is lonely and helpless. In my opinion, you might as well go to Guandong with me. In Puyang, somehow Cao Mengde will take care of him. What does Zhao Ji think?" A smile appeared on Cai Yan’s face. But shook the head: "Mr. Kindness, Zhao Ji accepted it. I don't want to send someone to the fence, please come back."
"Miss..."
An old servant on the side, I couldn't help saying: "Master is gone, and the young lady has a lot of years. It's okay to go out for a walk..."
Cai Yan just shook his head.
Zhao Yu persuaded: "I’m not alarmist—Chang’an is not stable. Li Wei, Guo Bang and the others are all tigers and wolves. When Dong Zhuo was still alive, he could suppress them. Now Dong Zhuo is dead, and these tigers and wolves have mastered the emperor, and their ambitions are out of control. I expect that they will fight for power and profit, and within the last two or three years. Once the fire merges, Chang'an will have no peace. The Xiliang Army The military discipline is degraded, and once the flames ignite, the crisis can be imagined. Moreover, Guanzhong is merged to the north, and the state is out of the control of the Imperial Court, and it is barbaric. If you look at the opportunity, you may not go south to Guanzhong. When the time comes, it will add to the fire. Oil makes the snow worse."
"Cao Mengde has the ability to travel through the sky and the earth. I am also in Yanzhou. No matter Yuan Shao to the north and Yuan Shu to the south, I will not be afraid. There will be peace and tranquility. Zhao Ji goes to Yanzhou, no matter what he does, Isn’t it a good thing to be safe and stable? As for sending someone under the fence, it’s a big deal."
The old servant listened and couldn’t help saying: "Eldest Young Lady, the young lady and the wife are still in Chenliu’s hometown. The matter is over, the master said that there is no need to worry, so why do you..."
Cai Yan bit his lip lightly, but didn't speak.
The old servant said to Zhao Yu: "The little old man doesn't know the origin of Mr. Zhao, but the lady has a miserable life experience, please don't hurt the lady again."
Zhao Yu said: "Although I am not a wise man, I will not deceive such a pitiful woman."
old servant nodded: "The little old man is not Mr. Unbelief. It is the sinister world. , Mo can help. I have been with the master for several decades, watching the young lady grow up. The young lady married Hadong Wei Zhongdao, but Wei Zhongdao died of a bad illness. The young lady was hated by her husband. So she didn’t want to. Back home..."