531 Burn the verse

Cao Cao was so brainy, he could see Wang Baoyu's thoughts at once, and said with a smile: "You want it, right?" ”

"Alright! Even if I want to, I hope you can do it. Wang Baoyu said honestly.

"You don't covet power and beauty, but you have something you want, and let's hear it."

"Actually, it's nothing special, I heard before that you got a golden arrow from Lu Bu, you might as well give it to me as a souvenir." Wang Baoyu said.

"Oh, I see." Cao Cao thought for a while, and remembered that there was indeed such a thing, but he spread his hands regretfully and said: "That thing is not unusual, it is nothing more than made of gold, but unfortunately it has been smelted and made a hairpin for his wife." ”

Yes? Wang Baoyu scratched his head for a while, scratching his heart and liver in a hurry, and said in a loud voice: "Alas, what a waste of good things!" ”

Zhou Yu said at the time that if he could gather these three golden arrows and shoot them with the wind and thunder bow, he could retreat from a million troops. Although this is a legend that Zhou Yu doesn't believe, judging from the strange symbols on the hand, there may be some other mysteries.

Now that a golden arrow is gone, the Wind Thunder Bow must be useless. Wang Baoyu had a sad face, he didn't expect Cao Cao, who was not bad for money, to use gold arrows to make jewelry to coax his daughter-in-law to be happy, if this is the case, Cao Cao is also a loser!

Cao Cao looked at Wang Baoyu carefully, smiled slyly, and asked, "Baoyu, what is the use of this arrow?" ”

"It's not a good thing, I'm a person who likes to collect rare things. Zhou Yu once gave me a golden bow, and I have been looking for a golden arrow that can match this golden bow. Wang Baoyu said.

"Have you ever carried a golden bow with you?" Cao Cao asked.

"No, something so heavy was thrown in Yiling." Wang Baoyu said.

"Baoyu, don't hide it from me, Sun Jian used this golden bow to injure Hua Xiong with an arrow, and that Hua Xiong's martial arts were world-famous, and he couldn't dodge this arrow and died under Sun Jian's knife. Lu Bu held this arrow in a brocade box, treating it as a treasure, how could it be an ordinary thing? Cao Cao asked meaningfully.

"Looks like you know everything?" Wang Baoyu asked weakly.

"How can you hide it from my eyes?" Cao Cao said proudly.

"I don't understand this, listen to what you mean, this golden arrow is still there?" Wang Baoyu was overjoyed.

"What do you say?"

"That's it!" Wang Baoyu's heart shook wildly!

"Hey, indeed. But I can't send you. Cao Cao flatly refused.

Wang Baoyu hated it so much, Cao Cao wanted to explore the mystery of the golden arrow, if he pursued it at this time, it would make him suspicious, and maybe he would send someone to Yiling to turn over his home.

So Wang Baoyu pretended to be deliberately indifferent: "Then forget it, when I didn't say it." ”

"Don't you really want it?" Cao Cao tilted his head and asked, the suspiciousness of the politician was exhaustive.

"Don't, look at your stinginess, it's a big deal that I'll save more gold in the future and build one."

Cao Cao stared at Wang Baoyu's face carefully, feeling that from the micro-expression, this twenty-year-old Mao boy should not have hidden other information about himself. Cao Cao knew people very accurately, but he couldn't stand that Wang Baoyu was a crossing brother, and his actual age was almost forty years old, which was something he couldn't imagine anyway.

Cao Cao put his mind at ease, but took the opportunity to put forward conditions, "I am not a stingy person, I have no merit and no luck, if you want to do this, you should always do something for me." ”

"I can't help you if I don't want to, you're going to kill me at every turn."

Cao Cao laughed again and said, "This matter will be discussed when we return to Xudu." ”

The archery competition was over, and Cao Cao ordered a banquet to be set up on the Tongque Terrace, so that the civil ministers and military generals below would climb the Tongque Platform together, climb high and overlook, and drink and have fun.

Everyone criticized Wang Baoyu for sitting next to Cao Cao and becoming a guest, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and Cao Cao didn't care about the feelings of these people at all, and even asked Wang Baoyu to sit at the same table with him and eat a dish on a plate.

When the wine was half-drunk, Cao Cao looked around and said: "The martial arts will be happy to shoot and ride, show their might, and be a well-educated person, ascend this high platform, why not offer a good medal to commemorate it?" ”

The civil servants nodded their heads one after another and began to write articles, and one article after another was handed over. Cao Cao looked at it with a smile, and threw it aside casually when he read it, ignoring the cold faces of the officials below one after another.

"Lao Cao, what you wrote doesn't fit your mind?" Wang Baoyu asked in a low voice.

"There are too many words of praise, and there is no lack of loneliness and the meaning of being the emperor, which is very boring."

"Lao Cao, dare to ask, why aren't you the emperor?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"If it is undecided today, I will conquer the Quartet in the name of the saint, and the division will be famous, if I am called the emperor, I will be attacked by the princes, and the gains outweigh the losses." Cao Cao didn't hide it.

"High! It's really high! Wang Baoyu gave another thumbs up.

In the end, dozens of articles were thrown away by Cao Cao, forming a pile on the ground, and the people who handed the articles behind were all nervous, for fear of offending Cao Cao and causing death.

What good article can be written under high pressure, and the article that is presented again, Cao Cao just glanced at it and threw it away, his brows furrowed tightly.

An hour later, when no more articles were served, Cao Cao yawned, found it very boring, and ordered: "Burn all these articles." ”

The attendants hurriedly picked up the manuscript and ran to the side to light it, and in the firelight, the masterpieces of these literati who were proud of them turned into a pile of ashes.

The atmosphere on the field was very tense, everyone didn't even dare to breathe, Cao Cao cheered up, drank a cup, and then pointed at a civil official with his finger at random, the civil official was shocked, knelt on the ground with a puff, and said in a trembling voice: "Prime Minister spare your life, spare your life!" ”

Cao Cao said dissatisfiedly: "Lone didn't say to kill you, I just wanted to ask the princes, do you know why you burned your masterpieces?" ”

The civil official took a breath, and before he could wipe the beads of sweat on his head, he suddenly fainted in front of him. Cao Cao didn't need to give orders, and immediately a few soldiers came up and carried him down, probably this kind of thing of being stunned on the spot happened from time to time.

"The prime minister's literary style is known to the world, and it must be our articles that are shallow and unpretentious, which makes the prime minister unhappy." A trembling old man stepped forward.

"Who is this man?" Wang Baoyu inquired.

"Wang Lang." Cao Cao replied casually.

Wang Lang! was later scolded to death by Zhuge Liang, but at his age, he must be sick, and it is no wonder that he is easily angry to death.

Cao Cao held the wine glass, was silent for a long time, tears flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "All the princes are talented and elegant, and the articles are all masterpieces of the world. Lonely is very fond of it, but ......"

Cao Cao was so choked up that he couldn't speak, and everyone held their breath and didn't dare to say more.