When they heard Song Xin asked for paper and pen, everyone looked understanding, "Yeah, won't you know by looking at the handwriting?"

Lu Junqin didn't seem worried, and still had a confident look on his face. He was so smart, how could he not have thought of this. "Hey, is that all you have?" He sneered in his heart.

Waiting for the pen and paper to come up, Song Xin took a pen, dipped it in ink, handed it to Cheng Wu who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "General Cheng, can you write?"

"Write?" Cheng Wu also thought that Song Xin wanted him to write a few words and compare the handwriting. But at this time, Song Xin walked up to Chen Jiao, bowed first, and then said: "Mr. Ji Bi, can you read this letter to me?"

Is General Cheng listening?"

"Read?" Chen Jiao narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cheng Wu. He seemed to have guessed it roughly, and said with a smile: "Of course it is possible."

Song Xin turned to Cheng Wu and said, "General, how about you write down whatever Mr. Ji Bi reads later?"

"Write...write it down?" Cheng Wu held the pen, puzzled.

Cao Ren understood a little at this time, "Come, get a table for Cheng Wu."

Then Chen Jiao took the letter and began to read it. He read it very slowly.

"Cheng Wu, the Jiangling general, submitted a letter of surrender to the governor of the Zhou Dynasty. He has served Cao Cao for many years, but he did not expect Cao Cao to act unethically, control the government, bring trouble to the government, and abandon it to heaven. Although Wu followed Cao when he was young, he still despised it.

He committed evil deeds and massacred the people, which is not tolerated by heaven. Now he has brought together a ragtag army, armed with false orders, to go to war indiscriminately, harassing living beings, and although he may win by chance, he cannot escape a humiliating defeat."

"Lord Chang Shi, stop reading!" At this time, some people could no longer listen. Cheng Wu stared angrily at Cheng Wu who was writing on the ground, and began to regret why he knelt down to plead for him just now. He wished he could draw his sword now.

Kill Cheng Wu, a villain who only seeks glory from his sellers.

Cheng Wu was trembling on the ground. His whole body was covered in sweat, soaking his back. Sweat and tears dripped on the paper, soaking several words. It felt like a public execution. He went to the battlefield to kill people.

At that time, he had never been so scared when facing a huge enemy army. But now, this letter of surrender made him almost incontinent.

Song Xin stepped forward and said softly: "General Cheng, don't panic, just keep writing."

"I...I can't write anymore...General, please kill me." Cheng Wu burst into tears.

Song Xin glanced at Lu Junqin out of the corner of his eye and saw that his face was slightly pale. It seemed that this person had probably guessed his intention.

Chen Jiao asked Cao Ren: "General, do you still want to read?"

Cao Ren smiled and said: "Sir, continue. Cheng Wu, write carefully for me and don't miss a word! If you miss one word, I will beat you with ten army sticks."

Cheng Wu felt exhausted like never before. It was as if he had rushed into the enemy's formation more than a dozen times without feeling this tired.

At this time, Chen Jiao continued to read: "Jinren and other thieves have seized Jiangling and blocked the governor's troops from punishing the people. They are really just shaking the tree and not knowing their own capabilities. Wu Te revised the letter of surrender and is willing to offer Cao Ren's head to the governor.

Under the account, I sincerely learn from my foolishness, tolerate my mistakes, and start the road to renewal."

After reading the letter, many generals had expressions of surprise on their faces, not because Cheng Wu wanted to kill Cao Ren and take his leader to reward him. But they were surprised that Cheng Wu had such literary talent...

Song

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Xin walked to Cheng Wu, leaned over and asked, "General Cheng, have you finished writing?"

Cheng Wu knelt down with a bang, "General, please kill Cheng Wu..."

Song Xin brought the letter written by Cheng Wu to Cao Ren. Cao Ren took it and looked at it, holding his stomach and laughing. Then he handed the letter to Chen Jiao, who looked up and laughed as well.

.Leaving a confused Cheng Wu and a reluctant Lu Junqin.

Chen Jiao asked Cheng Wudao: "General Cheng, do you know the meaning of 'examine the stupid and forgive them for their mistakes'?"

Cheng Wu looked confused and shook his head.

Everyone looked puzzled, and Cao Ren said with tears in his eyes: "I say Cheng Wu, you should read more and write more in the future. Look at what you wrote in this letter..."

After everyone read it, they burst into laughter. The letter written by Cheng Wu was not only full of typos, but also had many empty spaces for those who couldn't write...

Niu Jin took the letter, patted Cheng Wu on the back, and knocked loudly, "Old Niu was surprised how you could write such elegant words. It turns out you didn't write it at all."

Cheng Wu was still struggling with the matter of being punished by military law for not being able to write. He kept his head down and did not dare to speak. Cao Ren said: "Okay, Cheng Wu, I will absolve you of any guilt."

At this time, Lu Jun, who was kneeling beside him, had a deathly expression on his face. He never thought that Cheng Wu was a man who didn't read much. How could he write such a letter? He knew the handwriting was right, so he imitated Cheng Wu's letter carefully.

