Falling in love at first sight.
The beauty outside the door is looked upon by the king inside.
Whispering life, suddenly weeping and sighing, clear tears blowing away the confusion in the heart.
You are willing to take pity on each other and relieve the suffering.
He gently untied his shirt and called out in a sweet voice.
He boasts of his rough and arrogant methods, and the smoke and rain disappears in an instant.
Dear readers, in ancient times, Cao Zijian wrote a seven-step poem, which was a good talk. Nowadays, there is a child Privy Council who is not inferior to the ancients. He listens to the corner, improvises lyrics, and writes "Butterfly Loves Flowers". It is about the first meeting between Fan Mei and the official Zhao Ji. scene.
But when they first met, the beauty had a flower-like appearance, which instantly illuminated the official's heart. The official was immediately excited and wanted to have a good time, but the beauty was determined to catch him, shaking his head and saying: "The quality of a willow tree. Even though I want to serve you like a ruined flower, I can't bear the kindness."
He recounted how he had been regarded as a cash cow by his father since he was a child, and how he was bullied by Tian Hu. When he talked about the sad part, he burst into tears: "Your Majesty, if it weren't for that short general Wu Jiedu who was so ashamed of himself, I would have sacrificed my slave to Your Majesty. , it is better to die of humiliation than to fall into the hands of the rebel army in the color of a slave."
In Zhao Ji's life, how could he know about the sufferings of people's livelihood? He just felt that he had never seen such a beautiful girl, nor had he ever seen such a pitiful person. Now these two have never been seen together in one person. The heart of an artist could not help but beat loudly, and he told his master with all his strength: Xiaoji, you are in love!
When Zhao Ji is in love, his first thought is to be grateful: grateful for that so-called low morale! If it weren't for him, this woman would have fallen into the hands of those rude people. Just thinking about that experience made him feel doubly irritated.
So Zhao Ji swore as a man on the spot, saying don't worry, your suffering is over, you will be my woman from now on, don't worry, I will never dislike you, and I will never let you suffer any further grievances!
Fan Meiren suddenly showed an excited expression of "disbelief and tears of gratitude". That kind of admiration and love "from the heart", how could Zhao Ji hold back? He started immediately and untied Luo's shirt in two or two strokes. He suddenly stopped and warned Fan Meiren full of pity: "I'm very big and very fierce. Please bear with me."
After saying that, he used all his skills. Fan Meiren is also a natural beauty. Although she didn't feel anything, she immediately twisted her face into a gesture of pain and shouted: "Oh, it's so big, it hurts me."
Just after shouting these eight words, the officials were gasping for air, the rain dispersed and the clouds closed. Fan Meiren was shocked, and immediately relaxed her body, assuming a limp posture of being overwhelmed, with a blank look on her face, and murmured: "Oh, Is the slave family dead?"
"Don't be afraid of beauties, this is what makes you want to die!" After Zhao Ji said this, he raised his head and laughed, his smile full of confidence and pride.
Outside the house, Tong Shumi looked at the incense in his hand and burned only half of the incense stick. He curled his lips with a trace of disdain, then stepped on the incense, with a smile on his face, and softly called: "Guan family, Guan family, Do you want water?"
The official responded lazily: "Hmm."
Tong Guan waved his hand, and several beautiful maids filed in, holding gold basins, silver bowls, and warm water.
While the official was waiting on others, he looked at Fan Meiren and said affectionately: "I want to take Fan back to the palace."
Tong Guan and Fan Meiren were both shocked. Tong Guan said quickly: "Your Majesty, Fan Meiren has no foundation and has entered the harem rashly. For fear of being jealous, it is better to stay and serve in the old slave's house for the past year. After half a year, everyone has forgotten about Tian Hu, and it won’t be too late to change her name and send her to the palace.”
The official frowned, thought for a moment, and sighed: "You are also mature and prudent. That's it. Let's keep this matter indifferent, recruit Wu Zhi to come to Beijing, and let Fan recognize him as his brother. From then on, He will dedicate his sister to me, and then I will make him the prefect of Qingzhou, which will also be regarded as repaying this man's kindness for my beauty."
