C259 Sister Lu Yuan and Sister A Xiang (1/2)

This was because not everyone present was a scholar like Zhang Cang. Therefore, apart from a few friends who were also doctoral officials like him, many people did not actually know the value of ”Lu's Spring and Autumn”.

Because of this, when Zhang Cang suddenly paid his respects to Xiao Wen, many people were stupefied.

In fact, other than a few guests who had just passed the military merits and became nobles, there was nothing else. Everyone present had more or less heard of Lu Buwei's name.

That was a few decades ago, supporting the former Qin Emperor and the current Prime Minister.

However, they didn't expect that Lu Buwei, or even Lu Buwei's' Lu Family's Spring and Autumn ', would be so valuable. Even if it was Zhang Cang, for him, he would still pay respect.

Dong Zhuo, who was at the side, naturally couldn't accept such an outcome.

He originally wanted to humiliate Xiao Wen, but now it seemed that he was just asking to be humiliated.

”Xiao Wen, just you wait. One day, I will make you pay.” Dong Zhuo's heart was filled with violent emotions and he couldn't help but think.

However, right now, he didn't have any good methods to deal with Xiao Wen.

Helpless, he could only endure his anger and think about how he would teach Xiao Wen a lesson in the future.

As for Xiao Wen, although he wanted to ask him, compared to Duke Huai Yin, which one of his gifts was more important?

However, considering that the《 Duke Huai Yin Book》 was the work of Han Xin and Zhang Liang, it was also very important to Zhang Cang personally.

If he used this matter to slap Dong Zhuo's face, Zhang Cang would more or less be unhappy.

Therefore, he endured it and gave Zhang Cang some face, not continuing to pursue the matter.

However, just at this time, Zhang Cang suddenly spoke to Dong Zhuo, ”Dong Clan's kid. ”Hmm …” ”You're about the same age as my eldest son. Can I call you that?”

Dong Zhuo froze for a moment and then nodded his head.

Although he looked to be in his forties now, it was only an illusion of a battle-hardened, weather-beaten man.

In fact, he was only thirty-five years old.

It was because of this that he had accepted Lu Bu, a fifteen-year-old child, as his foster son.

Perhaps in the eyes of modern people, the fifteen years gap between him and Zhang Cang wasn't that large. In the absence of kinship, it is still somewhat inappropriate to call others a boy. Of course, if they were related by blood, it would be another story. A young man in his twenties, called a little boy uncle, or a young man in his teens, with an uncle who was about the same age, would not be a problem.)

However, in ancient times, people advocated early marriage and early childbearing.

After all, children from ancient times died easily. In order to ensure the population, they had to give birth to as many children as possible.

Therefore, ancient people had an obsessive compulsive disorder. When a uterus that could function normally was free, the person would feel uncomfortable all over, constantly wanting the uterus to perform its proper functions.

Naturally, getting married at the age of twelve or thirteen and becoming a parent at the age of fourteen or fifteen wasn't anything unusual in ancient times.

It could even be said that this was a normal occurrence.

Therefore, since Zhang Cang called Dong Zhuo a brat, Dong Zhuo could only lower his head and agree.

Looking at Dong Zhuo, Zhang Cang said, ”Dong Zhuo, do you know your mistake?”

”Wrong?” Dong Zhuo looked at Zhang Cang in astonishment, somewhat puzzled.

He was not convinced and asked, ”What's wrong with me?”

Zhang Cang shook her head and said, ”I know that you, as a Wu Chen, always fight outside. It is very normal for you to be very angry. However, you and Xiao Wen are of the same generation and should be close brothers. And you got angry at Xiao Wen because of some trivial things. ”

”On the other hand, Xiao Dazhi, after he brought out < Lu Family's Spring and Autumn >, he could have clearly ridiculed you, but he did not do so. What do you think of his behavior? ”