Lao Cao was slightly stunned, I don't know why this girl was suddenly so shy, and she continued to make it up: "I still have a little thought, that is, I am afraid that the sword will be worn on my body, and when it is really used, it will be slightly damaged, and it will be difficult to regret it, so I specially handed it over to a very appropriate person to keep it for me...... Hmm, Jinzhi, what's wrong with you? ”

"Ahh No, nothing! I mean, Brother Wu's handling is very proper. Jin Zhi felt that she was ugly, and hurriedly covered it up, and couldn't help covering her face, only to feel that her cheeks were hot, and she secretly complained in her heart: It's all a good thing done by Aunt Baihua, otherwise how could I be cranky?

It is important to know that women's minds are the most difficult to guess, especially young women, whose thoughts are often eccentric and fast-turning, and often teach people to be unpredictable - but unlike young women, as long as they buy bags.

How else to say that girlish feelings are always poetry?

Rao is a veteran of the love scene like Lao Cao, and it is hard to imagine at this moment that this shy and timid girl actually wrote a song in his heart...... Huang Shi!

Lao Cao only said that Fang Jinzhi said, "Don't say, don't look", because he was afraid that he would feel embarrassed because he didn't bring the Qingluan Sword, and he couldn't help but be secretly grateful: the daughter of the dignified Holy Father, presumably she is also pampered, but she knows how to understand people like this, which is really commendable.

At the moment, his tone became more and more gentle, and he changed the topic: "Since I said goodbye to you, because of the Jiangzhou incident, the imperial court has repeatedly sent people to fight Liangshan, and I can't stay out of it, so I have to bring a mask to the battle, fortunately, no one knows ......"

Fang Jinzhi was also so happy not to talk about the size of the sword, and hurriedly said: "Ah, then I will help us with you!" Can the battle be won? ”

Lao Cao nodded and smiled: "I won, and then I went to Bianjing to find official positions for many brothers, thinking that it was a long-term plan; After finishing the work, I wanted to come to Jiangnan, but unexpectedly there was a dispute with Zengtou City, and we detained the brother who went to buy horses, so we had to crusade against him...... I've been wandering around the north since last year...... and Yu Dongying hooked up...... After coming back, I didn't have time to change my clothes, so I heard that Tong Guan waved his troops to go down to Jiangnan, because I was not there, I ordered my younger brother Wu Song as a general, for fear that I would lose, so I borrowed the name of my Song brother and hurriedly came here. ”

He babbled and talked about the situation after parting, with obvious intentions: after thinking about it several times, he was stumped, and now that he is free, he will go immediately.

Fang Jinzhi really fell for the plan, but he became uneasy: "It turns out that Brother Wu is so busy, but I am not sensible...... To tell you the truth, in the past two or three years, I often complained in my heart that you didn't count, and I wanted to go to Shandong to settle accounts with you, alas, I almost wronged my brother. ”

Cao Cao glanced at her suspiciously, and said in his heart: Strange, I said that Tong Guan ordered Wu Song as a general, and he was going to take the opportunity to lay a foreshadowing, but why didn't she ask me?

But I didn't know that in the girl's heart, Cao Cao would never be unfavorable to herself, so she didn't go to her heart, and subconsciously thought that Cao Cao must have a countermeasure, and she was lovesick for three years, and finally got what she wanted. Wouldn't that spoil the scenery and live up to the bright moon and spring breeze.

Although Cao Cao didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't ask, and she didn't have much to say.

had to follow her words and say: "Actually, I am not wronged. Now that I think about it, although those affairs are urgent, if they are really handed over to another brother to do, it is not impossible, in the final analysis, it is always Wu who is self-righteous and must bow to himself, so that he ......"

He turned his head and looked at Fang Jinzhi, his eyes were deep: "Pingbai delayed the Chenguang that you and I get along." ”

His sweet words, there is no word of love in the whole article, it seems to be plain, but it is full of the tenderness of a successful man, Fang Jinzhi listened to it in his ears, only to feel intoxicated, his eyes touched him, almost overflowing honey, he hung his head shyly, and said in a small voice: "The future Chenguang is still long." ”

Under the moonlight, the girl's expression was shy, and her already good appearance became more and more beautiful and lovely.

Although Lao Cao has always preferred more mature women, he couldn't help but be moved when he was in this situation, but his tone was really sincere: "Yes, I hope people will last a long time." ”

While speaking, the two slowly walked to the city gate, and the soldiers who were originally on duty saw the two of them coming up, and they were far away from it.

For a while, there was no one around, and the spring breeze in April swept through the night sky, brushing the girl's hair. Between the mountains and mountains, the waves of forests are blowing, and the tide of the Fuchun River is rolled in one place, just like the sound of heaven.

Fang Jinzhi turned his head to look at Lao Cao, then at the moon, pursed his lips, and felt that the sky was wide at this moment, the starlight and moonlight, the sound of the tree shadows and tides, everything he saw and heard was all beautiful and moving.

She only felt all kinds of emotions stirring in her heart, but it was difficult to speak, and she secretly regretted: That's it, my father invited a famous scribe to be a Xixi seat and teach me and Tianding to learn literature, but I shouldn't have let Tianding run away, otherwise if I am a talented girl, I can also make a poem at this moment, no matter if I read it ten or twenty years later, I will remember that tonight, Brother Wu and I talked about the moon here, isn't it unforgettable?

