Seeing that Hao Dadao was in such a bad state, Hao Niang, as her daughter, hurriedly handed over her face.
Hao Dadao saw Wei Cheng and after rejecting his daughter's kindness, he gave Wei Cheng a respectful clasped fist salute.
Wei Cheng asked: "Is something wrong?"
Hao Dadao nodded and took out a piece of folded silk cloth from his arms.
Wei Cheng frowned slightly, took the silk cloth and looked at it, and found that it was full of words.
Hao Dadao glanced at Aning, who was eating noodles, and whispered: "Mr. Zhang asked me to give this to you. He specifically asked me to hand it over to you today."
Wei Cheng was startled when he heard this, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
After Hao Dadao handed the silk cloth to him, he took two steps back, bowed again, and left.
However, before leaving, she didn't forget to take a look at the noodles in Hao Niang's hand. Her throat twitched unconsciously, probably because she was greedy.
Wei Cheng looked at the silk cloth in his hand, and then looked at Aning aside.
At this time, Aning happened to raise his head to look at him. Wei Cheng smiled at the little girl, put the silk cloth into his arms, then walked over with a clay pot filled with juice, and poured a large bowl for the little girl.
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As expected, the sweet, peach-flavored juice immediately captured the girl's heart.
Wei Teng put the pottery pot on the table and signaled Hao Niang and Xiao'e to pour it themselves. He returned to the room and checked the message Zhang Zhongjing had left for him.
The silk cloth is not big, just about the size of two pieces of A4 paper when spread out. There are about a hundred words written densely on it. The writing pen should be a tree branch, and the 'ink' used seems to be the juice of some kind of herbal medicine.
Wei Cheng smelled it and felt that it was very similar to madder, which is also known as blood-seeking sorrow. Of course, now is not the time to dwell on this. Wei Cheng focused on the characters on the silk cloth, which were standard traditional official script and were regarded as the official script of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
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Zhang Zhongjing first apologized, mentioned Wei Cheng's upright and calm conduct, and felt that leaving Aning to Wei Cheng was the best choice. He also explained that he still had unfulfilled wishes and planned to fulfill his ambitions in his lifetime.
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There was no emotion or joy in Wei Cheng's expression, but she was a little uncomfortable with Zhang Zhongjing leaving without saying goodbye.
Of course, he was not disgusted with Zhang Zhongjing's approach of leaving Aning in his care. Aning was a sensible child who deserved everyone's love. The only drawback was that this girl liked drinking. Minors were not allowed to drink, so they had to change.
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However, what troubles Wei Cheng most now is whether he should inform Xiao Aning about Zhang Zhongjing's departure?
After thinking about it for a long time, Wei Cheng was not sure what to do. Little Aning's shout came from the door.
"Brother Wei, your face has turned into a big lump."
Hearing the little girl's innocent cry, Wei Cheng smiled knowingly and decided not to tell her yet. When she remembered it one day, he could find an excuse to make it go away.
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Chenliu County, Cai family.
It has been three days since Cai Yan returned home. Her parents complained a lot, but they could not ignore her.
On this day, Mr. Cai welcomed two distinguished guests.
Half a month ago, Bingzhou Mu Dong Zhuo was privately recruited by General He Jin and Sili Colonel Yuan Shao, and led his troops to Beijing. When he reached Hedong County, he hesitated, so he stationed troops halfway, and he came with his friends.
Chenliu County explores old friends.
Dong Zhuo and Cai Yong were old friends. They once drank a glass of wine and sang a song together.
In his early years, Cai Yong was framed by the great craftsman Yang Qiu and had to live in exile. At that time, he fled to the Qiang land and met Dong Zhuo, who was still in his early days.
When he was young, Dong Zhuo had a reputation as a knight and was very hospitable. He respected Cai Yong as a person and took Cai Yong in for a long time. The two formed a deep friendship.
When old friends meet, neither of them is very sad.
Although Cai Yong no longer has to hide in Tibet, his life is not very easy. At most, he comes from a scholarly family. His family is extremely poor, and the only valuable thing is the collection of books in that room.
