The days passed day by day, and the time of four or five years seemed to pass through the fingers inadvertently and invisible. In Sima Mansion in Xiaojingli, Wenxian County, Sima Yi lived a fulfilling and rich life every day: he sat on the couch in the morning to study classics, recite poems, compose Fu, and comment on the past and the present with Sima Fu, Sima Kui, Sima Jin and other younger brothers; He asked Niu Jin and Sima Yin to carry him under the shade of a tree, and while basking in the warm sun, he played chess with his wife Zhang Chunhua, drinking tea, playing the piano and singing in harmony.

In the past few years, Zhang Chunhua has been influenced by Sima Yi's side, and has gradually become more knowledgeable and wise.When she and Sima Yi were discussing the righteousness of classics, history, and economics, there were always some witty words that Sima Yi secretly admired.Sima Yi sometimes sighed deeply: "It seems that the difference between a virtuous and a foolish, clumsy and ingenious, success and failure in this world lies entirely in whether a person is willing to study and study hard. Knowledge may not be as good as that of a woman; a woman who can study hard and study hard, a woman with a beautiful face, is better than a man who lacks talent and skill—Chunhua, you are a female middle school think tank who is professional and self-taught !"

Hearing these words, Zhang Chunhua's heart trembled slightly: Husband, do you know that the theory of righteousness and principles in the Classics and History Collection, the vertical and horizontal skills of the emperors and generals in the past dynasties, and the traces of the mountains and rivers in the picture books and ancient books? , they are boring, tasteless, difficult and difficult to understand, how can Chunhua like them?If it weren't for these topics and contents that lingered in your mind, Chunhua would not bite the bullet and gnaw on these books in order to keep you from feeling lonely while lying on the sick bed, and sorted out some ideas and tips , to sit and talk with you, and live happily.As far as my original intention is concerned, I just want to help you live a happier and more fulfilling life every day-it’s not that I intend to become a knowledgeable and talented "female middle school think tank" by reading a lot of books!

Naturally, Sima Yi didn't know his wife's heartfelt thoughts. While studying and playing chess with Zhang Chunhua, he immersed himself in studying classics and wrote many incisive and profound comments.And Zhang Chunhua sorted out his comments and compiled them into scrolls of letters. She often said: "Husband, I want to collect all your epigrams and proverbs, so that they can be made into an album and circulated all over the world... " Sima Yi listened, but just smiled lightly: "People's pursuit of learning should be based on self-satisfaction with facing the wall, and end with showing off wisdom to others; focus on pottery casting knowledge, supplemented by communication and complementarity. You must not put the cart before the horse and misplace the main and the auxiliary. These experiences and experiences are nothing more than a glimpse of the sky for my husband! Yesterday was true, but today is wrong; today is true, but tomorrow is wrong...Maybe one day my husband will laugh out loud when I see it for myself——Chunhua , you don’t have to worry about it anymore!”

"Husband, you are really too modest." Zhang Chunhua still shook his head disapprovingly and said, "Our Sima family's Confucianism has always been deeply rooted and flourishing, and it must be passed on from generation to generation. You have a unique understanding of the principles of this law, and it is novel. How can one’s opinion be lost in obscurity? Economics and affairs of the world are the fad of the moment, but evangelism is the foundation of the future!” After hearing this, Sima Yi pondered for a long time before nodding his head: "You are right. You have such insightful insights. You are indeed a good wife for your husband. I have a scholarly family and a family of Confucian classics, and I should do the same. ——Well, then, you can copy a few copies of these proverbs from your experience, and let the third brother and the others use them to learn from each other... I am a husband who is unrestrained and unrestrained, and likes to fight and fight. "

Zhang Chunhua heard that his words were faintly arrogant, so he didn't say anything more, and followed his orders.On the contrary, Sima Fu, Sima Kui, Sima Jin and other younger brothers, after getting the rules and principles of the second brother, read them with gusto and never put them down, admiring his knowledge. Sima Yi's secluded life, like this, slowly turned over page after page day after day, every page was so ordinary and silent.In the village, many elders were discussing: With Sima Yi's appearance, I am afraid that he will stay on the sick bed for the rest of his life.

