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Chapter Nine: Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi

Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, Lu Zhi!

These three people are comparable to the Three Pillars of the Han Dynasty in the era of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty!

It's a pity that this guy's heart is as high as the sky and his life is as thin as paper.

He has no ambition, but he wants to be like a bird with a cold voice, putting off pleasure again and again, squeezing out the last nutrition of the big man.

Even trash like Dong Zhuo despised Han Ling Emperor as a trash...

"The boy pays homage to the general, and pays homage to the lord..."

Cao Ang did not dare to neglect, so he took Dian Wei and followed the housekeeper to the living room. He didn't even pay attention to his grandfather and father, and went straight to Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi. Dian Wei stood at the door and acted as a guard.

Cao Song and Cao Cao on the side did not pay attention, but Zhu Jun glanced at him in surprise.

"The host respects his guests and pays his respects first."

This kid actually knows how to treat guests at such a young age.

"Yizhen said that the children of the Cao family are extremely intelligent and are rare to see in a hundred years. Today I can see a real person!"

Zhu Jun laughed loudly, and Lu Zhi smiled while stroking his beard.

"This kid is a bit naughty and has caused Yizhen a lot of trouble, but he is indeed smart. I thought Yizhen was going to suppress the rebels and find another famous teacher for this kid, but I didn't expect you two to come? Hahaha! This It’s really hard to find anything even if you wear iron shoes, so it takes no effort at all to get here!”

Cao Song was not pretentious. Since the two of them entered the house one after another, Cao Song became more and more excited as they chatted.

Especially when I heard that these two people were invited by Huangfu Song, I was even happier.

Huangfu Song could have been Cao Ang's teacher, but Cao Song contributed a lot. After Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty demoted his official position, Cao Song walked around, and Huangfu Song was not demoted to a place other than Luoyang.

Huangfu Song was grateful for this and accepted Cao Ang.

As for Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi, Cao Song never thought about it.

A great scholar at home and a world-famous general as famous as Huangfu Song!

When Cao Song and Cao Cao saw these two people coming, they treated the guests with exaggeration, which made them a little uncomfortable.

This made Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi, who came here because of the reputation, doubt whether they should come!

And why Cao Cao was so enthusiastic? That’s simple!

Who can take away this scourge of criticizing oneself every day? It doesn’t matter who becomes the teacher...

From the age of six, Cao Ang has been merciless in attacking Cao Cao. The key is that Cao Cao sometimes can't handle it...

As a result, Cao Cao sometimes saw Cao Ang and subconsciously wanted to sneak away from the wall...

When his father got the job, Cao Cao felt aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who allowed him to have such an outstanding son?

Thinking of this, Cao Cao shivered, stood up and bowed deeply to Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi.

"Cao Cao is honored to work with you to win the Yellow Turban. Every day when I think about it, I feel that I have benefited a lot. Today, I am fortunate to be favored by General Huangfu and recommend it to you. Cao Cao is scared and hopes that you will take pity on me. Please accept it!"

Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi looked at each other and smiled, and Lu Zhi stood up first.

"Mengde doesn't have to be like this. If Xiu can answer a question, it's okay to ask for apprenticeship again."

After speaking, Lu Zhi looked at Cao Ang.

Ten years old!

At a young and vigorous age, he was even praised by his old friends as a talent that is rare to see in a century.

"Does Zixiu know about me and Gongwei?"

"The names of these two gentlemen have long been known to my ears. My admiration for you two is like a torrent of water, and like the Yellow River overflowing out of control..."



After being speechless for a long time, Lu Zhi was the first to react from the shock. He turned his head dullly and looked at Zhu Jun, only to see that he was also motionless!

Turning to look at Cao Song and Cao Cao...

Lu Zhi was surprised to find that there seemed to be anger building up in the eyes of these two people.

"Ahem..."

Lu Zhi coughed, pulling Zhu Jun out of his thoughts.

"This... this kid... is he usually like this?"

Who has ever heard an answer in this way? Zhu Jun suddenly felt like I was really that awesome!

"General, don't get along with this evil beast..."

"Where did Zixiu learn all this?"

Lu Zhi interrupted Cao Cao and looked at Cao Ang in surprise.

"Well, I learned it from Master Xing..."

"Who is Master Xing?"

"Well, it's the star who has one actor every year and Stephen Chow for a century..."

"Snapped……"

Before Lu Zhi could ask any more questions, Cao Song couldn't stand it anymore and slapped Cao Ang directly on the head.

"If you continue to be naughty, I will beat you to death!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Lu Zhi with a kind smile.

"Ziqian, don't let this kid trap you. It's better to come up with a question..."

"hehe……"

Lu Zhi and Zhu Jun laughed dumbly. Although they were very curious, as famous officials, they really couldn't get entangled with someone they didn't know.

"Haha! If that's the case, then I won't ask any more questions."

"Our problem today is very simple! Since you admire me and Gongwei so much, then..."

Lu Zhi blinked at Zhu Jun.

Zhu Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

“Let’s summarize the past decades between Gongwei and me!”

"I... times... oh..."

Don’t play by the rules? When accepting disciples, shouldn’t you ask for explanations from ancient books?

Cao Ang suddenly felt a big headache. Summary?

That you two died in depression one after another?

Or are you saying that you two are not taken seriously by the emperor?

Cao Ang secretly glanced at Cao Song and Cao Cao, only to see them secretly shaking their heads.

This is to prevent offending others.

Seeing Cao Ang's sneaky little moves, Lu Zhi smiled.

"But it doesn't matter!"

"Shall I write you a poem?"

