Wang Yun was silent for a long time and then said: "I have indeed transported all the collections in Lantai and Shishi to this place, but I have not yet reported to collect other books."
He hesitated as he spoke, already knowing that Huang Xuan wanted these classics, but he was unwilling to speak first.
Come to think of it, the collection of other classics of the Han Dynasty happened after Master Situ killed Dong Zhuo and came to power. Huang Xuan snorted disdainfully. He believed that compared to the central power of the Han Dynasty, Wang Yun and others knew how to choose. Lord Situ was not the only one who resisted Dong Zhuo. Behind him was the entire Eastern Han gentry class. Therefore, Huang Xuan was not even prepared to give Wang Yun a reason to bargain, but said directly: "Master, are you willing to part with me?"
Wang Yun remained silent, but there was no violent reaction to Huang Xuan's direct address, which actually speaks volumes. Confucian scholars in the Han Dynasty were already very proud, and their cousins connoted closeness and superiority. Therefore, Wang Yun could call Huang Xuan and Lv Bu's cousins closer to each other, but Lv Bu would never call Wang Yun's cousins. Huang Xuan's title was already beyond the reach of warriors and Confucian scholars.
Huang Xuan chuckled lightly, imitating Lu Bu's example, and drank the water wine by himself. The yellow rice wine at this time had a very low alcohol content, a slightly sweet taste, and was quite refreshing.
Wang Yun looked at Huang Xuan for a moment and said: "Yun Ke agrees to provide disaster relief. After making a copy, I will give the original copy to you." Among the collected classics, many were unique to the Han Dynasty. Since he collected them , naturally understand the value.
Huang Xuan simply shook his head. When it came to transcribing, he could do it thousands of times faster than human effort, but doing so would obviously have no benefit in obtaining the energy of the buffer zone. Besides, he couldn't bear to wait here, so he said: " Within a few days, as long as General Fengxian takes Dong Zhuo to an open place, I can shoot the thief. How long will it take Master Situ to transcribe the classics? "
Wang Yun was stunned for a moment, then Huang Xuan said again: "Master Situ, could it be that you can't even agree to such a request?"
Lu Bu was also a little moved at this time. He had always been squeezed out by the Liangzhou generals, and the royalist line had all the capable generals in the local area. As long as Dong Zhuo was killed, he would be the general who did his duty and no one could take away his power. Seeing that Wang Yun couldn't make up his mind, he couldn't help knocking the wine cup on the coffee table, making fists with both hands and placing them on his knees.
"Hey..." Wang Yun sighed and said, "I hope the disaster relief company will carefully protect these classics."
In this way, it is considered settled. Huang Xuan couldn't hide his smile and said, "Don't worry, sir." However, he would not provoke Wang Yun by calling him by his nickname this time.
After that, he turned to Lu Bu and said: "First of all, we must control the officers and soldiers in the city. After the completion of the matter, all the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty will be controlled by the general." Liangzhou soldiers were not stationed in Chang'an. To a certain extent, Chang'an Still under the control of Han Ting.
The temptation of being the leader of the National Military Commission has naturally been lingering in Lu Bu's heart, who is eager for quick success and quick gain. Speaking of which, there are countless cases of subordinates and superiors snatching wives and concubines, but not many of them provoked resistance in the end. Cao Cao snatched Zhang Xiu's sister-in-law, and Lu Bu had a hobby of snatching wives from subordinates. Apart from these few negative examples In addition, there are many successful people. Therefore, it is true that Lu Bu was rebellious. He killed Ding Yuan for the sake of his future, and killing Dong Zhuo was no exception. The same was true for later turning against Liu Bei.
Lu Bu took another two sips of Jijijiu and stared at Huang Xuan for a long time. Finally, he nodded heavily and said, "You are indeed a heroic boy in disaster relief. I'll just sit down and wait for the good news." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to shake Huang Xuan's hand.
The two shook hands, but they unknowingly plucked Wang Yun's string. He gave a long laugh and said, "Come here, kid."
Lu Bu looked at the screen in bewilderment, and was immediately shocked. Dian Wei Xun Sheng, who was holding a sniper rifle and looking left and right, looked at him with a startled look on his face, and his surprise was beyond words.
Huang Xuan's heart trembled, and he quickly looked back, only to see a young girl slowly walking out, softly pushing open the screen, dressed in purple clothes, with a regular double-butterfly embroidered skirt covering her slim waist, slightly He lowered his head and sat elegantly on the table. Except for his black hair, his skin was as white as snow, even worse than the screen beside him.
Wang Yun smiled proudly again and said: "My little girl Diao Chan. Yun Meng and Feng Xian are in love as close relatives, so I asked her to meet you two."
"This is Diao Chan! This is Diao Chan..." Huang Xuan was already shouting in his heart. He looked more closely at the small section of the girl's neck that was exposed when she saluted. He felt that the girl's length was graceful and her skin was as thick as gel. He unconsciously stepped forward. Tilted up.
It seemed that Wang Yun wanted Lu Bu to see Diao Chan at today's banquet, and today was probably the beginning of the series of plots. It was just because of Huang Xuan's appearance that things changed a little bit.
