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Chapter seventy-one, the childish son of the water head compensated for the cake, and Yang Xiu of Yuyang Ye was angry
The early winter is cold, and the long grass is decaying. The cold wind on the river is fierce, a few wrecked boats across the river, among which the fishermen have long disappeared, or have become ownerless lonely boats, only the broken sails are hunting in the void, far away, but they can't hear it, the wind sweeps over the broken bamboo pipes on the boat, and makes a whining and whistling sound, like a wild ghost crying.
Two ragged and hungry teenagers were hunched over the water's edge, their trousers curled high, their bare shoulders, covered in mud, and although they shivered from the cold, they grinned around half a bamboo basket.
In the bamboo basket, there is a shallow puddle, and a small fish with the size of a palm swims back and forth with its tail.
After being busy for a long time, they only got this, which was obviously not enough to fill their stomachs, but the two of them were still excited.
At this moment, the sound of golden drums faintly came from the wind, and the clouds and mist rose in the distance, and the young boy raised the back of his hand, covering the sun's rays to look out, and said, "Brother, there is going to be a strong wind." You heard the thunder, and there were strange clouds coming over there. ”
The older boy's face changed greatly, and he threw half of the bamboo strip into the water quickly, and the little fish slid out of the water, and the young boy was stunned, and then he cried loudly, and sat down in the muddy water with his buttocks, and hissed and cried: "My fish......!
The grass is long and there are no stones, and the four wildernesses are uninhabited. The two children are trying to survive in the wilderness, digging birds' eggs, eating roots, mushrooms, fish and shrimp, and have not been able to find food for many days recently. This little fish, for them, is not just a small fish.
The younger brother sat in the mud, kicked his feet wildly, let out a heart-rending cry, his yellow face turned red, and rolled himself into a loach. The little face was a mess, and he couldn't tell the difference between muddy water and tears. His brother's face was pale, and he pinched his brother's equally thin arm, trying to pull him up, but his brother couldn't stop crying. The elder brother gritted his teeth, slapped him hard, and took advantage of his startled to pick him up and run. There was a tremor in his voice: "Brother, what kind of dark cloud is that! That's the army, it's the army that kills people!"
The younger brother came to his senses and ran forward with his brother, but it was too late. At the sound of the whistle, the heavily armored cavalry rushed over, like a dog and eagle playing with a rabbit, and surrounded the two. The dust and sand in the rear were heavy, and the black pressure pressed the army that could not be seen, and it was pouring all over the field.
The honor guard was lined up, and everyone gathered around a middle-aged man with thin eyes and long beard and awe-inspiring eyebrows, and a one-eyed and fierce-looking man at the head of the cavalry team saluted him: "Prime Minister, it's just two wild children." ”
The middle-aged man has a majestic face and extraordinary momentum, it is Cao Cao.
Cao Cao saw the second son sitting on the ground, the younger one kept sobbing, holding back tears, a pair of flexible black eyes embedded in the mud face, kept looking at everyone, the older one was also thin, but he protected his younger brother behind him, gritting his teeth and glaring at them. Both of them were frightened in their eyes, but they stopped crying.
Cao Cao glanced at it and said coldly: "Come on, give him two brown cakes." With that, he jumped off the horse, stood on the boulder by the water, and walked to the center of the river to break the boat, contemplating.
The soldier gave the two young men cakes and was about to drag them away, when the older child suddenly knelt on the ground: "You don't kill us and eat meat...... but to him who gives us food, you are a good man. Can you ...... Take me and my brother?" he saw the cannibalistic army when he was a child, and the stories he told his brother were the same, and it was his brother who knew how to stop crying and run away.
Cao Cao straddled the stone, looked into the distance, pressed his sword in one hand, and did not answer the child's words. A soapy green robe swayed in the wind, I don't know what I'm thinking.
At this time, a person with a pepper orchid on his waist and a gentleman with a crown came out of the crowd, and the young man and his younger brother smelled the aroma from the wind at the same time.
The elegant man pointed to the bamboo strip by the water and smiled: "The prime minister is not a good person. He has scared away your fish, and he will pay for it. ”
Cao Cao looked back when he heard this, his eyes were as bright as electricity, and he sneered: "Wen Ruo knows me." ”
Xun Yu bowed down: "Don't dare." ”
Seeing that he was about to be pulled away by the soldiers, the young man hurriedly struggled and shouted, "Let me follow you!
His younger brother tugged at his brother's broken sleeve and said hurriedly: "He's not a general! You didn't listen to them, he's the prime minister!"
Cao Cao's angry face suddenly cracked, and he laughed dryly. He raised his chin and glanced at another person who looked like a Confucian scholar: "Zhongde, you can arrange it." ”
Cheng Yu was so shrewd, his eyes rolled, and he immediately understood the lord's thoughts and ordered to go down. The two famine teenagers, the eldest one was sent to the Tiger Guard Camp for child training, and the younger one was sent to the inner servant.
The two children cheered happily, held hands intimately, and were taken down by their own soldiers. Cao Cao looked at the backs of the two teenagers, pointed with a leather whip in his hand, and his eyes were far away: "Look, don't you look like them?"
Xun Yu was stunned for a moment, then understood what he said, shook his head and said: "Shizi and Brother Huan are nine years apart, but these two brothers are of the same age, not alike. ”
Yang Xiu, the chief bookkeeper, blinked his eyes, and deliberately sighed: "How can tiger cubs be like dogs? These two children are just stubborn things in the countryside, how can they compare to the two sons of Jin Yu Arc Zhang?
