If you want to beat a hot search, the best way is to create another bigger hot search.

Then use a massive water army to top the second hot search at the fastest speed.

Later generations of certain groups almost instinctively operated on this kind of operation.

Even if there is no hot search, you must forcibly create a hot search.

For example, my cat and dog?

In a sense, the wind comments of this era are actually a kind of hot search.

may be for people in the Three Kingdoms era, the wind review is already a high-level operation.

But for Feng Tingshi, that is the operation of a child.

Without the hot search of a large number of water armies, there is no soul.

Coincidentally, Feng Tingshi happened to have a group of sailors on hand.

Professional that way.

There is also a door-to-door ......

So Feng Tingshi decided: "In a few days, I will hold a banquet to wash the dust of Wenxuan." ”

General Guan asked curiously, "Why do you choose a few days later?" ”

Feng Tingshi smiled: "Isn't Uncle Liao also about to arrive?" Just when the time comes, together. ”

In the past few days, it is just right for Cao San to feel the profound literary atmosphere of Feng Thorn's mansion.

For example, when Cao San got up in the morning, he heard a milky voice reciting a poem next door:

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. ”

Although it is a child's voice, and even the words are not very clear, but you can hear a little bit of the charm of Luoxia.

This surprised Cao Sanji.

What surprised him even more was the poems that the children memorized.

This poem is very clear and clear, Cao Sanjiu is by Cao Zhi's side, and it can be regarded as a little literary, but at this time, I was stunned.

At this time, although it is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the ground in Liangzhou is cold, and the residual flowers in the yard have just fallen, and the branches are green.

As the sun rises, the birds are jumping among the buds.

Poetry is good, meaning timeless.

This scene is just in line with the poem.

Cao San stood in the courtyard, and a faint sense of melancholy arose in his heart.

At the same time, he also aroused curiosity, which child next door was reciting poems?

At this time, only a man's voice was heard: "Yes, Shuangshuang, do you see?" You're a sister, why can't you even compare to your own brother? ”

When Cao Sanyi heard this voice, he was shocked: It turned out to be Feng Langjun!

He hesitated a little, secretly thinking that this poem sounded like a first-class article, Chen Wang often commented on the poem, but he never heard him mention it, could it be Feng Langjun's new work?

Although he felt that eavesdropping was a bit rude, Cao San still involuntarily walked to the wall and listened carefully.

At this time, only a girl's voice was heard: "Spring sleep is not aware, everywhere ...... ...... everywhere"

The girl memorized the first sentence fluently, but the next sentence stammered, and she couldn't recite it "everywhere" for a long time.

At this time, Feng Langjun prompted a word: "Smell." ”

"Everywhere I heard...... Smell ......"

Feng Langjun sighed: "What do you smell?" ”

"Mosquitoes!"

"What mosquitoes? Where do mosquitoes come from? ”

Although he couldn't see Feng Langjun's face, Cao San estimated that he shouldn't be able to see anywhere.

"Last night, I was bitten by a mosquito!" The girl replied confidently, "My mother didn't sleep with me, and the adults didn't tell me about the past, so I knew to go to my aunt...... Hmmm......"

"Auntie, let's not carry it, okay?"

Feng Langjun begged for mercy angrily.

Cao San, who eavesdropped on the root of the wall, almost laughed out loud, the Central Plains rumored that Feng Langjun was ruthless and slaughtered countless people, who would have thought that there would be such a side?

Afraid that he couldn't help laughing, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand and tiptoed away.

After returning to the house, doubts arose in my heart: What does this little aunt and grandmother mean?

But that's not what matters at this point.

He summoned his subordinates and fetched pen and ink.

A pen is a good pen, and paper is even better paper.

This kind of good paper, in the Central Plains, only the top rich and noble families are qualified to use it.

I didn't expect Feng Langjun to be in the mansion, and he could use it at will.

Cao San sighed with emotion, and then picked up the pen and wrote: "Spring sleep is not aware, everywhere? ”

"What's going on here?"

Cao San thought about it for a long time, and suddenly found that he couldn't remember the second sentence at all.

Because at this time, all he remembered were the sentences when the girl was arguing with Feng Langjun.

"Everywhere I heard...... Mosquito? ”

He was so angry that he threw the pen!

The erector naughty boy mistook me!

I didn't even remember such good poems, Cao San was extremely remorseful, and at the same time seemed to have several claws scratching.

After the death of Emperor Wu, King Chen's ambition was not rewarded, and he could only devote himself to the study of the classics and articles over the years.

If this poem is really Feng Langjun's new work, when he returns, he has to find a way to ask Feng Langjun if he wants to come to the whole poem, and then King Chen will definitely be happy.

The next day, Cao San got up early and began to stroll in the small courtyard, in fact, always paying attention to the sound next door.

He originally thought that the girl didn't carry it well yesterday, and today Feng Langjun should let him carry it again.

Unexpectedly, what I heard this time was actually a woman's voice chanting:

"The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine. The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head. ”

It is written about the scenery in early summer.

It's more appropriate than yesterday's song.

Cao San subconsciously wanted to say "huh", but he didn't know that someone was faster than him:

"Huh? Where did you get this poem? How come I've never heard of it? ”

Another woman's voice rang out.