Among the people at the banquet, Wang Yunwu was drinking by himself and observing everyone's expressions. Dian Wei was the first to put away his surprised expression and held a sniper rifle in his arms, looking as usual; Lu Bu took a sip of wine and lowered his gaze; only Huang Xuan, He looked at each other intently, not wanting to miss anything.
"Diao Chan worships all the lords." The words were spoken like pearls, and the voice was soft and clear. Huang Xuan only felt that it was more beautiful than any French song, and even more moving than the voice of the water god Galadia.
Comparing it like this, Huang Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon. Rong Yao Qiu Ju..." But it is the Luo Shen Fu that he has memorized very well.
Cao Zhi is just 18 years old now and is still learning to speak. This gentleman, who is said to be extremely talented, has a wide range of interests, and his poems and poems have been repeatedly praised as immortal. However, in terms of his reputation, his seven-step poems and Luo Shen Fu are the most famous.
The former dominates with its legendary color, while the latter can be said to be the best hymn in the Chinese-speaking world. For the literati in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the value of this poem is equivalent to Li Bai's "Bringing in the Wine", Du Fu's "Ascend the High", "When Will the Bright Moon Come" by Su Shi and "Slow Voice" by Li Qingzhao. To put it crudely, "Luo Shen Fu" is the battle poem among poems, the battleship among battleships, and the Bill Gates among the rich.
Compared with modern poetry, the biggest feature of poetry is that it is suitable for singing, and the rhyming tone makes people passionate. "Luo Shen Fu" was recited by Huang Xuan repeatedly. He didn't care how the ancients used the stanzas to express the poem, and he sang it on his own. , had already stood up, and when he said: "Lingbo steps slightly, socks are dusty. Movement is unpredictable, if it is dangerous, if it is safe", not only Wang Yun, but even Diao Chan, who was sitting reservedly, couldn't help it anymore and raised his head. Come.
At that moment, Huang Xuan was suddenly stunned. He felt that the face was so beautiful that it could not be looked at. He also felt that under the water light, there was a divine light. Looking at her kneeling down again, her figure is still graceful, and her body is like a mist between movements and stillness.
Seeing this, Huang Xuan could no longer sing the poem in his mouth, and Diao Chan couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.
In an instant, that beautiful face shone brightly, and even Wang Yun, who was also immersed in the poem, couldn't help but move his body. As for Lu Bu and Dian Wei, it goes without saying.
Huang Xuan immediately shouted in his heart, "It's her, it's her." He couldn't bear to let the beauty wait for a long time, so he immediately continued: "It's difficult to go through difficult times, and if you go, you will come back again. Turning around, the essence flows, and the jade face is smooth. Containing words. Before vomiting, the breath is like orchid..."
At this time, all his emotions were focused on Diao Chan, and his singing became even more chaotic. Diaochan Bingxue is smart, she lowers her head as if naturally, savoring the charm of the poem. Only Huang Xuan is left, her mind is divided into three parts, singing the poem and beating the beat, and she can't help but look at the willow waist and slender shoulders. Wander.
Well, everyone has their own thoughts. Huang Xuan looked at Diao Chan intently, but he could only see her eyebrows furrowing slightly, and her long eyelashes trembling slightly as if she was in a false sleep.
Wang Yun, who was still carefully appreciating the poems, responded the fastest and said with a hearty smile: "A masterpiece of disaster relief, comparable to Sima Xiangru."
Before Cao Zhi came to the world, Sima Xiangru was the first poet. Wang Yun, a member of the gentry, commented that even if Huang Xuan lived here for a long time, this comment alone would be enough to have a worry-free life, just like the sentence "Wang Zuo" "The talent" sent Wang Yun to Luoyang.
Huang Xuan looked at Diao Chan, and saw her slender and well-proportioned figure bowing, and said with great grace: "I think the young master should be the Sima Xiangru of this world." The thin smile at the corner of his mouth was like the moon breaking through the dark clouds, letting the People are so infatuated that they forget their gods. No wonder Wang Yun praised it as the "closed moon".
For Huang Xuan, two compliments were not as good as the young girl's smile, but he wanted to say, "You should be Zhuo Wenjun in this world", but he was afraid of offending the beauty, so he suddenly became a little nervous and forgot to put the bamboo joint away. Return to a few places.
Lu Bu was jealous and said calmly: "I didn't expect that Huang Zhuangshi was capable of both civil and military skills."
He mentioned the word "strong man" again, but Huang Xuan was shocked and woke up: he was not the one who wrote this poem, but the unlucky Cao Zhi. He was not a Sima Xiangru in this world, but just one of the lucky ones in future generations. Son.
Young people are always susceptible to the influence of others, and it is easier to get into trouble. At this time, he thought even more radically: What Diao Chan was laughing at was the beautiful poem, and what she was laughing at was her own artificiality and inappropriate singing. Maybe she was still there. Laugh at your own ignorance.
For a moment, Huang Xuan thought so far that he could no longer sit down. He straightened up and said, "Master Situ, I have something to do. Let's go ahead and discuss the matter according to what I just said."
Before anyone could answer, Huang Xuan stood up, grabbed his sniper rifle, and whispered to Dian Wei, "Let's go."
Wang Yun nodded and smiled, but he didn't know why he was laughing.
Diao Chan raised her head slightly, her eyes seeming to be rippling in a pool of autumn water. (To be continued)