"What? You want me to study with the prime minister's son?" Song Xin was very surprised when he heard the news. He thought he would be sent to the front line to fight.
"The news is indeed true. My good friend Sima Zhongda was nearby handling official documents at the time, and it was he who secretly told me the news." Wei Tong said in Song Xin's ear.
"The Prime Minister's order has not yet arrived. I'm afraid I won't order you to follow me until I return to the north." Wei Tong continued.
"I wonder which young master it is?" Song Xin was a little confused. He didn't expect Cao Cao to want him to be a nanny.
"It's Young Master Chong. The Prime Minister always loves Young Master Chong more than other young masters, and he also intends to train him. You can just calm down and study hard and practice martial arts. The battlefield is a dangerous place after all. You are still young, so it's better to stay away from the dangers of weapons. . And if you go to Xudu, those practitioners will not go there to cause trouble for you." Wei Tong said.
"Master Chong...Cao Chong? Shouldn't he be dead?" Song Xin suddenly realized a problem. According to the history he knew, Cao Chong should have died in the year of the Battle of Chibi, but why is he still alive now? Could it be that history has gone awry, or has it changed because of yourself?
Wei Tong didn't know what Song Xin was thinking, so he just said sincerely: "The dangers in the palace are no less than on the battlefield. You must be careful what you say when the time comes. This is also another kind of experience." After speaking, he patted Song Xin. Shoulder said.
"Yes, brother, I remember it."
Ten days later.
"The Prime Minister has an order, ordering Wei Tong to lead two thousand soldiers to flank Li Tong of Runan Army and attack Jiangling." The herald came in and handed Wei Tong a general order.
"Is the Prime Minister already leaving for Qiao?" Song Xin asked.
"Yes, Zhang Xi's reinforcements to Hefei have also set off. Several other armies have also begun to mobilize. It seems that not only is it necessary to break up the siege of Feizhi, but also to encircle Guan Yu again and open up food routes for Jiangling."
"I'm afraid the Prime Minister's order for you will arrive soon. You'd better wait here." Wei Tong said after receiving the order.
Sure enough, a messenger came in from outside and wanted to deliver the order to Song Xin alone. No one else was allowed here.
"The Prime Minister's order: Song Xin was promoted to the rank of Captain of the Dian School Department. This is the token and sword. Because this position is special, there is no seal or ribbon."
Song Xin took it respectfully, and the herald said: "With this token and sword, you can mobilize the school affairs at will without having to report."
"Song Xin understands."
"Lord Song, please leave immediately and follow the Prime Minister's army back north. The horses outside have been prepared." the herald said.
Song Xin didn't expect to say goodbye to Wei Tong so soon.
"Brother, you and I are just separated for a while. Don't worry, I will be fine. Just study with Mr. Chong."
"Well, brother, I don't have anything left for you. I will leave these life-saving 'Diamond Talisman' for you. If you are in danger, just slap it on your body. It will make you invulnerable to bullets within half a quarter of an hour." Song Xin wiped it. With tears in his eyes, he gave Wei Tong the remaining dozen or so diamond talismans.
"Okay, dear brother, just go ahead with peace of mind."
Song Xin said goodbye to Wei Tong and set off with the messenger. A few miles out of the city, they encountered Cao Cao's troops returning from the north.
"Prime Minister, Song Xin has arrived." The herald reported outside Cao Cao's car.
"Okay, Song Xin, come in."
Song Xin dismounted, took off his shoes, picked up his sword, and then entered the carriage. Cao Cao's car was very spacious, and there were many books and bamboo slips inside. He was leaning on a cushion, flipping through a brief book in his hand. There were some grapes on the plate in front of him, and Cao Cao would take one and put it in his mouth from time to time.
Cao Pi next to him was helping him sort out the books and documents that had been scattered after reading.
"Dian School Office, Song Xin, the captain of Dian School, pays homage to the Prime Minister." Song Xin entered the car and knelt down to bow to Cao Cao, and then bowed to Cao Pi beside him. Cao Cao didn't say anything, but Cao Pi immediately returned the greeting, appearing very respectful and completely without the arrogance of a high-ranking young man. This made Song Xin have a very good impression of him, and he felt very different from Cao Pi in those romance stories.
"Well, Song Xin. Come on, do you know what this is?" Cao Cao pointed at the grapes and said.
"Song Xin is ignorant and doesn't know what this is. Please tell me, Prime Minister." Song Xin knew that these were grapes, but at this time they were still rare and ordinary people had no chance to see them.