The woman who recited the poem said with a chuckle:

"Yesterday, they were both playful, catching dragonflies and butterflies in the yard to play, and after being seen by Ah Lang, he read this poem to her, saying that if she could memorize it, he would help her catch it."

"I didn't know that I had been carrying it for a long time, but I still couldn't memorize it, but I was on the side, but I recited it silently."

Cao San was shocked when he heard it!

This Feng Langjun, his literary talent is so terrifying?

His son was intelligent, and his wife and concubine were also familiar with memorizing poetry......

This, this is really ...... No wonder King Chen befriended him.

It's just that the two women next door said a few words, and their voices lowered, as if they were quietly tasting poetry, Cao San listened to it for a long time, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

It made his heart feel like dozens of claws were scratching.

Because this poem is a seven-sentence sentence, it is even more difficult to remember than yesterday's.

It's just the same as yesterday, he only read it once, and he just wanted to be silent, but he couldn't memorize it.

For the next three or four days, Cao San wandered around the yard every day, but there was no more poetry next door.

Only two children recited there, "Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate......

The text was certainly a good article, but it was not what he wanted to hear.

Because when he went to Hanzhong, many children in Hanzhong read this article.

So he knew that this was Feng Langjun's enlightenment essay specially written for the children of Shudi.

After a few days like this, if it weren't for the fact that someone would have delivered food and drink on time every day.

At the same time, Feng Langjun's order was also passed on, saying that he could move freely in Wuwei City, and Cao San thought that he had been forgotten.

He really couldn't hold it back, so he asked his subordinates to convey it on his behalf, asking to see Feng Langjun.

It was only after waiting for a long time that the next person came back to report that Feng Junhou was not in the city now.

Cao San couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but since Feng Langjun didn't want to see him, he didn't have a good way.

With the respect of King Chen, it is extremely rare to take the initiative to make a junior.

Now Feng Mingwen is reluctant to respond, which makes Cao San feel that this person is too arrogant.

He decided to ask for another meeting tomorrow, and if there was no response, he would simply resign.

It's just that what he never expected was that when the night was just dark, someone suddenly came to report:

"Cao Langjun, the prince is invited."

"Feng Langjun wants to see me at this time?"

Cao San was very surprised when he heard the news.

At this time, it was close to bedtime, why did Feng Langjun still want to see him?

Filled with doubts, he followed the attendant out of his room, through the corridor, and towards the front yard of the Thorn's Mansion.

As soon as I stepped into the front arch of the front yard, I saw that the lights were bright in front of me, and there was even a faint sound of bamboo.

It seems that Feng Langjun seems to be entertaining someone.

The waiter led Cao San to the door and said to the guards guarding outside:

"Please report to the prince, Cao's envoy has arrived."

One of the guards nodded, and turned to go in to report.

After a while, the guard came out again and said to Cao San:

"The prince has invited Cao's envoy."

Cao San became more and more puzzled.

The person who can make Feng Langjun banquet late at night must be an important person.

And he is just King Chen's subordinate, why did Feng Langjun let him come over?

He thought as he stepped into the banquet hall.

I saw that there were not many guests in the banquet hall, but the atmosphere was extremely warm.

The host, Feng Langjun, has left the master's seat and is holding a wine bottle, hooking his back with a masculine and handsome Langjun.

Looking at Feng Langjun's actions, Cao San knew that he had drunk too much nine times out of ten.

Seeing Cao San come in, Feng Langjun let go of the beautiful Langjun, holding the wine bottle in one hand and the wine jug on the case in front of him with the other, and walked over with a somewhat floating step.

Before the person arrived, a burst of wine was already blowing in his face:

"The Cao envoy is here? Come, come, I'll give you a drink. ”

Feng Langjun, who was already drunk and hazy, said as he poured the wine bottle in his hand full of wine and handed it to Cao San.

Cao San couldn't refuse, so he took it and said, "Thank you Feng Langjun." ”

Then drink it all.

Unexpectedly, this wine smelled extremely mellow, but as soon as it entered his throat, it burned like fire, making Cao San's eyes bulge and his mouth bulge.

It took a long time for him to let out a long breath and exclaim, "What a strong wine! ”

Feng Yong applauded: "Good! Readily! ”

Then another bottle was poured, and so on.

After Cao San drank three cups in a row, he felt that his stomach had been burned into a ball of fire, and it was like a wave churning.

Feng Yong laughed, threw away the wine bottle in his hand, and then pulled him forward:

"Come, come, wait for me to introduce a few relatives and friends to the messenger."

Cao San breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that if he took one more sip, the contents of his stomach would come flooding up.

"This is the governor of Liangzhou Thorn History, and he is also my elder, and he has been a famous family in Jingzhou for generations."

"Liao Hua Liao Yuanjian, I have seen Cao Messenger."

The eldest man in the hall bowed to Cao San.

"I've seen Liao Gong."

Cao San returned the salute a little dazed.

"This is also the chief of the Fuzhong, but the sergeant of Liangzhou, Jiang Wei and Jiang Boyo."

