Chapter 112: An Incomparably Familiar World (8)

Wang Yun was silent for a long time, and then said: "I have indeed transported all the treasures of the Lantai and the stone room here, but I have not yet collected other books. ”

He hesitated as he spoke, already knowing that Huang Xuan wanted these classics, but he was unwilling to speak first.

Come to think of it, the matter of collecting other classics of the Han Dynasty was something that happened after this Lord Situ killed Dong Zhuo and ascended to the throne. Huang Xuan snorted disdainfully, he believed that compared to the central power of the Han Dynasty, Wang Yun and the others knew how to choose. It was not only this Lord Situ who rebelled against Dong Zhuo, behind him was the entire Eastern Han scholar class, so Huang Xuan was not even ready to give Wang Yun a reason to bargain, but said very directly: "Is the master willing to cut his love?" ”

Wang Yun was still silent, but there was no fierce reaction to Huang Xuan's direct call, which was actually very revealing. The Confucian scholars of the Han Dynasty were already very proud, and the words were even more close, respectful and humble, so Wang Yun could call Huang Xuan and Lu Bu's words closer, but Lu Bu would never call Wang Yun's words, and Huang Xuan's title was already beyond the boundaries between the warriors and Confucians.

Huang Xuan chuckled twice, followed Lu Bu's example, and poured himself water and wine, at this time, the degree of rice wine was very low, the taste was slightly sweet, and it was quite refreshing.

Wang Yun looked at Huang Xuan for a while, and said: "Yun Ke promised disaster relief, and after transcribing a copy, he handed over the original version to you." Many of the classics in his collection are also unique to the Han Dynasty, and since he has collected them, he naturally understands the value of them.

Huang Xuan shook his head dryly, speaking of transcription, he can be thousands of times faster than manpower, but doing so is obviously not beneficial for obtaining buffer belt energy, in addition, he can't bear to wait here, so he said: "Within 3 days, as long as General Fengxian takes Dong Zhuo to an open place, I can 'shoot' and kill this thief, how long does it take for Lord Situ to transcribe the classics?" ”

Wang Yun was stunned for a moment, and Huang Xuan said again: "Lord Situ, can't you even agree to such a request?" ”

Lu Bu was also a little moved at this time, he was always squeezed out by the generals of Liangzhou, and the royalist family, the generals who could get their hands on it were all in the place, as long as Dong Zhuo was killed, he was a great general, and no one could take away the power. Seeing that Wang Yun couldn't make up his mind, he couldn't help but slam the wine cup on the coffee table, and put his hands into fists on his knees.

"Hey......" Wang Yun sighed and said, "I also hope that disaster relief will carefully protect these classics." ”

In this case, it is considered to be a good one. Huang Xuan couldn't hide his smile and said, "Don't worry, my lord." "He won't call Wang Yunbiao anymore to stimulate him.

After saying that, he turned his head to Lu Bu and said: "Feng Xian must master the officials and troops in the city, and after the matter is completed, the officials and troops of the Han Dynasty will be controlled by the generals." "The Liangzhou soldiers were not stationed in Chang'an, and to some extent, Chang'an was still under the control of the Han court.

As the boss of the National Military Commission, such a temptation "bewilderment" naturally lingered in the heart of Lu Bu, who was eager for quick success. Speaking of which, there are countless things like subordinates and bosses snatching wives and concubines, but in the end there are not many who provoke resistance, Cao "Cao" robbed Zhang Xiu's sister-in-law, and Lu Bu has a penchant for robbing subordinates' wives. Therefore, it is true that Lu Bu has a backbone, he killed Ding Yuan for the future, and killing Dong Zhuo was no exception, and it was the same for Liu Bei later.

Lu Bu drank two more sips of urgent wine, stared at Huang Xuan for a long time, and finally nodded heavily, and said, "Disaster relief is really a heroic boy, so I'm sitting down and waiting for the good news." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to shake Huang Xuan.

The two shook hands, but they didn't know that they plucked Wang Yun's string, he laughed and said, "Come here, child." ”

Lu Bu was puzzled and looked at the screen, and was suddenly shocked on the spot, Dian Wei Xunsheng, who was originally holding a sniper rifle and looking left and right, looked at it, and his face was also stunned, and his surprise was overflowing.

Huang Xuan's heart trembled, and he quickly looked back, only to see a girl slowly walking out, Rou Yi gently pushed open the screen, dressed in a purple dress, Chu Chu slender waist covered with a double butterfly embroidered Luo skirt, slightly bowed her head, and sat on the seat. Except for his black hair, his skin was as white as snow, which was better than the screen on his side.

Wang Yun laughed proudly twice again and said, "The little girl Diao Chan is also." Yunmeng's disaster relief and Fengxian's wrong love are not different from close relatives, so he and the two of them meet. ”

"This is Diao Chan! This is Diao Chan......" Huang Xuan had already exclaimed in his heart, and he paid more attention to the small piece of neck that was "exposed" when the girl gave the salute, only to feel that it was long, and his skin was like congealed fat, and he unconsciously leaned forward.

It seems that Wang Yun wanted to let Lu Bu see Diao Chan at today's banquet, and today, it was about the beginning of the serial scheme, just because of Huang Xuan's appearance, things changed a little bit.