Report, but did not expect the information Song Xin had just captured so keenly.

When he was fourteen or five years old, he followed Cao Ren to fight. If he had enough time to read and write, it would be good if he could write a report on the battle. Cheng Wu had never heard of the phrase "sincerely detecting stupidity and humiliating people to correct their mistakes", let alone

Said and written.

Song Xin pointed at these bamboo tubes and said: "General, you see that these bamboo tubes are all of the same style, and the silk and silk papers inside are all about the same size. I am afraid that they are all written by Mr. Lu himself, and he wants to carry out counter-intuitive schemes."

He walked up to Lu Junqin, leaned down and stared at his face and said, "Mr. Lu, your ability to imitate handwriting really impresses me."

Cao Ren took the letter, waved it in front of Lu Junqin, and said mockingly: "What is this called? A hundred secrets and a sparseness? Do you still want to use a counter-intuitive trick to make me cut off my limbs before leaving?"

Lu Junqin did not expect that the counter-intentional plan he had planned for a long time would cause Song Xin to fail in just one dictation test. At this time, Song Xin could only thank his former class teacher for Chen Wu and the others. The ancient Chinese dictation test that year failed, but Song Xin failed.

Xin is in excruciating pain...

If this Cheng Wu was a good student who only loved studying and didn't like killing people, he would most likely lose his life here today. Sometimes, being educated is scary...

"Left and right, take Lu Junqin to the prison. Zhao Da, please give me a good life to serve Mr. Lu. After you finish asking, hang the owl's head on the top of the city for Zhou Yu to take a good look at."

Zhao Da naturally knew what it meant, smiled understandingly, bowed, and called for someone to take Lu Jun into custody.

Cao Ren walked to the pile of bamboo tubes, took a torch, and burned the bamboo tubes.

At this time, Cheng Wu walked up to Song Xin and said with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you so much, brother Song Xin, Cheng Wu will never forget..."

"Hey, Cheng Wu, you are so lazy and forgetful of four characters, can you write it?" Niu

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Jin joked behind him, and there was another burst of laughter. Cheng Wu instantly blushed to the roots of his ears.

"Bah, I can't write it, can you?"

"Actually, I can't write it either, haha." Song Xin said immediately.

When everyone heard this, they burst into even louder laughter.

That night, Cao Ren hosted a banquet in honor of everyone, especially Song Xin. Cao Ren even asked him to sit next to him to show his respect.

Song Xin felt an unprecedented feeling, the feeling of blending into a collective and a group of people.

"General, I have an agreement with Brother Wei. Now that cousin Song Ya has recovered, Song Xin requests to return to Xiangyang."

When Cao Ren and others heard that he was leaving, they all expressed regret. But they did not want Song Xin to stay in the dangerous city.

"In this case, I won't persuade Cao to stay. I will write a letter tonight and ask my little brother to bring it to the Prime Minister."

At this time, Chen Jiao stood up and said, "Well, I also have a letter, and I would like to entrust Song Xin to bring it to the Prime Minister."

When Song Xin heard this, he wanted to be a courier on his return trip, but he readily agreed.

Early the next morning, Song Ya's wounds had basically healed and he was able to ride a horse.

The two went to the general's mansion to meet Cao Ren and bid him farewell.

Niu Jin was naturally very reluctant to let go, and wanted to keep the two of them in his account. However, he had no choice but to let Wei Tong go back. He had prepared two fast horses and some luggage for the two of them.

"Brother Song, I, Niu Jin, will definitely have a good drink with me until the war ends in the future. You won't be able to do anything wrong then."

Niu Jin held the horse for Song Xin, patted the horse's back with a smile, and handed the reins to Song Xin with his big hands, with a hint of reluctance in his words.

"Don't worry, General Niu. When our army returns home in triumph in the future, Song Xin will definitely be waiting for you with a glass of wine." Song Xin took the reins and bowed deeply.

"You two, this is a letter from General Zixiao and me. I hope you two will bring the letter to meet the Prime Minister. I'm afraid there may be enemy troops on the way back. You two must be careful." Chen Jiao handed two letters to Song Dynasty.

Xin two people.

"Yes, sir, please rest assured, we will definitely deliver the letter." Song Ya bowed respectfully and took the letter.

Cheng Wu came over, gave a big salute to Song Xin, and said: "If it weren't for my little brother last night, Cheng Wu wouldn't be able to see the sun today. Cheng Wu has nothing to repay. Only this treasured old wine can practice it for you..."

"

"Hey, Cheng Wu, didn't you say you've finished the wine?" Niu Jin suddenly said in a loud voice. Cheng Wu didn't say anything, but just glared at him and stuffed the cowhide wine bag to Song Xin.

"Don't worry, General Niu. Song Xin will definitely get some good wine for you in the future."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Song Xin and Song Ya bowed to several people, got on their horses, and the soldiers opened the city gate and let them out.

When they left the city, the soldiers who opened the door saluted the two of them and sent them off.

Niu Jin and others climbed up the tower and looked at the two people leaving with a bit of reluctance in their eyes, not knowing when they would see each other again.

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