If time could be turned back, Cao Cao would definitely put "Han Heng" at the door to hang out with Sikong's airs, and decide whether to meet him after he figured out his origin.

If he could say a word to himself half a quarter of an hour ago, Cao Cao would definitely admonish himself with heartache: Don’t be like Zhou Gong if you have nothing to do, come and greet him with your hands and feet, because you may not be greeted when you come out. The talented person who is in the heart of the world may also be a man-eating plant in the skin of a talent.

Unfortunately, there is no if.Cao Cao had no way to rewind and start over, so he could only pull on his soft shoes and stand in the bleak early winter wind, facing the "Mi Heng" who was so angry that he had a myocardial infarction a few months ago.

Fortunately, Cao Cao has practiced for many years, and he has practiced superficial skills to an extreme height.He quickly brushed away the cognition of "coming out to meet the gifted scholar Han Heng" from his mind, and put on the shoes under his feet calmly while closing the robe that was hung on his body in a hurry.

"Guzheng is going to come out to get some air... You Zhengping, why are you here?"

Cao Cao still had a chance to hope that Mi Heng was not the same person as the recently famous Han Heng.However, his luck was doomed to be completely shattered.

"Before Heng left Xudu, he once said to Sikong, 'I will live up to Sikong's expectations, and I will talk to Sikong after returning home and visiting relatives'. Now that Heng has settled all the family matters, it is time to fulfill his promise."

... What kind of fulfillment of a promise is this?Who needs him to practice?

Cao Cao felt the heart attack he hadn't seen for a long time, he finally restrained the urge to cover his chest, and asked tentatively: "This Han Heng..."

The concierge who brought Zheng Ping in knew something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "This is Chushi Han."

The concierge leading the way has just been transferred this month, and I haven't seen Mi Heng before, so I don't know that the person he brought in is the number one on the "Sikong Mansion's Diplomatic List Blacklist".It wasn't until he saw that Cao Cao's reaction was wrong that he realized that he had done something bad with good intentions, and actively brought in the people Cao Cao hated the most as top talents.

But this is all right, how did Mi Heng become Han Heng?

This question is also what Cao Cao wanted to ask.

I don’t know if Mi Heng in the past was only focused on spraying poisonous words everywhere, or maybe he was too arrogant, thinking that other people are not worthy of reading his masterpieces——in the two years since he came to Xudu, he has almost never circulated any poems outside Fu works.Even if there were one or two works occasionally, they were used to satirize others, which caused Cao Cao's blood pressure to rise when he saw it, and ordered his servants to remove the works quickly, and don't mention them in front of him again. He would not pay attention to whether the works have literary talents.

And when the venomous tongue that made him avoid like snakes and scorpions in the past suddenly put on a shell and left several amazing and brilliant works with brand-new names, Cao Cao took off his colored glasses and immersed himself in the elegance and heroism of the whole work. The writer's mind was full of gentleness and boldness, and he didn't think about Mi Heng at all, and finally formed such an embarrassing situation.

Cao Cao endured the heartache of disillusioned vision, and calmly said as if chatting: "It turns out that the Korean scholar who has become famous recently is you..."

Halfway through the conversation, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Not long after, a young man in a soap-colored tunic stepped into the Moon Gate and stopped slightly when he saw visitors standing in the courtyard.

When Cao Cao saw the boy, he immediately feigned anger and said:

"Pi'er, how did you get here? Let Gu Hao wait."

Cao Pi happened to pass by and decided to come in to greet his father: ...?

Fortunately, Cao Pi reacted very quickly, and immediately realized that Cao Cao's words should be for others to hear, and he took the blame seamlessly and sincerely: "Yes, no, I just miss the scene in the courtyard, and I am not very fascinated. waiting."

After admitting his mistake, Cao Pi seemed to have just discovered that there were guests in the courtyard, and said politely, "Pi came here by accident, I don't know that my father has guests, this—"

Zheng Ping turned around, and the pine-like elegant guest finally showed his true face, but Cao Pi's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

"—So you are a gentleman. I haven't seen you for a long time, and your gentleman's demeanor is even better."

Cao Pi quickly turned the conversation around, exchanged a warm greeting with a sullen face, and then turned his gaze back to Cao Cao with accusation in his eyes.

Cao Cao turned a blind eye, and happily took the steps handed up by his son: "Pi'er, as a father, you have to discuss business matters with all the staff. You take your servant to walk around the courtyard."

After finishing speaking, as if to appease his son's vague resentment, he added, "Didn't you like "Fengming Mountain Fu" and "Fenglai Fu" recently? The writer Han Wenshi is standing in front of you .”

Hearing that Zheng Ping is Han Heng, who has been famous for his amazing poems recently, Cao Pi couldn't help being startled. After he digested the fact, Cao Cao had already escaped into the house under the pretext of business, leaving him alone to deal with Zheng Ping.

Cao Pi was silent for a moment because of the plastic father-son relationship, but what surprised him was that Zheng Ping, uncharacteristically, had been watching Cao Cao and his son's performance calmly since just now, allowing them to play without interruption, let alone using their previous venomous tongue.

Abnormality is a monster, and Zheng Ping is so "understanding" that it makes Cao Pi wonder if he is planning a big move.Probably because of this anomaly, Cao Cao chose to leave the stage without hesitation, not even caring about the politeness on the scene, and slipped away immediately, fearing that Zheng Ping would make another showy operation that would piss him off.

Although Cao Pi's favorability towards Zheng Ping has tended to a stable positive value because of the rescue in the army, he still has no confidence in Zheng Ping's "kindness".