"These are grapes grown from grape seeds brought back from the Western Regions. They were picked when ripe and hidden in the ice cellar. They have just been taken out. Take one and taste it." Cao Cao said.
"yes."
Song Xin carefully took one from it and put it in his mouth. When he bit it with his teeth, the fragrance of the grapes filled his mouth with the cold juice.
"It's really delicious..." Song Xin's five senses were very sensitive at this time, which undoubtedly amplified the fresh and sweet taste of the grapes.
"Grapes, they are so delicious..." Song Xin said after swallowing the grapes. Grapes were just ordinary fruits in his time, but they are rare treasures in this era. I haven't tasted this long-lost taste for a long time. Perhaps this is the only connection between two worlds separated by thousands of years...
"Do you still want to eat one?" Cao Cao asked.
Song Xin just wanted to eat more, but her scalp suddenly tightened and she felt something was wrong. She immediately retracted her outstretched hand, lowered her head and replied: "...Song Xin, just take one."
"Well, you really only need one?" Cao Cao turned around to face Song Xin at this time, put the book aside, put his hands on his knees, leaned forward, very close to Song Xin, and his face almost touched his Head. Cao Pi didn't understand what his father meant. His hand holding the brush froze and he looked at his father and Song Xin.
"Yes, just one." Song Xin confirmed, this was another test question.
Cao Cao suddenly smiled and leaned back slowly. Cao Pi came to his senses and quickly put the cushion behind him. "Okay, just eat a grape."
Cao Cao said: "This time, I ordered several armies to attack and besiege Guan Yu, using the short-term strategy you mentioned ten days ago."
"Those are all Song Xin's random nonsense. Song Xin has no plans and his words are childish. How can he compare with the Prime Minister's divine calculation." Song Xin lowered his head and said.
"Whether it is nonsense or not, you will know after you try it. Even if it is wrong, it still makes some sense." Cao Cao said.
"I called you here today just to let you meet someone." After speaking, Cao Cao said to Cao Pi next to him: "Go and ask him to come in." Cao Pi got out of the car as ordered. After a while, he brought a man, a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked very gentle.
"Father, Zhou Wenzhi is here." Cao Pi said.
"Well, you can wait in this corner. I have something to say with these two people." He ordered Cao Pi.
"Zhou Wenzhi meets the Prime Minister." This young man is Zhou Wenzhi, with a Jingxiang accent. When he came in and saw Song Xin, he didn't react much. He greeted Cao Cao directly, as if ignoring him. Cao Cao frowned slightly when he saw it, but he immediately calmed down.
"I summoned you today to let you get to know someone. He is Song Xin. From now on, he will assist my son Cao Chong with you." Cao Cao pointed at Song Xin and said. At this time, it seemed that Zhou Wenzhi saw Song Xin who was kneeling beside him, and he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Song, please be polite to Zhou Wenzhi in Jingzhou."
"Brother Zhou, Song Xin is polite." Song Xin also bowed her hand to him.
Cao Cao also pointed to the grapes on the plate and said, "You should have a taste too."
"Yes." Zhou Wenzhi also picked up a grape and ate it and said, "This grape is really sweet and fragrant, the juice is like nectar, the shape is like a pearl, and the color is like emerald. It is very delicious."
"Haha, Wenzhi, do you still want to eat? You can eat again." Cao Cao pointed at the grapes and said.
"Thank you, Prime Minister." Zhou Wenzhi rolled up his big sleeve with one hand, pinched another grape with the other hand and ate it. He glanced at Song Xin who was kneeling next to him with a slightly proud look. He said: "Prime Minister, I am afraid that these grapes are cultivated in the Central Plains with grape seeds from the Western Regions. The sweetness is moderate, if it is too sweet, it will be too sweet, and if it is too little, it will be weak. It is really a top quality."
Cao Cao just looked at him with a smile and said: "Grape seeds were specially introduced from the Western Regions and successfully cultivated in Yecheng. However, the temperature and climate of the Western Regions and the Central Plains are different, and the taste is also very different."
"It turns out that the grapes from the Western Regions are mostly sweet in taste and have a strong fragrance, so people from the Western Regions are more unrestrained. However, they are not as elegant as the grapes from the Central Plains, so I, the Chinese literati, like to be quiet and indifferent. It seems that the difference in water and soil can not only grow different grapes , and it can also make a big difference in people’s personalities.” Zhou Wenzhi said.
