Chapter 86: Confidant in the Sea (Five Watches, Five Watches in Total.) )
"Don't worry, let Cao think about it." Cao Cao said, then put his chubby big hand on his round forehead, thought about it carefully, and said after a while: "Qian'er's poems are a lot, and they are also very strange, some of them are difficult for Cao to understand, and I have to ask her for advice, you can go to her courtyard to see when you have time, Cao only remembers a few sentences, one sentence seems to be, there is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is next to each other。。。。。。 There is also a sentence that the bamboo leaves are floating in the wine, and the hibiscus is written on the cup. ”
"There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor。。。。。。 If you are next to each other。。。。。。 Pan Long was thinking about it, his head buzzed, as if it was about to explode, thinking: This is impossible! It's absolutely impossible! This poem is obviously a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Bo, how could it appear in the Han Dynasty? Could it be that Wang Bo copied Cao Qian's poems? This is completely impossible, Cao Zhi's seven-step poems have been handed down, there is no need for Cao Qian's poems not to circulate?
Pan Long thought of this, and silently recited two other sentences: "Bamboo leaves floating in the wine, hibiscus written on the cup, this poem seems to have been seen somewhere。。。。。。 Pan Long was thinking, there was another buzz in his head, and it took a while to wake up, thinking: These two poems, his mother's is clearly the poem made when Wu Zetian and Princess Taiping came back from their trip to Jiulongtan! Cao Qian is definitely the person after Wu Zetian, and she is definitely soul piercing, could it be that Professor Lei is looking for someone to do the experiment again? That person's soul also happened to travel to the Three Kingdoms?
Pan Long thought about this, and the sweat on his forehead flowed like spring water.
Xu Chu drank wine by himself, didn't care about anything, and ate with a clattering sound.
Cao Cao saw Pan Long sweating, so he asked in surprise: "Dingtian, what's wrong with you?" It's just two lines of poetry, why are you sweating with fear? ”
Pan Long sighed and deliberately alarmist: "Lord, with all due respect, is that Qian'er possessed by a ghost?" ”
Cao Cao was pouring wine into his mouth with a bowl, and when he heard Pan Long say this, he suddenly poured the wine into his nostrils, and immediately lowered his head and coughed: "Ah, cough, cough, cough。。。。。。 cough cough cough cough 。。。。。。 ”
Xu Chu also seemed to suddenly feel cold behind him, shrunk his neck, his eyes immediately swept around, and the sound of eating soybeans was much quieter.
Cao Cao coughed before glaring at Pan Long and said, "Dingtian, how can you talk nonsense in the middle of the night?" Do you want to let Cao go home later? ”
Pan Long also felt cold behind him at this time, as if there was a person standing behind him, and he shuddered and said, "Lord Sikong, I know that I am wrong, I don't talk about people during the day, I don't talk about ghosts at night, I will be careful below." ”
Cao Cao hurriedly drank the remaining wine in the bowl in one gulp and suppressed his shock.
Xu Chu and Pan Long are both doing the same action.
When Xu Chu poured the wine this time, the three of them all poured half a bowl, thinking: Drink slowly, drink until dawn and then go back, Pan Long, this kid is too scary.
Cao Cao continued: "I also showed Qian'er the poem you sang last time, and he especially appreciated the last two sentences, may the fireworks be peaceful and happy in the world, and I really want to live for another five hundred years。。。。。。。 People can live a hundred or ten years old, five hundred years is really too long, anyway, Cao felt that these two sentences were unremarkable, and I don't know why Qian'er loved these two sentences. ”
Pan Long doesn't know, he just thinks that the world has its own love, and everyone will have different feelings when they listen to the same song.
It's just that even Pan Long ignored it, and the last sentence of this song is the finishing touch, because the name of this song is "Borrow from the Sky for Another 500 Years".
Pan Long replied: "Everyone has their own love, I must visit Cao Qian another day and meet her extraordinary talent for a while." ”
"Hey, hey, hey。。。。。。 You kid。。。。。。 Cao Cao took another sip of wine, and then said, "Cao Mou will convey it for you and see if Qian'er is willing to see you." ”
Pan Long sat up at this time, picked up the pen on the table, and wrote the word "曌" (zhao) on a piece of silk silk, and then handed it to Cao Cao.
Cao Cao picked it up and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand it, so he asked Pan Long: "Dingtian, Cao asked himself about the words in the world, and he didn't know all of them, why have he never seen this word?" ”
Pan Long said with a smile: "The lord just hand it over to Cao Qian, when she sees this word, she will definitely agree to meet with me." ”
Pan Long felt that if Cao Qian was really a person who had crossed over, he would definitely recognize this word, which was created by Wu Zetian.
As for Cao Qian, it is definitely in the Wu Zetian period, or someone after that, she will definitely recognize this word, and Pan Longjue has a better chance of being from the Tang Dynasty, because she can only read poems from the Tang Dynasty, but everything can only be determined after meeting.
A few people did not drink until dawn, but slept until dawn, and several people got drunk at some point, drunk and snored like thunder, and strangely did not wake anyone up at night.
It wasn't until Yahuan knocked on the door that Pan Long and the others woke up one after another.
Pan Long squinted his eyes and stood up swayingly, rubbed his eyes with his hands, felt that his head hurt badly, and gently knocked his head with his fist, walked to the door and opened the door, a rush of wine made Yahuan Xiaomei take a few steps back, he held the basin with both hands, and immediately said, "Son, you are drinking again." ”
Pan Long leaned against the door frame, smiled, and said poorly: "Wine is the blood of heroes, no wine is not a hero, and I am a hero again。。。。。。 How can you not drink?。。。。。。 Put the pot in the house and tell Liuqi that I'll be there later. ”