[Three Kingdoms] Burning incense and sacrificial wine

Xudu is backed by Songshan Mountain and connected to the Yellow River in the north. As a newly established capital city, it is full of vigorous and amazing vitality.

Residents in the city come and go to the market, peacefully and peacefully, presenting a completely different scene from the troubled times.

Cui Song hurried on the road for several days, and when he entered the city, the dry food was exhausted and the water bag was empty, so he found a wine shop to rest and drink to quench his thirst.

He was sitting in a corner with his back to the wine cellar, drinking dirty wine and eating appetizers, when he suddenly heard someone not far away mentioning Xun Yu, the servant, and praised him in words.

"Xun Shizhong's upholding integrity and foresight is really a blessing for the community."

"Exactly. The talent of Wang Zuo, who serves in the center, caresses things in the middle, and does nothing without effect. Compared with the prestige of Xun's Eight Dragons[1], he can surpass it without falling."

……

In the harmonious rainbow fart, suddenly there was an abrupt voice.

"Xun's eight dragons? I'm afraid they mistook the insects and snakes for dragons because their eyes were filled with shit?"

Cui Song almost spit out the wine in his mouth, controlled the muscles of his face with great perseverance, and swallowed the wine reluctantly.

This tune, this voice, sounds familiar...

This discordant sound was like vegetable oil falling into a hot pan, exploding in the restaurant with a "wow".

Leaving aside Xun Yu, the attendant, Xun's eight dragons have been famous for a long time, and they are well-known among scholars.

The irony that the eight dragons are the eight insects made many literati who admired the Xun family's talent and fame furious.

"Foul language, foul language! It's simply insulting!"

"Ba Cai has always been famous, how dare you..."

"You don't know the so-called madman, how dare you talk nonsense here!?"

Words of righteous indignation came to my ears one after another.At this moment, one person came out from the crowd and handed over to the crowd:

"You don't need to be angry. This child's sharp and sensational words are just to sing against everyone and attract your attention. If you are angry, you will hurt your body and let this child succeed in vain. Wouldn't it be in vain?"

Everyone felt that it was reasonable, and they suppressed a bit of anger, and looked at the madman with more contempt.

Looking at the demeanor of that lunatic, he was never shaken by this accusation.

He only heard him disdainfully saying: "There is a saying in "Shuoyuan": 'It is better to see it than to hear it with your ears[2].' It is exactly the truth that 'hearing is delusion, seeing is believing'. You have never seen it How do you know if they are dragons or worms, talented people who are destined for the world, or people who are trying to catch fame?"

Everyone who wanted to attack the lunatic fell silent for a moment.One argued:

"Even so, why do you have to spit out obscene words and insult the eight talents? Doesn't it contradict your statement that 'seeing is believing'?"

"Dragon, the length of the scale insect[3] is also the head of the five insects. You say that the eighth is the dragon, and I say that the eighth is the worm. What is the difference? Why do you praise him as a dragon? When I said he was a worm, it was 'filthy language' and 'disgraceful', what's the point?"

"You're just being ridiculous!"

"Absurd words?" The lunatic laughed lightly, put his hands into his sleeves, leisurely and leisurely, "The words are quoted from the scriptures and have examples to follow, how can they be regarded as absurd? You guys joined hands to attack me without asking the reason. , I am afraid that I am alone and weak, I am lonely and can be bullied?"

The scribe who confronted him had a face as pale as a pig's liver, and the onlookers secretly sighed at his cunning and shamelessness.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "In your opinion, how is Xun Wenruo (Xun Yu) Xun Shizhong?"

"'Eldest son Kong Wenju, younger son Yang Dezu[4]', what Xun Wenruo is like is still unclear." After finishing this paragraph, the madman couldn't help but add a cheap word, " However, I have heard the so-called elegant thing about "Xun Jun Liuxiang", I am afraid that this servant Xun is just an excuse to mourn you..."

Hearing this well-known talk in history of "mourning with excuses" (attending funerals with good looks, referring to false appearances), Cui Song couldn't hold back anymore, and cleared his throat vigorously.

Hearing the abnormal noise, Mi Heng, who was talking eloquently, glanced casually to the corner, and then his haughty face froze for a moment.

