[Three Kingdoms] Carnival

Those who snow, from rain and comets, are condensed by ice, and those who are Sui Sui are also.Since ancient times, there have been many snow friends.Literati and inkmen, the sound of the flying snow is heard, and the elegance is in the mangosteen; the tiger generals, ride Qingqi Beisai, and the snow is full of bows and knives.When you meet again, the dog barks at the firewood, and the snow returns to the old man at night;It’s sad to be sad about the snow, sad to regret the snow, happy to sing about the snow, happy to embrace the snow, the bones of the dead are buried in the sky and the earth; Tu Su is warm at the beginning of the year, and the peach talisman shines in the new year.It descends from the heights, as clean as jade, as the abyss of water, quiet and silent, containing all things, so all things in the world love snow.

The water and soil in Sichuan are always warm and there is little snow, but this day is a beautiful day. Since the first dawn, white snow has fallen from the sky and flew over the wooden beams and stone steps, covering up a bit of sadness for the plain.Horseshoes stepping on the falling snow, passing through the city gate through the streets that have not yet woken up, when the wind stops in the ear, gradually, the mourning of the whole city seems to be silent, in the snowy color between the sky and the earth, Melting into the endless mountains outside Chengdu.

He tied his horse aside, and walked into the wilderness alone as the sun grew brighter.The snow is so thin that you can see the black soil with just a flick of your hand.The soil is soft and moist, with a hint of faint light green, which indicates that it will be another warm spring in the near future.

In the snow, he walked for a long time, finally chose a piece of land, squatted down, and carefully buried the seeds.

The morning glow gradually bloomed in the sky, and there was a lot of noise inside and outside the city.In the distance, he heard the sound of uniform footsteps. It was the soldiers who were about to go out gathering in the barracks, waiting for the general to take them to the battlefield thousands of miles away.

At this time, the war horse on the side hissed in response to the sound of the horn, as if it couldn't wait to rush to the battlefield.

So, he stood up and walked over, first calmed down the belligerent horse, then seriously straightened the saber around his waist, got on the horse, and headed for the barracks.

When I come back from Nanzhong, the flowers will already be in bloom.

After the hour of the day, the sky was already bright, and the sunlight shone on the exquisite snow petals, refracting glass-like light and shadow.Compared with Sichuan, which is thousands of miles away, the water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River have always been more gentle and pleasant, and the snow falls lightly with the wind, like dust.In the deep courtyard, servants came and went in a hurry.The host is kind, knowing that the first month is a lot of work, so not only allowed them to leave, but also distributed some cloth and rice to everyone, so that they can go home and have a good year, so although they are busy, Everyone had smiles on their faces, and even the flying snow under their feet was a little light because of the joy.

On the west side of the courtyard, rockery and bushes are piled up beside the pool, forming a path leading to the waterside pavilion.Xun You sat by the railing, with a few scrolls brought by his servants by his hand.Standing in front of him, Xun You watched Xun You pick up a roll and spread it out on his knees. After reading it carefully, he put the bamboo roll aside.Then he picked up another volume and repeated the actions just now, without saying a word from beginning to end as if he had forgotten his existence.Just when Xun Can finally waited until Xun You opened the last volume, the servant happened to go back and bring another pile of scrolls for Xun You. Go in silence.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Xun You has read most of the newly delivered scrolls.Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside the pavilion, Xun Can finally couldn't help but speak first:

"I was wrong."

"Hmm." Xun You didn't look up, but just responded, "What's wrong?"

"I knocked over the white jade carving stove in the front hall."

"Ah."

"The painting of Uncle Zhong's calligraphy in the house was also sold by me."

"continue."

"The volume of Ouyang Shangshu in the house——"

"You burned it too?"

Xun Can choked for a moment, thought for a while and said, "I was pestering her to see it, and accidentally fell into the fire."

Xun You sighed lightly, looked at the slips and shook his head.The waterside pavilion fell into the same silence as before.At this time, the servant who delivered the books also came over, but this time, he only had a thin letter in his hand.

