[Three Kingdoms] Burning incense and sacrificial wine

In fact, as early as the night of being assassinated, Cui Song had the idea of ​​running away.

It has nothing to do with being brave or cowardly, because running away is an instinct of human beings when they encounter danger, an impulse that is not controlled by reason.

When the impulse cooled down, Cui Song realized that the plan of running away was completely unworkable.

In the capital city with the best law and order, even if there are assassins who dare to enter the mansion to assassinate, wouldn't it be even more unscrupulous to switch to another place?

If the mastermind behind it really wanted to put him to death, even if he managed to escape from Luoyang, he would be intercepted and killed on the way.

At that time, the sentence "There are many bandits in the mountains, and they died at the hands of bandits" will be regarded as death in vain.

Taking a step back, even if his luck is overwhelming, or the mastermind behind him changes his mind and doesn't want his life anymore, he may not be able to return home safely.

As early as the beginning of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the world has been in chaos.

The people's livelihood was poor, miserable, and they couldn't even eat enough to eat, so they rebelled.

Those who dare not rebel will turn into bandits, band together to rob and kill people, and they will be merciless in killing wealthy households.

As for how many thieves are there?Just look at the scale of the Yellow Turban Army. Its density can be called Plants vs. Zombies, the most advanced mine-sweeping game.

In this case, even bringing a group of guards may not be safe.What's more, outside thieves are hard to stop, and inside thieves are even more difficult to guard against.Money touches people's hearts. Don't you see how many generals in the history books were murdered by their soldiers for money. Dong Zhuo's son-in-law Niu Fu was killed by his subordinates because of too much money.

The mountains are high and the roads are far away. Traveling far is not a good choice.

In contrast, staying in the capital is the safest—if Dong Zhuo does not enter the capital.

So Cui Song decided to wait and see what happened and stay in Luoyang for the time being.

After all, it was time for Emperor Han Ling to die.If his memory is correct, Jian Shuo died after Han Lingdi died, and He Jin died after Jian Shuo died... When Yuan Shao and the others finished slaughtering the eunuchs, it was Dong Zhuo's turn to enter the capital.

If he wanted to leave Luoyang, at least he had to wait until Dong Zhuo entered Beijing.

At that time, the army was in turmoil, the government was in turmoil, everyone was in danger, and the mastermind behind the scenes must have no time to take care of him.

If Jian Shuo is the mastermind behind the scenes, then there is no need to worry - if everyone is dead, can someone be sent from the underworld to seduce his soul?

Of course, from a subjective point of view, since yesterday's investigation around the mansion, Cui Song has crossed the idea of ​​"the murderer is Jian Shuo".

There is no specific evidence or precise inference, Cui Song just has such an intuition.If the assassin was really sent by Jian Shuo, and the motive for the killing was because of something during the day... Then with such a narrow-mindedness, it seems a bit unreasonable not to take revenge on other people in the mansion when the assassination attempt failed.

If he was really malicious towards him, he would have to kill a few servants to intimidate him.

However, no.

If you miss a hit, you will retreat.He didn't slam his brains to death, and he didn't vent his anger on others.

This style of "injustice, debt and owner" style and orderly crime style does not seem to be killing people for the sake of verbal disputes.Inevitably contradictory.

However, if the person behind the scenes is not Jian Shuo, then who is it?

He is a minor who has not been an official, a scholar who spends his time at home, who would want his life?

The problem has come back to the origin again.

Whether the original owner provoked the enemy, or cheap father's former political opponents, there is no basis, and guessing is useless. Cui Song simply put this issue behind him and concentrated on thinking about Wenhui.

This makes countless students yearn for it, and many scholars want to participate in the literary fair. Cui Song only has two words: dog leash.

For the ancient scholars, what was a place of heaven and fairy mansion was nothing more than a scourge for him.

If you want to make a vivid analogy, it is: a scumbag who usually gets 10 points in the test is dragged to participate in the National Mathematical Olympiad Competition, or the live competition is a rush-answer version, which is filmed by the camera and broadcast live nationwide. Are you panicking?

Cui Song thought hard for a whole night.With his mind, he could only think of two ways in the short time.

