In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

The Yang residence.

Yang Xiu lay on the couch.

He is recovering from an illness.

To be precise,

It was a strategic retreat, a move to ensure that "as long as I don't leave the house, Zhao Yu can't humiliate me."

The battle in the Chief Secretary's quarters, the battle in the imperial court.

A crushing defeat.

"Cough cough."

Yang Xiu was looking at the bronze mirror.

I applied a little powder to my face.

Make yourself look weaker and more haggard.

"Hmm, not bad."

"The area between the eyebrows is dark, and the lips are pale."

"If the Prime Minister were to send someone to see this, he would definitely believe that I fell ill from overwork on official business."

Yang Xiu put down the powder puff with satisfaction.

I picked up a volume of history to cultivate my mind and spirit.

He was still thinking about it:

Zhao Yu, that boor, should be supervising that Shenwei smuggler now.

What kind of trouble can two people from Xiliang cause?

Within three days, it will definitely be forced to close down.

I will come out of seclusion then.

Write an essay titled "Ode to Coarse Food" to thoroughly ridicule him.

It's really beautiful.

Beep—beep—da—beep—!

A burst of gongs and drums came from outside the mansion.

Yang Xiu sat up abruptly.

Even if you're not sick, you'll be scared into thinking you are.

"Who?"

Whose funeral is being held?

"Why are you here at the gates of my Yang residence, blowing your own horn?"

Butler Wang rushed in.

"Master! Something terrible has happened!"

"It's not a funeral!"

"Someone has brought a gift!"

"A gift?"

Yang Xiu was furious.

"Why are you playing that suona horn like that when you're giving me a gift? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were sending me off!"

"Who is it? So ignorant of the rules?"

The butler swallowed hard.

"It's from the Prime Minister's residence and Shenwei, who said they were sending a 'grand opening gift' to the master."

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Changshi," Yang Xiu...

My eyelids started twitching uncontrollably.

Celebration?

This is clearly malevolent music!

"not see!"

Yang Xiu lay down again.

"Just say I'm seriously ill, bedridden, and about to die!"

"Get him out!"

"But……"

"The leading soldier said so."

"Chief Clerk Zhao has ordered that it must be personally delivered to Registrar Yang."

"It also requires...it also requires Registrar Yang to personally 'sign for' it."

"If you are too sick to get up, they will rush in and bring gifts to your bedside."

"presumptuous!"

Yang Xiu scrambled to his feet in one swift motion.

Bare in? That would be utterly disrespectful!

"Help me out of here!"

"Make it look more convincing!"

"I'd like to see what other tricks Zhao Yu can pull!"

"Can you still kill me in the street?"

……

At the entrance of the Yang residence.

The area was already crowded with onlookers.

During the Three Kingdoms period, there were not many entertainment activities.

It's not easy to find something fun, so I have to take a good look.

Seeing that a crowd had gathered, he blew even louder.

The gates of the Yang residence slowly opened.

With the steward's help, Yang Xiu

He walked out, trembling.

Although I was seething with anger inside.

But you have to put on a good show.

He was a renowned scholar of his time.

Be courteous.

"stop--!"

Yang Xiu raised his hand and called out weakly.

The world is finally quiet.

The squad leader stepped forward, his loud voice booming like thunder:

"But was it Registrar Yang in person?"

Yang Xiu covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

Cough twice:

"Ahem... It is indeed I, the official."

"What brings you here?"

The sergeant grinned.

"The Chief Secretary has spoken."

"I heard that Registrar Yang has been overworking lately and his health isn't very good."

"Plus, Shenwei Lao opened for business in a few days."

"The Chief Secretary has specially prepared a 'Supreme Exclusive Gift' just for you."

"Wishing Registrar Yang good health and a greatly enhanced mental capacity!"

As he spoke, the squad leader handed over that red box:

"Please have the registrar sign for this!"

Yang Xiu looked at the box.

I had a bad feeling.

But so many people are watching.

He is also a person who cares about his reputation.

He couldn't refuse to accept it in front of so many people.

It makes you seem petty.

"Please thank Chief Secretary Zhao for me."

Yang Xiu forced a smile.

He reached out to take it.

"Wait..."

The squad leader suddenly pulled his hand back.

