Zhang Forget was silent, Cao Cao, the speaker at this time, was so difficult to deal with, wouldn't it be more troublesome for the future prime minister of the Han Dynasty?

Thinking that he is now famous, has no background, and has no power, and standing with Cao Cao looks very inferior, Zhang Wang's mood is even worse. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since he and Cao Cao are destined opponents in the future, there is no need for deep friendship at the moment.

Brothers turn against each other, and it has always been a tragedy in the world.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wang clenched his fists slightly and said, "Brother Cao stopped the little brother, I don't know what advice you have?" ”

Cao Cao observed his words and found that Zhang Wangzheng was deliberately alienating himself, and his face couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

Because his father Cao Song is the adopted son of Cao Teng, the eldest servant of Zhongchang, many people look down on his background, but he didn't expect Zhang Forget to be vulgar.

His father, Cao Song, was a great Honglu, who loved money too much, and his reputation among the scholars was not very good, which also affected him to a certain extent. At the beginning, he was the lieutenant of northern Luoyang, and the fame saved by killing the uncle of the eunuch Jian Shuo is no longer mentioned.

Cao Cao was not born with self-pity, and he quickly got rid of his low mood, and directly told Zhang Forget his original intention to stop him: "The painting made by the virtuous brother is lifelike, and the poems attached to the painting are even more impressive. It's just that the poem seems to read with a sense of unfinishedness, and I think it should be an excerpt from a long poem. ”

Speaking of this, Cao Cao was a little embarrassed: "I also love poetry and poetry all my life, can you please tell me the whole poem, so that I can go home and slowly learn and appreciate it." ”

Zhang Forget heard Cao Cao say this, and couldn't help but be moved.

In the Later Han Dynasty, Cao Cao was a well-known lover of literature, regardless of his annotations to the subset of classics and histories, only talking about poems and songs, there are more than 20 poems that have been circulated in later generations.

Among them, the short song that expresses "When you sing about wine, the geometry of life", everyone knows it.

Compared with him, Yuan Shao, Sun Quan and Liu Bei are simply scum with a literary value of only five.

"When the country is about to die, there will be demons", this statement is really true.

An all-rounder like Cao Cao, who has extremely high literary attainments, extremely high military attainments, and extremely high political attainments, there are not many in the entire history of Chinese emperors.

Today's Han Dynasty is not yet turbulent, and Cao Cao's mind is still used in poetry and songs, which is a good thing for Zhang Wang.

So should you push the boat and let Cao Cao go further on the road of poetry and poetry, so as to distract him from the economic, political and military energy?

Looking at Cao Cao's expectant eyes, Zhang Wangxiao smiled and said, "I didn't expect Brother Meng De to be a fellow practitioner, and the younger brother was overjoyed to hear it." The way of poetry, three words and two words are not clear, if Brother Meng De does not dislike it, you may wish to come to my house in the coming day. Isn't it a joy in life for you and me to use poetry as wine, songs as delicacies, and talk all night long? ”

Cao Cao thought that Zhang Forget looked down on him, but when he saw Zhang Wang's sincere invitation, he suddenly went to his heart, and said with great joy: "So it is a word." ”

Zhang Forget high-fived him and made an appointment to drink and talk happily after ten days. What you can't get is the best, I'll give you a sense of expectation.

Cao Cao couldn't wait to talk about poetry with Zhang Forget on the second day, and when he heard that he could only go to the banquet after ten days, he was really a little disappointed.

Looking at Cao Cao's back with regret far away, Zhang Forget couldn't help but sigh deeply.

This is a big thick leg, but unfortunately he is destined to not be able to hold it.

I don't have Xun Yu's talent, Yang Xiu's wisdom, Dian Wei's martial arts, Hua Tuo's medical skills, and I haven't saved Cao Cao's life like Xu You, so why can't these people save their lives by Cao Cao's side, but they can?

If one day he doesn't like himself, Cao Cao makes a move to himself, "I kill people in my dream", then he is really speechless and asks the sky.

When he talked about poetry and songs all night, he resolutely couldn't let Cao Cao fall asleep......

The currency of the Han Dynasty was five baht coins, one of which was about three and a half to four grams, and 100,000 five-baht coins weighed nearly 800 catties.

He Jin promised a reward of 100,000 yuan in order to compete with Zhao Qi for Zhang Wang's "He Jin Banquet and Drinking Map".

In order to show that the amount of this reward was huge, He Jin deliberately did not use gold and silver to settle the settlement, and used all five baht coins.

The housekeeper sent five strong slaves and carried ten baskets, and then all the 100,000 copper coins were transported to Zhang Wang's house at one time.

Zhang Mane, the little leader of the Yellow Turban, has been hesitating, not knowing whether to leave Luoyang in a gray way, or to sign a deed of sale with Zhang Wang, and continue to endure humiliation and stay in Luoyang to check the movements of the imperial court.

This hesitation disappeared completely when he saw the basket of five baht.

Tie your head to the waistband of your trousers to rebel, isn't the picture just to have food, clothing, a house, and a field, and now everything has been realized with Zhang Wang, and you can also observe the movements of the court for Qu Shuaibo, this kind of good thing that kills two birds with one stone, what is there to hesitate

Zhang Forget saw that the yellow scarves led by Zhang Mane were open-minded when they saw the money, and they were willing to sign a deed of sale with him, so he happily prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and personally made a contract for them.

