Three Kingdoms: I, the eldest son of Cao, a loving father of a great man!

Chapter 230 Zhaoji, your best of both worlds is right in front of you! 【Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket】

It was Cao Ang who came.

Perhaps it was because the horse galloped all the way, and after getting off the horse, it came at a fast pace again.

At this moment, Cao Ang's breathing was quite short, and even a few drops of sweat dripped from his forehead. It seemed that the journey had been very hard.

After staring at Cao Ang for a few seconds.

Cai Yan's heart suddenly fell down in mid-air, and fell straight back into her chest.

The original meaning of anxiety and panic, the chaotic and wild thoughts in the mind, at the moment of Cao Ang's arrival, at the moment of seeing Cao Ang's face.

They all disappeared without a trace.

"The sun hasn't set yet, so Zixiu has not come too late, but excuse me, have you thought about what kind of poems you want to write?"

He regained his calm and cool tone before.

And after hearing this.

Cao Ang's chest suddenly slapped loudly, and he looked confident and confident.

"Zhao Ji doesn't need to say much, you and I will enter the house, and I will write it down for you to read, to ensure that you will be convinced if you lose, and have nothing to say if you lose!"

Cao Ang just finished speaking.

Cai Yan couldn't help showing a smile.

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, revealing the pearly white teeth hidden under the pink lips.

Like a Yingri lotus standing proudly among the lotus leaves in the pond, it blooms full of nobility.

"I hope it is as Zixiu said. If it is true, it also proves that I, as a teacher, did not mislead my disciples, and my efforts were not in vain."

……

In the quiet room.

Cao Ang sat in front of the desk, on which a roll of blank bamboo slips had already been laid out.

Cai Yan, on the other hand, knelt on the side, quietly watching Cao Ang grind ink there, not saying a word, so as not to disturb him.

After meditating for a while.

Cao Ang took a deep breath.

Then he picked up a pen and wrote the first sentence on the bamboo slips, and the words jumped out of it with eloquence.

"A peacock flies southeast and wanders five miles away."

"Thirteen can weave, fourteen can cut clothes..."

That's right.

The text Cao Ang found in the textbook was also the article he chose.

It is this "Peacock Flies Southeast"!
In terms of genre, it is a long narrative poem. Although it is not known who made it and when it was written, it can be confirmed that it conforms to the current cultural mainstream.

Secondly, this poem is easy to understand, but while the language is concise, it does not lose its artistic value and the profound meaning it conveys.

This is in line with Cao Ang's status as a beginner in poetry and prose, and at the same time allows him to show off well and show off his high level of thought with great skill.

No matter from which point of view.

They are all in line with Cao Ang's requirements.

Definitely the top choice!
……

"The gentleman is like a rock, and my concubine is like a pussy. Pussy is like silk, and a rock can't be moved."

This poem is very long.

It was so long that Cao Ang changed several sets of bamboo slips.

And Cai Yan sat on the side, quietly watching the words Cao Ang wrote on the bamboo slips from beginning to end.

When some paragraphs came out at first.

Zhao Ji didn't show too much surprise yet.

After all, the first half is mainly narrative, depicting the words and actions of Liu Lanzhi, Jiao Zhongqing, and Liu Mu and Jiao Mu.

The main body of the narrative is very complete, and the story can be considered eloquent, but it is hard to see how high the literary level is in the first half of the book.

At least from the perspective of Cai Yan, a literary master among contemporary women.

Well written, but not particularly amazing.

Just waiting for the above two sentences to appear, Cai Yan's eyes suddenly changed.

If it weren't for Cao Ang who was still writing.

She probably couldn't help but applaud and applaud on the spot, and exclaimed "well written"!

And as the content of the second half of "Peacock Flying Southeast" gradually emerged, the expression on Zhaoji's face began to become complicated and profound.

Liu Lanzhi was persecuted by her elder brother, while Jiao Zhongqing had to go against her mother's will and filial piety.

In the panic of the world, the two are like two pieces of lightest and weakest floating dust, without any ability to resist, and can only end up in tragedy in the end.

……

"Take off the skirt and take off the silk shoes, and go to Qingchi with my body. I will die today, and my soul will die and my corpse will stay forever.

When the government officials heard about this, they knew that they would part for a long time.Wandering under the tree in the courtyard, hanging from the southeast branch. "

Although it was already expected in my heart.

But at the moment when he saw these lines of poems, Cai Yan still couldn't help showing surprise.

There is even a little sadness in the eyes, as if mourning for the fate of the two protagonists in the poem, and at the same time lamenting for the world.

"Clap!"

The crisp sound of writing.

