When they heard Song Xin asked for paper and pen, everyone looked understanding, "Yeah, won't you know just by looking at the handwriting?"
Lu Junqin didn't seem worried, and still had a confident look on his face. He was so smart, how could he not have thought of this. "Hehe, is this all you have?" He sneered in his heart.
Waiting for the pen and paper to come up, Song Xin took a pen, dipped it in ink, handed it to Cheng Wu who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "General Cheng, can you write?"
"Writing?" Cheng Wu also thought that Song Xin wanted him to write a few words and compare the handwriting. But at this time, Song Xin walked up to Chen Jiao, bowed first, and then said: "Mr. Ji Bi, can you read this letter to General Cheng?"
"Reading?" Chen Jiao narrowed his eyes and stared at Cheng Wu. He seemed to have guessed it roughly, and said with a smile: "Of course it is possible."
Song Xin turned to Cheng Wu and said, "General, how about you write down whatever Mr. Ji Bi reads later?"
"Write...write it down?" Cheng Wu held the pen, puzzled.
Cao Ren understood a little at this time, "Come, get a table for Cheng Wu."
Then Chen Jiao took the letter and began to read it. He read it very slowly.
"Cheng Wu, the Jiangling general, sent a letter of surrender to the governor of Zhou Dynasty. He has served Cao Cao for many years, but he did not expect Cao Cao to act unethically, control the government, bring trouble to the government, and abandon it to heaven. Although Wu followed Cao when he was young, he still despised it. He committed evil deeds and slaughtered the people, which is not tolerated by heaven. Now he has brought together a ragtag army and carried out false calls to go to war and harass the living beings. Even if he wins by chance, he will not be able to escape a humiliating defeat."
"Lord Changshi, stop reading!" At this time, some people could no longer listen. Cheng Wu stared angrily at the writing on the ground and began to regret why he knelt down to plead for him just now. I can't wait to draw my sword and kill Cheng Wu, a villain who sells goods for glory.
Cheng Wu on the ground was also shivering, and his back was soaked with sweat. Sweat and tears dripped on the paper, soaking several words. It felt like a public execution. He had never been so scared when he went to the battlefield to kill people, or when he faced the enemy in huge numbers. But now, this letter of surrender made him almost incontinent.
Song Xin stepped forward and said softly: "General Cheng, don't panic, just keep writing."
"I...I can't write anymore...General, please kill me." Cheng Wu burst into tears.
Song Xin glanced at Lu Junqin from the corner of his eye and saw that his face was slightly pale. It seems that this person has probably guessed his intention.
Chen Jiao asked Cao Ren, "General, do you still want to study?"
Cao Ren smiled and said: "Sir, continue. Cheng Wu, please write carefully and don't miss a word! If you miss one word, I will give you ten army sticks."
Cheng Wu felt exhausted like never before. It was as if he had rushed through the enemy formation more than a dozen times without feeling this tired.
At this time, Chen Jiao continued to read: "Jinren and other thieves seized Jiangling and blocked the governor's troops from punishing the people. They are really just shaking the tree and ignoring their own capabilities. Wu Te revised the letter of surrender and is willing to offer Cao Ren's head to the governor. Under the account. I sincerely learn from my stupidity, tolerate my mistakes, and start the road to renewal."
After reading the letter, many generals showed surprise on their faces. It was not because Cheng Wu wanted to kill Cao Ren and take his leader as a reward. But they were surprised that Cheng Wu had such literary talent...
Song Xin walked to Cheng Wu, leaned over and asked, "General Cheng, have you finished writing?"
Cheng Wu knelt down with a bang, "General, please kill Cheng Wu..."
Song Xin brought the letter written by Cheng Wu to Cao Ren. Cao Ren took it and looked at it, holding his stomach and laughing. Then he handed the letter to Chen Jiao, who looked up and laughed as well. . Cheng Wu was left with a confused look on his face, and Lu Junqin was unwilling to do so.
Chen Jiao asked Cheng Wudao: "General Cheng, do you know the meaning of 'Knowing those who are stupid and showing mercy to mend their ways'?"
Cheng Wu looked confused and shook his head.
Everyone looked at it in confusion. Cao Ren said with tears in his eyes: "I say Cheng Wu, you should read more and write more in the future. Look at what you wrote in this letter..."
After everyone read it, they burst into laughter. The letter written by Cheng Wu was not only full of typos, but also had many empty spaces for those who couldn't write...
Niu Jin took the letter, patted Cheng Wu on the back, and knocked loudly, "Old Niu was surprised how you could write such elegant words. It turns out you didn't write it at all."
Cheng Wu was still struggling with the matter of being punished by military law for not being able to write. He kept his head down and did not dare to speak. Cao Ren said: "Okay, Cheng Wu, I will spare you the guilt."
At this time, Lu Jun, who was kneeling beside him, had a deathly expression on his face. He never thought that Cheng Wu, a man who didn't read much, could write such a letter. He figured out the handwriting was right, so he carefully imitated the report written by Cheng Wu, but he didn't expect the information Song Xin had just captured so keenly.
