Poetry, farming, politics, understanding of people, bravery…
This person was also from a humble background, born in a peasant village. If Cao Cao had not already known Xu Zhen's background and verified it, he would not have believed that such a person came from a poor family.
The problem was, where did he get so much time?
Xu Zhen was 20 years old this year, but he was actually so knowledgeable and talented. He even practiced martial arts. If word got out, few people would believe it.
It was no wonder that many people felt that Cao Cao had found someone to pretend to be Xu Zhen to deceive and ambush the generals.
"Was it really written by Yixuan?"
"It's absolutely true. I heard it with my own ears.”
Xun Yu explained again,"Miss Cai Yan can also testify. Xu Zhen also said that spring has come."”
"Is spring here?"
Cao Cao looked outside the courtyard. It wasn't snowing, but it was still very cold. There was even ice on the ground.
"En, Xu Zhen said that spring is in Miss Cai Yan's eyes.”
"Tsk…"
Cao Cao was stunned again, then he burst out laughing," Hahaha, this Yixuan is actually so sentimental…"
"Is this poem really written by him?"
"Really!"
Xun Yu was a little angry.
Do I look so unreliable?
"By the way, my lord, what did you say about Fengxiao…?”
"Nothing, nothing…"
Cao Cao quickly waved his hand and glanced at Xi Zhicai. The aggrieved Xi Zhicai could only lower his head silently.
He felt ashamed for shouting in shame just now.
As expected, it was a little awkward to be wrong.
"In that case, Yixuan's talent is also unparalleled. It's too much of a waste to be the agricultural official. Even the Gongcao is wronged. This person is clearly a great literary hero.”
"Yes, I think so too. My lord, don't you think…what Yixuan has learned is different from our Confucianism?”
"Why do you say that?" Xi Zhicai was also interested and came over to ask.
"He seems to have learned the Hundred Schools of Philosophy and dabbled in all of them. Be it Dharma or Mohism, Daoism or Confucianism, military governance, literary governance, or martial arts, he has all achieved success. He must have been taught by an expert or have some strange book.”
Xun Yu glanced at Cao Cao and Xi Zhicai and said,"" My lord, do you remember Zhicai? Zhang Jiao was just a poor scholar. He had no way to become an official. He met an expert in the mountains and that expert gave him a book called 'The Art of Peace'…"
Cao Cao's expression froze for a moment before he asked curiously,"You mean, Yixuan also has such a book? Hiss... No, this was just Elder Huang's way of thinking. Zhang Jiao didn't have any real talent, so this wasn't something worth mentioning.”
Zhang Jiao…was just a joke.
However, Xun Yu's sudden words stunned Cao Cao.
" Wait…" The corners of his mouth suddenly rose and he smiled." Wonderful."”
Then, he looked at Xun Yu with a smile that was not a smile." Wonderful, Wen Ruo. As expected of my Fang Liang. Truly wonderful."”
Xi Zhicai stared at Xun Yu for a long time, then looked at Cao Cao, wondering what to say. How was it wonderful?
Can you praise me? I waited for half a year and finally got a compliment, but it was still wrong. My life is f * cking hard!
"Are you trying to make an issue out of this?”
Xi Zhicai reacted and immediately pondered for a long time before saying,"This matter can make the commoners, village warriors, and children believe it without a doubt, but it's not easy for the poor families of the aristocrats to believe it.”
Cao Cao smiled and said,"That's good. Zhicai, can you invite Guo Fengxiao over for a chat?"”
" This... My lord, Fengxiao only wants to live in seclusion and is unwilling to be an official, so..."
Xun Yu shook his head and said," Well, maybe it's fate. I'll write a letter to Guo Fengxiao. If he's willing to come, it's best. If he's not willing, don't force him. How about it?"”
Cao Cao chuckled,"Alright, I won't force you."”
……
That night, until the latter half of the night, the scholars were still immersed in the unique charm of the poem. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that the artistic conception was extraordinary.
But soon, the author of this poem spread.
Xu Zhen, Lord Xu.
It was a poem written by Lord Xu in the military camp.
It even surprised his lord, Cao Cao, and he spent the entire night searching for it.
The scholars and aristocrats in Yanzhou were all in an uproar.
Even Chen Gong, who lived in the prefect's courtyard, had engraved this book and studied it repeatedly.
Under the starry night, the lake in the courtyard was sparkling. The lonely Chen Gong muttered softly.
" The east wind releases flowers and trees at night…"
"Good words…"
He put down the letter and prepared to include it in his book collection. The rhyme of this poem and the rhythm of reciting it far exceeded today's, and it had a unique charm.
"Xu Zhen can't be left alive…"
Chen Gong steeled his heart, but he was unable to make a decision." Let the general capture him and put him under house arrest. Treat him well. If he can give us advice in the future, it will be like adding wings to a tiger."”
Zhang Miao, who was drinking across from him, shook his head with a bitter smile and said,"You don't know how much Cao Cao treasures Xu Zhen. That Xu Prefecture general, Zhao Zilong, and the valiant warrior, Dian Wei, could have been used as valiant generals, but they were generously given to Xu Zhen as a small guard.”
"Gongtai, have you heard of any scholar who received such treatment? Not even Xun Wenruo."
"However, this person should be like this!"
Chen Gong's eyes lit up." We welcomed General Lu Bu into Yanzhou at the beginning of spring because Cao Cao was cruel and killed the scholar-bureaucrats of Yanzhou. We did not betray him."”
"Xu Zhen is a heroic warrior. You definitely can't kill him.”
Hearing his words, Zhang Miao smiled without saying a word.
How was this not betrayal? He just said it in a high-sounding manner.
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