[Three Kingdoms] After offending Wei Guoquan, I went to the peak of my life

Guo Jia's request was rejected without hesitation.

Knowing that Guo Jia was suffering from diarrhea, Cao Cao ordered the march to be slowed down, and sent an army doctor to treat Guo Jia.

Although Zheng Ping is arrogant, he will not monopolize Guo Jia's diagnosis and treatment because of his conceited medical skills, and will not allow the doctor to check Guo Jia's physical condition.

He and the medical craftsman drew their own diagnostic opinions, discussed the most suitable prescription, and the medical craftsman reported to Cao Cao, and then boiled the medicinal juice with the herbs that the medical craftsman carried with him.

When Cao Cao learned that Zheng Ping relieved Guo Jia's condition with acupuncture, he was a little surprised.

Scholars read hundreds of books, he was not surprised that Zheng Ping knew some pharmacology and medical skills, but he originally thought that Zheng Ping only knew a little bit, and during this period of time, it was just a small matter to recuperate Guo Jia's body, and it was more likely because Guo Jia offended Who would have thought that Zheng Ping really had two skills.

After Guo Jia finished taking the medicine, Cao Cao found an excuse to invite Zheng Ping, first asked him about Guo Jia's situation, and then pretended to casually mention his medical skills, asking him how he was and what diseases he was good at.

How could Zheng Ping not know that what Cao Cao actually asked was whether he could cure head wind disease, so he said immediately:

"Because of his own madness, Heng has done a little research on the diseases of the five internal organs, but he has not delved into other diseases."

The implication is don't ask him for headache treatment, he won't.It’s okay to find him if you have to, but he will not be responsible for any problems that are cured.

Cao Cao also knew that if he was not a professional doctor, it would be good to be able to achieve Zhengping's level.Even those who work as doctors are not necessarily good at all fields.

So although he was a little disappointed, he didn't doubt anything.I just asked curiously: "Zhengping is both literary and martial, erudite and versatile. I don't know what else you are good at besides literature, martial arts, and medicine?"

Zheng Ping replied: "Also good at music."

Music is one of the six arts of a gentleman. When Cao Cao heard music, he thought of "beating drums and scolding Cao", and his face twitched uncontrollably.

Fortunately, it is now on the march, and there is no drum for Zheng Ping, so Cao Cao relaxes secretly, pretending not to care and saying something on the scene:

"Gongda (Xun You) is also good at music, you can ask him for advice when you have time."

Zheng Pingdao: "I have consulted Gongda for advice."

Cao Cao became interested again: "Oh, you actually played with Gongda? Which song is it?"

"The name of the song is unknown. But if Sikong wants to, Heng can improvise a demonstration."

There are no musical instruments on site, how to play?Cao Cao suddenly had a feeling of something bad, he was about to speak to stop it, but he saw that Zheng Ping had already taken out a pan flute from his bosom, and handed it to his mouth to play it.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Cao Cao sat in the tent with dull eyes, with pain in his cochlea and temple.

He was full of regret—what kind of curiosity did you have for you?Do you think he can't use musical instruments to accompany him without drums, and curse people in a mighty way?Wrong, he can directly let the pan flute he carries with him "open his mouth to swear", and use one instrument to demonstrate the battle of a hundred wild students swearing.

He originally thought that Xun You's statement that "Zheng Ping disturbed Yuan Jun with music" was an exaggeration, after all, no one could fall asleep if they were disturbed by loud music in the middle of the night.But combined with the deaf song he heard today...he felt that Xun You's words were simply too euphemistic, and he didn't respect Yuan Shao's feelings at all.

Facing Cao Cao with a stiff expression, Zheng Ping pretended not to know the feeling of collapse in his heart, and released a rare "kindness" and "friendliness" to Cao Cao: "If Sikong likes it, Hengke will often play for Sikong to comfort the loneliness."

Cao Cao resisted the desire to complain, and let out a hearty laugh as usual: "Since I was a child, I can't understand the rhythm, and I don't understand the style. If Zhengping has the taste, he can continue to talk to Gongda, and Gongda will be 'very happy'. "

In order to get rid of the continuous greetings from the devil's voice, Cao Cao did not hesitate to divert the trouble to the east, and La Xunyou came out to feed the devil with his body.

Zheng Ping knew that Cao Cao's so-called "not understanding the rhythm" was a lie with his eyes open, but he did not expose it, but continued to "caring" and said to Cao Cao: "The teacher once said that Heng this song has the ability to understand. Sikong doesn't understand If you don't know the temperament, you should listen to Heng play a few tunes, and you will be able to have an epiphany."

What kind of ability?It's almost like a stroke when you're so angry.

Cao Cao was afraid that Zheng Ping would really play him another song, so he found a reason to send him away.

When Zheng Ping returned to the tent, Guo Jia was still lying in the same posture he had left before, and the tent was filled with a rich smell of medicine.

It was rare to see Guo Jia so "honest", and Zheng Ping was not used to it.He asked Guo Jia a few questions, knowing that he was in good condition, and after taking his pulse routinely, he let Guo Jia take a good rest.

When the meal was approaching, Cao Cao ordered someone to deliver the soft cakes he ate.From this detail, Zheng Ping could see that Cao Cao was really nice to Guo Jia—it should be said that the people of the Cao family have always been kind to those who are on their side, who have feelings for him and who have no conflict of interest, and have always been ruthless to those who are on the opposite side. ruthless.

Such thoughts popped up in my mind for a moment, but were quickly replaced by indifference.

Even the soft cakes for Cao Cao are a little rough as dry food for marching.Zheng Ping asked his servant for a pot of hot water filled with bamboo joints, broke the soft cakes into pieces, threw them into the water, and stirred them into a paste with clean reed roots.

