Xun Shixiang of the Three Kingdoms

Said: "I will tell my wife that I will teach you not to meddle in these chores anymore, you just need to be married at ease, and don't tire yourself out."

Huan Yan replied softly: "Yes. Then Huan Ji took the list and went back."

Cao Cao nodded, watched Huanyan and sisters go away, then stepped forward, walked behind Xun Xiang, and stopped a few feet away from her.

"I heard from Ding Yi that Ang'er likes you very much." Cao Cao said, looking down at the crabapple on Xun Xiang's head.

Ever since Xun Xiang heard Cao Cao's footsteps approaching her, her anxiety became more and more intense, until she heard Cao Cao's words, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"If this statement is true, I would like to ask you what you mean." Seeing that she was silent, Cao Cao continued directly.

Xun Xiang turned around, raised her head, happened to meet Cao Cao's focused gaze, and asked, "The general cares about Ah Xiang's thoughts?"

Cao Cao agreed and said, "Naturally, you are Wen Ruo's younger sister..."

Just the five words "Wen Ruo's younger sister" can easily shatter Xun Xiang's hopes of getting together after so much effort.In the past, the identity of "Xun Yu's younger sister" would only make her feel extremely proud and proud, but this is the first time that she has deeply hated and rejected this identity. Xun Yu's younger sister".

Cao Cao actually cared about her thoughts only because she was "Xun Yu's younger sister", so Cao Cao treated her differently only because she was "Xun Yu's younger sister".

Xun Xiang couldn't help laughing at himself.He came to her to discuss marriage matters, but it was because of his son; he asked her wishes only because she was Xun Yu's younger sister.

Xun Xiang didn't have the courage to think about it any more, she took a deep breath, and simply said: "Then why didn't the general ask Brother directly?" The second time Cao Cao left, and the first time he stopped looking at his back.

ˇChapter18ˇ最新更新:2013-07-2714:23:00

"These are all talents from Yingchuan and even the whole world. Let's see if you like any of them first." Xun Xiang looked at the bamboo slips that Xun Yu handed her in astonishment, and then looked at Xun Yu, also with a helpless look on her face .

"Brother, are you... wanting to marry me?" After being stunned, Xun Xiang immediately understood what Xun Yu meant. It turned out that the "arrangement" he said was to find candidates for her fiancée.

Xun Yu said solemnly: "Seeing that your three-year filial piety period for sixth uncle is about to expire, at your age it is time to find a husband's family as soon as possible. Brother has been neglecting this matter."

Xun Xiang had a plan in her heart. She had thought about marriage, but all this year she had been pretending to be Cao Cao. How could she have considered marrying another man?

Xun Yu looked at her at a loss while holding a stack of bamboo slips, and said softly, "You can go back and have a look first, and if you are not sure, come and ask me... Your sister-in-law will arrive in two days or so. It would be nice to talk to her then."

Xun Xiang replied simply: "Yes." He carried the heavy bamboo slips and went back to his room.It wasn't until the sun was setting in the west and the light was dim that she lit the oil lamp and paid attention to these hot bamboo slips.

She read carefully page by page, and each page included the birthplaces, looks, conduct, and even favorite books and articles of the men Xun Yu had selected for her. , but there is no trace of emotion.

In her opinion, these people are nothing more than the sons of aristocratic families with similarities and differences. They may live a stable life, or they may rise to the top after becoming an official.What they have followed is nothing but a stable and stable path. Maybe there will be no ups and downs in their lives, no regrets about others, and no memorable conversations.

And Guo Jia also said that this kind of life is suitable for her, and Xun Yu also thinks so, so the conditions of these unmarried men are in line with his wishes.

Xun Xiang suddenly thought of the person Xun Yu and Guo Jia said could best give her this kind of life——Chen Qun.Not long after he came to Chenliu, he was recalled to Yingchuan by the elders of the clan, and he has no contact with him since then, and it is unknown whether he is married or not.If he had already got a caring and virtuous wife, the guilt in her heart would be relieved—although the two of them did not enter into a marriage contract, she still felt that she regretted the marriage because of her.

Although she didn't regret it, she felt guilty in her heart.She glanced at the list spread out on the case, and once she chose this time, she would never regret it again.

She wanted to choose one, but she couldn't touch those bamboo slips in mid-air—she couldn't do it.

Just when her fingertips were a few inches away from the bamboo slips, she recalled Cao Cao's focused expression today, but said the most chilling words to her heart.

It turned out that what she was most afraid of was not that he didn't like her, but that he only cared about her because of her other identity.

How does this teach her to be willing?

Xun Xiang quickly withdrew her hand, hugged her knee, rested her chin on it, and meditated.

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Xun Xiang no longer hid in the room every day, and Xun Yu didn't urge her to reply. Finally, the smile on Xun Xiang's face recovered a lot when Tang Fu arrived with little Xun He.

"Although Mrs. Xun's appearance is not outstanding, it's really rare to see this kind of demeanor." Cao Ang caught up with the air, and leaned in front of Xun Xiang, whispering.

