There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

The pottery merchant came out of Huangfusong's tent, yawning and studying so hard, he had to reward himself for going back to sleep well.

I never thought that there was a person standing outside the tent waiting for me.

It's Diaochan.

"Miss Diaochan?" The potter rubbed his reddened eyes, afraid that he might be confused.

Diao Chan saluted Yingying, the pottery merchant, and showed a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down.

Under that smile, the potter nodded secretly, expressing his appreciation. This woman is indeed beautiful. Her smile seemed to be integrated with the blue sky and white clouds, the flowing water and the stream, and the spring breeze and green mountains in an instant.

Gorgeous appearance Yichen, charming like Qingshui may refer to such a woman.

The potter had a smile on his face, and there was a flash of pure appreciation in his eyes, without impurities.

Seeing the potter's eyes, Diao Chan couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Almost every young man, when he sees himself, his eyes are blurred, flattering, and more of a primitive desire.

And only the teenage boy in front of him, from the first time they met, Diao Chan could feel that the pottery merchant was also shocked by his appearance, and no man looked at him like this.

But different from others, every time the potter looks at him, there are no unnecessary distracting thoughts in his eyes, and he just appreciates the pure appreciation, but there is no trace of longing in the appreciation.

This is the most frustrating thing for Diaochan. In fact, Diaochan likes such pure and impurity-free eyes, but she hopes that such eyes can come from the eyes of other men, not pottery.

Women are such contradictory creatures.

"Miss, do you want something from me?" The potter asked curiously.

Diao Chan nodded lightly, hesitated for a moment, and handed a copy of the bamboo slips in her hand to the potter.

The pottery merchant took it over suspiciously, but saw the words on the bamboo slips: "Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the isolated city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles. If you don't break Loulan, you will never return it."

"Forehead"

The potter's forehead began to sweat again.

"I heard that this is what you did before Hulao Pass?" Diao Chan asked Tao Shang curiously.

"That's right." The potter's tone was a little weak.

"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles. If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it." Diao Chan read silently, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, it's a good sentence. If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it. My son compares Luoyang City to the Loulan Kingdom in the Western Regions, and Yumen Pass as a tiger prison. Guan, Huangshaqianli, tossing and turning, did Mr. Miman guess the helpless ending today when he was in Hulao?"

The ending Diao Chan spoke of meant that at present, more than a dozen princes had no intention of making progress, and some even proposed to return to their respective territories, put down their flags and drums, and fight again in the future.

The pottery merchant really wanted to tell Diao Chan that he knew the ending a long time ago, but it really had nothing to do with this seven-character poem.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have shown off this crap and caused a lot of trouble.

"Young master, you can have such thoughts and literary talents at such a young age. You are really admirable. You really don't look like you are only 17 years old." Diao Chan said with emotion.

The potter touched his nose, and for the first time he looked a little embarrassed, and said, "How should I put it, actually, I'm under 17 years old."

Diaochan hesitated for a while, and then said: "The day before yesterday, on the way back from Luoyang, Mr. Tao and General Cao made a song in Songli. The little girl heard it occasionally, and her concern for the country and the people is really impressive. I'm sad"

The corners of the potter's eyes twitched, no need to guess, it must be Cao Cao bragging about it.

Were the ancients so easy to show off?Could it be a little higher pursuit.

"The girl laughed, it's just an occasional gain."

Diao Chan smiled and said: "The little girl is always happy. The young master's Songli Xingji and the Elegy have a rhythm and beat. The little girl wants to compose it into a poem and play it and pass it on to the world. I wonder if the young master will allow it?"

"Compiled into Yuefu Shige and handed down to the world" The potter's nose is almost red, and the name of plagiarism seems to be completely confirmed.

"Since the girl has such an elegant mood, then do as you say." The pottery merchant couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so he agreed.

Diao Chan was delighted when he heard this, and said: "Then I wonder if you can make some more popular poems about the Yuefu theme, and let the little girl compile them into songs, and the little girl can come up with a few volumes of music collections."

The potter's face suddenly turned black. How many volumes are there for the collection of songs?Is this to treat me as a professional lyricist?

After a moment of silence, Fang listened to the potter's quiet answer.

"Diao Chan girl"

"Huh?" Diao Chan looked at the potter expectantly.

"Go back and wash and sleep, remember to wash your face and feet."

Diao Chan: ""

Two days later, the potter got an invitation from Cao Cao and asked him to meet at the long pavilion beside the Luo River.

The pottery merchant basically guessed Cao Cao's intention of inviting him. The princes stagnated and had nothing to do. Many threatened to withdraw their troops. In the past few days, bloody incidents occurred between several princes due to some conflicts of interest.

Under such circumstances, the potter knew that the day of parting from these bigwigs was coming.

In the long pavilion beside the Luo River, not only potters were invited by Cao Cao, but also Liu Bei was invited.

The soldiers and horses brought by the three people are all displayed outside the pavilion, and there are only three people in the pavilion, surrounding a case with food, food and wine.

The pottery merchant understood, perhaps, this was the so-called break-up banquet.

"Please, both." Cao Cao raised the wine cup in his hand and signaled to the potter and Liu Bei respectively.

The three of them picked up their wine cups and drank in one gulp.

Cao Cao put down his wine cup and sighed: "It's a pity that more than ten princes have ended up in such a hasty way. I don't know if we will be enemies or friends when we meet next time."

Cao Cao's words were cryptic, but the pottery merchant understood that Yuan Shao must have approached Cao Cao and invited him to deal with Yuan Shu and Yuan Shu. This short-term hostility after the crusade against Dong Zhuo was likely to kick off in the near future.

At this moment, Cao Cao probably didn't know that he had secretly teamed up with Yuan Shao. It is estimated that in Cao Cao's guess, Tao Qian, the governor of Xuzhou, would make a strategy of long distance and short attack according to his own area, and eventually he would fall to Yuan Shu's side.

Before the matter was settled, the pottery merchant was unwilling to say more, and said with a smile: "Tao is a childish child, how can he be an enemy or not."

Liu Bei said with emotion: "All the ministers of the Han Dynasty, all the loyal people are all friends of Bei! But the thieves who rebel against the Han are all enemies of Bei."

Cao Cao laughed loudly, nodded and said, "That's a good point! I don't know where Xuande Lord is going to go next?"

Liu Bei said slowly: "Bei is the county magistrate of Pingyuan appointed by the imperial court. Naturally, he will go back to Pingyuan to be stationed."

As soon as he heard that Liu Bei was about to return to the plains, Cao Cao knew that Liu Bei and Gongsun Zan were inseparable for the time being. As he expected, Gongsun Zan and Sun Jian should both be close to Yuan Shu.

Cao Cao turned his head and asked Tao Shang again, "What is the next step for Brother Tao? Go back to Xuzhou?"

The pottery merchant smiled and said, "If there are no accidents, it should be. Where is brother Mengde going?"

Cao Cao pondered for a while and said, "I don't have many troops under my command, so I plan to go to Yangzhou to recruit troops first, so as not to try to save the country!"