Chapter 294: Poetry of the Horizontal Lance

Cold night in the south of the Yangtze River. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

The full moon is like a disk.

The bright moon climbed up the East Mountain, shining the Jiangbei warship as if it were in the daytime. The moonlight reflects the river, and it seems that a white silk floats in the water, fluttering at will.

Cao Cao's sailor battalion and the Mabu army camp were lit up one after another, dazzling and brilliant, like a sky full of stars falling on the world. The serial warships are lined up, and in the middle is Cao Cao's handsome boat, with a big flag floating in the air, embroidered with several big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing: Han Prime Minister Cao.

In front of the warship, Xu Chu led five hundred tiger troops, full of energy. The Tiger Ben army was on the left, and on the right was Zhang Liao with five hundred archers, dressed in green clothes, and his spirit was radiant.

Cao Cao wore a marten on his head, wore a python robe, sat in the center, and was civil and military. The civil officials are on the left, the military generals are on the right, the banquet is on the table, and the table is full of golden tripod jade cups and silver bottles and emerald cups. Cao Cao intends to boost morale, and naturally does not skimp on wine and meat, in addition to chicken, duck and fish meat, bird's nest shark fin, as well as whole sheep python meat, hump bear paw and other hunting things.

At that time, the mountains of Nanping Mountain were picturesque, looking at Chaisang in the east, Xiakou in the west, Fanshan in the south, and Wulin in the north. Cao Cao was open-minded and full of interest, he took the lead in raising his glass and said, "Generals, gentlemen, listen to me." ”

Everyone stood up, and they all held up their wine cups and said, "Prime Minister." ”

Cao Cao drank it all and put the wine glass on the table.

"Everyone, I think that since Cao Cao raised the army, he has been destroying the murder for the Han family, and wants to sweep the four seas in order to determine the world, and the only ones who have not won are the six counties and eighty-one states in the south of the Yangtze River. Now I am commanding a million heroes and 1,000 generals, relying on your help to assist my soldiers to go south, why worry about the failure of great achievements? After I recover Jiangnan, the world will be safe and sound, and I will share the glory and wealth with everyone, and I will be happy and peaceful!"

"Prime Minister, may our army play a triumphant song as soon as possible, and we will rely on the Prime Minister's blessing for the rest of our lives!"

Cao Cao was happy: "Come, let's do this cup again!"

The crowd drank it all again.

"Look at the wine, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!"

Cao Cao and everyone opened the ring to drink, everyone came up to toast, and there were bands on both sides to play music and toast, and they drank until midnight, and Cao Cao was also more and more happy to drink.

Cao Cao was most afraid of two things when his troops went south this time, one was Ma Teng and Han Sui of Xiliang, who were afraid that they would take the opportunity to copy their own back roads, and the other was that the northerners were not accustomed to water warfare and could not fight. Now Feng Xiao has offered a series of plans, and Xiahou Yuan has divided his troops to guard the Sanguan, these two things have been solved, and now he is confident and has the chance to win.

As soon as he was happy, he drank cup after cup, and drunk and hazy.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!" Cao Cao suddenly laughed.

Cao Ren was closest to him and asked, "Prime Minister, what's ridiculous?"

"It's ridiculous that Zhou Yu Xiao'er, the milk smell has not dried up, he dares to compete with me, and he is undefeated? Now there is Huang Gai, a veteran of Eastern Wu, who is willing to surrender with all his heart, this is God to help me!" Cao Cao laughed non-stop.

"Prime Minister, if someone spreads it, it will be bad for the army. Strategist Xun Yu reminded quietly.

Cao Cao shook his head: "Gongda, the gentlemen and generals here, as well as these close attendants, are all Cao Mou's confidants, there are no outsiders, who can spread my words? ”

Cao Cao turned his face and looked at Xia Kou: "Liu Bei, the ungrateful big-eared thief!"

Cao Cao hated Liu Bei.

"And the village man Kong Ming, you only have the strength of an ant, and it is really stupid to want to shake my Mount Tai!" Cao Cao squinted and made a gesture to strangle an ant.

"Ahem!" Xiahoudun staggered and said, "Prime Minister, you haven't scolded Duan Dahu yet!"

Cao Cao's eyes widened, and he said: "Dahu is my brother, although he is instigated to be my enemy today, how dare he forget his old feelings?"

Xiahou was stunned for a moment and smiled.

Cao Cao didn't blame him, and nodded: "Now if I get Jiangnan, I will still be happy." ”

Xu Chu was curious: "Prime Minister, I don't know what happy things you have?"

