105. Isn’t it like a rat (please subscribe for a monthly ticket)

Author: nonsense and gossip

105. Isn’t it like a rat (please subscribe for a monthly ticket)

The names of Sun Quan and Sun Shiwan were really not spoofed by later generations of netizens, they were indeed created by Sun Quan himself.

And, not just once.

The first time should be this year.

Of course, there are not many records about this event in history, but it did happen.

This year, Sun Ce fought here and there and defeated them all. Only Guangling County... he asked Sun Quan to fight.

Because Sun Quan was young, Sun Ce gave Sun Quan ten times the strength of the Guangling garrison, but... the prefect of Guangling was Chen Deng, the same Chen Yuanlong who loved to eat sashimi to the max.

The civil servants of this era were a little dirty inside when they were guarding the city.

But Sun Quan, a young boy like him, didn't know that he suffered heavy losses from being beaten by Chen Deng, so that every time Sun Quan led his army on an expedition, he would immediately retreat if he encountered a bad start or something.

Thinking of this, Huang Yueying sighed again, Sun Quan really doesn't know how to fight. If he can manage the place well, future generations will not say that he is Sun Shiwan.

Her next arrangement can begin, and Sun Ce would be better off staying a while.

Because neither Sun Ce nor Sun Quan can be inferior to others. If Sun Ce can be retained... there may be other changes.

As for Gan Ning, he was silent after hearing Huang Yueying's words that the news would come soon. Then he took back his words that Sun Quan's appearance was acceptable.

…

The next day.

Huang Yueying went to see the construction progress of the academy, and then went to see Song Zhong's progress in sorting out the book collection.

During the time she returned to Mianyang, some aristocratic families in other counties also donated their collections of books. Although the largest number was only a thousand volumes, it was better than any of the eight counties in Jingzhou. There were quite a few aristocratic families, large and small, so...

…

The collection of books suddenly exceeded 50,000 volumes.

"Being engaged can be regarded as coming back to care." When Song Zhong saw Huang Chu, he laughed and said with a helpless smile.

"Mr. Song, don't say that..." Huang Yueying also knew that she was not authentic, so she took a name as a practitioner of the Five Classics, and then rested for several months.

"Oh, now that you're here, don't leave and go do your work." Qi Wukai didn't mock, he just looked at the books in the warehouse with a little helplessness.

They had sorted it out originally, but then various aristocratic families sent them again one after another.

When you send a batch, you have to sort it out.

Coincidentally, this batch was delivered yesterday.

"Okay." Huang Yueying agreed without being stunned. She first looked at how Song Zhong's disciples categorized them, and then looked at the booklet with classified records before starting to sort them out.

Of course Song Zhong lost his temper. This young gentleman... Well, it would be fine if he didn't become a disciple.

It's a pity that seeing such a talented person pass him by, it doesn't feel good in my heart.

Huang Yueying pretended not to see Song Zhong's expression and carefully sorted out the book collection.

Most of the collections of books donated by various aristocratic families still focus on the meanings of the scriptures, but there are also annotations on the meanings of these scriptures by great scholars of various generations. The more famous the annotations written by the great scholars, the more editions they have.

A great Confucian scholar would not have just one disciple, and each disciple would have different understandings when recording it.

This different understanding is also beneficial for students to collide with different ideological sparks in the future.

While Huang Yueying was sorting it out, she listened to the discussion among several young disciples of Song Zhong.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"What?"

"Sun Bofu from Jiangdong captured Wancheng!"

"Hiss...seriously?"

"The news came the day before yesterday."

"This is really... an irresistible little bully."

"Yes, we really want to conquer all of Yuan Ni's subordinates."

"It's a pity Yuan Ni. If he didn't overstep his bounds, it would be great to help the Han Dynasty with Yuan Gong."

"How can Yuan Ni be compared with Yuan Gong?"

"The young gentleman also said that Mr. Yuan will be defeated."

"That little yellow mouth..."

Huang Yueying didn't hear the man follow the word "son" and smiled inwardly. These young scholars are still naive after all.

In such a world, how could anyone really want to help the Han Dynasty?

Among the princes everywhere, who doesn’t want to become bigger and stronger?

To support the Han Dynasty is to deceive the people of the world.

Even Cao Cao, the original Han minister, was able to become the king of Wei in the end and trample on the Liu family's last bit of face.

