"The road is far away, and thieves are rampant, so I don't dare to come." Zhang Song said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Lone has cleared the Central Plains, why do you come to say that the thief is a thief?" Cao Cao became more and more annoyed.

"There is Sun Quan in Jiangdong, Liu Bei in Jingzhou, and Zhang Lu in Han, all of whom have more than 100,000 soldiers, and the war is about to break out. Zhang Songdao.

When there was a sound, Cao Cao threw the cup in his hand, clenched his fist, and said sharply: "Since the world is chaotic, why do you dare to come?" ”

"In the name of the Lord, go to the soup and go to the fire, and do not give up." Zhang Song did not move.

"Don't drive Zhang, why don't you know how to be polite and blindly collide?" Yang Xiu on the side couldn't listen to it, and couldn't help but teach.

"There is no slanderer in my Sichuan, and I have always dared to speak out." Zhang Song said politely.

Yang Xiu's nose was crooked, and he couldn't be afraid, so he stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Song's clothes and scolded: "Ugly man, you dare to say that I am slanderous, miss me Yang Xiu, you have always been loyal to the monarch and protect the lord, and you have never dared to slack off in the slightest, how can you be allowed to maliciously slander?" ”

"How can a man who dare not speak up be a gentleman?"

Zhang Song bared his teeth at Yang Xiu, making him tremble in fright, and finally let go of his hand.

When Zhang Song saw Yang Xiu's appearance, he was even more disdainful, and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that I came here sincerely, the prime minister hung the curtain to entertain guests, and there are some people under the tent!" In the long run, there is no need for foreign enemies to invade, but I am afraid that the disaster will arise from within, and the oil lamp will be exhausted and the building will collapse! ”

Wow yes! Cao Cao was so angry that his face turned blue, he slapped his thighs a few times with both hands, stretched out his hand and took out half of the Heavenly Sword, and was about to lift the curtain to come out.

Wang Baoyu saw that he was going to make a fuss, and in the spirit of compassion, he took a few steps forward and persuaded in a low voice: "Lao Cao, the so-called singing on stage, there are crying and laughing, shouting and shouting, just to attract attention. Zhang Song still wants you to pay attention to him, if he is a guest, he may not say so. ”

Guest? Cao Cao looked disdainful, but he still put down the Heavenly Sword, gritted his teeth and scolded: "I have countless strategists under my account, all of them are rich and elegant, and there are occasional disputes, but they are not as pretentious as him!" This person is extremely hateful, let him have the wisdom of the world, and let him have talent and destiny in my place! ”

Damn, although this is civilized, it is undoubtedly the biggest curse for a conceited person, Wang Baoyu smiled: "Didn't you persuade me, no matter the gentleman or villain, you should make good use of it!" Don't be like him. ”

"If you don't dampen his spirit, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart." Cao Cao was so angry that he rubbed his face again, and commanded in a loud voice: "The teaching field is lined up, and I want to parade with Zhang." ”

The order was conveyed immediately, and Cao Cao ignored Zhang Song, so he let him stand below, and instead asked Wang Baoyu to come over for tea and chat. After waiting for two hours, the guards came to report that the soldiers had been completed and that the prime minister was invited to go.

Zhang Song is really a talent, and he actually fell asleep standing below. Cao Cao got up angrily and went to the parade, but he hesitated behind the curtain, and before he saw him, his head began to ache faintly again.

"Why is there such an ugly person in the world!" Cao Cao was so angry that he stomped his feet, Wang Baoyu understood his difficulties, hehe smiled and put the awakening handkerchief under Cao Cao's nose and let him smell it, Cao Cao suddenly felt refreshed, so he opened the curtain and walked out.

Yang Xiu hurriedly shook Zhang Song with his face sideways, Zhang Song stretched out his hand to shake off the harazi that was more than a foot long, rubbed his eyes and followed behind Cao Cao. Yang Xiu couldn't hold back in the end, and ran to the side and vomited in the dark.

The four of them walked towards the church together. Wang Baoyu still sat in the same RV with Cao Cao, Yang Xiu rode with Zhang Song, and wherever they passed, there was no need to disperse the crowd. The most pitiful thing is the naughty boy on the street, who is noisy with his father and mother on weekdays, wants this and that, how arrogant, seeing Zhang Song's appearance, he was so frightened that his eyes widened, and he didn't even have the courage to cry, so he was taken home by his family, closed his door, and didn't come out again.

The group finally came to the church near the west gate, the 50,000 army has been assembled, the armor is distinct, the battle robe is fluttering, the golden drum is shocking, the soldiers are dazzling, the flag is waving, the people and horses are noisy, all directions, neat and orderly, a good group of mighty momentum.

Cao Cao led everyone up to the high platform, looking into the distance, full of ambition, but Zhang Song squinted his eyes and looked down, a look of contempt.

"How is the terroir in Shuzhong?" Cao Cao asked.

"Shu has the danger of the Jinjiang River, the male of the Sword Pavilion, the folk customs are simple, the market is connected, the fields are fertile, the nine harvests in ten years, the country is rich and the people are abundant, there are often orchestras, the products are abundant, piled up like a mountain, and the world can not match it!" Zhang Song replied arrogantly.

Zhang Song said this to send a signal to Cao Cao, that is, Xishu is a good place, and he should plot here, which is actually a good intention. But because the impression he left on Cao Cao was too bad, Cao Cao thought he was showing off, and asked unhappily: "Is there a talent in Shu?" ”

"Both civil and military, wise and brave, loyal and generous, hundreds of people. A useless person like Zhang Song can carry a carload of buckets, but he can't count them. Zhang Song was rarely modest.

"Rhetoric." Cao Cao expressed disdain, pointed down and asked, "Do you recognize this formation?" ”

"This is the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, although there are changes in it, it is vulnerable." Zhang Song glanced at it and immediately replied.

Cao Cao was so angry that his beard curled up again, and he said angrily: "Do you think I don't know the art of war? ”

"It's medie!" Zhang said cheaply.

Cao Cao was annoyed and scolded Zhang Song's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, Yang Xiu couldn't listen to it, took out a white silk from his arms, handed it to Zhang Song, and said: "The prime minister's art of war is strategic, he can understand ghosts and gods, and he has written the "New Book of Mengde", dare to ask who can do it today?" ”

Cao Cao's face finally had a smile on his face, and he began to be proud again, Wang Baoyu leaned over to take a look, the content was a little familiar, but he didn't have many words. Zhang Song just glanced at it casually and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Cao Cao turned his head and asked.

"Ridiculous, this book is written by an anonymous person in the Warring States Period, and children in Shu can recite it!" Zhang Songdao returned the scroll to Yang Xiu. Yang Xiu was surprised, and asked him to recite it again and try it in annoyance.

Zhang Song did not hesitate, and recited it loudly, and Yang Xiu looked at it, and it was actually word for word from beginning to end.

Cao Cao's old face was red with shame, this was originally a book provided by Cai Wenji, he luckily thought that there was no one in the world, so he changed it to his own book, but he didn't expect Zhang Song to unceremoniously debunk it.

It's not that Zhang Song never forgets it, but it is a coincidence that he has such a book at home, and he likes it very much, and he has long been familiar with it.

"Since the theory of solitude is in line with the ancients, all this book will be burned, and nothing will be left." Cao Cao said angrily.

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