Three Kingdoms: At the beginning, Lu Bu was mistaken for his father-in-law

Chapter 120 119 The Threat From Lin Mo

There is no doubt that the poet is Lin Mo, and no one is not convinced.

But after the poetry meeting was over, some intelligent people in the aristocratic family finally realized the fact that Lin Mo had played tricks on them.

There was no other way. At that time, he took out 99 poems in one breath, and he had already confirmed his reputation as the top poet. Zhong Di's reputation even created an idiom on the spot: he is talented.

At this time, Lin Mo shouted out the call for thieves, although he didn't react at the time, you can't say that there is something wrong with him.

Because he is standing from the perspective of a Hanchen, holding the loyalty and patriotism of eliminating thieves for the country, who says he is wrong, isn't it equivalent to being a traitor?

But these aristocratic sons are not pretending to be straws, after all, they understand the fact that they have been used by him.

Surprisingly, few people scolded Lin Mo.

Because, realizing these problems did not bring anger, but instead made these people even more horrified by his methods.

In the end, Lin Mo took advantage of all the benefits of the poetry meeting that seemed to be a marriage ceremony for others. He gained the reputation of being a talented person and blocked the way for the aristocratic family to support Cao Cao.

Of course, there is another huge piece of good news that they haven't seen, that is, Ziyang Academy has received more than 2000 students from poor families to pay homage to them in one day.

This is only temporary, as Lin Mo's 99 poems and the article calling for thieves spread at the poetry meeting, I'm afraid there will be a steady stream of people who come to Ziyang Academy to pay homage to them.

"The talent of the sky, the talent of the sky, everyone in this world has become Yunwen's pawn." Chen Gong couldn't help admiring.

Such a method scares even Xu Shu, let alone Chen Gong.

But because after following Lu Bu, the Chen family in Dongjun also disbanded, he didn't have to go for the benefit of the family like Liu Ye and Lu Su, and he didn't have the regret of making money in his hands.

Lu Bu, who always felt honored when someone praised his son-in-law, just laughed dryly this time, and didn't even say a word of agreement.

This son-in-law is too evil, a poem can be called fame and fortune, and by the way, he put Cao Cao on the fire. Even he knows how serious the consequences will be for Cao Cao once the call for thieves is spread all over the world.

It is very likely that he has to give up attacking Xuzhou, at least in the short term to slow down his troops. Even if he uses troops forcefully, there may be instability in the rear, and morale will definitely be low.

Therefore, when Jia Xu learned about this incident, he called out: "Yunwen's call for thieves is comparable to an army of [-]!"

So much so that Lu Bu would often appear in a state of deep thought and fear. Whenever he thought of Lin Mo's horror, he would comfort himself. Fortunately, he is my son-in-law, fortunately he is my son-in-law, otherwise it would be miserable.

After the poetry meeting ended, the major families left Pengcheng one after another, and Pang Tong also left, very firmly.

Although he was arrogant, he also recognized Lin Mo in his heart, especially this poetry meeting, which really opened his eyes. He felt that it was necessary for him to communicate with Sima Hui and the others to improve himself.

As for defecting to Lv Bu, I already have preliminary ideas, but for the benefit of the Pang family, I have to wait until he really has a firm foothold in Xuzhou, or in other words, he has defeated Cao Cao before making a decision.

Risks always coexist with benefits, and he may go to defect after Lu Bu defeats Cao Cao. He is not as valued as Xu Shu, but what he wants is stability.

Not to mention ensuring that Lu Bu will win the world, at least he must have the strength to truly drink the Yellow River and aspire to the Central Plains before placing a bet.

Xu Shu stayed, also very firm.

But he didn't go directly to the government office, but joined Ziyang Academy like other poor students.

This is not to play the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but because of his deliberation.

First, Xuzhou is not Jingzhou. He does not have Pang Tong's family background, nor does Mr. Shui Jing and Mr. Pang De give him a halo. He came from a poor family and can only climb from the bottom.

The second reason is exactly the opposite of the first reason. In fact, Xu Shu knows very well that with his talent and ability, as long as he shows his hand in front of the government office, it is enough to get attention. But now he has figured out Lin Mo's general purpose.

In addition to becoming famous all over the world and building momentum against Cao Cao, there is another important reason. He wants to build Ziyang Academy as a talent base. Even if he has the title of exclusive talent in the world, it is still a long way to go.

