Royal Road

"I have come to the mansion several times, and I can see different weather. Liang Hou Shen's way of management really makes the lower officials admire!" Sitting in the guest seat, Guo Jiao smiled courteously.

It was just after the seventh day of the lunar day, and Guo Jiao came to celebrate the new year, which was quite beyond Liang Feng's expectations. You must know that in this era, there are also group worships. Before the fifteenth, it was basically when officials visited each other. Low-level bureaucrats like Guo Jiao had to go to the county town to visit Shangguan, which would take several days. Being able to rush over at this time obviously put Liang Mansion in a very important position.

People in the sedan chair carry others. For this kind of praise, Liang Feng naturally reciprocates, and replied with a smile: "It all depends on Dongye being in charge of the Gaodu. If you change the person, the Fuzhong will not be able to recuperate like this."

Now Liang Feng is no longer called Ming Gong, but changed to Guo Jiao's character "Dong Ye", which narrowed the relationship between the two. Hearing the compliments from the other party, Guo Jiao couldn't help showing some complacency on his face: "Liang Hou made a serious statement. If it weren't for Liang Hou's guidance, he wouldn't have added these hundreds of people this winter. Who would have thought that Luoyang would have so many refugees? Haha, it seems that during spring plowing, a few more acres of wasteland can be cultivated."

Guo Jiao can be regarded as having tasted the sweetness of food for work. It was only in the winter that the walls of Gaodu were raised by several feet, and the damaged areas were repaired. If there are rebellious soldiers coming, as long as the food in the city continues, it will be able to hold on for several months. This is a tangible life-saving credit, and the money and food spent is half of the previous years, and there is no need to rack your brains to conquer the force and cause complaints.

Even the houses of the refugees were built by themselves. After all, there is a wasteland hanging in the front, how can this group of people not take care of their residence. By going back and forth in this way, it is equivalent to using the money and food to help the victims to accomplish two or three major events. Not only did it lose benefits, but also gained a good name, and it didn't need to spend too much money in the treasury. With Wu Ling's army rations to bear, it is almost as if all the benefits have been gained in vain!

If it weren't for the skill of the person in front of him, where did these achievements come from?

This alone is enough for Guo Jiao to visit the house early and give people a New Year greeting.

"If you have acres, you have to cultivate it carefully. It coincides with a heavy snowfall last year, which should be a sign of a good year." Liang Feng smiled.

"That's right!" Guo Jiao immediately came in interest, "I'm coming back early this time, just want to whip spring to persuade farming. If Lianghou is free, why not go to the county government to participate in the Lichun exorcism ceremony?"

The so-called "Whip Chun" is an important ceremony at the beginning of spring. In farming society, there is nothing more important than farming, so there were official ceremonies as early as the Zhou Dynasty. It is said in "Zhou Li·Yue Ling": "The unearthed cattle are used to send cold air." On the day of Lichun, all officials of the capital will wear Tsing Yi, and the county officials and the small officials will wear the Qing 帻 and set up the green banners. Mingneng craftsmen carved the cattle outside the city gate, and the officials personally whipped the cattle with colored sticks to remind the people to start spring ploughing. At the same time, exorcise ghosts and get rid of the cold.

This is the most serious ritual to encourage farming. However, in the Great Wilderness, the people were displaced, and the government has not held such a ceremony for a long time. How can those Qingliu Yashi stand hard in the field and beat the cattle and let a group of mud legs watch? Only a poor family like Guo Jiao would think about holding the ceremony, and even took the liberty to invite Liang Feng, a standard noble family, to attend the ceremony.

However, Liang Feng smiled: "If Dongye can personally persuade the farmers, I will be a tribute."

Unexpectedly, the other party's answer was so straightforward, Guo Jiao couldn't help being overjoyed: "With Lianghou here, this spring ploughing will go well!"

With such a Buddha participating in the exorcism, the people feel at ease, and the refugees can also cultivate wasteland obediently, maybe they can make up a crop of spring wheat and collect more grain.

Thinking of this year's full mansion and granary, Guo Jiao felt very comfortable and sighed leisurely: "It's a pity that Lieutenant Wu went to Jinyang. If he is there, he can join the Nuo ceremony."

Xiaowei Wu went to Jinyang after Zhengdan, presumably because he wanted to take advantage of Dongying Gong to return to Bingzhou to inquire about his promotion.

Liang Feng smiled and replied: "I am afraid that I will call him General Wu when I come back this time. Until then, I will have a banquet to celebrate."

"Hahaha, that's it." Guo Jiao also laughed.

After lunch, Guo Jiao left in a hurry, probably returning to Fucheng to study the issue of Bichun. Liang Feng came to the inner courtyard and played with Liang Rong.