During the banquet, Wang Yunwu drank by himself, observing everyone's expressions, Dian Wei was the first to put away his surprise, holding a sniper rifle in his arms, and his expression was as usual; Lu Bu took a sip of wine and then narrowed his gaze; Only Huang Xuan looked at each other fixedly, reluctant to miss a little.

"Diao Chan worships the princes." With a soft and crisp voice, Huang Xuan only felt that it was more beautiful than any singing voice in French, and even more moving than the sound and "color" of the water god-like Galadia.

In such a comparison, Huang Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "Its shape is also like a shocking dragon, graceful like a dragon." Rong Yao Qiuju ......, "But he is very familiar with Luo Shenfu."

Cao Zhi is now just 2 years old, and he is still between babbling and babbling. This gentleman, who is known as a talented man, has a wide range of knowledge, and his poems are even more immortal, but in terms of his reputation, it is the seven-step poem and Luo Shen Fu the most.

The former is famous for its legendary "color" color, and the latter can be described as the first hymn in the Chinese-speaking world, and for the literati and writers in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the value of this poem is equivalent to Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine", Du Fu's "Ascending", Su Shi's "When Will the Bright Moon Exist", and Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice". To put it more cheesily, "Luo Shen Fu" is the battle fu in poetry, the battleship in battleships, and Bill Gates in the rich.

Compared with modern poetry, the biggest feature of poetry is that it is suitable for "chanting" singing, the rhyming intonation makes people passionate, "Luo Shen Fu" is recited by Huang Xuan repeatedly, he doesn't care how the ancients hit the high endowment, the rise of his own singing, has stood up, and waited: "Ling Bo micro step, Luo socks dust." Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe", not only Wang Yun, but even Diao Chan, who was sitting reservedly, couldn't help it anymore and raised his head.

At that moment, Huang Xuan was stunned, only to feel that the face was beautiful and vulgar, and he could not be "forced" to look at, and he felt that under the reflection of the water, there was a divine light. Look at her kneeling and sitting down, her figure is still graceful, and the movement is like a "fog" in the body.

Looking at this, the Fu in Huang Xuan's mouth couldn't sing anymore, and Diao Chan couldn't help but "revea" a suspicious and "confused" expression.

In an instant, that beautiful face shone brightly, and even Wang Yun, who was also caught in the poem, couldn't help but move his body. As for Lu Bu and Dian Wei, needless to say.

Huang Xuan immediately shouted in his heart, "It's her, it's her." Where is he willing to let the beauty wait for a long time, and immediately continued: "Enter the difficult period, if you go back." Turning the eyes and flowing essence, smooth and jade. I didn't spit out my words, and I was as angry as a ......"

At this time, his full mood was already on Diao Chan, and his singing became more and more "chaotic". Diao Chan Bingxue is smart, looking like a natural bowing of his head, savoring the charm of Fuzhong, only Huang Xuan, his heart is divided into three places, and he sings Fu and hits the knots, and he can't help but wander his eyes at the willow waist and shoulders.

Huang Xuan looked at Diao Chan and couldn't take his eyes off it, but he could only see her phoenix eyebrows frowning, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wang Yun, who still carefully tasted the poems, reacted the fastest, and said with a cheerful smile: "The disaster relief masterpiece is comparable to Sima Xiangru." ”

Before Cao Zhi was born, Sima Xiangru was the first poet, as Wang Yun, who was a member of the scholar family, commented that even if Huang Xuan lived here for a long time, just relying on this comment was enough to worry about half a life, just like the sentence "Wang Zuozhicai" sent Wang Yun to Luoyang.

Huang Xuan looked at Diao Chan, only to see her slender and well-proportioned figure bowing, and said with a thousand manners: "The concubine thinks that the son deserves to be the same as Sima in this world." The corners of his mouth smiled thinly, like the moon breaking through the dark clouds, making people forget their minds, no wonder Wang Yun praised it as "closed moon".

For Huang Xuan, the two praises were not as good as a smile for this young girl, but he wanted to say, "You should be Zhuo Wenjun in the world", and he was afraid that he would surprise the beauty, so he suddenly became a little nervous, and forgot to put the bamboo on the table.

Lu Bu was jealous and Shanran said: "I didn't expect Huang Zhuangshi to be both civil and military." ”

He said the word "strong man" again, but Huang Xuan was excited and sobered up: it was not himself who wrote this poem, but the unlucky Cao Zhi, who was not a Sima Xiangru in the world, but one of the lucky ones in later generations.

Young people, who are always susceptible to the influence of others, and are more likely to get into the tip of the horns, are even more radical at this time: Diao Chan is laughing at the beautiful psalms, laughing at his own artificiality and untimely "chanting", and perhaps laughing at his own ignorance and recklessness.

For a while, Huang Xuan thought so far that he couldn't sit down anymore, straightened up and said: "Lord Situ, I still have something to do, and I will take the first step and discuss the matter, which is subject to what Shicai said." ”

Without waiting for someone to answer, Huang Xuan had already stood up, grabbed his sniper rifle, and whispered to Dian Wei: "Let's go." ”

Wang Yun smiled, but he didn't know why he was laughing.

Diao Chan raised its head slightly, and its eyes seemed to be rippling in a flood of autumn water.