"Sister Diao Chan, Sima Gongzi is so handsome and chic!" , a girl dressed as a maid sits opposite Diao Chan, eyes full of stars.

Diao Chan looked helplessly at the girl opposite with his hand on his forehead.

"Sister Ying'er, he Sima Yi is just one of the many sons and brothers in Luoyang."

It turned out that the person who had been playing the maid by Diao Chan's side was Wang Yun's biological daughter Wang Ying, and Wang Yun never announced to the outside that he had a daughter because he was afraid that his enemies would harm him.

"Not really! Sister Diao Chan, Sima Gongzi can write a poem and a poem in a day, and they are all good sentences. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Ying's face collapsed, and she wrung her fingers in confusion.

"But Sima Gongzi's poems are all written for his sister, he seems to like his sister very much, and his sister must like him very much."

Diao Chan doted on Wang Ying and sat down beside her and touched her head.

"How could my sister like him! Don't worry, my sister will help you."

Diao Chan didn't expect Wang Ying and Sima Yi to fall in love with Sima Yi when they met, but in fact, Diao Chan's feelings for Sima Yi were also hazy.

But out of love for her sister, Diao Chan wanted to pinch off this good feeling and match Sima Yi and her, but Diao Chan forgot one thing, sometimes the more she wanted to forget it, the more she couldn't forget, and if she kept suppressing it, there would always be a violent outbreak one day......

……

In the early morning of April 12 in the first year of Zhongping, outside Luoyang City, a carriage moved forward slowly, and there was a flag hanging on the side of the carriage with the word Sima written on it, which was the carriage of Sima Mansion.

This time he came out because Sima Kui suddenly felt a cold when he was in the middle of the day, and Chen was worried about Sima Kui's condition, so he decided to go to a Taoist temple outside the city to pray for safety.

On the way, Sima Yi comforted Chen: "Mother, you don't have to worry that Jida will get better"

Li wiped his already red eyes with the handkerchief in his hand.

"Zhongda, let's go to Shi Daochang's Taoist temple, I heard that Shi Daochang's mana is profound, and he is very spiritual."

As a later generation, Sima Yi never believed in the legends of ghosts and gods, but he still maintained a certain awe of ghosts and gods after experiencing the time-travel.

"Mother, does Daoist Shi have a road number?" , Sima Yi was curious.

"Shi Dao Chang Dao Zi Zi Ying, because he is kind and charitable, so the people in the vicinity respect him as Shi Dao Chang"

Because Sima Yi distracted Li's attention, tears did not flow out of his red eyes.

"Mother, how far is the Taoist Temple of Shi Daoist from here!"

It was obviously not the first time that the Li family had come to the Taoist temple of Shi Daochang, so he opened the curtain and glanced at the carriage.

"It's already here, and the Taoist temple on the mountainside in front of you is it."

Sima Yi looked ahead along the open curtain that Li said, and sure enough, Sima Yi vaguely saw a magnificent Taoist temple.

Sima Yi, the Taoist priest of the Three Kingdoms, only knew the three of them, the legendary master of Zhang Jiao, the Taoist of South China, the Taoist of Zuoci, and the Taoist of Yu Ji, and the others really didn't know who this Shi Ziyi was.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, the road looked quite close, but it actually took a lot longer than Sima Yi had planned.

……

It is already noon when you come to the foot of the mountain, and there is a large stone staircase from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and the stone steps go straight to the view.

Sima Yi's first thought when he saw this was that being rich is capricious, how much does this stone step cost!

At the foot of the mountain, there are already many carriages parked here, all of which are official eunuchs who come here.

Walking on the wide stone steps with the Li family, carefully staring at the stone bars under his feet, I damn it! This turned out to be white marble, and this viewer is really rich.

Along the way, the road was bustling with people going up and down, and vaguely Sima Yi heard someone behind him shouting Chen.

"Division...... Madame......"

Sima Yi stopped and listened carefully.

"Mrs. Sima, you wait!"

Sima Yi shouted to Chen Shilang, who was hurrying ahead.

"Mother, someone seems to be calling you from behind"

"Oh?"

Chen turned his head to look down the mountain, Sima Yi also looked back, and sure enough, two figures rushed to the bottom of the mountain.

The figure slowly became clear, and Sima Yi saw clearly that it was a beautiful woman in her forties and a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

Chen saw the person behind him and walked down the stairs with a smile.

"Mrs. Cai, long time no see"

The middle-aged beauty is Cai Yong's wife, and Mrs. Cai is holding Li's hand with a smile, like a good sister who has not seen her for a long time.

"yes, it's been more than a year"

Mrs. Cai looked at Sima Yi behind the Li family, and saw that Sima Yi was handsome and talented, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Mrs. Sima, this is ......," Mrs. Cai asked, pointing at Sima Yi.

Li followed Mrs. Cai's expectations and happened to see Sima Yi.

"He is my son Sima Zhongda"

……

Li and Mrs. Cai walked in front, and Sima Yi walked behind with the girl who had not spoken.

The girl was beautiful, wearing a pale green dress that just fit her petite body.

A pale green ribbon is tied around the waist to bring out the small buds that are beginning to develop on the chest.

The thin willow eyebrows, as if they would be the eyes of words, as well as the small and delicate nose, and the lips that have been pursed. The girl looks so elegant, quiet, and has a faint bookish atmosphere on her body.

Sima Yi wanted to know her name, but he didn't know how to talk to the old virgin, so he didn't say a word next to the girl, scratching his head from time to time, looking very clumsy.

"Poof"

The girl couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw Sima Yi's stupid look.

Sima Yi looked at the girl's smile and finally mustered up her courage.

"Aunt... Nun... Mother, you... You..."

Sima Yi wanted to slap himself, he was not so ashamed when facing Diao Chan, and his face was really embarrassed today.

The girl smiled at Sima Yi empathetically, and her gentle voice was very good.

"Are you asking me what my name is? Hello, my surname is Cai Mingyan and the word Zhaoji"

Seeing that the girl was so understanding, Sima Yi's "mouth idiot" was much better.

"You... Hello, my surname is Sima single name, a Yi character, the word Zhongda"

How could Cai Yan and Sima Yi not know? Cai Wenji, the most talented woman in the Three Kingdoms, was already thunderous in her previous life.

(Note: Cai Yan's original name: Cai Zhaoji, later changed his name to avoid colliding with Sima Zhao's name: Cai Wenji)

"Oh! You are the one who wrote a poem and a poem in succession at Wang Zhonglang's mansion yesterday? ”

Cai Yan was surprised, but he didn't expect that the stupid young man in front of him was the same person as the young man who could make a peerless sentence yesterday.

"How do you know?"

"Hehe, your name and the poems you wrote have already spread all over Luoyang yesterday"

Sima Yi scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "A mere nickname is not enough to worry about, not enough to worry about"

He was really embarrassed, after all, he "borrowed" the poem.

But in Cai Yan's eyes, it's different, Cai Yan is a talented woman, will she not be able to tell the good from the bad of a poem? Seeing that Sima Yi was talented and so modest, he couldn't help but have a good impression of him.

-To be continued