Fan Meiren was not a pure and virtuous woman to begin with. In Tian Hu's harem, she had seen too many tragedies of intrigues and mutual crushing, let alone this serious palace? She was presented to the emperor by Cao Cao and Tong Guan, and she was an ally by nature. Hearing this, she immediately took Zhao Ji's slender hand, her eyes filled with gratitude, and she said sweetly: "The Holy One is so considerate of the slave, and the slave will never be able to repay you in this life. How can this be a good thing?"
When Zhao Ji saw her charming appearance, his breathing suddenly became rapid. He hugged her and said, "I'm about to ask you to repay me in full - just wait and get off!"
Tong Guan waved his hand and led the servants to file out with their heads lowered. Fan Meiren could only be heard giggling. After only seven or eight laughs, she suddenly shouted: "The slave family is dead."
Tong Guan secretly exclaimed, this beauty is truly extraordinary and deserves all the favor you receive! With a wave of his hand, he led everyone who had not yet gone out to come back to scrub the emperor.
Not to mention that this official family used Tong Guan Mansion as a separate courtyard from then on, and went there every three days. Cai Jing and other traitorous ministers were so anxious that their hair fell out. They just said that Cao Cao left Tong Guan Mansion and asked Lu Junyi and Bian Xiang to return to the camp first and take them with him. The second younger brother Wu Song and Shi Qian went straight to Blacksmith Alley.
After seeing each other for more than a year, the situation in the blacksmith alley remains intact. In the shops on both sides, the blacksmiths ignore the growing cold autumn wind and just dance with their bare backs, using sledgehammers and small hammers over a blazing fire.
Cao Cao and the other three walked straight to the Jianqi Chongxiao Hall. They recognized the shopkeeper and said happily, "Has the guest from Yanggu come to buy swords again?" Cao Cao smiled and said, "This time, we made a special trip to visit Mr. Xiahou."
The waiter led him to the backyard and saw a few pots of yellow flowers rustling in the wind, a red maple that looked like fire and clouds, and a young man holding a big knife, his face flushed as he danced.
Cao Cao smiled and said: "It's wonderful, but with a little embellishment, you can see that the autumn atmosphere is strong. Mr. Xiahou really has a wonderful talent."
The young man turned around and looked overjoyed: "Oh, Brother Wu, Brother Shi Qian, have you returned victorious?"
This young man was naturally Wang Zuo. When Cao Cao called him, Shi Qian went to help him. Shi Qian booked a room for him in the inn and left a lot of money. Therefore, he had no worries about his livelihood and came to Xiahou Hu every day to learn literature and practice martial arts.
Cao Cao touched his head and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and my sword skills have become much more proficient. It shows that I have put in a lot of effort. Where is Mr. Xia Hou?"
Wang Zuo smiled and said: "Master is studying in the study, I will call him."
It turned out that Xia Houhu heard that Wang Zuo had made friends with Wu Mengde, who had obtained his family's sword. He was so lucky that he officially accepted Wang Zuo as his disciple.
Wang Zuo ran out two steps, Xia Houhu heard the movement and came out of the study. When he saw Cao Cao, he bowed from afar and said with a smile: "An old friend comes back to express my condolences to Qiu Si. How are you two martial brothers?"
Cao Cao and Wu Song returned the gift. Cao Cao smiled and said: "Since we said goodbye last year, Wu has been busy with many things. This year, by chance, he joined the army with Tong Guan and conquered Wang Qing and Tian Hu successively. By luck, he succeeded and was granted a title. I have the official position of Jiedu Envoy. I visited Sir today and will return to Qingzhou to take up his post."
After hearing the congratulations, Xia Houhu invited the three of them to sit down in the flower hall. Cao Cao winked, and Shi Qian smiled and said, "You go and talk, while little brother Wang Zuo and I play outside."
When the servants poured tea, Xia Houhu coughed twice, looked at Cao Cao and said: "They say that a scholar can know the affairs of the world if he doesn't go out. This is actually a big fallacy. Brother Wu's travels all over the country are really eye-opening. Little brother, on the contrary I want to ask, after Wang Qing and Tian Hu rebelled, how are the livelihoods of the people under their command compared to the past?"