"Sir, a letter from the north."

"Leave it here."

"Yes."

The servant put the letter on the scroll and turned away.When the footsteps were completely inaudible from near to far, Xun You seemed to have finally read the scroll of bamboo slips on his lap, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the child in front of him.

"Zigong redeemed the Lu people from the princes. When he came and gave up, he didn't take his gold. Confucius blamed him. Zilu rescued the drowning man. He worshiped an ox, and Zilu accepted it. Confucius praised his virtue. There are no rules, and there is no square. I'm afraid I'll be resentful." His voice was calm and unwavering, "But you should understand that I'm not referring to these. In the bamboo forest outside the city, the sound of the piano and the sword, do you really think I can't hear it?"

I knew that this cousin who was older than my father but was not easy to fool him, but I didn't expect that in the end, I didn't hide a single thing.Xun Can was quite frustrated, but since they had been discovered, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "I withheld that letter and stopped the hidden guards from reporting to you."

"Why?" The other few things can still be explained with a child's soft heart.This matter alone made him a little curious.

"...Before the Lantern Festival in the city, I accidentally picked up the river lantern of Wu Hou's sister." Xun Can whispered, and then raised his voice again, "I didn't lose my kindness, it was nothing more than sympathy. You see, The day before yesterday the concierge fed the wrong horse feed and the horse got sick, so I didn't hide it for him."

"..."

For a moment, Xun You didn't know whether to feel how strange it was to say the words "compassion for fragrance and cherish jade" from such a big child first, or whether he had a headache first.

This child's temper is nothing like Wen Ruozhen's.

"I have already punished your maid about the censer. That handwriting is a fake I copied, but it will still be deducted from the cloth and rations distributed to her. That volume of "Shangshu", punish you for teaching that wrongdoer Maid to write it again, you are not allowed to write it for me."

"Oh." Xun Can lowered his face and whispered, "Then just ask someone else to write for you."

"Ok?"

"nothing!"

"As for the matter in the bamboo forest—" Pretending not to hear Xun Can's muttering, Xun You picked up the letter and opened it while talking.When he saw that there was only a thin silk slip in the letter, as expected, he couldn't help smiling.

"Just this once, let them go."

Xun Can was both surprised and delighted: "You really don't want to pursue it anymore?"

"'Uncle is in the field, there is no one in the alley. Is there no one? Not as good as uncle, beautiful and benevolent.'" The words on the silk are elegant and clear, but the content is just like the person, hiding the banter, "Wancheng has its own piano The voice is clear and wan, why should I care about the matter in the bamboo forest. Later, follow me to the street to find a few spices that your father likes, and bring them back together."

"Where are you going back?" Xun Can was still a little unresponsive.

Xun You carefully folded the silk slips and put them away in his sleeve.Due to the busy work schedule, the original plan was postponed until today.Fortunately, the snow outside the eaves is still as thin as fluff, and it melts when it hits the ground. If you use a carriage to drive faster, it won't take long to calm him down.

"Let's go back to Wancheng."

After buying spices and packing things in this compartment, and when the servant drove the carriage away from the city gate, the Golden Crow had already passed the center and spread its wings and flew westward.The snow in central Sichuan is warm and the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is soft. They are both in the shape of Sui Sui. They disperse when exposed to light, penetrate into the soil and nourish all things. However, in places to the north such as Jizhou, the cold wind blows the snow for thousands of miles, and there are many. Blot out the sun.In just one morning, more than a foot of snow had accumulated outside the city, and as soon as you stepped on it, your shoes were completely buried in it.In this severe cold, no one has the heart to appreciate the flying qiong in the sky, they just want to find a warm shelter before freezing, so as to survive the severe winter that is getting colder every year.

"Take two taels of cinnamon sticks, three taels of ginger, ten pieces of almonds, forty jujubes, eight pieces of aconite, boil them in nine liters of water, and then add six taels of ephedra and boil them together for an hour." After giving the order, Liu Xie hurried to the place Under another wooden shed, "The food here should have been boiled, and it's time to fill it up and share it with the people. And——"

"There is also the ginger soup that is cooking over there. Remember to remove the dregs and let it warm before distributing it to the common people. If someone is dizzy and blind, replace the ginger soup with Bupleurum soup and give it to him."

Liu Xie looked back after hearing the sound, and as expected, he saw a familiar figure.He couldn't help frowning, and just as he was about to speak, a jade-like finger touched his mouth first.

"Listen to me before you drive me back." Cao Jie tilted his head and said, "Cang Zhu checked my pulse before going out, and the pulse is stable and everything is normal. The same white fox fur is warm, and on the way here, I have been sitting in a carriage with a stove burning, and it is not cold at all, if you don’t believe me, try my hand.” She withdrew her fingers and stretched out her whole hand in front of Liu Xie .Liu Xie was about to shake it suspiciously, when she suddenly withdrew her hand and stretched out the other hand, "It doesn't count if the hand was left out for too long just now, try this one."

Compared with the hand that was red from the cold just now, this hand is indeed warmer.But only a little bit.

"Come on, send—"

"I want to stay and help you." Seeing that all the schemes were useless, Cao Jie became anxious, so he had to resort to the last trump card.

She opened her eyes wide and looked straight at Liu Xie.In the flying snow, the ice and snow were reflected in the dark eyes, and even the pleading color was shining brightly, as if tears would fall in the next moment.Suddenly, Liu Xie forgot what he wanted to say, even the gust of wind outside the shed seemed to have forgotten.

He sighed, and had no choice but to pull Cao Jie's hands together and wrapped them in his palms: "Don't hold on, go to rest when you're tired."

Hearing this, Cao Jie immediately smiled like a flower: "Okay."

"Your Majesty, my lord, the medicinal materials have been bought." At this time, the servant who went to buy medicine in the city has already rushed back, "All the medicinal materials are bought, please have a look, my lord."

"You even bought Poria cocos and Atractylodes macrocephala?" Liu Xie asked in surprise, "Wait a minute, I'll go and have a look. Ah Jie, help me look at the medicines on the stove here."

"Okay." Cao Jie nodded with a smile, she naturally knew that the medicine was fake and the worry about her leaving the burning stove in the wooden shed was real.

After watching Liu Xie's figure disappear into the wind and snow, she turned her head and looked at the servant who came to report: "Did the second brother ask you to send these medicinal materials?"

"Ah? Ma'am, don't get me wrong, it's—"

"Okay, then I misunderstood. These medicinal materials were bought by you through your work, and have nothing to do with the second brother." Sure enough, when she finished speaking, the servant's expression became more subtle, and his lips parted. A few times, I seem to want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.Seeing this, Cao Jie couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I knew it was the second brother. Who else can find so many medicinal materials in such a heavy snow." After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but sigh softly, "Since Wanting me to accept his love, but also worrying about making Ah Xie misunderstand me, the second brother's thoughts are much more delicate than my daughter's family."

Naturally, the servant did not deny it, nor did he agree to it, so he could only stand aside with his head bowed and his mouth shut.

"Go back and tell my second brother that the weather is so cold, you have to take the medicine according to the prescription. If his pulse condition is not good the next time I go back to Yecheng, I will really complain to Mr. Sima."

The servant didn't dare to answer these words anymore, so he could only keep it in his heart silently, and told Cao Pi without saying a word when he returned to Ye and replied.Fortunately, at this time Liu Xie ordered someone to carry the medicinal materials back to the wooden shed, he hurriedly saluted and retreated.

"What's wrong?" Liu Xie looked at the hurried servant, a little strange.

"It's nothing." Cao Jie shook his head, and raised his hand to wipe off the snow on the man's shoulders. "The medicine is ready. Let's hurry up, everyone is still waiting."