He intends to help Lin Mo in this regard, join Ziyang Academy, and then become an official, so that the world will think that Ziyang Academy can really cultivate heroes.

Moreover, he believes that after he has the signboard of Ziyang Academy on him, Lu Bu will use him in a biased way.

You can't smash the signboard of your son-in-law, right?
Of course, Lin Mo himself was unaware of all this, who made Xuzhou not have Jingzhou celebrities and Yingchuan heroes.

On this day, a carriage drove slowly out of the south gate of Pengcheng, and then stopped suddenly.

The big and small Qiao in the white clothes Shengxue looked at each other, and after seeing a handsome face through the swaying curtain of the carriage, Xiao Qiao covered her mouth in surprise.

"What's the fuss?" Da Qiao blamed her for breaking the etiquette of a lady.

Xiao Qiao poked the outside with her slender fingers, hinting with her lips, "He's here"

"Who?"

"Marquis of Lanling."

Hearing this, Da Qiao's heart thumped, why did he come here, but to send us off, or did he have other purposes?
On the day of the poetry meeting, Lin Mo was indeed too dazzling, like a scorching sun. Just hearing the scene in the past few days has already made countless girls in Pengcheng feel happy, not to mention Da Qiao who witnessed the whole process with her own eyes. I don't have feelings for Lin Mo.

She stayed in the post house for four full days, and today is the fifth day, and she did not see Lin Mo come here admiringly and get to know each other.

She guessed that with such a talent, his vision must be higher than that of ordinary people, and it is not impossible to look down on herself.

Da Qiao, who has always been sought after by countless Jiangnan talents, is actually a little disappointed.

So, today he appeared at the gate of the city and blocked his carriage, Da Qiao was very puzzled.

"Lin Mo, please see the two young ladies of the Qiao family."

Hearing Lin Mo's call, the sisters Hua, who had always been calm in their hearts, looked at each other, and they both read a trace of panic and tension in each other's eyes.

"Come on, go down and have a look, don't lose your etiquette." Facing Da Qiao's instruction, Xiao Qiao pouted and nodded obediently.

Lin Mo was still dressed in white clothes that day, that is, in this world, if the three of them dressed properly in later generations, they would be lovers.

"Folk daughters Qiao Ying and Qiao Wan have met the Marquis of Lanling." Big and young Qiao made blessings and saluted.

Da Qiao has a delicate oval face, a high nose bridge, and a creamy face like an egg that has just been peeled. It is pure and pure, and just looking at it gives people a feeling that it is beyond reach.

Compared with Da Qiao's pure high school student Fan, Xiao Qiao is more like the little girl next door with very smart eyes and a bit of playfulness. One can tell at a glance that she usually likes to make trouble, and she may like to make trouble in the future.

Is my father-in-law blind? He is so cute, his eyes are like stars in the night sky, but he actually said they looked like mung beans.

Jiangnan Xiaoqiao, Hebei Zhenmi Qiao.

Finally seeing clearly the peerless face of Xiao Qiao, Lin Mo felt that a regret in his heart had been made up.

After returning the salute with his fists clasped, he said politely, "You two are very polite, I can assure you that the dowry gifts that Sun Ce and Zhou Yu gave to you two were robbed earlier, I can guarantee that it will not happen again in the future."

Hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed in Da Qiao's eyes.

So, did he decide this in his heart?

"but."

Lin Mo changed the topic, and his expression became serious, "There are countless outstanding talents in Lujiang, and there are also young talents in Huainan and Xuzhou. The two ladies should have many choices."

"What do you mean by that?" Da Qiao asked, frowning her eyebrows.

"It's nothing."

Lin Mo raised his head and said: "Sun Ce, I will clean up sooner or later. After all, the two of you helped me organize this poetry meeting. It's also a good reminder. Don't regret it when the time comes."

This is a kind reminder, but no matter how you hear it, it sounds like a threat. Xiao Qiao pouted her small mouth, "Is the Marquis of Lanling threatening us?"

"Wan'er." Da Qiao shook Xiao Qiao's hand, signaling her not to be impulsive.

Lin Mo just sneered, and then looked at Xiao Qiao playfully, with his hands behind his back, leaning forward slightly, and said leisurely: "Is this a threat? I, Lin Mo, want to deal with him, Sun Ce, and I have a lot of means. Doesn't the lady have doubts? "

Damn it, he was the one who was rude first, why did he feel that he was so heroic at this moment, Xiao Qiao, who was bumped into by Lin Mo's heart, didn't dare to look directly, but still subconsciously responded, "There is Zhou Lang here .”

