Returning to the central military tent, Wang Yu lowered his body to salute, solemnly raised his fist to his head and said, "My child has something to ask of Uncle Cai."
"Although it's a bit inappropriate, and it's not in line with etiquette for you to come forward on your own, I can't blame you entirely for my father's negligence." Wang Kuangyu turned to his old friend with joy: "Brother Bozhe, what do you think?"
Although he was sick, his movements were not hindered. He was just exhausted due to worry. As long as someone supported him, he could move. At this time, he was in high spirits due to another happy event, and the pale color on his face gradually faded.
There's quite a bit more blush.
"Haha," Mr. Cai waved his hand and said with a gentle smile, "No problem, my dear nephew, just tell me."
He didn't care much about etiquette, and since his daughter's intention had not yet been completely determined, there might be some twists and turns. It would be best if Wang Yu, a junior, brought it up and reached an informal tacit understanding first.
In fact, looking at the two people talking happily, they seemed to get along quite well. This matter is probably no problem. Thinking of this, the smile on Mr. Cai's face became more kind.
Wang Yu was slightly stunned. The reactions of these two people seemed a bit abnormal.
"Well... my nephew is brave and wants to take Uncle Cai's ride to go to Jujube."
"Haha, my kind nephew... Huh? Sour dates?" Mr. Cai smiled and was about to agree, but found that he seemed to have misunderstood.
"Suan Zao? Yu'er, what are you talking about?" Wang Kuang was anxious, and regardless of his physical weakness, he stood up and scolded: "A good match is right in front of you, this is not what you think about day and night.
What? How... Even if you don’t hesitate to get lucky, who is your Uncle Cai? You, a junior, actually want to force people to go back and forth. This, this, is ridiculous, so ridiculous! "
Wang Kuang's words contained too much information, and Wang Yu was not very good at human relations, so he was a little confused. He basically didn't understand the fate, but he knew the identity of Uncle Cai.
I'm afraid it's quite remarkable.
After a slight pause to catch his breath, Wang Kuang continued: "You have also read books, so you should know the Xiping Stone Sutra in front of the Imperial College; you have also learned calligraphy, and you should have practiced Fei Bai Ti; if you know rituals and music, you should know it even more
The name of the 'Five Nongs'! Brother Bozhe was a great scholar in the world, and the princes still had to treat each other with courtesy, but he was as vulgar as the Dong thief. When he was in power, he did not forget to recruit people repeatedly, but you actually... Alas!"
No way, could it be him?
The great scholar Cai Yong!
Could it be that the beautiful woman who played the piano very well just now is the talented Cai Wenji?
Wang Yu is not very familiar with historical allusions, but he has read a lot of Three Kingdoms novels. He naturally knows about such famous figures as Cai Yan and his daughter.
No wonder everyone else respects Uncle Cai so much. When Han Hao fell out with his father, he didn't forget to apologize to him. Cai Yong is indeed a great scholar in the world, and he can be compared with only Ma Rong and Zheng Xuan.
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His father actually had a friendship with this person, and it seemed that the friendship was pretty good. This was really... Wang Yu looked at his father in surprise. As he got to know more about his father, he felt that his little dad was actually quite unusual.
, bringing him one surprise after another.
"It's all in the past. It's a public holiday. Why do you still think about it and brag about it in front of juniors? Aren't you afraid of making people laugh?"
Wang Yu was stunned, and Wang Kuang kept talking angrily, but Cai Yong laughed and joked nonchalantly: "I have been eating white rice in your camp for so long, so it is only right to help run a few steps. Anyway, Yu'er is doing it.
I'm afraid Dong Zhuo is still in a rage if he does something bad. If I send it to you by myself, I'm afraid this old bone will be in bad shape. It's better to avoid the limelight."
After thinking about it, he added: "Since Yu'er is fine, we can discuss the matter in the long run. Then it will all be... Ahem, why bother? Or, it's a business day for you.
Lin'er, you don't look down on me and want to try something else?"
"Brother Bozhe, look at your mouth. Does it still look like an elder..." Wang Kuang pointed at his old friend, dumbfounded.
Wang Kuang was anxious because he considered many factors, such as etiquette and respectability, the relationship between the two families, the help of an old friend's reputation to his son, the rare gift of a talented and beautiful niece, and so on. Generally speaking, his mentality is the same as
Those parents in later generations who worry about their children's marriage are almost the same, and they wish they could take their own lives.
If the niece hadn't been so outstanding, he wouldn't have felt ashamed and took the initiative to break off the engagement. It was normal to worry about gains and losses at this time. Seeing that his old friend didn't take it seriously, Lao Wang Kuang breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them were having a heated conversation, but Wang Yu on the other side was a little confused.
what's the situation?
Is this... an arranged marriage? Should I express my opinion? However, even though I have been married for two lifetimes, I have never experienced this kind of thing. I have no experience.
The missions that agents perform are extremely secretive and extremely threatening. It is impossible to have too many concerns. Therefore, if an average agent wants to get married, he has to wait until he retires and completely breaks away from his former identity.
As for physiological needs... Anyone who has watched movies knows that agents never need to worry about such things. Of course, the process may not be as romantic as that of Mr. Bond, because Wang Yu's time has always been precious and he has no time to do it.
Those tidbits are straight to the point and straight to the point, which is his style.
Although this looming marriage came out of the blue, Wang Yu would not be entangled by it. He would just marry him. This was the Han Dynasty and there was no marriage law.