Birds are extinct, thousands of miles are lonely, and how many dead people who have nowhere to return to their hometowns are buried.On the endless snow field, travelers step on the snow and face the frost, all the way forward.Perhaps he will be lucky enough to encounter a cluster of fires, a few sheds, or perhaps only the bitter cold wind will accompany him from the beginning to the end.But when the galloping horses saw the old city a few miles away after traveling for many days, the heaven and the earth seemed to be in love, the cold wind stopped and the frost melted.As far as Luoyang can be seen, the clear sunlight peeks out of the clouds and sprinkles on the majestic city wall, and the Yingluo River sparkles.

When Guo Jia came to Zhima Gate, the snow had completely stopped.The palace lady came out from the small door on the right side of the royal road. Perhaps she had stood outside for a long time, even though she was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, her face was still flushed from the cold.She asked the guards to tie up the horses, and led Guo Jia into the palace.

"Wei Wang just ordered me to come to the gate of the palace to wait for Mr., and not long after I came, Mr. arrived. Wei Wang and Mr. really have a good understanding."

Responding to the words, the court lady led Guo Jia through the gravel-covered Nangong with ease.This ruined wall is the 'masterpiece' of Dong Zhuo when he left Luoyang more than 20 years ago.In that fire, all the Jade Towers and Golden Pavilions were burned, and the silk and satin were also scattered into mud. Only these stone pillars and earth walls that were half hit in the ground still stood in this abandoned imperial city with remnants.At this time, the sunset glow in the sky was in full swing in the clouds, and the snow-covered snow reflected the glow and reflected on these stone pillars, which seemed to remind them of the residual warmth of the past.

"How is King Wei?"

"Knowing that my husband will be in Luoyang today, King Wei will feel better when he wakes up in the morning. At noon, he used four liters of rice, two catties of meat, and went to Nuan Pavilion to read the official documents for more than two hours. By the way, I Before I left, I heard that the king of Wei ordered people to dig out the altar of wine, it must be specially prepared for Mr.

The words of the court lady were more or less contradictory, but when said briskly by this oriole-like voice, it really made people smile.At least from her perspective, Guo Jia had a faint smile on her lips all the way, obviously very happy because of what she said.

"After returning from Jingzhou, the king of Wei rested here." When she came to the gate of Jiafu Palace, the maid whispered a few words to the guards at the gate, and then opened the gate for Guo Jia, "I didn't smell the aroma of wine, look The purpose of coming to King Wei is to be with Mr.... Huh?"

In the empty hall, apart from the soft sound of the wind knocking on the window, there was no other sound.The palace maid looked around, and ran behind the screen, seeing that there was still no one on the collapsed floor, she cried out anxiously, "King Wei——"

"Shh." Guo Jia hurriedly stopped her before drawing the attention of the guards at the door, "Don't worry."

"How can I not be in a hurry!" Even so, the maid subconsciously lowered her voice,

"King Wei is gone!"

"Indeed." Guo Jia nodded.He walked to the open window behind the screen, and as expected, he found a footprint and some dirt on the snow on the window edge, "and obviously, he absconded from here, and he brought the altar just dug out. liquor."

"Abscond, abscond?" The maid froze in place, "Then should I immediately notify the guards to catch him, if it's not right, go find—"

"You must be loyal to King Wei." Guo Jia interrupted her.

"Of course!"

"At that moment, go out and tell others that King Wei and Jia have important matters to discuss, so don't come in and disturb them."

"Yes, but..."

"Don't worry." After closing the window again, Guo Jia walked in front of her, and the smile on his lips really reached his eyes at this moment, "Jia knows where King Wei is, so let's go find... , catch him."

Smiling as the little palace maid stammered and finished acting with the guard at the door, Guo Jia walked behind the screen and jumped out of the window stepping on the same footprint.He lowered his head to search, and sure enough, he saw footprints that had not been completely covered by the snow, and followed him all the way to the Long Live Gate by the palace wall.

