An autumn rain in the early morning brought the autumn cold to the people. The autumn wind blew up dead leaves in the sky, and the woods on both sides of the dirt road were blown and beeped, as if they were screaming about the coming troubled times.

Walking among the dirt roads, Cao Cao is in a very bad mood now. Today's government is dim, traitors are in power, their ambitions cannot be displayed, and no one cares about the suffering of the people. Looking at the surrounding scene of decay at the end of autumn, I couldn't help but feel sad autumn in my heart.

Suddenly the horse's hooves behind him sounded, Cao Cao stopped his horse and looked back, a group of people rode towards him galloping, and came to the front in a blink of an eye.

This group of people seemed to be peeking on the side when he said goodbye to the Yuan brothers just now, and now they are rushing again, although Cao Cao is secretly suspicious in his heart, but on the surface he also pretends to be fearless. After all, this is the capital Luoyang, and there will be no gangsters who cut the path at all, and although he does not deal with the eunuchs, he is not to the point of being put to death.

The group of people lined up, and a young man in white jumped out of the horse first, arched his hand at him and asked, "Your Excellency is Cao Gong Mengde?" ”

Cao Cao saw that this young man was only a drooping age, but his skin was white and his lips were red, and his eyes were shining. The figure is even, the long hair hangs down the waist, and the white clothes are matched with the white horse under the crotch, which looks fresh and refined, and it is cute.

Cao Cao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Good son!" "I also have more affection for this group of people, and I am less guarded.

"It's Cao Cao down there." Cao Cao also arched his hand and said. "Dare to ask where Xiaoyou came from?"

The young man in white smiled slightly and said, "When the kid was at home, he often heard about Cao Gong's deeds, and he was an extraordinary person, a masterpiece of the world. The kid admires in his heart, but hates not having the opportunity to see each other. Today, I met Cao Gong to return to his hometown and say goodbye to his friends, but the kid didn't dare to disturb him, so he took the liberty to come at this time, prepared a few jars of wine, and was willing to practice with Cao Gong, and smiled at it. ”

Although Cao Cao didn't know the word fan, he understood the meaning of the young man's admiration for himself. Of course, it is a good thing for someone to worship, especially the young man's sentence "Extraordinary people, supernatural heroes", Cao Cao is also full of joy.

Looking at the people behind the young man, all of them were mighty and majestic, with all the bows and horses, and they were either sergeants or family guards, and they thought that the young man might be the son of a certain family he knew, and because he admired him, he learned that he had returned home today, so he rushed to meet him.

Thinking of this, Cao Cao no longer had doubts, and immediately arched his hand and said: "Little friend praises, I really dare not take it." If you want to just a layman, how can you be called a supernatural master? I see that Xiaoyou's momentum is extraordinary, and he will come out of the noble family, I don't know Xiaoyou's surname, but the old friends of the family come to meet? ”

The young man in white waved his hand and said, "Duckweed wandering has no roots, don't ask." Cao Gong is open-minded and open-minded, don't you know that 'heroes don't ask about the source?' ’”

Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, the first sentence of the young man in white made people feel a sense of vicissitudes of wandering in the rivers and lakes, and the latter sentence "Heroes don't ask where they came from" clicked into Cao Cao's heart.

Because his father succeeded the eunuch Cao Teng as his adopted son, the status of the eunuch made Cao Cao deeply discriminated against by the wealthy family in this era of paying attention to the family. The words of the young man in white made him feel the same way, and he was open-minded by nature, and he did not sneer at the views of the family. Feelings. As a result, I love the teenager in front of me even more.

Cao Cao laughed out loud and said boldly: "What a hero, don't ask where it comes from!" The words of the little friend really fit my heart! ”

Then, Cao Cao pointed to a grass pavilion in the woods and said, "There is a grass pavilion in the forest in front, would you like to go there with me?" ”

The young man in white promised: "Yes! ”

So they rode together and walked into the woods.

This young man in white is none other than Liu Wei. Just now, when he saw the Yuan brothers walking away, he rushed to meet Cao Cao. After all, he met a historical bull, and of course Liu Wei had to seize the opportunity to chat a few words.

