A few months ago, Sima Yi wanted to pretend to be sick to avoid Cao Cao's summons, but he didn't know that the horse's head fell from the sky and bumped into Cao Pi's frightened horse. Naturally, he couldn't pretend to be sick anymore.

After being politely "invited" to Cao Cao's mansion, Sima Yi weighed the pros and cons, and for the sake of his life, he accepted Cao Cao's conquest on the grounds of "recovering from illness".

Unexpectedly, Sima Yi was invited to this flower viewing feast before his new official position was ready...and he met two unreasonable drunks.

Unable to escape, Sima Yi, who was forced to bear the mental injury, was smiling, with a knife in his smile, and a murderous look in the knife.

When he saw Zheng Ping approaching, his murderous intent didn't abate in the slightest, and he didn't try to hide it at all.

"You Lingshi, the swordsman in your residence is very drunk, do you want to knock him out and take him away?"

The not-so-good wording, coupled with Sima Yi's murderous eyes, seemed to say: If you don't hit me, I'll hit you. If you're knocked out, throw it on your shoulder. You're just responsible for carrying it away.

Zheng Ping ignored him.The palace wine prepared by Cao Cao for this banquet is not strong, but has a stronger aftertaste than other wines. It is easy for people to drink too much without knowing it, and get drunk accidentally.

This body doesn't hold a lot of alcohol. Although Zheng Ping is not drunk, he still feels twitching in his temples and feels extremely uncomfortable. When he received Sima Yi's evil eyes, he stopped with his sleeves down and said calmly, "Your eyes are very noisy. .”

Instead of being angry, Sima Yi smiled: "It's not as good as the king."

The two stood staring at each other without speaking.

Although the two of them don't agree with each other, they have already distinguished each other about what kind of person the other is.Sima Yi would not question Zheng Ping's pretentiousness when they first met, and Zheng Ping would not ask more about Sima Yi's medical history of selective seizures.They reached a consensus invariably: look up and see down, and pretend to be strangers face to face.

Sima Yi knew that Zheng Ping was definitely not as arrogant as the rumors said, nor was he as simple as he appeared.If possible, he didn't want to provoke this person for no reason without benefit.

Therefore, after killing each other with eyes for a while, Sima Yi has returned to his former gentleness.

"Please help yourself." Sima Yi gave Zheng Ping a cold look, then turned and left.

But he didn't make it. Li Jin, who was thrown off by him, saw that he was going to run, and subconsciously grabbed it, which happened to be on the belt around his waist, and almost tore off his belt.

Leaving aside Sima Yi's expression, Guo Jia, who was quietly standing next to him, his eyes completely intoxicated, turned his head slowly. Seeing Li Jin's movements, he reached out his hand imitatively, and grabbed the one closest to him. One's girdle...

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On the second day, Guo Jia woke up and found that his memory was broken.Before he tried to trace it back, Cao Cao, who knew him very well, had sent him a "collection of poems" for his appreciation.

When Guo Jia saw those witty "poems", he was very happy at first, and then his mood drew a parabola, and he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Why did Cao Cao suddenly send such a thing to himself after the meeting?Even if Cao Cao wanted to share these "childlike" original poems with him, he wouldn't rush to send them over before he woke up...

Guo Jia had vaguely guessed the truth, but he didn't dare to confirm it immediately, and reread these "poems" again.

He really couldn't think of anyone other than Zheng Ping who would dare to make fun of Cao Cao and Er Xun.

...Except for someone who got drunk and fattened up.

As for who it is, the book Cao Cao sent has pointed out the direction for him.

Guo Jia read that witty "Poetry Collection" for the third time, and began to consider whether he needed to buy a coffin in advance.

The only thing that comforted Guo Jia was that there was no Zheng Ping in this "collection of poems". He felt that he might live a few more days and finish drinking the fine wine stored in the cellar.

Just thinking about it, when I turned to the bottom of the book, a piece of white silk fell out.

Guo Jia had an intuition that the white silk was different, but still driven by the curiosity of killing the cat, he picked it up from the ground and opened it——

Then he folded the white silk blankly.

It's over, and there is no time to even buy a coffin.

Guo Jia was thinking quietly, his mind was full of the painting on the white silk that he closed.

The painting is extraordinarily vivid, and the painting is extraordinarily gloating.

Thinking of the commentary on the white silk, Guo Jia deeply doubted how he came back alive.

Whether it's getting drunk or making poems that offend people, these are trivial matters.But it's not good for him to pull someone's waistband, why should he?

The one who can't be offended.

He would rather go back and pull it again, to smash Cao Cao's waist seal.

Fortunately, after the banquet, Cao Cao was going to send troops to deal with Yuan Shao, which made Guo Jia feel a little lucky.

As long as he goes out to fight, he won't be able to see someone—Guo Jia, who thought so, was ruthlessly smashed to pieces when he decided to go out to fight Yuan Jun and chose to set up camp.

The camp tents carried by Cao Jun are slightly smaller than the usual standard, and they are distributed according to two people.Counselors accompanying the army also live together with two people, usually randomly arranged by the army servants, after asking both parties, it can be implemented after confirming that there is no objection.

Although Guo Jia is ridiculed by vulgarity and acts aloofly, his popularity is acceptable.

