Cao Cao crosses Wu Dalang

Chapter 464

Lao Cao was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why the girl was so shy all of a sudden, and continued to make up: "I still have a little thought, just afraid that when the sword is worn on my body, it will be damaged if it is really used. It’s too late to regret it, so I specially entrusted it to a very appropriate person to keep it for me... Well, Jin Zhi, what’s wrong with you?”

"Ah, ah! No, it's nothing! I mean, Brother Wu's handling is very appropriate." Jin Zhi felt that she was making a fool of herself, and quickly covered her face with words. Complaints: Aunt Baihua did all these good deeds, otherwise how could I be thinking wildly?
You must know that women's minds are the most difficult to guess, especially young women. The thoughts in their minds are often weird and fast, and they are often unpredictable - but unlike young women, they only need to buy bags.

How else can we say that girls' feelings are always poetry?
Rao Cao is such a veteran in the field of love, it is hard to imagine at this moment that this shy girl just wrote a... yellow poem in her heart!
Lao Cao only said that Fang Jinzhi said "don't talk, don't look", because he was afraid that he would feel embarrassed because he didn't bring the Qingluan sword, and he couldn't help but feel grateful secretly: the daughter of the dignified saint must also be spoiled, but she knows how to be considerate. Really commendable also.

The tone became more gentle now, and he changed the subject according to the situation: "Since we parted ways with you, because of the incident in Jiangzhou, the imperial court has repeatedly sent people to attack Liangshan. ..."

Fang Jinzhi was also happy not to talk about the size of the sword, and quickly said: "Ah, then it's as if you came to help us! Did you win the battle?"

Lao Cao nodded and said with a smile: "Naturally, I won, and then I made a special trip to Bianjing to seek official positions for many brothers, thinking of a long-term plan; I wanted to come to the south of the Yangtze River after I was busy, but unexpectedly I had a dispute with Zengtou City , detained our brother who went to buy horses, so we had no choice but to attack him... I have been tossing and turning in the Northland since last year... and stayed in Dongying... After returning, I heard that Tong Guan sent troops to the south of the Yangtze River, because I Not here, I appointed my younger brother Wu Song as the general, fearing that you might lose something, borrowed the name of my brother Song, and hurried here."

He rambled on and briefly talked about the situation after the farewell, with obvious intentions: After thinking about it several times, he was tied up, and now he has time to go immediately.

As expected, Fang Jinzhi fell into the trick, but he became uneasy: "It turns out that Brother Wu is so busy, but I am ignorant... To tell you the truth, in the past two or three years, I have often complained in my heart that you don't count your words, and I want to go to Shandong to settle accounts with you." So, alas, I almost wronged my brother."

Cao Cao looked at her suspiciously, and thought to himself: Strange, I already said that Tong Guan appointed Wu Song as a general, and I wanted to take this opportunity to plant a foreshadowing, but why didn't she ask me?

But she didn't know that in the girl's mind, Cao Cao was determined not to harm her, so she didn't take it to heart, and subconsciously thought that Cao Cao must have a countermeasure, besides, she had been in love for three years and finally got her wish. With such a beautiful day and beautiful scenery, do you want to talk about military affairs with him? ?Wouldn't that ruin the scenery, and also disappoint the bright moon and spring breeze.

Although Cao Cao didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't ask, so he couldn't say much.

I had to follow her words and said: "Actually, I am not wronged. Now that I think about it, although those matters are urgent, if they are really entrusted to other brothers, it is not a bad idea. In the final analysis, Wu is always self-righteous and takes everything by himself, so that ..."

He turned his head and looked at Fang Jinzhi with deep eyes: "It's just a waste of time for you and me to get along."

His sweet words, with no words of love in the whole article, seemed plain, but full of the tough tenderness of a successful man, Fang Jinzhi felt intoxicated when he heard it, and when his eyes touched him, it almost overflowed with honey Come on, hang down your head shyly, and said in a small voice: "The future will still be long."

Under the moonlight, the girl looked shy, and her already impressive appearance became even more beautiful.

Although Lao Cao has always favored more mature women, but in this situation, he couldn't help but be moved, and his tone became truly sincere: "Yes, I hope it lasts a long time."

While talking, the two walked slowly to the city gate. The soldiers who were on duty saw the two of them coming up, and avoided them wisely.

For a moment, there was no one around, and the ground was as strong as iron, and the April spring breeze swept across the night sky, brushing the girl's hair.Between the Guanxia mountains, there are bursts of forest waves blowing, and the sound of the tide of the Fuchun River rolls together, like the sound of nature.

Fang Jinzhi turned his head to look at Lao Cao, then looked at the moon, and pursed his lips. He felt that the sky and the earth were vast at this moment. The stars, the moonlight, the shadows of the trees and the sound of the tide, what he saw and heard were all beautiful and moving.

She only felt that all kinds of emotions in her heart were agitated, but it was difficult to express, and she secretly regretted: Forget it, back then, my father hired a famous scribe to be a teacher to teach me to learn literature with Tian Ding, but I shouldn't have let Tian Ding run away People, otherwise, if you are a talented woman, you can write a poem at this moment. No matter you read it ten or twenty years later, you will always think of the scene where Brother Wu and I talked and admired the moon here tonight. Wouldn’t it be unforgettable?

