Master book fish farming these years [Three Kingdoms]

The tired and thick clouds were blown away, revealing the cold hall.

On the nine-foot-high platform, a piece fell, and the chess game that had been entangled for a long time was decided.

Gou Chen, wearing a jade crown on his head and wearing a floor-length gown, smiled softly, and his brows and eyes were as cold as an ice-breaking brook in early spring, awakening the prosperity of the earth.The cold air in the palace that was almost condensed also circulated.

A person walked outside the gate of the palace, with black hair and white clothes, with a dashing demeanor and an immortal demeanor.

"You have chosen a good person." Gou Chen glanced at Nan Hua who had stopped under the stage.

"Your Majesty's praise." Nan Hua smiled and cupped his hands, neither humble nor overbearing, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, your long-cherished wish has come true."

"You are also happy." Gou Chen waved his hands on the chess box, and the remaining chess pieces in his grasp fell away silkily.

Accompanied by the crispness of the collision of jade and stone, the indifference is like a cold pool under a hundred-foot snow-capped mountain, "In the future, the world will never be the only Confucian school that my brother expected."

"That's right." Nan Hua said with a smile, "Your Majesty used to transform into Shen and Shang. It has been painstakingly managed for hundreds of years. If His Majesty Ziwei didn't insist on intervening, what is worshiped by the world today should be the method taught by His Majesty."

Gou Chen sneered, "You don't talk nicely. At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, wasn't your family's way of doing things?"

He took a long breath, "Come on, times have changed, and things are still going to be evenly divided."

Standing up and going down the steps, the long, black tumbler fell down meanderingly.Gou Chen didn't look sideways, he was cold and aloof, "You came here only because of your little apprentice, he has been a chess piece in your and my hands for the rest of his life, now that the overall situation is settled, I will give it to him, forget the sea of ​​suffering, get rid of karma, and live in peace and prosperity for the rest of his life. "

Zhao Yun took Ruan Qing back to Changshan Zhending.

His family is also considered a wealthy local family, but since he was elected by the county and involved in troubled times with his sons and daughters, he rarely comes back.

Parents have long since passed away.The old house is still there.He was sympathetic to his elder brother who had managed the house for many years, and now that he passed away, he stubbornly believed that the old house should be the property of those two nephews and would not touch it.

He was afraid that Ruan Qing's corpse would attract people's attention if it went on for a long time, so he bought a field surrounded by mountains and forests, bought saplings from the market to plant, and built a quiet and elegant house beside the forest to live in.The nearest village is some distance away.

There is an old pagoda tree in this place, which was also enclosed in the courtyard, and a ditch was dug to lead the mountain spring into the small pond in the courtyard.

The survival rate of the saplings in the field is quite high. Apart from going to the field to cook every day, he also practiced martial arts. With Ruan Qing, his life was peaceful and fulfilling.

Up to now, he still treats Ruan Qing as a living person, and has never buried her in the soil.Every day, I share the bed with Ruan Qing, wipe and freshen Ruan Qing.

Peach trees grow green leaves and bloom flowers. Several acres are connected together, like a sea of ​​flowers. When the breeze passes, it is fragrant for ten miles.

One day, Zhao Yun moved the lazy frame to the porch outside the house, hugged Ruan Qing again, put him on the recliner, covered her with a thin blanket, sat on the small bed and chatted with Ruan Qing, listening to the gurgling water in the yard, the rustling leaves, Smelling the fragrance of flowers, watching the sparrows that land in the yard from time to time looking for food.But at this time, Zhao Yun usually speaks unilaterally.

Until, the figures of Nan Hua and Gou Chen appeared outside the courtyard gate.

Zhao Yun didn't know Gou Chen, but he knew Nan Hua.

He hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully, "Master."

Nanhua looked at the furnishings in the courtyard, and then at Ruan Qing who was lying quietly, he was filled with emotion, and said to Zhao Yun with a moving face, "You have a heart."

Zhao Yun said he didn't dare. When he saw the handsome and lonely young man in black clothes walking up to Ruan Qing, he took a tight breath, looked at him hopefully, and asked softly, "This gentleman has a way?" Can you save Ah Qing..."

Gou Chen leaned over slightly, lightly touched Ruan Qing's neck with his palm, and touched the terrifying scar with his index finger.The wound disappeared.

