"Brother Chao, why are you here?"
Cai Yan ran towards Ma Chao and wanted to express his inner joy, but he remembered Ma Teng's recent funeral and hesitated to approach.
And when she saw Ma Chao's expression, she felt an unprecedented fear in her heart.
As he came closer, Cai Yan saw that Ma Chao's face was as if covered with frost, and there seemed to be a faint aura of death lingering on his handsome face.
And that deathly energy not only tortured Ma Chao's mind, but also made Ma Chao look like a evil ghost who had just walked out of hell.
"Brother Chao, what's wrong with you?"
Cai Yan took a step back again.
She had never seen Ma Chao like this before, so familiar yet so unfamiliar.
The sultry weather at this time burned all the emotions, and Cai Yan could not speak.
She hated her current embarrassing status: if she was already the eldest wife of the Ma family, then she would use her warmth to drive Ma away.
Super sadness.
Yes, a few days ago, her father insisted on leaving.
She couldn't resist his pressure to die, so she had to comply.
At that time, she knew that there might have been a rift in trust and persistence between herself and Ma Chao.
But what she didn't expect was that the forgiveness she had been waiting for in her heart turned out to be Ma Chao's cold and ruthless heart.
Suddenly, Cai Yan felt a breeze blowing through the courtyard, causing the newly opened peach blossoms to sway.
The flower heart trembled, but was not blown away by the wind Brother Chao might be grieving because of his father's new death.
Perhaps, he didn't blame himself for leaving without saying goodbye.
Cai Yan looked at the peach blossoms that had not been blown away by the wind and comforted himself in his heart.
"I'm looking for Mr.
Cai."
Ma Chao glanced at Cai Yan, his eyes seemed to turn warmly, and then he locked his eyes and said.
"Father is in the study, and Yan'er is bringing brother Chao in."
Cai Yan tried to salvage the rift between the two, but only heard Ma Chao say calmly: After saying "No need".
Ma Chao strode towards Cai Yong's study without looking back at the stunned Cai Yan.
During this period, he walked past the peach branch stretched out in front of him.
There seemed to be a brief pause, but then.
He stretched out his hand like the wind and broke the peach branch into two pieces Cai Yan looked at the peach branch that was stepped on by Ma Chao, as if he was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the tall and upright figure.
For a moment, she only felt that she was so far away from him, so far away that it was worse than not knowing him.
Cai Yan finally couldn't stand Ma Chao's cruelty.
His eyes turned red and he ran away crying.
When Ma Chao heard the crying behind him, he felt his heart aching, and silently said to himself: Don't look back, you just need to pray now.
It was Cai Yong who was not involved in the conspiracy to murder his father at all.
Although he transferred the hatred of the country and the family to the innocent girl, Ma Chao knew that he had gone too far.
But he was a human being, Ma Teng's son, not some bullshit saint.
He couldn't do it, not in front of the daughter of his enemy who was suspected of killing his father.
Show even a hint of smile After entering the study, Ma Chao saw that Cai Yong was still concentrating on writing.
He stood quietly in front of Cai Yong and watched Cai Yong write.
Cai Yi is not only good at classics and history, but also good at poetry and other literature.
The calligraphy is excellent in seal and official script.
In particular, Cai Yong's calligraphy has the deepest attainments and the highest reputation.
Cai Yong's calligraphy is said to be insightful, refreshing and powerful.
But what Cai Yong is best at is not official script, but when he was ordered by Emperor Ling to repair the Hongmen Gate.
During the Eastern Han Dynasty, he called the royal book collection Hongdu.
When he saw craftsmen writing on the wall with a broom sweeping white powder, he was inspired by it.
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This style of calligraphy has white lines in the strokes, as if written with a dry pen.
It is a unique style of calligraphy.
At this time, it is really appropriate to use this kind of withered writing style to write a memorial to Ma Teng.
When Ma Chao saw that Cai Yong seemed not to see him, he wrote the four characters "loyalty and righteousness for all eternity" out of his righteousness and emotion.
Looking around, there are many other condolence poems in the study.
It seems that Cai Yong has been using calligraphy to express his mood these days.
"The flying white color is unparalleled, and the combination of movement and movement is magical."
After Ma Chao saw Cai Yong writing the last word, he said: "Cai Yong is indeed a famous calligrapher in the Han Dynasty.
I am afraid that Wei Dan, who is under his command, will not be able to compare with him."
"Good nephew" Cai Yong found Ma Chao standing in front of him at this time, and suddenly tears filled his eyes: "Shou Cheng, good brother, is devoted to serving the country and helping the Han Dynasty, but he doesn't want to" "So, uncle knows about my father's move to Chang'an."
Ma Chao responded coldly, moved his body slightly, and dodged Cai Yong's trembling hands.
"Why is my nephew like this?"
