Cao Cao failed to find the lover of his dreams, so he left with the pottery merchant in disappointment.
In fact, this is normal. Luoyang City was burned to ruins by Dong Zhuo in a fire, and most of the people were basically moved to Chang'an. Even those who were lucky enough to hide behind had a narrow escape.
Tao Shang felt that it was unnecessary for Cao Cao to come here to look for someone... That woman was a dancer, not a martial artist, so how could she survive alone? It would be better to look for her than to look for Ip Man.
Originally, he was living a life of "young people in Wuling quarreling over each other, singing countless red silk ribbons"... The dancer has suffered a sudden disaster. It's hard to tell whether there are any bones. The potter also feels very sad for the Ying'er.
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But since there are rumors about the two of them in later generations, maybe Cao Cao will meet this woman after all, right? Although because of his arrival, the butterfly effect has had more or less influence on this era.
Anyway, it’s a good thing to find him, and it’s also a good thing not to find him. After all, Boss Cao went all the way to Luoyang to find a famous role. After a few years, he will knit a beautiful green top hat for him, and it will be the kind that can never be taken off his head.
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Cao Cao seemed to be in a bad mood, and he was not in a hurry to return to the military camp, saying he wanted to relax.
The pottery merchant ignored him and yawned to say goodbye to Cao Cao... After a night of tossing, he was really sleepy - Cao Cao wanted to be a demon so he could do it himself, the pottery merchant had no time to accompany him in his madness all day long.
After saying goodbye to Cao Cao, Tao Shang led Xu Chu and others towards the Situ Mansion. Wang Yun stayed with Yuan Shao for the time being... but he had to take Diao Chan back to the military camp to settle down... Of course, the most important thing
Yes, let's see if she can find the lottery she hid in Situ's mansion.
If she really finds it, let her pay the lottery money first... These days, the landlord's family doesn't have enough food to support a freeloader.
The group of people went to Wang Yun's former Situ Mansion.
As soon as he arrived at the gate of Situ's Mansion, the potter's heart dropped.
Situ Mansion has been baptized by a fire. It was not much brighter than "Fangze Pavilion". The ruins of the walls and the rotten wood were blackened. It feels like a mass grave that has not been repaired for a hundred years... I want to find something in it, I'm afraid it is
Very difficult.
At this time, a burst of elegant piano music suddenly came from the mansion. The sound of the piano was rustling, which sounded lonely and lonely.
Tao Shang didn't know much about music, but he could also hear a bit of the artistic conception. It is said that one can know the elegant meaning when one hears the strings. The person who plays the piano in this mansion must be in an extremely depressed and lonely mood now.
Tao Shang, Xu Chu and others stepped into the courtyard of Situ's Mansion and saw Pei Qian and others standing in the courtyard, patrolling back and forth with weapons in hand, checking various corners of Situ's Mansion.
Seeing the potter and Xu Chu arriving, Pei Qian and others came to say hello.
"Who is playing the piano?" the pottery merchant asked Pei Qian.
Pei Qian pouted at the burned and dilapidated main hall of Situ Mansion and said, "Who else can there be? Miss Diao Chan, she is playing the piano alone and feeling sad. Alas, her former residence was burned to this point. How can we change it?"
Who can be in a good mood?"
The potter nodded suddenly and whispered: "Have you found the lottery head?"
Pei Qian let out a long sigh: "I've found everything I've looked for, and all the problems have been burned to ashes. Master, even if you bring it, you won't be able to spend it."
Upon hearing this, the pottery merchant sighed, shook his head and said, "Dong Zhuo...has done evil."
Pei Qian chuckled and said: "Miss Diao Chan has been playing the piano in the room, but she has been sad for a long time. We brothers are all big and rough, and we cannot and will not persuade her... The young master has outstanding literary talent, why don't you go in and enlighten her?"
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The pottery merchant heard this and asked curiously: "Is there any inevitable connection between outstanding literary talent and persuading people?"
Pei Qian didn't say anything, but Pei Ben came up and said, "My mother said that the shit and farts of those who study well are better than the words of us rough people."
Potter: "…………"
Standard blind worship does not establish a correct view of right and wrong at all. If Mrs. Pei is still alive, she should carefully review this extreme and despicable thought... Moreover, the old lady's taste is really too strong.
After saying a few more words, the pottery merchant stepped into the main hall of Situ's mansion.
Xu Chu followed him and was about to go in, when he saw Pei Qian holding him back.
"Boss Xu, how come you don't have any eyesight?" Pei Qian pouted at the pottery merchant's back and whispered, "Let them talk among themselves."
