Chapter 3

Cai Fu
Cai Yong took a sip of tea and looked outside the house, where a magpie kept flapping its wings and calling.

Cai Yong gently put down the teacup, moved his seat to the door, and sat there like that.

There are VIPs coming to the door!

Then I should go out to greet him, that's better!
Cai Yong sat at the door looking around, and finally saw a person walking towards his house in a hurry.

Cai Yong took a careful look at the young man in front of him, and then took another look.

Now that it's confirmed, I don't know this person at all.

At first glance, this person seemed familiar, but after a second look, he found that he didn't know this person at all, Cai Yong didn't continue to look closely, and quietly waited for this person to walk in front of him.

"Sir, is Mr. Cai Bozhe?"

Xiao Feng stood in front of Cai Yong and saluted Cai Yong, then asked.

"you are?"

Cai Yong found that this person was really familiar, but he couldn't tell who this person was. He was so young, he had no idea who this person was at all.

"Mr. Bo Jie, this junior came here to propose marriage at the order of my father!"

Xiao Feng bowed again, and then spoke, his movements were smooth, like a complete Confucian student.

Cai Yong was a little puzzled, and then asked: "Who is your father?"

"Xiao Yuanshan!"

"Brother Yuanshan!" Cai Yong stood up directly from his seat, held Xiao Feng's hand excitedly, and asked, "Nephew, how is Brother Yuanshan these days? It's been ten years since we parted a few years ago." I haven't seen him for several years, and I miss Cai very much."

"My father has already gone west. When I was sorting out my belongings recently, I found a brocade box. After I opened it, I found a marriage certificate. My father told me that as long as I opened it before the weak crown, I could come to propose marriage, so I came uninvited. I also hope that uncle will forgive me."

Xiao Feng bowed again, Xiao Feng knew very well that he came here to get his daughter's ideas, and if he didn't pretend to be a grandson at this time, it was absolutely impossible for him to let go.

After Cai Yong heard the news that Xiao Yuanshan was dead, he froze for a moment, then covered his face with his hands, and shed tears silently.

Fog grass!

Xiao Feng was startled when he saw Cai Yong burst into tears, what happened?
Could it be that his father has some relationship with this Cai Yong?

"Nephew, please don't blame me. Your father and I are friends of eight worshippers. The two of us communicated through literature. When I heard the news of his death, my heart was touched. The old man is old, and he will die soon after comparison. I am hereby expressing my condolences."

What kind of person Cai Yong is, Xiao Feng's heart can already be seen through Xiao Feng's facial expression, so naturally he needs to explain.

Wiping away his tears, Cai Yong invited Xiao Feng into the house, and said: "The house is shabby, please don't blame my nephew."

Xiao Feng smiled lightly: "If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a shabby room, Bo Jie Dexin. The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass is green in the curtain. Talking and laughing have great Confucianism, communication You can tune the plain qin and read the golden scriptures. There is no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and no hard work of case books. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ziyun Pavilion in Xishu. Confucius said: "Why is there such a thing?"

"Huh?" Cai Yong was stunned when he heard what Xiao Feng said suddenly, didn't he mean himself?

This flattery is...

Cai Yong only felt that the pores all over his body were stretched.

Although he knew that Xiao Feng was flattering himself, but this flattering made him feel comfortable.

But on second thought, something is not quite right.

Ziyun Pavilion in Xishu knows that it is the pavilion of Yangziyun.

But what the hell is Zhuge Lu in Nanyang?

Zhuge Xuan?Does he have a thatched cottage in Nanyang?Why don't you know?

Cai Yong was a little puzzled and asked: "I know about Yunting, the son of West Shu, but where is Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, why haven't I heard of it? Can my nephew clarify?"

Cai Yong's question caused Xiao Feng to fall into embarrassment immediately. Zhuge Liang's cottage in Nanyang is Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage. Now Zhuge Liang is only a three-year-old kid, what's going on?If Cai Yong knew that he was juxtaposing him with a three-year-old urchin, then his flattery would be on the horse's hoof.

However, Xiao Feng didn't show the slightest nervousness, and then said to Cai Yong: "I don't know what your views are on the general trend of the world?"

"The decline of the Han Dynasty and the rampant yellow turban, the world will be divided for a long time, and the long-term will be united. At this time, the great Han has reached the end of the mountain. Now the eunuchs are in power, and the foreign relatives are in power. The world is full of smoke. The day of peace is not long."

Cai Yong was quite accurate, but this was not the result Xiao Feng wanted, so he asked: "Perhaps Mr. Bo Jie can see who can replace Han?"

When Cai Yong heard Xiao Feng's question, he frowned immediately, then thought for a moment, then shook his head: "The situation in the world is not clear, so I can't see it, so I wonder what my nephew has to say?"

Xiao Feng stretched out three fingers, and then said to Cai Yong: "There are three people in this world who possess purple energy, I wonder which three people Bo Jie could guess?"

three people?

Cai Yong frowned, and then said suspiciously: "Hebei Yuan Benchu, the fourth generation and the third prince, with many old officials, now occupying the land of Jizhou, there are many capable subordinates, but one of them?"

Xiao Feng smiled and shook his head and said: "No, it's not. Yuan Shaose is ruthless, scheming and indecisive. He cherishes his life when he does great things, and forgets his life when he sees small gains. How could he be a real dragon?"

Cai Yong sighed, and then said: "Shandong Liu Jingsheng?"

"Liu Biao has a fake appearance and is flashy, so how could he be a real dragon?"

"Could it be Sun Wentai of the Eastern Wu?"

"It's just a short-lived ghost. After six years, Sun Jian will definitely die!"

"Eh?" Cai Yong was surrounded, and was shocked by the inevitable death of Sun Jian after six years of Xiao Feng's life. Can this kid count?
"How did you know that Sun Wentai will die in six years?"

"Every drink and peck, there is a definite number, this is a secret, don't let it out, please forgive me!"

Cai Yong shook his head silently, and then said: "I can't guess the three people my nephew mentioned, and I hope my nephew can clarify."

Xiao Feng smiled, and then said: "Mr. Bo Jie has already guessed half of it."

"Oh?" Cai Yong was a little curious, he guessed half of it?

"How to say?"

Xiao Feng smiled, and then said: "One of these three people is the son of Sun Jian!"

"Isn't it Jiangdong Little Overlord Sun Bofu?"

Cai Yong was surprised, the little overlord Sun Bofu is only about ten years old now!This Xiao Feng can see so many things?
Xiao Feng shook his head, and then said: "Sun Bofu has inherited his father's fate, but he is not as powerful as his younger brother!"

Sun Bofu's younger brother?

The second son Sun Jian just got the year before last?
Children under three years old this year?

Cai Yong is not surprised now, but completely angry, are you kidding me?

How do I guess?If I can guess this, I'll be damned, okay?
And Sun Quan is less than three years old, you can say such a thing, isn't that bragging?Now Sun Quan is only two years old. If he only develops his talents in his 20s, will he still have 20 years to live?
Is it obvious that you want to die without evidence?

Do you think the old man is fooling around?
(End of this chapter)

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