Zheng Xuan asked people to take pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The white paper is fine, the color is bright, and there are paper envelopes, which are neatly placed on the left side of the white paper.

Liu Bei subconsciously constricted his pupils, and couldn't help exclaiming: "This is, Zuo Bo Paper?" ”

Hearing Liu Bei's exclamation, Zhang Fei, who was drinking water alone, couldn't help but come over, his eyes widened like bull's eyes.

Zhang Fei rubbed his hands, wanted to speak and stopped, holding back very uncomfortable.

Regarding Liu Bei and Zhang Fei's reactions, Zheng Xuan was not surprised.

"Xuande also knows Zuo Bo paper?" Zheng Xuan smiled and asked lightly.

Brilliant glow, a moment of excellence.

This is Zuo Bo paper!

Liu Bei nodded, looking at Zuo Bo Paper's gaze like looking at a white jade beauty, and his breathing was a little short:

"When the foolish nephew was studying under Master Lu, he was fortunate to meet him. I have also heard of the reputation of Donglai Zuo Ziyi, who is good at eight-point calligraphy, and is as famous as Mao Hong and Handan Chun, who are good at calligraphy. ”

"It is rumored that when Mr. Ziyi was studying calligraphy, he felt that Caihou paper limited calligraphy, so he studied papermaking skills with Mao Hong and others and improved them."

"The improved paper, the paper surface is smooth and tight, the ink is not easy to penetrate, and the glow is wonderful, which is deeply loved by scholars, and is called 'Zuobo paper'."

"It is also rumored that Mr. Cai Bojiao, who is good at calligraphy, 'whenever he writes a book, he does not write a pen on non-Zuo Bo paper'."

"Later, because of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the production workshop of Zuo Bo paper was also destroyed, and Mr. Ziyi's whereabouts were unknown, so that the existing Zuo Bo paper on the market was extremely precious."

Liu Bei stroked the Zuo Bo paper on the desk, couldn't put it down, and was a little uneasy.

This Zuo Bo paper is one less than one, and it is too tyrannical to use it for his own letter.

Zheng Xuan saw Liu Bei's entanglement, and chuckled: "Zhang Zhi's pen and Zuo Bo's paper are all famous works of the study. Xuande doesn't have to hesitate, although the Zuo Bo paper on the market is precious, it is not lacking for the Zheng family. ”

Liu Bei was surprised and asked, "Could it be that Mr. Fei Ziyi is still in Qingzhou?" ”

Zheng Xuan shook his head slightly, and did not answer Liu Bei's guess directly: "If Xuande is interested, he can directly ask Xian Mou in the future, but the old man is inconvenient to say." You can keep your books in peace. ”

Liu Bei was awe-inspiring.

Zuo Bo paper, which is scarce on the market, can be taken out casually in the Zheng family.

Either the Zheng family knows the location of Zuo Bo, or the Zheng family has mastered the manufacturing process of Zuo Bo paper!

And Zheng Xuan's avoidance of talking about it and implicitly referring to Zheng Ping means that the Zheng family's Zuo Bo paper is closely related to Zheng Ping.

Liu Bei secretly exclaimed: "Mr. Xianmou is really a genius in the world, and every time he can give me new admiration." ”

Thinking of this, Liu Bei became more sincere about inviting Zheng Ping.

Grind the pen and do it in one go.

Liu Bei carefully dried the ink, folded the letter, and put it in the envelope next to him.

After thinking about it, Liu Bei took out the letter again, took off the seal ribbon around his waist, and stamped the seal of the Gao Tang Dynasty on the letter, and then he was satisfied with folding the letter again and putting it in the envelope.

This subtle and cautious move made Zheng Xuan nod his head constantly.

The wine feast was over.

Zheng Xuan sent Liu Bei and Zhang Fei to the gate of the village, leaving Gao Mi Ling Wang Xuan alone.

"Shuzhi, what do you think of Liu Bei?" Zheng Xuan looked at the back of Zhuang Wai and stroked his hair, with a lot of appreciation in his eyes.

Wang Yu didn't think twice: "Liu Bei Hongyi is generous, knows people and treats people, and has the weapon of a hero." If there is a need for Kang Chenggong to serve under the force, although he said it clearly. ”

Zheng Xuan turned around, handed Liu Bei's letter to Wang Xuan, and solemnly advised: "Trouble Shuzhi, send this letter to Juxian County as soon as possible, and let Xianmou decide the rest of the matter." ”

The purpose of Zheng Xuan's meeting with Liu Bei was to worry that Zheng Ping would not know anyone, so he would take the school examination in person for a while.

The result made Zheng Xuan very satisfied!

Although Liu Bei's reputation is not obvious now, for Zheng Xuan, as long as Liu Bei is of good character, it is not difficult to make a name for Liu Bei.

The other side.

Wang Xuan sent three soldiers out of the city overnight and went to Xi County to deliver a letter.

There is a letter from Liu Bei to Zheng Ping, and there is also a letter from Wang Xuan to Kong Rong.

And in the official road.

After Zheng Ping defeated Zhang Raobu's Yellow Turban, he traveled all the way to Xixian County according to the original route.

When Zong Bao found out that in addition to Zhang Rao, there was another Yellow Turban that also had the intention of robbing the road, so he didn't dare to be careless, and scattered all the scouts along the way.

Finally, two days later.

The group arrived at the city of Xixian County.

Kong Rong learned that there was a yellow turban robbery, and one of them was Zhang Rao, who claimed to be the commander of Qingzhou Qu, and the whole person was not good.

It was difficult to be diligent and prosperous, but as a result, the yellow scarves became more and more rampant, and even the Zheng family's convoy that came to give the dowry was intentionally hijacked.

This is the face of the yellow scarf melting in the palm hole!

Look, what about Beihai's favorite son-in-law?

I'm Zhang Rao, if you want to rob, you can rob, Beihai can only stare dryly!

"Yellow turban bandits are rampant, fortunately, the virtuous nephew is safe, otherwise Kangcheng will be to blame!"

Kong Rong was ashamed in his heart, and apologized as soon as he saw Zheng Yi.

The son of the famous Zheng Xuan, if he dies at the hands of the Yellow Turban Thieves in Beihai County, then his face will be disgraced.

Zheng Yi was humble and hurriedly replied: "Uncle is serious, how can you hurt us with just a yellow turban thief?" ”

Kong Rong's eyes looked at the young man beside Zheng Yi again, and saw that his eyebrows were heroic, with white clothes and scarves, and a feather fan on his shoulders, which was endlessly comfortable and chic.

Without waiting for Kong Rong to ask, Zheng Ping bowed slightly: "Little nephew Zheng Ping, I have seen my uncle." ”