Only then did Xu Chu suddenly realize it. He pointed at Pei Qian's nose with a smile and said, "You kid, you are quite thoughtful. How come you still have this talent?"
Pei Qian said cheerfully: "As a human being, you must have some advantages. These half-boys and half-grown girls are both extremely handsome. As time goes by, they will always run into trouble."
Xu Chu nodded heavily and said with a naive smile: "Your father gave you this bad name. I lost a lot of money, but I will definitely not pay it back to the ladies in this life!"
Pei Qian's smiling face suddenly froze.
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Entering the main hall, the pottery merchant looked around and saw Diao Chan sitting in the corner of the burned hall, gently stroking a charred Guqin in her hand.
Hearing the footsteps, Diao Chan raised her head, met the potter's questioning gaze, and forced a slightly embarrassed smile.
"Master Tao... I'm sorry, everything in the house... has been burned down. Only this guqin is still barely usable. If you want the prize, it seems you have no choice but to take it away..."
The potter looked down at the guqin in Diao Chan's hand, shook his head and said: "Since it is the only thing left from the girl's former home, how can I have the nerve to take it away... Besides, I can't play the qin, so it's okay if the girl keeps it.
I have a thought."
A half-blackened guqin, no matter what you take it away from, it's not worth much money.
Diao Chan nodded gratefully to the pottery merchant: "In that case, the little girl would like to thank you sir... This Qin was made by Zuo Zhonglang, Cai Gong, and was given to his adoptive father. Although it is not as famous as Cai Gong's 'Jiaowei Qin'
It's loud, but it's also one of the world's most famous instruments... I didn't expect that the young master would not want it..."
After hearing this, the potter's expression suddenly stiffened.
"How much is this piano worth now?"
Diao Chan sighed softly: "Qin is a thing that good people appreciate, but bad people regard it as inferior to rice. Even though the bells, round beams, green qi, and burnt tails are all spread out in front of them, they can't recognize them..."
The potter's eyes were never far from the harp in Diao Chan's hand: "What if someone knows how to play this harp? How much can it yield?"
Diao Chan hesitated for a moment and then estimated: "One hundred thousand dollars, eighty thousand dollars...it's possible...it's hard to say."
The pottery merchant fell silent upon hearing this, and just looked at her intently...and suddenly stretched out a palm towards Diao Chan.
"What do you want to do, sir?"
The potter grinned and said with a smile: "Girl... Is it too late for me to regret it now? I want this piano."
Diao Chan blinked: "Young Master is really good at joking, don't you know how to play the piano?"
"I think at my current age, it might not be too late to learn it again..."
However, Diao Chan suddenly raised her eyebrows and said playfully: "That's not okay...this is the little girl's thoughts. Young Master, you promised me."
Potter: "………………"
It's obvious, this girl did it on purpose
He retracted his hand angrily, and the potter put his hand on his chin, feeling a little regretful... The good treasure flew away in front of his eyes.
Diao Chan quietly looked at the potter's unhappy expression, and as she watched, her face turned slightly red.
"Master Tao...thank you."
The pottery merchant came back to his senses, turned his head in surprise, and said curiously: "Thank you? What are you thanking me for? Didn't you thank me once last time in Bianshui?"
Diao Chan shook her head slightly and said: "Last time, I thanked you for saving my life. This time, I thank you for coming in to make the little girl happy...I feel much better, really."
"Break down and then build up." The pottery merchant sighed with emotion: "Although this home has been burned down, it does not mean that you will have no home in the future. As long as your relatives are here, everything will be easy. You can just build a bigger house in the future...
… People are at home.”
After hearing these words, Diao Chan's pretty face seemed to dim a bit.
After a long while, Fang heard her laugh at herself: "Yeah, it doesn't matter. Anyway, this is not the first time that the little girl has been homeless..."
Listening to her words, she seemed to have complicated emotions, and her tone was full of helplessness.
This sentence actually aroused the potter's curiosity.
"Miss Diao Chan, isn't 'Diao Chan' your real name?"
Diao Chan nodded and explained: "Things like 'Diao' and 'Cicada' are both ornaments. My adoptive father gave me this name just to help the little girl hide her identity."
"Conceal your identity?" The pottery merchant blinked and said, "Why does the girl need to hide her background? Are you a remnant of the Yellow Turban Thief?"
Diao Chan glared angrily at the pottery merchant: "You are the thief."
After a moment of silence, Diao Chan seemed to be reminded of something in the past, and sighed: "Diao Chan is a Taoist from Longxi, and her family was once a Longxi aristocratic family... but unfortunately later... the family was exterminated by the enemy."