Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

The sudden news made Diao Chan a little overwhelmed. After a while, she came to her senses. She no longer had the heart to read. She closed the bamboo slips and gently placed them on the desk.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her long eyebrows were lightly twisted, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and she lowered her head in thought.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

We talked by candlelight at night and fell asleep with our feet together.

Since my father thinks so highly of Liu Jun, then the possibility of what Xing'er said is very high.

After so many years, everyone in the mansion knows my father.

Knowing that he is serious and stern, such behavior will inevitably arouse such suspicion.

After thinking in silence for a moment, Diao Chan's face flushed with embarrassment.

How could my father like such a playboy?

She thought about it for a moment and felt something was wrong.

"What did you find out about their conversation? Tell me every word. Don't leave anything out."

Xing Er thought for a moment and said, "The content of their conversation seemed to be centered around a poem."

"Yes, yes. Miss, it is a poem. When Mr. Liu was arrested and thrown into prison, he asked his servants to deliver it to the mansion. When the master saw the poem, he was very impressed and even asked Uncle Wang to ask more questions."

"Later, the patriarch took this poem and hurried to rescue Liu Jun."

Diao Chan nodded slightly. It seemed that the problem was in this poem. A poem that made her father anxiously question her must be extraordinary.

"Do you remember what this poem is about?"

Xing'er thought for a moment and shook her head, "Miss, you know Xing'er. I can't read a few words. I can't remember what the poem is about."

Diao Chan was still a little confused.

"Since my father values ​​this poem, it means Mr. Liu has extraordinary literary talent. How can it be said that he is unlearned and unskilled?"

Xing'er thought about it for a moment and seemed to feel that it didn't make sense.

"Xing'er can't figure this out. Could it be that Liu Jun changed later, studied hard, and his knowledge increased greatly, so he wrote poems that the patriarch valued. After all, it has been three years since Wang Bo returned from Yingchuan County."

Diao Chan shook her head, thinking that this was unlikely.

A dissolute young man suddenly repented and started to work hard. In just three years, he was able to write brilliant poems and essays.

No matter how you look at it, such a thing is unlikely.

Reading is not about practicing Zen. It is about putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha right away.

Reading is like building a house. First you have to lay a solid foundation, build the structure, pile up bricks and stones, and then paint and decorate it before it can be completed.

The foundation of all this is to lay a solid foundation. Without this step, everything will be in vain and empty.

Diao Chan didn't believe that such a person existed in the world. Even if he was a legendary genius with great talent, he still needed to lay a solid foundation step by step before he could write exquisite poems.

It often takes many years to lay a solid foundation.

Could it be because...

She thought of a possibility and thought about it carefully in her mind.

I think this possibility is very high.

"Since he came to the capital to seek an official position, he must have made some preparations. I figured it out. He must have bought a poem somewhere else to gain fame and reputation, and used it to deceive my father."

In this era, this kind of thing is not uncommon. For the sake of their future, some children of prominent families would spend huge sums of money to buy poems and essays to show themselves to the world.

"Miss, you are so smart. If Xing'er were to think about it, she would never figure it out even if she racked her brains."

"Miss, if that's the case, then Mr. Liu deceived the owner of the family with a poem written by someone else."

Diao Chan nodded and said, "That should be the case. Apart from that, this matter doesn't make sense at all."

"The master of the family has a wide range of knowledge, but he still hasn't seen Mr. Liu's true face. Miss, do you think Mr. Liu has some knowledge?"

Diao Chan snorted coldly and said, "What kind of knowledge is that? It's just some flowery words and tricks."

"People like this are not good at studying, and they spend all their time thinking about how to deceive others."

Xing Er said anxiously, "Miss, you are right. Miss, why don't you remind the head of the family not to let this sweet-talking Liu Jun persuade the head of the family and really betroth the young lady to him? It will be too late then."

Diao Chan knocked Xing Er on the forehead and said angrily, "Silly girl, how can it be so fast? Do you think I am an old maid who can't get married? When you see someone coming, you are in a hurry to marry me off."

Xing Er stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, "Young lady is as pretty as a flower and as beautiful as the moon. She is like a fairy from heaven. Which man would not want to marry her when he sees her?"

Diao Chan said angrily, "Little girl, when did you learn to speak sweet words? Are you trying to deceive someone too?"

Xing Er said anxiously, "Miss, what Xing Er said is true. Miss is beautiful and well-educated. She can be the queen. It's a pity that our emperor is too young to be worthy of you."

Diao Chan laughed and scolded: "You silly girl, you are talking nonsense again. If this gets out, you will lose your life."

Xing'er wasn't afraid at all, she said with a smile: "What Xing'er said is true."

"What's so good about marrying into the palace? I'm just a canary kept in a cage. I don't want to live such a life."

After Diao Chan finished speaking, her eyes were far away, her eyebrows moved slightly, and her beautiful face was full of sadness.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Xing Er blinked her eyebrows and asked, "Miss, what does your ideal husband look like?"

Diao Chan replied: "The man in my heart should be..."

Then he felt something was wrong and scolded her with a smile: "You silly girl, you are trying to trick me again. Be careful, one day I will marry you off first."

Xing Er said anxiously: "Miss, Xing Er is not going anywhere. I will follow you for the rest of my life. Wherever you go, I will go."

The two of them joked in the room, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became a little more relaxed.

Xing Er asked, "Miss, aren't you worried at all?"

Diao Chan said, "What are you worried about? What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. An unlearned person, no matter how he speaks sweet words, can never become a learned scholar."

Xing Er smiled and said, "Young lady is right. Truth will come out sooner or later."

"Miss, do you have a good idea?"

"The method is actually very simple. Since he is trying to please his father with poetry, all we need to do is find an opportunity, point out the topic, and ask him to write a poem. Wouldn't that expose his true colors right away?"

Diao Chan had thought of a plan and seemed to be confident. Her face was full of smiles, like a blooming flower, extremely beautiful.

Xing Er clapped her hands and said, "This way, the secret of this beautiful embroidered pillow will be exposed."

"Miss, have you thought of a topic?"

"There's no rush about the topic. I'll wait until I see my father and feel out his reaction first. There's no rush to think about it later."

Xing'er looked at Diao Chan who looked calm, and thought that Liu Jun might suffer.

She suddenly became curious. What did this Mr. Liu look like?

Is it really as beautiful as people say?