Perhaps, except for his elder brother Sima Lang who is far away in Xudu who insists on sending a briefing letter back every few days, the Qingliu scholars in the entire imperial court seem to have forgotten the man who dared to ride alone in the Spirit Dragon Valley. A young talent who persuaded Xiliang soldiers to fight against the tyrants and rapists in Hanoi County.However, what makes Sima Yi feel warm is that in the past few years, every festive season, Xu Duli will have Xun Yu, Yang Jun and other seniors send servants to send him some generous gifts as a greeting—— At such a juncture, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

That morning, Sima Yi saw the red sun was shining in the sky, and the weather was fine. He remembered that many ancient books, slips and silk volumes in his library had already been infested with silverfish, so he ordered Zhang Chunhua and his maid Cuihe to move them all to the yard to expose them to the sun. . "Husband, you lie here, and I will go to the east of the village to buy some fresh herbs from Dr. Toutian." Zhang Chunhua and Cui He greeted Sima Yi after placing the letters and silk volumes in the yard. .Every now and then, he went to Dr. Toutian in the east of the village to buy medicine and boil it. It was a "double play" that his husband and wife had to perform in order to hide it from the eyes and ears of the neighbors.This trick must be performed continuously until Sima Yi recovers one day.

"Okay." Sima Yi took a copy of "Historical Records" and was reclining on the pillow of the couch, reading it carefully, and replied without raising his head. After leaving the backyard, Zhang Chunhua asked Cuihe to stay, and ordered: "Cuihe, you can just clean up in this front hall. Pay attention to the movement in the backyard - the second son is not convenient to move, you have to be vigilant A little. But, you don’t have to go to the backyard to disturb his study..." "Okay." Cui He agreed, and at the same time went to find a broom to sweep the floor.

Sima Yi sat on the couch and flipped through "Historical Records", gradually getting absorbed in reading, and forgot the scene in the courtyard outside.Unexpectedly, the weather in June is like the face of a three-year-old child. It changes at will. The sun is still shining brightly in the morning, and it is suddenly cloudy after an hour. There was a burst of "cracking, crackling, crackling" on the roof tiles, and Sima Yi raised his eyes to look out: soybean-sized raindrops were hitting his head and face, falling from mid-air, densely packed, splashing on the dam in the backyard. Blossoming water flowers.

