Three Kingdoms Guo Jia's growth diary

Black red is also red Waiting for Guo Jia to recover from illness, Zhang Liao took him to experience the extreme speed racing of the Eastern Han Dynasty: riding a Dawan good horse, galloping on the grassland outside the Great Wall like the wind, the green grass, blue sky and white clouds on both sides retreated rapidly, and the clothes were long. Flying and hunting, you don’t need to slow down when encountering a shallow stream. You can just jump over the horse and leave the herdsmen, sheep, and sunset far behind. It’s really like flying. One word: cool.

Guo Jia was still a little unsure, but Zhang Liao was afraid that his body might be in trouble, so he blew a whistle, and the horse ran up to Zhang Liao and stopped.

Zhang Liao slaughtered cattle and sheep, and entertained the crowd. (You can’t kill farm cattle at will, but in Yanmen County, you can find Hu people to buy beef cattle, as much as you want.)

The aroma of barbecue wafted far away with the wind. Guo Jia, Zhang Liao, Zhao Ang, and Zhao Yun sat on the ground in the small courtyard and sat around the campfire.

The unique way of eating in frontier fortresses: marinate the sheep with spices and roast the whole sheep. When eating, slice the meat off with a small knife and dip it in a little green salt.

Young people admire loyalty, and old people miss old ones.It is enough to comfort you for a lifetime if you marry Jinlan with the king.

The day before the farewell, Guo Jia rolled up his sleeves and cooked spicy beef, braised steak, shredded taro, mushroom wild cabbage heart, and fish head tofu soup with seasoning prepared by the chef at home in the portable space.

There is no very delicate stir-fry in this year, so when these delicious dishes were served in front of Zhang Liao, he was in a daze.

Zhao Yu buried her head in the dinner plate, not only fast, but also cute in eating.

After dinner that day, the way Zhao Ang looked at Guo Jia changed.There is a son who can cook, and the cooking is so delicious!It's actually pretty good to be thrown to Guo Jia as a guard...

Zhao Yun: Originally, I just wanted to escort Mr. Guo home, but now, I want to be a guard~

In fact, Guo Jia is a theoretical player, and his ability to move his mouth is far superior to his ability to use his hands. He has mastered all the cooks in Guo's mansion, frying, frying, cooking, boiling, and deep-frying. The dishes can be counted on one hand, and they are also fried, fried, boiled, boiled, and fried.

There is no way, his legs and feet were not good in his previous life, except for class, most of the time he spends most of his time reading in the dormitory alone.He has a good memory, and he can memorize almost every recipe he has read. It is a pity that he has a kitchen later, and all the recipes he makes are dark dishes.I hate feeding dogs.

Therefore, he formed a strong friendship with a classmate who likes flowers and plants but can only raise prickly pears.

Guo Jia keeps a lot of seasoning jars in his portable space, and small characters are engraved on each of them: barbecue, braised in soy sauce, spicy, stir-fried, steamed, boiled... It would be great if he could pack a cook. (Cook: In order not to taste the dark dishes of the son, I also worked very hard. I worked hard to prepare a variety of delicious seasonings for handicapped parties.)

Although I really hope that everyone will go on lively and don't separate, but Zhang Liao is a rare general with both wisdom and courage. If he leaves Bingzhou, the cradle of high-quality military generals, and the growth environment necessary for generals, I am afraid that he will not be able to travel north and south in the future. , The legend of Megatron Jiangdong.

Therefore, the short-term plan set by Guo Jia's gang Zhang Liao is consistent with what is recorded in the history books, and he first became the county official of Yanmen County.

It's just that there are droughts in Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Yizhou and other places this year. Along the way, the fields are barren, and grain prices will inevitably rise sharply in winter. It is recommended that Zhang Liao store more grain.

The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the cars and horses are far away.

Back to Yangdi, it was already the end of October.

As soon as he entered the door, he took a shower and changed his clothes, tidied up and greeted Guo's mother.

Guo's mother still treated Guo Jia's ears lightly like she did with a child: "What are you talking about going out for a walk, to relax, for a few months, a few boxes of rouge and a few letters from home just want to send me away? Hmph!"

