The potter almost burst out loud.
Li Bai is just a scholar after all, just a poet, although he is heroic and dares to fight alone with a sword, this courage is indeed commendable, but his physical fitness is really not suitable for the battlefield.
"I can't even hold up this light pat, and I still want to go into battle to kill the enemy, you can forget it."
Wei Chigong said sarcastically.
Li Bai's face turned red, he quickly straightened his waist, and shouted with an annoyed face: "Okay, you black charcoal head, how dare you despise me, you have the ability to give me a sword, let's compare." ” "I'm a mother, you're still energetic" Wei Chigong also competed with him, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it.
The potter, who had been watching the excitement, was reluctant to let Li Bai suffer, so he coughed a few times.
Wei Chigong was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the Son of Heaven was still there, how dare he be rude, and quickly retreated.
The potter turned his eyes to Li Bai and said in an appreciative tone: "Li Bai, you don't hesitate to take the risk to come to Yu I, and want to serve my Great Wei, this heart is very gratifying, but" As soon as the conversation changed, the potter then smiled and said: "But serving the country, there is not only one way to go into battle to kill the enemy, there are many other options, and it depends on each person's strengths, so let's do it, Li Taibai, I will make you a squire first, and stay around me to offer advice at any time." ” Of course, the potter would not be stupid enough to let Li Bai go to the battlefield, but wanted to keep him by his side and keep him for greater use.
Li Bai's role is far more useful than going into battle to kill the enemy, and his "poetic thinking" talent, but like charcoal in the snow, has been regarded by the potters as the key to winning this battle.
Although Li Bai felt a little pity, but with the white body of a grass people, he was able to be promoted to a close servant by the Son of Heaven, which was already a great grace and reuse, how could Li Bai dare to be too arrogant, showing that he didn't know how to lift.
At that moment, Li Bai arched his hand and said gratefully: "Minister Li Bai thanks Your Majesty for the kindness of the encounter, and the minister should be loyal to the country to repay the kindness of His Majesty." ” The potter comforted him again, and then arranged to go down and asked Li Bai to rest.
As soon as Li Bai walked on his front foot, Wei Chigong murmured and complained: "It's not that the minister is too talkative, I think this Li Baiwu can't kill the enemy, and the text is not as good as Liu Bowen's ability to plan, except for being able to make poems, it seems to be useless, why does Your Majesty value him so much." ” "Then you underestimate this Li Bai, whether we can decide the battle in this battle depends on this Li Bai."
A meaningful smile tugged at the corner of the potter's mouth.
"Rely on Him" Wei Chigong was confused on the spot, he couldn't figure out what kind of bird the wandering poet could use, and he was regarded by the Son of Heaven as the key to this battle.
Just when Wei Chigong looked stunned and wanted to ask again, the potter's eyes flashed, and a trace of cold murderous intent flashed, so he said coldly: "It's not enough to rely on Li Bai, I still have to deal a heavy blow to Cao Cao's spirit before the war, come on, bring Ma Yunlu and that Cao Ang to me." ” Cao Ang, this kid, after being captured by the potters in the previous battle of Chang'an, has lived to this day, and it is finally time to play his role.
As for Ma Yunlu, given the importance of the force value attached to her marriage, it is naturally self-evident to the potter.
Besides, Ma Yunlu had a marriage contract with Cao Ang at the beginning, and it was time to untie her knot.
A moment later, Cao Ang was first brought into the imperial tent.
After several months of captivity, Cao Ang suffered a lot, and he no longer had the slightest temper in front of the potter, so he could only stand there stiffly, not saying a word, and did not dare to face the potter.
Immediately afterwards, the curtain was lifted, and Ma Yunlu also stepped into the tent.
Cao Ang looked up, and when he recognized it as Ma Yunlu, the whole person trembled, and he was so ashamed that his face was red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
He was ashamed to see Ma Yunlu.
Thinking that at the beginning, he was the dignified prince of Qin, how noble his identity was, how proud, and he was not convinced that Ma Yunlu regarded him as a weakling, and wanted to prove how strong he was, and how lucky Ma Yunlu was to be able to marry him in the future.
It's a pity that all his dreams were shattered by the capture of the potter.
See Ma Yunlu again today, Cao Ang is not ashamed to be ashamed of himself.
And when Ma Yunlu recognized Cao Ang, his cold face also changed slightly, and in that look, there was both contempt for Cao Ang and a bit of sympathy.
The contempt was because Cao Ang was too weak to be captured by the potters. sympathy, but because although she looked down on Cao Ang, she was not captured by Tao Shangsheng, and she was still a prisoner, so what qualifications did she have to despise Cao Ang.
"What are you looking for me to do" Ma Yunlu glared at the potter and asked coldly.
The potter waved his hand, left and right the guards, and then placed the two sides of the pen and ink in front of the two of them.
Cao Ang and Ma Yunlu looked at the pen and ink in front of them, their expressions changed, their faces were blank, and they obviously didn't understand what the potter meant.
The potter's eagle eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said coldly: "I persuaded Cao Cao to surrender before, but he has categorically refused and decided to fight to the death with me, since this is the case, then I naturally don't need to be soft, Cao Cao and I must be killed, and the recalcitrant people of the Qin State who follow him must also die, including the two of you." ” As soon as these words came out, Cao Ang's body shook violently, and a strong sense of fear arose, so panicked that he almost opened his mouth to ask the potter for a twist.
