In the Sima family's papermaking workshop, Guo Zhao led many craftsmen to be busy.
As orders continue to increase, the work of the paper mill has become more and more arduous, and a lot of manpower has been added.
Sima Fang strictly abided by Cao Zhang's orders, and the craftsmen he recruited were carefully selected. They had corresponding skills and received relatively generous remuneration to ensure that the secrets of papermaking would not be leaked. Therefore, although there were more people, they were still in good order. Busy but not chaotic.
Guo Zhao was in the crowd directing everyone to be busy. She had turned all her longing for Cao Zhang into the motivation for papermaking.
After another bucket of paper pulp was made, Guo Zhao straightened up and sat on a wooden bench to rest for a while.
"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens..." Guo Zhao softly chanted "Spring Night Happy Rain" to express her longing for Cao Zhang. What appeared in front of her eyes was Cao Zhang's dazzling style in the Lunar New Year Review. look like.
"A Zhao, A Zhao!" Sima Lang and Sima Yi rushed into the papermaking workshop and shouted to her from a distance.
Guo Zhao raised his head and saw that it was them. He stood up and came forward: "Brother, second brother, why are you here? Do you want to increase the order?"
Sima Lang ran too fast and was out of breath. He could only wave his hands repeatedly, but could not say a word.
Sima Yi was in slightly better condition than him, but he was still gasping for air and couldn't say a complete sentence: "No, it's not an order..."
Guo Zhao looked at the two of them helplessly, turned around, picked up the kettle next to him, and poured a bowl of water for each of them: "You guys drink water first, don't be anxious, if you have anything to do, please speak slowly."
Brother Sima took the water bowl and drank heavily, and then slowly calmed down.
Sima Lang said anxiously to Guo Zhao: "A Zhao, listen to me, leave quickly and find a place to hide."
Guo Zhao looked at Sima Lang in confusion and asked, "Brother, what happened? Why are you hiding?"
"Cao Pi begged Sikong to send someone to propose marriage at home, forcing my father to agree. My father asked us to report to you on the pretext that he wanted to listen to your opinion. You listen to me and hide now. If anything happens, wait until the son Let's talk after Mr. Wen comes back." Sima Lang urged Guo Zhao anxiously.
Guo Zhao looked shocked: "Cao Pi really asked someone to propose marriage?"
What Cao Zhang said when she finally broke up with him flashed before her eyes, and she admired Cao Zhang even more in her heart.
Sima Lang didn't know what Guo Zhao was thinking, and thought she was scared out of her wits. He urged anxiously: "Why are you so dazed? Listen to me and leave quickly. It's too late!"
But at this moment, Sima Yi spoke: "No, brother, A Zhao can't leave!"
"Why can't you leave? Are you going to watch her be forcibly married off by Master Cao Pi? Then how can we explain to Master Ziwen?" Sima Lang shouted anxiously.
"But if A Zhao leaves like this, it will be tantamount to openly confronting Sikong. Cao Pi will definitely stir up trouble in front of Sikong. Now that Mr. Ziwen is gone, no one will protect us, and the Sima family will be doomed.
"A Zhao is gone, and papermaking is without her. If something goes wrong and causes big losses, you can't explain it to Mr. Ziwen and Sikong! What's more, A Zhao is running away from marriage and hiding, which has left a bad impression on Sikong. In the future, How can she marry Master Ziwen?" Sima Yi explained to Sima Lang and Guo Zhao.
"If you don't hide, what else can you do? Are you going to watch her agree to Cao Pi's proposal of marriage? Or are you going to reject them face to face?" Sima Lang said eagerly.
Sima Yi calmly stated his solution: "No need to run, no need to refuse. Pretend to be sick!"
"Pretending to be sick?!" Sima Lang obviously didn't understand what Sima Yi meant.
"We just want to make A Zhao suffer some physical pain, find a high place to jump down and break her leg. Then we can go back and reply to Cao Ren who proposed marriage, saying that A Zhao has a broken leg! The Cao family will not accept Cao Pi marrying a If the disabled woman goes back, we can get away with it." Sima Yi said his plan with a solemn expression.
"Broken her leg? What will A Zhao do next? How will she be with Mr. Ziwen in the future?!" Sima Lang shook his head vigorously.
Sima Yi gritted his teeth and responded with a bit of ferocity: "What we have to do now is to get through the difficulties in front of us first! The leg is broken, we can treat it slowly, but if we don't get over it now, we will have no chance at all. !”
Sima Lang saw Sima Yi's "ferocious" hawk look, and shuddered a little, subconsciously taking a step back.
He knew in his heart that although Sima Yi's tactics were cruel, they were indeed the most effective method at hand.
Sima Lang nodded helplessly: "Okay, that's all we can do now."
Sima Yi turned to look at Guo Zhao beside him and said hello: "A Zhao, don't blame the second brother for being cruel. This is the only way to save you now..."
Sima Yi stopped mid-sentence because he saw Guo Zhao holding a small medicine bottle and smearing ointment on his face, neck and arms. Large areas of blood bruising and plaques were evident where the ointment had been applied. .
"A Zhao, what are you..." Sima Yi looked at Guo Zhao in surprise, because she looked more and more terrifying, like a patient infected with the plague.
Sima Lang also opened his eyes in horror, because Guo Zhao's changes were so terrifying.
Guo Zhao raised his arm and was shocked when he saw the blood stasis and plaques where he had applied the ointment. Then she suddenly understood, smiled and said to the two of them: "Brothers, don't be afraid, this is the effect of the ointment that Mr. Ziwen had foresighted and left for me."
"He thought it was time for him to leave a long time ago. Cao Pi might arrange for someone to propose marriage, so he made preparations in advance and asked me to use this ointment to pretend to be sick and get through!" Guo Zhao explained to the two of them in a low voice.
Sima Yi observed Guo Zhao carefully and praised repeatedly: "So that's it. Master Ziwen is really smart. He even predicted all this in advance and gave you such a magic medicine. So do you feel any discomfort now?"
"Don't worry, I don't feel anything." Guo Zhao responded to Sima Yi.
Sima Lang looked Guo Zhao up and down and praised him repeatedly: "This Master Wen is really a genius. He can actually create this kind of ointment. In this way, A Zhao can get away with it without breaking his leg or getting hurt."
"Yes, A Zhao, you quickly cover your face with a cloth, go to your place to lie down and pretend to be sick, and leave the rest to me and eldest brother!" Sima Yi already had an idea and hurriedly urged Guo According to.
Guo Zhao nodded, followed Sima Yi's instructions, picked up a silk scarf to cover his face, and left quickly.
Sima Yi and Sima Lang quickly ran towards the outside of the paper mill...