Gou Chen straightened up, turned around and looked at Zhao Yun amusedly, "If you want me to save him, what reward do you want to give me?"

Zhao Yun immediately said seriously, "If Mister can save him, Yun is willing to do everything he can."

Gou Chen sneered, "Nanhua, why do you have all these loving people under your family?"

Nan Hua smiled wryly, "Since there are people who cultivate the Tao and never love each other, there must always be people who love each other. Only in this way can the world be considered complete."

Gou Chen walked into Zhao Yun lightly, looked at the tense Zhao Yun with a bit of aloofness, and smiled playfully, "Ruan Qing likes you enough to give you this life-saving Yuan Ling. You two are so affectionate, I Just want it, your infatuation."

Pointing at Zhao Yun's chest with his slender fingers, Gou Chen asked, "Will you give it?"

"No." Zhao Yun replied.

"Why?" Gou Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you just say that you would be willing to do anything? Could it be that you are also full of lies?"

"No." Zhao Yun looked at Ruan Qing's pale face and said with deep eyes, "Everyone slanders him and abandons him. I'm afraid that when he wakes up, I don't want to be with him anymore, and he will be sad again, thinking that I'm nothing more than Like those before, he gave up halfway.

That being the case, I would rather guard his corpse and let myself suffer than give up on him.I wish he knew nothing. "

"Okay!" Gou Chen laughed and clapped his hands, "Since you said so, Nan Hua, let's go."

After saying that, his body collapsed and turned into ashes.

Looking at the courtyard again, there is no one else.

Zhao Yun didn't care much, and he sat back on the chair as if nothing had happened.After a while, facing the apparently elegant but too empty courtyard, he whispered hoarsely, "Don't be afraid, Yun will never abandon you."

All things were dumb to answer him.

Zhao Yun goes to the fields every day to inspect and work.At this time, Ruan Qing will be placed on the bed in the house by him.

He went to the field that day, and after busy work, he returned home again, as usual, he visited Ruan Qing earlier.

But Ruan Qing's bed was usually lying on it, but now it was empty.

Zhao Yun raised his heart in an instant.

He thought that someone found Ruan Qing when he was leaving and took the body away.But there were no traces of anyone else in the family.

He thought of the man Nan Hua brought.

Ruan Qing!

Zhao Yun's pupils constricted immediately.Joy surged into the brain for a moment, but the fear that followed spreads in the heart.

Where did Ruan Qing go?Where can Ruan Qing, who has never been to Changshan, go?

Zhao Yun suddenly looked like a headless fly, and his heart was extremely anxious.

"Ruan Qing. Ruan Qing!" He yelled and rushed out the door. He walked around the courtyard but found no sign of anyone.

His eyes were red, he was gasping for breath, and was about to go out to look for it, when he suddenly heard a sob behind him.

Immediately froze, even forgot to shout, turned around slowly, still empty, only a big pagoda tree with a pavilion like a cover, the leaves rustled, as if shivering in the breeze.

Zhao Yun walked under the tree step by step, and saw a figure like a frightened little rabbit among the forked trunks, trying to curl up into a ball, trying to hide himself under the leaves.

"Ah Qing..." Zhao Yun called softly.

I saw Xiaotuanzi curled up on the tree showing a pair of red and wet eyes, and said sadly and aggrieved, "Pity, pity... I, I don't know where this is. When I heard someone coming, I hid in the tree. Too High, I, I can't go down."

"It's okay." At this time, Zhao Yun didn't notice the inappropriateness in Ruan Qing's words. He slowed down his breathing for fear of scaring people away. His heart seemed to have stopped beating, and he couldn't care about anything else. one person.

"Jump down." He opened his arms in the evening wind, and said to Xiao Tuanzi, who was hugging the tree trunk, with clear and childish eyes, "Don't be afraid, I will catch you."

A fiery red sunset hangs in the sky, and the vast land is shrouded in twilight.The laughter of children and the barking of dogs can be faintly heard from the distant villages.Smoke curls up from every chimney.On the rice paddies in the fields, there are shepherds driving calves, hunting horses and poultry, and there are also farmers returning home with clouds and lotuses.

A passerby returning home saw a figure flying down from the lush old tree full of afterglow, and crashing into the arms of the tall figure under the tree, that tall and straight body did not waver in the slightest.The two hugged each other quietly, as if they were going to end forever.

