After waiting for a while, a woman in simple clothes came out from the back, and said respectfully to the old man, "Sir, dinner is ready." ”

The old man nodded, and the woman retreated again.

That's when I thought about the problem of three meals a day, and in the structure of the house I saw, there was no kitchen at all. I also wonder why a reclusive person still has a maid, and when I saw Zimin, I seemed to understand a little.

Zimin heard this, excitedly took Zheng Jibo's hand and walked to the back, I followed them through the study, walked down the wooden stairs, saw two more wooden houses not far away, and glanced at the old man Ziyi in surprise, what is the reason?

On the side, Wang Jue seemed to see my puzzlement, and said in a low voice: "The gentleman is far away from the kitchen." ”

I then realized that although this old man has a relationship with Buddhism, he has become a disciple of a lay Buddhist sect who is not very serious, but in the final analysis, he is still a scholar, maybe his impression of not following the etiquette law is the result of hard work, but it is difficult to change in his bones, and the phrase "the country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change" is applicable wherever it is placed.

After dinner, it was already dark, Luoyang City definitely couldn't go back, the old man Ziyi didn't have to open his own mouth to keep guests, we were very conscious of walking there and chatting without mentioning the matter of leaving.

Even the sky was very good that night, there was not a trace of impurities in the night sky in winter, the moon hung high in the night sky, and it looked majestic in the empty four fields, and the few stars around it were also very dazzling.

I looked at this round of bright moon, felt that this situation was very poetic, and turned to Wang Qi who was walking with me and said: "The moon and stars are scarce, the black magpie flies south, and the tree is three turns, what branches can be followed?" The mountains are not tired of being high, the sea is not tired of being deep, Zhou Gong spits and feeds, and the world returns to the heart. What does Mr. Wang think? ”

Wang Jue's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at me, and then smiled very reservedly: "Childe wants to be Cao Gonghu? ”

This question caught me off guard, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Wensu also asked me this question before leaving, and I don't know why, I will accidentally get involved with Cao Cao when I speak, do I myself compare myself with him in my heart? But obviously not, I don't know what will happen in the future, but now I have absolute self-knowledge.

Thinking of this, I just smiled and said, "Wei Wu hegemony, how can everyone succeed?" Cao Gong's wisdom and scheming cannot be compared, how can he achieve hegemony like him? ”

Wang Jue still smiled reservedly: "In this way, it seems that the son is powerless?" ”

I said, "Weak? Not really. In today's world, the world is determined, and the people have lived in peace for only ten years. If the war resumes, the common people will suffer, and they will not be able to bear it. And to build a small body, do not dare to have such ambitions. ”

Wang Qi said: "Oh? But I listened to Mr. Zheng below, the son has the ability to turn the clouds and rain in the court, the emperor favors him, Yang Su values it, how can he be a micro body? ”

I was speechless, so I had to look at this strange person in front of me, and after thinking for a long time, I retorted: "Mr. Zheng also said that Mr. Wang doesn't like to make friends, has an elegant temperament, and has no intention of fame and fortune, why is he so interested in the ambition of Jiancheng?" ”

Wang Jue was not angry because of my cross-examination, but said with a smile: "Today outside Luoyang City, I hit it off with my son, and I met with each other. ”

I listened to his straightforward explanation, and I had a strange feeling of déjà vu that I hadn't felt in a long time. I thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered the scene of a chess game with my dad in the snow a few years ago, when I didn't have too many messy scheming, and I felt ashamed to lie to my dad. At that time, I always remembered the "Analects" and "Book of Songs" that Mr. Fang told me, and I remembered the simplicity and innocence in them, but now?

I suddenly felt that Zheng Jibo was not bad at all, I thought I was not, but in fact, I had already become a villain, and I didn't even know when this kind of decline happened.

I looked at Wang Qi's eyes as calm and deep as water, and I was so ashamed that I couldn't speak.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said again: "Gongzi just said that he is not as wise and scheming as Cao Gongzhi? ”

I came back to my senses and nodded, and slowly paced along the rows of bamboo by the hedge.

Wang Jue followed me and said with a smile: "The son is bad." Cao Gong was able to make friends with the heroes of the world, not by wit, but by only one word of 'sincerity'. ”

I shook my head and said, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Wang Qi said: "Gongzi thinks that compared with Guo Fengxiao and Xu Ziyuan, what is his wisdom? ”

I said, "I'm afraid it's not as good as that." ”

Wang Jue said again: "What is the plan of Cao Gong compared with Xun Wenruo Xun Gongda's uncle and nephew?" ”

I said, "Not really." ”

Wang Qi asked for the third time: "In terms of deep scheming, how does Cao Gong compare with Jia Wenhe?" ”

I thought about it, shook my head again, and said, "It's even better." ”

"That being the case. Childe has far-sighted ambitions, why worry about the near future? Wang Qi laughed, raised his hand and took a sword on the sword rack and said: "Swordsman, gentleman, son, what do you want to try?" ”

I listened to Wang Jue's words, and a sense of grandeur surged in my heart, and I also raised the sword in my hand with my backhand, arched my hand towards Wang Jue and pulled out the sword.

