Chapter 93 Tell Lao Lu, Brother, I want to eat fish (35)
I want to do the prime minister's job, but I don't have Dian Wei to protect me.
If I kidnap her and take her away in Qingzhou Prefecture, Murong Yanda shouldn't be able to do anything to me with his ability!
Cao Jie went over his brothers in his mind. Although he didn't have Dian Wei to protect him, he had Wu Song, Ruan Xiaoqi, Jiao Ting and Shi Qian by his side.
And that Murong Yanda is not the poisonous scholar Jia Xu, and that "Thunderfire" Qin Ming is not the "Northern Spear King" Zhang Xiu.
'The five of us are going to cause a big commotion in Qingzhou Prefecture?'
Mrs. Li... Oh, it should be Mrs. Zhao, holding the manuscript paper, tapped her fingers lightly on the table, but she did not see Cao Jie's little thoughts.
"When singing these seven groups of reduplicated words, it feels like pearls falling on a jade plate. I can hear the dental and tongue sounds chanting back and forth, lingering and low, gentle and sad, as if I heard a very sad person whispering..."
Li Qingzhao had a profound understanding of music, and this poem was written in her later years.
Although she could not now fit in with the mood of "infinite and unspeakable sorrow", her relationship with Zhao Mingcheng had broken down, and the more she read the poem, the more she felt that it touched her heart.
His eyes became blurry and his heart became more and more sad. He felt that Zhao Mingcheng's face was becoming more and more unbearable.
Cao Jie calmed down, hid his hatred for gambling and drugs, and bowed, saying, "You are the only one here. You can drink a glass of water and leave, so as not to ruin your reputation."
As he spoke, he picked up the cup of sake handed to him by the maid, drank it, then turned and left.
How to attract a woman's heart?
Wang Po said it well, the summary can be five words: Pan, Donkey, Deng, Small, and Xian.
The first thing is the appearance of Pan An, the second thing is a piece of merchandise as big as a donkey, the third thing is to be as rich as Deng Tong, the fourth thing is to be patient and tolerant, and the fifth thing is to have free time.
Cao Jie possesses all of these five items, and is much better than that great official Ximen.
It's much better to leave now than to stay and cling to someone.
Although I am not a good person, a forced melon is not sweet. I still need to spend some time to polish it slowly!
"Mr. Cao, please stay!"
As expected, Li Qingzhao gently opened her red lips to persuade him to stay. She was not from the underworld, and had never heard of Yan Wangdi or Xiao Mengde. She only thought Cao Jie was a scholar from Yuncheng:
"It's been a long time since I came across a good poem. This one is really delightful. My husband is Zhao Mingcheng, the governor of Zibo Prefecture. If you have a good poem, why not send it to the Zhao Mansion in Qingzhou in a letter? When my husband comes back, I will recommend it to you."
"Thank you, layman!"
Cao Jie bowed again and returned to the next room steadily.
Li Qingzhao looked at the man in the elegant blue shirt and couldn't help but smile.
Back then in Bian Jing, she was only seventeen years old, and the Imperial student Zhao Mingcheng was only in his twenties, just like the young man in front of her, dressed in a clean-cut shirt and full of passion.
'It's a pity that there's no going back.'
Returning to the private room, Cao Jie saw his brothers smiling jokingly. He waved his hand and said, "Go away, all of you have dirty thoughts. That girl is a talented woman and a great poet. If you meet her, you must go and meet her."
Since we have met once, we can become friends the next time we meet. After a few times, the deal will be done.
Anyway, Zhao Mingcheng was not a good person. While serving as an official, he was obsessed with bronze and stone and didn't care about the lives of the people. There was no sympathy for such a person who was just occupying his position and doing nothing.
Moreover, he later served as the prefect of Jiangning. When a mutiny broke out in the city, this man did not deal with it but fled at night.
It was because of the large number of people like this that China lost half of its territory and tens of millions of people were trapped in the fire and suffered from the war.
Cao Jie was merciful by not killing him.
As for Lady Li, the Song Dynasty was not the Ming and Qing Dynasties when Neo-Confucianism was prevalent, so divorce was a very normal thing.
"The most talented woman in history" must be protected by me, Cao Ze!
At this moment, Cao Jie understood his ancestors.
He once doubted the ancestor, but now he understands the ancestor, and in the future he will become the ancestor, and even surpass the ancestor. They are all miserable women, and giving them a happy future is also saving the world.
"Oh! Yes, yes, brother is right!" Jiao Ting laughed.
"Let's go and see Wu Song..."
In order to prevent them from talking nonsense and offending Madam Li, Cao Jie pulled them out of the restaurant and headed towards the agreed place.
"elder brother!"
Wu Song had a cold face and an extremely ugly expression.
Cao Jie opened the packaged wine and meat and placed them on the table, smiling, "What's wrong? Did that old thief Murong give you a hard time?"
"Alas! It's more than a dilemma. I conquered Qingfeng Mountain, but it became Wu Song's fault."
Wu Song told Jiao Ting what happened in the government office today. Jiao Ting was so angry that he slapped the pillar and cracked it. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't stand it, we will sneak into the old thief's house tonight and kill him once and for all. But I'm afraid it will ruin your plan..."
Everyone looked at Cao Jie, waiting for him to speak.
"That old villain Murong cannot die yet. He is the brother of the imperial concubine in the palace. His sudden death for no reason will surely attract the attention of the court. Liangshan and Qingzhou are not ready yet, so we must not be careless."
"Then let him go for now..."
"But I can't let this anger out." Cao Jie slammed the table hard and squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Shi Qian, please go to Erlong Mountain and tell Lao Lu that I want to eat fish."
"What?"
Shi Qian knew that Lao Lu referred to Lu Zhishen, but what did this mean by eating fish?
As a messenger, you naturally have to make sure the content is clear to avoid any errors in delivery.
"That is... I want to vent Wu Song's anger and ask Zhishen to gather the troops and teach Huang Xin a lesson."
"I understand, brother."
"Let's go back to Qingfeng Village."
In Qingfeng Village, Hua Rong has already prepared the gongs and drums, just waiting for the village chief to return with the reward to make the scene lively and exciting.
But what they waited for were a few people who came back with cold faces.
When asked, Hua Rong immediately started cursing: "Fuck that old thief Murong, and that son of a bitch Huang Xin... After killing the bandits, not only was there no reward, but they were also punished. From now on, I wonder who will come to kill the bandits..."
"Brother Hua Rong, calm down."
Cao Jie patted Hua Rong on the shoulder and said with a smile: "These are all trivial matters. We just need to teach Huang Xin a lesson and let him know the consequences of bullying us."
Hua Rong sat down on the stool and gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Cao, why don't I shoot him with a hidden arrow?"
"There's no reason for you to take action."
These days, Hua Rong's favorability has been raised to a very high level. Cao Jie said, "Brother Hua Rong, do you know that I have already taken Erlong Mountain?"
"Ah?!" Hua Rong stood up as if his butt was burned.
"The current owner of Erlong Mountain is the Vajra Master Lu Zhishen. I have sent someone to tell him to teach Huang Xin a lesson. We will just wait for his news."
Hua Rong paced back and forth a few times and asked, "Brother, does that mean that only Peach Blossom Mountain is left among the Three Mountains?"
Jiao Ting laughed and said, "Brother Hua Rong, we will go to Taohua Mountain to attend the wedding banquet next month!"
"what?!"
Hua Rong was stunned...
(End of this chapter)