"Zhang Mane, a native of Huang County, Donglai County, Qingzhou, is twenty-one years old, and now because of his debts, he voluntarily sold himself to Zhang Wang's name as a servant, and received a monthly salary of 3,000 Wen, until he was old and decrepit. If there is disobedience to the master's affairs, admitting beating and accepting punishment, it is a matter of willingness, and it is no different to say, empty words have no evidence, and this is the basis, and it will be ...... on a certain year, month, and day."

Zhang Mane listened to Zhang forget to read the deed of sale specially written for him, scratched his head and said: "Xiao Langjun, I am from Runan, what are you doing in Huangxian County, Donglai County?" It's a bird place, I've never heard of it. ”

"Runan is too close to here, and it won't take a few days to go back and forth, if someone wants to check your details, it will be troublesome. Write you far away, and within half a year, you don't have to worry about your identity being revealed. ”

"However, we don't have a tattoo of household registration, will Luoyang Mansion stamp our slave deeds based on your words?"

"Luoyang Lingcai is too lazy to take care of this matter, as long as his subordinate Hu Cao takes the money and feeds it, no one will be embarrassed about the matter of a hundred of you making a slave contract."

Zhang forgot to explain too much, and after driving him away, he continued to make contracts for others. The hundred Yellow Turban soldiers are all strong people specially selected by Zhang Leigong, and such a good strong labor force will be punished if it is not collected in his own pocket.

Ma Yuanyi, the generous leader of the Yellow Turbans, will not come to Luoyang until next year to collude with the bigwigs of the DPRK and China, and he has time to brainwash these Yellow Turban soldiers. It doesn't matter if there are a few diehard fans of Qu Shuai Bocai mixed in it, anyway, as long as they don't leave Luoyang, even if they know that they have been deceived, they have nothing to do with themselves.

After the Yellow Turban soldiers made the contract, each of them advanced 3,000 Wen Yue and went to sleep happily.

Lang Zhongchun Yu Yi looked at Zhang Forget with resentment on the side, full of misery.

Zhang Wang's house slave has a monthly income of 3,000, and his family members are treated equally, and now a group of yellow turban thieves also have a monthly income of 3,000.

I am the only one who sincerely apprentices to study medicine, and I work hard every day and get paid nothing.

It's okay if there is no pay, the key is that I have been following Zhang Forget for so long, I haven't learned any medical skills, and I don't know when I will be able to regain the glory of my ancestors.

came to Luoyang from Huayin to follow Zhang Wang, which seemed to be a complete mistake.

Zhang Wangyi patted his head, as if he had just remembered, and said to him: "Chun Yuyi, you came to Luoyang to study medicine with me, right?" ”

After many days of getting along, Chun Yuyi already knew what he was like, so naturally he would not be confused by his performance, and he didn't say a word, continuing to blame him silently.

Zhang Forget smiled awkwardly: "Tell me, you want to learn something." ”

Chun Yuyi saw that Zhang Forget was a little serious, so he said: "When I was in Huayin, Lang Jun mentioned a medical book, called "Compendium of Materia Medica", I have studied medicine for a long time, but I have never heard of this book, can Lang Jun teach me this book?" ”

Zhang Forget shook decisively: "Impossible." ”

Chun Yuyi's face was a little ugly: "Why?" If Lang Jun cares about his reputation, I can officially worship you as a teacher. If Lang Jun asks for money, I can help you do things for ten years without taking a penny. ”

"It's not about money, and it's not about fame."

Zhang Wangwu said with a sad face: "The Compendium of Materia Medica has a total of fifty-two volumes, containing 1,892 kinds of medicines, collecting 11,096 prescriptions, and also drawing 1,160 exquisite illustrations in the book, about 1.9 million words. Even if I were willing to pass it on to you, you would not be able to learn it all in your lifetime. ”

Chun Yuyi was stunned: "There is such a strange book in the world, I don't know who wrote it." ”

"It doesn't matter who wrote it, the important thing is that I have to copy it for two years to copy the whole book, and you will not be able to learn it in a lifetime. I don't have the time to copy books, and I don't want you to spend your whole life reading. ”

Chun Yuyi fell to his knees with a puff, and said earnestly: "Please pass this book to me sir, Mr. is unwilling to copy the book, and the disciple is willing to write it on his behalf." Disciples are not pedantic people and do not spend their whole lives studying ancient books. Every time a disciple learns a prescription, he treats a disease for the people, and every time he learns a medical book, he benefits the people. If the disciple cannot finish learning in this life, the disciple will still have the disciple, and he will definitely pass on this book and the merits of Mr. from generation to generation. ”

Zhang Forget looked at him for a long time and asked, "The lice are black and black, the pigs are white and white, the water eaters are fishy, and the herbivores are fat, do you know why?" ”

Chun Yuyi knew that Zhang Forget was testing himself, thought about it seriously, and replied: "The water and soil are different, the north and the south are different, and the habits are different, so they are different. “

"Okay, since you are not a mediocre talent, I will teach you this "Compendium of Materia Medica".

Zhang Forget stretched out his hand and pointed to the long case: "Sit down, I'll dictate, and you can copy it." The "Compendium of Materia Medica" is divided into 16 parts: water, fire, earth, gold and stone, grass, grain, vegetables, fruits, wood, clothing, insects, scales, media, birds, beasts, and people. I'll ask you one last time, are you ready? ”