Now it's the Spring Festival, so it should be the time for the children to have winter vacation. However, Liang Rong is extremely self-disciplined, and even these few days he has been obediently staying in the study to practice calligraphy and endorsement. Liang Feng couldn't see it, so he dragged the little guy to play the game. In this era, there are no game consoles, and board games such as Shuanglu and Liubo are quite boring. Liang Feng ordered people to make a simple military banner. According to the settings of marshals, generals, lieutenants, military princes, squadrons, squadrons, chiefs, corps leaders, and scouts, change the flag to the commander flag, the bombs to crossbows, and the mines to traps. Follow the rules. Play like this.

This thing was so novel and terrible that Liang Rong couldn't put it down as soon as he saw it, and he would pester Liang Feng for a few games every day. Who was not addicted to games when he was a kid? Junqi is much simpler than Go. Liang Rong doesn't cry if he loses. He just ponders the layout silently. The distressed look is so cute and terribly cute. Liang Feng is naturally happy to spend time with him.

"Ah!" Liang Rong couldn't help exclaiming as he watched Lu Zhu take away the captain on his side, "How can Afather put the general here!"

"Why not? Qingqi's advance is the most invincible." With that, Liang Feng pushed another chess piece forward. Lu Zhu hurriedly looked at the chess pieces erected on both sides, covered his lips with a smile, and removed Liang Rong's. That one.

Seeing that the trap was dug out by the scout, the powerful bow and crossbow only consumed the opponent's captain, and Liang Rong's tense little fists were clenched. However, there are so many tactics that can't save the slump. It doesn't take much effort, and the handsome banner staying in the big camp is carried by the opponent. Liang Rong still couldn't understand. There are obviously two places in the big camp. Why can father guess where his handsome flag is every time?

"Father, let's have another round!" Liang Rong couldn't help begging.

"You can only play three games a day, but Rong Er forgot the promise?" Liang Feng raised his eyebrows.

Chess and card games are quite addictive, and Liang Feng is also consciously honing Liang Rong's self-control. Sure enough, Liang Rong's face collapsed upon hearing this, and he obediently said, "Rong'er hasn't forgotten it."

"Sitting for too long is not good for your health. Go and throw the pot." Liang Feng smiled and rubbed the little guy's head.

Liang Rong immediately regained his energy, walked to the corner, took out a long arrow shaft, and threw it at the two-eared bronze kettle five feet away.

Throwing pot is also the most popular game among the nobles, but it is a derivative variant of "Shooting ceremony". In ancient times, if an adult man could not shoot arrows, he was regarded as a shame. Therefore, when princes banquet guests, they would invite each other to shoot arrows as a courtesy. If there are people who can't shoot, use arrow throwing pot instead. Later, shooting ceremony evolved into a throwing pot, removing the arrow and using only the arrow shaft to throw the pot.

Before the Eastern Han Dynasty, this was a ceremonial ceremony, and after the Eastern Han Dynasty, it became elegant entertainment. The celebrities in the Wei and Jin dynasties even played with pots. Every time there was a banquet, they would be able to throw the pots with Yage and pay attention to the posture and skills of throwing. I am afraid that the nature is similar to that of later generations of golf.

Liang Feng himself has no strength in his hands, and Liang Rong is weak in strength, so throwing pots has become a common fitness activity for the two of them. It's practical anyway, there is nothing wrong with practicing more.

When Yi Yan entered the room, what he saw was the scene of the father and son, each with an arrow, changing the pot. Liang Feng has big sleeves fluttering, elegant posture, Liang Rong has short calves, childish and cute. However, the most common point between the two is that their accuracy is extremely different.

Seeing Yi Yan coming, Liang Feng smiled and said, "Yi Yan, give us some pointers."

This thing is not much the same as a dart. The arrow shaft is too long and it is made of bamboo. The strength is not used well, and it is easy to hit the mouth of the pot and fly out. Liang Feng's hand is not stable now, and it would be good to get a hit in ten hits. Naturally, he needs someone to teach him.

Yi Yan glanced over the scattered chess pieces on the case, without a word, strode to Liang Feng's side, took the arrow shaft, and threw it out. I don't know how he used his strength, the arrow fell into the pot with a snap, but it didn't pop out.

"Can you make the bamboo arrow pop out, and then throw it in after catching it?" Liang Feng became interested. This is a high-level technique for pitching pots. The arrow shaft pops out, catches and re-shoots, which is called "Snap". Hundreds of consecutive re-investments are very interesting.

Yi Yan squeezed the arrow shaft and threw it out again, only to hear a bang, the arrow hit the bottom of the pot, bounced back the same way, and fell into his hand. Repeatedly, the arrow shaft flew back and forth, like a weaving frame shuttle, dazzling people.

"Okay!" Liang Feng couldn't help applauding, even Liang Rong's eyes widened, looking envious.