When the two came to the grass pavilion, Liu Wei's subordinates had already laid out the low table and pouch mats, and a stove was lit next to them to resist the autumn cold. Cao Cao and Liu Wei sat on both sides of the copper bottle, each holding a jade ear cup, and Liu Wei held a wooden ladle in the bottle to fill Cao Cao and his own wine glass.

The pear wine in the cup was full of fragrance, Cao Cao raised his nose and sniffed it, and smelled a faint fruity aroma in the rich aroma of wine. Pick up the ear cup and drink it all, the pear wine is bitter and sweet in the mouth, dry in the throat, and deep into the abdomen suddenly feel a hot breath rise, back into the throat.

Cao Cao couldn't help but exclaim: "Good wine!" ”

Liu Wei smiled and said: "Since Cao Gong likes this wine, there are still more than a dozen jars left in my car, how about sending them all to Cao Highway and drinking them slowly?" ”

Cao Cao was secretly frightened, although this wine is home-brewed, but if it is sold on the market, a jar is also available for ten thousand dollars, I can't imagine that this young man is so bold, he only met him in Pingshui, only praised a good wine and sent it to a car, so proud, he couldn't help but admire it.

However, Cao Cao is not a mother-in-law, so he immediately thanked him: "Xiaoyou is gracious, but it is disrespectful." However, there is no long thing, there is no way to thank each other, recently the puppet made a poem, offering ugliness in front, and the right should be rewarded. ”

Liu Wei's eyes lit up. Cao Opera's poem, how much will this cost if it is left for future generations? It's sent!

Urgent people to get paper and pen, Cao Cao held the pen to see that the paper in front of him turned out to be the new Luoyang paper, and the heart was more sure that the identity of the young man was not rich or expensive, this paper is said to be only sold in a paper mill opened by Shang Fang Cheng Wei Yi, people called "Luoyang paper", because of the small output, large demand, so the price is very high, not the average family can afford to buy, so people call "Luoyang paper expensive." ”

Cao Cao was not polite, and waved it at the moment, and wrote a poem "To Wine" with Li:

For drinking songs, in peacetime, the officials do not call the door.

The king is virtuous and wise, and the prime minister is loyal and good.

Salty and courteous, the people have no disputes.

There are nine years of storage in three years of ploughing, and the barn is full of grain.

Spotted white is not loaded.

The rain is like this, and the hundred grains are used.

but they walked away from their horses, and dung their fields.

The prince and the marquis are male, and they love their people and dethrone the gloom.

The son is like a father and a brother.

Violation of the law of etiquette shall be punished according to the severity of the punishment.

The road is not left behind.

The prison is empty, and the winter festival continues.

People are old and old, and they all have to die.

Kindness and insects are widespread.

After writing, Cao Cao took a long breath, put the pen aside, and drank another glass of wine.

Liu Wei picked up the paper, blew dry the ink on it, and savored Cao Cao's poems, although the words were simple and unpretentious, but they were sincere and expressed their feelings. Between the words, the author's political ideals leap onto the page. A song "To Wine" can be said to be Cao Cao's version of "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

Liu Wei couldn't help but sigh: "When will my Han people be able to live such a life!" ”

Talking about state affairs, Cao Cao thought that because the eunuchs were in power, his ambitions could not be displayed, and his interest became uninteresting. Seeing that he was silent, Liu Wei twisted his eyebrows and took a sip of wine, knowing that he was unhappy, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to ask: "Cao Gong has such a Lingyunzhi, why do you want to call yourself sick and return home?" It is better to stay in the court and build a peaceful and prosperous world in poetry for the people of the world! ”

Cao Cao sighed and said: "The traitor is in charge, the government is chaotic, although Cao has the heart to serve the country, but there is no place to show it." I had to call myself sick and return to my hometown, and I didn't ask about the world. ”

"Now that the state affairs are difficult, our generation should unite as one, eradicate the traitors, and clean up the world!" Liu Wei said excitedly.

Cao Cao smiled, he was not as enthusiastic as him when he was the age of a young man in white, trying to turn things around by himself. It's just that after the years and setbacks have smoothed out the edges and corners of the body, the enthusiasm gradually faded, and there was more sleekness in life.