"My father is busy with official duties, so he didn't treat you well, and I am here to apologize for my father." Thinking of Han Heng's talent name recently, he added a sentence uncertainly, "Should I be called you or...Han Chushi ?”

"It's fine as usual." Zheng Ping didn't intend to explain the real and false surnames, and let the other party make up his mind freely, taking Han Heng as his alias, "I never thought that Sikong Xiangheng would have such a deep friendship, and when we reunited after a long absence, he would blush with joy." He covered his face with his sleeves, and entered the house to avoid it. Hengzi should cherish this deep friendship in his heart, and repay it sincerely."

Cao Pi looked embarrassed, and Cao Cao in the room almost broke the brush in his hand when he heard the words "blush".

The other person in the room had interest in his eyes, and he used the movement of raising his sleeve to gently wipe the wine stains on the corners of his lips to cover up the continuous smile on his lips.

Received Cao Cao's stare, the man swallowed his smile, lowered his sleeves and put on a serious face: "My lord, do you want to go out to dispel the rumors and fight with your servant for three hundred rounds?"

Cao Cao said: "The lord has worries, and the staff share them. Fengxiao knows my heart best, so why don't you go for me."

Guo Jia sighed, and put on a sick and weak appearance: "Jia is weak and can't stand the sword, please treat the ministers kindly, and don't push Jia into the storm."

Cao Cao didn't take Guo Jia's narrow words seriously. Who didn't know that Guo Jia looked weak, but in fact he had never suffered from several illnesses.On the way back to the army, the cold wave dropped suddenly, many people caught the wind and cold, and even Le Jin, who was good at riding and shooting, fell down, but Guo Jia was alive and kicking, and went to the tent every day to beg for drinks from him.

After Guo Jia interrupted him, all his annoyance at Zheng Ping's words was forgotten.However, Guo Jia's blind words could not arouse Cao Cao's pity, so he ruthlessly pushed all the documents on the case.

"I am a sympathetic adviser, how can I be willing to put Fengxiao in a difficult situation. Since Fengxiao doesn't want to stand in the 'storm', then bury it in the 'book forest and sea'—in a word, you Zhengping and official documents, you must Choose the same."

Guo Jia pretended to be distressed, revealing a deep embarrassment: "Is there any difference between being stabbed to death by a lip knife and being crushed to death by a book? My lord is so cruel."

Cao Cao said with a "hehe": "Gu can help you arrange both ways of death."

It probably means "If you don't hurt yourself with a poisonous tongue, you will pervert it with a poisonous tongue." Cao Cao's "ruthlessness" made Guo Jia very sad. He stood up calmly, calmed down:

"Jia went to face the 'storm'."

So he walked away, leaving Cao Cao alone to stare at the mountain of bamboo slips.

Outside the house, Cao Pi digested Zheng Ping's provocative words without changing his face, and was about to invite him to enjoy the scenery in the garden. opened.

In just a few words, the door was closed and opened again.Cao Pi thought it was Cao Cao's conscience. He couldn't bear to let his son deal with the vicious beast outside. He went into the house to calm down, and finally decided to bear the pain he couldn't bear.

Unexpectedly, the door was opened, and a person came out.But that man was wearing a Li-colored winter robe, tall and thin, and there was a bit of estrangement hidden between his handsome eyebrows. He was not his father Cao Cao, but Guo Jia, the sacrificial wine officer of the Sikong Army.

Guo Jia is the youngest of Cao Cao's highly regarded advisers, about the same age as Zheng Ping.Cao Pi respected talented and virtuous people, and Guo Jia was deeply trusted by Cao Cao. Therefore, even if his qualifications were not deep and his official position was not obvious, Cao Pi would greet him politely every time he met him.

This time was no exception, even though he was given the mission to entertain Zheng Ping, before leaving the yard, he noticed Guo Jia pushing the door out, he couldn't pretend he didn't see it.After apologizing to Zheng Ping, he turned around, faced the direction of the hall gate, and greeted Guo Jia.

"Guo Jijiu."

Guo Jia returned a salute, turned to Zheng Ping and said without extra politeness:

"Your servant, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you ever missed me?"

Cao Pi didn't have time to ask a question, but was shocked by Guo Jia's nonsensical words, and his expression became "=口=".

Zheng Ping also had a verbal friendship with Guo Jia, and he knew that Guo Jia was a man with no taboos, and he could easily make teasing words, so it was impossible to take them seriously.

He accepted Guo Jia's unconventional greeting very calmly, and replied:

"I can't remember the face of Guo Jijiu, but I still remember the meal that Guo Jijiu owed me."

It sounded ruthless, but I just remembered that the words of asking him to buy wine made Guo Jia let go of his teasing intentions and showed a bit of genuine joy:

"Of course I want to invite you for this wine. If you are in a hurry, you can go to Jia's mansion to drink together tomorrow."

Li Jin, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, didn't know Guo Jia's speaking style. He heard the word "impatient" in Guo Jia's words as if with a sharp edge, but Zheng Ping didn't seem to notice it, and didn't say anything in this sentence. Speak back at the other party.Out of a sense of identity with the camp and the team, Li Jin instinctively stepped out and said to Guo Jia:

"A few days ago, I just killed two white-faced scholars who were hiding their knives in their smiles, and I felt thirsty. Guo Jijiu is so kind, can I add a wine glass for XX, so that XX can go to your house to have a good drink."

Received the fierce light in the strong swordsman's eyes, and his nonchalant words as if "the quicksand river eats Buddhist scriptures and made a necklace of human heads", Guo Jia clearly sensed the other party's threat, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

However, Zheng Ping didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he pretended not to know the inside story and added a knife: "I'm thirsty too, let's go now."

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