Nongdong County, Yunnan County, Nizhong County.

Although it has already entered September, the weather in Nanzhong is still oppressively hot.

Finally, the sun turned to the west, and Ma Di was able to lie down on the rocking chair, wear short sleeves, swing a cattail leaf fan, and enjoy the cool air in the small yard.

The rocking chair rocked back and forth, and Ma Su had one foot on the horizontal bar under the rocking chair.

One foot was raised, and the toes were hooked on the wooden clogs. The wooden clogs were shaking, and they were about to fall off at the next moment, but they kept sticking to the feet.

This kind of behavior is not only unworthy of celebrities, it is simply devoid of etiquette.

In fact, Ma Su was not like this when he first came to Yunnan.

He had also served as the nominal governor of Yuexun in the past, but because the rebellion in Yuexun continued at that time, Han officials could not enter at all, and could only stay in Anshang County (now a new town 125 miles northwest of Pingshan County).

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So Ma Su actually didn't even go deep into Yuexun County, let alone Yunnan County, which was further south than Yuexun County.

When he first arrived here three years ago, he realized through personal experience that Nanzhong was regarded as a barbarian land, not without reason.

Men usually wear short-sleeved shirts as their daily clothes, but sometimes they don't even want to wear short-sleeved shirts and just hang out shirtless.

Even among the Han people who came from the Sichuan plains to open plantations in Nanzhong, many of them actually imitated the barbarians and adopted short-sleeved shirts as daily clothing.

This alone made Ma Su complain countless times.

Unexpectedly, as the summer gets hotter and hotter, Ma Dazui, who still wants to wear Hanfu, is suddenly suffocated and has prickly heat all over his body.

From his chin to his legs, there were densely packed white or red dots.

Not only was his body itching, but there was even a burning sensation, which almost scared him to death.

In the end I had to do as the Romans do and put on short sleeves.

Unexpectedly, this outfit, hey, I found it is quite good.

Not only are most of the prickly heat on my body gone, but I don’t have to die from the heat.

In the end, he not only wore short-sleeved clothes, but also slept in a bamboo stilt house in the summer. He was becoming a barbarian by the day.

But I can’t do it without sleeping!

Because there are insects and snakes everywhere here, if you don't sleep in the bamboo house, they can crawl on you at night and sleep with you.

Then Ma Su had to comfort himself: Actually sleeping in a bamboo house in summer... it felt pretty good, at least it was cooler than sleeping in a house.

After all, it’s a barbarian land. When you get here, no one should laugh at anyone.

Once you have started, your indulgence will naturally not stop.

So now I’m wearing wooden clogs to enjoy the cool air, is there anything strange about it?

Just as Ma Su was enjoying the gradually cooler breeze, someone suddenly shouted loudly outside the courtyard door: "You Chang, You Chang!"

Before he finished speaking, the visitor had already rushed into the yard.

When Ma Su heard the coming voice, he immediately stood up:

"But Bo Song? Aren't you in Wei County? Why are you here to build a building?"

Zhuge Qiao walked over with his wooden clogs and sat down opposite Ma Su. He didn't care to reply to Ma Su's words, his face was full of excitement:

"Youchang, good thing, great thing!"

At the same time, he shook the paper in his hand so loudly that it almost hit Ma Su's face.

Seeing the usually steady Zhuge Qiao looking like this, Ma Di couldn't help but sit up straight: "What could make you lose your composure like this?"

Zhuge Qiao came over, but he still couldn't suppress his excitement: "Hanzhong urgent report, Liangzhou has been victorious, the Han Dynasty has completely recovered Liangzhou!"

"What?"

Ma Su's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed it and took a look. It was indeed an official document sent from Hanzhong, and it was already last month.

Although starting from the late emperor, many post pavilions have been built from Jincheng to Hanzhong.

And in these years, with the increasing development of Nanzhong, the connection between Jincheng and Nanzhong has become closer and closer.

But it still takes a long time to deliver urgent messages from Hanzhong to here, even if we travel day and night.

After quickly scanning the above content, Ma Su couldn't help but exclaim: "Wonderful! General Zhao attacks like the wind, and Feng Junhou's temple is like a god. Isn't it true that a good warrior has no great achievements?"