"The Chief Secretary has spoken."

"This gift is very valuable."

"The goods must be inspected in person, and the 'instructions for use' must be read aloud in public."

"So that Chief Clerk Yang doesn't know how to use it and wastes the Chief Secretary's painstaking efforts."

Yang Xiu: "..."

What is this thing? And there are instructions for use?

Before Yang Xiu could agree, the squad leader...

He simply ripped the red silk open.

The box is opened.

Everyone craned their necks.

Yang Xiu also looked over.

Inside the box,

Two things were lying there.

It's the same wooden sign we saw before.

The other dish was a bowl of pig brain soup.

Yang Xiu's eyes widened.

He stared intently at the bowl of soup.

"this……"

"What does this mean?"

The sergeant cleared his throat and took out a piece of paper.

"Zhao Changshi presented this item to Yang Zhubu."

"It is said that there is a folk saying: you are what you eat."

"Registrar Yang writes articles of five thousand words at a time; he must be overworking his brain."

"This pig brain soup is a special offering from Shenwei Lao."

"I hope the registrar will take it while it's hot to refresh his mind and strive to learn to speak human language as soon as possible."

The crowd erupted.

"Hahaha!"

"You are what you eat?"

"So that means Lord Yang has no brains?"

"Zhao Changshi's mouth is really too sharp!"

He, a genius of the prestigious Yang clan of Hongnong, was actually given pig brains?!

"You...you..."

The squad leader looked completely innocent.

"Registrar Yang, don't get excited, this isn't over yet."

He picked up the wooden plaque:

"This is a learning card. The Chief Secretary said it's a privilege for you."

"From now on, when you go to the restaurant, just recite the 'Six Requirements' aloud."

"Turn your back to me once, and you'll get a serving of pig brains as a reward."

"If you mispronounce a word... hehe, General Ma Teng at the door will be there to 'refresh your mind'."

Done.

The squad leader shoved the box into Yang Xiu's arms.

"The item has been delivered!"

"Brothers, let's retreat!"

Beep—beep—da—beep—!

The sound rang out again.

They left in high spirits.

Yang Xiu was left alone.

Clutching the red box, he and the butler stood bewildered in the wind.

……

study.

The door had just closed.

The "weak" Yang Xiu suddenly erupted.

He did not vent his anger in the yard.

He was also afraid that the onlookers outside the courtyard would hear him.

"Snapped!"

The pig brain soup was spilled all over the ground.

"This is outrageous!!"

"This is outrageous!!"

"Zhao Yu! I will never forgive you!!"

"Pig brains, he actually gave me pig brains."

"He's calling me stupid! He's saying I'm worse than a pig!"

The butler didn't dare to speak.

In a corner to the side.

"Then... sir..."

"This card..."

"Burn it!!"

"Burn it to ashes! Throw it into the latrine!"

"I feel nauseous just looking at it!"

The butler took the wooden sign.

Just as he was about to throw it into the brazier.

His hand paused.

I saw the red marks on the back of the wooden sign.

That is... Prime Minister Cao's private seal.

There is also a line of smaller print: "New Construction Regulations Promotion - Pilot Program Only".

The butler was so frightened that his hand trembled.

Fortunately, he can read.

Otherwise, trouble will ensue.

"Master...Master..." "This...this can't be burned..."

"Why can't it be burned?"

"Look..."

The steward handed the back of the wooden plaque to Yang Xiu.

"This bears the Prime Minister's seal..."

"It also says 'For pilot program only'."

"In other words, this is 'responding to the Prime Minister's call'."

"If you burn it..."

The butler lowered his voice:

"That's dissatisfaction with the 'new regulations,' dissatisfaction with the Prime Minister..."

"If this gets to the Prime Minister's ears..."

"Our Yang family..."

The raging anger that had been burning within Yang Xiu was instantly extinguished.

Zhao Yu linked this thing to the new regulations.

If he dares to destroy this card, that would be disobeying orders and sowing discord between the emperor and Cao Cao.

Cao Cao was just looking for an excuse to crack down on the powerful clans, wasn't he just walking into the line of fire?

a long time.

"Why----!"

Yang Xiu held the study card.

"Keep it..."

"Put it...on my altar." "Place it...where I can't see it."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes, yes."