Chapter 77, hand over Jiaoweiqin (the little beauty Cai Wenji is about to appear, everyone recommends and collects it, thank you)

In the evening, Lü Zhan and his party rode horses in a quiet wilderness -- about 100 miles away from Chencang County. On the left is the vast and sparsely populated countryside, and on the right is the Yellow River, which stretches out like a belt into the distance.

Lu Zhan saw that everyone's figures were stretched for a long time under the illumination of the setting sun, and he saw that there seemed to be a faint smoke rising in the distance, so he remembered a very famous poem, so he changed it slightly, and read casually: "The wilderness is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river." ”

Dian Wei beside him didn't understand; The three women were thoughtful; Mr. Tian groaned slightly and praised it: "Good poetry, good poetry." ”

"What's so good?" Dian Wei, the eldest man, asked roughly.

"A few numbers summarize the scenery here and sublimate it, how is it not a good poem? Tian sighed to himself. Mr. Tian's face was sincere, and he shook his head.

Dian Wei still wanted to ask, but when he saw the red clothes walking behind on horseback, he glanced at himself at this time, grinned, and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Mr. Tian praised it falsely, Lu just looked at the things in front of him and felt it." Lu Zhan thought of the famous sentence made by Wang Wei, who was born hundreds of years later, and his old face flushed, and he said humbly.

The reason why he recited the famous sentence was for a purpose, and he wanted to leave a deep impression on Mr. Tian: Literati like them, who read poetry and books, have always regarded themselves as high-minded, and if they do not give the other party a sense of shock in terms of literary talent, it seems to be a little difficult to "associate with each other" in the future -- of course, if Mr. Tian has now become Lu Zhan's adviser, then it is a different matter, the problem is that there is no now.

Lu Zhan currently has no territory and no power, if he bluntly asks Mr. Tian to assist him in doing great things in the future, there is a chance that the other party will not agree. Therefore, this matter has to be done slowly, first let the other party have a good impression of him, and then he has a base and the strength to be able to confront the princes from all walks of life, and then invite the other party over, it must be a matter of course.

Mr. Tian looked at him with a smile and seemed to like his "humble spirit" very much. Lu Zhan saw that the effect had been achieved, and he was afraid that it would be too much, so he no longer "showed off".

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Two days later in the morning. Everyone rode out of the ancient capital of Xianyang and marched east along the official road. Thinking of the great changes in Luoyang in the past few days, Lu Zhan did not dare to delay at all, but in order to take care of the others, except for Dian Wei, he still controlled his speed and traveled at a medium speed - more than 200 miles a day.

"Wouldn't it, the difficult road is blocked?" At this time, seeing two carriages and a large number of people parked on the road at the foot of the mountain in the distance, he thought worriedly.

"Driving~" In order to find out, he slapped his horse and accelerated and rushed over.

"There are a lot of people over there, how can there be less of me, drive ~ I Dian Wei is also here." Dian Wei screamed excitedly, and also rushed over.

"Giggle...... "Several women were teased by him, leaving a laugh like silver bells.

Mr. Tian looked at the two of them with interest - after just a few days of getting along, he found that Lu Zhan and Dian Wei were both high-level and courageous people, the former was calm and careful; The latter is straightforward and rude, and when the two are together, they call each other brothers, and complement each other - it seems that under their influence, the knot in his heart is gradually opened: the opportunity has not come, the pearl is covered with dust, and the knife is difficult to get out of the sheath; When the opportunity comes, point out the country and watch me get away.

When he got closer, Lu Zhan could clearly see that it was two groups of people confronting each other: in front of him was a group of masked black-clothed men, about twenty or thirty people, all with weapons in their hands; Behind them were a dozen or so servants who had surrounded the two wagons in the center, and they also had weapons in their hands—but they seemed to be a little timid when they saw the large number of people on the other side.

When they saw someone riding behind them, they were overjoyed, but when they saw that there were only two of them, they were discouraged again. The black-clothed man glanced at Lu Zhan and Dian Wei who were riding horses, and didn't seem to care, still going their own way.

I only heard the "leading brother" standing at the front staring at the carriage and saying in a weird manner: "Old man Cai, as long as you hand over the Jiaoweiqin and the ancient folk customs that you have carefully collected and compiled as treasures, I will let you go, otherwise, if you tell us to be rough, you will have no good fruit to eat." ”

"Alas, you are thieves, that is, you don't know music, and you don't know poetry and books, what's the use of asking me to have a Jiaowei qin and books?" An old but neutral voice came from the first carriage, "I have some money here, you can take it, you can live happily for a while." As a condition, how about let's get past? ”

"Fart, who said that thieves can't understand music and poetry? Maybe other bandits don't understand, but we thieves do. The eldest brother snorted and said, "We don't want your money, you better take it back for retirement." Just leave the piano and ancient books. Otherwise, tear down your old bones, so that you can't die well. ”

"Say, tell me, who sent you? You're definitely not bandits. The man in the carriage said suddenly.

"What are we not bandits? I'll show you the thief now. When the eldest brother took the lead heard this, his body shook inexplicably: How does this old guy know that we are not bandits? Then call someone to do it.

Immediately, two-thirds of the masked men rushed forward and fought with the domestic servants. The scene of "dingding, bang, bang......" immediately became chaotic, and the screams, shouts, and cries of pain were endless.

Lu Zhan, who had already ridden to the carriage, heard the conversation between them, and a feeling of ecstasy was rising in his heart, as if he was about to rush out of his body. He is no stranger to Jiaoweiqin. According to historical records, it was Cai Yong (a writer and calligrapher in the Eastern Han Dynasty) who called a seven-stringed piano made by skilled craftsmen after a section of trees that had been struck by lightning and never burned, and named it because there were traces of burning at the end of the piano.

On the day the piano was completed, Cai Yong ordered people to play, and felt that the sound of the piano was like thunder cutting through the sky, deafening, and thundered the three people who played the piano one after another, and then the timbre became pure and beautiful. Since then, Cai Yong has spared no spare, treating it as one of his three treasures - the other two treasures are his daughter Cai Yan and Cai Wenji and the ancient folk customs carefully compiled by him and his investigation of various places.

These three treasures, he almost takes them wherever he goes, and never leaves him.

When Lu Zhan thought of this, a strange light gradually appeared in his eyes: It is rumored that Cai Wenji is a stunning beauty, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see it today? Suddenly, he was interested again: According to historical records, Cai Wenji was born in 177 AD, and now it is 189 AD, so isn't she 12 years old?

"I don't have a pedophilia, I can only blame myself for my bad luck, and I have to wait a few years to see Cai Wenji, who is twenty-eight years old and captivates the country and the city." He thought to himself, and then looked up at the people in front of him: Even so, I can help with this favor.