However, Lu Bu stubbornly said that he had nothing on his mind, and Fei Qian and Zhang Liao saw that he refused to say, and it was useless to ask, and it was not easy to force it, so they let him go. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The state is poor, the people are small, the land is small, and the ethnic contradictions are deep......

These Fei Qian know, but the advantage that the state has over any other state is that there are fewer scholars in the state! After years of border wars, many scholars continued to move inward, so the more they looked north, the fewer they became.

Fei Qian said: "When I first came to Jingxiang from Luoyang, I also thought that with the rich land of Jingxiang, there were many outstanding scholars who could always find their own place and show their ambitions, but when I really arrived in Jingxiang, I found that many things were not what I wanted to do, and I still needed others to ......think about it."

"It's barren, but it's relatively simple...... Fei Qian said.

Everyone has their own ideas, but the same favorite thing to do is to put their own ideas on other people's heads, telling you that you can't do it here, you have to do it, where you can't do it, you have to do that, it's like layers of spider silk that are wrapped up on top of each other, it's annoying, and finally binds your fists and feet.

Lu Bu saw that Fei Qian's attitude towards Bingzhou was quite resolute, and he didn't say anything more, but slapped his thigh, got up and kicked to get a ring knife, put it on Fei Qian's table, and said: "This is a saber used in Bingzhou, and it was given to the virtuous brother, and when I arrived in Wuyuan, Yunzhong, Yanmen, Shuofang and other places, I Lu Bu Lu Fengxian still has some fame......

After Lu Bu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Fei Qian to express his gratitude or anything, he ran back and picked up a few pots of wine and said, "Since Ziyuan's intention to go has been decided, then it should be practiced today!" Come on, one pot per person, and there will be one after drinking! Haha......" After speaking, he took the lead in pouring wine, making it clear that he would not get drunk today.

Fei Qian was a little helpless, although it was a surprise to get a Lu Bu's sword, but why did he have to fight with Lu Bu every time he wanted to leave Luoyang?

Zhang Liao also smiled, brought a bowl of wine, touched Fei Qian, and said: "Boping is leading the troops outside, or he will come to practice for you, besides, Ziyuan will go to Bingzhou, but he can't drink......

Gotta drink it.

Although Lu Bu was tough, he was obviously still very serious, saying that he was practicing for Fei Qian, but in fact, he poured the most, and it didn't take long for him to be a little drunk......

Lu Bu suddenly, he gently patted the table with his hand, and sang a song, his rough voice was strong and loud, but it seemed to be in the dialect of the Bingzhou generation, although Fei Qian felt that the singing was not bad, but he couldn't understand a word.

Zhang Liao leaned over and said in a whisper: "Wen Hou is afraid that he has a favorite person...... This song is a local love song of Jiuyuan......"

Lu Bu? Someone you like? Diao?

Fei Qian was taken aback, is there really a Diao Chan? I thought there was no such person! Then do you want to remind Lu Bu? After all, no matter what Lu Bu says, he is still very good to himself.

But if he said it, if he didn't say that Lu Bu would listen to it or not, he wouldn't be able to explain it himself......

Lu Bu hasn't said a word until now!

After thinking about it, Fei Qian and Zhang Liao whispered: "Brother Wenyuan, if you have the opportunity, you should persuade Wen Hou...... After all, with the current status of Wen Hou, there are not many women who can still be so embarrassed......"

Zhang Liao nodded silently.

Lu Buha, that's all I can do, but even if you and Diao Chan really do that, except for the addition of a new infamy, it seems, well, probably, it's okay......

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Cai Yan walked into the study with a stack of papers in his arms, put the paper in his arms on Cai Yong's desk, and said, "Father, there is only so much I can remember about the geography of Bingzhou...... It's all to blame for the little junior brothers, they all packed the books and left......"

Cai Yong ignored Cai Yan's complaints, but put down the pen, picked up the paper and looked at it, and said, "Zhongping will be gone after four years?" ”

Cai Yan said "um", then turned to Cai Yong's side, stretched out his head to look curiously at what his father was writing, and replied: "It seems that Zhongping has not reported it again after four years...... Father, are you writing a recital? ”

Cai Yong looked at the geography of Bingzhou written by Cai Yan, and replied casually: "Yes, Ziyuan's assimilation strategy has some merits, and my father wants to write it down and report it to the imperial court......"

Cai Yan watched Cai Yong write half of the recital, frowned when he looked at it, and said with some hesitation: "Father, this recital ...... Who is it intended for? ”

"Naturally, it is written to the ...... of heaven," Cai Yong said halfway, but he raised his head sharply and froze.

If it is given to the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven is only ten years old, and whether he can read it and understand it is another question, whether this piece of music can reach the hands of the Son of Heaven is a question.

If it was for Dong Zhuo, Dong Zhuo would naturally have no problem understanding it, but now Dong Zhuo, who is Xiangguo, will be interested in this piece of music? Obviously not, after all, nothing is as big as moving the capital at the moment.

So for whom?

Cai Yong thought about it, but sighed slightly, picked up the pen and continued to write, and then said slowly: "When I finish writing, you can copy a copy of this chapter, and let people give it to Ziyuan along with these local chronicles......"

"Oh." Cai Yan responded, and did not wait for Cai Yong to finish writing, but went to the side, pulled a piece of paper, lifted a thin thread, dipped it twice in the ink pool, and wrote out the Cai Yong recital he had just seen......

Cai Yong writes stroke by stroke, strong and powerful, although he is not slow to write, but after all, he still has to think about the choice of words, so the speed of writing is not fast; In contrast, Cai Yan is like a flying pen, although it is fast, but the words are elegant and delicate, revealing a smart atmosphere......

After Cai Yan wrote a paragraph, he ran to Cai Yong's side to take a few looks, and then came back and continued to write silently, and in the end, the two people took almost the same amount of time to finish writing together.

Cai Yong smiled and asked, "Yan'er, have you finished writing too?" Didn't even look at what I wrote in the last paragraph. ”

Cai Yan wrinkled his nose and said disdainfully: "Every time the last paragraph of the chapter is about the same, you don't need to read it, I don't believe my father to see it yourself, is there any difference?" ”

Cai Yong walked over and took a look, and found that except for a few different words, there was no big difference in the meaning or the overall connection, so he couldn't help twisting his beard and laughing: "My son is really smart, it's really the same!" ”

"That's nature!" Cai Yan was praised by his father, and he was also happy, and said with a smile.

Cai Yong smiled on his face, but sighed in his heart, the son of heaven, there is only so much I can do, although you may not be able to see this letter, but as a courtier, you still have to write it......