The Nameless of the Common Clans

In the past few days since Chen Mo returned to Hedong, he spent most of his time at home with his mother and wife. He also knew that the world would be unstable and he might not have much time to spend with them, so he cherished this moment together.

"What are you looking at, husband?" Cai Yan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Chen Mo. Although the two were already husband and wife, but they kept staring like this, she always felt that her husband was thinking about something bad. Although he said he should see and do something Even if I don’t run away, I still feel shy when I think about it.

"My wife has more things than usual." Chen Mo regained his composure. His wife's destiny has been converted into a destiny, the young phoenix destiny. The details are unclear, but since condensing this destiny, Chen Mo found that every time When you get along with your wife, you will easily relax.

"What?" Cai Yan asked with a smile.

"Wealth and grace are beyond words." Chen Mo thought for a moment. His wife used to be as elegant and refined as a lotus, but now Cai Yan's celestial spirit has gradually disappeared, but she has a bit more grace. She is not fat. , but the feeling it gives people.

"Husband, you are joking." Cai Yan shook his head and laughed, thinking that Chen Mo was making her happy.

Chen Mo didn't say much. The fate thing was a bit confusing. He had been studying it, but he still couldn't get an accurate explanation.

"I have composed a piece of music based on my husband's past debates in the past few days. It can be played on the piano or drums to boost morale. Husband, would you like to listen to it?" Cai Yan saw that Chen Mo was silent, so he brought a bamboo slip and asked Chen Mo said.

"Okay." Chen Mo nodded. Chen Mo admired his wife's attainments in piano art. Although he did not learn piano, it did not mean that he had no appreciation of music. On the contrary, Chen Mo's attainments in music appreciation were not low. , also like to listen.

Cai Yan asked Juan'er to bring the piano, sit upright, adjust the strings, and then start playing the piano.

Different from the melodious and melodious sound of the piano in the past, this time, Cai Yan's piano music had a hint of murderous intent. The sun was setting and the battlefield was in a mess. For a moment, Chen Mo felt like he had returned to the battlefield.

As the music of the piano suddenly became louder, the two armies fought fiercely, but in the end both sides suffered losses.

Chen Mo's polemic is not actually about explaining how powerful he is on the battlefield, but an article describing the tragedy of the war and the lives of the people outside this tragic battlefield. He hopes that this article will let people know the tragedy of the war, so as to avoid it as much as possible. War, some people have compiled it into a song, but it is mostly an impassioned feeling and cannot express what Chen Mo really wants to express.

But today, Cai Yan did it.

After closing his eyes and listening to the music quietly, Chen Mo opened his eyes for a long time, looked at his wife and said, "I thought no one could understand it."

"The lofty artistic conception of Husband really needs to be read carefully." Cai Yan said with a smile: "On top of the poems, they are more about lingering friendship or sadness for spring and autumn. Although Husband's poems are excellent, but It is difficult for people to sing it, but my husband’s original intention when he wrote this poem is very admirable. It was only after reading it for many days that I finally understood what my husband was thinking.”

"I'm afraid no one in this world is willing to understand me!" Chen Mo sat next to Cai Yan and sighed.

Cai Yan was afraid that Chen Mo would be too depressed, so he smiled and said, "Since my husband became famous, this is the only poem he has published. Why not write a few more?"

"Madam, what do you want?" Chen Mo looked at his wife and asked with a smile.

"My husband is a great talent in this world. I don't know how many people in the world want to read my husband's poems." Cai Yan nodded and smiled.

"It's okay, my husband doesn't really like to do this, but since my wife wants it, I will write one for her. Don't the world like romance? Today I will write a poem about the pain of love for my husband."

"Bitter love?" Cai Yan asked curiously.

Chen Mo closed his eyes and after thinking about it for a moment, Juan'er had already prepared bamboo slips with pen and ink for Chen Mo.

What the world longs for is mostly the joy of love, but few people write about the pain of love. Unfortunately, most of life is spent in pain rather than joy. This article about love is Chen Mo's summary of his love for this half of his life.

From the warmth of mother and son depending on each other when they were young, to the later friendship between the villagers, and then to the separation of life and death due to war and the separation of mother and son for study, in general, what Chen Mo wrote in the previous chapter was basically the pain of separation, nothing too gorgeous. The rhetoric makes people feel the same way.

The middle part begins to tell some about the joy of making new friends, and then the beauty of love between men and women, which makes people feel warm in their hearts. But in the second part, it is about parting again. Best friends are separated because of their own ideas, and lovers are reunited because of official business. The suffering of less and more.

It is a piece of emotional pain, with more than 300 words, but it tells the story of the pain of separation in the world. It is not limited to husband and wife, but also the feeling of mother and son, master and apprentice, brothers and friends when they leave. It makes people feel indescribable. A feeling of melancholy.

Cai Yan watched Chen Mo finish writing, but when he finished writing the last word, his eyes turned red at some point. Yun Si beside him was also the same. Only Juan'er looked at the two sisters in confusion. She didn't quite understand.

