After listening to the pottery merchant's proposal, Yuan Shao went back to explain the situation to Wang Yun, and he told Wang Yun that there were too many ministers, and they all belonged to any prince, and the pressure on that prince would be too great, and the reputation was not very good.

Wang Yun was not very happy when he heard this at first, and he was quite dissatisfied with this way of breaking up, and the idea was obviously not from Yuan Shao's idea.

Wang Yun is not a fool, Yuan Shao stayed with the potter in private for a while, and when he came back, he said this method, and it was almost the same as the way the potter and Dong Zhuo divided the courtiers at the beginning, and he knew who gave Yuan Shaozhi a trick with his toes.

But thinking about it carefully, Wang Yun and the others don't have any capital to bargain with Yuan Shao at present, and compared to just now, Yuan Shao is also relieved, and he is not too pressing...... Moreover, Old Man Wang is also a third-generation old minister, and he also understands in his heart that if so many high-ranking officials are gathered in the territory of one prince, it will inevitably have too much influence on this prince, and it is really difficult to say what will happen in the future.

After all, Lao Situ also took a step back, and everyone compromised.

After arguing all night and making trouble all night, Wang Yun was also tired enough, so he immediately prepared to rest in Yuan Shaozhai for a day and go back the next day.

Cao Cao and the potters took their farewell to Yuan Shao and returned to their camp.

Seeing that the sky was already dark, the potter yawned and said to Cao Cao: "Brother Mengde, can we go back and rest...... Ah, yes! I have to go to Situ Mansion to pick up Diao Chan first...... I'm so tired after a night's toss. ”

Cao Cao looked very energetic, and said with a smile: "Brother Xian, let's accompany my brother to Luoyang City again, I still have some personal matters to do for my brother." It's not too late for you to pick up your Diao girl later. ”

The potter was sleepy and confused, and then he remembered that Cao Cao told him last night that he seemed to have a private matter to do when he came this time.

Since he agreed, he had no way to repent, and the potter dragged his heavy body and followed Cao Cao towards the city of Luoyang.

Although Luoyang City was plagued by Dong Zhuohao, the framework is still there, and now there are still a few remnants left here, but most of these people have no livelihood at the moment, all they can do is collect leftovers like walking dead in this ghost city...... It is no fun for people to live to this extent.

Along the way, dead bodies can be seen in almost every street and alley, and the streets are filled with refugees who have been left behind and have no means of livelihood, all unkempt and mournful, like wild dogs, desperately rummaging through the ruins of the streets and alleys, hoping to find a bite of cold preserved fruit that can barely survive another day...... This tragic scene, described in four words, is very appropriate.

Last night, it was too dark to see the tragic situation in Luoyang, and now under the sunlight, and then look at the tragic situation in this big city, everyone's hearts are as if they have poured a five-flavor bottle - very uncomfortable.

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Cao Cao remembered the days when he was young in Luoyang, and deep down in his heart he could never forget every day and night when he was young here.

"Brother Tao Xian......" Cao Cao said suddenly.

The potter turned his head and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Well, it's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to tell you a story." Cao Cao's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had thought of something from the past.

The potter looked at Cao Cao quietly, waiting for him to speak.

When I was young, I listened to Cao Cao say slowly: "In the third year of Xiping, Cao was first promoted as filial piety, entered Beijing as a lang, and was appointed as the governor of Luoyang North...... What a view. ”

The potter smiled and teased Cao Cao: "Brother Meng De is showing off with me?" ”

"Less interruption!" Cao Cao glanced at him and continued to recall: "At that time, Cao was still young, did not study studies, was willful, chivalrous, debauched, and did not cultivate conduct...... However, Cao has a lot of enthusiasm, just to serve the country and the people, and to be loyal to the Han family. ”

The potter pursed his lips, not knowing what to say about it.

After a pause, Cao Cao said again: "Now that I think about it, I was really immature at that time, as soon as Cao Moufang arrived, he set up a five-color killing stick in the yamen, saying that no matter who it is, regardless of his emperor's relatives and relatives, or the powerful and powerful, anyone who dares to violate the ban will be killed......"