After writing the last word, Cao Ang put the brush aside, then looked at Cai Yan calmly, with a questioning look in his eyes.

The house was quiet for a long time.

The two sat beside each other in silence.

Zhao Ji is still immersed in the world of poetry and prose at this moment, as if she has not yet come to her senses.

And Cao Ang waited quietly.

After a long time.

Cai Yan suddenly woke up.

His eyes were full of complexity and astonishment, and he stared straight at Cao Ang, looking up and down, left and right, as if he wanted to see him clearly.

"Zixiu, is this poem really yours?"

……

Facing Cai Yan's inquiry.

Cao Ang looked extremely calm.

She explained very carefully: "To tell the truth, Zhaoji, when you and I made the bet a month ago, I was thinking about how to win."

"After all, I am a beginner who has not studied for a long time. I am definitely not very good at word accumulation and classic allusions. This is the gap."

"Thus, if you want to win, you must learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses. I first constructed such a story, and then used what you taught me to write this story, which is the poem you saw."

Cai Yan nodded happily upon hearing this.

Full of amazement, he praised: "Zixiu is really smart and intelligent. He uses stories that are touching and thought-provoking to make up for the lack of vocabulary. This is also a great question!"

After Cao Ang's explanation.

More than [-]% of Cai Yan believed that Cao Ang made it by his own ability.

The main reason is that the mainstream style of the current literary world emphasizes beautiful rhetoric and expresses inner aspirations.

The scene is rewritten to express emotions, while the narrative is light.

As long as there is a certain level of writers, they are generally not good at writing this kind of narrative poetry.

And those who have no level can't write this kind of thing, so there is a high probability that Cao Ang wrote it himself.

"How about it, Miss Zhaoji, this "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast" is still in your eyes, so what about the bet between us?"

……

Was reminded by Cao Ang.

Only then did Cai Yan realize that the quality of this poem is related to the outcome of the bet established between him and Cao Ang.

With Cai Zhaoji's character.

Good is good and bad is bad.

And when it comes to literature, it is even more impossible for her to tell nonsense with her eyes closed, so after a few seconds of silence, Cai Yan nodded heavily.

"Not only can it catch my eyes, the story told in this poem is enough to touch the heartstrings, and the ups and downs are even more touching."

"And the most rare thing is that in your poems and essays, your portrayal of several main characters is really vivid and lifelike."

"If you recite this poem to anyone in the mansion, after reading it through, you can imagine what Liu, Jiao, and their respective mothers look like and what kind of temperament they have."

"In my opinion, this poem is enough to be rated as top-notch, and it is a rare masterpiece in today's world. Zixiu can write such articles, and I am afraid that he has some skill in poetry and prose!"

Cai Yan was not stingy, and gave a completely positive and high evaluation.

Finally, he raised his hands slightly.

Made an open pose.

"You and I have said before that if I lose the bet, not only will I have to continue to teach you various scriptures and poems in the future, but I also need to promise you a request."

"What do you want me to do, or what you want me to promise, you might as well just say it!"

Cai Yan is willing to gamble and admit defeat.

And see this situation.

Cao Ang immediately showed a little smile.

Then he blinked his eyes and said the conditions he had already thought about.

"What I want Zhao Ji to do is very simple, that is, starting tomorrow, you can no longer stay in your small courtyard as usual."

"I also need to walk around more with other people in the mansion, even if it's just a few words."

……

The voice just fell.

Cai Yan was taken aback for a moment.

She really didn't expect that Cao Ang's request would be to expand her interpersonal circle.

This……

"Zixiu, I remember what I should have told you. In fact, I am not lonely in the courtyard, nor do I feel lonely. There is no need for this."

However, Cao Ang just smiled lightly.

Did not answer.

Obviously sticking to the meaning just now.

Seeing this situation, Cai Yan could only admit defeat, and nodded helplessly.

"Then according to what you said, starting tomorrow, I will spare some time every few days to go back and forth with the cicadas in the house."

Hearing Cai Yan's exact answer.

Only then did Cao Ang feel relieved.

The reason why he made such a request was simply to break Cai Zhaoji's golden body.

If Zhaoji is allowed to stay in this secluded backyard and indulge in her own world, when will he be able to break through the wall of Zhaoji's heart?
Anyway, the left and right can't make any excessive demands, and it's impossible to take advantage of it.

Then it would be better to take this opportunity to let Zhaoji come out from the wall and take the initiative to break her golden body.

As long as I get in touch with her for a while, I think it should become softer.

……

After making a decision on this matter.

The two sat quietly for a while.

Cai Yan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took a roll of bamboo slips placed on the table, then pointed to the fragments in the chapter, and asked Cao Ang.