Yi Yan grabbed the arrow shaft in his hand again, but did not throw it this time. Instead, he used his left hand to make a gesture: "When the lord throws an arrow, don’t move his wrist. Into the pot."

It seemed that the method of playing darts was not suitable, Liang Feng took the arrow shaft, thought about Yi Yan's previous actions, and waved again. This one was much stronger than before. The arrow shaft hit the mouth of the pot, turned a half circle, and landed in the pot.

"It seems useful!" Liang Feng smiled and touched Liang Rong's head, "Does Rong'er want to learn too?"

Liang Rong looked at the tall Jie Ren, then at the mouth of the pot in the distance, and asked, "If the archery is accurate, can the pot be shot accurately?"

"That's natural." Liang Feng said.

"I want to learn arrow first!" Liang Rong grabbed the hem of Liang Feng's clothes.

"Then you should pay a visit to a teacher. This Yi Ying Zhengnai is a superb archery and excellent archery." Liang Feng smiled and nodded the person next to him.

Liang Rong hesitated this time. After a while, he asked Yi Yan, "When did you start learning arrows?"

Looking at the little thing pulling the sleeve of the lord's shirt, Yi Yan wrinkled and replied coldly, "After ten years old."

"Then I practice archery now, can I surpass you?" Liang Rong asked again.

"No." Yi Yan answered more simply.

After being choked severely, Liang Rong turned his head and complained: "Father, I don't want to learn arrows from him!"

"Hahaha!" Liang Feng couldn't help laughing, "You practice arrows, and others practice. No matter how you learn, you will lose ten years of hard work, and naturally it will be difficult to catch up. Rong Er behaved, let's learn from the soft bow first. ."

After being interrupted in this way, Liang Rong was not so angry anymore, and nodded depressedly. Seeing that it was not early, Liang Feng asked the maid to take the little guy to wash and rest, and he sat back at the table: "After Hitachi Chun, I promised Guo County Order to go to Gaodu to participate in the exorcism ceremony. You take it. Let's go with some people."

Yi Yan nodded, hesitated, and pointed his finger at the remnant chess on the table: "Why doesn't the lord teach me this?"

Liang Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Do you want to play Lu Xingqi?"

"Yes!" Yi Yan immediately sat down on the other side of the table.

The army flag is a game of marching formation. It is reasonable to say that it is not wrong to let Yi Yan learn, but Liang Feng did not immediately agree, but smiled: "This is a game. It is natural for Rong'er to play it. Do you want to play it?"

Is this comparing him to a child? Yi Yansi was unwilling to give in, and said loudly, "I want to play!"

This is a new chess that the lord came up with, how can I miss it! And this chess is obviously used for marching, shouldn't he be taught?

Seeing Yi Yan's stubborn expression, Liang Feng said: "Then we won't play Go today, just play this."

Seeing Yi Yan nodded, Liang Feng turned over the chess piece and explained it carefully. Military banners are simple at first, and they are all terms for marching and fighting. Yi Yan has mastered the rules after a short while.

"Then set up the chess line." Liang Feng said after choosing black chess.

This is the gameplay of dark chess. Someone needs to be the referee, so Luzhu managed to be beside them. Yi Yan didn't even look at her. He quickly set the chess pieces and started the game first. However, after a confrontation, he was immediately taken away. Seeing that Lu Zhu took away his pieces every time he checked the chess surface, it was even more unwilling than when he played Go.

However, Yi Yan was quite able to hold his breath, he just guessed the layout of Liang Feng's formation in a few moments, and returned. After one round, the chess pieces of both sides were greatly reduced. However, during the fierce battle, Liang Feng suddenly scored a piece and walked to the big camp on the opposite side: "Draw chess."

"How did the lord guess that this is where Shuai Qi is?" Yi Yan frowned.

"Your layout on this side is too dense, it's not difficult to guess." Liang Feng pushed down the chess piece in the circle, and it was really a red handsome flag. It's a game that evolved on the battlefield, and it should include all kinds of warfare."

If Yi Yan realized something: "One more game!"

Liang Feng couldn't help but smiled, and said jokingly: "Is land chess fun or go?"

"Each have their own strengths!" Yi Yan answered seriously without taking the bait.

This is also what Liang Feng likes most about him. In order to be able to take the lead, Qingqi rushed forward. To be handsome, but not to be rash and reckless. Only by judging the situation and making decisions can we win the victory.

"Then let's have another game." Liang Feng picked up the chess pieces and began to arrange the formation, his expression was much more serious than before.

Seeing the man's joking expression, Yi Yan only felt a tremor in his heart, as if being scratched to the apex of his heart by something. The lord's treatment of him is naturally different from the treatment of Xiaolangjun! The inexplicable irritation before that point was immediately thrown out of the clouds, Yi Yan also picked up the chess piece and set up the battle seriously.