Three Kingdoms: From Yinlin to Great Wei Xiongzhu

Chapter 127 It is about orthopedics, it is not a small matter

The pond reflects the blue sky, and white clouds swim in the river.

Among the mountains and fields in the outskirts of Xiangyang, beside the river, more than a hundred students were kneeling and sitting on bamboo mats.

In front of each person is a self-prepared table, and on the table are folded bamboo slips handed out by the book boy. The contents of the bamboo slips are a test question set by Mr. Shui Jing.

Somewhat surprisingly, the owner here, Mr. Shui Jing, Sima Hui, and the rumored hermit Pang Degong and Xiangyang celebrity Huang Chengyan, who were rumored to participate in the selection of younger brothers, did not appear.

Zhuge Liang was still a little nervous at first, but the eyes of each of these scholars who were similar to his age revealed infinite confidence and certainty.

Of course, there is one person who is particularly conspicuous. He is not good-looking. His facial features are ugly when placed alone, but they are even uglier when they are put together. It looks like a joke.

Hearing the conversation of the scholars just now, Zhuge Liang knew that he was a very talented and famous ugly handsome man in Xiangyang City, his name was Pang Tong Pang Shiyuan.

"It's really gods from all walks of life..." Zhuge Liang groaned.

At this time, the book boy shouted, "Now you can open the book..."

To open the book is to unfold the bamboo slips and start answering the questions. The students who were still looking at each other or talking in low voices suddenly quieted down and slowly unfolded the bamboo slips in front of them.

But... It's okay if it doesn't unfold, but after unfolding, I suddenly found that there are no exam questions at all.

At the same time, the little book boy continued to speak loudly. "Sir, you want to come to this bamboo house in the mountains to learn something, you might as well write it all down in this bamboo slip..."

Hmm...Zhuge Liang's eyeballs must be, the little book boy's words are simple, but they can be summed up in four words-how to learn!
And that's today's question.

But...how should I write it?

Zhuge Liang fell into deep thought. Normally speaking, the answers written, the so-called learning content, should be about etiquette, five elements and gossip, Qimen Dunjia, Art of War and Strategy. return.

Mr. Shui Jing said in the past that he wanted to select eight disciples with wisdom roots, and evaluate whether one person's wisdom roots...can be simply attributed to being different.

How smart is Zhuge Liang?With a simple analysis, he can already judge that there is a mystery hidden in this seemingly light topic?
As a candidate, if you only think about what you want to write, or write out your thoughts frankly, you will fall into a trap.

The real consideration is what other people will write.

With this in mind, Zhuge Liang waited around. Kneeling not far to his left was Liu Qi, the son of Liu Biao, the shepherd of Jingzhou. As the eldest son of a prince, the content of his writing must be about talking about the Tao and influencing the people;

On the right is the son of Cai Hao, and most of him can write and learn the art of war and command thousands of troops;

Not far in front is the son of the hermit master Pang Degong. The son of the hermit came to learn from him, and the writing must be completely opposite to the hermit world, such as the method of saving the world, such as the way of being a minister...

Of course, almost all of the people present here are from the aristocratic families in Xiangyang City. The content they can write is not bad, except for the few items that have been thought of before. So... for me, what novelty should I write?
Zhuge Liang fell into deep contemplation, but the more he thought about it deliberately, the harder it was to figure out the answer from this square inch.

Still too worried about gain and loss...

Phew... Taking a deep breath, Zhuge Liang tried hard to calm himself down, trying to deal with the blank bamboo slips in front of him with a normal mind.

It was precisely during this exhalation that Zhuge Liang thought of the letter written by Brother Jun the day before...

That's right, the so-called great wisdom is like a fool, the most novel and correct answer is not in the lines of the letter.

Among them, didn't the young master named Lu Yu put forward unique insights in certain fields?

why not...

