Si Li, Chang'an.

Cai Fu.

A light like a bean.

Cai Yong sat at his desk, holding a silk cloth in his hand.

His eyes rolled up and down, and he couldn't help but have a sudden brightness in his eyes and a happy smile:

"Hahaha!"

"Jiaheng really didn't disappoint me!"

"This "Will Enter the Wine", it is really imposing!"

Underneath it, Yang Biao exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and couldn't help but praise:

"Uncle, I, Yang Biao, rarely admire others, but your son-in-law is one!"

"Let's not only talk about this poem, but also the amount of alcohol he drinks, which is really shocking!"

"No wonder!"

Speaking of this, Yang Biao couldn't help but shake his head: "He can write such heroic poems on the theme of wine, if he hasn't drunk thousands of catties of wine, I don't believe in this evil!"

"Oh?

Cai Yong smiled all over his face: "I really don't know how much Jiaheng drinks, I haven't seen him drunk anyway, but, perhaps, as Wen Xian said, if you haven't drunk thousands of catties of wine, you can't write such poems." "

"Definitely!"

Yang Biao nodded with extreme certainty: "I promise!"

"Haha!"

Cai Yong looked up to the sky and sighed, picked up the silk cloth next to him casually, and began to browse.

Above is a portrait of Hsmbo for 100 days.

It is Zhong Xuan who painted it himself, which is vivid.

Cai Yong couldn't help but gently caress the painting, as if he had touched Xinbao's soft skin.

"My granddaughter looks so cute, exactly like Yan'er when she was a child!"

"It's fatter than Yan'er when she was a child, look at this little face, chubby, little arms and hands, section by section!"

Yang Biao nodded: "Yes, it may be that Taishan's diet is better, I heard that even ordinary people can afford to eat fish, let alone Zhao Ji and Xinbao." "

Cai Yong nodded happily: "Yes, Taishan's diet is really good, Xin'er is in Taishan, I am relieved to be a grandfather, but I don't know when I will be able to see my granddaughter!"

Speaking of which.

Cai Yong couldn't help it, and two lines of tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

Yang Biao hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, uncle, we will come to Luoyang sooner or later, and you will be able to see Ling Yan sooner or later, as well as Xinbao and Jiaheng, you have to believe me!"

"Hmm!"

Cai Yong burst into tears and nodded: "How can I not believe Wen Xian!"

Yang Biao smiled indifferently: "For the sake of the Han family, let's work together!"

Cai Yong: "Don't worry, I will go all out!"

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink!"

“......"

"The bell and drum are not expensive enough, but I hope I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time!"

"The ancient sages were all lonely, only the drinker left his name!"

“......"

"Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. "

Tarzan.

State Pastoral Office.

In the House of Parliament.

Guo Jia held the silk cloth in his hand and kept reading it repeatedly.

As an alcoholic, he really likes this "Will Enter the Wine" too much.

He even said to Zhuge Jin next to him: "Ziyu, what am I talking about? In our Taishan, except for me and my lord, I don't know how to drink at all!"

"Haha!"

Zhuge Jin smiled and said: "Fengxiao, the lord understands wine, we all know it very well, otherwise it would be impossible to make drunken immortal wine, and I wrote this article "Will Enter Wine". "

"But what about you?"

"You said you know how to drink, so you should write a poem?"

This sentence came out, and it directly scared Guo Jiayi.

Guo Jia exhaled a long breath: "It's okay to write a poem, but I'm afraid I can't write a poem like the lord, and I still don't offer ugliness!"

"Hahaha!"

On the other side, Xun You looked up to the sky and said: "Oh, it turns out that you Guo Fengxiao also have times when you admit cowardice, in my impression, you never admit cowardice in terms of wine and women!"

"Why did you ...... this time?"

"Not this time!"

Guo Jia shook his head with a smile, not embarrassed at all: "The lord is brilliant, and I admire it so much, I Guo Jia solemnly said that in terms of wine, the lord is the first, and I Guo Jia is the second!"

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

"Report ~~~~"

At this moment, a long report sounded outside the hall.

An attendant broke in from the outside, holding a wooden box in his arms: "Sacrificial wine, this is today's information." "

Guo Jia snorted, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go down!"

The attendant bowed his hand: "No!"

Grunt!

Guo Jia took a sip of drunken immortal brew, sat in front of the case, and began to sort out the information.

Suddenly, a piece of information caught Guo Jia's attention.

This is intelligence from Langxi, Xuzhou.

It said.

As early as three months ago, Cao Song frequently sought medical treatment.

And according to the situation of the assassin's visit in Langyu.

Cao Song!

It seems to have an incurable disease.

Guo Jia frowned and fell into deep thought.

Don't......

Cao Cao is in frequent contact with Cao Song because of this?

On the face of it, this seems to be common sense.

But when you think about it, it's not that logic at all.

If you are worried about your father, you should take the initiative to visit, or take your father to Yuzhou and support him personally.

Could it be ......

Relying on a mouth to express filial piety?

Wrong!

This rhythm is obviously wrong!

Moreover, judging by the frequency.

During the time when Cao Song was ill, there was not much correspondence between them.

Frequent contact, that is, in recent times!

The timing doesn't coincide!

Filial piety!

But......

If the content of Cao Cao's letter is not filial piety, then what is?

Guo Jia pondered for a long time, but on the contrary, he was stunned and had no idea at all!

He suddenly remembered Han Yi.

Originally!

It was Han Yi who reminded him to pay attention to Lang Yu Cao Song.

Perhaps, the lord will have his own judgment on this information.

Come to think of it.

Guo Jia simply got up and walked straight in the direction of the inner house.

Turn the screen and walk through the corridor.

I saw Han Yi sitting in a rocking chair, making Xinbao happy.

"Lord ~~~"

"Lord ~~~"

Guo Jia hurriedly waved his hand and shouted.

Han Yi turned his head: "Fengxiao, why are you here? But is there something wrong?"

Guo Jiamu nodded and handed the information to Han Yi: "Lord, this is the news that has just been transmitted back from Langxi, Cao Song may have an incurable disease!"

"Incurable?"

Han Yi was taken aback and couldn't help but gasp!

Hiss~~~~

He suddenly remembered a scene from history.

The bullshit Zhang Min kills people and sells more!

Bullshit avenging his father!

It's all a conspiracy!

The pickled ugliness is really all very characterful.

Cao Teng dared to swing a knife from the palace!

Cao Song dared to exchange death for Xuzhou!

That Cao Cao......

is also an Oscar winner.

Dare to slaughter the people of Xuzhou for his own conspiracy!

"Lord, you are ......"

Guo Jia noticed that Han Yi's face changed suddenly, and hurriedly asked, "Did you see something?"

Han Yi let out a long sigh: "Fengxiao, you quickly send someone to collect all the information about Cao Song, if my guess is correct, they are plotting to exchange Cao Song's death for Xuzhou!"

Guo Jia was stunned: "Huh?"

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