As soon as he changed his mind, he suddenly said to Lao Cao: "Brother Wu, I heard from legends in the world that Shandong'Wu Mengde' is a man with both civil and military skills. There is a great talent who can write poems in just seven steps, is Brother Wu as good as that?"

When Cao Cao heard this, he was melancholy and funny at the same time. He sighed and said, "The one who completes the poem in seven steps is my son. My son has such talent. Is the father weaker than him?"

Fang Jinzhi only thought that he was talking nonsense, slapped him lightly, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, the ancients are easy to take advantage of? Don't you insult the sages. Hmph, I know, brother Wu must not be convinced of his talent , I heard Uncle Seven Buddhas said that this is called literati's respect, isn't it?"

I thought to myself: That's right, Shi Bao and the others usually fight martial arts, if Aunt Baihua is present, they often fight harder every time, as expected, men like to show off in front of women, and an old and generous person like Brother Wu, in front of me, can't help but Jealous of me saying that other talents are great.

She consciously saw through Lao Cao's jealousy, her heart became sweeter, and she deliberately provoked him: "Brother Wu, if you can also compose a poem in seven steps, I will believe you. Great guy!"

As he spoke, he raised his white and smooth thumb and shook it in front of his eyes.

Cao Cao smiled, took two steps, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Fang Jinzhi——

In fact, she didn't know how difficult it is to compose poetry. Seeing that Cao Cao took two steps, she was about to speak, but she thought that the topic was easy for her. She rolled her eyes and said suddenly: "I heard from Uncle Seven Buddhas that the literati in this dynasty love to write lyrics. Brother Wu don't want to write poems, just fill in a poem, well, I heard someone sing "Linjiang Fairy", this Wulong Mountain is facing Fuchun River, you fill in a "Linjiang Fairy", wouldn't it be inappropriate .”

"Is it "Linjiang Fairy"?" Cao Cao smiled casually, took another two steps, raised his finger to point to the moon, then pointed to himself and Jin Zhi, and said in a manly voice:
"There is a crescent moon in the sky, and the two stand side by side for midnight.

The spring breeze goes to the top of the forest.

Thousands of mountains are constantly separated, and the dream soul is summoned several times.

Beginning to believe that lovesickness is like wine, who has been spared by passion?

The name mark on the Sansheng stone.

If it is not predestined by the sky, where will the excitement arise? "

As Lao Cao read every word, Fang Jinzhi's eyes widened and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.Staring at Lao Cao without blinking, he felt that this moment was a joy and satisfaction that he had never experienced in his life.

In fact, if Fang Jinzhi uses poems with many allusions, Fang Jinzhi will probably not know what to say. However, Lao Cao sees that her knowledge in this area is limited, and the meaning of a poem is as simple as water, and Fang Jinzhi can empathize with it.

I couldn't help holding Lao Cao's hand with both hands, shaking it again and again: "Your poem, isn't it about you and me? Oh, oh, you have to write it down for me, and I will memorize it carefully. Don’t forget it! Oh, didn’t you just take two steps? You took five steps less than that ancient genius, and you wrote more, more…”

She wrung her fingers, trying to figure out how many more words this poem had than Cao Zhi's "Seven Step Poems". What about words!"

Seeing her naive look, Lao Cao also laughed out loud.

Fang Jinzhi went to grab his hand again: "Brother is so amazing..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a rough voice like thunder: "Brother is amazing! The words are also written so well, unlike Tie Niu, who only knows how to compose poems."

Fang Jinzhi was so frightened that he jumped up like a little rabbit, and hastily let go of his hands. When he looked back, he saw Li Kui swaying towards the gate: "Okay, you and my brother are hiding to write poems and play tricks, why don't you call them Tieniu?"

Since Fang Jinzhi was young, all he could see was the heroic men in the Jianghu. Although Fang Qifo, Lou Minzhong and others were educated, who would be willing to joke with a little girl like her?

Therefore, occasionally listening to people's stories, telling stories about gifted scholars and beauties, I feel envious. When I was young, I even disguised myself to watch the literary gatherings held by those scholars, but when those people talked, they just shook their heads. What's more, Fang Jinzhi couldn't stand the soaring sourness by citing scriptures.

Later, I heard people say that in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there was a "Qinglian Sword Immortal" Li Taibai, who not only had superb swordsmanship, but also could write good poems, so I asked him to read his poetry collections, and I felt generous and heroic, which was far from what I had seen. Scholars are comparable, so they "suddenly realized": it turns out that a real literati should have such a demeanor.

Because of this idea, when I first met Lao Cao, after getting along with him for a while, I felt that his aura was just like that of Li Taibai in my imagination. He was bold and upright, without losing his elegant qualities. Today, when I listen to his utterances, I feel even more ecstatic. , There is a great sigh of "tonight and what night, seeing this beloved man".

Unexpectedly, Li Kui suddenly uttered a voice that instantly shattered this charming artistic conception.

I was angry and anxious for a while—anxious because the atmosphere was completely destroyed, and anxious because I don't know how long this black guy has been here, and just now I forgot about my love, and my little daughter's coquettishness is revealed. If someone listens to it, people will Don't do it either.

This is exactly: Haohao Chunshan with blue barriers, high and bright moon shining on the silver pass.If the long wind can have faith, it will blow back the sails on the river every year.

(End of this chapter)