The pottery merchant knew this allusion in later generations, and said with a toothy smile: "Later, the uncle of the great eunuch Jian Shuo was cut to death by Brother Meng De with a big stick for violating the ban on night walking. ”

Cao Cao was quite surprised when he heard this, and turned his head and said, "It turns out that you also know about this." ”

The potter nodded and said, "Tao has heard one or two. ”

"I didn't expect that I, Cao Cao, was so famous except for the matter of begging Dong...... Hahahaha, wonderful, wonderful! ”

Look at you.

After Cao Cao finished laughing, Tao Shang said with emotion: "Brother Meng De is not afraid of power and dares to act, Tao deeply admires...... To tell the truth, I really admire it. ”

Cao Cao shook his head and sighed: "Although it is a temporary righteousness, but now that I think about it, it is just Cao's good luck, when my father was in Beijing as the Great Honglu, ranked one of the Nine Qings, if it weren't for my father's face, with Cao's offending law, I am afraid that he would have been framed and died a long time ago." ”

The potter shook his head and said, "Having said that, whether it is because of the blessings of the ancestors or not, Brother Meng De's actions are still admirable, at least not every official eunuch is as fearless and fearless as a brother." ”

Cao Cao laughed slightly self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and said, "Fearless? …… It's a pity, those days have passed, and today's Cao is also an important town, and it is impossible to become the Cao Cao who dared to beat the powerful fifteen years ago. ”

Seeing that Cao Cao was lonely, the pottery merchant stretched out his hand across the horse and patted Cao Cao's shoulder, and comforted: "Whether it was offending the powerful in Luoyang at the beginning, or arguing with Yuan Meng's master outside the Tiger Prison later, or Brother Meng De, you want to lead the army to chase Dong Zhuo alone, you have done many things that ordinary people dare not do, in other words, I may not have such courage...... Brother Meng De lamented that the days when you could do it willfully have passed, but now you have gained more things, which is the price of maturity, when you get it, you are also losing some other things. ”

When Cao Cao heard this, his face was tired, and he smiled: "You are young, how can you say such vicissitudes of life, compared to Cao, it is surprising, I think Cao is still drunk in the brothel of the Qinglou when you are so old...... Alas, don't mention it! ”

The potter also seemed to have been aroused by Cao Cao...... I couldn't help but think of the days of my previous life, and looked up at the blue sky in the distance.

The life of the previous life, the modern days, relatives, parents, classmates and friends, as if they had all become a dream, was so ethereal, but so real.

Since calling this world, the biggest secret hidden in the heart, the potter has not been able to tell anyone, and he can't tell it, he can only hold it silently in his heart, as a later generation, the secret of rebirth must be rotten in the stomach, which is understandable...... But who can understand the pain of not being able to express and complain to others?

God is so cruel that he unknowingly let himself return to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty alone...... Carefully guarding this secret that he can't share with others, but he doesn't have any thoughts of his previous life to bring him ...... Even if it's a dog that crosses over to the next generation, it can at least make yourself mourn.

The potter is reminiscing about his secrets, and Cao Cao is also lamenting the past......

Cao Mengde looked up at the sky, thought for a long time, and suddenly said word by word:

However, Han XXII was not sincere.

Mu monkey and crown belt, know small and strong.

He hesitated and did not dare to decide, because he hunted the king.

Bai Hong is the sun, and he has also suffered first.

The thief holds the authority of the country, kills the lord and destroys Yujing.

Overthrew the emperor's foundation, and the temple was burned.

Sowing more and more westward migration, crying and walking.

The city of Zempolo, the micro-child is sad.

After reading a poem, I couldn't help but touch a certain nerve in the heart of the potter...... This is Cao Cao's "Pickled Dew Xing", I can't imagine that it will become a poem in this situation, the sadness and anger and mood in the poem of Shicai are completely because of the current tragic appearance in Luoyang, in this case, it can indeed fully express the grief and nostalgia in Cao Cao's heart.

The potter was infected by the context of Cao Cao's words, and there seemed to be a heavy stone blocked in his chest, which was accumulated in the cavity without vomiting or unhappiness.

When I was young, I listened to the potter's words and preach:

There are righteous people in the Kanto region, and they raise troops to fight against the murderers.