Xun Xiang looked at him helplessly, and said, "What is the eldest son's so-called tolerance?" It can be seen that Cao Ang's curiosity about Tang Fu has not faded, and Xun Xiang knew that he probably committed the same problem as his father. It's just because Tang Fu is just like her, someone who belongs to Xun Yu.

Cao Ang cleared his throat and analyzed: "When you see Mrs. Xun, you can feel the soft breath emanating from her. If Mr. Wenruo is like the morning in April, then Mrs. Xun is like the sunset in May."

Xun Xiang smiled and said, "It turns out that the eldest son is also an emotional person."

Cao Ang heard the praise, and said happily: "That's right, I follow my father in this regard. Has Ah Xiang ever read the poems written by his father? When I was young, I snatched one and hung it on the bedside. I would sing it every morning when I got up. I feel that I have strength without eating breakfast, and I am happy to do anything at the beginning of the day."

Xun Xiang's smile froze instantly.

"If Ah Xiang hasn't read it, I'll show it to you tomorrow." Cao Ang didn't notice him, so he simply responded.

Xun Xiang was also polite, and thanked: "Please trouble the eldest son." Then she stepped up and prepared to meet Tang Fu.

"Axiang." Cao Ang called her.

Hearing the sound, Xun Xiang turned half of his body, tilted his head and said, "Is there something else, Eldest Young Master?"

Cao Ang, who had a determined face, suddenly raised his hand to cover the corners of his lips, and said hesitantly, "...I will wait for you in the courtyard tomorrow."

Ah Xiang looked puzzled: "Why are you waiting for me in the courtyard?"

Cao Ang said innocently: "Don't you want to read the poems written by your father?"

After hearing the words, Xun Xiang suddenly realized: "Okay." After answering Cao Ang, she turned and walked towards Tang Fu's mother and daughter, thinking: She never knew that Cao Cao could write poetry. That's good.

I wonder if he will write poems for the woman he loves?Like in The Book of Songs?

Xun Xiang thought about it carefully, and then denied her own idea——Cao Cao really doesn't seem to be a person who can sing about love.

The next day, Xun Xiang hugged Xiao Xun He and sat in the courtyard basking in the sun. The little Xun He had grown to her knee height, and when he saw her, he would babble, "Auntie... Gu..."

Xun Xiang would laugh and say, "Little idiot, it's my aunt."

Xiao Xun He giggled and said, "Gu Gu."

Xun Xiang would pinch her chubby face angrily, and pretend to be angry: "If you make a mistake again, I won't dress you up next time." Little Xun He's flamboyant appearance today is from Xun Xiang. Yushou, she happily dressed Xiao Xun He like she was when she was a child, and then happily carried her out to bask in the sun, lest others would not see that she was her niece.

"Only the [-]nd Emperor of the Han Dynasty, the integrity of his office was not good. He wears the monkey and wears the crown, knows the small and seeks the frontier. He hesitates and does not dare to give up, because he is the king because of the hunting. The white rainbow is the sun, and he will suffer first..." Here Xun Xiang and Xiao Xun He were arguing, but suddenly one of them could be heard reciting a poem with passion in his voice.Xun Xiang turned her head and found that it was Cao Ang who was walking towards them while singing.

"...The thief ministers held the throne of the country, killed the lord and destroyed Yujing. The emperor's foundation was overthrown, and the ancestral temple was burnt for funerals. Spreading westward and moving, weeping and walking. Looking at the city of Biluo, Weizi mourned." When Cao Ang walked to Xunxiang Standing in front of you regularly, the last note just ends.Xun Xiang looked up at him, as if infected by the atmosphere he sang, her face lost the joy of laughing with Xiao Xun He just now, but became silent.

"This poem...is about Dong Zhuo's Rebellion." Xun Xiang said in a daze.

Cao Ang nodded, found a clean place beside her and sat down, turned his head to see that Xun Xiang was still in a daze, and couldn't help but worry: "...I shouldn't read this song, did I let Ah Xiang remembers something sad?"

In fact, we can’t blame Cao Ang. He was still a child during Dong Zhuo’s rebellion. He must have known a thing or two about Xun Shuang’s murder. Naturally, the sensitive matters of the court were also passed down in an extremely obscure way. How would he have thought of it for a while?

So Xun Xiang shook his head and comforted him: "It's nothing, I just thought of the people who died in Luoyang, and the emperor...Your Majesty is still a young man, maybe younger than the eldest son?"

Cao Ang nodded and explained: "The majesty of the emperor is not enough to deter the princes, and he needs to be assisted by capable ministers... It is a pity that once Dong Zhuo died, he fell into the hands of ordinary men like Lu Bu Wang Yun; when Guo Si and Li Jue rebelled, the king died. Lu Fu, uncle Dong Cheng can hardly protect the emperor!"

Xun Xiang listened quietly. In just a few years, the speed of disputes in the world evolved unexpectedly, as if yesterday Xun Xiang