Cao San looked at it, and couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart: What a beautiful man!

"I've seen the Cao Messenger."

……

"This is Zhao Guang Zhao Erlang, the word is meaningful."

"It turned out to be the ghost general Zhao Langjun, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Cao San was taken aback and hurriedly saluted.

Three thousand iron horsemen rushed to 100,000, and the name of Zhao Ghost General is already in the Kanto region!

Cao San couldn't help but take a look at this Zhao Langjun, but saw that there was a slender scar on his face, but it did not affect his handsome color at all, but added two points of masculinity to him.

"This is Li Wenxuan......

……

After the introduction, Feng Yong burped, and then took a long breath:

"Today, I drink with celebrities and heroes, it is a happy thing in life, but I want to get drunk, but I am not happy, Cao envoy can know why?"

"I don't know."

Although Cao San was already a little drunk, and he was still sober, he was still a little inexplicable, and he didn't know why Feng Langjun wanted him to come over.

"But it's because of you, Cao Envoy!"

Feng Yong pointed at Cao San and said, "It's not a secret, if you only talk about articles, the people in the world are, in my eyes, but Er'er." ”

"Only Gongzi Cao can convince me, I also want to befriend Gongzi Cao for a long time, but I didn't expect Gongzi Cao to know me!"

"It's just a pity that I and Cao Gongzi didn't have a chance to meet after all, only separated by thousands of miles, and they were just friends! Hate? Regret? ”

Feng Yongyue said, the more excited he became, he dropped the wine jug in his hand, grabbed Cao San's shoulders, and stared at him with straight eyes:

"I set up a banquet to treat friends, but there is no Cao Gongzi here, it is really a regret in my heart, now I have a poem, I want you to take back Cao Gongzi, you have to remember it!"

Cao San's body was shocked, and he woke up a little from drinking, and hurriedly said:

"Obey Feng Langjun's orders!"

At the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart, if it weren't for the chaos in the world, Feng Langjun and King Chen should be friends who know each other and cherish each other.

Now they are thousands of miles apart, and they can't meet each other.

Thinking of this, Cao San sighed a little in his heart.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns; You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk......"

Just the first sentence of the opening is shocking.

Not to mention Cao San, even the four people present here were all shocked by their bodies!

Then they all stood up in unison, and their eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Yong, who was dancing in the middle of the banquet hall.

Then the same thought came to mind:

Such majestic poems are really something that only Feng Hou can do!

When they heard "I was born to be handsome, and my daughter will come back after being scattered", everyone clenched their fists, only to feel that the wind in their chests thundered, and they were agitated.

"Zhao Erlang, Jiang Boyo, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. A song with you, please listen to it for me! ”

When Zhao Guang and Jiang Wei heard this, their faces were already red and about to drip blood, and their nostrils suddenly opened.

Jiang Wei hurriedly bent down to pick up the wine bottle, raised it at Feng Yong, and then drank it all.

Zhao Guang held a bottle of wine in his hands and handed it to his brother.

It's been posted!

Brother, I don't know if this article has been passed down through the ages, but it will be passed down for centuries.

At that time, the name of Zhao Erlang will also be left in history with this article.

The corners of Feng Junhou's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Zhao Ergou with a complicated expression.

Nima's!

Lao Tzu let you leave your name in the world, you let me drink such a strong wine?

What about human nature?

It's just that in front of Cao San, Feng Junhou can only do everything.

At the moment, he was so bold that he leaned his neck.

"Color!"

Everyone else cheered.

……

When he heard Feng Yongnian say "King Chen used to feast peacefully, and fight wine for ten thousand years", Cao San only felt a rush of blood rushing to the heavenly spirit cover!

Although King Chen and Feng Langjun are not allowed to see each other, how many people can compare with this kind of friendship?

This hatred, this regret, it's really providence!

"What is the hatred of our generation, thousands of miles away to the king. Five-flowered horses, daughters and Qiu, Hu'er returned to the east to give wine, and sold eternal sorrow with you! ”

After reading it, Feng Yong sat on the ground and laughed wildly.

Cao San followed and crawled down, choking up:

"The villain implores the prince to write this article and let the villain send it to King Chen."

This was the first time he had called Feng Yongjunhou.

When Feng Junhou heard this, it was as if someone had suddenly choked his throat.

At the same time, his face became wonderful.

Feng's calligraphy is original, I'm afraid that Cao Gongzi can't understand it!

Cao San couldn't get a response from Feng Junhou for a long time, and was about to look up.

I only heard a "plop" sound, and then snoring loudly, it turned out that Feng Junhou fell asleep in court after being drunk.

Soon, two women walked in from the outside and blessed the crowd.

One of them spoke: "Everyone, the prince is drunk, and the lady has told the concubine to help the prince go back to rest, please take care of yourself." ”

"The second sister-in-law and the third sister-in-law just help my brother go back, and this place will be handed over to me."

Zhao Guang hurriedly patted his chest and said.

When Cao San heard this voice, he only felt very familiar: Isn't this the woman who recited poetry a few days ago?

He knew that it was Feng Hou's wife and concubine, and he didn't dare to raise his head at the moment, so as not to make a mistake.