Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

While Xing'er was daydreaming, Wang Yun had already explained the problem to Diao Chan.

It was not until she saw Wang Yun sending someone to invite Liu Yu that Xing'er came back to her senses.

When Liu Yu arrived at the study, the first person who caught his eye was a stunningly beautiful woman.

I saw that her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, and she was very beautiful.

Crystal clear skin. Breakable with a snap of a finger.

The elegant and refined temperament is like a natural fairy

Xing'er stood behind the woman, her face normal, but there seemed to be a hint of worry in her eyes.

Liu Yu was about to pay his respects when Wang Yun smiled and called out, "My dear nephew, come here quickly. This is the little girl I mentioned to you. Her name is Diao Chan. She has loved poetry since she was young. You two can have a chat."

Liu Yu was stunned. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was the legendary Diao Chan.

No wonder it's so stunning.

With this appearance and temperament, if it happened in the future, she would be able to easily defeat all the big stars!

Dong Zhuo was monopolizing power and harming the country. He was arrogant and domineering. The civil and military officials in the court were helpless and could only shed tears and drink. At that time, she, a woman, stepped forward and saved the fate of the country with a delicate red skirt.

It's so moving and touching.

Among the four beauties, she may not be the most beautiful, but she is the most intelligent and courageous.

Somehow, when Liu Yu saw Diao Chan standing in front of him, he suddenly felt a little ashamed of the beauty trap he had offered to Wang Yun that day.

There are so many men in the Han Dynasty, but no one stands up to eliminate the traitor?

Now that I'm here, I won't allow this to happen again.

Liu Yu was thinking in his heart, and unconsciously there was some pity in his eyes when he looked at Diao Chan.

In Diao Chan's eyes, this pity seemed a little reckless.

He is indeed a lecher!

Diao Chan was slightly angry.

After a while, Liu Yu came back to his senses and bowed to Diao Chan:

"My name is Liu Yu, Liu Yunqi, nice to meet Miss Diao Chan."

Diao Chan was a little annoyed with Liu Yu, but with her father beside her, she did not dare to neglect the etiquette.

"My name is Diao Chan, and I greet Mr. Liu."

The sound is as pleasant as the chirping of birds.

Liu Yu smiled slightly and looked at Wang Yun, not knowing what Wang Yun was going to do.

Wang Yun laughed and said, "My dear nephew, my daughter has just read that poem and was also shocked by your knowledge and insight. I came here specially to ask you for your advice."

Please tell me, the look in her eyes doesn't look like Diao Chan.

This look is even more outrageous than those of the servants before.

The word "liar" is just missing from his face.

"How dare I, uncle, you are overpraising me. That poem was obtained by me unintentionally, and I do not deserve such praise from you, uncle."

Wang Yun smiled and said, "My dear nephew, there is no need to be so modest. You two are equals and you should speak freely and honestly. There is no need to worry about those empty formalities."

Liu Yu bowed and agreed.

"I read Mr. Liu's poem. It is so elegant and magnificent. It really opened my eyes. I wonder if Mr. Liu has any other good works besides this one?"

"No."

Diao Chan was secretly delighted. Just as she had guessed, the poem was bought by him from somewhere else. Apart from that poem, he had no other poems. If he could write poems like that, how could there be only this one?

Diao Chan asked, "I love this art very much. I am very happy to see what Mr. Liu has done. Please write another one for me to learn every day."

After observing it every day for a long time, I found out that this is the case.

It must be that Diao Chan saw the poem she said and didn't believe that she wrote it, so she came to test herself.

Liu Yu turned his head and glanced at Wang Yun, only to see that he was smiling playfully and said nothing.

It turns out that Old Man Wang also knows this.

"Poetry and prose are minor arts. Yunqi is not good at them. I am afraid that I will disappoint the young lady."

If you are not good at this, you are fooling the devil. How can someone who writes a poem not be good at poetry?

When Diao Chan saw Liu Yu refuse, she knew that her previous guess was completely correct.

The other party really used this poem to deceive my father.

Now that she had seen Liu Yu's true face, Diao Chan was no longer polite.

"Mr. Liu has repeatedly declined. Could it be that the poem was not written by Mr. Liu?"

You are a very pretty girl, and I didn’t expect that you have such good taste...

I could tell at a glance that the poem was not written by me.

Liu Yu didn't expect that a poem would cause so much trouble.