Compared with other palace gates that have already begun to be repaired, the Longevity Gate is still the same as when it was burned down. The broken wood on the royal road is piled up horizontally, making it difficult to walk, so there are not many guards.Beside the newly grown locust tree outside the gate, Dawan Liangju was pawing the snow boredly, whenever anyone passed by, he would hiss at them to attract the attention of the guards at the gate of the palace.So even if there is no one on the side of the road and a good horse is on the side, no one dares to covet it.

Hearing the sound from the palace gate again, it just raised its neck, seeing that it was Guo Jia, it quickly lowered it down again, and only lightly stomped the ground a few times with its front hooves to express its joy at the moment.

Guo Jia stepped forward to untie the rope, lightly rubbed the horse's head, and got on the horse before the guards found out, but he was not in a hurry to arrest anyone.He first rode his horse slowly around the gold market in the west of the city, bought some dumplings, and then went to Yonghe Li to buy some ointment cakes from a peddler. It was not until the setting sun burned all over the clouds that he stepped on the afterglow of the snow, Go to the north of the city.

That was the residence of Luoyang Beiwei.

The first month has not yet passed, except for the heavily guarded palace, in this abandoned mansion, except for a sleepy soldier at the door to guard against theft, there is no one else.But even so, it was still difficult for Guo Jia to open the tightly locked gate without disturbing the soldiers.Just as he was hesitating while holding the horse, he was suddenly pulled behind the wall.

"Whose thief is this who stole the lonely horse?"

"Isn't it the one who stole the wine?" Guo Jia turned around unhurriedly, smiled and looked at the familiar face in front of him, "Why, if you have the ability to sneak out of the iron-walled Luoyang Palace, you can't get in now. Did you look at Xiu's mansion?"

"Gu is waiting for you." Cao Cao said, "Come with me."

After speaking, he took Guo Jia's hand and ran towards the side wall of the mansion.In the icy cold breeze, the palms that meet are especially hot.

Beside the side wall is a not-so-tall plum tree, but compared to the newly planted willow locusts in the city, it has obviously grown for several years. The branches are neither high nor short, and it just reaches the courtyard of the mansion.On the branches, the red plums embrace the white snow and bloom in the wind, blooming just right.

"How prescient Gu is." Standing under the tree, Cao Cao sighed.

"Excuse me, the king of Wei who has the foresight, this, and this." Guo Jia shook the rice dumplings and ointment cakes in his hand, and pointed to the wine jar in Cao Cao's hand, "What should I do?"

"It's simple." Cao Cao knelt down and pushed away the snow that had accumulated in the corner of the wall. There was a hole under the high wall. "At the beginning, I judged that uncle who was a poor man. How about climbing out of this dog hole? Or you will receive fifty blows from me."

"It's not personal."

"So afterwards I told Jian Shuo that I shouldn't be blamed for beating someone to death, but his uncle should be blamed for having scraped off too much fat and blood, so that he had no way out." Cao Cao first pushed the thing Guo Jia was carrying into it. , went to get the wine jar again, "Look, the wine jar can be put in, he can't get through, can you blame me?"

With the plum blossom tree, Cao Cao didn't have much effort to climb up the wall, but Guo Jia was different.In the beginning, Cao Cao let Guo Jia go first, and he protected him underneath, but it didn't take long for him to fall short.Not long after, Cao Cao had another plan. He first climbed to the eaves, and then reached out to pull Guo Jia who was slowly moving up. After tossing for a long time, his hands were stained with red mud, and finally he pulled Guo Jia to the wall superior.

"Be careful when you come down."

Cao Cao jumped off the wall first, and shouted at Guo Jia from the courtyard.Guo Jia sat on the eaves and carefully looked down the wall.It's not that he thinks it's tall. A person who can even jump over the city wall has nothing to be afraid of facing the wall that is only a few meters away.He was just thinking about which angle to jump off from, so that he would not look embarrassed and fall right into someone's arms.

However, a wise man thinks a lot, and he will make a mistake in the end. He has calculated everything, but he just forgot that there is not only the eaves under him, but also the snow.In a panic, his sleeve hit the branch, and the snow and plum petals from the branch fell one after another, covering both of them.

"So, can it be regarded as a total white hair?"

"The orphan you promised is not only a white-haired one." Cao Cao touched Guo Jia's forehead lightly, and then raised his hand to wipe the snow off the person's head and body, ignoring anyone's obstruction.He walked to the wall and picked up the wine, shaking it towards people, "After drinking this jar of wine, it will be considered a lifetime."

"There are still cakes." Guo Jia smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I am good to you, and we will return together hand in hand. Don't miss any time."

This Luoyang North Wei's mansion has not been lived in for a long time, and it stands to reason that the remaining items in the warehouse should have been removed long ago.However, due to the foresight of a wise and powerful man, the two not only found lacquer plates, chopsticks, ear cups, but also utensils for cooking wine.Behind the hall of the mansion is the courtyard. Put the food box on the stone table under the corridor, burn a copper kettle, and fold a few plum petals from the side into the wine.There is a gentle breeze outside the corridor, and white snow floats into the cup from time to time, which is refreshing and fragrant, and is the most elegant.

After drinking for three rounds, they chatted casually while enjoying the snow scene.

"When Jia passed Luohe, he met a Confucian scholar. He had been avoiding chaos in Jiaozhou for 16 years, and he left home for Luoyang last year." Guo Jia said, "He told me that he wanted to go back to Taixue and read the Stone Classics."

"Changwen once mentioned to me about rebuilding Taixue. If he arrives at Taixue now, he will have a place to live even though he doesn't have rich clothes and food." Cao Cao poured wine into Guo Jia's cup, "Repair it, Taixue Xue, Mingtang, Piyong, and this Luoyang city should all be repaired." Suddenly, he thought of something, and said with a light smile, "However, what regulations should be used for this palace city, and which version should be engraved by Taixue The scriptures, those Confucian scholars are afraid that there will be a lot of quarrels. In the future, there will be Zihuan who will have a headache."

"Meng De's tone doesn't sound like he's worried at all, but it's gloating?"

"I am envious." He said, "I envy both Zihuan and those Confucian scholars. It is a blessing to be able to quarrel for a long time about this kind of thing."

Only a peaceful and peaceful world can afford the heavy responsibility of rebuilding rituals and music.Only when the treasury is full can there be surplus to study how many wooden clips should be erected by the palace gate, and the people are happy to have the energy to fight for the righteousness of the chapters and sentences in the court.How can such a peaceful day not be envied.

But only a little.

"Zihuan may have envied my father and seen the prosperity of Luoyang in the past. In the houses of Zhongming Dingshi who lived in Yongheli back then, the daily consumption of a random servant was enough for the people of today to use for a year." He scooped up the wine for himself again, "Shangjue Zhou Ding, Qin Palace Hanwa, each generation has its gains and losses, even if you envy it, you-"

"It's better to drink three thousand cups with Jia, and go to Zhuolongchi in a dream while drunk." Guo Jiagao raised his wine glass, "Jia should do first to respect."

Cao Cao was slightly taken aback, then smiled, and drank the warm wine in his cup in one gulp.

When the two put down their wine glasses, the twilight in the sky just burned to the end.The rosy light first bloomed vigorously with an unprecedented splendor, and then quickly faded, falling westward with the golden crow in the pursuit of the night, and the earth sank into darkness.

Just when Guo Jia asked whether he should find a few candle lamps, the bright light unexpectedly made a comeback.There is no moon in this night, and there are few stars. What keeps Luoyang city as bright as day is the lights lit by every house.At this time, the lanterns are just coming on, the white snow is against it, the red plum blossoms are peaceful in the evening, and the voices of people outside a wall are even more lively than during the day.

"Today is the Lantern Festival." Cao Cao explained to Guo Jia, "There will be a lantern festival in the city."