"The great man no longer has any worries and can concentrate on Guanzhong. The Prime Minister's ambition can be achieved..."

When Ma Su said this, he suddenly paused again. He didn't know what he thought of. The joy on his face was actually mixed with a bit of bitterness, and he sighed unconsciously.

Zhuge Qiao knew that the opponent was most likely thinking of the Battle of Longyou again.

I saw him smiling and saying: "I have another piece of good news."

"Oh? It seems like today is really a good day. I wonder if Bo Song has any good news?"

Ma Su quickly adjusted his emotions and asked.

"The queen gave birth to a prince. His Majesty was overjoyed and pardoned the world. You Chang, did you know? You are also among the pardoned people!"

Zhuge Qiao said, taking out another document from his arms and putting it into Ma Di's hand:

"Before coming here, I have already handled all the paperwork for you at the county government. Now you are no longer an exile and can return to Jincheng at any time!"

After hearing this, Ma Su spread out the documents in disbelief.

There were not many words on the document, but he read it for a long time, and finally his hands started to shake.

Then close your eyes, open them, blink hard, raise your head, and look to the horizon.

The courtyard wall has blocked the sun, and only a ray of golden light falls on the root of the wall on the other side.

Ma Su took a deep breath and smiled: "Bosong, thank you!"

Zhuge Qiao waved his hand:

"Thank you for what? It's just a convenient job. Besides, thanks to your plan for Liu Zhou's rebellion this time, Yunnan no longer has the worry of rebellion."

"Depending on your talent, even without this pardon, you will still be re-employed in the future."

Ma Su shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Bosong, please don't praise me anymore. I know my own affairs. What kind of plan is that? It's just following the old wisdom of the Prime Minister and Feng Junhou."

Thinking about the past, I claimed to know military affairs, but in fact I just sat and discussed military affairs. One battle in the street pavilion almost became the laughing stock of the world.

How dare you call yourself talented now?

Seeing that Ma Su was in a low mood, Zhuge Qiao said "tsk" and took out an official document from his arms.

This move made Ma Su's eyes widen: How many things does Zhuge Bosong hide in his arms?

"You Chang might as well take a guess, what does this official document say?"

"What? Is there a third happy event?"

Ma Su said jokingly.

"Ha, that's right! This is the third happy event!"

Zhuge Qiao laughed.

Recovering Liangzhou and being pardoned himself was the greatest joy in Ma Su's opinion.

Is it possible that this third happy event can surpass the previous two.

"The Han Dynasty has announced to the world that the Liangzhou Prefectural Department wants to take an exam to select talented people. Anyone who is willing to serve the Han Dynasty, regardless of good or bad, can go to Liangzhou to take the exam."

"Anyone who can pass the examination will be appointed as an official by the governor of Liangzhou according to their merits. From the county governor to the district chief, they will all have the opportunity to serve."

As soon as Zhuge Qiao said these words, Ma Di's eyes immediately burst into light: "Regardless of good or bad?"

"You Chang don't need to be so surprised. The official document said that there are many Qiang and Hu people in Liangzhou, and this Feng Junhou is good at caring for the Hu people. If this lowly person is talented, there is nothing wrong with letting them deal with the Hu people.

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When Ma Su heard this, he nodded: "I see..."

Shit!

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ma Su already felt that something was wrong.

Nowadays, the aristocratic families in Shu have either been dismembered into a pile of mud by the Prime Minister and Feng Mingwen, or they have been divided and bribed and become lackeys. How can they still have the confidence that the late emperor had when he entered Shu?

Isn't the weapon of differentiation and bribery just the wool taken from the hands of the barbarians?

That's all for the Prime Minister. While Feng Mingwen single-handedly dismembered the aristocratic families in central Shu, he actually made those aristocratic families willing to pay and provide food to suppress the Hu people.

With his skill of "turning the stars", he is unparalleled in the world, and no one can match him.

I'm afraid that even when Murong Fu from Wu State comes back...

Huh?

Why do I know Wu Di and Murong Fu?

Ahem, forget it, I should read less knight-errant novels from now on.

Ma Su reversed his thinking as quickly as possible:
To be continued...