"Zixiu, is the story about Liu Lanzhi and Jiao Zhongqing true or did you just make it up?"

Cao Ang shook his head first.

After a little deliberation on the words.

Then he replied slowly: "These two people may not exist, but there are definitely people who bear such a fate in the world, but they are not called Liu Lanzhi, nor Jiao Zhongqing."

Cai Yan was silent for a moment.

The whole person was stunned on the spot.

After half an hour.

Only then shook his head and sighed.

"The Great Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety. How can you easily disobey the orders of your parents and the words of your elder brothers?"

"The family background is matched, the wealth is the same, and the family is right, this is also like gold and iron!"

"As Zixiu said, there may be countless people in this world who are deeply trapped in such confusion, and then come to the point where they can't help themselves."

I heard Cai Zhaoji's emotion.

Cao Ang's eyes flickered a few times.

There was a flash of inspiration in my mind, and a thought appeared like a flash of lightning in an instant.

"The family is right, the order of the parents, this is naturally difficult to disobey."

"But choosing the person you like is also very important, and it is related to whether you are happy or not in the rest of your life."

"So in my opinion, the best result is to have a good family and a happy person. This is called the best of both worlds!"

……

"Is there really the best of both worlds?"

With a raving like talking to himself.

Cai Yan couldn't help thinking of himself.

At the beginning when her father betrothed her to the Hedong Wei family, the emphasis was on a well-matched family.

The daughter of a world-renowned Confucianist is just right to marry a direct descendant of the Hedong family.

It was just that he was stopped by Cao Ang on the way to see off his relatives.

Later, he learned that Wei Zhongdao of the Wei family was a sick and sick young man who was dying.

At that time, I had never seen this man's appearance, nor did I know what his character was. I knew nothing about everything, and I just obeyed my father's order.

If there is no appearance of Cao Ang.

I really married myself.

Then she may not be much better than Liu Lanzhi in "The Peacock Flies Southeast" at this moment.

"Ugh!"

Cai Yan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Just haven't waited for her to say anything.

Cao Ang's loud words came to his ears.

"How not to have the best of both worlds?"

"I don't know about others, but as far as Zhao Ji is concerned, I think it's enough to have the best of both worlds!"

……

Cai Yan raised his head sharply.

I saw Cao Ang staring at him with fiery eyes, and the fiery temperature seemed to be able to turn into substance and melt himself into water.

Zhao Ji woke up suddenly.

Yes!

They are well-matched, and with the current power of the Cao family, it is more than enough to match the great Confucianism in the world.

But just take Cao Ang himself.

How I feel about him...

This contact over the past few months includes listening to myself playing the piano, learning poetry and prose with myself, and talking about the world and the past and the present.

It even reminded me of the words Cao Ang said to himself in that dilapidated and dilapidated hotel back then, brazenly bringing him back from the corner of fate.

A thought here.

Cai Yan's face suddenly burned, her tender and snow-white cheeks, as well as her crystal clear and exquisite ears, were all flushed in an instant.

Like a blood jade dyed red.

The woman who looks like a noble lotus flower and green jade bamboo in normal times looks like this at this moment.

The end is somewhat stunning.

……

"Snapped!"

Cai Yan slapped the table violently.

Stand up abruptly.

Some panicked and hastily said: "It's getting late, I'm going to take a bath and change clothes to rest, if Zixiu is fine, you might as well go back first!"

In the past, if he said such words, it would inevitably be somewhat impolite.

Only at this moment.

Cai Yan couldn't care about those anymore.

She didn't dare to continue to face Cao Ang at all, so she could only escape in this way.

And see this situation.

And Cao Ang also tasted it.

When cooking, you must control the heat, and turn on the fire from the beginning to the end. Most of the dishes are not cooked.

Keep turning on the fire, and the dishes will be burnt.

There must be a degree.

Today's stabbing is almost the same. To be reasonable, the effect is a bit beyond my expectation.

That's why Cai Yan said so.

Cao Ang also stood up.

With a gentle smile on his face, he said: "Then I won't bother you, Zhao Ji, you have a good rest!"

……

Wait until Cao Ang leaves.

With a "thump", Zhaoji sat back in her seat and sat quietly for a long time.

Then he picked up several bamboo slips on the table, and studied carefully again, the peacock flying southeast written by Cao Ang.

"The family is right, the person you like, is this really the best of both worlds that belongs to me?"

"Hey~"

Cai Yan didn't dare to think about it.

After hastily gathering up a few letters, he forced himself not to think about it.

He began to think about how to communicate with everyone in the mansion according to Cao Ang's request tomorrow.

……

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