Sun Ce agreed with Zhang Hong's view. Besides having no martial arts, Yang Xiu was almost a perfect weapon. The court mainly focused on literary fighting, and martial arts were of limited use. With Yang Xiu's background, if he was killed in Chang'an, the emperor would take the blame. Even if he was considering his own reputation, the emperor would still ensure Yang Xiu's safety.

Sun curated the book and read it. The situation was similar to what they expected, but there was no shortage of surprises. The emperor asked the General's Office to preside over the presidency to prepare for the household registration of the world, check the accounts of the past few years, recover the owed money, grain and taxes, restore the old system, and collect soldiers from various prefectures and counties to guard the palaces and government offices of the capital, and also declare the world that once the money, grain and taxes and garrisons of the states and counties arrive in Chang'an, the system of scholars will be dismissed, and the military service will be exempted from generation to generation, and restored to ordinary people.

Sun Ce pondered and handed the official document to Zhang Hong. Zhang Hong browsed it quickly, but was also a little surprised.

"The court is taking retreat as advance, and pushing the problem to the General's Mansion again."

"Yes, who did Zhang Xiang think it was?"

Zhang Hong stroked his beard and smiled and said, "It's not clear. Judging from the techniques, it looks like Xun Yu, but the composition of the technique is heavier, and it's also like Liu Ye and Liu Ba. Maybe it's both, it's not the same person."

"Is it a good or a bad thing?"

"Good and bad vary from person to person. If the court restructured according to the king's vision and carried out the king's policies, would the king think it was a good or a bad thing?"

Sun Ce's eyes flashed slightly and he was silent for a moment. "Good thing."

"I also think it's a good thing." Zhang Hong looked slightly. "It's a pity that the emperor may not have the mind of a king."

Sun Ce turned to look at Zhang Hong, and said with a crooked mouth, smiling. If the emperor could really reform according to his vision, it would be a good thing for all the people in the world, but it might not be a good thing for him, at least a bit of a regret. But he could not say it too clearly. Zhang Hong should be able to see his compulsion, but he still praised him for his broad mind. Is this encouragement or hypocrisy?

Facing Sun Ce's eyes, Zhang Hong smiled. "No one is perfect. The one who can win the greatest is an extraordinary person."

Sun Ce also smiled and continued to move forward. Zhang Hong really meant encouragement. Zhang Hong was different from Guo Jia. He tended to compete for power, advocated conspiracy, and acted on the right path. At the time, when the drought in Guanzhong, Zhang Hong strongly advocated that the export of grain to Guanzhong was a manifestation of this thinking. Although he agreed at that time, he was a little reluctant. After all, 300,000 stones are not a small amount. Now it seems that Zhang Hong's decision was still right. If not, how could Yang Xiu be able to argue with the ministers in the court with confidence? As for the people's hearts, let alone, the people in Guanzhong ran to Nanyang when they encountered a disaster and had a lot to do with the 300,000 stones of grain.

"Mr. is not only a good minister, but also a good teacher. It is my honor to be able to take Mr. as his teacher and listen to Mr.'s teachings at all times."

"It is also a blessing for me to be a great master."

The king and his subjects looked at each other and laughed.

Turning over a bend, the front suddenly became clear, and a clear spring appeared in front of me. The mountains were winding, and the clear spring water flowed down from the forest, making a sound. The spring water reflected the blue sky and white clouds, and the ochre-red mountain rocks were like clouds, mixed with the greenery all over my eyes, making it clear.

Along the spring, dozens of people sat or stood, in groups of three or five, some enjoyed the scenery, some were joking, and a few teenagers made an appointment to climb the mountain and compete. There were fathers and sons traveling together, couples were companions, and some called friends. They were busy making new friends enthusiastically, and looked shyly from afar. Zhongshan was close to Xuanwu Lake, not far from the stone city that was about to be the capital. It was the residential area most favored by civil and military officials, especially the navy generals, who almost all settled at the foot of Zhongshan. It was also very pleasant to climb the mountain and have a picnic when they were in their bodies.

Seeing Sun Ce and Zhang Hong coming, these tourists stood up to salute. Sun Ce looked around and saw that most of them had familiar faces. Although not everyone could call them, they knew they were not ordinary people and nodded frequently. Seeing a few teenagers gathered together to recite poems, they stopped to read for a while. The teenagers were both excited and nervous, and asked Sun Ce for tips on writing poems, but they did not dare to take the manuscript to Sun Ce. Sun Ce asked for two articles to read, and laughed. It turned out that they were doing love poems. I don’t know which girl they were interested in spring outings and wanted to confess their love, but they were afraid of being embarrassed, so they gathered together to discuss and ponder each other. The ink on the paper was full of beauties and vanilla. A few lines of poetry were changed and they could no longer see their original appearance.

Seeing them, Sun Ce couldn't help but think of his green years. He thought that he was so young and vigorous back then, and forced himself to say sorrow for writing new poems.

When they walked to the spring, the Sun family's children had occupied the best place. Sun Yi had gone somewhere. Sun Shangxiang and a group of Yulin Guards were competing and shooting, surrounded by a group of young men and girls. Sun Kuang sat on the ground and was writing at his desk. Sun Lang was lying on the side, with his two little heads leaning against each other. Sun Ce came, but the two of them didn't pay attention and were still immersed in their minds.

Sun Ce looked at it and saw Sun Lang holding two leaves in his hand. Sun Kuangze painted on paper and described the shape of the leaves. There was already a page of manuscript next to it, with pictures and texts, and his brushwork was proficient and free, which seemed not the first time. Sun Ce picked it up and looked at it, very satisfied.

"What is this for?"

Hearing Sun Ce's voice, Sun Lang and Sun Kuang raised their heads, raised their little faces, and showed a bright smile. "Brother Wang, we want to write a "Wu Du Fu"." Sun Kuang said.

