Chapter 2249 Who wears whose clothes and who beats whose drum?
In an ordinary small place, a child in a small county town has excellent academic performance and is almost considered "other people's children" by the parents of all local children of the same age. Then one day, when he arrives in a big city, he suddenly sees a myriad of lights, feasting, and brilliance.
However, no one paid attention to his previous achievements, and he was even bullied by the local natives because he was a foreigner.
There is no way to completely solve such a thing even in later generations, let alone in the current era of Han Dynasty.
So when this child makes a mistake, even a serious one, will someone immediately jump out and say, "Ah, he is still a child..."
Maybe, maybe not, but no one jumped out to speak for Ni Heng at the moment.
Kong Rong ran away when he was still in Xudu and is now missing, while Yang Xiu is in Heluo, so in Ye City, Mi Heng is a person with only one mouth.
Cao Cao was a little angry.
At this point, Mi Heng's behavior has obviously become a challenger instigated by a certain level to discredit Cao Cao's rule, and even slander him without reason.
Uncle can bear it...
Well, even uncle can't bear it!
Cao Cao didn't dislike criticism, and certainly he didn't like it.
No one likes to be criticized. This is a person's instinctive reaction, but it does not mean that Cao Cao cannot listen to criticism. At least at this time, Cao Cao, even if he feels unhappy, will do it after hearing reasonable criticism.
Control your emotions, then consider calmly, and finally make a judgment.
But people like Mi Heng, who makes unreasonable personal attacks and criticizes everything indiscriminately...
Cao Cao was very disgusted.
Of course, Cao Cao didn't know that Mi Heng also wanted to be reasonable at first, but without Mi Heng he could reason, and in the end Mi Heng was just making trouble.
From another perspective, even if Mi Heng wants to reason, Cao Cao will only sit down and listen carefully after Mi Heng shows the corresponding strength.
Obviously, in Yecheng, no one wants to listen to Mi Heng's truth. Some people only want to be lively, and others want to make the lively. So when the lively really boils, what is the purpose of watching?
Is it the fault of the excitement, the fault of creating the excitement, or the fault of the jelly?
In fact, now, it is no longer important whether it is one bowl or two bowls. What is important is seeing blood and seeing dead people.
It's like watching a person who is about to jump off a building. Do you care about what happened to the person who wants to jump off the building? In fact, a large part of the onlookers just want to watch the person jump off the building, and wait until they are cheering.
When the people who jumped off the building really jumped off the building, then these people can have something to talk about after dinner, sigh with emotion on their lips, curse in their hearts, and have some psychological comfort. At least I can still live and will not jump off the building.
"Children of Jizhou, hum, what a land of classics and etiquette, a place where Confucius and Mencius prospered!" Cao Cao sneered, "You must speak like a dignified Chinese, and you must act like a humble gentleman, but what? Deception, greed, hypocrisy, treachery! Deception!
Others are spreading rumors and causing trouble, so you can stand over the wall and watch the wind!』
Cao Cao is not a fool. If you think about it for a moment, you will know what happened to Mi Heng's scolding.
Good guy, from Cao Cao to Chen Qun, from Xia Hou to Xun Yu, no one was left out!
Well, I can’t say I scolded them all.
Mi Heng didn't scold anyone in Jizhou.
Is it a coincidence? What kind of coincidence is there in this world? Even the most probabilistic lottery can be arranged well. Does anyone still believe in coincidence?
"Ming Gong," Guo Jia said slowly from the side, "You are right, you are a person from the plains... Ming Gong..."
"Hmm..." Cao Cao glanced sideways at Guo Jia, "Well, Fengxiao has to give me some advice."
Pingyuan County is connected to Yanzhou in the lower part and Qingzhou in the east. It is an east-west, north-south passage between Jizhou.
Then the good boy from Pingyuan County was driven crazy when he arrived at Yecheng. If he was killed by Cao Cao because of this, what would the folks in Pingyuan County think? If they made a fuss, the problem of Youzhou to the north of Cao Cao has not been resolved, and to the south is the problem of Youzhou.
