Although Tao Shang's poems are majestic and profound in artistic conception, the context of many sentences does not match the grand occasion of the time.
For example, "Yo yo, the deer roars, eating apples in the wild. The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south. I circled the tree three times, what branch can I rely on?" etc., given the situation at that time, let alone a deer and a black magpie, it was just a bird.
There is no place to look for bedbugs.
In the final analysis, everyone can only use one answer to explain this situation.
It’s just that the Prime Minister is so damn good at making things up!
But the potter's words could be rounded off by other words, but he still couldn't say the last sentence.
"The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart." This sentence is really too sensitive, and the pottery merchant can't shake it out no matter what he says.
In fact, the pottery merchant drank a little too much that day, otherwise, he would never have been able to recite "Dan Ge Xing" smoothly.
I really feel sorry for Brother Meng De.
But thinking about it carefully, Tao Shang felt that there were many things he was sorry for Cao Cao about, including these two.
Everyone is so familiar with each other, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
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The pottery merchant was busy celebrating the New Year, and Cao Cao was also celebrating the New Year. In the days after New Year's Eve, Cao Cao didn't pay much attention to military affairs, but every day he studied a volume of manuscripts that he had treasured for a long time. Every now and then, inspiration came to him, and he would write lyrics on it.
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This is the lyrics and music "Dan Ge Xing" that he carefully composed during this period. It has not been released yet, just because Cao Cao has only finished the first half, and the second half has not yet been finished. It needs to be carefully studied and the lyrics carefully reviewed.
After all, this "Dan Ge Xing" can be said to be his most painstaking masterpiece in a while.
Cao Cao believed that once his article was published, it would be passed down to future generations and his name would be remembered throughout the ages.
In the afternoon of this day, when Cao Cao was studying his short song carefully, Cao Ang came in a hurry and said to him: "Father!"
Cao Cao looked up at her and smiled.
During this Chinese New Year, Cao Ang specially invited Miao to come from Xuchang to visit him at the front line on behalf of his family, and brought gifts from Xuchang. It can be said that he was extremely filial.
Cao Cao was very satisfied with Cao Ang's performance.
"Zixiu, what are you doing here?"
Cao Ang gave a respectful salute to Cao Cao and said: "The new year has passed, my father is in good health and everything is going well, but the child should go back and report to his mother, aunt, and brothers that he is safe."
Cao Cao put down the slip in his hand and said, "Go back. Without my father, you are the backbone of the Cao family. Take good care of your brothers and set an example for them."
"No." Cao Ang said yes. When he lowered his head, his eyes glanced at the slips on Cao Cao's desk.
"Huh?"
Cao Ang raised his head, carefully read the words on Cao Cao's slip, and said, "Isn't this the case?"
Cao Cao was very satisfied when he saw Cao Ang's expression.
My good son is quite knowledgeable.
"How is it? Isn't this sentence pretty good?" Cao Cao asked with a smile while stroking his beard.
Cao Ang looked up at Cao Cao in surprise and said, "Father also likes the "Dan Ge Xing" created by the potter?"
"Pfft!"
Cao Cao stroked his beard and pulled off a section of it.
"Who do you think created..."Tan Ge Xing"?"
Cao Ang looked at Cao Cao in surprise and said: "Potter, isn't it the one on my father's desk? It is said to have been created by the potter on New Year's Eve, and it has now spread to all states."
Cao Cao's eyes almost popped out.
He swallowed hard and said to Cao Ang with difficulty: "What is the content of the short song line written by the potter? Please recite it to your father."
Cao Ang felt strange.
Isn't it just on your desk?
Why do you still need me to carry it?
But since it was his father's request, Cao Ang had no way to avoid it.
He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Singing over wine, what is life like..."
As Cao Ang recited more words and phrases, Cao Cao's face became paler and paler.
What I wrote was not as much as Cao Ang could recite. Moreover, the bottleneck that I had been stuck in during this period suddenly became clear after Cao Ang recited it, as if a new world had opened up for Cao Cao.
There is no greater coincidence in the world than this!
Could it be that the man surnamed Tao really has the power of ghosts and gods? Can he think what he thinks and calculate what he thinks?
It’s simply a monster!
Cao Cao was so surprised that his whole body seemed to be shaking.
After Cao Ang finished memorizing a poem, he said with emotion: "Although the pottery merchant is our enemy, we have to admit that he is indeed a powerful person. He can not only write short spring essays, but also write poems... This poem can be passed down through the ages.
Yes, but unfortunately I missed one sentence..."
Cao Cao was stunned and shocked. Hearing this, he was stunned and asked: "Is there a missing sentence?"
Cao Ang recited Tao's "Dan Ge Xing" to Cao Cao again. Cao Cao read it carefully and found that the last sentence was missing.
He waved his hand tiredly at Cao Ang and said, "You go out first and let me think about it."
Cao Ang didn't understand what Cao Cao was thinking, but he still walked out obediently.
Cao Cao was in the room, rubbing his eyes tiredly, and then began to recite over and over again the words that Cao Ang had just recited for him.
When I was young, I saw Cao Cao slamming the table and said angrily: "What's so difficult to write... The last sentence is 'When the Duke of Zhou vomits food, the world returns to its heart'!... This bastard named Tao!"
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On this day after the New Year's Day, Liu Hubei came quietly to see the pottery merchant.
The pottery merchant had long known that Liu Hubei would come to see him, so he was not surprised.
"The Prime Minister wants to send my father to the court of the Southern Huns?" Liu Hu asked Tao Shang hesitantly.
The potter nodded and said with a smile: "Now the position of the Great Chanyu in the Southern Huns Royal Court is vacant. Your father is interested in this matter. If he does not take this opportunity to win the position of the Great Chanyu, he will be afraid of it in the future.
There is no good chance anymore.”
Liu Hubi heard this and typed blindly: "Didn't the Prime Minister promise me at first not to let me go back to the grassland?"
Tao Shang said with a smile: "Actually, I don't want to do this, but now it's your father who wants to go back and take power, and Tao can't say anything."
Liu Hubi bit his lip tightly: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be possible for me to return to Jinling in this life? I am a Han."
Tao Shang sighed: "Having said that, it's a pity that you are not the Great Chanyu of the Southern Xiongnu after all. If you had become the Chanyu, perhaps this matter would be solved easily."
The potter's words were like an alarm bell, hitting Liu Hibi's eardrums hard.
Liu Hu was stunned for a while, and then suddenly said: "If I become the Great Chanyu of the Southern Xiongnu, can I bring my tribe members with me and return to the Han Dynasty?"
The pottery merchant was stunned when he heard this and sighed.
"The idea is good, but it's a pity that you can't do it."
"Why can't I become the prime minister?" Liu Hubi hurriedly remonstrated: "When it comes to loyalty, my father is far less loyal than I am to the prime minister. If the prime minister is willing to support me, when the matter is accomplished, I will definitely bring all the Huns to Wang Hua.