Oops!My books!Sima Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Chunhua! Cuihe! Collect the books! Come here—collect the books..." Unexpectedly, despite his shouting, no one came in in response.Probably everyone is busy collecting grain and clothes that are exposed to the sun in the front yard. My "Taigong Art of War" ah!It's Mine!My "Warring States Policy" ah!Sima Yi yelled for a long time, his heart burning with anxiety - what should I do if the ink on these precious books is wet by the rain?He finally couldn't hold back, and he didn't care about pretending to be suffering from wind paralysis anymore. He jumped up from the couch, rushed out of the house with bare feet and ran into the rain to grab the books. As soon as he rushed out of the room, he was bumped head-on by the maid Cui He who rushed into the courtyard: "Second...Second Young Master! You...your leg is healed?!" Hearing her shout, Sima Yi was shocked as if struck by lightning: My God!I... How could I expose myself?Now he... don't they all know that I, Sima Yi, pretended to be paralyzed on the bed... After a sudden thought, he couldn't react for a while, and stood under the eaves of the courtyard in a daze.This... What should I do at this time—but, now is not the best time to publicly declare that I have recovered from my illness!He muttered in his mouth, saying something that even he himself didn't know what it was. "Second Young Master's leg has healed by itself?" Cui He didn't think much about it, and while swiftly grabbing those exposed books, she said happily, "This is great news! He will go and tell the news to the master, wife and all the sons... Cui He also wants to let everyone in Quan Xiaojing know that my second son is really auspicious, and even a serious disease like wind paralysis can be cured without treatment... " When Sima Yi heard it, he felt his heart tremble even more, and his whole body floated in the air like a wisp of green smoke.What?This little girl who can't hide her words wants to spread the word about me everywhere... At this moment, I saw Zhang Chunhua rushing to the backyard panting with his skirt in hand.Standing at the gate of the courtyard, she immediately saw the scene clearly.She was also shocked like a wooden person, staying there at a loss. "Oh! Madame... This is such a great joy!" When Cui He saw it, she happily went up to her, "Look—Second Young Master's paralysis has healed by himself..." Zhang Chunhua watched her getting closer and closer with a smile on her face, and under the increasingly intense shock, suddenly a murderous intent flashed in her mind, and a violent rage surged up in her chest——she gritted her teeth secretly, and The strength burst out from nowhere, and she rushed forward, stretched out her right hand to cover Cui He's mouth, and pushed her hard into the corner of the courtyard: "You stupid maid—you...you messed up!" What are you yelling about?!" With a "bang", Cui He tumbled over a foot away on the ground dam, and hit her forehead on a sharp edge of a bluestone slab in the courtyard dam. A stream of bright red blood gushed out immediately, staining the rainwater under her body red... "Husband... Madame..." Cui He cried out dying in the courtyard dam, her body was covered in blood and mud, which was very shocking, "You...why are you..." "Cuihe! Cuihe!" Zhang Chunhua trembled, walked to her side step by step, leaned over, and said with clenched teeth, "I did this because I had to! You...you don't know, two The matter of the young master pretending to be paralyzed is of great importance, involving the safety of hundreds of people in Sima's family! There is no room for any mistakes! Don't blame Madam, I am cruel. We will take good care of your parents and family on your behalf... You Just go!" As she said that, her eyes shot coldly, and she grabbed another stone from the ground and threw it on Cuihe's celestial spirit cover... Seeing this tragic scene, Sima Yi couldn't help trembling while holding the door frame, and his heart was turbulent: Chun... Chunhua!Chunhua went so far as to kill someone for himself!What's more, it was the personal maid she brought over from the Zhang family who killed her!This... this... how sensational this is!Just now when I was reading the "Records of Empress Dowager Lu" in "Historical Records", the cruel and violent comments of the sages and great Confucians on the empress dowager Lu's "mourning with poison and mourning, cruel Qi Ji" are vivid in my memory! ... Is Zhang Chunhua also a ruthless heroine like Lu Zhi? "Chunhua, you...you..." Sima Yi muttered speechlessly. "Husband, don't you hurry up and lie down in the house? Let me take care of all the funeral affairs here." Zhang Chunhua had made up his mind, and turned to Sima Yi who was standing blankly at the door of the bedroom. "Isn't it a bit too cruel for you to do this?" Sima Yi walked into the bedroom slowly, and his gloomy voice pierced through layers of rain curtains came out word by word, "This matter should have been resolved better. way." "I'm cruel? I... I'm making a decisive decision to avoid future troubles!" Zhang Chunhua slowly dragged Cui He's body to the dry well in the most remote corner of the backyard in the rain.Her voice sounded deep and powerful, and the sound of "swoosh, boom, boom" couldn't hide it at all, "My husband has read so many history books, doesn't he know better than my concubine that 'conspiracies are made by secrets, but defeated by leaks'?" Is there any secret to this? I don’t know more about Cui He’s temperament than you do? She is the one who can’t hide any secrets... If your pretending to be sick is leaked out, Cao Cao’d rather teach me to betray the world, don’t teach me. How could he let you off when people in the world betrayed me? I am afraid that even my father, my eldest brother, and my third younger brother will be implicated by your incident... Forget it! Forget it! This villain needs someone to do it after all." Her words faded away in the storm, but no more words came out from the bedroom on the courtyard behind her—Sima Yi fell into a deep silence, and he accepted her with this silent silence. All that said.