With this in mind, Zhuge Liang picked up his pen, and two large characters appeared between the bamboo slips——

——Baigong!
Who among the descendants of the aristocratic family would take "Hundred Craftsmen" seriously?
And Mr. Shui Jing is proficient in Qimen gossip, how can he not be proficient in the study of all kinds of crafts?It is perfect to use this as a "knocking stone"!
call…

Thinking of this, Zhuge Liang exhaled, and more than half of the stone hanging in his heart fell.

If he hadn't read Jundi's letter a day ago, if he hadn't seen Mr. Lu's unique views on "Baigong", he, Zhuge Liang, would have fallen into the cliché like other students, or would have been entangled and hesitant.

People say that among the six arts of the country, hundreds of crafts are one of them, but now Zhuge Liang, who has unique insights into "hundred crafts", wants to modify it a little bit.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Liang wrote again, and added these eight small characters in seal script under the two big characters of "Baigong", the six arts of the country, with Baigong as the head!

Put pen to paper and get up, Zhuge Liang is the fastest one to answer here.

Seeing him stand up, all the scholars beside him looked at him subconsciously, a little surprised. Has such an important test been handed in so soon?
Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, and added more strength to the hand that clenched the bamboo slips, he asked without hesitation. "Dare to ask this boy, can you hand in the paper?"

Shocked everyone...

After being surprised, some scholars discussed, who is this person?How much effort does this take, and how many big characters can you write?Handing in the paper, hehe, are you afraid that the handed in paper will be a blank paper?
Pang Tong and Pang Shiyuan also raised his head, looking at Zhuge Liang with those ugly eyes, but muttering in his heart, "What is he writing?"

Immediately, he glanced at Zhuge Liang from the corner of his eye, and when Zhuge Liang was close to him, Pang Tong deliberately stretched out his foot, Zhuge Liang staggered carelessly, and the bamboo slip in his hand fell out.

Pang Tong stood up premeditatedly, immediately picked up the bamboo slips...and handed them back to Zhuge Liang.

But after picking up the bamboo slips, Pang Tong saw the answer on Zhuge Liang's bamboo slips - Baigong, the six arts of the country, and Baigong is the leader!
So... simple?
"Brother, I'm sorry..." Pang Tong deliberately apologized...

"It's okay..."

Zhuge Liang replied, and immediately handed the bamboo slips to the little book boy.

The little book boy was also a little surprised, but since he had handed in the paper, according to the rules, he had to send the bamboo slips to the villa for Mr. Sima to review, so he immediately turned around and ran over quickly.

Zhuge Liang sat back in his seat and waited patiently, but Pang Tong was full of reveries...

Baigong?Although it is a novel answer, but the structure is too small, hehe... A man should make a contribution to the world, and should go straight to the sky, how can he have the spare time to do "hundred crafts"?

The pattern, the pattern is small!

With this in mind, Pang Tong withdrew his thoughts and concentrated on his own answer. What did he want to learn?What he wants to learn is the way of being a man...

And these, how could the children of the aristocratic family and ordinary people think of it?
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Spring was still cold, and a few wisps of winter plums were still in bloom. Just as the hundred or so scholars were answering the questions, three middle-aged men and an eight- or nine-year-old girl were inside the bamboo house.

It seems... the three men are talking about something with relish.

"Brother Shui Jing, your topic is not easy." The man who spoke was Pang Degong, a hermit who lived on Yuliangzhou in Mianshui, south of Mount Xian.

He has never been to the city mansion, and he spends his days farming, playing the piano, and reading in the fields, and even treats his wife with respect as a guest, once a year.

And he has a son who is quite tired of the hidden life, and today he also came to participate in Mr. Shui Jing's test.

After all, Mr. Pound has always been reclusive, but when it comes to his son, Mr. Pang will inevitably say a few more words...

"It's not difficult for those who meet, but it's not difficult for those who are difficult!" This time, Huang Chengyan, a famous scholar in Xiangyang City, spoke this time. His wife is the sister of Cai Mao, the general of Jingzhou, and he is also quite talented, so he is quite popular in Jingzhou. Famous, he is as famous as Sima Hui and Mr. Pang De, Mr. Shui Jing.