Dong Zhuo is now the shepherd of Bingzhou, and he is the shepherd of a state on behalf of the emperor. His status is not what it used to be. However, when he met Cai Yong, he still greeted Cai Yong politely and never showed any slightness.
In the hall, the fragrance was boiling, and the three of them sat facing each other.
Dong Zhuo's tired look was clearly visible on his face. Cai Yong seemed to have heard about it, so he could only advise: "The situation in the DPRK has become increasingly chaotic. Zhong Ying's visit to the capital this time may be bad, but if he does not enter the capital, how can he be held accountable in the future?
, which is also difficult.”
Dong Zhuo reluctantly responded: "What Bo Zhe said is very true. However, I come from a rough background. He Jin and Yuan Shao both came from scholar-bureaucrats. If I don't respect orders, I am afraid that I will end up as a shepherd in this state."
Cai Yong felt sorry for him. He was also a scholar-bureaucrat, but he still couldn't fight against the intrigues in the court, let alone Dong Zhuo. At this time, he felt the same way and could only sigh.
The man sitting next to Dong Zhuo frowned and said: "Sir, you are exaggerating. There is no one in the Han Dynasty army who can fight. Otherwise, He Jin would not force Brother Dong to come to the capital. In my opinion, we should ignore them."
Wouldn’t it be painful to continue going back to the grassland to drink and have fun?”
Cai Yong's expression changed slightly. No matter how unbearable the Han Dynasty was, it's not your turn as a Huns to judge.
Dong Zhuo also felt the change in Cai Yong, so he hurriedly said: "King Zuo Xian doesn't know something. Our territory of the Han Dynasty is boundless, and our army has no less than one million. It's not because of how brave our Liangzhou soldiers are, but because there are no people."
Willing to listen to He Jin and Yuan Shao."
At this point, he sighed again and laughed at himself: "Zhuo was from a humble background. If he didn't obey, my five thousand brothers would be in trouble. So it's not that our army is brave and capable, but the struggle between the scholar-bureaucrats is too fierce.
Zhuo is just a disaster."
"What is disaster in the pond?" King Zuoxian of the Xiongnu asked curiously.
""Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals·Bi Ji": Song Huan Sima had a pearl, which he wanted to pay for his sins and escape. The king sent people to ask where the pearl was, and said: "Put it in the pond." So he drained the pond and searched for it, but couldn't find it, and the fish died.
This statement refers to the coexistence of misfortunes and blessings. Later generations added it and evolved into "a fire at the city gate affects the fish in the pond."
As soon as King Zuo Xian finished speaking, a woman's voice came from the study next door.
The three of them followed the sound and saw a girl sitting on a soft couch behind the door curtain, holding "Spring and Autumn" in her hand and reading to herself, as if the words just now did not come from her mouth, but the sound of nature.
King Zuoxian of the Xiongnu's eyes lit up. He had only seen such a woman in his life, and he was so fascinated by her for a moment.
Seeing this, Dong Zhuo hurriedly patted his thigh, raised his head and said with a smile: "It turns out that Yan'er has returned to her parents' home. She came in a hurry. If I had known you were at home, I should have brought you some ancient bamboo slips.
A group of tomb robbers were caught a few days ago and a lot of precious ancient books were seized."
Cai Yan, who was reading with his head down, slowly raised his head, and his delicate face flashed through the door curtain, which made King Zuoxian of the Xiongnu go dry.
Dong Zhuo was much calmer and said: "Should I have someone bring it to you later, or should I send it to the Wei family?"
Cai Yan frowned slightly when he heard the word Wei.
Cai Yong, on the other hand, said hurriedly: "Send it to the Wei family. Now Yan'er is a member of the Wei family, and my virtuous son-in-law is one of the best young geniuses in Hedong. If Zhong Ying is free, I would like to ask you a favor.
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Dong Zhuo clasped his fists and said, "My uncle's words are serious. No matter what happens, just tell Dong Zhuo."