"Rank generals, adults, I think I Cao Cao had a very good relationship with Jiangdong Qiao Gong when he was a teenager. ”

Cao Cao is talking about Qiao Guolao, that is, Sun Ce and Zhou Yu's father-in-law.

"Everyone, Qiao Gong has two daughters, known as 'Phoenix Erqiao'. Big Qiao Qiao Feng and Little Qiao Qiao Huang have the appearance of sinking fish and geese, and the appearance of shy flowers in the closed moon. It's a pity that these two beauties were married by Sun Ce and Zhou Yu. After the success of my Northern Expedition, I built a Tongque Platform by the Zhanghe River, and this time the Southern Expedition was successful, the old man asked for Erqiao, put them on the Tongque Platform, and accompanied me to enjoy my old age, although I have no regrets about death!"

As soon as Cao Cao said this, everyone heard it clearly, it turned out that the prime minister was worried about the two beauties of Dongwu, and everyone said goodbye, just like today is Cao Cao's wedding banquet.

Cao Cao was talking happily when suddenly several crows flew over from north to south and flew over everyone's heads. The crow crowed a few times, and the sound was extremely unpleasant. Everyone looked up, and in ancient times, people were superstitious and thought that crows were an inauspicious thing, and if the crows were to shout on the roof of someone's house, the family would be unlucky. And now it's a big feast of civil and military. Isn't it ominous that he was already drinking until midnight, and suddenly a crow flew over his head, and it was his central warship?

"Zhong Aiqing, what is the sign of this crow?" Cao Cao was not exempt from vulgarity. But who has two heads and dares to provoke Cao Cao?

"Prime Minister, the moon is too bright and round tonight, and the crow sees the bright moon and thinks that the sky is already bright, so he flies away from the tree, and the sound on the way is to meet partners. Xun You reacted the fastest.

"I see. ”

Cao Cao stood up suddenly, his body shook slightly, and the people next to him hurriedly came over to help him, thinking that Cao Cao was drunk. Cao Cao did drink a lot, but he knew very well in his heart: "Take the lance!"

His subordinates hurriedly brought Cao Cao's blade, which was a golden-topped jujube yang lance. Cao Cao has never used this lance, and sometimes he just wants to look good on a horse, but today he is arrogant and wants to dance.

The gold-topped jujube yang lance weighed eighty-six catties, and Cao Cao took it in his hand and drank: "Full of wine!"

His subordinates entrusted a lord to Cao Cao. Cao Cao held the cup in his left hand and the lance in his right hand, strode to the bow of the boat, and poured the cup of wine into the Yangtze River. This is a custom, the ancients paid attention to the sacrifice of heaven and earth, water and flag. Seeing that a decisive battle was about to begin, so pouring this glass of wine into the river was considered a sacrificial water.

Then Cao Cao drank the three lords, put the gold-topped jujube yang lance horizontally, and said to the civil and military forces: "Everyone, I want my Cao Mengde to dismount from the crotch, this lance in the palm, break the yellow scarf, capture Lu Bu, destroy Yuan Shu, collect Yuan Shao, go deep into Saibei, go straight to Liaodong, and dominate the world, quite worthy of the ambition of the husband! Facing this scene tonight, I am full of emotion, and I am willing to compose a song, and you wait for it." ”

Everyone stood up and listened. Cao Cao composed a "Short Song Xing":

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric. For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Be generous and unforgettable. How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far. Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. I have guests, drummers and shengs. When can we get rid of the moon? Worries come from it, and we must not cut them off! The more we do not know each other, we will use them in vain. Qi Kuo talks about the feast, thinking of the old grace. The moon stars are scarce, and the birds and magpies fly south. Three turns around the tree, no branches to follow. The mountains are not tired of being high, and the water is not tired of being deep. Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. ”

Cao Cao danced the gold-topped jujube yang lance, quite a general's style. The singing voice is strong, calm and frustrated, and it is just right for everyone to harmonize with each other.

At the end of the dance, Cao Cao burst into tears. This poem is a true reflection of Cao Cao's heart, even though he is ambitious, who can not die or die.

Cheng Yu first clapped his hands and said: "Prime Minister's poem, there is the ambition of unifying the world, the poem is profound, solemn and elegant, full of feelings, it is really a masterpiece through the ages!"

Cao Cao finally laughed, and everyone laughed too.

Suddenly, I heard a person say: "Prime Minister, this lyric is unlucky, I'm afraid it will be unfavorable in this battle." ”

Cao Cao's eyes were suddenly like knives, his face was gloomy, and he asked, "Yuan Ying, which lyrics are unlucky?"