He started fighting with Cao Ren when he was fourteen or five years old. As long as he had time to read and write, it would be good if he could write a battle report. Cheng Wu had never heard of the phrase "examine stupidity and tolerate correction", let alone write about it.
Song Xin pointed at these bamboo tubes and said: "General, you see that these bamboo tubes are all of the same style, and the silk and silk papers inside are all about the same size. I am afraid that they are all written by Mr. Lu himself, and he wants to carry out counter-intuitive schemes."
He walked up to Lu Junqin, leaned down and stared at his face and said, "Mr. Lu, your ability to imitate handwriting really impresses me."
Cao Ren took the letter, waved it in front of Lu Junqin, and said mockingly: "What is this called? A hundred secrets and a sparse? Do you still want to use a counter-intuitive trick to make me cut off my limbs before leaving?"
Lu Junqin didn't expect that Song Xin's counter-intentional plan, which he had planned for a long time, would be broken in just one dictation test. At this time, Song Xin could only thank her former class teacher on behalf of Chen Wu and others. The ancient Chinese dictation test back then was what made Song Xin miserable...
If this Cheng Wu was a good student who only loved studying and didn't like killing people, he would most likely lose his life here today. Sometimes, it’s scary to be literate...
"Left and right, take Lu Junqin to the prison. Zhao Da, please give me a good life to serve Mr. Lu. After you finish asking, hang the owl's head on the top of the city for Zhou Yu to take a good look at."
Zhao Da naturally knew what it meant, smiled understandingly, bowed, and called for someone to take Lu Jun into custody.
Cao Ren walked to the pile of bamboo tubes, took a torch, and burned the bamboo tubes.
At this time, Cheng Wu walked up to Song Xin and said with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you so much, brother Song Xin, Cheng Wu will never forget..."
"Hey, Cheng Wu, you are so stubborn, can you write four words?" Niu Jin joked from behind, and there was another round of laughter, and Cheng Wu blushed to the roots of his ears.
"Bah, I can't write it, can you guys do it?"
"Actually, I can't write it either, haha." Song Xin said immediately.
When everyone heard this, they burst into even louder laughter.
That night, Cao Ren hosted a banquet for everyone, especially Song Xin. Cao Ren even asked him to sit next to him to show his respect.
Song Xin felt an unprecedented feeling, that of blending into a collective, a group of people.
"General, I still have an agreement with Brother Wei. Cousin Song Ya has recovered now. Song Xin requests to return to Xiangyang."
When Cao Ren and others heard that he was leaving, they all showed regret. But they didn't want Song Xin to stay in Wei City.
"In this case, I won't persuade Cao to stay. I will write a letter tonight and ask my little brother to bring it to the prime minister."
At this time, Chen Jiao stood up and said, "Well, I also have a letter, and I would like to entrust Song Xin to bring it to the Prime Minister."
When Song Xin heard this, he wanted to be a courier on his return trip, but he readily agreed.
Early the next morning, Song Ya's wounds had basically healed and he was able to ride a horse.
The two went to the general's mansion to meet Cao Ren and bid him farewell.
Niu Jin was naturally very reluctant to part with him, so he originally wanted to keep the two of them under his account. But Wei Tong had no choice but to let the two of them go back as he had promised before. He prepared two fast horses and some luggage for the two of them.
"Brother Song, I, Niu Jin, will definitely have a good drink with me until the war ends in the future. You must not lie to me then."
Niu Jin held the horse for Song Xin, patted the horse's back with a smile, and handed the reins to Song Xin with his big hands, with a hint of reluctance in his words.
"Don't worry, General Niu. When our army returns home in triumph in the future, Song Xin will be waiting for you with wine." Song Xin took the reins and bowed deeply.
"You two, this is a letter from General Zixiao and me. I hope you two will bring the letter to meet the Prime Minister. I'm afraid there may be enemy troops on the way back. You two must be careful." Chen Jiao handed Song two letters. Xin two people.
"Yes, sir, please rest assured. The two of us will definitely deliver the letter." Song Ya bowed respectfully and took the letter.
Cheng Wu came over, gave a big salute to Song Xin, and said, "If it weren't for my little brother last night, Cheng Wu wouldn't be able to see the sun today. Cheng Wu has nothing to repay. Only this treasured old wine has practiced it for you..." "
"Hey, Cheng Wu, didn't you say you've finished the wine?" Niu Jin suddenly said in a loud voice. Cheng Wu didn't say anything, just glared at him and stuffed the cowhide wine bag to Song Xin.
"Don't worry, General Niu. Song Xin will definitely get some good wine for you in the future."
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Song Xin and Song Ya bowed to several people, got on their horses, and the soldiers opened the city gate and let them out.
When they left the city, the soldiers who opened the door saluted the two of them.
Niu Jin and others climbed up the tower and looked at the two people leaving with a bit of reluctance in their eyes. They didn't know when they would see each other again.
End of this volume