He handed the lump of mush to Guo Jia, ignoring the unbearable look on his face: "Those who have diarrhea should take liquid food. There is no liquid food here, only a bowl of batter, which is delicious in the world."

Guo Jia didn't want to taste this snot-like "delicacy in the world", but it was Zheng Ping's hard work, even if he resisted in his heart, he didn't show any disgust in front of Zheng Ping, and took it as if he was dead. This bucket of batter is mushy.

After the food was handed over to Guo Jia, Zheng Ping didn't care whether he ate it or not, and opened the curtain to look for food outside the tent.

Guo Jia tasted a few mouthfuls of the cake batter tastelessly, and felt sick after eating a few more mouthfuls.The dry rations used during the march were already unpalatable—even if the cakes provided to Cao Cao were softer than ordinary soldiers’ cakes, they still couldn’t change the unpalatable and tearful taste after being stored for more than ten days—now they are soaked in water. Soaking, the impact on the taste has increased several times, and Guo Jia's perseverance is amazing if he can barely swallow a few mouthfuls.

But no matter how unpalatable it was, Guo Jia could only force himself to swallow it.Now that the army is short of food, not to mention that this piece of food was left over by Cao Cao from his share, but to say that his current physical condition, if he does not eat well, will only become weaker and become a drag on the entire army .

Therefore, Guo Jia could only resist the desire to vomit and eat while pinching his nose.After swallowing a few more mouthfuls, he was so disgusted that he couldn't swallow it. At this moment, Guo Jia remembered that there was a treasure that could help his appetite hidden in his luggage.

He stood up cautiously with his weak limbs, went to the tent to check, and confirmed that Zheng Ping was not nearby. He should have gone to a farther place for dinner. For his bag, he dug out a clay vase the size of a child's palm from a pile of clothes.

This pottery vase is similar to the pottery vase used to hold medicine, but when the cloth plug is removed, the aroma of wine hits the face.

Originally because of Zheng Ping, Cao Cao no longer turned a blind eye as before, but had people strictly check that Guo Jia was not allowed to bring a drop of wine in the army's luggage.But what kind of person is Guo Jia, who is best at repairing plank roads openly and keeping open positions in secret.

He knew early on that the servant who arranged the logistics and accommodation in the army was also a good drinker, so he took advantage of the discussion with him on the camp arrangement, threatened and lured him to share a small bottle with him.Pu She was unwilling at first, but Guo Jia saw through the place where the wine was hidden. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Pu She finally gave him a bottle the size of an egg.

Due to the long distance of the march, and the fact that Zheng Ping, who was in the same camp, had keen senses and was not easily fooled, Guo Jia was reluctant to drink this small bottle of wine and rarely took it out.

Today's meal made him unable to swallow. Guo Jia originally wanted to just take a sip and inhale the aroma of the wine to stimulate his appetite, but he didn't know that the aroma of the wine was too tempting. Compared with the unpalatable biscuits that made his stomach sour, the hunger would promote alcohol addiction , His idea changed from "just smell it" to "just taste it", just taste a drop.

Just as he was putting the small wine bottle to his lips, the heavy tent was suddenly lifted from the outside.

Zheng Ping stood at the entrance of the camp, looking at the pottery bottle in Guo Jia's hand: "What is this?"

Guo Jia's hand holding the vase trembled slightly.

Zheng Ping has already smelled the faint fragrance.

"drink wine?"

These two words were not said in a thousand turns, nor did they raise their voices or change their tone, but it seemed that there was endless threat and murderous intent in Guo Jia's ears.

Guo Jia capped the wine bottle lightly and slowly, and put it away.

"I can explain. Not what you think."

Zheng Ping didn't speak. After confessing, Guo Jia knew that what he said just now was pale and powerless, so he simply lay down roguely, with his fingers crossed to reappear in a peaceful state, and said, "Forget it, you can scold as you please."

"Why should I scold you?" Zheng Ping walked into the tent and sat down in his seat, "Is scolding you useful?"

Guo Jia was speechless.

This is true, no matter how good Zheng Ping is at hurting people, Guo Jia will let it go after hearing it, and will not change any of his habits because of Zheng Ping's words.

But without waiting for Guo Jia to say anything more to show his remorse, Zheng Ping took out a pan flute from his bosom.

Guo Jia was shocked: "Wait a minute..."

"Don't worry, it's not what you imagined." Zheng Ping returned the half of Guo Jia's words just now, and then played with the pan flute, playing a song that was more ghostly and wolf howling than the weird sound he had heard before. tone.

After Guo Jia finished listening to the song from horrified resistance to pale face, Zheng Ping put down the pan flute, and added the previous sentence calmly: "It's true that it's not what you imagined, but it's more ugly than you imagined."

Guo Jia handed in the small bottle of wine that could be drunk in two sips amidst the coercion of "One More Song".

He deeply reflected on his mistakes: No matter how many chips or drinks we promised Fang Pushe, we could not agree to live with Zheng Ping.As long as he agreed, no amount of wine would enter Zheng Ping's stomach.

As a punishment, Guo Jia could only watch Zheng Ping slowly finish the two sips of wine he hid, and every day in the future, Zheng Ping did not know where to find the wine, and slowly enjoyed it in front of his face.

Under the torture of "not only not being able to drink wine, but being forced to smell the wine and watch Zheng Ping drink it in front of him every day", Guo Jia has an extraordinary resistance to the aroma of wine, and will never again smell it because of the smell. When the wine smells a little, it's ready to move.

Half a month later, Cao Jun arrived near Liucheng. Under Zheng Ping's "torture", Guo Jia turned grief and anger into strength, successfully defeated the disease, and gearing up, decided to prepare a big gift for Ta Dun and others.