Cao Cao sighed: "Extremely extortionate levies and excessive military force, what else can we do?"
Xia Houhu's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, they are all the same raccoon dog. It would be better to destroy him."
Cao Cao smiled and said: "So, if the rebels can love and protect the people, you will speak for them?"
Xia Houhu smiled frankly: "Brother is the master of Heavenly Sword, so I don't want to hide it. Now that I think about it, in this world, people are not born with the surname Zhao. The Zhao family can take the inheritance from the Chai family, why can't others? His? Only by making people's livelihood worry-free is the true God of this world."
As he spoke, he was suddenly startled and looked at Cao Cao's waist: "Hey, Brother Wu, why don't you bring your Yitian Sword? Could it be that it was not damaged on the battlefield?"
Cao Cao waved his hand, pointed at Wu Song and said: "My second brother has accepted a disciple, named Qiong Ying..." Then he told Qiong Ying's life experience and deeds, and then said: "Since she is my second brother's first disciple, I also like her heroic spirit, so I gave her the sword as a gift."
Xia Houhu was greatly surprised when he heard this, and sighed: "If anyone in the world gets a sword like that, they will definitely treasure it and love it deeply. What's more, it is even more rare that the sword will recognize you as its master. Unexpectedly, it is willing to give it away."
Cao Cao smiled and said: "My dear brother, it's not that the sword recognizes me as its master, but that I am its master."
Xia Houhu was stunned after hearing this, not knowing where to start. Cao Cao didn't say much. He stood up, looked around, picked up the clothes hanger in the corner of the room, used it as a long knife, and said with a smile: "Brother, look carefully! "After that, he practiced Xia Houyuan's sword skills from beginning to end, one sword at a time.
Xia Houhu was stunned. This was his family's sword technique. How could he not recognize it?
Moreover, if Cao Cao learned it after watching Wang Zuo practice swordsmanship, the swordsmanship that Cao Cao performed just now was only 80% similar to the one he passed on to Wang Zuo, and the other 20% were completely different. However, in Xiahouhu's view, Cao Cao was The performance should be the original appearance of this sword technique.
Cao Cao gently put down the clothes hanger and sighed: "Things have changed over the past thousand years. It is not easy for your swordsmanship to be passed down for most of it."
Xia Houhu said blankly: "Actually, that's not the case. It's just that my father passed away early and gave birth to only one younger brother. He was born weak and sickly since he was a child. He couldn't practice martial arts, so he never learned this sword skill. So I passed it on to Wang Zuo, firstly because he was smart and self-reliant, and secondly because I was afraid that he would die young and lose his secret knowledge... Hey! Could it be that Brother Wu actually recognized my father?"
Apart from this reason, he couldn't think of any other reason why Cao Cao actually knew the ancestral sword technique better than he did.
Cao Cao shook his head and smiled: "I don't recognize your lord, but if you say your ancestor Xia Hou is a talented person, I am very familiar with him."
Xia Houhu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then a trace of anger emerged on his face, and he said angrily: "Brother Wu, although I respect you, I can't let you make fun of your ancestors."
Seeing that he was angry, Wu Song said: "Brothers Xiahou, please don't be angry. Are we such frivolous people? Why do you think we are the only ones here to see you? I just want to tell you a strange thing. My brother Wu Zhi is the reincarnation of Cao Mengde in the past. He is the same as Lingzu and is a brother. Otherwise, why do you think Yitian Sword screams when he meets him?"
After Xia Houhu heard this, he felt it was incredible. However, looking at Cao Cao and Wu Song, they were both majestic and heroic men, and they didn't look like they were lying.
Cao Cao said: "These things are so vague and insignificant that I would not believe them if I had not experienced them myself. But two or three years ago, I was persecuted by others and saw that my life was in danger. Suddenly I remembered everything about my previous life one by one. It felt like After living a good life, my life is about to end. Who would have thought that when I open my eyes, I will already have this body. If I ask more carefully, haha, it will be a thousand years if I close my eyes and open them again."
