Chapter 89 It's all plagiarism

On the south bank of the river, Liu Bei and Fang Shao stood on the high ground and looked out at the river, watching the two iron-locked boats slowly sail back.

Liu Bei looked suspicious and muttered, "Which play is Zhou Yu playing?" ”

Fang Shao had already guessed it, and couldn't help but sigh: "Zhou Lang is worthy of being Zhou Lang, he can actually come up with this trick, he is going to teach Cao Ying a lesson." ”

"What do you mean......" Liu Bei seemed to comprehend a little, and then looked at the two behemoths, and suddenly suddenly became enlightened, "I see, Zhou Yu deliberately bothered Cao Ying like this, in order to lure Cao Ying to follow his example." This Zhou Yu, we just offered him a plan a day ago, and he thought of a way today, he is really not a simple character. ”

Fang Shao also said: "In this way, this battle will soon be won or lost. ”

Liu Bei exhaled slightly, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said: "Zhongzheng, if you can win this battle, you will be indispensable, you have to be prepared, after the war is over, I and the military advisor will definitely have a heavier burden for you to pick." ”

It seems that these performances have not been in vain, and finally further recognized by Liu Bei for his talents.

Fang Shao was comforted, but he said: "Shao is a shallow learner, if he just gives a hand to the military advisor, and occasionally shows off his cleverness to solve the problems for the main public, as for this heavy burden, I am afraid that Shao will be difficult to bear." ”

What Fang Shao said was also psychological, although Zhuge Liang was deeply used by Liu Bei, but the burden on his body was also heavy, what kind of military and political trivial matters such as grain requisition, military recruitment, prison and so on, everything had to be handled by him. Fang Shao knew very well that the messy things Zhuge Liang did were not his forte, and he was afraid of working hard and was unwilling to do it.

This person, the work is too busy and the burden is too heavy, so he is not in the mood and has no time to enjoy the chic, even if he is powerful in the world, with countless money and beauties, it is useless to have no time to enjoy.

Therefore, Fang Shao's positioning for himself is very accurate, just make suggestions, the so-called wall between talking and laughing will be wiped out, for those things that work hard, it is better to leave it to people who have the ability and hobbies in this area to do.

"Your goal should be more ambitious, isn't it too much to be a strategist to be too aggrieved by your talent?" Obviously, Liu Bei's opinion is not the same as his.

Fang Shao smiled faintly and said: "The so-called 'ruler is short, inch is long', people are self-aware, and they only blindly greed for more and do things that they are not good at, I am afraid that it will only be half the effort." ”

Fang Shao's words seemed to make Liu Bei quite enlightened, he pondered for a long time, and nodded slightly: "'The ruler is short, the inch is long', well, it makes sense, it seems that I have to review the shortcomings of the previous employment." ”

Liu Bei woke up because of Fang Shao's words, Fang Shao was busy in horror, and said: "Shao is just self-evaluation, not vain about the gains and losses of the lord, and I hope the lord will not misunderstand." ”

Liu Bei smiled and said, "Of course I know, but as a minister, I should know everything about the mistakes of the lord, and you must remind me of my mistakes in the future." ”

Fang Shao also smiled and said: "If the lord can have such a mind, great things can be accomplished." ”

The two looked at each other and laughed calmly.

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However, he said that when Zhou Yu's iron lock Lianzhou was disturbed, Cao Ying got inspiration from it, so he sent an order to go down and ordered each battalion to rush to make iron chains overnight, and imitate Lianzhou according to Wu Jun's example.

In less than 10 days, more than 500 large fighting ships were combined into more than 50 rows of boats, and the soldiers of the Northern Army boarded the ships to practice, and sure enough, they were as smooth as on the shore, and the shortcomings of the boats on the river were eliminated by the bumps and rocks.

For a time, the civil and military forces from Cao Ying and below were all amazed by the whimsy of Prime Minister Cao Cheng, and those tortured northerner soldiers were completely freed from the nightmare as if they had been amnesty, and their depressed morale was greatly boosted.

After watching the naval performance, Cao Ying was in a happy mood, so he ordered to set up wine that night and be happy to be on the boat formation, rewarding the generals who had worked hard in the future.