I don't know how detailed Wang Jue is, he doesn't dare to mess around, but he blocks his attack very steadily, his swordsmanship is the same as his people, unhurried, unhurried, and I don't want to win. Although the sound of Jin Ge's exchange on the side of the corridor was not loud, it was also very clear in the quiet night, and I took the time to glance at it, and saw the old man Ziyi, the monk Zhiyue, Zheng Jibo, and his daughter Zimin all standing in the corridor watching us compete with swords.

Wang Qi's swordsmanship is not very good - of course, I am speaking from the standpoint of people in the rivers and lakes, for a scholar, he is already very good, at least much better than Zhang Wenyuan, who can only blow the flute. We fought back and forth for a long time, until Wang Jue seemed to be a little exhausted, so I pressed the sword, sealed his sword and smiled: "Mr. Wang, how about we stop?" ”

Wang Jue gasped slightly and nodded, and the old man said loudly: "The swordsmanship of the two of you is quite gentlemanly, not bad, not bad!" He seemed to like to say the word "good", and Wang Jue and I looked at each other and laughed again.

On the side, Zimin said: "Father, I don't think Mr. Wang is the opponent of this son. This son...... Well...... Li Gongzi, since you were able to suppress Mr. Wang's sword, you already had a chance before, why didn't you do it? ”

I looked at Wang Jue, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said to Zi Min generously: "I dance with my son just to help the fun, not to win or lose, Zimin, do you understand?" ”

Zimin nodded and said seriously: "I understand, is it because the moonlight is very good tonight?" But when the frost is cold, you will get sick like this. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of laughter echoed in the air, and it took a long time for the old man to say: "Zen master, our chess game is not finished yet, let's continue to play!" ”

Then there were only two people left in the courtyard, me and Wang Jue.

We also put the sword into the sheath, and Wang Jue arched his hand at me and said: "The son's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the uncle is ashamed of himself." ”

I smiled and said, "If you make Cheng Cheng Cao Gong, Mr. wants to be Xun Lingjunhu?" ”

Wang Qi shook his head and said, "Uncle has no intention of the temple, and he doesn't want to be burdened by fame and fortune. If the prince is the Duke of Cao, the uncle is only willing to be the prince who lives in Wuling. ”

Wang Jue said that the prince's literary name is Wang Jun, is a native of Runan at the end of the Han Dynasty, and Cao Cao is friendly, when the end of the Han Dynasty was in turmoil, he did not want to be an official, to avoid disaster Wuling, and later died, when he was buried in Runan, Cao Cao personally helped his soul. Wang Qi wants to learn from him. I thought about it, everyone has their own ambitions, and you can't be too reluctant in everything.

Speaking of Cao Cao, I think although I am not in the same era as him, but I am also very fateful, and I came into contact with a small gang that is not a Jianghu sect, Qingyu Pavilion, which was built by the descendants who supported Cao Cao, and I inexplicably became the pavilion master; The first military book I read was "The Thirteen Chapters of Sun Wuzi" annotated by Cao Cao himself; Now there are two more people - Zhang Wensu and Wang Qi - who compare me with Cao Cao, is it true that there is a certain number in the dark?

I looked up at the moonlight in the sky again, and suddenly saw a pair of terrible eyes staring at me, only to feel dizzy, Wang Qi saw that I was not in the right state, and quickly helped me, so I didn't fall.

Wang Jue helped me down and asked, "Childe is unwell?" ”

I waved my hand and said, "I just suddenly remembered something and wanted to ask Mr." ”

Then I told Wang Qi what happened in the Liangyi Palace, and said, "Does Mr. Wang still think that the completion can be compared with Cao Gong?" ”

After listening to my story, Wang Jue was silent for a long time before he spoke: "The emperor actually acted like this? ”

I paused for a moment before nodding again.

Wang Qi said: "No wonder Mr. Zheng wants to say that the Lord is immoral. ”

I said, "If you don't have the right heart, you will be counterattacked, and I'm probably talking about it." ”

Wang Qi comforted: "Back then, Cao Gong was on the run, and he accidentally killed Lu Bohao's family. Since it is an unintentional mistake, the son does not have to be too sad. ”

I didn't expect him to be comforting and smiled at him.

I didn't fall asleep at all this night, my mind was full of the sentence "The swordsman, the gentleman" that Wang Jue said with a sword, I used to be a follower of Confucianism who pursued benevolence and righteousness, when did I actually embark on the road of playing with power? I don't know, I just know that every time I face Yang Guang, I am terrified, at first there was no ghost in my heart, and then there was a ghost in my heart.

I was still wandering in front of the sword frame long after Wang Jue returned to the room, and my father said that although he was ashamed of the prince, he was worthy of the sky and the ground, and then what about me?

I thought about it carefully, whether it was Yang Guang or Yang Su, I knew that their way of doing things was wrong most of the time, and I actually made a false deal with them, isn't this equivalent to self-defilement?

I pulled out the sword at the top of the sword rack and danced under the moonlight, picking and stabbing, slashing and sharpening, I quickly turned the sword in my hand, and in less than a quarter of an hour, I had finished practicing a set of swordsmanship handed over to me by Xun Yi.

When I stopped to take a breath, I heard a voice shouting, "Good! ”