"Husband~" Cai Yan suddenly felt a little reluctant. She didn't know where this emotion came from, but at this moment she just wanted to shrink into her husband's arms. She said angrily: "The poems written by my husband always make people feel so depressed." anger."

"The world only knows the good things, but they don't know that the suffering is the majority." Chen Mo hugged his wife, pulled Yun Si over, looked at the sky, and sighed leisurely: "With this article, I will cherish the time we get together. It's a pity that , I have limited experience as a husband, and I only have the deepest feelings about the pain of separation, but I don’t know how to compose it into a song?”

Cai Yan wiped her tears, thought for a while, asked Juan'er to help take away the pen and ink, and put the zither back on. After thinking for a moment, the strings of the zither trembled at her fingertips, and the pleasant notes flowed in the courtyard. She had little experience in war, so it took her a long time to understand the true meaning of Chen Mo's argument, but this love story resonated with her more or less, and it was easier to compose it into a piece of music.

Chen Mo held Juan'er in his arms and listened quietly to the pleasant notes gradually gathered into a pleasant melody. His wife had never disappointed anyone in the field of melody.

Time passed quietly like these fingertips.

Since Chen Mo returned from the clouds, his life began to become leisurely. The Black Mountain Army sent Yu Du to discuss cooperation with Chen Mo. The two sides exchanged what they had, and the Black Mountain Army also gave Chen Mo some intelligence.

There are many problems in the integration of the two tribes in Yunzhong. Gao Shun is good at managing the army, but relatively weak in governance. He is not good at this kind of conflict between the two tribes. Chen Mo sent Guo Yu to Yunzhong to replace the post of Yunzhong governor in September, but Gao Shun was not recalled. He was appointed as the commander of the Xiongnu and stationed in Yunzhong to deter the Hu people.

Chang'an has the most intelligence, but it is also the most useless. Dong Zhuo has become more and more tyrannical, and he often kills people and families. All the scholars in the world curse him, but Chen Mo knows that Dong Zhuo was driven crazy by the scholars. He is over 60 years old and now controls the court, but just like the great general He Jin, he tried his best to win over the scholars, but in the end he only got calculations and harm. However, Dong Zhuo is not He Jin. After realizing this, Dong Zhuo did not hesitate to sacrifice the butcher knife and killed the Guanlong gentry, which made him feel chilled and much more obedient.

Chen Mo knew that this peace was only temporary. The more Dong Zhuo killed, the heavier the revenge would be. Dong Zhuo was old and didn't have much energy to fight with scholars. This can be seen from the fact that Dong Zhuo often killed people and families. Others only thought that Dong Zhuo was cruel, but in Chen Mo's opinion, Dong Zhuo was afraid.

He was also a great hero, but he was forced into this state in the end.

Hedong's development was orderly. Dalang captured Lishi in early September. It took three months to siege the city. Although it seemed that both sides had attacks and defenses, Chen Mo could see that Dalang had been making progress during this period. At the beginning, Dalang was similar to Han Xian in commanding troops, but as time went on, Dalang made rapid progress. In three months, from being evenly matched at the beginning, he was almost chasing Han Xian.

However, what Chen Mo valued most was Dalang's stability. No matter how Han Xian was defeated, Dalang would not chase him randomly, but would continue to take over the city and strengthen the defense. Only after ensuring that the newly acquired territory was safe would he attack again.

Although he missed many opportunities, he forced Han Xian into a desperate situation step by step, and now he even lost Lishi.

Even at this point, Dalang had actually won this battle. Han Xian had already crossed the river with the remnants and escaped from Xihe County, which was no longer under Chen Mo's jurisdiction.

However, the biggest thing in the past few months was not these, but that Chen Mo became famous again. Cai Yan showed Chen Mo's love suffering to Cai Yong. Cai Yong knew that his son-in-law rarely wrote poems. In fact, Chen Mo's poem, in the eyes of Cai Yong and others who had experienced ups and downs, had not yet fully expressed the pain of love, but even so, this poem was definitely a good work, and the style was the same as Chen Mo's previous debates, and it was a different approach.

With such an excellent son-in-law, Cai Yong naturally wanted to let his friends know about it. Cai Yong sent a copy to his old friends, such as Lu Zhi in Youzhou and Zheng Xuan in Qingzhou, for them to appreciate.

Cai Yong, Lu Zhi, and Zheng Xuan were all great scholars of the time, and Chen Mo's poem of bitterness was indeed a rare masterpiece, and it was easy to resonate with people. Under the influence of the three, this poem of bitterness spread throughout the world in the past few months and was praised by countless scholars.

Dongjun, Taishou Mansion.

Cao Cao put down the bamboo slips and looked at Xi Zhicai and said, "How is my brother's literary talent?"

"Excellent work." Xi Zhicai smiled and said, "But since he has such literary talent, why have only two poems been published so far?"

"He doesn't like this." Cao Cao sighed, "Bitterness... You said that his old friend reunited and parted, is it about me?"

"Maybe." Xi Zhicai rarely saw Cao Cao like this, and couldn't help but smiled and nodded.

"It must be!"