Although he only said that the traitor was in charge just now, he and the young man in white had a tacit understanding that it was the Ten Standing Servants who were in chaos. In fact, Cao Cao did not say that the biggest bane of the declining Han Empire is the absurdity of the current emperor Liu Hong, and the current power of the ten permanent servants is also his connivance and support. Because of this, Cao Cao became disheartened with the political situation and prepared to live in seclusion in the countryside. However, if this is really said, it will be a big rebellion, not only to himself, but also to the young man in white in front of him.

So, Cao Cao had no choice but to say lightly: "If the way of heaven is not clear, it is difficult to get rid of the traitor." Cao has no power to return to the sky, so he can only hide in the countryside and watch the changes in the world. ”

Liu Wei is a person of later generations, how can he not know that the source of the fall of the Eastern Han Dynasty began with the chaos of the second emperor Huan Ling. Seeing that Cao Cao said something vague, he didn't mention it anymore, but he was quite sorry for Cao Cao to leave Luoyang. However, thinking that according to the trend of history, Cao Cao would be appointed as the eighth lieutenant of Xiyuan in two years, and I was a little relieved - a hero like Cao Cao would not be willing to be lonely.

Thinking of this, Liu Wei no longer kept Cao Cao, but continued Cao Cao's words just now and asked: "Cao Gong wants to watch the changes in the world, but I don't know what Cao Gong thinks about today's major events in the world?" ”

Seeing that the young man in white was actually able to compare his own knowledge at a young age, Cao Cao secretly laughed in his heart. However, the young man is bold and enthusiastic by nature, which does make him quite fond of him.

Not wanting to refute the face of the young man in white, Cao Cao groaned a little and said, "If there are disasters for many years today, the people will not be able to make a living. The remnants of the Yellow Turbans were scattered in various states and were difficult to cure, and the Qiangyi Xiongnu were successively bordered. The generals and the ten permanent servants in the court are already on the same page, if they are not handled properly and cause chaos in the court, the local Xiaoxiao will take advantage of the situation, and the Han Empire is about to fall apart! ”

After listening to Cao Cao's analysis, Liu Wei nodded involuntarily. Cao Cao's words not only pointed out that the battle between He Jin and the Ten Standing Servants would be the fuse for the collapse of the Han Dynasty, but also foresaw the split situation of the princes in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. It's just that Cao Cao thought that after the central government lost power, there would be local families or the Yellow Turban remnants who would take the opportunity to make trouble. He did not expect that two years later the imperial court would dig its own grave and delegate authority to the local governors and assassins, who had become the princes of the split Han Empire after Dong Zhuo's rebellion.

Liu Wei further asked: "Hearing what Cao Gong said, the Han is in danger. I don't know what magic Cao Gong can have to turn the tide? ”

Cao Cao shook his head and said: "The government has sunk so far, and there is no good strategy for Cao, only some superficial views can be said to be with Xiaoyou. ”

"I want to hear about it."

"The imperial court must first ensure that its own prestige is not lost, and the local party will not dare to act rashly. Diligent government cultivation, Ming canonical punishment, light forced labor, and wide open fields. If the people are sufficient, the government will be safe, and if the government is peaceful, the country will be strong......"

When it comes to current affairs, Cao Cao's eyebrows are dancing, and his eyebrows are radiant. Gradually, the two talked about the military from current politics, and then from the military to poetry and songs. Cao Cao really deserves to be called the "capable minister of the world" of Wen Taowu's strategy, whether it is military, internal affairs, or poetry and songs. His existence is definitely a genius figure of this era.

The innate personal charm exuded by that body made Liu Wei feel that if he was not reborn in the emperor's family, but ordinary people, even if he was a mountain villager, he would definitely serve Cao Cao, even if he was a small official.

Before I knew it, it was past noon. Because Cao Cao was still in a hurry, he said goodbye to Liu Bian.

This conversation between the grass pavilions made Cao Cao happy and dripping, and swept away the decadent Tang Dynasty who was depressed because of the government. And Liu Wei relied on his own background and had knowledge spanning thousands of years, and some of the opinions he said made Cao Cao also amazed. Especially when he heard that the family was strong and forcibly seized and the annexation of land was a cancer of the Han Dynasty, Cao Cao nodded frequently and felt the same way.

