Xun Yu glanced at Zhang Han deeply, of course he understood that Cao Cao was not a person like Liu Yu who was kind and benevolent, but on the contrary, Cao Cao was a male lord and believed in the art of domineering.

It should be a hero in troubled times.

However, since he defected to the present, Cao Gong has always treated each other with courtesy, courtesy, and all he talked about was benevolence and righteousness, and the people were the first.

Xun Yu understood that this was not Cao Cao's deliberate overture and deliberate performance, this was a kind of respect.

He is respecting Xun's century-old reputation, which is also a tacit understanding between the two people.

This tacit sense of boundaries makes Xun Yu always feel very comfortable, at least more comfortable than at Yuan Shao's.

Yuan Benchu wanted to disown the Son of Heaven in Chang'an last year, and instead supported Liu Yu, which has chilled the hearts of many people, including Xun Yu.

It's different now.

I hate strategists who don't have a sense of boundaries!

He also tried to tear off Ming Gong's sense of boundaries, which was very bad.

But the policy he did was beneficial to the people, at least to allow the displaced people from Qingxu to survive.

Tsk, it's annoying.

……

"Say it," Cao Cao looked at the back that disappeared in the distance, and came over to Zhang Han and said: "Bo Chang, Fang just said loudly, I'm sorry, let's continue to talk." ”

Zhang Han was stunned, nodded and sat opposite Cao Cao on both sides of the case, "Lord, express mercy with tragic poems, and use Tuntian policy for the people, so that you can create a benevolent and righteous hero, and naturally be loved by people." ”

"Of course, these tragic poems are written for the poor scholars, ordinary people, and hermits in the mountains, they are different from the glamorous and gorgeous wealthy families, they will not look down on you, but will revere you more, and will be close to them because the lord's background is not high."

"Hehehe, it makes sense," Cao Cao smiled awkwardly, mainly Zhang Han's words hit his heart again.

There are some poems that he has wanted to write for a long time, and the so-called swelling has always been in his heart, and this desire to pour out can gush out at any time.

It's a pity that Cao Cao has been reluctant to write.

Because when it is written, if the scholars see it, they will laugh again and insult again, and occasionally some people who are kind to Cao Cao will admonish a few words, but they will still show shameless eyes.

These eyes have been seen too much since he remembered in Luoyang, not only is he not very tall, Zhang Han's words are already very tactful.

Because he was a eunuch, he has been looked down upon by the scholars since he was born, and even regarded as an eunuch, and most scholars will not associate with him.

At the same time, because he was a eunuch, he was despised by the Hanmen, thinking that his family was rich and rich, and he never knew what hardships he had, so how could he really have the world in his heart.

It is Cao Cao who has been in the chain of contempt from the upper and lower levels for more than ten years, painful and happy.

Let him now chant a poem to express the heart of the people in the bitter world, and think about it, and a little ashamed.

The main reason is that Cao Cao's empathy is not so deep now, after many years of fighting horses and fighting with the scholars, especially after experiencing the alliance of Dong and seeing the princes stumbling and only fighting for territory, there is less compassion for suffering, but more firmness in fighting for power.

But what Cao Cao is wondering about now is that Zhang Han doesn't have much empathy, why? Could it be that he also had the shadow of being scorned and despised in his childhood?

"Bo Chang, have you ever felt sorry for Li Min's life? Or is it sad that the mountains and rivers are broken now? ”

"Hmm-" Zhang Han thought about these words carefully, and then shook his head and said: "Whenever I think of the disaster of dispersion in troubled times, I just want to use my skills to quell the war and enrich the people, but I will not be sad and depressed. After all, if the territory is rich and strong, not only can they live well, but we will be better. ”

"Actually, I am the same." Cao Cao took a deep breath and smiled to himself.

Zhang Han continued: "As for migration, people will die, Tuntian will die, and taxes will die...... These arguments are too general, because what we do now will kill people, and we don't want to carry out far-reaching decrees because we are afraid of strain and death, and we don't put the cart before the horse. ”

"Well said."

Cao Cao immediately nodded and praised, Zhang Han's words were more profound, in this world, anything will kill people, and it can only be alleviated after the end of the troubled times.

And the people's hearts are to get the source of soldiers, and the source of soldiers is to calm the troubled times. Only when you are strong can you keep peace, if the officials who protect the realm can not be called benevolence and righteousness, it is called mediocrity and weakness.

"Wow, good heart...... I do have some poems. Cao Cao never imagined that one day, he would be asked for poetry like this.

He took Zhang Han to the courtyard of the back mansion, and at the same time, he had already memorized a few sentences that he had done from the bottom of his heart.

"The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. The people are left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines. Cao Cao's voice was hoarse and low, but there were also a lot of emotions involved.

Zhang Han probably knew that it was the last few sentences of Artemisia Lixing, but it should not have been completed yet.

In addition, there are poems similar to bitter cold lines, most of which are touched and catchy, and fu songs can be turned into songs.

"That's pretty much it."

Zhang Han felt that these few sentences of Artemisia Lixing were very good, and the last few sentences could write about the situation when the Qingxu thief entered Yanzhou in the south, the earth was devastated and there was starvation on the road, there were dead people and barren bones everywhere, and diseases were spread everywhere.

Although it has not been written, with Boss Cao's attainments, it will definitely not be a problem to perfect the gift.

The fragment can be used as a nursery rhyme, and the whole article is passed on to the scholars, regardless of the ridicule of the scholars, this poem can make the people empathize, which is a good thing.

"Well, I'll perfect the poem and spread it out." Cao Cao glanced at Zhang Han deeply, and a wonderful feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

There was a drunkard among his advisers, but now there is a ruthless and senseless person who is good at tricking people's hearts, and then if he comes to be lustful and greedy for money......

Not to mention the talent, the disadvantage of this strategist is to occupy all the "wine and wealth"?

The good news is that there are a lot of strategists from the cold background.

The bad news is that it's all a bit poisonous......

I don't think it's going to be poisonous anymore.

The next one must be the same as Wen Ruo, a humble gentleman.

Cao Cao thought with a faint smile.

……

April.

Dongjun and Jibei began to circulate Cao Cao's poems, called "Artemisia Lixing", this poem was written by Cao Cao a long time ago, and he felt that since the time of the discussion of Dong, he saw few people and the scene of white bones on the road, but it has not been spread.

Before the issuance of the Tuntian decree, this trial work was issued in the territory and spread from Dongjun to various townships, so that children and literate people in the mountains and fields could sing it.

"One of the people is left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines."

"The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles."

"If it weren't for the feelings, how could you have such talent?"

"Yanzhou has not met the Ming Lord for a long time, with benevolence can not be quelled, this Cao Gong has the heart to help the poor, the common people, and has the ambition to recruit the world's talents, if he recruits me, I should not refuse."

"Since Liu Tingshi's death, I already wanted to return to the field to live in seclusion, but I didn't expect to hear about such a big ambition! All those who are emotional and true are all people with great ambitions, this is the will to calm the troubled times, the thief has a military strategy, internal governance has benevolence, and there is a meritocracy to appoint talents, supplemented by the decision of heavy canons! Such a man is my lord! ”

After Cheng Yu, a famous person who returned to Dong'e to live in seclusion, heard about it, he secretly sighed at home, just waiting for Cao Cao's conquest.