Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 360 Cloudy
The peak of the gentry, in the Han Dynasty, countless families were climbing up the mountain, some were able to climb the mountain, and some didn't even know where the mountain was.

Although the journey of climbing the mountain is arduous, the scenery at every step will make people extremely intoxicated, and even every step forward will make people moved and intoxicated.

Maybe it is easy at the beginning, but it is not easy to find the right direction. Those who walk quickly at the beginning may not be able to climb higher, especially in the later stage, the road becomes steeper, and many families have a little Inadvertently, he fell from the peak and lost the right to enjoy the scenery on the dangerous peak.

Above a three-story restaurant in the west of Anyi City, in a private room, a scholar in white was splashing ink.

Instead of eating and drinking in a restaurant, it would be weird to write instead, but this scribe did it very naturally, as if he was in his own home, drinking as much as he wanted, and wielding his brush as he wanted.

A gust of cool wind blew outside the window, blowing the corners of the scribes in white.

White clothes are better than snow.

The coat is white, the middle coat is also white, even the braided clogs on the feet are made of white cloth strips, it seems that it is not stained with the slightest smoke and dust in the world, just like snowflakes falling from the sky in winter, with A little crystal, a little refined.

There were two kinds of footsteps, one light and one heavy, outside the door. The white-clothed scribe seemed to be unknown, but concentrated on finishing the last few strokes.

After the door was opened with light footsteps, it left lightly again, like a rabbit leaving undetectable footprints in the snow in winter.

But the heavy one stayed inside the door, but stopped, like a ferocious beast, hiding behind the bushes.

The white-clothed scribe made the last stroke, and slowly withdrew his momentum, and put the wolf hair on the pen mountain again, without looking back, but said indifferently: "The distinguished guest is coming, and we are far away to welcome you."

"I'm a vulgar person, how dare you work so hard on Wei Gong." The man who stayed in the house had a bronze complexion, three short beards, a burly figure, and thick hands and feet. He was obviously a martial artist, but he changed into a new suit. With a long robe and a turban, it looks like a ferocious mountain leopard, but its fangs and claws are retracted.

"Under the Sizhi Hall, why are you so vulgar? My brother is too modest." The scribe in white turned around, and it was Wei Ke, "Besides, I have not yet ascended the position of Patriarch, and I dare not be the word 'Wei Gong'."

"What's the difference?" The strong man pretended not to hear the first half of Wei Ji's words, and just continued the topic of the word "Wei Gong".

Wei Ji smiled, no longer continued this topic, but lightly tapped on the writing table, and said: "I have a few words by chance, please move around and taste a few."

"I only learned some superficial characters, how dare I appreciate Duke Wei's masterpieces." The strong man refused.

Wei Ji invited him again, and said: "It's okay to watch." Then he didn't wait for the strong man to reply, but went to the side, stood next to the wine table by the window, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

The brawny man hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the copywriter slowly, and saw four big characters "Pili Chunqiu" written on the snow-white silk paper!
The strong man was taken aback for a moment, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, and he clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and his hand bones made a slight clicking sound, just like when a leopard saw its prey and was about to pounce but did not pounce, it tensed up. all the muscles of the body.

As if he didn't notice anything, Wei Ji poured a glass of wine on his own, then drank it in a gulp, and said leisurely: "The world is beautiful and picturesque, and only high prescriptions can get it. Brother, I think so. no?"

The strong man slowly relaxed his muscles, walked to the side of the wine case, sat down facing Wei Ke, took the wine pot, poured himself a glass, held it in his hand, and after a moment of silence, said: " Although the high places are good, there are many dangers and obstacles, if you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces."

"If you can't climb it, how is it different from an ant?" Wei Jiao pointed to the pedestrians on the street outside the window, and said, "Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, day after day, year after year, I don't know the time of day, I don't know the right place, I just spend my whole life in obscurity, and I don't know the benefits, so what can I do?"

The strong man raised his glass and drank it down, then put down the glass and remained silent.

Wei Ji raised the jug and poured a glass of wine for the strong man, and said: "Everyone in the world says that getting drunk can relieve a thousand worries, but who knows that if you worry, you can relieve your worries, and don't worry about it."

"Duke Wei is in charge of the river east, and his hands and eyes are open to the sky, so why worry about it? It's just like this one, deep in the mire, waiting to die, only to have a word of sorrow." The strong man looked at the wine in the cup, the liquid was green, It is crystal clear, and it is a rare good wine. It is also very popular in Sili and Hongnong areas. It is made from glutinous rice mixed with medicinal materials and fresh fruits.

"Haha, who has no worries? Even sages have worries, let alone us ordinary people?" Wei Ji laughed loudly, and did not persuade him to drink, but poured himself another glass with the flagon.

"Appreciate further details."

Wei Ji smiled, picked up his wine glass, stood up, walked to the window, and said, "I worry about the sky...I also worry about the surging river..."

The strong man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "Don't joke, Mr. Wei." What kind of worry is this, worrying about the sky, worrying about the river, these two things have been around since ancient times, okay? What's there to worry about?
Wei Ji restrained his smile, turned his head and said seriously: "I have never joked in my life."

Seeing Wei Ke's serious expression, the brawny man also frowned, thought for a while and said, "Mr. Wei, please tell me."

"I'm worried about the long sky, and the dome is like a cover and I can't go up; I'm worried about the big river, and the mud and sand are rushing and I can't go down." Wei Jiao finished speaking, and drank the wine in his hand.

This time, although Wei Ji was still talking about the sky and the big river, the strong man didn't laugh anymore, because he knew that this day was not about the sky, nor was the river about the river.

"Mr. Wei is worried...we are weak, and there is nothing we can do to help..."

"How about letting you go up the stairs again?"

"Climb to the next floor?" The strong man also drank a glass of wine, and then said, "There is a roof in the building, how can I climb it?"

Wei Ke smiled, but didn't speak.

Although Wei Ji didn't say anything, the strong man could feel the leisurely contentment hidden behind Wei Ji's smile.

"If you really have to climb the tower, I will definitely come to help Duke Wei." The strong man was also unambiguous, and immediately agreed.

"That's very kind!" Wei Ji laughed.

The conversation has been finished, the mutual promise has been reached, there is no need to say anything else, the strong man bid farewell to Wei Ke, ready to leave.

Before leaving, the strong man stopped when he passed the inscription "Pili Chunqiu", paused, and said in a deep voice: "This word is very good...but it is written on silk cloth, It should not be exposed to the sun."

Wei Ke nodded, and said slowly: "God knows, Earth knows, you know, I know."

The strong man cupped his fists, opened the door, and left.

Wei Ji stood in front of the window, not intending to see off the strong man, when he heard the heavy footsteps gradually receding, he suddenly smiled, opened his hands, hugged the world, let the wind outside the window blow his sleeves up, oh Yin said: "The wind blows and the clouds fly..."

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, gradually blowing the clouds in the sky, the clouds are churning, like a rushing river, but it is blocked by this Anyi city, more and more, more and more black, It's just a rainy day...

　Cao Cao, Cao Pi, Cao Ren, Cao Zhen, Cao Shuang... Cough cough...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)