As soon as his thoughts turned, he suddenly said to Lao Cao: "Brother Wu, I heard the legend of the rivers and lakes, Shandong's 'Wu Mengde' is a person who is both civil and military, not only can he kill people with a knife, but also can write into a poem - I heard people say that there was a very powerful talent in ancient times, and he could become a poem in seven steps, is Brother Wu so powerful?" ”

When Cao Cao heard this, he was melancholy and amused, and sighed: "The one who becomes a poem in seven steps is my son." The son has this talent, is being a father weaker than him? ”

Fang Jinzhi only said that he was open-mouthed, slapped lightly, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, the ancients are also easy to take advantage of?" Wouldn't it disgrace the sages? Hmph, I know, Brother Wu must not be convinced of other people's talents, I heard Uncle Seven Buddhas say, this is called literati light, isn't it? ”

He secretly said: Yes, Shi Bao and they usually compete in martial arts, if Aunt Baihua is present, they will work harder every time, and sure enough, men love to show off in front of women, Brother Wu is such an old and generous person, in front of me, I can't help but be jealous of me and say that other talents are powerful.

She consciously saw through Lao Cao's jealousy, and her heart became sweeter, and deliberately provoked him: "Brother Wu, if you can also make a poem in seven steps, I will believe that you are really a good man who is both civil and military!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his white and smooth thumb and shook it in front of his eyes.

Cao Cao smiled, took two steps, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Fang Jinzhi-

She actually didn't know how difficult it was to make a poem, and when she saw Cao Cao take two steps, she was about to speak, but she said that her topic was easy, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly said: "I heard Uncle Seven Buddhas say, the literati of this dynasty, love to fill in the lyrics, Brother Wu and don't make poems, fill in a poem, well, I heard someone sing a "Linjiang Immortal", this Oolong Mountain is near the Fuchun River, you fill in a poem "Linjiang Immortal", shouldn't it be a scene." ”

"Linjiang Immortal?" Cao Cao smiled freely, took two more steps, raised his finger and pointed to the moon, then to himself and Jin Zhi, and groaned:

"There was a crescent moon in the sky, and the two stood side by side in the middle of the night.

The spring breeze goes to the treetops.

Thousands of mountains are constantly separated, and there are several dreams and soul tricks.

The beginning believes that lovesickness is like wine, who has been spared by affection?

The name mark on the Sansheng stone.

If it is not destined by heaven, where will the heart start? ”

As Lao Cao read out word by word, Fang Jinzhi's eyes widened wider and wider, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled. stared at Lao Cao without blinking, only feeling that this moment was actually a joy and satisfaction that he had never had in his life.

In fact, if she used a lot of poems, Fang Jinzhi would probably not know what to do, but Lao Cao saw that her knowledge in this area was limited, and the words were as white as water, and Fang Jinzhi could empathize with the meaning.

couldn't help but hold Lao Cao's hand with both hands, and shook it again and again: "Aren't you talking about this poem just you and me?" Oops, oops, you have to write it down for me, I'm going to memorize it well and never forget it for the rest of my life! Gee, did you just take two steps? You took five steps less than that ancient genius, and you wrote more, wrote more......"

She wrenched her fingers, trying to calculate how many words this poem had more than Cao Zhi's "Seven Steps Poem", and after counting for a long time, her expression became more and more confused, and she simply waved her hand: "I wrote a lot more words!" ”

Lao Cao saw that she was cute and cute, and he also laughed.

Fang Jinzhi grabbed his hand again: "Brother is so powerful......

Before the words fell, I suddenly heard a rough voice like thunder: "Brother is so powerful!" The words are filled in so well, unlike the iron bull, who can only compose poems. ”

Fang Jinzhi was so frightened that he jumped up like a rabbit, hurriedly let go, and when he looked back, he saw Li Kui staggering up to the gate: "Okay, you and my brother are hiding and writing poems, why don't you call Tie Niu?" ”

Fang Jinzhi has been growing up since she was a child, and all she can see is a heroic man on the rivers and lakes, although there are Fang Qifo, Lou Min and a few others with some culture, who is willing to accompany her to laugh with a little girl?

When I was young, I also dressed up in disguise to see those scholars hold a literary meeting, but when those people spoke, they not only shook their heads, but also quoted scriptures, and Fang Jinzhi couldn't stand the sourness of the sky.

Later, I heard that when people talked about the Tang Dynasty, there was a "Qinglian Sword Immortal" Li Taibai, not only excellent swordsmanship, but also good poetry, so I found him to read a collection of poems, only to feel generous and heroic, which was not comparable to the scholars I saw, so I "suddenly realized": it turned out that the real literati should be such a demeanor.

Because of this thought, when I met Lao Cao, after getting along for a while, I felt that his temperament was just like Li Taibai in his imagination, heroic and elegant.

Unexpectedly, Li Kui suddenly slammed this charming artistic conception in an instant.

I was angry and anxious for a while-I was angry that the atmosphere was destroyed, and I didn't know how long this black guy had been here, so I forgot my feelings, and the little daughter's coquettish attitude was all revealed, and if others listened to it, people wouldn't do it.

This is exactly what it is: the mighty spring mountain is even a blue barrier, and the bright moon shines on the silver pass. If the long wind can have faith, the years will blow back to the river sails.

(End of chapter)