Upon seeing Cao Ang, the pottery merchant's first action was to roll up his arms and sleeves.
Cao Ang was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He suddenly hid behind Zhuge Liang and said with a trembling voice: "What do you want to do? If you hit me again, I will be in trouble with you."
Tao Shang's eyes were full of relief: "My dear nephew, you finally have an epiphany. You can actually guess that I just want to beat you? It seems that like Han Meng, you are not far away from becoming an immortal and ascending. I am very relieved."
"Who is your nephew!" Cao Ang said angrily. He was obviously about the same age as him.
The pottery merchant waved his hand casually and said calmly: "Your father and I are on the same generation, and my brothers call you, you are not my nephew. Could it be that you are my grandson?"
Cao Ang looked aggrieved and looked at the pottery merchant resentfully. After a while, he said: "I'm here to apologize and express my gratitude to you. Please don't hit me again. I haven't recovered from the beating just now. My whole body aches and I can’t help myself.”
"Thank you?" After hearing this, the pottery merchant was a little confused: "Tao almost beat you up until your own father didn't recognize you just now, how can you come to thank me?"
However, Cao Ang stood up from behind Zhuge Liang, bowed respectfully to Chief Tao, and said: "Ang is young and energetic. When the Taifu was fighting with his father, he did something for the reputation of a young talent. Putting humiliating things on the Taifu is also very disrespectful..."
The potter smiled, waved his hand, and said, "It doesn't matter. Didn't Tao teach you how to behave that time?"
Cao Ang's face suddenly turned green.
The last time he accompanied Cao Cao in a confrontation with the pottery merchant, he sent a woman's dress to the pottery merchant, but he responded by sending a splash of horse dung to provoke the general. This humiliation came to his mind again.
Cao Ang instantly wanted to go up to the pottery merchant and seek revenge. The beating was worth it.
But after calming down, I thought that if there was no pottery merchant this time, not to mention my own life, maybe even Xuchang would be lost. The original resentment disappeared with this incident.
Cao Ang is an upright person, but for him, after all, gratitude is more important than hatred.
Cao Ang took a deep breath and continued: "Now Ang led his troops to Guandu privately. Not only did he violate military discipline, but he was also defeated by Yuan's army and almost lost his life. Fortunately, Taifu was able to save the crisis and save Xuchang. In the midst of despair, Ang usually considers himself a young hero, but he is so useless in times of crisis. He is really ashamed and helpless."
The potter was also very surprised when he heard this.
What should I say about this boy Cao Ang? He is a little arrogant and arrogant, but this is normal. After all, he is the son of Sikong of the current dynasty. As the heir of a prince, who doesn't have a sense of superiority?
For future generations, a status like his would be much more valuable than the second generation of officials, the second generation of rich people, etc... They are called the second generation of Zhu, the second generation of Hou, or the second generation of tyrants.
Although he has a high status, Cao Ang is able to understand his shame and then be brave. Especially after receiving a violent beating from himself, he was able to touch his own conscience and say thank you to himself...
There are really not many young people who are both down-to-earth and mean-spirited in this turbulent dynasty.
Tao Shang put down his sleeves angrily and said: "When I saw you just now, I wanted to vent my anger on you, but I never expected that you would admit your mistake very quickly. Now that you admit your mistake, I also It’s inconvenient to do it again.”
Cao Ang rubbed his somewhat swollen face and said resentfully: "Even though Ang has done it before, it is inappropriate for the master to be so cruel."
"Good nephew... As the saying goes, it is the fault of a son who fails to teach his father, and it is the laziness of a teacher who fails to teach strictly. Although I am not your biological father, I can still be regarded as your biological uncle. I am actually an uncle when I take action to correct your bad habits for your father.
It’s my share of responsibility.”
Cao Ang's face twitched violently several times, and he opened his mouth to argue a few words, but found that the pottery merchant's reasoning was very strong, and he had nothing to say.
People are pretending to be older than you, but they still have valid reasons. What can you do?
No one should complain about this matter. If you want to complain, blame your own father for being a bitch and insisting on calling him a brother.
Tao Shang saw Cao Ang's twitchy expression and smiled.
Like his father, he doesn't like to admit defeat. This family is very strange.
"Second brother, please give Han Meng's head to Mr. Cao for safekeeping." The pottery merchant turned to Zhao Yun and said.
Zhao Yun was stunned at first when he heard this, but after he reacted, he didn't hesitate at all and handed the newly wrapped Han Meng's head to Cao Ang.
Cao Ang had followed Cao Cao on the battlefield, so he was naturally not afraid of human heads, but he didn't understand why Tao Shang wanted Zhao Yun to hand over the head of such an enemy general to him.
He looked at the pottery merchant doubtfully and said, "Taifu, what are you doing?"
"My dear nephew, although I was very angry with you at first, but now you are my ally after all. How can I see you being punished for some young and energetic impulses?"
Tao Shang pointed at the head and said: "You led the troops to Guandu privately. In order to maintain military discipline, Brother Meng De may not be able to spare you. With the head of Han Meng, Tao will also be there to persuade you."
, Only in this way can Brother Meng De step down, and he can take this opportunity to spare your life."
Cao Ang was shocked when he heard this, and then a warmth suddenly rose in his heart.
"Master, I'm so kind, thank you so much!"
The pottery merchant gently waved his hand and said: "Although Brother Meng De and I are rivals, it is just because of the current situation. In fact, we cherish each other and respect each other... And you, like
He is like my nephew. I helped you fight because I cared about you. I gave you Han Meng's head because I cared about you. I beat you because I cared about you."
After saying that, he touched the wound on his face and made a hissing sound.
The smile on the potter's face stiffened.
This little brat is very intelligent, speaks to hurt people, is careless, and has no friends.
Zhuge Liang looked at the human head in Cao Ang's hand and said thoughtfully: "Teacher, the major events here have been decided, but what will happen to the battlefields of Guandu Dazhai and Wuchao now? Since the teacher has given the life-saving head to Mr. Cao,
, then let’s go back quickly, lest the Guandu battlefield needs teachers but can’t find anyone.”
Tao Shang nodded and said: "Kong Ming is right...Second brother, prepare the three armies and return to the Guandu battlefield as quickly as possible."
After saying that, he turned to look at Cao Ang and said, "You should go back with me. After all, you have already come out and caused such a big trouble. If I go back to Xuchang now, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape you."
Cao Ang had already made up his mind. After hearing this, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for taking care of me. Ang is deeply grateful."
The pottery merchant and his party mounted their horses one after another and began to march towards the outside of the forest.
As soon as he walked out of the forest, he saw Cao Ang catching up with the pottery merchant from behind. He looked around and saw that no one was watching him. Then he took out a piece of leather from his sleeve and quietly handed it to the pottery merchant.
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"Please give me some detailed advice, Master!"
The pottery merchant doubtfully took what Cao Ang handed over and unfolded it to look at it. After looking at it for a while, his eyes suddenly widened.
"This, is this Xiao Chunwen?"
Cao Ang smiled shyly and said in a low voice: "The article Ang wrote last time was made self-conscious after being corrected by the Tutor. So after coming back this time, he practiced more and wrote a new article.
...Teacher, please help me take a look, how is it written?"