However, he hesitated a little when he thought of the beauty he had just met, who was as beautiful as an elf in the empty valley. If such a strange woman, who is as beautiful as heaven and earth, was treated the same way as in her previous life, it would feel like a waste of natural resources.
Let's try another romance routine. I don't know how to do it. Well, the army doesn't teach this...
Wang Yu felt a little worried and remained silent for a while.
Wang Kuang was frightened by him, fearing that he would say something inappropriate again. He thought that his old friend would not be able to make the trip before the battle was over anyway, so he should really think about it in the long run.
"Yu'er, since you're injured, you'd better go back and take good care of yourself. Tomorrow's competition... well, don't take it too seriously. Captain Fang is a famous general, and he's still in his prime, so you're inferior.
It’s normal. In recent years, as a father, I have often felt mentally and physically exhausted. The affairs of the Wang family and King Qin’s ambition to save the country were originally left in your hands..."
Wang Kuang said these words from the bottom of his heart, and spoke with sincerity. Cai Yong nodded repeatedly, and Wang Yu felt warm in his heart. This was a feeling he had never experienced in his previous life, connected by blood and deep love.
"Father, if your child knows this, he will think twice before doing anything."
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It's late at night and no one sleeps.
A guqin is placed horizontally on the table. The body of the qin is black and has scorch marks on the end. It looks a bit out of place. However, when a white jade-like palm gently spreads its five fingers, it plucks the strings like running water.
At that time, the pleasant notes were enough to make even those who were not familiar with the rhythm become intoxicated.
The qin is a good qin, and the luthier is also a national player.
"Father, do you want to ask your daughter what she said when she met with the prince during the day?" The music faded, and an equally pleasant voice replaced the sound of the piano.
"Well..." Cai Yong was slightly embarrassed.
His old wife had passed away during the wandering days after he was relegated. Although he and his daughter depended on each other and spent a lot of time together, there was nothing they could do about her. Just like now, he originally wanted to mix sensitive topics
I said it in casual conversation, but before it even got to the topic, my daughter said it out loud, and the initiative in the topic just changed hands.
Knowing that his daughter was intelligent and had a gentle temperament, Cai Yong went straight to the point and told the story of the relationship between the Cai and Wang families in detail, as well as everything that had happened in the past few days. Finally, he asked: "Yan'er,
It’s a lifelong matter, what do you think?”
With his eyes flowing, as bright as stars, Cai Yan's eyes finally left Jiao Weiqin and turned to his father: "According to my father, you had clearly mentioned this matter in the Zhongjun tent just now... My daughter wants to know,
What does Prince Wang think?"
"He..." Cai Yong has a big head.
The daughter did not show clear rejection, but showed great interest, which is a good sign. However, there seems to be some other mystery here... The daughter's heart is like a needle in the sea. Although the old man is well versed in classics and history, and has learned a lot about ancient and modern times, he still feels...
I can't tell my daughter's thoughts.
And that prince... Cai Yong smiled bitterly to himself. From this aspect, he and Gongjie really had the same problem.
"He didn't express his position clearly. He seemed a little shy. Well, he probably didn't mean to refuse..." Cai Yong began to think hard to say nice things. In fact, after he hinted, Wang Kuang changed the subject. The look on Wang Yu's face
His expression showed no signs of carefulness at all, and his guesses were all based on imagination.
"Yu'er is not only brave, but also talented and knowledgeable. What his father recited is already very meaningful. He even picked up a name of his own, called Pengju."
"Feathers become wings, fluttering high, Kun fish turns into a roc, soaring thousands of miles..." The red lips opened slightly, and the voice was faint: "If you don't sing, it will be a blockbuster. It is indeed very artistic, and it is also in line with the life of the prince.
However... what fills it is still the heroic ambition of a man, but under the wings of Kunpeng, is there a place for sparrows to live in peace?"
"..." Cai Yong couldn't answer.
In troubled times, a warrior is in charge of the country. He understands this truth himself, but how can he explain it to his daughter? What his daughter longs for is the harmony of the music of the piano and the harp, and what Wang Yu can bring is probably the surprise of the iron horse.
Damn, how can he force himself?
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any words to say. In the end, he could only sigh and leave helplessly.
Just as he walked out of the tent, he heard the sound of the piano playing again in the tent. Cai Yong shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was a pity that a good marriage was missed.
However, after taking another two steps, he suddenly felt something in his heart, this music... wasn't right!
Cai Yong is famous for his literary music, and he thinks that he knows everything about music in the world. However, when he heard this piece now, he had no impression at all. The style of music is very different from what is popular in the world, and it is also different from the ancient style.
It seems to be adapted from a country slang song.
These are not the most important. The key point is that the artistic conception in this song is very different from the five movements he created: "Outing in Spring", "Lushui", "Sitting in Peace", "Sitting in Sorrow" and "Autumn Thoughts", but there is something golden about it.
Ge Tiema, the flavor of fierce battle on the battlefield is in it.
Cai Yong knew the elegant meaning of the stringed song after hearing it, and his ability to debate music was also unparalleled in the world. He stopped to listen, and soon he was whispering in his mouth: "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, but the times are not good. The glory will not fade away, the glory will not fade away."
But what can you do, Yu Xi, Yu Xi, what can you do..."
When he opened his eyes, the old man's face was no longer as depressed as before, but full of energy: "Yan'er, this time, you can't hide it from your father after all... Haha, what a Wang Pengju, what an ambush from all sides!"
Waving his sleeves, Cai Yong walked away with a long smile.
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