This time, besides coming here by himself, he also brought his nine-year-old daughter, Huang Yueying, along the way, to let her see how this young talent from Jingzhou can make a brilliant answer.

"Hey!" Mr. Pound waved his hand. "Your exam is so cloudy, not to mention this group of scholars, even if it is an old man like me, I am afraid that the answer is not to your liking!"

As soon as this remark came out, Mr. Shui Jing Sima Hui finally spoke. He smiled and said, "Haha, that's good. It's good that you don't like it!"

Hey…

Lord Pound shook his head. "I asked Brother Shui Jing to judge whether this question is difficult or not, but Brother Shui Jing said whether it is good or not? How can this work?"

Sima Hui nodded, and continued to answer: "What you just said is also very good..."

Good, good, good... He is good and you are good too!

Huang Chengyan really can't take it anymore...

Mr. Shui Jing, Sima Hui, has a habit of saying "good" when he talks, such as asking him how is a certain person?He never judged directly, just said "this person is good, very good"...for the next person, it's still the same.

Huang Chengyan was used to it, so he was nicknamed "Mr. Hao Hao", which everyone in the Xiangyang scholar circle knew - Mr. Sima Hui.

The three of them were chatting happily, "Sir, is there someone handing in the paper?"

Well... Now, let's not talk about Sima Hui. He was a little surprised, not only him, but also Pang Degong and Huang Chengyan. It's a bit too confusing to hand in the paper so soon for such a serious assessment, right?
"Pass it to me." Sima Hui ordered...

The little boy hastily held the bamboo slips in both hands and handed them over.

Huang Chengyan and Pang Degong who were on the side also came over, and the answer that caught their eyes was the huge word "Baigong", and there was even a line of small characters below it - the six arts of the country, led by Baigong!

Huo... There are students who want to learn Baigong?

Before Sima Hui could speak, "Hahaha..." Huang Chengyan laughed with a strand of beard. "This scholar is thinking of going with Yueying."

Speaking of this, Huang Chengyan stroked the head of his daughter beside him, and continued. "What Yueying wants to learn the most is your Mohist mechanism technique, and to learn the Mohist mechanism technique well, Baigong is the foundation of the foundation... Haha...Brother Shui Jing, it seems that Yueying has a companion!"

As soon as this remark came out...haha, Sima Hui also laughed out loud, and he glanced at the name on the bamboo slips—Zhuge Jun!

That's right, Zhuge Liang deliberately filled in his name as Zhuge Jun, which was regarded as a kind of protection for Yanzhou Jundi.

As for Mr. Sima Hui, this time, he didn't just give the evaluation of "good, excellent" like before. He nodded, looked out the window, and said in his mouth.

"This kid named Zhuge Jun is interesting!"

Almost at the same time, Huang Yueying beside Huang Chengyan also blinked.

She murmured in her heart that among the scholars, there are still people who pay so much attention to all kinds of craftsmen. It seems... Uncle Sima's learning of the Mohism's mechanics... there must be like-minded friends.

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Xuzhou, outside Xiapi City, Caoying Dazhai.

At this moment, Cao Caoyou, who was in the big tent of the Chinese army, paced back and forth from side to side, he still couldn't make a decision whether to fight or retreat.

News came from the secret work in Xiapi City that Tao Qian's condition worsened again, and as Tao Qian's condition worsened, the game between the eldest son Tao Shang and Liu Bei will also enter the most critical period.

As for him, Cao Cao, he feels a little bit hard to get off now.

Let's withdraw the army, and I am a little afraid of Liu Bei, let's attack the city, but I am a little worried that Lu Bu in the backyard has not yet settled down, and the border with Yuan Shu's territory is full of troubles.

In addition, there is a new difficulty.

In the past two days, Cao Cao simulated in his mind countless times the strategy of governing Xuzhou after the withdrawal of troops, but he didn't want to be okay. After thinking about it, it was not only a headache, but a pain in the head.

The more you know about Xuzhou, the more you know that Xuzhou's interior is not at ease... In every state and county, there are many factions and various forces are intricate.