The plains cut off the communication between Qingzhou and Xuzhou. If you are a little careless...
"Come here!" Cao Cao thought for a long time and finally shouted, "Send someone to ask you, Heng, Zhengping!"
Guo Jia frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Of course, the most ideal thing is for Cao Cao to put on a show himself, but if Cao Cao does this, it will also bring new problems. If Mi Heng gains more benefits by cursing, wouldn't it encourage more people to do so?
Take the path of Mi Heng?
Cao Cao is actually saying that Mi Heng said there were grievances, so sending someone to invite him would mean giving Mi Heng a chance to speak, and then after the grievances are resolved, he should do whatever he wants. Mi Heng shouldn't even think about it.
In order to get extra benefits, Cao Cao will not hold Mi Heng responsible for swearing, so the two of them can just stay in peace.
But the problem is, Mi Heng doesn’t think Jingjing is so good, and even thinks Jingjing is not good. There is only one Jingjing, but it has to be promised to so many people, and it is always missed by others, so what’s the good point?
?
So Mi Heng refused to meet Jingjing, and naturally it became Dongdong, uh, Dongdong.
Mi Heng was made a drum official by Cao Cao.
This naturally has some meaning...
When Mi Heng saw the drummer's robe and seal sent by the Cao Mansion officials, he suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head. However, when he picked up the lacquer plate and was about to smash it over, he found that those Cao Mansion officials
He has already left long ago...
Drummers can generally be regarded as the military bands of later generations. Therefore, drummers wear a complete set of "Cen Mou Danqiao" in order to be more colorful and eye-catching, and to attract the attention of others. Drummers are different from those who like music. Drummers
It's purely for survival. If others want to listen, they have to type something...
In Mi Heng's eyes, he felt this was a kind of humiliation.
Cao Cao humiliated him.
Of course, from a certain point of view, Mi Heng is a scholar, and it is indeed a humiliation for a scholar to be a drummer. After all, Cao Cao is so petty and was scolded by Mi Heng that Cao Cao will eventually settle it.
To settle accounts.
Then Mi Heng stared at the drummer's robe and seal, but forgot some things...
He is conceited, but in reality, he is still a chess piece in the end.
And now this chess piece is placed in the middle of the chessboard.
On one side is Cao Cao, on the other side are people from Jizhou.
A large flag hangs in the center of the chessboard, "Taixing Five Years Spring Plowing Work Victory Conference and Summer Zuo Water Conservancy Project Swearing Conference".
Mi Heng originally didn’t want to come, but some well-intentioned people persuaded him, saying that if he didn’t come, wouldn’t he feel guilty? If he didn’t come, wouldn’t it mean that others wouldn’t know his grievances? If he didn’t come, wouldn’t it mean that people wouldn’t be able to see you?
Heng's ironclad character and high morale?
So Mi Heng came.
But things did not turn out as he imagined, with him as the protagonist.
Mi Heng was waiting in a remote courtyard. He couldn't even see the banquet, and he didn't know what happened there. He just knew that the drummers around him had already put on their helmets and changed their robes early, like
It's a yellow-skinned toad with a bulging belly.
"Do you know who I am?" Mi Heng asked the drummer beside him.
The drummer looked at Mi Heng sideways, "..."
Mi Heng asked another drummer, "Do you, do you know who I am?"
"You're a fool!" Another drummer replied quickly, and then he and the other drummers laughed together.
"I am You Heng, you are the one who brings justice! I balance the injustices of heaven and earth and bring peace to the world! Have you been wronged in any way? Any? Tell me and I can help you redress your grievances!" You Heng doesn't care about being called a fool, because he does
Things that only fools would do, "Have you been bullied? Have you been whipped? Has anyone deducted your wages? Have you been forced to do something you don't want to do? Come on.
, tell me, I will help you get justice later! I will help you!"
"You...you are such a fool..." The drummer turned his head.
"I am Mi Heng! I can help you!" Mi Heng looked at the drummers around him, full of hope, "You must have grievances! You can't hide it from me! You! You have a wound on your back, it's from a whip."