Guo Jia counseled in seconds: "I was wrong, my lord." A hero does not suffer immediate losses.

Guo's mother probably felt that she was a little bit hard just now, so she rubbed him again: "You are not too young. I saw that Liu Niang of the Han family is straightforward and generous, and she is the one who can control you, so I decided to make a marriage. You should come sooner." Go see your father-in-law and set a date for the wedding."

Guo Jiaru was struck by lightning, and he always felt sorry for Xun Yu, who had been arranged marriage before weaning.

He made up his mind to delay for a few days.The relative must retire, but it cannot affect the reputation of the woman.

"Mother, we can discuss this matter later. My uncle told me to go over there sometime later."

Mother Guo: "Stop making excuses... Huh? What's the matter with you bird? My rouge, my cloth!"

At some point, Bai Gungun opened the rouge that Guo's mother had put on the dowry, stepped on the rouge box a few times, and landed on a piece of plain brocade, leaving a string of bright red paw prints on it.

Guo Jia glanced at Bai Gungun approvingly and slipped away quietly.Drop by to visit Zhao Yun and Zhao Yu brothers and sisters.The steward arranged a separate courtyard for the siblings, very close to Guo Jia's main courtyard.

Zhao Yun's kung fu is very handsome, and his temper is modest.Zhao Ang competed with him all the way, and his martial arts improved rapidly.

In mid-November, Guo Jia became famous. If you say "Guo Jia, the little prince of Yingchuan", no one knows about it. If you say Guo Fengxiao, the prodigal son, he is a household name in Yangdi City.

Because he sold land and houses.These days, the houses and fields are the family property left by the ancestors, and they must not change owners unless it is absolutely necessary.Selling houses and land is the out-and-out son of a prodigal.

For a while, the streets and alleys of Yingchuan were discussing this matter.

Passerby A: "If this kind of prodigal son was born in my family, he would be drowned in the chamber pot."

Passer-by B: "Come on, you are a shabby household, and you have land for him to sell?"

Passerby A refused to accept: "No matter how poor I am, I am better than that prodigal son. At least my son inherited his father's business and did not lose the handicraft passed down from his ancestors."

Passer-by C: "Yangzhai Guo has such an unworthy descendant! I think back then, when Lao Tzu was a guest in Dingying Hou's mansion, this boy's father hadn't been born yet. It's like a phoenix laying chickens, and one generation is not as good as the next generation. "

Guo Jia: I just sold a few empty houses that no one lived in, a dozen farms with negative income, and dozens of acres of scattered fields.As for?

These things can still be sold at a good price now. You must know that during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the entire Yangzhai City fell.

As one of the main battlefields for officers and soldiers and the Yellow Turbans, Yingchuan was destroyed badly.A large number of celebrities such as Sima Hui had to leave their hometowns and go to Jingzhou and other places to escape the war.

The Yellow Turban turmoil ended, and the Dong Zhuo turmoil rose again. Yingchuan was relatively close to Luoyang, and it directly became a good place for Liangzhou generals and Bingzhou generals to plunder.Even Xun Yu had no choice but to move his clan to Jizhou, and took his clan to join Han Fu. (although I didn't make it)

But can these reasons be said directly to Guo Xi?I'm afraid it's not going to be taken as insane.

Guo Jia hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "Uncle, have you ever seen the word "Jiazi" on the gate of the prefect's mansion?"

Guo Xi was expressionless: "I see, whose child wrote it with mud? It's crooked and ugly."

Guo Jia said, "There are still 45 days until the year of Jiazi. Hundreds of thousands of people gathered in Zhangjiao of Taipingdao, saying that 'the year is in Jiazi, and the world will be auspicious'. Why is it that the world is auspicious in the year of Jiazi? One person was promoted to the altar, Believers spread all over the eight prefectures of Qing, Xu, You, Yi, Jing, Yang, Yan, and Yu. With a wave of arms, the whole world responded, even if he was originally a good citizen, but..."