"Make a Fu?" Sun Ce shook the drawing in his hand. "How did you draw it?"

"To write a fu, you have to lay out the scenery, so you must first figure out that there are some flowers, plants, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts near the capital." Sun Kuang said seriously: "I have collected more than 100."

Sun Ce laughed silently. Han Fu was accustomed to lay out the ground and was known for its gorgeous rhetoric. Five-character poems at the end of the Han Dynasty had already emerged, but Fu was still very high. Sun Kuang was the one who liked to read the books the most among the Sun family's children, so it was normal to have such ambition. However, Sun Ce was not very interested in Fu, but was interested in the information collected by Sun Kuang. This was simply a story of ambition.

"Collect more." Sun Ce touched Sun Kuang's head. "You can write the Fu slowly. At that time, it is also good to print out the maps of these flowers, plants, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts. I published a monograph before I was ten years old, and you are the well-deserved reading seeds of our Sun family."

"This... can you still publish a book?" Sun Kuang was surprised.

"Of course." Sun Ce looked at it for a while, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Sun Kuang was doing well. "Who did you learn paintings from? Zhang Gong?"

"I mainly came from Zhang Gong's school. I met Mr. Zhao last year and asked him to give me some advice. A few days ago, I followed Mr. Cai Buqi and gave some tips on writing."

Sun Ce nodded repeatedly. Zhang Zhao's calligraphy is good, but he didn't expect that he could paint. Zhao Qi was good at painting, so he knew that he was good at painting. As for Cai Yong, let alone, he seemed to have no knowledge that he could not do except have children. Cai Yan got his true teachings, and the hand-painted illustrations were a magical product. Even if Tang Bohu saw it, he would regard it as a treasure. With these guidance, it was reasonable for Sun Kuang's painting skills to be good.

"Like painting?"

"I like it." Sun Kuang scratched his head embarrassedly and stuck out his tongue.

"Draw if you like it. As long as you are willing to draw, Brother Wang will support you for the rest of your life. From this month on, I will give you some money to buy paper and pen, and then hire someone to do errands to help you collect specimens."

"Me!" Sun Lang immediately raised his hand, afraid that Sun Ce would not see it, so he even tiptoed on his toes.

Sun Ce laughed and pinched Sun Lang's little face. "Then you, the fat water will not flow to outsiders."

Zhang Hong smiled with a smile on his beard and looked relieved.

Sun Ce chatted with his two younger brothers for a while, watched Sun Shangxiang shoot archery for a while, and returned to the chairman, Yuan Quan and others were ready and were gathering together to joke. They all heard what Sun Ce, Sun Kuang and Sun Lang said. As soon as Sun Ce sat down, Yuan Heng asked him for instructions, intending to increase his monthly money and provide paper and pen. Sun Ce saw Liu He dancing many times, and had seen her hand-painted dance maps. He knew that she inherited the genes of Emperor Ling of Han and had a certain talent for art. However, he did not think that Liu He needed this money. Although he did not pay taxes to Liu He in the entire Danyang County, Liu He's private money was sufficient and he would not be able to miss this little money. But he still agreed that this was the power that Yuan Heng, as his wife, controlled financial power, and he should respect it.

After sitting down and chatting for a while, Guo Jia rushed over, and Mrs. Zhong and Guo Yi followed behind. Guo Yi, Sun Ce and Zhang Hong greeted each other and went to play with friends of the same age. Since Xu Jie served as Sun Shangxiang's military advisor, Guo Yi has been completely relieved and even has a much cheerful personality.

Sun Ce transferred Yang Xiu’s report to Guo Jia. After Guo Jia finished reading it, he thought about it for a while, and was a little disdainful.

"If Xun Wen is really pitiful, he will do it without knowing it, which will make others misleading himself."

Sun Ce didn't quite understand. He could see that the emperor refused to surrender, but he could not see that there was Xun Yu's shadow, at least he could not confirm it, including Zhang Hong. However, Guo Jia determined that Xun Yu was intuition or had he received some tips?

"King, be prepared to face the challenge, be prepared for any trouble." Guo Jia did not explain too much, but just glanced at Sun Ce behind him calmly. Sun Ce did not turn around. He knew who was behind him, Yuan Quan and Yuan Heng were all there, and the eldest princess Liu He was also among them. But he was not worried about Liu He. Liu He was very brave. He would let him read every time he wrote a letter from home. He would let Yuan Quan read it if he didn't have time, and he would only send it after he got permission.

"How will Fengxiao think the emperor will take risks?"

"Using the promotion of officials as bait, he lured Cao Cao and Yuan Tan to attack him, and the emperor was in the middle and waited for an opportunity to act. However, this was just his wishful thinking. He used light control and heavy control to fight against tigers. There was always a small possibility of success. Even if he succeeded for a while, he would often suffer the consequences. But Cao Cao and Yuan Tan would not miss this opportunity to be cleared, and they would definitely respond, and even Liu Bei would get a piece of the pie."

Guo Jia shook the feather fan and frowned slightly. "King, it has been a few months since the imperial edict was announced in the world. Jia Xu has not responded. Should he be hitting him?"

Sun Ce shook his head. He also had to consider this issue. The court intended to be king in April and May last year, and officially named king in October. It was announced in the form of a mansion. Jia Xu must have received it. But he neither sent anyone to congratulate or object, and the reaction was really strange. Yang Xiu went to Guanzhong, and Jiang Gan was able to transfer his main energy to Hedong and Bingzhou. He should have met Jia Xu, but there was no news yet.

"Jia Xu is a drum, so there is no need to hit the heavy hammer. Of course, we can't count on him too much. This person..." Sun Ce paused and said, "Only help those who are worthy of help."
Chapter completed!