"Zhou Lang?"

Lin Mo clicked his tongue sourly, "It's quite intimate."

"Don't get me wrong."

Xiao Qiao rubbed the corners of her clothes with her jade hands, and said timidly, "That's what they all call it."

Huh, this Nier blushed so easily.

Xiao Qiao, who is only 15 years old, is obviously a bit childish. Of course, Lin Mo can't be serious with her, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yu, forget it, I don't bother to mention it, it's just good advice, this is that, the two ladies Think for yourself."

"Thank you for the reminder, Marquis Lanling. If there is nothing else, the girl will leave." Da Qiao turned around coldly.

get angry so easily
"and many more."

Lin Mo stopped the second daughter, and took out two newly made colored glaze figurines from under her clothes, which were actually fired according to her own appearance.

During this period of time, the craftsmen of Liulichang began to get started slowly, and both the color and the shape have made a qualitative leap.

The pair of colored glaze figures in Lin Mo's hands are exceptionally bright and clear, shining brightly under the warm sun of early winter.

"The two young ladies have worked hard to come here, but I don't have much money."

In fact, there are, and I hope to have the opportunity to introduce you to each other, "I will give this pair of glazed dolls to you as a souvenir."

To deal with a little girl next door like Xiao Qiao, you have to be the domineering president Fan.

As for the first love school girl like Da Qiao, you have to give a candy immediately after a slap.

Under the operation of Lin Mo, who is well versed in the way of teasing girls, Er Qiao's eyes obviously shone with light.

Looking at the little colored glaze figure in Lin Mo's hand, which was so delicate, something he had never seen before, he felt joy in his heart.

"Wow, so beautiful."

Xiao Qiao didn't seem to be polite at all, and directly snatched it from Lin Mo's hand.

"Wan'er!" Da Qiao frowned, and Xiao Qiao obediently returned it.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Lin Mo smiled and waved his hands, "But there is one that belongs to your sister, don't take it away."

"Thank you, Marquis Lanling." Xiao Qiao stuck out her tongue, playing with the pair of colored glaze figures.

"Thank you, Marquis Lanling."

The 17-year-old Da Qiao is two years younger than Lin Mo, but he is very fond of his sister. Fu leaned down and pursed his lips and said, "The Marquis of Lanling is a talented person. If you have the opportunity, please come to Wan County. The daughter of the people hopes to be able to come here." See you again, the poetic talent of the Marquis of Lanling."

oh, that's a date
Lin Mo maintained his graceful demeanor and nodded, "Okay, sure, next year when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, we will meet again."

"The daughter of the people must wait for the good news at the mansion."

"I'm also waiting for the good weather."

Er Qiao turned around and got into the carriage, opened the curtain, and reluctantly waved goodbye.

On the carriage, Xiao Qiao was still looking at the pair of little colored glaze figures, apparently really liked it.

Seeing this, Da Qiao laughed and joked: "Do you like this pair of villains, or the person who gave you villains."

"I like them all."

After blurting out, Xiao Qiao, who realized she was being teased, made a grimace, "I think you are the one who is moved, sister. They also said that next year the spring will come to find you."

Da Qiao smiled and didn't make fun of her. He poked his head out and looked at Pengcheng who was getting farther and farther behind him, feeling a little empty in his heart.

This trip to Pengcheng was much happier than expected.

I have seen many poems and essays, and I have also seen the world-renowned Marquis of Lanling
People on Moshang are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.
She looked at the little colored glaze figurine in Xiao Qiao's hand with somewhat empty eyes, and fell into confusion.

Yingchuan, Xuchang City.

A team of war horses entered the west gate and came to the school field.

Cao Cao, who was wearing a brown official uniform with his hands behind his back, watched the horses enter the camp, and his heart became more and more excited.

Soon, soldiers will be available soon.

Now it is waiting for the major families to lend money and iron to build the ordnance, and then they can send their troops to the east.

Dian Wei ran over from the camp, "Sikong, I saw that they are all good horses, and there are many horses that can join the tiger and leopard rides!"

Cao Cao nodded in satisfaction. Well, it seems that Li Jue and Guo Si are also poor and crazy, and they dare not cheat, for fear of breaking the business.

Since Lu Bu was beaten away by Li Jue and Guo Si, Guanzhong began to be reduced to ruins, and the various forces were divided into separate regimes, and there was constant smoke all year round.

