Can't pretend to be like a little bit? I cried when I saw myself riding a horse? Sima Ji jumped off the horse and walked to the door of the mansion step by step. He looked at the maid of the Yan Prince's Mansion coldly, and then walked directly past everyone and walked in, "You guys continue..."

"Criminal, you are back. Your father hopes to see you, but a pity, wow..."

"Qingxuan, if you came back two days earlier, you would be able to see your father for the last time, woo!"

There was already news that Sima Ji was back in front of the mansion. Soon, Sima Ji was surrounded by a group of women who had just been promoted to the Grandma Lady. There were more than 20 people. They pushed and shoved Sima Ji in the middle, either with pear blossoms and rain, or crying loudly. The mess made Sima Ji think he was attacked by sound waves.

"I say all wives, Qingxuan is right." Sima Ji said calmly, "The woman wants to be pretty and filial. The wives and concubines of King Yan Sima Ji are not old, so it is so polite to cry around a nominal offspring.

"Qingxuan treats all the ladies with his mother!" When a group of female relatives calmed down, Sima Ji said calmly, "If someone wants to return to their hometown, Qingxuan will never stop him and will allocate a sum of finance from the mansion. If you want to stay in the royal palace, what is the situation of your father's life? Qingxuan will definitely follow the old rules. This place is not far from the mansion, so don't let the people laugh at it."

Sima Ji reminded the female family members to see who is the controller of the Yan Prince's Mansion now. It's not that Yan State had been taking care of itself a long time ago. King Sima Ji of Yan had been ill for three years. Many people must be prepared. Who would they cry here today? If they really had to see themselves, they would cry louder?

"Do you have to make wooden stakes here? It's time to go back to the inner room." Sima Ji reminded him expressionlessly.

When these female relatives left, a little helplessness appeared on Sima Ji's face. The scene just now made him feel that Yan Yan's idea of ​​burying him for life was not reasonable at all. However, according to the previous dynasty, palace maids and concubines who had no words or women could be repatriated to their hometowns. This is simple, all of these female relatives met the standards.

But not all women were willing to leave, so Sima Ji said that he would let these fathers choose their wives and concubines.

Half a day later, Xu Meng, the governor of Youzhou, came to the mansion and came to pay his respects with grief, saying sadly, "Qingxuan, after learning that King Yan was seriously ill, I came to the mansion almost every day. The day before yesterday, the King Yan was sick, and I had already sent an urgent report to Luoyang."

"Please trouble the governor!" Sima Ji said with a dull expression, "Qingxuan troubled the governor as soon as he entered the city, and felt deeply guilty." How long has Xu Meng been in office, let alone Sima Ji could not leave the mansion at all, needless to say that this sadness was also pretending.

"I came to Youzhou and realized that many people knew this place differently from Luoyang. The people were rich. This was all the achievements of the King of Yan." Xu Meng looked sad and almost covered his face and cried. "The King of Yan is really a wise king of the generation. I am really heartbroken. On the contrary, this year there was a locust plague in Bingzhou, the people were displaced and refugees appeared, and the governor Wang Zhongxing was in a state of great anxiety."

"Sir, I'm sorry!" Sima Ji expressed his gratitude. Yan State has been taking care of himself for three years, so he just regarded Xu Meng as praising him. But is it? A locust plague occurred in Bingzhou? A flash of thought suddenly appeared in his mind, but he didn't catch it. He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't want it. He said hypocritically, "Tonight Qingxuan wants to keep a spirit for his father, the governor, please come back."

When Xu Meng left, Sima Ji remembered what the idea was just now. Locust plague occurred in Bingzhou and refugees emerged. At first, he didn't think of anything. There were so many disasters in the world that it could be said that they would not happen again in a year.

"Is the scope of this locust plague very large?" Sima Ji suddenly thought, the entire Bingzhou was only 60,000 households. Of course, this was a statistics ten years ago, but even if there were hidden populations, Bingzhou should not exceed 100,000 households. Even if it grew a little in ten years, it would not be many.

There are only 100,000 households in such a large state. Can a locust plague cause refugees? It seems that the scope of this locust plague is quite large.

Late at night, Sima Ji, who was leaving behind, stayed alone, lit the eternal light with his own hands, and sat down at the coffin. He was about to talk to this cheap father, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

"History is really interesting!" After unknown how long, Sima Ji spoke slowly, "In the early Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang gave the land south of the Yalu River in the Jin Dynasty to North Korea, and North Korea began to infiltrate northward. He drove the local Jurchens out of the Korean Peninsula, and at the same time made China's land on the Korean Peninsula completely history. Among the driven away Jurchens, there was a man named Mengge Timur, and one of his descendants was Nurhaci."

"In the late Jin Dynasty, the powerful Jurchens were left with only a few cities, and the final decisive battle was launched in Caizhou. When the Jurchens were in trouble, they still fought and took the initiative to form suicide squads to attack the Mongolian army. This had nothing to do with the Song army, but the Song army, as an auxiliary force, helped Zhang Rou defeat these Jin army under the command of Meng Gong. Four years after the Battle of Caizhou, Zhang Rou's son Zhang Hongfan was born. In the Yashan Sea Battle a few decades later, Zhang Hongfan destroyed the Song Dynasty."

"Since Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu began to move to the Hu people inward, there are countless Hu people who have entered the mainland for hundreds of years. They can't do it. Even if they give the Jin Dynasty another fifty years, many Hu people will become history. However, the Jin Dynasty's gentry is powerful and there are too many families with usurping the throne. I know many famous scholars think that the ceasing is good. You can't blame you!" Sima Ji talked and said to himself in front of the coffin, "The gentry family is strong, and anyone who has ever chosen to divide the imperial power. Who would have thought that the Hu people who were sold and regarded as slaves would succeed?"

"What's interesting is that the Eight Kings Rebellion not only defeated the central imperial guards of the Jin Dynasty, but also killed many powerful Hu tribes. The last one is unknown now, and the weakest, and later called Jie Ren to become the winner."

"But even Shi Le knew that schools should be set up to select officials based on examinations. If he was a Han Chinese, he would probably have invented the future history textbook imperial examination system, but so many officials in the court could not think of it? Well, now there are many aristocratic families in the court, and it is indeed impossible to do it."

Sima Ji chuckled out his long sword and shone under the eternal light. He untied the Lun Scarf on his head with his other hand and looked at the coffin silently, "The ancients said that his body and hair are my parents. I will definitely kill many people in the future. Then I will start with myself. Cao Cao cuts his hair and takes over his head. Today I will learn from him and give you some things to fulfill filial piety."

"From today on, I will try something new. No matter who stands in front of me, I will have the determination to kill you." Sima Ji pulled his hair hard, and a bunch of hair passed away with the sword.

"The Jin Dynasty is like a dead knot, I will open it one by one." After the words came out, another bunch of hair fell to the ground.

"If you dare to stop the torrent, you will definitely be crushed by the torrent." Another bunch of hair appeared on the ground.

The next morning, Yan Yan pushed the door and saw the hair on the ground at a glance. He was shocked, "Criminal, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!