One is to pretend to be sick.This is a bad idea, there is really no other way.Not to mention that this disease is not so easy to pretend, how likely is it that a person who was as strong as a cow yesterday and ate three bowls of rice will be so sick that he can't get out of bed after only one night? If you are sick, you need to see a doctor.As for finding a doctor to collude with... I'm sorry, most doctors in this era have professional ethics, and with tight schedules, it is not easy to find a doctor with corrupt morals.To take a step back, he was found, the collusion was successful, and there was an excuse for pretending to be sick in the hands of people with corrupt medical ethics, which is no less than a time bomb.One day when he is accused, he can explode on the spot.

As for things under the armpits, ropes tied on the shoulders, etc... the difference between a blocked pulse and a weak pulse, is it really impossible for a doctor to tell the difference?

From this point of view, it seems that there are only fake plays for real... But bitter tricks are not so easy to use. Firstly, he has no tendency to self-torture, and secondly, there is a lack of ancient medical methods. Just a serious illness can make people go to heaven immediately. He doesn't want to do it Die and really kill yourself.

Leaving aside the above points, pretending to be sick is also a thing of the past.It is impossible to pretend to be sick every time you encounter similar things, so that blind people can see the problem.I escaped this time, what should I do next time?Escape doesn't solve anything after all.

So this is the worst policy, if you can use it, don't use it.

The second method is to replace defense with offense, go to the literary meeting openly... and then take the opportunity to leave.

Or be a saw-mouth gourd, keep a fascinated smile the whole time, and the worst thing is to get an evaluation of "it's hard to live up to the reputation", which is better than pretending to be sick.

And he can also take the opportunity to feel the real celebrity demeanor and the current atmosphere... This is very helpful for him to integrate into this era and broaden his horizons.

So, three days later, Cui Song held the mentality of "what can we do if this is the case", ate and drank enough, and went to the literary meeting fearlessly.

With his clothes and clogs up, a gold belt and a jade pendant, Cui Song walked into the arena calmly under the guidance of the guide.

I have to say that the genes of the Cui family are very good. Whether it is Cui Song or Cui Yan, their looks are at the peak of the audience. Against the background of a suit of Chinese clothes, they look like two groups of luminous bodies, shining brightly wherever they go. It is impossible to ignore.

It is recorded in the official history that Cui Yan has a "smooth voice and clear eyebrows". According to folk anecdotes, he was dragged by Cao Cao to catch the knife because he was too handsome, and he replaced Cao Cao to meet the envoy.The envoy flattered and said: This king of Wei (Cui Yan) is so fucking handsome, but the guard next to him (Cao Cao) is more generous, he must be a hero!

Although it was a joke, it shows the beauty of Cui Yan's appearance.

From this point to that point, Cui Song's appearance is also very good.That's why when he saw his own appearance through the water basin, he had the idea of ​​"fortunately, in modern times, he didn't have such a face, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go out".

The meeting place was placed in an open space in Taixue, and the grass garden was covered with various mats. Scholars sat together in twos and threes, chatting friendly, or discussing articles.

Cui Song was supposed to sit with his nephew, but he harbored unethical thoughts in his heart, so he naturally wanted to stay as far away from Cui Yan as possible, so he found an excuse and went to the latrine of the Taiyuan Academy alone, and when he came back, he became a stranger. lonely.

After all, the garden is so big, and there are so many students who come to the meeting, including thousands of students from Taixue, it is normal to not find a nephew.

Thinking so, Cui Song pretended not to see Cui Yan who was standing in the east looking far away, turned around and walked towards the west.

Halfway through the walk, Cui Song noticed a somewhat familiar figure from behind.

Before he could think about it, he casually walked around and looked at the person.

Dressed in black and wearing a jade crown, with a face like a bright moon, he sits on a banquet table, looking clean and square.

When he got closer, he could smell a warm fragrance.

This person was the man who rode his horse and passed by him on the hunting day, and his body smelled more natural and pleasant than any modern perfume.

At that time, he hadn't seen this person's face clearly, but seeing him now, he really lived up to the faint fragrance of Wushuang.

Like cutting like grinding, curling Qiuyue.

Whether it is appearance or temperament, there is no second person at this meeting, who is not inferior to the uncle and nephew of the Cui family.

Cui Song has never been a person who treats himself badly.An elegant scholar who can both seduce the eyes and purify the air, if you don’t compete with him, who will you compete with?

So he stepped forward slowly.

"Cui Song in Xiaqinghe, dare to ask your brother's name?"

The man stood up and bowed, his light-colored lips had a gentle curve.

"Yingchuan Xunyu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Cui Song: ...