In this context, the fields are left uncultivated.

What about military spending?Excavation, Dong Zhuo took a good lead, that is to excavate the imperial tomb, and finally the imperial tomb was dug up, even the tomb of the Marquis was not spared.

But there will always be a day when the mausoleum is dug. In order to raise military expenses, their choice is to go to Jingzhou and Yizhou to plunder, or sell war horses and act as middlemen to earn the difference.

In order to ensure a long-term business, the horses sold to Cao Cao were all good horses.

"The elite tiger and leopard riders are not only war horses, but also sergeants, as well as their joint attack skills. How can they be trained in a short period of time." Cao Cao smiled wryly.

"Sikong doesn't have to worry, this time I will go with Zhongkang, and I will kill Lu Bu in front of the battle to relieve Sikong's worries!" Dian Wei couldn't see Cao Cao's sadness. Like Xu Chu, he was indeed loyal to Cao Cao.

Just as he was about to praise Dian Wei, Cao Ang hurried over with a silk cloth in his hand.

"Father, trouble is coming."

"You're still hurt, don't panic."

Cao Cao lowered his brows. He knew his son's character. It must not be a trivial matter to make him so nervous. But after the First World War in Wancheng, he loved Cao Ang even more. He would inevitably ask, "What's the matter?" ?”

"Pengcheng's poem will come to fruition." Cao Ang's face turned pale. He was injured more severely than Dian Wei, and he didn't have Dian Wei's physique.

"Who has compared my view of the Canghai?" Cao Cao probably guessed the result.

"Lin Mo."

"Lin Mo? It's him again?"

Hearing this name, Cao Cao was in a state of confusion, frowned and asked, "Does he still have poetic talent?"

"Not only poetic, but also"

Cao Ang paused for a moment, thinking about how to describe it, and finally remembered a person, and said with a wry smile: "The Great Confucian Zhong Di said that the world's talent is one stone, Lin Mo has eight talents, and all people in the world have two talents."

"absurd!"

Cao Cao chuckled and didn't believe it at all, "How can he deserve such praise?"

He admitted that Lin Mo was a rare talent, but he was only limited to his attainments in the art of war. Cao Cao would never believe that if Lin Mo had one stone of talent in the world, Lin Mo could monopolize all eight fights.

After all, he is also very confident in his poetic talent.

In terms of self-confidence, during the Battle of Chibi, he composed poems and wrote short poems and short songs, but Shi Xun said something that was not neat enough, and was stabbed to death by him.

Can you not be confident?
Cao Ang immediately relayed what happened on the day of the poetry meeting verbatim, and Cao Cao stared wide-eyed.

"How is it possible to write 99 poems in one night, and each capital is enough to last forever. It's just a fool's dream. Take a poem and let me have a look!"

Cao Cao looked at the silk cloth in Cao Ang's hand, guessing that Lin Mo's poems should be recorded on it.

As a result, Cao Ang shook his head, "Time is too urgent, our Kuaima can't come with so many poems and essays, so we just copied down his last essay."

Yes, one of his works is a call to arms.

What kind of proclamation is it that can be sent back quickly.

Cao Cao stretched out his hand to take it, but Cao Ang told him, "No matter what you see, father, you must calm down."

It feels a little bad.

Could it be that he came after me?
Cao Cao didn't speak, but spread out the silk cloth and began to read carefully.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but after looking at it, Cao Cao was directly paralyzed.

Just looking at the previous content, his cheeks trembled and his face turned red.

As the text progressed, Cao Cao's whole body trembled, especially in the proclamation, which scolded Cao Cao's ancestors for three generations. His beard and teeth were chattering.

Seeing the end, Cao Cao only felt that an invisible knife had been stabbed in his heart, and he was twisted continuously, the blood in his body flowed backwards, the sky was spinning, he was top-heavy, and he fell backwards straight.

If it wasn't for Dian Wei and Cao Ang who picked him up in time, they might have taken him away.

"Father, Sikong!"

The faces of the two were ashen from fright, and they could clearly feel their bodies twitching when they hugged his hands, "Father, are you alright?"

Cao Cao held his head in both hands, with a ferocious expression, "I have a headache, I have a splitting headache!!!"

"Quick! Send it to the imperial doctor!"

Cao Ang yelled hysterically, while Dian Wei took Cao Cao on his back and ran to Sikong Mansion.

(End of this chapter)