No, who hit you? You! Your stomach kept growling and you were very hungry, right? Where did your food go? I can see it! I can hear it! You just need to tell me, I will say it for you! For you
Revenge!』
"I..." A young drummer wanted to step forward, but was held back by someone behind him.
"We have no grievances at all," said an old drummer. "We are all fine. All, fine."
"No! You do! You have grievances!" Mi Heng said, "I can see it, I can see the injuries on your body, and I can see the tears in your hearts!"
The old drummer laughed and said, "Are we crying? We are all fine! What do you mean about this man's injury? The melon stand at home fell down yesterday..."
Mi Heng was still shaking his head, "No, you are lying to me. You have a smile on your face, but not in your heart! Your heart is crying!"
The old drummer slowly stopped laughing and shook his head, "You are not only a fool, you are also a liar!"
"I'm not a liar!" Mi Heng was a little anxious. He could be called a fool, but he thought he was an upright person, so how could he be called a liar?
"You are a liar! You want to use us to do something, but you don't tell us, you just talk about redressing our grievances... But in reality? What grievances can you redress? Can you feed us, or give us something to drink? Or can you take care of us?
We are a family? You can't do anything, you only have one mouth left..." The old drummer stood up and said, "Let's go, it's our turn. If we finish playing this drum early, we can finish work and go home early!"
』
The old and young drummers stood up one after another, and then filed out, each with a smile on their face, like a group of monkeys who heard that they would have a holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The roaring and festive drums sounded.
Mi Heng stayed where he was, tilting his head. He couldn't understand, "Why don't you say it? I can say it, why don't they say it?"
On the venue in the middle of the banquet, the drum horn players were beating the snare drum while arranging in a neat formation. At one moment, they formed an array of long snakes, and at another, they formed an array of two dragons coming out of the water...
Cao Cao glanced slightly, and then looked at Guo Jia beside him.
Classmate Lao Cao doesn’t know Mi Heng.
Guo Jia shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not see Mi Heng.
"You Heng, where are you Zhengping?" After the drumming stopped, Cao Cao spoke slowly.
The clerk in charge of the process was so sweaty that he looked around hurriedly, and then found Mi Heng in the small courtyard, who was standing blankly thinking about the problem, "Why are you here?! Go quickly, go quickly!"
"Is it my turn to play?" Mi Heng was pulled, "Am I the last one to play?"
"Yes! Yes! That's right!" The clerk responded randomly, just hoping that Mi Heng would appear on the court, so that he would not have any responsibility.
"Oh..." Mi Heng raised his head, "So I am the finale... That's okay!"
Pick up the drumstick and hit it vigorously.
Mi Heng contained all his sorrow and indignation in the sound of the drum, making everyone cry when he heard it and sad when he heard it.
Of course, all this is just in Mi Heng's imagination. In fact, during the process of Mi Heng playing the drums, everyone just stared at Mi Heng, who was playing the drums very seriously in the venue.
.
That's all.
Whether it's Cao Cao's side or Cui Yan's side.
Cao Cao and Cui Yan once again reached a certain consensus. Just when Mi Heng and the drummer were telling each other whether they were wronged or not, and whether they were liars or liars, everything was settled.
Cao Cao promised that after the spring plowing is over, that is, next month, a large-scale talent recruitment event that combines recommendation and review will be held in Yecheng, and in this recruitment event, Chen Qun and Cui Yan will serve as the examiners...
Cui Yan immediately said that under Cao Cao's wise leadership, the people of Jizhou lived a stable, harmonious and orderly life, happy and healthy, and full of hope.
So since the people in Jizhou live and work in peace and contentment, with stable prices, happiness and order, what do you mean by Mi Heng's words?
Of course it’s nonsense!
Who is real?
Who is fake?
Is authenticity so important?
So even if Mi Heng beats the drum to produce a flower, what's the use?
Just like Cai Cai, if Cao Cao didn't ask about Mi Heng, everyone present would immediately put the matter of Mi Heng into the distance. It's like in life, there is not only the present, but also poetry and the distant person.
distance.
So since Cao Cao and Cui Yan have already agreed to settle down, why should Yuanfang, er, Mi Heng appear?