The fireworks are easy to disperse, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for the two to say goodbye. Although Liu Wei was still chatting, he also knew that he could no longer talk to Cao Cao, after all, he still had things to do.

Liu Wei filled Cao Cao's ear cup with wine again, raised his glass to toast, and said in his mouth: "Luoyang is raining in the early morning, and the grass pavilion is green and willow-colored. Persuade the gentleman to drink a glass of wine and go east to Yanzhou without a reason. ”

Hearing the poems chanted by Liu Wei, Cao Cao was stunned for a moment. At this time, the seven-character quatrain had not yet appeared, and people were chanting either songs or ancient poems. When he first heard this kind of poetry with a strong sense of rhythm, Cao Cao was amazed and hurriedly asked Liu Wei to write it down for his own reference.

Liu Wei asked people to remove the wine utensils, and spread Luoyang paper, which was done in one fell swoop.

After Liu Wei finished writing, Cao Cao picked it up and looked at it, and was immediately taken aback. The font used by the young man in white is not the popular official script, but a font that is very similar to the eight-point book.

The so-called eight-point book is the predecessor of the regular script of later generations, which was created by Wang Zhong in the early years of Emperor Zhang, and now the best writing is Yingchuan Zhong Xuan, many people copy his pen style, and even the calligraphy everyone Cai Yong is full of praise for him.

However, the young man in white did not imitate his penmanship, and it was even very different from the penmanship of any eight-point book that Cao Cao had seen before. It is not as square and neat as other eight-point books, but between the lines as smooth as flowing water, which is very suitable for people like Cao Cao to write.

The seven-character quatrain just now, coupled with the current unique font, made Cao Cao feel that the white-clothed young man in front of him seemed to be covered with a mysterious aura.

Cao Cao did not believe that the poem and font were created by the young man in white, because the creation of fonts and poems could not be completed by one person overnight. How could a teenager who was so young come up with a poetic style and font? But if you learn from others, why haven't you heard of this person at all?

Of course, if this young man is a god in the world, then these explanations make sense. But how could Cao Cao, who had always thought that his son was silent and strangely confused, believed these things, and he couldn't understand it, so he had to ask: "The ancient poems written by Xiaoyou are very different from the font and the style of the current poems, I don't know who created them?" ”

Liu Bian's face was slightly red, the poem was an imitation of Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song", as for the words, there was no calligraphy at all, it was completely the font that Liu Bian was used to writing in his previous life, and he kneaded it into the writing of a brush, similar to the line of letters, but there was no line of letters. Because it occupies the words new and strange, it makes people feel amazing.

Seeing Cao Cao's question, Liu Wei replied vaguely: "The font and poetry style are both created by the family teacher, and as for the name of the family teacher, it is inconvenient to mention it below." ”

The young man in white replied with a deep taboo, although Cao Cao felt sorry, but seeing that the other party didn't want to say too much, he didn't mention it anymore. Holding the paper and smiling: "The title of this poem is novel, the font is extraordinary, if such a masterpiece is flowing in future generations, it must be difficult to buy." The gift of the little friend can be regarded as benefiting the children and grandchildren. ”

Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, this coincided with his idea of Cao Cao's gift poem just now, and he couldn't help laughing.

Although Cao Cao's literary talent is extraordinary, he does not have the kind of sour Confucian character that seems to be like Confucius as a turbidity. On the contrary, from the conversation, Liu Wei can hear that he did not respect Confucianism alone, but advocated the coexistence of Shinigh, agriculture and industry, and the compatibility of various ideas. There seems to be a very quaint idea of class equality in his bones.

Liu Wei felt that if Cao Cao could choose the era in which he lived, he should live in the Warring States Period, where a hundred schools of thought contended.

Seeing that it was not early, Cao Cao got up and said goodbye to Liu. Flying on the horse, the expression on his face changed from the decadence after parting with Yuan Shao just now, urged the horse to whip up, and galloped away.

Looking at Cao Cao's back, Liu Wei was silent for a long time, and under Jiang Qi's call, he got up and left.

(To be continued, please watch the next chapter)