"Oh? Writing poetry?"

I saw Cao Ang pacing back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, sometimes looking at the two of them, sometimes lowering his head, just like a little adult.

Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi were amazed. This was not an action that a ten-year-old child could perform.

After a pause, Cao Ang took the lead and bowed deeply to Lu Zhi.

"Sir, please listen!"

"Hong Hong Eyes Su Yuanting,"

After finishing his sentence, Cao Ang stopped and looked at Lu Zhi with a smile.

Lu Zhi looked around, who are you talking about? Me?

Zhu Jun, Cao Song and Cao Cao all looked at Lu Zhi strangely.

Although he is a bit older, Lu Shangshu’s eyes are indeed pretty...

"You can't see the eyebrows, only the sutras."

Cao Ang paused again, but did not wait for others to appreciate the meaning.

"Unlike the son-in-law of the Ma family, I will never set foot in Jiangsha Court for the rest of my life."

The last two sentences also blurted out.

Lu Zhi savored these four sentences from Cao Ang carefully, and at this moment he seemed to have returned to the days when he was young and studied at his teacher Ma Rong's house.

Those interesting things from my youth!

The hard work I put in to serve the country at that time...

That is my lost youth...

"Wait? What are you doing?"

Lu Zhi quickly reacted, how did this child know what others were doing when I was studying?

"What a poem! What a poem! This kid really has some skills!"

After Zhu Jun finished tasting it carefully, he clapped his hands and laughed.

"It's my turn, it's my turn! In the past three years of being a filial piety to my mother, I have never been so happy as I am today."

Zhu Jun looked at Cao Ang with longing eyes. Huangfu Song did not lie to him. This child's poem praising Lu Zhi alone was enough for Lu Zhi to support him.

However, since it is said that one has both civil and military skills, which is rare in a century, then one more test question is needed.

"I'm sorry, General!"

Cao Ang did not refuse and gave Zhu Jun a deep courtesy.

"Mother hands line, wandering clothing.

Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.

Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring."

After Cao Ang finished speaking, he raised his hands and bowed to heaven.

"Master Meng! I'm offended..."

But Cao Ang's action caught Zhu Jun's eyes.

After savoring this poem carefully, tears flowed from the corners of Zhu Jun's eyes.

This is my longing for my mother and my mother's love for me in this life.

With tears in his eyes, Zhu Jun stood up, grabbed Cao Ang's hand, and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Turning around to look at the other people, I saw that all three of them were covering their eyes with their hands, and they were sobbing one after another.

"Wow……"

Lu Zhi was the first to cry, followed closely by Cao Song and Cao Cao.

"no……"

I was shocked, what kind of performance is this?

Although the poems I wrote are very good, it’s not that good, right?

"Bring a pen and paper! I will write poems today that will be passed down into history books!"

Zhu Jun put down Cao Ang's hand and shouted loudly, and the housekeeper quickly brought paper and pen.

Lu Zhi sat at the desk and wrote the poem down stroke by stroke. He looked at Cao Ang from time to time, his eyes full of admiration!

"There's been a lot of trouble today, Lieutenant Commander, don't blame me."

Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi solemnly hid the poems in their arms, stood up and saluted Cao Song.

"After practicing today, I will choose another auspicious day to visit you two."

Cao Song and Cao Cao got up to see each other off until they reached the gate.

Cao Ang wisely did not follow him in the living room. He knew that his grandfather and father must have a lot to say to the two great gods.

But at this time, Dian Wei stood beside Cao Ang.

"That poem! Very good! I miss my mother..."

"ha?"

Cao Ang raised his head and saw that the fierce man's eyes were moist. It was obvious that he was crying too!

"Am I considered the first person in history? I've made so many famous people cry..."

"How on earth do you have such a big head?"

After a while, Cao Cao came back and sat in the living room looking at Cao Ang. He was so excited in his heart!

"I, Cao Mengde's cub! I have just created a poem that will last forever!"

"Grandpa is really impressed by Zixiu! I'll go to the two adults' home in a few days to listen to their teachings."

Cao Song is sitting in the living room and you look at Cao Ang, how excited you feel inside!

"I am Cao Song's cub! Just now my grandson created a poem that will last forever!"



As expected!

The next day, early in the morning!

Cao Ang, who had no talent at all in the literary world, became famous!

It just happened out of the blue without any warning!

A "Wandering Son's Song" dedicated to Zhu Jun quickly spread throughout Luoyang City!

A touching and well-known poem through the ages, a unique masterpiece turned out!

In just one afternoon, there were already hundreds of people entering the Cao Mansion.

"He is still a child..."

Cao Song had no choice but to use his ultimate move, refusing people's wish to see Cao Ang.

Cao Cao, on the other hand, ran out of his house with great fanfare and greeted Yuan Shao, Zhang Miao and other good friends to share this great joy of life!

Seeing the jealous looks of Yuan Shao, Zhang Miao and others, Cao Cao was very pleased!

I don’t want to have such an excellent son!

But Cao Cao enthusiastically taught them how to educate them to have an excellent son!

Looking at the people who were listening attentively, Cao Cao also stood up seriously!

"Hit me! Beat me if I disagree with you! Beat me until I am half breathed out! In less than five years! Your child can become as good a son as my son!"

Looking at everyone's expressions of sudden realization and eagerness to go home.

Cao Cao decisively ended the banquet.

He also said that he would continue to go home and carry forward his style, so that his outstanding son could create a few more masterpieces!

"Everyone! For us to have an excellent son!"

"come on!"

Everyone shouted slogans together, turned around and walked towards their homes...


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