Chapter 579: Reciting poems to relieve pain

After settling down the various affairs, Sun Ce spread out the jewelry and cloth that were going to be distributed to the beauties, picked some and put them away first, and prepared to leave them for Sister Yuan Quan. Yuan Quan is too concerned about the overall situation, Yuan Heng is young, and he is probably embarrassed to take it, but no matter what, their sisters' identities are different, and they still have to be different.

As Sun Ce expected, when he asked Yuan Quan to pick up things, Yuan Quan politely refused, and only let Yuan Heng follow Sun Ce. Sun Ce persuaded him twice, and seeing that Yuan Quan's face was not very good, he hurriedly asked, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

Yuan Quan's face was red and white for a while, he squeaked and didn't speak, and there was some indescribable apology in his eyes when he looked at Sun Ce. Yuan Heng wanted to say, but was stopped by Yuan Quan, and he was anxious on the side. Sun Ce was also anxious. "What the hell is going on? Even if my sister regrets it, she can say it bluntly, is it possible that I can still force you to fail? This stuffiness in my heart, doesn't it make people anxious. ”

"It's really nothing, it's just...... I might be no-showing. Yuan Quan lowered his head and said, "I'm ...... Not very convenient. ”

Sun Ce stared at Yuan Quan for a moment, saw a bowl of steaming ginger tea on the table next to him, and saw her quietly pressing her lower abdomen with one hand, as if he understood something. "Sister...... Came to relatives? ”

"What...... Relatives? ”

"Alas, it's a menstrual affair."

"Isn't it, it's not a coincidence." Yuan Quan took a breath of cold air and said, "Come to relatives...... Is it the common saying of your Wu people? ”

Sun Ce was also a little embarrassed, there was no such thing in Wu Yu, he covered up a few words. "Have you ever asked a healer?"

"There are no good healers in the camp." Yuan Quan waved his hand. "It's okay, my own body knows it, and it will be fine in a few days. It's just that...... Alas, I was a little uncomfortable yesterday, I thought I was tired from the journey, I didn't think about it, I didn't expect it to be ...... in the middle of the night Sun Lang, look ......"

Sun Ce shook his head. "I thought it was a big deal. Sister, if the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight? The days to come will be long, not in these days or two. You...... Doesn't it hurt? ”

"Well, it's been like this all the time, every time it hurts to death, the time is uncertain, sometimes early, sometimes delayed, this time it's five or six days early. If the two love for a long time, how can it be morning and twilight, good sentences, good sentences, who wrote this? ”

Sun Ce blinked. "I forgot, a scholar, I can't remember the name."

"It's a pity that you can't remember your name when you're so literate. If you can read his article, maybe you can still have a snack, and it won't hurt so much. ”

"Reading articles can also relieve pain?"

"Good article can. When I was in Luoyang before, I used to read "Chu Ci" and "Lisao", and occasionally read articles from the world. ”

Sun Ce suddenly had an idea. "Is Cai Bojiao's article okay?"

"Mr. Cai is a great Confucian in the world, and his articles are of course good, and I often read them at that time."

"You wait." Sun Ce turned around and walked out of the tent, returned to his big tent, and found some of Cai Yong's manuscripts from a box. This was copied from Cao Cao's house, and it should have been played by Cao Cao often. Cao Cao and Cai Yong had a very close relationship, and his poems were well written due to Cai Yong's part. Sun Ce didn't care what the manuscript was, anyway, there were words, they all picked it up and returned to Yuan Quan's tent.

Yuan Quan looked through it, and with some regret, he took out a scroll of slips from it. "Except for these few articles, they are all old works that I have read."

Sun Ce looked at it and smiled. "I'm afraid this is not Cai Bojiao's work, but Cao Mengde's work." Although he doesn't know much about poetry, he has paid attention to Cao Cao, and this "Guan Shandu" in Yuan Quan's hand is the first poem in Cao Cao's collection, since it is written together, the other poems should also be Cao Cao's own works. Yuan Quan was a little surprised and looked at it. "I didn't expect Cao Mengde to be so worried about the country and the people, but he looked away."

Sun Ce smiled: "Well, there are really not many people in this world who know him. Forget it, although his poem is good, I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to read now. Why don't I recite a poem to you? ”

"You can also recite poems?" Yuan Quan blurted out.

Sun Ce smiled: "It sounds like my sister looks down on me a little." I can't do it, but I can still memorize a few songs. Okay, I'll recite a song, and as long as you haven't heard it, you can kiss me, how about it? ”

Yuan Quan glanced at Sun Ce and couldn't help laughing. "A dignified general, he is not in shape, and he is not afraid of people's jokes."

"So, you agreed? You can't cheat. I'll recite the song to you first. Sun Ce sat cross-legged on the seat, took Yuan Quan over, and hugged him in his arms. Yuan Heng was on his side, and Yuan Quan couldn't wipe off his face, but he couldn't resist Sun Ce, so he had to lean on him. When Yuan Heng saw it, he put his hand on his cheek, lay on the desk with a smile, blinked a pair of big eyes, waited for Sun Ce to recite poems, and glanced at Yuan Quan from time to time.

"This poem is about Altair and Vega, strictly speaking, it is not a poem, it should be called long and short sentences, or melody words. Listen, the clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless ...... in the world."

Sun Ce finished reciting slowly, Yuan Quan was already stupid, and muttered: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world, which is really a good sentence." What kind of talent can write such a good sentence. ”

"Have you heard?"

"I'm a loner, I haven't heard of it."

"So what are you waiting for?" Sun Ce turned his face sideways, pointed to his cheek, and said with a smile. Yuan Quan blushed and pushed Sun Ce. Yuan Heng saw it, covered his eyes with his little hands, and giggled: "Sister, I don't look at you, don't drive me out, I still want to listen to the general's recitation of poems, this is a rare opportunity." ”

"Hurry, hurry." Sun Ce urged.

Yuan Quan couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to lean in, peck Sun Ce on the face, a red glow flew on his face, and he took a bite lightly. Sun Ce said with a smile: "Sister, don't be like this, I'm also chasing ducks to the shelves, and I'm so nervous that I'm in a cold sweat, or you can touch it." ”

"You ......" Yuan Quan couldn't help but pinch Sun Ce's arm. Sun Ce didn't hurt either, cleared his throat, and recited another poem by Li Qingzhao. "Life should be a hero, and death should be a ghost. So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. ”

Yuan Quan stopped smiling, his expression was solemn. "This song is not good, Sun Lang, this song is especially bad for you. Words are like prophecies, you should be cautious in your words, such poems are not suitable for you to listen to. Xiang Yu was not a good object to emulate, but more like Yin Jian, who had to remind himself from time to time to be cautious and not to be brave. ”

Although Sun Ce didn't think so, he still nodded. "Then another one."

"Although poetry is not good, it is rare for you to listen to it." Yuan Quan took the initiative to grab Sun Ce's neck and kissed him on the face.

Sun Ce hugged Yuan Quan, shook it gently, and suddenly sighed. "Sister, in fact, although Xiang Yu is not an excellent leader, at least he is still a dedicated person, and he only has Yu Ji in his heart. Am I too greedy compared to him? ”

Yuan Quan looked at Sun Ce in surprise, and when he saw that he didn't look like he was talking, he nodded. "You are indeed a little greedy, but Xiang Yu is not a dedicated person. If he really loves Yu Ji, there are no other women, how can Yu Ji die and be just a concubine, but she didn't become his queen, not even a concubine? ”

Sun Ce was speechless for a while, as if he ...... What's going on?