Guo Xi interrupted his nephew very calmly: "Isn't it just that the great virtuous and good teachers want to rebel? The clan has houses and fields in Taiyuan, Chenliu Fugou, and Sili Fengyi. There are still ancestors left on Fenggao Mountain to the west of Yangzhai. There is food and shelter. Put your heart in your stomach, the sky will not fall. You kid is hoarding food and training young men, and you are selling properties that are too scattered and untenable at high prices. Not bad, He has vision and courage than Honger."

Guo Jia: "..."

So in fact, everyone can see it, but they can't wake up the emperor Liu Hong?Or wish that the Taipingdao would make more noise, so that Liu Hong would find out that those men who were gone down there were unreliable, and the gentry still needed to exert their strength at critical moments?So he took the initiative to lift the party imprisonment and reconcile with the scholar-officials?

Guo Jia frowned: "This Zhang Jiao is different from those idiots who dare to proclaim themselves emperor after occupying one or two county towns. He is a religious leader. Don't underestimate the power of faith. If he says a word, those believers will go all the way for him. I am willing. I am afraid that the chaos will be too great and the court will not be able to deal with it."

In history, isn't it because the central government of the Eastern Han Dynasty couldn't hold back and devolved military and political power, so that it cultivated a bunch of princes, big and small?

Guo Xi glared, "Stinky boy, do you think the officers and soldiers can't suppress the Taipingdao rebels?"

Guo Jia waved his hand: "That's not true, but the troops defending the capital have no combat experience. At that time, the local army will probably be transferred to counter the rebellion. Don't suppress the rebels, and raise a few local warlords who will not obey." Such as Dong Zhuo.

Guo Xi sighed softly: "At a young age, you have more minds than hairs. In the future, you will eat more and think less. Look at how thin you are. The eyeballs of our son of heaven have long been stuck to the small treasury and cannot be removed. Taiping Dao wants to oppose this matter. The Taiwei Yang Ci said it several times, but it can't match the words of the eunuch who was bribed by Taiping Dao. Yang Ci once taught the emperor. , what can you do?"

Guo Tu also came to visit, and when he entered the door, he was absent-minded, bumped his head against the door frame, and let out a ouch.

Guo Xi: "Is my door okay?"

Guo Tu: "..." So Feng Xiao is my uncle's nephew, picked him up?

Guo Jia and Guo Tu were left by Guo Xi to eat together. After the meal, Guo Xi called Guo Tu into the study alone.

I don't know what he said, but when Guo Tu came out, his face was flushed, "Uncle let Weizhang go in."

In the study room, the two green-sleeved maids retreated slowly and closed the door.Guo Xi stood in front of the screen wall with his hands up and down.

"Weizhang, do you have an answer to what I asked you to think about last time?"

Guo Xi originally wanted to leave Zhao Ang to his son, but watching Zhao Ang and Guo Hong torture each other for two years, Guo Xi finally realized: his son's temperament is too soft, and he may never be able to subdue this wild and difficult man. The tamed warriors of Xiliang.At Guo Xi's age, he will live at leisure for the elderly.But Zhao Ang is not yet 30 years old and needs a good place to go.

He gave Zhao Ang two choices, one, let him come forward to clear up the relationship, let Zhao Ang become a government official or county magistrate.The starting point of entering an official career, as for what kind of position you can reach in the end, it all depends on your ability.[-]. Although Guo Jia is only an offshoot, he is undoubtedly one of the rare talents who can see the situation clearly, so he can't help but assist him.With Weizhang's bravery and Guo Jia's wisdom, there is bound to be something to be done.

After a while, Guo Jia was called into the study.But seeing Guo Xi facing the dim light of the candle alone, he was lowering his head and carefully wiping a sword.

Guo Jia stood aside silently.

After a long time, Guo Xi flicked across the edge of the sword lightly. The sound of the sword was like a dragon's chant.With a satisfied smile, he put the sword back into its sheath.Throw the sword lightly to Guo Jia.

Guo Jia caught the sword without any risk. The sword looked narrow, long and very light, and it was quite heavy in the hand.

Guo Jia held the sword horizontally with both hands, bowed slightly: "Uncle?"

Guo Xi said lazily: "This is the precious sword bestowed by the late emperor. It cuts iron like mud, and the name of the sword..." He suddenly paused at this point, rather lost interest, "Forget it, I'll give it to you, just pick it up name."