If Ma Yunlu hadn't been present, his words of begging for mercy might have blurted out, but when it came to his throat, he swallowed it stiffly.
He was afraid of being despised by Ma Yunlu, and he was afraid of hitting himself in the mouth with practical actions, proving that he was a complete weakling as she said.
"The day it fell into your hands, I was ready to die, what is the fear of death, do it."
Ma Yunlu stood up proudly, as if he was generous to death.
The potter looked at Ma Yunlu's fierce and fearless appearance, and then looked at Cao Ang's fearful expression, and sighed secretly in his heart: "This Ma Yunlu is really a heroine, how can Cao Ang be worthy of her" After sighing, the potter sneered: "I never kill prisoners easily, but in the last battle between me and Cao Cao, I must kill one of you to sacrifice the flag and boost the morale of my Great Wei soldiers, so one of you must die." ” One of them will die Although Ma Yunlu's expression moved slightly, he was not too moved, and he was still generous to death.
That Cao Ang's eyes flashed, bursting with a glimmer of hope, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw in the despair of mortality.
Worried, he looked at the potter, and wondered with trepidation which of the two of them he would kill.
At this time, the potter pointed to the pen and ink in front of them, "As for who dies and who lives, I leave this choice to you."
Seeing that there is no pen and ink, if you want each other to die, write each other's names on paper. ” After a pause, the potter sneered again: "Of course, I know that the two of you have a marriage contract, and maybe there is still some friendship, and if you want to sacrifice yourself and let the other party live, you can naturally write your name on paper, if the names of the two pieces of paper are the same, then that person dies and the other person lives." ” The potter coldly explained his choice, which can be said to be an almost cruel method.
People are often hypocritical, even if they shout generosity and tragedy, they are willing to sacrifice their lives for others, but they are afraid that in their hearts, they also hope to exchange the death of others for their own lives.
The potters used this extreme means to force them to reveal their true nature, and only in this way could they tear off their righteous and awe-inspiring disguises and make them submit to themselves.
"But what if we are all willing to die for each other and write each other's names," Cao Ang asked in a trembling voice.
"Then both of you will have to die."
The potter replied coldly.
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In an instant, Cao Ang's body shook violently, as if the life-saving straw he had just caught, and in the blink of an eye, he would sink into the water again, and that desperate emotion hit his whole body again in the blink of an eye.
He had the illusion that he was being toyed with, as if the potter was deliberately playing tricks on them.
"Isn't this result obvious, then Ma Yunlu will definitely write my name in order to survive, and I can only write her name, won't both of us have to die at that time, and before we die, we will be teased by pottery thieves, laughing at us for being greedy for life and afraid of death, regardless of each other's life or death."
Just when Cao Ang was entangled, Ma Yunlu did not hesitate, and wrote two words on the paper with a brush, and the soldier next to him hurriedly folded the paper and presented it to the potter.
The potter didn't expect Ma Yunlu to be so straightforward, and he didn't open it first to see the name she wrote, but pointed to Cao Ang and shouted: "Your fiancée has already made a decision, it's your turn, Prince Cao." ” Cao Ang was stunned, and glared at Ma Yunlu with a stunned, even angry, and the meaning of complaining was already beyond words.
"This slut, I thought she had a trace of affection for me, even if she wanted to write that I died, I hesitated a little, I didn't expect her to write so happily, since this slut is so ruthless, then what else do I have to worry about, or I'll pull her to die together" With a thought in his mind, Cao Ang glared at Ma Yunlu hatefully, and also picked up the pen, brushed it a few times, and wrote Ma Yunlu's name fiercely.
When the soldier just wanted to present it, the potter waved his hand, "You don't need to take it, I can guess what he wrote, open it on the spot and let Miss Ma see it." ” Wu Wei got the order, so he lifted the silk paper and stretched it out towards Ma Yunlu.
Ma Yunlu's three words were impressively reflected in her starry eyes.
Ma Yunlu's delicate body trembled slightly, a trace of deep disappointment flashed in his starry eyes, and his cold face turned to Cao Ang, the expression of hatred and contempt was clearly written on his face.
The contemptuous look stabbed Cao Ang deeply, making him feel like a man's back, and a feeling of shame arose.
Under the shame, Cao Ang became angry, glared at Ma Yunlu angrily, and scolded in the bottom of the fight: "Stinky woman, what do you see, what do you have to complain about, you still don't want me to die, in exchange for your survival, what right do you have to blame me." ” In the face of Cao Ang's angry rebuke, Ma Yunlu, who was originally angry and disappointed, suddenly lost his anger, just sneered, and sighed in a bleak and sarcastic tone: "The prince of the Great Qin Kingdom turned out to be a greedy and fearful of death like you, no wonder Great Qin will be destroyed, it is really providence, providence."
Cao Ang was angry and suspicious for a while, and he hadn't turned the corner yet, and he didn't see what Ma Yunlu's attitude meant.
The potter had already seen a little famous, so he opened Ma Yunlu's silk book.
Then the potter smiled.
With a sneer, the potter showed the silk book to Cao Ang and said sarcastically: "Prince Cao, open your noble eyes and take a good look at your fiancée's choice." ” Cao Ang reacted at this time, looked up at the silk book, and when he saw the name written on it, the whole person was instantly petrified. isjgy: