The way the ancients named streets and lanes was usually intuitive. There were big families named Li living on the streets, so they were called Lijia Lane; there were often guards in black on the streets, so they were called Wuyi Lanes. The purpose of Xun Yu
The biggest feature of Qingmei Lane, Qingmei Lane, is just a few plum trees at the entrance of the lane.
It was the middle of winter, so naturally there were no plum trees with abundant fruits and lush foliage to match the scene. However, when Xun Yu's horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of a certain house, he still felt a sense of tranquility and elegance.
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Before you even enter the door, you can smell the refreshing fragrance coming from the courtyard. If you listen carefully, you won't hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music, but you can still hear the vague sound of boiling water, but there is nothing tacky about the chef.
Xun Yu waved his hand to the coachman and signaled him to wait far outside the door. He straightened his clothes and pushed the door open without knocking. Judging from his smooth movements, he seemed to have known for a long time that the door was only ajar.
Chat like waiting for guests.
Not far away, Xun Yu suddenly raised his voice and laughed loudly and said: "I wonder which scholar in the hall could arouse Feng Xiao to be so interested in making tea and offering a cup of tea with his own hands? Xun Yu is not talented, so he is stingy to see him."
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A clear voice came from the hall, and he replied leisurely: "The so-called mountain is not a mountain. Jia originally thought that this was just referring to those fools, but he didn't expect that Brother Wen Ruo was also confused by common things, and even became confused and confused.
I lost Linghui and wasted my brother's kindness in entertaining guests. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
"Huh?" Xun Yu was slightly startled.
The Xun family in Yingchuan is a century-old family. His grandfather Xun Shu was well-known in the world and was known as the God King. There were countless officials in the family. The world-famous Yingchuan Academy was rebuilt from a separate courtyard of the Xun family.
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Because of this origin, although the Xun family is not as prominent and ambitious as the Yuan family of the Fourth Generation and Three Dukes, the descendants of the Xun family all have extensive contacts and connections all over the world, and Xun Yu is the leader among them.
Guo Jia was a noble man and did not bother to visit celebrities and attend scholar gatherings to make his name like ordinary scholars. Therefore, although his talent was high, his reputation was not obvious, and his character was unknown to others.
But to Xun Yu, these are not secrets. He is very aware of Guo Jia's hobbies and habits. This young man has been in poor health since childhood, but he likes to stay up all night reading or talking. Due to his health, he cannot drink alcohol, so
It can only be replaced by tea.
He smelled the fragrance outside the hospital, and through Cao Jun's intelligence system, he learned that there were some mysterious visitors operating in the city, so he told him that Guo Jia was entertaining some uninvited guest, but he didn't want to
The other party denied it flatly and said bluntly: He was waiting for me at an empty table...
Although Xun Yu always had the ability to change things, he didn't know how to answer the question for a while.
"It's great to have friends from far away. Why is Brother Wen Ruo so hesitant to come in? Is it because he thinks that this humble room is too simple to entertain distinguished guests?" Guo Jia's tone was steady and his attitude was calm. Guo Jia in the hall seemed completely unfazed.
As if he was aware of Xun Yu's embarrassment, he just stayed away indifferently.
"That's annoying." Xun Yu walked into the hall and smiled bitterly to himself.
I have known for a long time that the owner here has a noble temperament, sharp words, and is not easy to get along with. I wanted to break some relationships to gain the upper hand in momentum, at least not to lose, but I was still suppressed by someone with just one word.
It’s not that I don’t work hard, it’s that the other party is too clever.
Fortunately, I'm not here to try the case, but to talk about it and try to win over him. Otherwise, today's matter would be really difficult to handle.
The interior decoration is very simple. Guo Jiayuan is not the real owner, he is just temporarily staying there, so there are no furnishings.
A book table is placed in the center, and on the left is a bookshelf. In addition to the collection of books, there is also a guqin. On the other side is a stove. The charcoal is burning brightly in the stove. The charcoal is scrubbed brightly.
The copper kettle was already boiling loudly.
