[Three Kingdoms] Seven steps into wetness

The next day at school, Yang Xiu read Cao Zhi's previous essays and said calmly: "Your essays are better than before. Although the intention is good, it doesn't seem to have improved compared to before."

Cao Zhi couldn't help but want to grab the ground first.

In the past, when he was still confused about the situation around him, he could only be cautious in his words and deeds.Later, I found out that I used to live in the later generations, and I didn't want to expose those thoughts that didn't belong to this era, and attracted weird eyes.However, there are some things that he can't hide no matter how careful he is, such as writing articles.

The homework assigned by Yang Xiu is not only difficult, but also combined with reality.And after thinking about it for a long time, he got confused with the thoughts of the previous life, so the articles he wrote were sometimes strange and unpredictable, and sometimes they were shallow and vulgar.

It doesn't matter if only Yang Xiu sees these things.Because Yang Xiu had already suspected him, and he was happy to accompany him to pretend that he didn't know anything.But before, he didn't know that Xun Yu knew, and he foolishly pretended to be stupid for a long time.

Cao Zhi said weakly: "Sir, did you show Master Xun the article written by the students?"

Yang Xiu's hand holding the teacup paused, and then he glanced at him lightly.This look has many meanings, and Cao Zhi couldn't tell whether it was ridicule, appreciation, or joking....

"That's right." The corners of Yang Xiu's lips curled up, and there was a vague smile on his face again. "Not only Xun Lingjun has seen it, but also your father and Guo Jia. Speaking of which, I have to blame your song 'It's better to hang the southeast branch yourself'."

"..."

Could it be that his strange poem was so weird that it aroused Guo Jia's curiosity that day, and he ended up losing a year's worth of wine?

——Is this self-inflicted feeling really all right? !

Cao Zhi burst into tears: "When is it? Why didn't you tell me, sir?"

"About one day after the sixth son weighed the elephant." Yang Xiu rubbed his chin, his slightly squinted eyes became narrower and longer, "Anyway, you always know. Is there any difference between early knowledge and late knowledge?"

Cao Zhi didn't even have the strength to say "yes".

"Are you worried that you didn't answer decently when Xun Lingjun tested you?" Looking at his appearance, Yang Xiu finally chuckled, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more serious. "Tsk, you are teasing me again. You will never forget that you will always ask me a lot of questions every time Xun Lingjun examines you and the second young master."

Cao Zhi twitched the corners of his mouth.

Since the Battle of Guandu, Cao Pi always asked Xun Yu how the battle was going every month.And after Xun Yu gave his answer, he always had to test some small questions of the two of them, such as "why did they march to Guandu?"

Cao Zhi yelled twice at first, not knowing what to say, but then he probably felt that he would give Xun Yu a stupid impression if he kept silent, so he made a habit of asking Yang Xiu first no matter what question he had.After Xun Yu asks, he can give some brilliant answers. Of course, the premise is "My husband said..."

Therefore, Xun Yu always thought that he was a son of a family with nothing but good personality.

Who knows these things, Yang Xiu knows?

And not only did he know, but he didn't mind saying something brilliant, and then used it to fool Xun Yu.

Cao Zhi was moved at this moment.

——In fact, sir, you are the roundworm in my stomach!What could know him better than the roundworm?

Of course this is just slander.But Yang Xiu looked at his appearance, but he already guessed what he was thinking: "You are calling me a teacher again."

"……Ha ha."

After Yang Xiu's class, Cao Zhi decided how to transition from "Mr. Said" to "I think" in the next few months, so Cao Zhi went out and ran to Wang Qi's house.

Before arriving at the destination, he could see his stalwart master leaning against the door with his hands folded, staring at him with a half-smile.

Cao Zhi instantly had an ominous premonition.

Judging by Wang Qi's reaction, that little beggar must be here.It is precisely because he is here that Wang Qi will wait for him at the door.

Before Cao Zhi could react, Wang Qi sneered and said, "What's the matter with the kid inside?"

It was rare for him not to be drunk yesterday evening, and he was thinking about how to teach Cao Zhi in the future, when a timid voice suddenly sounded at the door: Excuse me, is the doctor there?

Then he saw the little beggar who was so desperate that he was about to die.

He originally wanted to drive people out of the house directly, but the little beggar said that an eleven or twelve-year-old noble son asked him to come.

The noble son is obviously Cao Zhi.

Wang Qi thought he was unlucky, seeing the little beggar's distorted hand again, he was kind enough to order him to bite a piece of wood, "click" to connect his dislocated hand, and then fix it with a willow branch.Then he randomly got some hot water for the little beggar to wash himself clean, let him drink some porridge and fell asleep.

That night, the little beggar developed a high fever.I even muttered words in my dream, but I didn't know what I was talking about.

Wang Qi went to invite the doctor again with a gloomy face. The doctor said that the child would die if he was one step too late. He paid the medical bill with distress while enduring the nagging.

God knows, this little problem actually spent all his drinking money for this year!

Wang Qi was naturally furious.