In the spring and March of the 22nd year of Jian'an, Ruan Qing, a minister of the King of Wei, committed suicide.

In May, the school palace was built.

In the tenth month of winter, the king of Wei appointed Cao Pi as his eldest son with five senses.

After Ruan Qing's death, Cao Cao seemed to be aging very quickly, as if the energy in his body was gradually being emptied by the years.His body is not as good as before, and in a few years, the world will be settled, and Haiyan and Heqing will be clear.

His birthday was extremely lively this year, and all the ministers accompanied him to gather on the majestic Tongque Stage to celebrate.

On the singing stage in the distance, the drums and the sheng are played gracefully, and the dancing posture is graceful, and a vague glimpse of the prosperous and peaceful scene in the future.

Come on and dance.

Cao Cao always squinted his eyes and lowered his head to peel a kumquat, paying no attention to singing and dancing.And on his left side, there were already several peeled oranges, which lay there quietly, no one dared to move them, and no one dared to ask Wei Wang what he meant.The tender and juicy orange flesh can only slowly become shriveled in the cool wind.

Suddenly, a familiar and unfamiliar noise of gongs and drums reached my ears.He slowly raised his cloudy eyes, and saw the trembling gold-winged pompon and the gorgeous python costume.

He was stunned, staring blankly at the actor who was singing the lyrics on the stage, and when he let go of his fingers, the freshly peeled orange flesh rolled into the dust.

Under the surprised eyes of all the officials, he stood up abruptly, and got off the high platform in a gaffe, followed by the servants who hurriedly followed behind him, but they couldn't keep up with the old man's pace.

He broke into the stage, and the actors and musicians who were performing hurriedly knelt down at him.

He came to the old man in the red python robe, squatted down, and held the man's face with both hands.

The man looked up, staring at him with embarrassment and fear.

Cao Cao saw a strange face under the gorgeous makeup.

Not him, not him...

Cao Cao's lips trembled, his voice was fragmented, "You, how do you know these jokes? Who taught you!"

"The king of Wei forgives the crime." The actor who sang Lao Sheng wanted to kowtow and beg for mercy, but was stopped by Cao Cao.

"Say." Cao Cao stared at the man's face with a pair of cloudy eyes, and in the depths of the dark eyes, there was still a prayer hidden.

But none of the actors on the stage dared to study Cao Cao's expression carefully.

"Yes, yes, it's General Ruan Qing." After the actor finished speaking, he kowtowed to the ground again while Cao Cao was in a daze, and confessed everything in panic, "In the past, Ruan Qing asked villains to go to the mansion to practice operas, and later General Ruan sent us away. Yes, we were obsessed with ghosts and thought that we could exchange for money, so we re-arranged this opera. The villain has absolutely no intention of profanity, and absolutely has no intention of rebelling..."

Now even an actor knows the scandal of Ruan Qing's rebellion, for fear of being involved.If it wasn't for making some money, I'm afraid this only opera would be buried by Huangsha after Ruan Qing's death.

"Do you know where he is..." Cao Cao asked softly, with vicissitudes in his old voice.Until now, he actually pinned his hopes on a low-level person.

The actor was so frightened that he trembled all over, almost knelt and curled up into a ball, "I don't know, the villain doesn't know."

Cao Cao looked at the trembling pompom and murmured, "I don't know where he is now..."

"Keep singing." Cao Cao got up, and he returned to his usual dignified and majestic expression.

When he went down the steps of the stage, he saw his full clothes and the luxurious and lonely seat at the top facing him.

At present, I have to share the wealth and honor with all the lords, and enjoy peace.Why, the old people are gone.

Cao Cao walked alone through the long steps covered with a red carpet, and sat back in his seat.Peel an orange again.

The opera words on the stage were sonorous, vigorous and high-spirited, and drifted to his ears from time to time.

"You talk about the suffering of a loyal official's death, and the humiliation of a heroic official's death. It's really a waste of hard work, and now he will be famous for thousands of years..."

Cao Cao didn't dare to listen any more.He was stunned for a long time before he said casually to the attendant beside him, "Do you think Han Xin really had a rebellious heart and was tricked into Weiyang Palace?"

