The Three Kingdoms

The middle-aged scribe heard Cao Cao's name, his expression was a little dignified, and he said: "Speaking of Cao Mengde, a certain family met him once in Luoyang. Back then, he once put a sword on the neck of a certain family, and the certain family gave him a comment, "A capable minister in a prosperous age, a hero in troubled times."

When Sun Quan heard this, his eyes lit up and he stared at the middle-aged scribe. He was Xu Shao. This middle-aged scribe should be the famous Runan scholar Xu Shao who commented on Cao Cao.

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Xu Shao, courtesy name Zijiang, was born in Pingyu, Runan, and a famous scholar in the late Han Dynasty.

Sun Quan's understanding of him is that he commented on Cao Cao. Later generations called Cao Cao a hero of the generation, and it was spread from his mouth. Facts have proved that his comments are not wrong.

He didn't expect to meet this celebrity while staying here for one night. Although Xu Shao is not as famous as Cai Yong and Wang Yun, he has a good reputation. The most important thing is that he has a unique vision and is extremely accurate in judging people.

"Cao Cao, when Quan was in the Kwantung Allied Army some time ago, he met a few times!"

Sun Quan sighed, his eyes were bright, and he said in a low voice: "If you want to judge him, you can only say that if you can compete with Yuan Benchu ​​in the northern region, it must be this person!"

"Oh, the young master actually has such a high opinion of Cao Cao?" The young man in white was slightly surprised. Now he did not dare to treat Sun Quan as a ten-year-old child. He had already treated Sun Quan as equal to himself.

Even with his profound knowledge, Sun Quan may not be able to understand the well-organized comments made by the several major overlords in the world just now.

"Cao Cao is a rare hero in this world. He is knowledgeable, has a city, and has a heart. He can make friends with aristocratic families and accommodate poor families. Although he is not born well, it may be a big shortcoming in a prosperous age, but this is a troubled time. Those who are moderately capable are kings, although Yuan Shao is strong, he may not be his opponent."

Sun Quan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of coldness flashed across him. He is just a small butterfly and cannot change the big history. Cao Cao will always rise, and he will definitely be his biggest enemy in Jiangdong in the future.

"My lord, is it possible that Yuan Benchu ​​is not as good as Cao Mengde?" Xu Shao, a middle-aged scribe, was slightly startled, staring at Sun Quan, a little hard to accept the result. Although he was optimistic about Cao Cao, he was even more optimistic about Yuan Shao who was born in four generations and three generations.

"This is my personal opinion." Sun Quan smiled lightly, expressing his opinion.

"Cao Cao? Interesting." A look of interest flashed across the eyes of the young man in white.

Han Chuang has studied hard for more than ten years, and now is the time for him to show his talents. He originally planned to spend the rest of his life in just a few years, cast himself in a master, and realize what he has learned in his heart.

Recently, Yuan Shao is in the limelight. He came from a famous family, led the Kanto Alliance, fought against Dong Zhuo, and became famous. He is very optimistic about him. He intended to vote for Jizhou. Now that he listened to Sun Quan, why not take a look at Cao Mengde?

If Sun Quan knew at this time that his pretense and coercion would send Cao Cao an immortal talent, he would beat his chest, cry and say that he regretted it, and would not pretend to be coercive after being beaten to death.

"There are so many heroes in the world, it's just that the people are suffering. In today's world, all heroes are rising together, and the situation is probably not yet clear!" The middle-aged scribe looked up at the starry sky, sighed slightly, and asked: "I don't know what you two think of Dong Zhongying?" Look, although Dong Zhuo retreated to defend Chang'an, he has quite a lot of troops under his command, and the Xiliang army is still a powerful force in the world, and they are holding the emperor hostage, so they should not be underestimated."

"Ahem... This person has lost his vigor, so there is nothing wrong with it!" The white-clothed young man was obviously in poor health, and coughed a few times before saying.

Sun Quan also agreed, nodded, and said: "Although the Xiliang army is still powerful, Dong Zhuo is no longer the Dong Zhuo he used to be. The battle between the tiger and the tiger, Lu Bu and the tiger, became famous all over the world and their morale was high. Although the two are father and son , but if face and heart are at odds, the two heroes will inevitably have a rivalry, and that will be the time when the Xiliang army will split."

"Tiger?" The middle-aged scribe's eyes lit up, and he said, "It is rumored that this man is the number one military general in the world, and he is brave in the world, is it true?"

Cai Yan, who was playing the piano next to her, couldn't help but tremble when she heard the name, her beautiful eyes were a little frightened, Luo Yang Dahuo, the army led by Lu Bu, in her heart, Lu Bu might be even more vicious than Dong Zhuo.

"Quan saw this with his own eyes, and this statement is true!" Sun Quan thought of Lu Bu's majestic appearance under the Hulao Pass, and couldn't help trembling, nodded: "Lu Fengxian really has this ability."

"Cough, cough, cough..." The young man in white suddenly coughed loudly, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. After a while, he took out a small handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, there was silence in the gazebo, several people were looking at him, and Cai Yan's piano music also stopped.

"I'm sorry, Long has been ill for a long time, but it ruined the elegance of the few people." The young man in white looked up at the few people and said apologetically.

Scholars cook wine and discuss speeches, it is a matter of interest, and now he is coughing up blood, which can be regarded as destroying the interest of these people and ending the discussion tonight.

"If you believe in Quan, let me see!" Sun Quan said suddenly.

"Young master, can you know the art of Qihuang?" The middle-aged scribe frowned, slightly startled, and asked.The Han Dynasty only respected Confucianism and Taoism, so everything else was heretical and not respected by scholars.

"A little bit!" Sun Quan said with a slight smile.

"No problem, you can do whatever you want!" The young man in white stretched out his hand, but he didn't care. This disease is already an old problem.

It's not that he hasn't seen a doctor. Three years ago, he asked a doctor in the palace to see him through the Xun family's relationship in Yingchuan. But the doctor only said one sentence. If the situation continues, he will live for ten years at most.

Ten years have passed and three years have passed, and he only has seven years to live at most, and at most, he feels that his health is getting worse and worse recently, and he may not be able to die in three to five years.

So he has been traveling around the world recently, and he wants to find a hero who can realize what he has learned every day in his lifetime.

Sun Quan stretched out his hand and gave him his pulse. In fact, Sun Quan was not proficient in medical skills, at most he knew some Chinese medicine, but he understood modern western medicine. Some diseases that Chinese medicine cannot treat can be viewed from the perspective of western medicine.

"Can I touch your abdomen?" Sun Quan's expression moved slightly, and he withdrew his hand that signaled the pulse, and asked.

"Yes!" The young man in white saw Sun Quan's serious appearance, his heart throbbed, and he nodded.

Sun Quan reached over his clothes and gently touched his abdomen. He felt a foreign object in the lower right direction of his abdomen. He was not sure, but Sun Quan had an idea.

"Actually, your illness is neither small nor serious!" Sun Quan withdrew his hand and said in a low voice.

"Oh? What do you mean by that?" A hint of hope appeared in the eyes of the young man in white at some point. Everyone has the will to survive.

"There is a foreign object in the abdomen, so it is natural to take it out!" Sun Quan said with a solemn expression, "I only know a little about Qihuang art, but I am not proficient in it. I can't cure you, a soldier. If there is anyone in the world who can cure your disease! There is only one person."

This disease, this phenomenon, this condition, should be a small tumor, but Sun Quan is not proficient in medical skills, so he is not sure.

"Who?" A scorching light burst out from the eyes of the young man in white.

"This man's surname is Hua, and his name is Tuo. He is from Qiao County, Peiguo. His medical skills are unparalleled in the world!" Since there is a predestined relationship, Sun Quan doesn't mind pointing out a way for him: "If you find him , there is hope, if he can't save you, there are not many people in the world who can save you."

"Hua Tuo? A certain family heard about this person, he is a lunatic!" The middle-aged scribe frowned, and said, "This person has repeatedly stolen corpses that have just died, and then opened them up. This is not an ordinary person's behavior."

"There is always a fine line between a genius and a lunatic. The reason why he stole the dead body was to study the human body and his medical skills. This is a kind of medical spirit." Sun Quan knows that people in this era, 90.00% nine point nine I don't agree with Hua Tuo's style.

"Hua Tuo?" The young man in white was struggling after hearing this.

"The sea of ​​people is vast, and it is really rare for you and me to meet each other by fate!" Sun Quan pretended enough, and talking about the world with two such smart people was a kind of spiritual confrontation. Patting the young man in white on the shoulder, he said, "I'll give you another advice. If you don't believe him, don't go to him. If you believe he can save you, believe it to the end. Even if he wants to disembowel you , you must also believe that he can save you."

After Sun Quan finished speaking, he came over, stretched out his hand to take Cai Yan, and left the pavilion. Before leaving, he did not forget to be polite: "Thank you sir for taking me in tonight!"

He just came here tonight, and he didn't really want to know who these two people were. Talking about the world made the hazy goal in his heart much clearer.

It's cool to leave like this.

"Stomach section?" Hearing this, the young man in white was a little shocked, staring at Sun Quan's small back, struggling in his heart.

"This son is only twelve or thirteen years old, but his heart is so mature, and his face is strange. He is obviously the death of a prince, but he is not a child who died young. It's strange, strange! A certain family can't understand it!" Xu Shao narrowed his eyes and stared. Looking at Sun Quan's back, a flash of light flashed across.

"Thank you Xilong for taking me in tonight!" At this time, the young man in white also stood up, as if he had made a decision.

"You have already made up your mind!" Xu Shao said, looking back at the young man in white, his eyes brightened.

"Everyone has the ability to survive, and Long is also afraid of death. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, Long will give it a try. Three to five years is too short, and it is difficult to realize the ambition in Long's heart." The young man in white nodded and said.

"Yingchuan Xilong, talented and knowledgeable, is a representative of the poor family. You have the ability to assist the world's heroes to achieve hegemony, but your appearance is that of a premature death. Since you decided to use the remaining A certain family also hopes that you can pass this level and live up to your years of learning." Xu Shao stared at the young man in white and said: "I hope he is right, Hua Tuo is a genius, not a lunatic !"

"Life and death are fate, since you have chosen to believe, don't regret it, Long will accept Mr. Xu's precious words today." Xi Long said in a free and easy way, cupping his hands.

Xi Long, Xi Zhicai, the top strategist in the world as famous as Guo Jia, if Sun Quan was here at this time, he would definitely give himself two slaps, and then scorned himself: why do you pretend to be chic and not ask his name? Woolen cloth?