[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

It is spring and March.

Scholars all travel together to go outing in the green to repair temples, compose poems by the water, enjoy flowers and compose songs, so they are very leisurely and happy.

The young lady who was usually bored in the boudoir also took advantage of this day to come out to play, and she couldn't help but blush when she saw the handsome young man, so she dared to quietly take off the Huadian in her hair and wait for someone to pick it up.

Some brave ones even went to the side of the road to pick a bunch of bright peonies, and generously ran over to stuff them in the hands of men, and then felt that it was inappropriate, and then avoided them pretending to be reserved, leaving only a faint fragrance wafting. The back of the man dangled in front of the man.

Early in the morning, Cao Zhi called a group of close friends, and ran to the water to play and write poems. He originally called his elder brother Cao Pi, but unfortunately the latter told him that he had already made an appointment with Xiahou Shang Cao Zhen to go hunting. null.

Cao Zhi patted his head in frustration: "Brother, if you don't go, what's the point of that?"

The other party didn't raise his head, he just packed the bows and arrows for hunting, and stuffed a short knife into his bulging pocket, saying: "I couldn't write poems about you, and you won't let me." My brother, what else am I going to do? It's a shame."

"When will I not let you? Brother, no, your writing is a hundred times better than mine, brother, how dare I show off in front of you with my vulgar level."

If these words came from someone else, Cao Pi would undoubtedly be flattering insincerely, but it came from Cao Zhi's mouth, coupled with those watery brown eyes that were still blinking, it was extremely sincere.

"Unfortunately, it's already time. Zidan Boren has been waiting for me outside the mansion for a long time. I'll go ahead and we'll write poems next time."

Cao Zhi didn't wait for "brother, brother" to persuade him to stay, he had already left, leaving only his younger brother pouting unhappy.

Forget it, I'll go by myself, I really don't understand the style.

Cao Zhi shook his head, sighed regretfully, then tidied up his clothes for a while, opened the door and left.

**

Zhenzhen searched for Cao Zhi by the river for a long time. Although the weather was cool, it was hot after walking for a long time. After a while, she was sweating profusely, and her collar was wet and uncomfortable. She couldn't help complaining:

This stinky A Zhi, even forgot such an important thing as a purse, what a funnel!How can I treat guests now? In the end, I didn't lose my family's face.

Although that bastard is always forgetful, she has to admit that he is too smart, and his talent is not enough to describe the splendid rhetoric in his mind. Some people may believe that he is a fairy who fell from the sky.It can even make everyone envious and envious, but they have no choice but to bow down, with only admiration left in their minds.

Zhenzhen didn't like the woman who adopted her very much, but she had such a son that it was hard not to like, so Zhenzhen could only temporarily convince herself: I succumbed to that woman only because Azhi was so pleasing Huanxi, I don't care about anything else, I just treat her like air.

Suddenly there was the sound of reciting poems from a pavilion not far ahead. Although the sound was not loud, she couldn't hear what kind of outrageous poems she was reciting, but she heard the confident and arrogant tone—it wasn't her own Cao Zhi. Who could it be?

"A Zhi!" Immediately, all the unhappiness was forgotten, she called Cao Zhi's name, waved the purse in her hand excitedly, and ran up the pavilion quickly.

She didn't want her feet to slip suddenly, and she didn't take precautions all at once. She only had time to say "ah" before falling to the steps, and she fell firmly and gnawed on the mud.

Immediately there was a burning pain in the knee and chin, and the bones in the whole body seemed to be falling apart. Zhenzhen couldn't help cursing the muddy overnight.

Just as she was struggling to get up, a pair of white and clean hands appeared in front of her eyes, with slender and neat knuckles, which were especially youthful and powerful hands.

As soon as her heart moved, she held it without hesitation, using this strength to stabilize the center and slowly stood up, and raised her head gratefully to glance at the kind-hearted man.

With just one glance, she froze.

"Ah... Brother Yun?"

Zhen Zhen blinked in a daze, then immediately lowered her head in shame and anger.

Damn it, why is it right in front of Xun Yun every time he makes a fool of himself!He was unbiased, and he saw everything clearly at a glance.

"Miss Cao, remember to be more careful when you walk next time, don't be so rash." But he looked at her with a smile as if he didn't care what she thought, his crescent eyes added a bit of childishness, in his handsome face The face is too good-looking.

At this time, Cao Zhi heard the voice and rushed over, looked Zhen Zhen up and down, couldn't help but burst out laughing: "What's wrong with you, why are your hands and face black? You are going to die, why don't you change these things quickly?" Dirty clothes, be careful not to piss off your mother."

Zhen Zhen was immediately upset, and regardless of whether Xun Yun was watching the show, she pointed at Cao Zhi with her hands on her hips and scolded: "You still have the nerve to blame me! If you didn't forget to take the money yourself, why should I suffer this trip? It's not all your fault!"

"Cough cough." Cao Zhi held his nose, glanced at Xun Yun beside him with vague eyes, tilted his head and smiled badly, and blinked at Zhen Zhen inexplicably.

It was only then that Zhen Zhen realized that her bad temper was fully exposed in front of Xun Yun again, her face couldn't hold back immediately, her cheeks were burning hot, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Go and change your clothes!" Cao Zhi reminded.

Zhen Zhen stuck out her tongue, then hurriedly lowered her head, and was about to run away full of shame, when Xun Yun called in a low voice: "Miss Cao."

She stopped immediately, stopped in a daze, turned around and looked at him with questioning eyes, temporarily hiding the fluctuating emotions in her heart deep in her eyes.

"Miss Cao, put on my outer clothes first, you are wearing a little thin today, don't catch a cold." He smiled lightly, brushing a speck of dust from the corner of his clothes.

Jian'an five years, eventful autumn.

Cao Cao used Xun You to attack Yanjin and Qingqi to cover up the white horse, and sent Guan Yu to kill Yuan Shao's general Yan Liang.Pretending to abandon the luggage to lure Yuan Jun to snatch it, he made a surprise attack and counterattacked. General Wen Chou, who came to support the rebellious army, was also defeated and killed.

In the battle of the white horse, Cao Jun returned with a great victory. Just as he was feasting for three days to celebrate his victory, Guan Yu said that his great favor had been repaid, and he left without saying goodbye. He only took away the red rabbit horse bestowed by Cao Cao, and the rest remained unchanged. Completely return to Zhao.

"If I had met Yun Chang before Liu Xuande, would it be me, Cao Mengde, who would swear allegiance to the death today and follow him thousands of miles away?" South window.

Through the past, there are continuous undulating mountains covered by clouds and smoke, which separate the endless sight.

A Sheng didn't know how to comfort him, but he could put himself in his place to understand his mood, and put his hand on his shoulder: "I think, if Guo Jijiu Xun Lingjun and the others were in Liu Bei's army, they would definitely follow you thousands of miles like Guan Yunchang."

"Yes." Cao Cao nodded, and then gently put his palms on hers, with a heavy tone as if recalling the past, "They ran from Yuan Benchu ​​to help me, and abandoned the lord who had the most hope of unifying the world and came to vote for me. I will never forget in my life, how they stood outside my camp, wearing snow-covered cloaks, smiling and calling me Minggong."

He didn't wear court clothes or armor. He wore a black robe that was simple and clean. It was full of the elegant and bright sunlight in March. It felt soft to the touch. Through the thin fabric, she could feel his body temperature close to her own. and well-defined shoulders.

Couldn't help rubbing it a few more times, he couldn't help holding back his laughter and let her touch her, but the words in his mouth were still serious, and even changed a more serious tone: "So alone, only when you become the blessing of the people in the world, can you be counted. I'm sorry they called me this statement."

"Minggong—"

A Sheng called out suddenly, deliberately prolonging the ending, and then blinked.

"how?"

"This title sounds nice." Especially when it is called from people like Guo Jia and Xun Yu, who are tall and tall and have a gentle demeanor.

Maybe it would be very disharmonious for Xu Chu to call it that way, so it would be better for him to call the lord loudly and happily.

But Jia Xu would probably only call him "Sikong", and then folded her sleeves and looked down at the floor tiles made of bluestone slabs. Although he had not yet surrendered to the emperor, she could almost imagine the scene.