Xun Yu and the others saw him acting like this, and they glanced at each other, and they were a little displeased.
Cao Cao was furious, frowning and reprimanding: "What is the mourning! But a fool, how can I indulge in mourning for a long time! It's just that this place has damaged my beloved general Dian Wei, so I have to be hurt." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows, brushed his sleeves and shook his clothes, and ordered to suspend the return to Xudu, garrison soldiers and horses on the spot, set up a sacrificial feast, and hang the souls of the dead all night.
Yang Xiu's eyes were full of astonishment, and he didn't understand how to make Cao Cao unhappy. Throughout the strategists, he is smart and clever, never forgetful, extremely favored by Cao Cao, and most importantly, he has always been the best at speculating on the thoughts of the lord, and the things that are flattered are tried and tested. But he didn't expect that the mention of Cao Ang this time would make Cao Cao very angry, as if he had said something wrong.
Turning his head, and seeing Xun Yu's sarcastic expression, Yang Xiu snorted angrily and turned to leave.
Xin said: "The prime minister is so hypocritical this time! This time he went south, mobilized a lot of troops, attacked Zhang Xiu, lost his troops and worked hard, and after several victories and defeats, it was easy to take Nanyang. If you say that it is not for the purpose of avenging your son, who will believe it? I advise him to mourn for a good life, what is wrong? I really don't know the hearts of good people!"
Xiahoudun and the others glanced at each other, and they all understood why Yang Xiu had touched the mold. What do you say about mourning for no reason? No one is dead, do you want to curse and kill the son of the world!
Xun Yu happened to be one of the people in the know, so he lowered his head and touched his nose, feeling that Yang Xiu was not wronged at all.
But it was said that Master Yang was walking forward angrily, and suddenly heard a snickering on the right, he was dumbfounded, and scolded: "Who is making fun of me there?"
Speaking of which, although Yang Xiu is young, he has great prestige in the army. Because he was born with a genius, he can see ten lines at a glance, never forget, and has some cleverness, so he was favored by Cao Cao, and no one provoked him on weekdays.
The voice fell, but I saw a person turn out from behind the camp, holding a bamboo fan, a black robe and soap yarn dress, dignified and heavy, with hidden eyebrows, clearly dressed as a scholar, but there was a strange majesty and domineering.
"Are you ......" Yang Xiu was stunned, "Jia Wenhe?" The anger on his face disappeared most of the time, he didn't think that Jia Xu would be bored to mock himself.
Since the day Jia Xu surrendered, he has been obscure, hiding the light like a jade, hidden among the crowd, not arrogant or obvious, but for some reason, Cao Cao, Xun Yu and others have shown him a very high respect. Even Yang Xiu, who didn't know the situation clearly, also respected this person a little.
Jia Xu smiled: "Dezu, you are not in a good mood today, I am entrusted by the prime minister to teach you a good one." ”
As soon as Yang Xiu heard what "teach you to be obedient", even if he wanted to turn his face and scold, but he listened to Cao Cao's orders, he had to say stupidly: "Jia Wenhe, what do you have to say? Prime Minister He asked me to tell me." ”
Jia Xu shook his fan: "According to your intelligence, you should know why the prime minister's temperament has changed drastically, and he is eager to wave his army south and fight Zhang Xiu." Since the wreck of Wancheng, the morale of Cao's army has declined, but Zhang Xiu's morale has risen sharply, and he has united with Liu Biao in Jingzhou, which is a big situation for a while. But the prime minister ignored your and other admonitions, and had to take down Zhang Xiu, just because of his eldest son Cao Ang. ”
Yang Xiu said: "That's right! So today I saw that the prime minister was worried, so I persuaded him to mourn ......" Suddenly, his voice paused, his eyes froze, and something flashed in his mind, and he couldn't catch it in time.
Jia Xu squinted at him: "I still remember that at the beginning of this battle, Cao's army was disordered, the art of war was excessive, and there were many defeats. But it didn't take long for Prime Minister Cao Cheng to sit firmly in the Chinese army, calm and calm, and use soldiers like a god, and Zhang Xiu was defeated. If the prince really died in Wancheng, he would be in a state of confusion, how could he defeat the combined forces of Zhang Xiu and Liu Biao, and he would have lost his armor and returned to the capital of Xu ......."
Yang Xiu's mouth was slightly open, and his face was shocked: "You...... You mean......"
Jia Xu nodded: "After the battle in Wancheng, Zhang Xiu and Liu Biao formed an alliance. I heard that before Prime Minister Cao Cheng sent troops, Xun Wenruo had bitterly persuaded him not to attack Zhang Xiu. ”
Yang Xiu remembered that there was such a thing, and he also agreed with Xun Yu's strategy at that time: "If we don't fight Zhang Xiu, Zhang Xiu and Liu Biao will form an alliance without external pressure, and it will not last long, and they will fight each other due to conflicts of interest, and then the prime minister can sit back and reap the benefits; ”
Jia Xu's fan paused on his chest, and his eyes shone brightly: "That's right." However, Prime Minister Cao Cheng's wise man still couldn't resist the pain of losing his son, forcibly integrated the army, took great risks, and waved his army south - and, from the beginning of the revenge heart, to step by step, finally won the battle against Zhang Xiu. ”
Yang Xiu suddenly patted his head, and said "Ah": "I know!"