Cai Yong was surprised and was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect that Ma Chao would be so cold to him.
"I just want to know if my uncle knows about my father's entry into Chang'an."
Ma Chao said in a deep voice again, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "In other words, my uncle's contribution to my father's entry into Chang'an is also part of it."
These words with murderous intent and joking immediately made Cai Yong sober up.
He looked at Ma Chao with an unfamiliar look, and said: "Now the Han Dynasty is in decline, and the people are suffering.
Shoucheng, a worthy brother, is devoted to the country, and he comes to the capital to serve as the king.
With the power of one person, he monopolized the collapse of this building.
With such loyalty and loyalty, It should be remembered through the ages.
It is worthy of the Ma family's righteousness and longevity.
Although the virtuous brother died without regrets, his righteousness will have his own good name spread throughout the Spring and Autumn Period.
The virtuous nephew mourned the changes and raised troops to attack Dong."
"That's enough."
Ma Chao quickly pulled out the iron sword from his waist, pointed at Cai Yong's neck and said coldly: "Old man, you have read thousands of poems and books, and you don't even understand the principle of not doing to others what you don't want others to do to you.
Understand"
"What are you saying, good nephew?
Loyalty to the emperor and serving the country is what the people of the Han Dynasty should do.
A good brother who has lived a long life will have great righteousness for a long time, and he should live up to the memory of a certain pen."
"Old man, Thief Dong respects your reputation and threatened you to come back by killing your whole family.
Within a few days, you were promoted one after another.
This is your act of repaying your kindness."
"At that time, I thought that Dong Zhuo was a loyal minister who supported the Han Dynasty, but he didn't think that he was the king who usurped the Han Dynasty.
Mang Jin wanted to eat his flesh and bones."
"Very good.
If so, then why don't you personally assassinate Dong Zhuo?
Treat you very well.
If you were to catch me by surprise, wouldn't it be a disaster for the Han Dynasty?"
Ma Chao looked at Cai Yong with disdain.
At this time, he only regarded these stupid things as Scholars who are ignorant and scheming have seen through the skin of their bones.
"A certain scholar is a scholar.
He has no power to tie a chicken.
How can he assassinate him?"
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Cai Yong did not feel ashamed at all.
Instead, he said confidently: "Since ancient times, Wen has ruled and Wu has fought.
This is a catastrophe for the Han Dynasty's swordsmen.
How can it be just to assassinate Dong Zhuo?"
The problem to be solved is that you have recently lost your father and don’t understand justice.
If I don’t care about you, I hope you remember that you are a minister of the Han Dynasty and don’t let down your father’s hard work.”
"Very good, very good."
Ma Chao laughed miserably.
He finally saw the faces of these scholars: under their thinking that was completely different from modern ideas, his father and the five thousand soldiers were originally what these scholars showed.
Tools of righteousness "You, a child with a yellow mouth, don't know the righteousness, and you dare to come here to question me.
If it weren't for the sake of longevity and loyalty, I would definitely let you go down in history and be infamy for thousands of years."
At this point, Ma Chao was no longer angry.
He sighed: In history, Wang Yun killed a great writer like you, and future generations still felt that you were not unjust.
Now it seems that you, a butcher with the so-called righteousness as his sword and gun, who arbitrarily judged the life and life of the world and was killed by Wang Yun, really deserved to die.
Ma Chao looked at the angry Cai Yong, glanced at him with pity, put away his sword, and walked away without saying a word.
"Humph, you're a yellow-tongued person who can't be taught."
Cai Yong looked at Ma Chao's back and couldn't help but feel angry.
However, he seemed to have seen the letter of condolence written by himself again, and then sighed leisurely: "However, for the sake of Shou Chengxian For the sake of my brother Qianqiu’s loyalty, I will not argue with him.”
After the next quarter of an hour, Cai Yong was no longer so sanctimonious.
Because, countless Xiliang soldiers suddenly broke into their mansion and looted all Cai Yong's calligraphy treasures.
Cai Yong himself was tied up like a rice dumpling and escorted by those wolf-like and tiger-like soldiers.
Out of Fufeng County.
"Old man, you are loyal to the Han Dynasty and devoted to the country.
But please forgive the Ma family for not knowing the eternal righteousness and the rules of etiquette.
I can't afford to support your big Buddha.
All you have eaten and drank for more than a year has been your calligraphy treasure.
Come to pay off your debt.
If you come to Fufeng again, don’t forget to bring enough money.”
Ma Chao looked at Cai Yong who was thrown to the roadside like a dead dog and said something with infinite contempt.
Finally, he glanced at Cai Yan, who was about to cry, and turned around, never leaving a trace of tenderness for Cai Yan. s: After writing this chapter, I feel very depressed.
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We will continue tomorrow.
The last wordy sentence: Cai Yan, the tearful running man who will find you back in the future: