The moonlight gradually sank in silence, there was no retention, no farewell, and no one even asked about the return date.

It has passed the years of great joy and sorrow, and it has passed the years of sadness and tears, and I know that gathering and dispersing is so natural and logical, but when it comes to parting, there will still be a strong reluctance.

Whether she was fascinated by lust or trapped by love, Hong Ji, who had stood at her door all night, left.

A few days later, when he was about to arrive in Luoyang, Hongji finally caught up with the army that set off first.

It was only when I gathered everyone that I found that there were a lot of acquaintances missing.

"Wentai, what about Xuande?"

"They went back to their hometown."

Only then did Hong think that strictly speaking, they were not regular troops in the real sense, and it was okay to temporarily convene them to quell the rebellion, and if they were all brought back to Luoyang, the public would definitely not pay so much money.

"No wonder when I entered the tent I found that there were not many military horses in the camp, and how many people are still in our army now?"

"I have an establishment of 5,000 new troops, and there are 5,000 new troops at the beginning, plus the broken five schools of the Northern Army, there are about 17,000 people in the battalion."

The 70,000-strong army of Hong Ji was left with 17,000 left a few days after he left, and the attrition speed was faster than the war, "What about the rest of the redundant men?" ”

"Nanyang County left some of them as a garrison, and Wentai Xuande brought some of the villagers back to their hometowns, and most of them were sent some compensation and dismissed."

As usual, except for a simple discussion of the military situation, everyone gets together to eat and drink.

After eating and drinking, Hong Ji was still a little regretful, after all, he forgot to say goodbye to Guan Yu and the others when he was in a hurry to return to Nanyang, but even He Yi left without saying goodbye, and Guan Yu and they naturally couldn't occupy much time for Hong Ji to think.

Many people who say goodbye will slowly understand that those who are really going to leave are stingy with saying goodbye when they leave, and those who keep telling others that they are leaving just want people to stay.

Even if he didn't really care about the departure of Guan Yu and the others in his heart, because of their departure, Hong Ji remembered Hua Tuo, who had forgotten to say goodbye before, and remembered the gift that Hua Tuo, who Liu Bei handed over to him later, when he left.

With nothing to do, he opened Hua Tuo's gift of a cylindrical object wrapped in muslin, and he could guess that it was a roll of bamboo slips just by his touch.

Because he didn't think that Hua Tuo, who was mixed in the countryside, could come up with anything shocking, so he didn't open it for a look after so many days.

It's just that when he opened it out of boredom today, he blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes.

"I'm grass! What ** stuff is written, I can't understand a word. ”

He used to think that he was only semi-literate, but now that he saw this volume, he felt that he was overestimating himself.

The more he couldn't understand it, the more anxious Hong Ji was in his heart, and hurriedly went out to find someone who had read a book.

"Hey, Mengde, what a coincidence!"

"See the general!"

"Here, help me see what's written on it."

Cao Cao was quite curious to take the bamboo slip handed by Hong Ji, but his scalp was numb at a glance, and he could vaguely see the changes in some words, but some words were really difficult to determine.

Seeing Cao Cao's hesitant look, Hong Ji couldn't mention how happy he was in his heart, and said secretly: "It is worthy of being my good friend, and it seems that he is also illiterate, not bad, not bad." It's just that it seems that in the future, I still have to make more friends with intellectuals, so as to increase the cultural bacteria. ”

There are only two types of people in the school, one is a high-level beauty, and the other is a scholar, as for the rich, they are not so valued at the age of innocence and romance.

There are still people who provoke the beauties at the top level, and the beautiful ones that don't talk will even cause countless troubles, but Xueba doesn't have any troubles at all, even Hongji, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and a man who is nicknamed the playground is very polite when he sees Xueba.

Maybe it's because of ignorance that we respect people with knowledge more.

"It's okay, it's okay if you can't read it, it just so happens that I can't understand it either, I'll ask someone else."

Hong Ji's indifferent words can stimulate the fragile self-esteem of Cao Cao, a great writer who created Jian'an literature in later generations, and a calligrapher who was rated as "Limo Xiongzhan" in calligraphy.

When I was a child, like most children of the family, I was accustomed to seeing dogs and horses, and I was indifferent to the pompous enjoyment of the world like Sakyamuni, and began to pursue spiritual ambitions, and worked hard to study, wanting to go down in history, but because the time was still short, and the learning was miscellaneous, I had not yet been involved in this field.

But no matter how exciting it is, if you can't see it all, you can't see it all, Cao Cao, who felt that he was despised, said helplessly: "If you don't ask Zi to take a look, he is well-versed in the past and the present, and he is even more under the great Confucian Ma Rong, and he will definitely gain something." ”

Now Cao Cao has to find a way to read people too high, to find a step for his own understanding.

"Ma Rong?"

Hearing this name, Hong Ji was stunned at first, and then smiled ambiguously: "This is a very good teacher, I think I was looking for his masterpiece but I never saw it, and I don't want to have this blessing." ”

"Oh? I didn't expect the general to be a studious person, disrespectful, disrespectful! ”

After touting each other, Hong Ji took Cao Cao to Lu Zhiying.

"Zigan greets the general!"

"No need to be polite, I came here this time, I still have something to ask you for help."

After speaking, Hong Ji was not polite, and handed him the bamboo slip directly.

Lu Zhi was shocked when he saw that Hong Ji actually took out bamboo slips for him, and then it lit up.

What surprised me was that Hong Ji, a vulgar person, actually had a collection of books, and the words in the bamboo slips were bright.

"What a word! It is actually a pure big seal (here refers to Zhong Dingwen, which is an inscription engraved on the bronze ware in the Shang and Zhou dynasties of the Bronze Age), observing this carving and bamboo slips, but it is a thing in a few years, and the person who wrote this book is really rare. ”

Lu Zhi, who had read it carefully, praised repeatedly: "Wonderful! ”

Hong Ji was already interested in his relish-looking appearance, and hurriedly asked, "What is written on it?" ”

"I have a technique, the play of five birds: one is a tiger, two is a deer, three is a bear, four is an ape, and five is a bird. It is also used to remove diseases, and to benefit the hooves and feet, so as to be a guide. The body is unhappy, and it is a fowl play, and it sweats because of the powder, and the body is light and hungry......"

"Stop, stop! Don't read it, just tell me the general meaning. ”

This records an important exercise to guide health preservation, called "Five Bird Opera", insisting on cultivation is not only disease-free, but also can live to the age of 100 with a light body. ”

Hearing this Hong Ji and Cao Cao's eyes lit up, Cao Cao Liang was very eager to live to be 100 years old in this era when the average life expectancy was so low.

Hong Jiliang is "Can I increase sexual function?" ”