Even clan members like Liu Biao wanted to imitate Guangwu, offering sacrifices in the countryside and proclaiming themselves emperor.

Even more than ten or twenty years ago, Xuchang from Kuaiji, Zhang Ju from Yuyang, Ma Xiang from Yizhou, and Quexuan from Xiapi rebelled and proclaimed themselves emperors...

It can be seen that today's Han Dynasty has already reached the point of no return.

Although she also talked about supporting the Han Dynasty, the Han she was talking about was the Han of the Han family, not the Han of the Liu family, the emperor or whatever... In fact, it was dispensable.

If it is definitely needed in this era, then just push someone out, and that’s it.

It's just that the future path is well thought out, but the current implementation is very disappointing.

Yesterday I was really made to laugh at Liu's stubbornness, doubtfulness, indecisiveness, and expression. He didn't choose any good path...but even those paths required some initial price.

The last one he chose only required me to write a memorial...and write a few letters before he chose it.

To put it simply, you want to pay the least and gain the most.

But in such a world, where can peace be achieved without using weapons?

Huang Yueying shook her head slightly and continued to sort out the books.

"The one the Jiangdong Little Overlord killed was so majestic, he was really like the reincarnation of the Overlord!"

"That's true, but...his younger brother suffered a defeat in Guangling."

"oh?"

"Although I don't understand why Jiangdong attacked Guangling, Sun Boxu was afraid that his younger brother would suffer a loss, so he gave him ten times the enemy's troops... Tsk, Chen Yuanlong was so beaten that he withdrew his troops."

…

Huang Yueying sighed, good guy, I said this news will arrive soon, and it has already arrived.

In today's world, news transmission generally lags behind, but many aristocratic families and princes also cooperate a lot in order to obtain news from other places.

"Brothers, Chu Fang accidentally overheard you guys discussing Jiangdong Sun Bofu." So, Huang Yueying started her own plan.

"I've seen it done before." Although several people wanted to call Huang Yueying a yellow-mouthed child in private, they still showed politeness and courtesy.

"You're welcome, Sun Bofu, have you captured Wancheng?"

"Yes, the news came from Jiangxia just two days ago."

Huang Yueying then nodded and smiled, "Then Sun Bofu coveted my Huang family's Chu paper. After being exposed, his anger was vented elsewhere."

Several young scholars:...

Having said that, Sun Bofu is indeed not a good person.

If you covet Chu paper, just buy it... Although Jiangdong is so expensive, you won't kidnap this little girl Chu Anjun.

"So, Sun Boxu's capture of Wancheng... went very smoothly." Someone smiled, "But I heard that his apology has also arrived in Xiangyang. Don't you know, young gentleman?"

"Why, he apologized, do I, Mr. Huang, need to forgive him?" Huang Yueying saw such scholars and didn't understand how Song Zhong accepted these people as his apprentices. The quality was too poor.

"Didn't the little gentleman say last year that the prodigal son will return home in exchange for gold?"

"Oh? Could it be that the young man of the Cai family has done bad things again recently?" Huang Yueying asked.

"Since the young man of the Cai family can be called the prodigal son turning back when he apologizes, why can't it be true if Sun Boxu apologizes?"

"When you apologize, you have to be sincere, otherwise, you are just a villain with different appearances." Huang Yueying smiled, "The young man of the Cai family watched over Xi Qi's funeral, supported the coffin, and then often helped the orphans of the Xi family. Now...

There have been no fights, and the bad behavior of molesting women has been reported again, right?"

"So what?"

"It shows that the young man of the Cai family has really corrected himself, and is not a duplicity." Huang Yueying shook her head and looked at the young man who was quarreling with her, "Whose disciple are you?"

"What's wrong? Are you going to be held accountable?"

"That's not the case. It's just that I don't know from whom did you learn your benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trustworthiness?"

"You!" The young man was furious and pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Hmph, snakes and snakes have great words, they come from their mouths, their words are clever, and their faces are thick. You use Chu paper and don't know how to appreciate the reformers, but you want to respect the thieves like Sun Bofu who are inconsistent with their appearance.

Isn’t it like a rat?”

Huang Yueying stood, her tone became colder, and she cursed.

Chapter two today.

Asking for all kinds of things.

There will be a third chapter later.
Chapter completed!