If I had known this, I would have been more low-key.

"Ms. Diao Chan, how do you know that poem was not written by me?"

Diao Chan sneered, "That poem has a unique conception and is full of vicissitudes. It clearly conveys a sense of relief from seeing through the mundane world. Mr. Liu is so young, how could he have such insight?"

Originally, you said that I was young and shouldn't have such knowledge. This is true, but you have no evidence to accuse me of plagiarism. After all, in this era, this poem has not appeared yet, and no one will come to the scene to defend their rights.

Liu Yu laughed and said, "So Miss Diao Chan saw that I was young and said that the poem was not written by me. Isn't that a bit arbitrary? Haven't you heard that a person with ambition does not need to be old, and a person without ambition lives in vain for a hundred years? Gan Luo was appointed prime minister at the age of twelve, and the old man with white hair still has not achieved anything at the age of seventy. Can you say that it is a rumor that Gan Luo was appointed prime minister because he was young?"

You want to expose me? No way. When I had nothing to do these two days, I had already thought of an excuse. No matter what others say, I only have one thought: this poem was written by me. Who can provide evidence?

A man with ambition never gets old; without ambition his life is in vain.

Good sentence!

Diao Chan was stunned and speechless for a moment after seeing his sharp words.

This man was really good at speaking. With just a few words, he actually refuted the young age argument. No wonder my father was also persuaded by him.

Fortunately, Diao Chan had also thought of a solution. After a moment of distraction, she slowly said, "Mr. Liu is right. In this case, I am being rude."

After saying this, he lowered his eyebrows slightly and bowed.

Seeing the beautiful woman in front of him surrender, Liu Yu was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Miss Diao Chan, there is no need to be like this. My uncle just said that you and I are of similar age. This is purely a cultural exchange. There is no impoliteness."

Diao Chan continued, "Mr. Liu is a man of extraordinary talent, and I admire him deeply. This time, it is my father's birthday, so I would like to ask Mr. Liu to write a poem to celebrate my father. I hope you will not refuse."

Birthday, please write a poem.

This……

This little girl is quite scheming. After talking for a long time, she still doesn't believe that the poem was written by me, so she gives me a topic to test me.

As expected, she is a woman who can deal with two ruthless men, Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu. Her wisdom is indeed extraordinary.

Fortunately, I have been thinking about Wang Yun’s birthday these two days, and I have thought about many things, such as the method of refining salt, the method of making weapons, the method of making farm tools, etc., but I feel that they are all inappropriate.

Liu Yu was also considering poetry. He had secretly thought of several birthday poems and was weighing which one to use.

I didn't expect this to happen today.

Just when I was about to go to sleep, a pillow was handed to me.

There's nothing I can do. I deserve to be shown off in front of others.

But you can't be too cocky, you should be humble.

After all, in this era, humility is not only a virtue, but also one of the important criteria for people to evaluate their moral character.

"Uncle, on your birthday, your nephew only gave you a poem to congratulate you. Isn't this gift a little light?"

Diao Chan watched him refuse and smiled, thinking that he must be refusing because he was hungry.

"Mr. Liu has great literary talent, and his words are famous throughout the ages. This gift is not insignificant. If my father can receive Mr. Liu's poems on his birthday, it will surely become a good story for future generations."

This is such a high level of flattery that he can't help but write a poem.

At this moment, Liu Yu really wanted to say, the Beijing city is too complicated, I want to go back to the countryside.

Turning to look at Wang Yun, I saw an indescribable smile on the old man's face.

He looks like someone who wants to watch the fun and not mind getting into trouble.

Wang Yun looked at this and smiled, "My dear nephew, my birthday is still a day away, so you don't have to reply right now. You can think about it slowly after you go back. There's no need to rush."

Diao Chan did not say much about Wang Yun's statement. After all, writing poetry is not like writing. It requires careful consideration of every word.

Liu Yu seemed not to hear it. He paced slowly in the room.

"Just now, my nephew came up with a poem and presented it to you, uncle. I also hope that Miss Diao Chan can correct it."

When these words were spoken, several people were shocked.

Liu Yu calmly read aloud:

"An old horse in the stable still has ambitions to run a thousand miles.

The martyrs are young and strong.

The time of waxing and waning is not only determined by the sky.

The blessing of nourishing and relaxing can bring eternal life. "