At this time, even the heavy snow stopped, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, the moon was like a jade plate, looking at the Yangtze River in the distance, such as Hengsu Lian. There are hundreds of soldiers on the left and right, all dressed in brocade and country jackets, and the soldiers are heavily armoured. Dozens of beautiful women in front of them, dancing with music, and their posture is fluttering. The military officials seated and toasted one by one, and the words of praise were endless.

After a few rounds of drinking, Cao Ying was drunk and arrogant, so he raised his glass and said proudly: "The rebels of Dong Zhuo's rebellion have gone through dozens of years and hundreds of battles, just to sweep away the four seas and revive the Han Dynasty." Now the Central Plains and the north are flat, only Jiangnan is still stubbornly resistant, this cup of lonely respect to you, I hope that the princes will work hard to help the orphans sweep the Jiangnan, and then the world will be fine, and the solitary and the princes can share the wealth and peace. ”

Cao Ying was moved by his feelings, and all the civil and military officers were also deeply moved, and they raised their glasses to thank them.

Wine until late at night, most of the people present were drunk, Cao Ying was drunk and smoky, but still not happy, the interest was high, and he also carried a lance to dance in front of everyone, and then dumped a glass of wine off the boat to sacrifice the Yangtze River.

After drinking three more glasses, Cao Ying was already so drunk that he was staggering and unsteady, but he didn't want to be helped, and he barely stood on the ground with a lance.

After taking a few breaths, he suddenly saw a few crows flying over the branches, and he was in great interest for a while, so he said: "Hold this lance alone, break the yellow scarf, capture Lu Bu, destroy Eryuan, and dominate the world, and live up to the ambition of the husband." Today, on this beautiful day, it is a poem alone, and you can comment on it. ”

Cao Ying's poetry is peerless, at this time the inspiration is up, and he doesn't think much, so he opens his mouth and writes a poem: "When you sing about wine, life is geometric." For example, the morning dew is bitter and bitter...... Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been moaning to this day...... The mountains are not tired of being high, and the water is not tired of being deep. Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart-"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"Prime Minister's poem, the best in ancient and modern times!"

Cao Ying's poem ended, and there was a sound of applause and admiration all around, of course, the ministers realized the wonders of this poem, and although the generals were not good at poetry, but at this time when they drank to the wine, they just shouted and cheered, regardless of whether he understood or not.

Hearing the praise of the surrounding ministers, Cao Ying was even more complacent, looking around, enjoying the beautiful words of the crowd, but suddenly found that one person was not only admiring, but also talking and laughing with the people next to him.

Cao Ying's heart was suddenly unhappy, and he stepped forward with a horse lance and asked, "Zhong Xuan, what are you talking about, don't you look down on Lonely's poems?" ”

The drunken dwarf was named Wang Cang, who was originally a subordinate of Liu Biao, but he was not appreciated, and later because of his meritorious efforts to persuade Liu Cong to surrender, he was named the Marquis of Guannei by Cao Ying. This talent is brilliant, is one of the seven sons of the famous "Jian'an" in history, Cao Ying because of his love for his talent, so this expedition, take it with him, and discuss poetry with him in his spare time.

At this moment, Cao Ying's face was already gloomy, but this Wang Cang estimated that he had drunk too much, and the talented literati had such a stinky temper, and as soon as he drank too much wine, he began to be unscrupulous, and stood up with a smile at the moment, and said inarticulately: "Of course this poem is a good poem, I heard it a long time ago...... My son brought it back to me...... said who wrote it, by the way, it seems to be a surname Fang...... The prime minister is both civil and military, and he admires it. ”

Cao Ying was pondering in his heart: "Lao Tzu's poem is obviously inspired by feelings, and I just wrote it, but you guy said that it was written by someone else, isn't it framing me for plagiarizing others!" ”

Of course, Cao Ying would not have thought that Fang Shao copied Cao Ying's poem in Zhuge Rong's recruitment test, and Wang Cang was also unlucky, his son happened to participate in that competition, as the son of a generation of writers, seeing such a good poem, he naturally copied a copy and went home to share it with his father.

At this time, both of them were drunk, one was so confused that he couldn't speak clearly, but the other was angry when he heard it, Cao Ying suddenly shouted: "Okay, you Wang Cang, you dare to frame and mock Yu Gu like this, suffer death!" ”

Before the words fell, Chang Lance rushed out and pierced Wang Cang's chest on the spot.

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