In the past, no matter who assigned an account to him, there would be no accidents.However, because of the distraction at the flower viewing banquet, the staff who were arranged to share the account with Guo Jia uncharacteristically refused, unwilling to live with Guo Jia.

"My gong voice won't hinder Guo Jijiu's eyes."

It turned out that this person was improvised by the drunk Guo Jia, and his gong voice became famous from then on.

Pu She couldn't ignore the wishes of these think tanks and rearranged one person. Unexpectedly, when he asked for opinions, he was rejected again uncharacteristically.

"Guo Jijiu is 'lively and agile', I am ashamed of myself as a stubborn rock, it is better to live with others." It turned out to be another victim of Guo Jia's drunken poems.

After asking several people in succession, they were all declined for different reasons.

These people may not have hated their peers because of a poem, but they were so angry that they couldn't swallow that breath for a while, and they didn't want to see Guo Jia's face full of jokes all the time.

Being "disgusted" one after another, Guo Jia didn't care, but he couldn't help but think of You Zhengping in the past.

That's the case with a drunken slip of the tongue. Back then, You Zhengping offended countless people because of his repeated outbursts. Wouldn't the isolation he suffered be even worse?

Pu She couldn't find an aide who was willing to "partner" with Guo Jia, and was deeply embarrassed: "What should I do?"

It's not that there are no spare camps, but "except for the commander, the rest of the servants share the same tent" is Cao Ying's consistent rule. Living together is not only convenient for two people to help each other, but also can supervise invisibly.

Guo Jia sighed: "From this point of view, Jia can only live in the same tent as the master."

Although Pu She felt that this proposal was a bit outrageous, but thinking of Cao Cao's trust in Guo Jia, he did not reject it outright, but went to Cao Cao for instructions.

Cao Cao's answer was quickly brought back:

"The weather is hot, lonely desires occupy one's own account, Feng Xiao finds someone else on his own."

Ruthlessly rejected Guo Jia's request.

Guo Jia was not surprised, and turned his gaze to Pushe who was frowning: "Why don't Dong Pushe sacrifice his life and share the same tent with me?"

Although Dong Pushe didn't quite get used to Guo Jijiu's temper, he didn't feel bad for Guo Jia either.He had already made a plan: If no one really wanted to live with Guo Jia, he could only make arrangements to match another servant with a certain staff member, and squeeze himself with Guo Jia.

However, as soon as Guo Jia said the words "sacrifice his life to dedicate", he heard the hair on his back, and he felt uncomfortable no matter how he stood, as if living with Guo Jia was an extremely terrible thing.

When Dong Pushe's heart was pounding, suddenly, he remembered the instructions he heard yesterday, and tentatively said:

"If Xun Changshi (Xun You) was here, he would definitely not refuse the sacrificial wine."

Guo Jia smiled and said nothing, Xun You had joined Zhang Liao's army three days ago, so it was impossible for him to join forces.

Dong Pushe said again: "There is one person who may be willing to live with Jijiu."

Guo Jia's smile faltered slightly, aroused a little curiosity by Pu She's words.

Pu She went on to say: "Only that...maybe he has a bad temper, he has done evil things..."

"If that person is willing, Jia has no objection." Guo Jia doesn't like to be prejudiced against some people because of other people's opinions.No matter how bad the other party's reputation is, he is more willing to use his own eyes to recognize people, rather than give the other party a first-step definition through a few words.

Therefore, after Guo Jia said this, he went to Cao Cao's place to discuss the military plan, and did not care about the camp arrangement.

And when Pu She brought back the news that the "bad-tempered person" agreed to live with him, Guo Jia didn't take it too seriously, and only kept his meager curiosity until he went out with the army and stopped the army. When I was in the fortress.

The logistics soldiers had already helped the think tanks who accompanied Cao Cao to set up their tents. When the discussions were over, Guo Jia returned to the tent he was assigned to. The moment he opened the curtain, he found a person sitting inside.

That figure was so familiar that Guo Jia lowered the curtain subconsciously, took two steps back, and looked around, trying to find evidence that he had gone to the wrong place.

With his recognition ability, he found that he had not gone wrong with just one glance.

Only then did he recall what Pu She had said, saying that the man had a bad temper.

The word wry smile is no longer able to describe the stiff curvature of Guo Jia's lips at the moment.

Why is Dong Pushe's evaluation so general and euphemistic?This is not a bad temper, this is clearly... who can resist this.

Standing at the door for two breaths, Guo Jia relaxed and raised the curtain again.

"I never thought that Zhengping was here... I just don't know, what reason did the lord use to persuade you this time?"

No wonder Guo Jia didn't notice anything when Pu She talked about this "roommate" before, because in his subconscious, Zheng Ping would definitely not participate in this expedition, even though Pu She had mentioned "bad temper" a few times He didn't think about Zheng Ping at all.

As for the evil deeds in Pu She's mouth, it probably refers to the fact that Ni Heng once had a mad attack and did such a shocking and bad-effect thing of beating drums and scolding Cao.

Guo Jia only blamed himself for not taking the initiative to ask clearly at that time, and obeying Pu She's assignment with a casual attitude of dispensation and whatever, that's why today's disaster happened.

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