The servants on the side didn't know how Cao Cao was feeling right now, so they could only choose some of the most common and most infallible words in the world to answer, "Han Xin assisted Gaozu to conquer the world, and Gaozu made him king. I don't want Han Xin to be arrogant and want to rebel. Empress Dowager Lu For the country and the country, Han Xin was tricked into Weiyang Palace and hanged. To ensure the peace of the country."

So it was Han Xin who rebelled and was killed.It's not that the emperor is responsible for his ministers, but the minister is responsible for the emperor... Regardless of whether there was a hidden feeling of rebellion at the time, in short, later generations have already explained it clearly.

Cao Cao was silent for a long time before asking again, "Who brought the theater troupe into the palace?"

"Back to King Wei." The servant nodded and returned, "It's His Royal Highness."

Cao Cao sneered, stopped talking, and lowered his head to concentrate on peeling the oranges.But after peeling so many oranges, where are the people who eat oranges...

After a head attack, Cao Cao's already precarious health finally completely fell ill.

The peach blossoms outside the window have long been in bloom, and the faint fragrance of flowers floats from the cracks of the unclosed windows under the night, lingering on the tip of the nose.

Cao Cao was lying on the soft bed, half-closed his eyes, and his mind was drowsy.In front of the case, there was a flickering lamp, which was on and off, like his dying years.

He vaguely saw the years of his life through the jumping light.Young people are flamboyant, middle-aged officials are ups and downs, expanding their territories, and old people are extremely courtiers, but they live like a lonely family.

Over the years, ministers have jointly signed letters asking him to ascend the throne, but they were all rejected.

It is strange that Cao Cao, who has always been decisive in killing and attacking, actually has resistance and fear in his heart about the emperor.

He always remembered the melancholy look in Xun Yu's eyes when he looked at him, and he couldn't forget what Zhao Yun said to him when he left that year.

On the majestic throne, under the stable mountains and rivers, Ruan Qing's bones were also buried.

Ruan Qing has been dead for three years now, in the current season.

Ruan Qing really seemed to hate him very much, and as said in the last letter, in these years, she never had a single dream.

He also visited many Taoist priests and wanted to learn from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.But there are very few young warlocks in this world, and not everyone has the ability to summon souls.Every time the results are disappointing.

He still couldn't forget Ruan Qing.Those scenes with Ruan Qing early on, when he thought he had forgotten, always appeared in his mind.

When he felt that his life span might be coming to an end, he felt infinite fear in his heart.

He is not afraid of death, he just doesn't know how to face Ruan Qing.What Yuan Qing said was right, if they met, Ruan Qing asked him why he knew he had been wronged but still refused to help him rectify his name, how would he answer.

The suppressed cries in his ears were like annoying flies, interrupting Cao Cao's thoughts.

He opened his cloudy eyes and saw his confidants kneeling in the hall.

Strong spirit, Cao Cao told the funeral, all the ministers said, "Your Majesty is good at protecting the jade body, and soon he will be Huo Ran."

Cao Cao was a little disgusted.Everyone in this world is pretending to be ignorant and talking nonsense, only Ruan Qing never deceived him.He thought of Ruan Qing again...

The ministers withdrew, and it was Cao Cao's son who came in.

"Zihuan..." Cao Cao called out angrily.

"Father." Cao Pi quickly knelt down beside the bed and listened carefully.

"Of all the sons, only you are the most lonely..." Cao Cao squinted his eyes and panted softly, "In the future, I need to treat your brother well."

"Yes." Cao Pi replied with tears in his eyes.

"And..." Cao Cao said again, "When you die alone, remember to put the hairpin and sword in the coffin of the lonely to be buried with you. Thin burial..."

Cao Pi also agreed.

Cao Cao raised his eyelids, looked at Cao Pi who was weeping silently, and suddenly smiled softly, "Everyone knows, everyone knows... You were chosen by Ruan Qing, and you failed him... You hide That's great... After Gu's death, the country Ruan Qing and Gu conquered will be left to you..."

Cao Cao has been stubborn all his life, never admitting his mistakes easily, and his words are good when he is about to die, and now he is finally willing to say a word of disappointment.

Ruan Qing has been affectionate for half her life, so she has to let her down lightly.