Cao Cao smiled and nodded slightly, as if Mi Heng's drumming had the effect of cleansing the heart and shocking the soul. Even after Mi Heng's drumming stopped, he stretched out his hand and applauded gently.
Everyone just cheered along.
Cao Cao was very satisfied, so he smiled and looked around, only missing Mi Heng, and then he stayed on Cui Yan for one more breath.
Cui Yan also smiled and greeted Cao Cao slightly, but the hair on the back of his neck stood up a few times. When Cao Cao turned his attention elsewhere, he immediately gave Li Pan a wink.
Li Pan raised his eyebrows, picked up the bowl of syrup, and then used this action to wink at the clerk on the sidelines.
The clerk also wanted to wink at someone else, but the people around him had a higher position than him, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth, take two steps shyly, and then point his finger at you.
Heng shouted: "Why don't Drum Master renovate it instead of Qingdao?"
Is it that important whether I wear the drummer's clothes or not?
Of course it's important.
Clothes generally represent a person's identity. What kind of clothes are handed down to different people, these are the rules, and the minor officials scolding Mi Heng for not wearing the drum official's clothes are actually accusing Mi Heng of not following the rules.
For example, later generations said that we should follow the process. The process is also a rule.
Cao Cao looked at Mi Heng with great interest. He didn't have any desire for Mi Heng's body, but he just wanted to see what Mi Heng would do in such a situation.
In this world, Cao Cao also knew that there were many people who scolded him, so one more Ni Heng was nothing. The key was whether Mi Heng was a talent and whether he could be used by himself.
So now...
Beat drums and cry out for injustice.
May I ask whose drum you are beating, and who is calling for injustice?
The originally noisy banquet suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Cao Cao looked at Mi Heng.
Cui Yan is also looking at Mi Heng.
Everyone present was looking at Mi Heng from top to bottom.
Countless eyeballs were floating around, filling every corner, on the beams, on the eaves, in the pillars, and even on the drum heads and drumsticks, they were glaring at each other.
Mi Heng knew that as long as he knelt down now, not only would he not have to change into the drummer's clothes, he would even be able to get a seat in the banquet, eat and drink together, rejoice together, and have his mouth full of oil together.
But is that really what Mi Heng wants?
Mi Heng's heart was very painful. Even though the place there had become a hollow, he still felt very painful.
Mi Heng dropped the drumstick and began to take off his clothes.
There was a rustling sound in the venue.
Mi Heng took off his clothes and stood naked in the field. He looked around, hoping that someone could find the scars on his body and the hole in his chest, but everyone in the field didn't seem to care about this. Their eyes were fixed on Mi Heng.
On Xiasan Road...
"Hey, there's quite a lot of hair..."
"Ha, your butt is perky!"
"It's a pity, it's just a little dark."
"Dark is good, you don't understand, I just like black, the darker, the more I like..."
Mi Heng wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He wanted to cry, but found there were no tears.
Mi Heng slowly picked up the drummer's Cen Mou from the ground, twisted it single-handedly, and put it on his body. Then he turned around and picked up the drumstick, and hammered it hard on the drum head. He wanted to put all the resentment in his heart into
Tell it to the sound of drums!
But just after knocking twice, the drum head was broken.
The drum head had a cracked mouth, like everyone in the audience laughing.
"This idiot!"
"This fool!"
"Does he know anything or not?"
"In my half-life, this is the first time I have seen such a fool!"
"It's embarrassing! Hahaha..."
Mi Heng wanted to find the next drum, but found that the other drums were in the hands of other drummers, and those drummers were holding their own drums tightly, staring as if they were afraid that Mi Heng was going to snatch them.
Their fates are the same.
"Hi……"
Mi Heng dropped the drumstick, turned around and strode away without saluting Cao Cao.
Everyone present looked at Cao Cao.
Cao Cao paused and smiled slightly: "I wanted to humiliate Heng, but Heng humiliated me instead. Hahahaha, interesting, interesting."
Everyone exchanged glances with each other and immediately laughed along with Cao Cao. The scene was peaceful, full of celebration and joy...