Although Luoyang City has never been built, as long as the war is over, there will always be people living in foreign lands returning to the city to find their former homeland on the dilapidated ruins.Ordinary people don't know the allusion of the Buddha's god changing and burning lamps, and they forget whether this custom started from Emperor Ming or Emperor Zhang, but they will remember the streamer they saw every Lantern Festival from their ancestors and childhood. overflow color.There is no immortal person in the world, and the magnificent and magnificent palaces can be burned with only one fire, but there are always some things engraved in the depths, which can escape the ups and downs, and the world is impermanent, just like these hanging in every household, hanging The lights in the alleys and streets are also endless, so that no matter how many times Luo Yang has been burned, he can return to the prosperity in his memory.

"That's great." He sighed sincerely.

Taking advantage of this fiery tree and silver flowers, they chatted about other things.Baima Qiang in Hexi has dared to step out of Jishi Mountain for several years since his queen was beheaded by an unknown general alone; Gu Jiuniang in Langya County in Xuzhou, the moment before they left, still wanted to ask Zheng Xilang The name taboo; the north is getting colder every year, and the plump aquatic plants are lost. Those Xianbei people may invade the south and make trouble for Gongsun Yuan; the Central Plains and the south are better, and the warmth of spring is revealed in the frost and snow When the snow water flows into the river, the seeds sown in the fields this year will surely have a good harvest in autumn.

They chatted a lot, and the two drinkers drank the wine very slowly intentionally or unintentionally, but even so, the wine in the cauldron would bottom out.When the last scoop of wine happened to be divided into two wine glasses, Guo Jia mentioned the incident he had talked with someone a long time ago in the peripheral light of the lamp.

If he could manage his own affairs, he would do so.

At that time, Guo Jia tried his best to despise the custom of beheading and wearing hemp and mourning all day long.Not to mention that the white flowers are awkward to look at, if the hall is filled with the cries of living people every day and night, the people lying in the coffin will probably be annoyed to come to life.He said that if he came to make arrangements, he would replace all the plains with bright reds, all the sorrows and joys with joys, and put all the meat soup with fish meat on the table, and it would be best to add a few large pots of wine. If you don't cry, you have to get a big white, and drink until the gentleman's crown is crooked, the cold-faced general is happy, everyone is so drunk, he is staggering, and he goes home to sleep When I woke up the next morning, I just forgot all about yesterday.

In short, as far as Guo Fengxiao was concerned, since he had already indulged himself before his death, his death was nothing but loess.

But Cao Cao is different.The palace is three thousand feet high, and there is no room for arbitrariness.

Wide range of mountains and soil, beautiful scenery and rich burial?In terms of achievements in his life, Cao Cao is naturally more worthy of this special gift than most people in the hills south of the city. Tired of crying day after day, and then buried under the dark mound.Guo Jia couldn't bear this kind of torture himself, so how could he let Cao Cao suffer this torture.

That is not a tree or a seal, because the mound is a grave?Cao Cao had no objection, but Guo Jia still felt bad.There are always people in the world who are good at showing off their tongues. They can say that honesty and honesty are for fame, and crying for old friends is for buying people's hearts.A few words from a person like the Bo Burial Sutra may turn into a high-spirited talk about a traitor fearing that the enemy will dig his grave.Anyway, caring about people's livelihood and being insidious and cunning is just a matter of lip service for this group of people.

What did Cao Cao say at the time?He just smiled and didn't continue.He knew that in Guo Jia's eyes, there was no proper answer to this question.

When I was a teenager, I jumped into this complicated world with enthusiasm, and was smashed to pieces by all the absurdities in this world as soon as I drew my sword.To ask, why is honesty and integrity a fault, and why are liars able to speak righteously? Since power can buy one's life, why bother to pretend to be full of moral articles.After that, after a long time in the world, young people are hot-blooded and slightly cold, but those who know good things are easy to be lacking, those who are bright and bright are easy to be dirty, honesty and integrity may be foolish and loyal, and those who tell lies may not be ashamed of their hearts.As for the morality of Qian Quan, just like the broken sword in his hand, there is neither black nor white, the only difference lies in where the person holding the sword is pointing.

