Shang Shutaili Cao Cao's eyes turned slightly, put the stack of Caihou paper on the wooden table full of bamboo slips, and asked, "How did you know that this was made by Cangshu?"
Knowing the son is like the mother, and knowing the son is like the father Cao Chong grew up under Cao Cao's watch, although they were separated for a few years, Cao Cao still knew his precious son's catties Cao Cao had questioned Cao Chong when he made the well-written Abang Gong Fu, and now, instead of dispelling Cao Cao's doubts, Cao Cao's doubts in Cao Cao's heart have become more and more serious The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raised his head to look at the bright moon, and bowed his head to think of his hometown You are a little child, but you have spent thirteen years in vain, where did you come from?
Hometown, hometown, you haven't been in Qianxian for long Man Zhong lowered his head and said respectfully: "Prime Minister, this is a rumor" After finishing speaking, Man Pet took out two closed pieces of bamboo from his cuffs and put them on Xin Chang's hand on the side.
"Oh" Cao Cao took the bamboo piece and looked at it carefully, the content of the bamboo piece was painted by a big man who looked like a storyteller, holding a roll of bamboo slips, and reading aloud to the diners below There's also a little text below.
"These are," Cao Cao glanced at him.
"Prime ministers, all of them are people who praise the mastery of the son" "Oh" Cao Cao put down the bamboo slices, and suddenly suppressed all the novelty.
"Those storytellers, how could they listen to Cangshu, could it be that they are from the Prime Minister's Mansion" Man Pet shook his head and took out another piece of bamboo.
This bamboo piece is painted with the scene of Cao Chong and Bao Chu sitting opposite each other in the small courtyard.
"Bao out" This Bao out Cao Cao still heard of it, if it weren't for his filial piety, Cao Cao would never let him go.
And at this time, he had something to do with it Cao Cao went from anger at the beginning, to surprise, and then to the resolute face now, as if nothing could alarm him.
He handed a stack of Cai Hou papers to Xun Yu's hand.
Xun Yu, who received Cai Hou's paper, naturally looked at it seriously, and for a moment, the expression on his face, compared to Cao Cao, would only be exaggerated, not much inferior "This" Xun Yu spit out several times, but there was no follow-up, but Xun Yu on the side died in a hurry.
The honest man Xun You is the most upright "Uncle, quickly give the text to your nephew to see" Xun Yu is the youngest, and every time he can only wait for Cao Cao and Xun Yu to be intoxicated and then self-intoxicated, his heart can be called torment Xun You, who took Cai Hou's paper, looked at it one by one.
This grass endowment is so sharp It's a good desire to be poor, and go to the next level It was the right time The more he looked at it, the more surprised Xun You became, he felt that his heart was tightly held by a hand, and this hand was the Wenfu in front of him.
Long call Xun You exhaled fiercely, and at this time, Cao Cao and Xun Yu were also staring at Xun You intently.
Could it be that I have flowers on my face "Lord, but there is something" Cao Cao smiled, walked straight down, and took Cai Hou's paper back.
"What does Gongda think of this Wenfu?"
How, naturally, it is extremely wonderful, so Xun You immediately said: "This kind of masterpiece is no less than the nine songs of Lin Fu and Qu Yuan."
Cao Cao was not surprised at all by Xun You's answer, and even had some taste of agreement, but he immediately said: "But this is made by my son Cao Chong."
Xun You was stunned, he was shocked by these poems just now, and he didn't have time to think of their authors, and was mentioned by Cao Cao.
Xun You also felt strange These works can be considered classics, like this silent night thought, this beauty Fu {Qingyu Case Yuan Xi}, where is a child can make it.
"Lord, I thought this was not done by the Seventh Prince" If it were Xun Yu, he would never say such a thing, but Xun You is different, for Cao Cao, Xun You has always said everything.
Cao Cao didn't speak, but turned his gaze to Xun Yu.
"Wen Ruo thinks" There is Xun Yu as a pawn who crosses the river, and Xun Yu's answer is also brief.
"This kind of writing, said to be written by Wang Can, no one will not believe it, but if it is Cao Qigongzi, there is something inappropriate."
Xun Yu said more tactfully than Xun You, but he didn't believe that these were written by Cao Chong.
If Cao Chong could write such a masterpiece as a child, then wouldn't it be in vain for me to wait for these decades "What do you think?"
Man Zhong bowed his head, and said for a long time: "Xia Guan doesn't know much about literature, so he won't express his foolish opinions."
Xun Yu secretly scolded the old fox in his heart, but his expression was Gujing Wubo.
If you want to say that Manpet doesn't understand literature, Xun Yu is a thousand people who don't believe it.
You must know that at the beginning of this full favor, he was a clerk, not a general "Xin Chang, what about you" Cao Cao turned his gaze to Xin Chang, who was bowing his head to the side.
"Ah me" Xin Chang was stunned, and Cao Cao suddenly asked him a question, which made him a little unnatural, and simply put, he was flattered.
"You think you can write such a book" Xin Changtong blushed, although he didn't know why Cao Cao asked him questions, but the idiot knew that this was Cao Cao's value.
Naturally, I want to seize this opportunity call Xin Chang secretly calmed down his turbulent state of mind, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Prime Minister, the villain will never be able to write such a literary endowment, but I have never heard of the talent of the Seventh Prince, and this kind of literary endowment is not written by the son."
"Oh" Cao Cao looked at Xin Chang carefully and said, "Tomorrow I will allow you to take leave and find me a similar Wenfu today." what Xin Chang was a little confused by Cao Cao's set of operations.
What is the leave, what is the similar Wenfu today, Xin Chang looked confused Cao Cao looked at Xin Chang's expression, so he added.
"Tomorrow Cangshu will go to Rufu" Come to my house Xin Chang was taken aback, what is the so-called matter?
Of course, Xin Chang naturally couldn't ask Cao Cao these words, and he wouldn't necessarily answer Cao Cao if he asked, so he held it in his heart and asked his father Xin Bi when he returned home.
"Let's go down first."
"Oh" Manpet has already completed his task with these gifts, so he retreated very simply.
"Wenruo, Gongda, you can go down first" Xun Yu and Xun Yu glanced at each other and retreated "Resignation" Shangshutai lobby The light reflected in the lamp holder illuminates the Shangshutai a little brightly, but also a little hot.
Alone, Cao Cao walked out of the door, looking at the starry sky, holding in his hand was the Caihou paper handed over by Manzhong.
"Suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim" Cao Cao whispered, as if he was "sheny" in a low voice, he stroked his chin and beard, his eyes were dazzling, and his hand holding Cai Hou's paper was also a lot tighter.
Cangshu, Cangshu, you have grown up But that's not enough: