The leader of poetry is Lin Mo. There is no doubt about this, and no one is unconvinced.
But after the poetry meeting ended, some smart people among the young masters of the aristocratic family finally realized the fact that they had been tricked by Lin Mo.
There was nothing he could do about it. At that time, he wrote ninety-nine poems in one breath, and he had already established himself as the best poet. Zhong Di's reputation was such that an idiom was coined on the spot: "The talent is great."
At this time, Lin Mo shouted out his cry for thief. Although he didn't react at the time, you can't say there was anything wrong with him.
Because he stood from the perspective of a Han minister and had a loyal and patriotic heart to eliminate thieves for the country. Who said that he was wrong, and it was equivalent to rebellion?
But these young men from aristocratic families did not have straw in their minds. After all, they understood the fact that they were all used by him.
Surprisingly, few people scolded Lin Mo.
Because realizing these problems did not bring anger, but made these people even more horrified by his methods.
It seemed like a poetry meeting for others to get married, but in the end, all the benefits were reaped by Lin Mo alone, which made him famous as a talented person and blocked the way for the aristocratic families to support Cao Cao.
Of course, there is another huge piece of good news that they did not see, that is, Ziyang Academy received more than 2,000 students from poor families in one day.
This is only temporary. As Lin Mo's ninety-nine poems at the poetry meeting and the article against thieves spread, I am afraid that there will be a steady stream of people who come to Ziyang Academy to worship him.
"What a genius, what a genius! Everyone in this world has become Yunwen's pawns." Chen Gong couldn't help but admire.
Such methods scared even Xu Shu, let alone Chen Gong.
However, after following Lu Bu, the Chen family in Dongjun was also disbanded. He didn't have to work for the benefit of the family like Liu Ye and Lu Su, so he didn't have the regret of fishing for the moon.
Lu Bu, who always reacted with pride when someone praised his son-in-law, just laughed twice this time without even a word of agreement.
This son-in-law was so evil. He gained both fame and fortune from a poetry meeting, and he even roasted Cao Cao on the fire. Even he knew how serious the consequences would be for Cao Cao once the denouncement against thieves spread around the world.
It is very likely that he will have to give up the attack on Xuzhou, at least in the short term, it will be able to slow down his military front. Even if he uses troops forcefully, there may be instability in the rear, and morale will definitely be low.
Therefore, when Jia Xu learned about this incident, he exclaimed: "Yunwen's campaign against thieves is comparable to an army of 100,000 people!"
So much so that Lu Bu would often be in a state of deep thought and fear. Whenever he thought of Lin Mo's terror, he would comfort himself. Fortunately, he is my son-in-law. Fortunately, he is my son-in-law, otherwise it would have been terrible.
After the poetry meeting ended, the major aristocratic families left Pengcheng one after another, and Pang Tong also left, leaving very firmly.
Although he was arrogant, he recognized Lin Mo in his heart. Especially this poetry meeting, it really opened his eyes. He felt that he needed to follow Sima Hui and the others to communicate more and learn to improve himself.
As for defecting to Lu Bu, I already have preliminary ideas, but for the benefit of the Pang family, I have to wait until he truly establishes a foothold in Xuzhou, or in other words, defeats Cao Cao before making a decision.
Risks have always coexisted with benefits. Maybe he would defect to Lu Bu after he defeated Cao Cao, and he would not be as valued as Xu Shu, but what he wanted was stability.
Not only is it guaranteed that Lu Bu will win the world, but he must at least have the strength to truly drink from the Yellow River and conquer the Central Plains before placing any bets.
Xu Shu stayed, also very determined.
However, he did not go directly to the government office, but became a disciple of Ziyang Academy like other students from poor families.
He did this not for the sake of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, but because of his careful consideration.
First, Xuzhou is not Jingzhou. He does not have Pang Tong's family background, nor does he have the aura of celebrities Mr. Shui Jing and Pang Degong. He comes from a poor family and can only climb up from the bottom.
Secondly, contrary to the first reason, Xu Shu actually knew very well that with his talent and ability, just showing his hand in front of the government office would be enough to gain attention. But now he figured out Lin Mo's general purpose.
In addition to becoming famous all over the world and building momentum against Cao Cao, there is another important reason. He wants to build Ziyang Academy as a talent base. Even if he has the title of exclusive talent among the eight talents in the world, the road is still long.
He planned to help Lin Mo in this regard, join Ziyang Academy, and then become an official. In this way, the world would think that Ziyang Academy can really cultivate talented people.
Moreover, he believed that after he carried the Ziyang Academy brand name, Lu Bu would also favor him in a biased manner.
You can't destroy your son-in-law's sign, right?
Of course, Lin Mo himself was unaware of all this. Who made Xuzhou not have Jingzhou celebrities and Yingchuan heroes?
On this day, a carriage slowly drove out of the south gate of Pengcheng, and then suddenly stopped.
Xiao Qiao, who was dressed in white and snowy in the car, looked at each other. After seeing a handsome face through the swinging curtain of the carriage, Xiao Qiao covered his mouth with a look of surprise.
"What's all the fuss about?" Da Qiao blamed her for losing the etiquette of a lady.
Xiao Qiao poked the outside with her slender finger and hinted with her lips, "He's coming."
"who?"
"Marquis Lanling."
Hearing this, Da Qiao's heart was pounding. Why did he come here to see us off, or maybe he had other purposes?
On the day of the poetry meeting, Lin Mo was indeed too dazzling, like the scorching sun. Just hearing about the scene in the past few days has made countless girls in Pengcheng feel pregnant, not to mention Da Qiao who witnessed the whole process. How could she I don't have feelings for Lin Mo.
She stayed in the post house for four full days, and today was already the fifth day, and she didn't see Lin Mo coming here to get to know each other.
She guessed that for such a talented person, his vision must be higher than that of ordinary people, and it was not impossible to look down on her.
Da Qiao, who had always been sought after by countless Jiangnan talents, was actually a little disappointed.
Therefore, Da Qiao was very puzzled when he appeared at the city gate today and blocked his carriage.
"Lin Mo please meet with the two young ladies of the Qiao family."
Hearing Lin Mo's call, the sisters, who had always been calm and calm, looked at each other and saw a trace of panic and nervousness in each other's eyes.
"Let's go down and take a look. Remember not to lose your etiquette." Faced with Da Qiao's instructions, Xiao Qiao pursed his lips and nodded obediently.
Lin Mo was still dressed in white that day. In this world, if the three of them dressed properly in the future, they would be lovers.
"Folk girls Qiao Ying and Qiao Wan have met Marquis Lanling." Big and small Qiao made blessings and saluted.
Da Qiao has a delicate melon-seed face, a high bridge of nose, and a fat-like face that looks like a freshly peeled egg. It exudes purity and gives people a feeling of being unattainable just by looking at it.
Compared to Da Qiao, who is an innocent high school student, Xiao Qiao is more like the little girl next door with very smart eyes and a bit of playfulness. It is obvious at a glance that she usually likes to make trouble, and may also like to make trouble in the future.
Is my father-in-law blind? He is so cute, with eyes like stars in the night sky, but he actually looks like mung beans.
Jiangnan Xiaoqiao and Hebei Zhenmi are pretty.
Finally seeing Xiao Qiao's peerless appearance clearly, Lin Mo felt that a regret in his heart had been made up for.
After he returned the greeting with cupped fists, he said politely: "You two ladies, please be polite. The betrothal gifts given to you two by Sun Ce and Zhou Yu were robbed. I can guarantee that it will not happen again in the future."
Hearing this, Da Qiao's eyes flashed with disappointment.
It turns out that he had determined this in his heart?
"but."
Lin Mo changed the topic and his expression became serious, "There are countless talented people in Lujiang, and there are also young talents in Huainan and Xuzhou. The two young ladies should have many choices."
"What do you mean by this?" Da Qiao asked, frowning.
"nothing."
Lin Mo raised his head and said: "Sun Ce, I have to deal with it sooner or later. After all, you two helped me organize this poetry meeting. It is a good reminder not to regret it later."
These words were meant as a kind reminder, but they still sounded like threats. Xiao Qiao's crystal mouth pursed, "Is Marquis Lanling threatening us?"
"Wan'er." Da Qiao held Xiao Qiao's hand and shook it, signaling her not to be impulsive.
Lin Mo just sneered, then looked at Xiao Qiao playfully, put his hands behind his back, leaned forward slightly, and said leisurely: "Is this a threat? I, Lin Mo, want to deal with Sun Ce, and I have many means. Could the young lady be suspicious? "
Damn it, he was obviously rude in the first place, why do you think he is so heroic at this moment? Xiao Qiao, who was being stared at by Lin Mo, was so worried that he didn't dare to look directly, but still subconsciously replied, "Zhou Lang is here." .”
"Zhou Lang?"
Lin Mo clicked his tongue sourly, "It's quite intimate to scream."
"Don't get me wrong."
Xiao Qiao rubbed the corners of her clothes with her beautiful hands and said timidly: "They all call her that."
Hey, Ni'er blushes so easily.
Xiao Qiao, who was only fifteen years old, was obviously a bit childish. Of course, Lin Mo couldn't be serious with her. He smiled and said, "Forget it, Zhou Yu. I'm too lazy to mention it. It's just good advice. It's this or that, you two." Miss, please think about it yourself."
"Thank you Marquis Lanling for reminding me. If there is nothing else, I will leave." Da Qiao turned around coldly.
Getting angry so easily
"etc."
Lin Mo stopped the two girls and took out two newly made glazed figures from under his clothes. They were actually made in his own likeness.
During this period of time, the craftsmen of Liulichang began to slowly get started, and both the quality and shape have made a qualitative leap.
The pair of glazed figures in Lin Mo's hands were exceptionally bright and clear, shining under the warm sunshine of early winter.
"You two ladies have worked so hard to come here, but I have nothing to gain."
In fact, there are. I hope to have the opportunity to introduce you to them. "I will give you these pair of glazed dolls as a souvenir."
To deal with a girl next door like Xiao Qiao, you have to act like a domineering president.
As for a school girl like Da Qiao who has her first love, you have to slap her and give her a candy immediately.
Lin Mo, who was well versed in the art of flirting with girls, saw Er Qiao's eyes clearly glowing with light.
Seeing that the glazed figurine in Lin Mo's hand was so exquisite and unprecedented, he felt happy in his heart.
"Wow, so beautiful."
Xiao Qiao didn't seem to be polite at all and snatched it directly from Lin Mo's hand.
"Wan'er!" Da Qiao frowned, and Xiao Qiao obediently returned it.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Lin Mo smiled and waved his hand, "But one of them belongs to your sister, don't take them all away."
"Thank you, Marquis Lanling." Xiao Qiao stuck out his tongue and played with the pair of glazed figures.
"Thank you so much, Marquis Lanling."
The seventeen-year-old Da Qiao was two years younger than Lin Mo, but he was very much like an older sister. He leaned down and pursed his lips and said: "The Marquis of Lanling is very talented. If you have a chance, please come to Wan County. I hope the daughter of the people will come to me." I can see the poetic talent of Marquis Lanling again."
Oh, this is an appointment
Lin Mo maintained his graceful demeanor and nodded, "Okay, sure, we will meet again when spring comes and the flowers bloom next year."
"The daughter of the people will be waiting for good news at home."
"I'm also waiting for good luck."
Er Qiao turned around and got into the carriage, opened the curtain, and waved goodbye reluctantly.
On the carriage, Xiao Qiao was still admiring the pair of glazed figures, obviously he really liked them.
When Da Qiao saw this, he smiled and joked: "Do you like these little people, or do you like the person who gave you the little person?"
"I like them all."
After blurting out the words, Xiao Qiao made a face when he realized that he was being teased, "I think you are the one who is attracted to me, sister. I was told that the flowers will bloom next year to find you."
Da Qiao smiled and stopped joking with her. He stuck his head out and looked at Pengcheng who was getting farther and farther behind him. He felt a little empty in his heart.
This trip to Pengcheng was much happier than expected.
I saw many poems and essays, and also saw the world-famous Marquis Lanling.
The man on Mo is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
She looked at the glazed figurine in Xiao Qiao's hand with somewhat hollow eyes, feeling confused.
Yingchuan, Xuchang City.
A team of war horses entered the west gate and came to the school field.
Cao Cao, who was wearing brown official uniform, put his hands behind his back and watched the horses entering the camp one after another, feeling increasingly excited.
Come on, we will be able to use our troops soon.
Now they are waiting for the major families to lend out their money and iron, build the weapons, and then march eastward.
Dian Wei ran over from the camp and said, "Sikong, I saw that they are all good horses. There is no shortage of horses that can join the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry!"
Cao Cao nodded with satisfaction. Wow, it seems that Li Jue and Guo Si were also crazy about poverty and did not dare to cheat for fear of ruining their business.
Ever since Lu Bu was beaten away by Li Jue and Guo Si, Guanzhong began to fall into ruins, with various forces separated and the smoke of war continuing throughout the year.
In this context, no one is cultivating the fields.
What to do with military expenses? Dig, Dong Zhuo took the good lead, that is, excavating the imperial tomb. In the end, the imperial tomb was dug out, and even the tomb of the marquis was not spared.
But the tombs would have to be dug one day. In order to raise military expenses, their choice was to go to Jingzhou and Yizhou to plunder, or sell war horses and act as middlemen to earn the price difference.
In order to ensure a long-term business, the horses sold to Cao Cao were all good horses.
"The elite tiger and leopard cavalry are not only war horses, but also sergeants, and their combined attack skills. How can they be practiced in a short time." Cao Cao smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry, Sikong. I'm going with Zhongkang this time. I will kill Lu Bu in front of the battle to relieve Sikong's worries!" Dian Wei couldn't see Cao Cao being sad. Like Xu Chu, he was indeed loyal to Cao Cao.
Just when he was about to praise Dian Wei, Cao Ang hurried over with a piece of silk cloth in his hand.
"Father, trouble is coming."
"Your injury hasn't fully healed yet, so don't panic."
Cao Cao lowered his brows. He knew his son's character. It was definitely not a small matter to make him so nervous. But after the battle in Wancheng, his love for Cao Ang became even greater. He would inevitably ask, "What's going on?" ?”
"The results of the Pengcheng Poetry Conference have come out." Cao Ang's face turned pale. He was injured more seriously than Dian Wei, and he didn't have Dian Wei's physique. Now he could only barely get out of bed, and he couldn't bear it after running a few steps.
"Who compared my Guan Cang Hai?" Cao Cao probably guessed the result.
"Lin Mo."
"Lin Mo? Is it him again?"
Hearing this name, Cao Cao was very upset. He frowned and asked, "Does he still have poetic talent?"
"Not only poetic, but also"
Cao Ang paused for a moment, thinking about how to describe it. Finally, he thought of a person and said with a wry smile: "The great scholar Zhong Di said that the world's talents are worth one stone, Lin Mo has one person and eight fights, and all the people in the world have two fights."
"absurd!"
Cao Cao chuckled, not believing it at all, "How can he be worthy of such praise?"
He admitted that Lin Mo was an unparalleled genius, but he was limited to his accomplishments in the art of war. Cao Cao would never believe that Lin Mo had one stone in the world and could dominate eight battles by himself.
After all, he is also very confident in his poetic talent.
To talk about how confident he was, during the Battle of Chibi, he composed a poem and wrote a famous tanka line. However, Shixun said one line that was not neat enough and was stabbed to death by him.
Can you not be confident?
Cao Ang immediately recounted what happened on the day of the poetry meeting word for word, and Cao Cao's eyes widened as he listened.
"How is it possible? I composed ninety-nine poems in one night, each one of which is enough to be remembered for centuries. It's just an idiot's dream. Come and take a look at the poems!"
Cao Cao looked at the silk cloth in Cao Ang's hand and guessed that Lin Mo's poems should be recorded on it.
As a result, Cao Ang shook his head and said, "Time was too urgent. Our horse could not produce so many poems, so we just copied down the last message he wrote."
Yes, his 100th work was an essay.
What kind of memorandum can send it back so quickly?
Cao Cao reached out to take it, but Cao Ang told him, "No matter what you see, father, you must stay calm."
It feels a little bad.
Could it be that he is here for me?
Cao Cao did not speak, but spread out the silk cloth and read it carefully.
It's okay not to look at it, but this look directly made Cao Cao feel numb.
Just reading the previous content made his cheeks tremble and his face turn red.
As the article progressed, Cao Cao started to tremble, especially when he scolded the three generations of Cao Cao's ancestors.
At the end, Cao Cao felt that his heart was stabbed by an invisible knife, twisting and turning, the blood in his body was flowing backwards, the world was spinning, he was top-heavy, and he fell backwards.
If Dian Wei and Cao Ang hadn't picked him up in time, they might have been able to take him away at once.
"Father, Sikong!"
The two of them were frightened, their faces were livid, and the hands holding him could clearly feel their bodies twitching, "Father, are you okay?"
Cao Cao held his head in his hands with a ferocious expression, "I have a headache and a splitting headache!!!"
"Quick! Call the imperial doctor!"
Cao Ang roared hysterically, while Dian Wei picked up Cao Cao on his back and ran to Sikong Mansion.
(End of chapter)