"Hahaha, it turns out that Wen Zhi is also an expert. He can compare the taste of grapes to people from the Western Regions and the Central Plains."
"The Prime Minister is overly complimentary. Wen Zhi also tasted grapes from the Western Regions when he was at home, so he knows a little bit about them."
Song Xin thought to himself: "This guy is really good at Versailles."
The two chatted a bit about grapes. Then Cao Cao said: "The two of you also met today. From now on, my son Cao Chong will ask you to accompany him when he studies. He is straightforward and talented in writing, and Song Xin is smart and decisive. From now on, you should ask each other for advice more often."
"Yes, Song Xin understands." Song Xin said.
"Well, Wen Zhi, you go down first. I still have a few words to say to Song Xin."
After Zhou Wenzhi left, Cao Cao asked Cao Pi to come in. At the same time, he put away his smile and said to Song Xin, "What do you think of this person?"
"Brother Zhou has outstanding literary talent. He can taste the truth of cultivating people with soil and water from grapes. Song Xin is ashamed of himself. Song Xin just ate the grapes and couldn't think of anything else. He just... just thought they were delicious."
Cao Cao could tell at a glance that Song Xin didn't mean what he said, but he just smiled and said: "Song Xin, although you are younger than him, your temperament is far stronger than him. Keep in mind your status as the captain of the Dianxiao, and at the same time, you are also the protector of the young master. Yes. You can take these grapes and eat them. Okay, go down."
After Cao Cao finished speaking with a meaningful smile, he reached out and patted Song Xin on the shoulder, picked up the plate and handed it to him. There was still half a bunch of grapes in the plate. Song Xin did not dare to disobey the order, held the plate respectfully with both hands, and exited the car.
After Song Xin got out of the car, he felt much more relaxed all over. Although Cao Cao was a mortal, the pressure he exerted on Song Xin's spirit was no less than meeting a profound practitioner.
"It's really a big risk. Fortunately, Brother Wei reminded me to be careful when I speak." Song Xin looked at the plate in his hand, and the delicious grapes were shining brightly in the sun.
After Song Xin left, Cao Cao raised his hand and waved at Cao Pi. Cao Pi came close immediately.
"Zihuan, tell me, how are these two people?" Cao Cao looked at Cao Pi and asked.
"Father, my son feels that both of them have merits. Song Xingui is honest and simple, while Zhou Wenzhi is quick-thinking. The two of them follow Chong brother... and they complement each other." Cao Pi was suddenly asked this question, and he was a little confused. He replied against his will.
Cao Cao was obviously not very satisfied with this answer. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Zihuan, what are you talking about?"
Cao Pi knelt down and said, "Father, what was in my son's heart just now happened. The son dare not hide it from his father."
"Zihuan is a kind and honest man." Cao Cao seemed satisfied and gently touched the back of Cao Pi's head. Cao Pi was so moved that he shed tears. His father had not shown such kindness to him for a long time, but a sense of crisis gradually developed in his heart.
Not long after Song Xin came out, she heard Xiaoyu's voice, "Song Xin, are you holding grapes?"
"Well, yes, the Prime Minister gave it to me just now." Song Xin said.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious, but it was extremely dangerous just now. He asked me if I wanted another one, but the look and tone in his eyes seemed to be asking me if I was only loyal to the young master."
"This old man is really weird. Why don't you just say it if you have something to say? Throw in a few and let me see." Xiaoyu was also very curious. Song Xin quietly threw the grapes into the space in the bottle. Xiaoyu could now use her soul body to grab objects. She picked up a grape and said, "This is so beautiful, like a gem. There are seeds inside."
"Xiaoyu, I wonder if this kind of grape can be grown in the bottle?" Song Xin suddenly thought.
"After you finish eating, throw the seeds in and I'll try it inside. The sunshine here is good, and there won't be any darkness. The water source is clean and the spiritual energy is rich. Maybe we can grow some interesting spiritual fruits."
"Well, it's a pity that you can't eat these grapes, Xiaoyu." Song Xin said and put the grapes into his mouth to eat. Compared with just now, this grape tastes better. I was too nervous just now. After Song Xin finished eating the grapes, she gathered up the grape seeds and gave them to Xiaoyu. In addition to practicing, she just wandered around. She had already visited the world in the bottle many times and was getting bored. Planting grapes would give her something to do.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing what kind of fruits can be grown here." Song Xin thought as he mounted his horse and followed the large group of people as they slowly headed north.
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I wish all readers and friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! !
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