So, the boy who was no longer young put on the crown of power, held a sharp sword, and roared loudly, among the corpses trampled by the horses were traitors and thieves, loyal ministers and good generals, and countless lives and unknown deaths Also nameless.The mountain of corpses rolled in the sea of ​​blood for most of their lives, and they are destined to be covered in blood. Whether it brings war or peace, it is human nature for the people to feel fear.The corpses of traitors and heroes will be bitten by insects and ants in a hundred years, but fortunately, the latter's desire has never been changed because of these chirping whispers.

That question does not have a suitable answer for Guo Jia.This ray of breeze and bright moon has already caught the heartstrings because of this corner, gold, silver, jasper, high crown and thick fur, even if all the rare treasures and good reputations in the world are piled up, they are far inferior to what his heart is attached to.

And what about Cao Cao?Maybe there is still a little unwillingness, otherwise he would not return to the Luoyang Northern Wei's mansion today.But he has no intention of speaking to the world, and what he cares about is not the future generations.He was tired, tired, but he still wanted to tell someone that the white-haired and gray-bearded king of Wei and the young man who killed the traitor in the past would still meet in this mansion after decades.It is difficult to do something in the world for a long time, but there is always someone who can do it. After drinking ice for ten years, red blood is hard to cool.

He wants someone to listen to it, maybe it's a close friend, maybe it's himself, maybe it's the world.

"Feng Xiao, there is no answer to that question."

The last glass of wine slipped down his throat, Guo Jia heard Cao Cao whisper,

"Why don't we let it snow."

Let this day, which has witnessed all the past silently, let it snow for Cao Mengde.

There was a sound of a gong outside the wall, and it was already the third watch.

The wind that blows seems to have turned a little faster, and the lights on the street are gradually dimming.Guo Jia put down his wine glass and looked out of the corridor. Maybe it was when the sound faded away, or maybe it was a long time later, the vast and endless night sky really started to snow again.

"Meng De, it's snowing."

He didn't wait for an answer.The person on the opposite side has already sunk into a long dream in the snow, just like this Luoyang City.

At first, there was only light snow like catkins in the air.Gradually, the snow became bigger and bigger, covering the stone steps under the corridor and bending the red plums in the courtyard.They are like goose feathers, flying one after another, covering the sky and covering the sky, as if they intend to seal all the troubles of the past world into this whiteness.

sleep.he thought.When he wakes up, the heavy snow will cover the plains where the corpses lie thousands of miles away, and will also send the soldiers who died in battle to return home.The crimson river will become as clear as when it was a child, just as there are only a few strokes in the history books of the most tragic battles.At that time, the heavy snow will heal the wounds of Luoyang City, the newly carved stone pillars will stand outside the Helv Gate again, and the magnificent palace will be as grand and majestic as before.The gold market was full of traffic again, and in the bright hall outside the city, the sound of lectures spread all over the mountains and fields, attracting farmers to stop.This is the Luoyang buried in the old dream, and it will also be the Luoyang you will see when you wake up from the dream.

sleep.He wrapped the Firefox fur tightly around the person, and slowly closed his eyes.When you wake up, it will be dawn.They went back to Xudu and Sikong Mansion together, dug out the large altars of wine buried in the backyard, boiled several large cauldrons and put them in the hall together, and invited every guest who came to the banquet to get drunk Drink three thousand cups and have a good year with you.

The snow was falling one after another, and in the distance, it seemed that a shepherd boy was singing.

There are those who are inferior, and the real dimension is the first.

Your wine is both purpose, and your food is both Fu.

How is it a different person?brother nephew uncle.

Like that rain and snow, first gather dimension graupel.

There is no day for death and death, and few see each other.

"Let's drink wine tonight, and a gentleman will have a banquet."