Cao Zhi put his hands behind his back and lowered his head.It's like a child who has done something wrong, one foot is still drawing circles on the ground: "The students think he is pitiful, so let him come to the teacher..."

Wang Qi glanced at him and thumped him on the head.

Cao Zhi covered his head, tearing up two lines: "Couldn't the teacher speak well, such violence will be annoying!"

Wang Qi laughed back angrily: "No matter how annoying you are, it's not as annoying as you throwing an inexplicable little beggar into my house, right?"

Suddenly three black lines appeared on Cao Zhi's forehead. What's the matter with this thick Qiongyao?

——But Qiong Yao...who is it?

Some messy thoughts came to Cao Zhi's mind, and his complexion became more and more subtle.

Wang Qi looked at his appearance, sat on the threshold, took out a wine gourd and drank a sip of wine: "What do you think he is good for?"

Cao Zhi also sat down on the ground and tilted his head naively: "Why does the teacher think that students only save valuable people?"

Wang Qi sneered: "Didn't you come to pester your teacher to learn martial arts just because you saw that you were an extraordinary teacher? If that kid in the house was useless, you would ignore him and leave him here?"

Wang Qi stared at him carefully.After a while, he laughed loudly: "If he is really useless, I will throw him out now."

Cao Zhi finally bowed his head and said in desperation: "The teacher really knows the nature of the students very well."

"Okay, stop flattering, just talk."

"Three years ago, the students caught him stealing money. But yesterday, he remembered me..." Cao Zhi rested his chin in one hand, looking innocent under the afternoon sun, "either Because of my capture, his adoptive father died, so his hatred for me is irreconcilable; or his memory is so strong—so strong that he can clearly remember what happened three years later.”

Which one is this little beggar?

I have to say that he successfully aroused Cao Zhi's curiosity.

"So you just dumped this brat here with me?"

Cao Zhi turned his head and gave Wang Qi a flattering smirk.

"Not only do you want to leave him here with me, but you also want me to help you watch over him. See if this kid has resentment towards you, or does he really have such ability?"

Cao Zhi smiled even more flatteringly.

Seeing this, Wang Qi knew that he was going to really raise this child of unknown origin in the future, and he sighed: "Little ghost—have you ever thought that it would be difficult for your master to raise yourself, let alone raising another child?" Brat?"

Cao Zhi rubbed his nose and said sincerely: "Teacher, he is really pitiful. You can inspect him and ask him to serve your old man with tea and water! If he can't meet your requirements, throw him away again." It's not too late to go out."

Wang Qi sneered and said, "Hmph, isn't it too late? If I go any further, I will spend all of Lao Tzu's coffins!"

"what?"

Wang Qi moved away and raised his head to signal Cao Zhi to go in and have a look.

Then Cao Zhi saw the little beggar who was covered in red and almost spontaneously combusted.

Now that he has washed his face clean, he looks thin and weak, as if he is only seven or eight years old.Perhaps because of not having enough to eat for many years, his whole body is almost only skin and bones.

Cao Zhi took a deep breath.

"...He won't die, will he?"

Wang Qi sneered: "Not now, but if the medicine is not good after taking this medicine, it's not sure."

Cao Zhi blinked.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition again, so he endured the tingling sensation in his scalp and said, "Sir, you... have no money to buy medicine?"

Wang Qi smiled, rolled his eyes, and touched his student's head: "You can teach a child!"

He did bring some living expenses with him when he went out this time.But he didn't expect him to be seriously ill, and he could only sigh for a while.

I have to say that Wang Qi reminded Cao Zhi one more thing.

—He has no money.

If he just has no money, that's all.However, not only did he have no money, he was also very short of money.

The wine money owed to Guo Jia has almost been raised.But now if you want to support another person, the key is that this person is still seriously ill, so you have to use the money.

As the saying goes, a penny can't beat a hero, and Cao Zhi is helpless.

First of all, he can't ask Bian or Cao Pi for it, because they will definitely investigate the reason; secondly, even if he wants it, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot fundamentally solve his problem of lack of money.

He needs to make money.

The problem is coming again.

First of all, he is only 11 years old, and he is doomed to be unable to do many things; secondly, he is the son of Cao Cao, and he will never make a living by writing and selling paintings like ordinary scholars; secondly, he is short of manpower, and the only ones he can use are his family. , Wang Qi; last and most important, he has no capital.

For the first three, he can recruit people secretly, and it is not too difficult to use the price difference of goods in the locations of various princes to do business in troubled times.

However, the lack of capital is really difficult for him.

Or...can he borrow some from others?

If you want to borrow money, who should you ask?

First of all, the Bian family and Cao Pi are excluded. If they really make up their minds to start a business, then the more capital the better.And he is just a child, how could Bian and Cao Pi entrust him with the survey money; then exclude Wang Qi, this teacher can hardly support himself, it is possible to ask him to deliver the goods; finally exclude merchants, after all Xu County is all within Cao Gong’s territory. How could he, an 11-year-old kid, get in touch with those merchants without telling Cao Cao?

It is best for this person to have spare money at home and believe in himself.But I used to be too ordinary, how could anyone believe in me?

Maybe... there's someone who can.