In the early days, the alliance was in Jin, and the heart was in Xianyang.

The forces of the army were uneven, and they hesitated and walked wildly.

Snobbery makes people fight, and heirs fight each other.

The title of Huainan brother is engraved in the north.

The armor is full of lice, and all surnames die.

The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

The people are left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines.

After reading a song "Songli Xing", the big stone on the potter's chest seemed to have just fallen, and it was indescribably hearty.

Cao Cao was stunned as he listened, and he couldn't come back for a long time.

"Tao ...... Brother Xian, did you make this poem? After a long time, Cao Cao opened his mouth in surprise to consult.

The potter looked at Cao Cao suspiciously, and subconsciously asked, "Shouldn't you have made this poem?" ”

Cao Cao was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn't help laughing: "Brother Tao is really joking...... However, the poem you made is very high, and it is quite the same as Cao's "Pickled Dew Xing" made by Cao Mou's suitable talent! ”

The potter couldn't help wiping his sweat when he heard this, and he felt that Boss Cao hadn't made this poem yet, so it was embarrassing...... It's over, on a whim, I plagiarized Brother Cao's poem......

"Brother Mengde...... Tao can't stand you...... I'm ashamed. ”

Of course, he should be ashamed to plagiarize other people's poems in front of the owner of the original poem...... It also makes people boast about it, this routine is not something that ordinary practitioners can't play at all.

The potter decided that he had to reflect on himself when he said anything...... Starve yourself as punishment.

"Brother Xian, is this poem famous?"

Brother Meng De smiled, this poem ...... It's called 'Songli Xing'. "The matter has been done, and the potter has no choice but to tell the truth.

"Songlixing?" Cao Cao frowned when he heard this, and said: "Well, Songli and Xulu were originally one, and they were collected in the poems of Yuefu in terms of phase and lyrics, which complemented Cao's poems...... However, the poems made by Brother Tao Xian are similar to Cao's words, so won't they fall behind? It's better to have another name...... Brother Xian made this poem in Luoyang, so it's better to call it Luoyang Xing, what do you think? ”

How's that! Not how!

The potter raised his hand and wiped the Han on his forehead, and said with a false smile: "Luoyang Xing...... Not rhyming enough...... The name is too tun. ”

Dare to say that the guy named Taitun, the first city of the Han Dynasty, the potter is estimated to be the first person in the ages.

Cao Cao didn't argue more about this matter, but applauded and sighed: "If you don't change it, you won't change it, it's all your own business, and the virtuous brother is free to ...... However, what surprised Cao Cao was that Brother Tao, you are not only a young man, but also a deep understanding of Yuefu, good at writing poetry, and you can really attract Cao's bosom friend...... Last time you made a seven-word sentence before the Tiger Prison Pass, Cao Mouben was still a little surprised, I expected that the virtuous brother was entrusted to do it on his behalf, but I didn't expect to see the true chapter of the virtuous brother today......"

"Wait." The potter hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Cao Cao's words, his eyes widened: "What kind of poem did I write in the Tiger Prison?" ”

Cao Cao said in surprise: "Brother Tao's own poems, why don't you remember them?" Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yumen Pass. The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken...... Isn't this the masterpiece of the Tao brothers, and now all the princes have spread it everywhere! ”

The potter said weakly: "That's my temporary idea, casually reciting two sentences to relieve boredom......"

This time it was Cao Cao's turn to be surprised.

"Can you make such a quatrain by reciting two sentences casually? How did you do that? Another day, you need to teach Cao! I'll go back and play with nothing. ”

The potter raised his left hand to cover his face...... It's so guilty.

Cao Cao smiled and asked: "Brother Xian, but there is still one thing I don't understand for my brother, your two sentences" Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass...... Qinghai Snow Mountain should refer to the Western Regions, right? …… And you were obviously under the Tiger Prison that day, why did you want to look at the Jade Gate? Isn't Yumen Pass in the land west of the river? ”

The potter pulled his face out of his palm and looked at Cao Cao weakly.

Half an hour later......

"Tiger Prison Pass...... The name is too tun. ”

Cao Cao suddenly realized and said, "It's because of Tun ...... Clear...... Brother Tao Xian, you are really a rare elegant person. ”