Cao Cao's eyes were a bit empty and chaotic, he turned his head again, stared stiffly at the criss-crossing beams above, gasping for breath, stumbling, "I'm going back today, but I dare not see you, Zixiu, and Moore... "

In the spring and March of the 25th year of Jian'an, Cao Cao, king of Wei, died of illness in Yecheng.

The eldest son Cao Pi succeeded to the throne.

On the night of the day of enthronement, Cao Pi waved away the crowd, shut himself in the room alone, and cried for a long time holding Ruan Qing's tablet.

Ruan Qing told him to hide and endure, so he wrapped himself up tighter and tighter.

The tablet engraved with 'My Teacher Ruan Qing' was hidden in the most hidden corner of the mansion by him, and now he can finally take it out openly.

"Sir, brother..." Cao Pi covered his chest with tears and said, "I have finally ascended the throne...I have endured it for decades...why don't you come to see it in your dreams? I……"

Cao Pi ascended the throne and forced Liu Xie to abdicate.

The country of the Han Dynasty finally had the surname Cao.

After Cao Pi became emperor, he wanted to reverse the case and rectify Ruan Qing's name.When he was concentrating on this matter, Sima Yi poured cold water on him.

"Does Your Majesty want to accuse the late Emperor?"

Now Cao Cao's posthumous title has been changed to Emperor Wu of Wei.

Cao Pi, who was still flipping through the old files, was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Sima Yi at the bottom of the steps blankly.

Just listen to Sima Yi continue, "The name of Ruan Qing's rebellion was determined by the late emperor himself. Now His Majesty has reversed the case for Ruan Qing, is it to accuse the world and future generations of his father's fault with great fanfare right after he ascended the throne?" ?”

"Then what should I do!" Cao Pi suddenly collapsed, and he got up suddenly, the crown on his head was crackling, "I have endured it for so many years, but now you tell me that you can't justify your teacher's name, Sima Yi, you let me How willing."

"Your Majesty." Sima Yi said with complicated eyes, "The kings of all dynasties have ruled the world with filial piety. Ruan Qing is dead, and the ambitious hegemony that His Majesty wants to unleash has just begun..."

So let Ruan Qing continue to bear this infamy.After all, there are always living people sitting in the mountains and rivers.

Cao Pi was stunned for a while, then smiled dejectedly, "You're right."

He sat back on the dragon chair again, staring blankly at the jade seal on the desk.

He is the emperor and must consider the overall situation.Politicians who have played with politics since ancient times are never allowed to keep their children's love in their hearts.

He once hated his father's ruthlessness, but now sitting in his current position, he has also become a ruthless king.

gentlemen……

Cao Pi closed his eyes in pain.I said softly in my heart, I'm sorry, the Cao family, I'm destined to only owe you.

How many years later, after all those who knew the inside story had passed away, it would be nothing more than a sentence of ungratefulness for future generations to talk about Ruan Qing.

Qing history is destined to be the graffiti of the victorious king, and how many heart-piercing affections are buried.

When people read the history books in the future, no one will know all the torments Ruan Qing had made for Cao Cao.No one would ever believe that Ruan Qing had innocence and clarity in the best years of being with Cao Cao in the early years.

The so-called enthusiasm is not worth a few lines in the annals of history.

postscript

Later, there was a man named Chen Shou who wrote a book of Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms, and commented after Emperor Wuji:

"At the end of the Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and the heroes rose together, but Yuan Shao looked at the four states, and he was invincible. □□ Planning and planning, whipping Yu Nei, the spells of Lan Shen and Shang, the unique strategies of Han and Bai, official teaching materials, each Because of his weapon, he is hypocritical and reckless, he does not think about old evils, and he can always control the emperor's plans and succeed in great achievements. Only his clear strategy is the best. It can be said to be an extraordinary person, an outstanding person beyond the world."

People have suffered from wars and plagues for a long time. Almost every family suffers from the pain of a dead body, and there is mourning in every room.After the reincarnation of life and death, Huang Lao's theory prevailed thereafter, and people wrote to their heart's content, with elegant clothes, called Xuan.

Although the Han Dynasty fell, Confucianism did not decline, and it became the foundation of future imperial examinations.

Each of the three parties played chess, taking the mountains and rivers as the game, spanning dozens of years, but in the end they were evenly divided, and only one person was sacrificed.