Especially led by the Common People faction, Celebrity faction, and Danyang faction. Tao Qian ruled Xuzhou before, and they lived in peace. Cao Cao suppressed the situation with an overwhelmingly superior army, and he could barely hold the situation. But if... led the army back to Yanzhou Rear.

These three forces are very lively...Which one to win over?Which one to suppress?Whether one of them will be stabbed in the back, those are the questions.

And if you don't care about it and send a few state shepherds there, you will probably be squeezed out by these three forces of the Xuzhou Gang, and even die unexpectedly!

At that time, Xuzhou will not be a big granary, but a big dye vat.

"How to do it?"

The more Cao Cao thinks about it, the more he has a headache...

For a moment, Cao Cao felt that his head was about to explode. Speaking of it, this is an old problem. Since he was in his 20s, Cao Cao always has a headache when he thinks about troubles...

As for the reason, I have to mention an unbearable past event when Cao Cao was a teenager.

Cao Cao, who was in his teens, was just at the age of growing his body, but his stature was as quiet as a three-to-nine-day wheat seedling.

Dark complexion, short and lean, always two years taller than children of the same age, almost exactly the same as his eunuch grandfather Cao Teng.

Cao Song is worried. His adoptive father Cao Teng lost his "little turtle" when he was a child, which affected his development. But his career is to be an eunuch. It doesn't matter if he is shorter, but Cao Cao can't do it. He can't reach the stirrups when riding a horse and fighting. Unable to hold the aura, even Yuan Shuren gave Cao Cao a nickname - "Big Half"!
In order to make Cao Cao grow taller, Cao Song believed in a simple method. Every night, he called the housekeeper in the mansion, one held down Cao Cao's head, the other grabbed Cao Cao's feet, and the two pulled desperately to stretch Cao Cao's body. .

It was a very gloomy day for Cao Cao. The twinkling stars in the sky were like Cao Cao’s eyes full of helplessness, but the result was still very little. Son".

One year later, Cao Song gave up, but the side effects of pulling his body appeared. For a year, Cao Cao was pulled on the head and feet every night, and his whole body was pulled, which left him with the hidden danger of headache!
To this day, whenever he is melancholy and has a lot of thoughts, Cao Cao is prone to headaches.

Now, it started happening again.

Seeing the uncomfortable appearance of the elder brother, Cao Hong said:

"Brother, actually, I don't think it's that troublesome." He seemed to have a unique insight, and said loudly: "Let's take down Xiapi City in one go, and take Xiapi City's military power and political power into our pockets. Kill whoever refuses!"

"As for Yuan Shu, he will let him come and let me guard the city here. I will keep him here once, and I will beat him back once. When my elder brother is unhappy, I will lead my troops to take Nanyang directly with an order. Cut off his retreat for Yuan Shu!"

Uh…

I thought that Cao Hong was a wise man, but that he dared to be a nonsense.

Cao Cao was also drunk, if it was so easy, why would he spend so much time in Xiapi city?
This feeling is like, I thought you were the strongest king, but...you are just a bronze, oh...

Cao Cao felt his head hurt even more.

And right now.

"Report to Duke Ming..." Several soldiers hurried into the big tent, approached Cao Cao a few steps, and said in a low voice. "Brother, there is a middle-aged man outside the gate of the village. He claims to be a merchant from Taishan County. He has a close relationship with Duke Ming. What is his name... Wei De!"

Wade?Taishan County?

At first, Cao Cao didn't react, but after a "swipe", he suddenly remembered that he had sent a letter to Xun Yu earlier, asking him to change the names and surnames of his younger brothers Cao De and A Weng Cao Song. Is... has the name been changed to Wade?

But... this is an important place for the military camp, there are so many people...he...why did he come here?

Cao Cao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, not to mention, once the cold sweat broke out, his head didn't hurt anymore.

Think about it.

No, Cao De didn't come here for no reason, there must be something serious going on somewhere.

Hehe, isn't something big going on?

Cao Cao still doesn't know that his wife is about to betroth his daughter to his son!This matter is related to orthopedics, it seems... quite big!

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(End of this chapter)