Thinking of this, she asked, "What official will you give Jia Xu?"

"Emperor Guangwu once said that an official should hold Jinwu, so naturally he can't be treated badly, and giving him a title of Marquis can't be regarded as unremarkable."

A small fly flew in and swayed aimlessly in front of him. A Sheng blew it away with a light breath, and laughed: "I'm afraid it won't satisfy Jia Wenhe."

Cao Cao's long and narrow eyes slowly narrowed. At this time, he was often more like a cunning fox, with the tidal moonlight lingering at the end of his eyes.Darkness and light fluctuate vertically and horizontally, casting staggered bright or dim on the outline, tracing subtle lines, and even reluctant to leave it.

His tone slowed down: "It should be enough for now. I am not stingy, but Gu really only needs his brain that is smart enough. As for his loyalty, Jia Wenhe has always left him alone, and Gu has no hope." get."

"After all, not everyone is like Guo Jijiu."

"There can only be one Fengxiao in the world, and there is no one else." He looks as gentle as the moonlight now, and I don't know if he has been infiltrated. When Guo Jia's name is mentioned, his tone is like a sycamore tree washed under the moon The branches and leaves are as sparse as they are tainted with softness, "If everyone was like him, then it wouldn't be Guo Fengxiao."

"If everyone can sacrifice wine to Guo, then you may not be able to give away any official position in your hand. Everyone will be satisfied as long as they can get a pot of plum wine, and they don't want anything else."

Just after the voice came from his ear, he chuckled, Ah Sheng stretched out his fingers to touch the moonlight soaked in the corners of his eyes, as soft as water, and the dark eyelashes trembled from time to time due to intentional or unintentional caressing, which made people feel itchy.

She couldn't help thinking—what would Guo Jia look like when he sat opposite him?

Could it be just like this moment, when the soft fingertips brush Cao Cao's eyes gently, the two foxes, one big and one small, laugh at each other knowingly, laughing at each other for a good plan that came out of nowhere?

fox.

She suddenly realized that it was no wonder that these two people always gave others a very similar feeling in some places. It turned out that they were always similar to foxes in essence or temperament.

Thinking in my mind, I unconsciously said the words in my mouth, muttering to myself: "No wonder, it looks so similar..."

Seeing her lost in thought, Cao Cao opened and closed her lips to mutter something, and lowered her head curiously: "What does it look like?"

"Like," she didn't realize the inappropriateness of her words, and she said to herself, as if she was simply talking to herself, "like a fox demon who has been practicing in the mountains for more than a thousand years, just a newcomer to the world and a long-term experience in the world. , but he is much deeper and more mature than us mortals, don't you think his eyes..."

"What's wrong with the eyes?" He suppressed a smile, looking eager to ask the next question.

"We can always see through the fog that we don't even know. It's as light as autumn smoke, so clear that you can see the bottom at a glance, but if you really look carefully, it's as cold as ice that freezes when dripping in winter nights. I know even an inch of what he is thinking in his heart."

"Only Gu knows." There was an unconcealable smile in his tone.

The fingers climbed up his face again along the neck, and then touched the sharp eyebrows and eyes, like the sharp edge of a knife. ——His usual face has always been stern, so when he is gentle, he is even more abnormally gentle, like the sun that temporarily hides its sharpness.

They said that Jian'an celebrities have the style of the Central Plains. Cao Cao is like the best Jian'an literati at the moment. His decisiveness is hidden behind the truth that the world doesn't know.

She used her fingertips to outline the shape of his eyes, which were almost narrow and long curves, and she couldn't help laughing: "Ah, look, your eyes are also very similar to Xiao Guo's, they are the slender eyes that only foxes can have."

He didn't mind the itching coming from the sensitive part of his face, and he grabbed her free wrist with a very thin hand: "Although I said so, Fengxiao's is more like peach petals, burning in spring Its flowery and charming unique flower—"

"Xiao Guo Junshi." He stopped suddenly, and repeated it carefully and playfully, "It's a wonderful title, very kind, and I will call him that again next time."