After the Luoyang Wenhui ended, he had paid attention to Cui Song's movements, so he naturally knew that Cui Song had a good relationship with the uncle and nephew of the Xun family.Now in front of Cui Song, speaking ill of his close friends, no matter how thick-skinned Mi Heng is, he will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.

But he quickly put aside the slight discomfort, intending to pretend he didn't see it, and continued to fight these "acid scholars" for [-] rounds, but he saw Cui Song staring at him with piercing eyes. The angle of the face is slightly raised, like a smile but not a smile.

Mi Heng: "..."

He looked away, "...But Xun Shizhong is in the middle and caressing things. He probably has some talent. Come on, what about the Xun family's eight talents, and what about Xun's family's writing? I know you are stubborn, and you must be right I am dissatisfied with my speech; I am also with you. If this is the case, why should I stay here and block each other's eyes?"

After finishing speaking, Mi Heng left the restaurant with an air of independence from the world... walking quickly.

Cui Song paid for the drink, got up and left as well.

It has to be said that Mi Heng's mouth is not forgiving, and his kung fu on his feet is quite true, running like a thief.

Cui Song spent a lot of effort and finally stopped someone in a street.

Mi Heng revealed a look of disgust: "What are you doing here?"

"Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is a great joy in life. Seeing your brother, why don't you come and be happy?"

Mi Heng has long seen through Cui Song's inconsistencies in his words and deeds, so he didn't take this suspected joke seriously.He thought that Cui Song was caring about his words and deeds in the wine shop, and came here to complain about Xun Yu, and his face became a little cold:

"Don't dare, Cui Lang is a well-known scholar in northern Hebei. The people you make friends with are all talented people like Xun Shilang and Xigong Cao. How can Heng be able to climb up?"

Cui Song had known this person's temper for a long time, so he didn't think he was disobedient, and pretended to sigh: "Your brother's words hurt me deeply, and I want to share with you how many lonely copies I found in the past few years, how could I..."

Then he shook his head in response,

"It's a pity that this lonely and fragmented book is not inferior to the "Heavenly Creation" that your brother asked me about..."

Mi Heng gritted his teeth with hatred: "Cui Song, how are you doing?"

Cui Song said with a smile: "Song wants to go to the Sikong Mansion, but he is new here and unfamiliar with the place. If Zhengping (Ni Heng's word) can guide me, wouldn't it be very kind?"

You Heng sneered: "Don't you know? I stripped and danced to Cao Cao a few days ago. If I went with you, the people of Sikong Mansion would probably have greener faces than leeks when they saw me."

"Could it be that you are afraid of the face of an ordinary person?"

"Don't provoke me. If you want to humiliate yourself, I will accompany you through this journey."

Mi Heng's sleeves were wet with wine stains, he simply tore off half of his sleeves, and walked towards Sikong Mansion with his head held high.

Cui Song was not afraid of his demonstration, and followed him easily as usual, and after a while, he saw the gate of Sikong Mansion in the distance.

On the spacious main road leading to Sikong Mansion, two scribes approached.

Originally, the two scribes had faint smiles on their faces, but when they saw Mi Heng whose clothes were torn, the smiles disappeared.

Cui Song saw the textbook [smile gradually disappearing.jpg], and once again felt Mi Heng's lethality from the side.

A scribe cheered up: "You are a scholar, don't come here and be safe."

Mi Heng's expression was indifferent and unwavering: "Don't be ill."

Scribe: ...How do you ask me to answer the call! ?

The author has something to say: [1] Xun's Eight Dragons: The eight sons of Xun Shu in the late Han Dynasty were all famous heroes at that time, and they were collectively called the Eight Dragons.Xun Yu, one of the eight dragons of the Xun family, is Xun Yu's biological father.

[2] "It is better to see it than to hear it with your ears" comes from Liu Xiang's "Shuo Yuan" in the Western Han Dynasty.

[3] "Dragon, the length of scale insects" comes from Xu Shen's "Shuowen Jiezi" in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

[4] What Mi Heng said to Huang Zu in "The Eldest Son Kong Wenju, Younger Son Yang Dezu" in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".