Guo Jiazheng was sitting in front of the charcoal fire with a solemn expression. He didn't look like he was making tea at all, but as if he was doing something important that related to the rise and fall of the world and the safety of the country.
What makes people even more unable to comment is that in such solemnity, there is a trace of leisurely atmosphere, which is in line with Guo Jia's Zen saying that the mountain is not the mountain - what is boiling in the pot looks like tea.
In fact, it is not tea, but the world.
Guo Jia did not greet Xun Yu, but listened intently to the sound of water. For a moment, he looked happy, took two porcelain bottles from the side, placed them slightly away from the charcoal basin and straightened them. Then he slowly stood up.
, took a very clean silver spoon from the bookshelf, scooped out a small half spoonful of snowflake-white salt in one of the two magnetic bottles, opened the lid of the copper pot, and gently put it into the water.
Only then did he turn around and smile slightly apologetically at Xun Yu to signal him to wait. Then he turned his mind back to the copper pot.
When the sound of water in the pot became louder, he opened the lid and used another silver spoon to skim off the fine foam on the water. Then he covered the copper pot again.
A moment later, the sound of boiling water in the pot was like falling beads.
Guo Jia opened the lid of the pot again, but this time he did not skim the water. Instead, he used a large copper spoon to scoop out two tablespoons of boiling water and poured it into the prepared magnetic bowl. Then, he used a bamboo tong to scoop out the boiling water.
Gently stir the water, and while stirring, use a silver spoon to scoop out some tea powder as fine as broken rice from another azure porcelain bottle, and slowly drop it into the boiling water.
At this time, the aroma of tea was already overflowing in the room, and you were already drunk without drinking it.
In the Han Dynasty, tea was only popular in the upper class, and non-honored officials could not taste it. The Han Dynasty was a peak of Chinese civilization. Whether it was national power, martial arts, or etiquette and culture, the tea-drinking ritual was naturally popular among the aristocracy.
It came into being.
Xun Yu also came from a wealthy family, so he was no stranger to this. However, he had never seen anyone able to perform the ritual of making tea and drinking tea to such a level. This was no longer a etiquette, but a ritual.
It should be called 'Tao'.
Xun Yu felt like he couldn't help himself. He mechanically raised the cup in response to the other person's action of asking for tea, and straightened his back in response to Guo Jia's action of lowering the cup. He felt that every movement of the other party contained rhythm, like dancing in the wind.
, it was so beautiful that I completely forgot what it felt like to taste the tea in my mouth!
The clothes on the other side were nothing more than green linen, the tea sets were far from expensive, and the tea room was just a small room a few feet long, far from being grand. However, in Xun Yu's eyes, the person in front of him was like a handsome young master in a troubled world.
There was not a trace of fireworks in his movements.
At this moment, he already had a clear understanding: he had completely lost the initiative in this conversation. However, since he met such a person, he did not lose unjustly. At the same time, he was also glad that he had been persuaded.
My lord is here, so I didn't really send someone to call him. Otherwise, this matter might be very difficult.
The copper pot was not big to begin with. In a moment, the pot was full of water. Guo Jia said a few words of humility, which meant that he was not well prepared and did not mean to neglect the distant guests. Xun Yu finally found an opportunity to speak.
"Fengxiao, Brother Yu will come today. It happened by chance. How could you know it so early? Is it true that there are people in this world who can predict the future?"
"It is purely false to predict the future. However, the sage sees the subtleties to know the cuteness, and the sage sees the end to know the end. Although Jia is not talented, he still has some ability to see the subtleties." From the moment Xun Yu entered the door, the two of them started to talk.
Even though he was playing tricks, Guo Jia's words were very direct.
"On the day when I left Yecheng to cross south, Brother Wen Ruo had already come once and invited Jia to serve in General Cao's shogunate. I refused because he was unwilling to be subordinated. Brother Zhicai went to Langya and mobilized the Taishan bandits to attack Qingzhou.
It's not a secret. Today, Xia Houjie entered the city from the east gate at full speed. He was in a state of embarrassment. Isn't it clear that the outcome of the battle at Mount Tai and Brother Zhicai's safety are already clear?"
Guo Jia's face was not proud, instead there was a trace of sadness, but his tone was still light: "A few days ago, General Cao Zixiao was killed in the battle of Qinghe, and there was already controversy in the army. Now Brother Zhicai has gone again, and Qingzhou is sweeping across Hebei.
It is already irresistible. For General Mengde, he must be overwhelmed by internal and external troubles, right?"
Without waiting for Xun Yu to speak, he asked and answered himself: "Jia thought that he still had such a bad reputation, and brother Zhicai also admired Jia quite highly. If the person in the past is really gone, he must have learned something when he died.
Explain. In this case, Brother Wen Ruo came today as he should. If he didn't come, then I would have really misjudged General Meng De and thought too highly of General Meng De."
In just a few words, the causes and consequences, as well as the many complex connections involved, were clear and well-organized. Xun Yu felt speechless for a while. All the words he had prepared in advance were completely useless, and none of them could be used again.
Xun Yu had seen too many characters in his life. With his eyesight and ability to recognize people, except for that weirdo Wang Yu, he had never met anyone that he could not understand.
It wasn't until today that he truly saw the true talent of this young man who was unknown to the outside world. He realized that his so-called ability to recognize people is not as magical as the legend says. The world is so big.
There are so many talents out there, how can Xun Yu be able to collect them all at a glance?
This is not the first meeting between him and Guo Jia.
When Yuan Shao took control of Jizhou, Guo Jia, like many talented and famous scholars, was invited by Xin Ping and Guo Tu to go north to Yecheng and join Yuan Shao's shogunate. Among them, there are those who stand out like a recruit; like most
Like all people, there are some who are unknown; only Guo Jia is the most special.
He had the greatest momentum in Yuan Shao, and at the moment when he blocked the joint efforts of Gongsun Zan and Wang Yu at the boundary bridge, he asserted: Yuan Shao doesn't know how to employ people, so he is not a person who can achieve great things. Then he left indifferently.
This was a rather inconspicuous incident, and even Guo Tu and Xin Ping, who invited Guo Jia, didn't take it seriously, let alone the complacent Yuan Shao. The only one who expressed concern about the matter was Xi Zhicai.
He was in charge of Cao Jun's intelligence system, and no major or minor incident could be hidden from him, and he was one of the few celebrities in Yingchuan who truly realized Guo Jia's talent.
Xi Zhicai conveyed the news to Xun Yu, and Xun Yu made his first recruitment. As a result, after the two met, Guo Jia said frankly that he was unwilling to be inferior to others, even if the chief military advisor above him was
The same goes for my friend Xi Zhicai.
Of course, Xun Yu could not agree to such a condition. Not to mention his staff, even Cao Cao could not easily agree to such a condition!
The most important thing in the army is the rules, and the most important thing in Chinese civilization is also the distinction between superiors and inferiors. He is very talented and has made countless meritorious service. How can there be room for Guo Jia to rise to the top? What's more, Guo Jia came from behind and passed more than just
Xi Zhi is just one person, but the entire shogunate!
At that time, Xun Yu didn't see Guo Jia's talent, but he fully appreciated his arrogance and aloofness. Afterwards, Cao Cao didn't take it seriously, so the matter was delayed.
In this contact, Guo Jia's style was still as straightforward as before, but the difference was that this time he did not deliberately negotiate terms, but showed his talent and strategy without leaving any trace, which shocked Xun Yu immediately.
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From the beginning to the present, Guo Jia's every word and every action was purposeful, which only brought Xun Yu one shock after another.
Thinking back to Guo Jia's accurate prediction of Yuan Shao and Xi Zhicai's solemn recommendation before his death, Xun Yu's attention to this genius could not be higher.
However, this was not the end. Just when Xun Yu's thoughts were surging, Guo Jia used another simple word to completely break his defenses.
"Actually, Brother Wen Ruo thought well. Someone did come to Qingzhou, just last night. In terms of time, Brother Wen Ruo was actually one step behind."
Guo Jia's face was calm, and his expression and tone were all so indifferent, but the words he spoke were like thunder, exploding in Xun Yu's ears. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature for more novels.