Xia Houhu was stunned when he heard this. He suddenly remembered that he had first met him last year and learned that he was a descendant of Xia Houyuan. Cao Cao immediately asked, "There are many descendants of Yuan. Which branch are you after?" He said that he was a descendant of Xia Houhui, and Cao Cao said casually. "Xia Houhui is a rare but talented person with extraordinary writing skills. It turns out that this sword fell into your house."
At that time, I felt that his speech was a bit strange. Now that I think about it, isn't that the tone of Cao Cao himself?
Seeing that he was in a daze, Cao Cao smiled slightly, sat down, and slowly told the whole story of his relationship with Xia Houyuan, as well as Xia Houyuan's character, temperament, life events, and family circumstances. Many of these things have not been heard in the annals of history, even among the Xiahou family. It’s not mentioned, but when you listen to it, it makes sense, and it’s obvious that it can’t be made up.
After hearing the end, Xia Houhu was finally convinced. He sighed, stood up and prostrated on the ground: "It is indeed Emperor Wu of Wei in person. I, the villain, Xia Houhu, pay my respects to His Majesty."
Cao Cao sighed: "I have never been emperor, how can I become Emperor Wu of Wei? Besides, the past life is the past life, and this life is this life. Although all the past lives are still in the present, after all, things have changed and people have changed. Don't think that I am some kind of ancestor. I am just Wu Zhi of Yanggu County. Since you called me brother before, we will treat each other as brothers in this life."
After saying that, he pulled Xia Houhu up. Seeing that he was at a loss, he smiled and changed the topic: "Since you know my past life, you know that the Yitian Sword is a treasure to others, but to me, it is just a sword. That’s all. My two swords are Qingzhi Yitian. I have the Yitian Sword myself. Qingzhi ordered his younger brother Xiahou En to carry it on his behalf. They were captured by Zhao Yun in the battle at Changbanpo, and I have no intention of finding them back."
After all, Xia Houhu was smart, and he had a vague understanding when he heard the words: "When the sword comes, it is fate. When the sword is lost, it is fate. When it is recovered, it is the front fate. Giving it to others is also a gift."
Appreciation flashed in Cao Cao's eyes: "This is exactly the reason. But there is another reason... Haha, I once accidentally killed Lu Boxe with this sword."
He sighed: "Haha, 'I would rather betray others than others betray me', I am not as good as Liu Bei. I just did it in the previous life. Since you are lucky enough to live a new life, are you willing to make the same mistakes again?"
Wu Song and Xia Houhu looked at each other with shock.
In particular, Wu Song had received Zongze's teachings these days, and his horizons had reached a new level. Now that he saw Cao Cao actually regretting his purpose in his previous life, he couldn't help but think: "The traitor has changed his name to traitor, what is left?"
Cao Cao didn't want to talk about this topic in depth, so he just said it. Then he looked at Xia Houhu and said: "Besides, you were happy when you saw me getting the sword that day. In fact, what I was happy about was not getting the sword back, but being happy to see my old friend again! Then!" After I left, my second brother once asked me, since we are old friends, why not take him under my command? I said that the career in our hearts is not trivial, and this guy is weak, so why let him take risks? It is not too late to look at his wishes after we have a foundation."
After saying this, his voice rose: "Now I am the military envoy of Qingzhou, and my brothers are distributed in all states. The foundation of Shandong has been established. My dear brother, would you like to join me?"
When Xia Houhu heard this, he felt a burst of electricity pass through his body. He couldn't help but straighten his spine. His frail body trembled slightly, his eyes were filled with light, and he said slowly: "I haven't heard of your ambitions yet, so I don't know what kind of career you want to do."
Cao Cao's eyes also shone with light, and he said solemnly: "I am tired of this dynasty's extravagance and cowardice, so I want to restart the Han family!"
Xia Houhu's figure was greatly shaken, and he clasped his fists and prostrated: "In that case, I am willing to follow my brother, why would my life and brains be ruined?"
There is a branch of religion: in the blacksmithing alley, we renew our friendship, and the old friend comes to worship Meng De in front of him. A hero is determined to start a new career, and his long sword cuts the old strings silently.
My friend came to see me for something, so I won’t see you today. .
(End of chapter)
