Three Kingdoms: I choose Xiao Qiao and Da Qiao, why are you crying, Diao Chan?

Chapter 220: There is only one stone of talent in the world, and Wen Hou and I each have five! (Thanks for the monthly ticket support of Wei Xiao~)

Lu Bu became more and more curious about the reason why Ni Heng was so determined to die, so he made an invitation to Ni Heng.

However, Ni Heng did not move a step and snorted coldly:
"There is no horse carriage. Do you want me to walk in?"

Hao Meng on the side couldn't help but clench his sword and glared at Ni Heng.

However, when Ni Heng saw it, he looked at him with contempt and didn't take it seriously at all.

When Lu Bu saw this scene, he felt more and more that this kid was not just crazy, but was seeking death.

Driven by curiosity, he asked Hao Meng to bring his Red Hare.

Although Hao Meng was reluctant, he did not dare to disobey Lu Bu's orders.

He could only go to the back of the city gate and bring over the fiery red Red Hare.

Even though Ni Heng is full of pride.

When he saw the Red Hare with hair like flaming flames and a pair of eyes looking down upon the world, he could not help but exclaim:

"What a magnificent horse! It's a pity that it is paired with such a vulgar master."

The Red Hare seemed to understand that Ni Heng was insulting its master, and immediately snorted loudly at him.

A pair of big eyes glared at Ni Heng, his upper lip lifted up, revealing a row of white teeth, and he mocked him!
Ni Heng's eyes were filled with more surprise:

"This guy is so human-like? It's a pity that human nature has ruined the horse's nature. I take back my previous evaluation!

"Give me another horse!"

Hao Meng finally couldn't help it and started to curse:
"You crazy bastard! If it weren't for my master's good temper, do you really think you could have survived until now?"

Hearing Hao Meng's abuse, Ni Heng immediately spat at him:
"What kind of useless dog are you? How dare you yell at this talented person?"

Hao Meng couldn't bear it any longer, so he immediately drew the sword from his waist and chopped towards Ni Heng's head!
However, Ni Heng did not dodge at all, but just held his neck and let the other party chop him.

I don't know whether he was relying on Lu Bu who would come to save him, or if he was really not afraid of death.

Lu Bu did not take action immediately, but was always observing the changes in Ni Heng's expression.

However, until Hao Meng's knife was about to fall on the opponent's neck.

Ni Heng didn't even blink, but just stared at Hao Meng.

Now, Lu Bu was sure that Ni Heng was really seeking death, and he made a lightning move at the last second, lightly grabbing the back of the knife with his thumb and index finger!
The blade was less than half a centimeter away from Ni Heng's neck!

There was a flash of surprise and admiration in Hao Meng's eyes, and Ni Heng was also amazed at how fast Lu Bu acted.

But no matter whether it was Hao Meng or Lu Bu who made the move, his expression never changed from beginning to end, with a determination to face death!

Lu Bu threw the knife back to Hao Meng and said angrily:

"Killing someone in front of me, don't you think highly of me?"

Hao Meng immediately knelt on the ground and apologized in horror:

"I am sorry for being rude, but I cannot stand his foul mouth. Please kill him right here, my lord!"

Lu Bu glanced at Ni Heng, remained silent for two seconds, and suddenly snorted at Hao Meng:
"Do you think Mr. Ni is a coward?
“If he was afraid of death, he wouldn’t have said such evil words in front of me.

"I believe that Mr. Ni must have his reasons for doing this!"

This sentence seems to be spoken to Hao Meng, but it is actually spoken to Ni Heng.

When Ni Heng heard that Lu Bu had guessed his true thoughts, a trace of unconcealable surprise flashed in his eyes.

Even though he adjusted his facial expression in time, Lu Bu still saw the look of surprise.

Lu Bu immediately asked Hao Meng to bring another horse.

This time, Ni Heng didn't curse anymore. He just mounted his horse and followed Lu Bu, who was riding Red Hare, into the city.

Lu Bu dismissed everyone and rode slowly on the street with Ni Heng.

After a long silence, Lu Bu broke the silence by speaking directly:

"May I ask why you are so determined to die?" Ni Heng turned his head to look at Lu Bu and noticed a hint of genuine concern in the other's eyes.

He suddenly realized that the prince in front of him who was able to defeat Cao Cao and Liu Bei was not just lucky, but was really capable!
However, this does not make Ni Heng look up to the other party.

Ni Heng just snorted coldly:

"You are a mediocre person, do you really think you can understand the thoughts of talented people?"

Lu Bu smiled happily:
"You regard fame and fortune as dust and time as gold, and you have a noble character that ordinary people like me cannot understand.

“But people are limited by their skin and hampered by their five senses. As long as they are human, they will never be able to escape the bad roots of human nature.

"So, sir, your desire to die is probably also due to some vulgar purpose in this world, isn't it?"

These three simple sentences not only flatter Ni Heng, but also explore human nature in an incisive way.

Ni Heng immediately realized that the Wen Hou in front of him had profound thoughts that most scholars did not have!

He finally changed his previous arrogant attitude and bowed slightly to Lu Bu:

"I originally thought that you were just a barbarian and unworthy of being associated with.

"But now it seems that you are not only broad-minded, but also profound in thought and able to criticize current ills.

"I take back my previous evaluation of you!"

Having said that, Ni Heng's arrogance has not faded at all.

It is obvious that this pride has penetrated into his bones!

Perhaps the change from Ni Heng's previous insults to normal communication still made Lu Bu feel a little satisfied.

As I said just now, as long as you are a person, you will be affected by emotions, no matter if you are talented or mediocre...

Lu Bu did not ask the other party why he wanted to die, but took this opportunity to talk to him about poetry:

"I heard that Mr. Ni wrote a poem called "Ode to the Parrot". I wonder if you could let me appreciate it?"

Ni Heng's expression became serious:
"You also understand Fu?"

Lu Bu smiled modestly: "I understand a little bit, a little bit."

Ni Heng suddenly thought of something and asked with sparks in his eyes:
"The 'Fu on the Afang Palace' that has been circulating among the people recently, could it really be written by you?"

Although Lu Bu felt a little embarrassed.

But considering that Master Du Mu had no chance to ask him for copyright fees, he simply continued to stand on the shoulders of giants:
"I am the one who is not talented!"

Seeing that Lu Bu really admitted it, Ni Heng's eyes gradually showed a little respect that was not there before, but also a little doubt:

"If that's true, there's only one stone in the world, and you and I will each take five!"

Seeing that Ni Heng was not only arrogant himself, but also wanted to lead him to be arrogant, Lu Bu quickly waved his hand:
"No, no, no, Mr. Ni can just take nine buckets, and I will share one bucket with everyone in the world!"

Ni Heng was also very pleased to hear people he respected say words of recognition.

After arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, he immediately ordered someone to bring paper and pen, intending to write down his "Ode to the Parrot" for the other party to appreciate.

However, when he saw Lu Bu bringing a stack of thick and delicate papers, his expression turned pale:

“This paper…isn’t it Cai Hou paper?

"But it is tighter, thinner and more evenly distributed than Caihou paper... Could this also be made by you?"

Although he was still standing on the shoulders of giants, Lu Bu still nodded:
"In order to popularize education, I have made some attempts and was lucky enough to get this better quality paper.

"You can call it handmade paper. Of course, you can also call it... Wenhou paper!"

"Wenhou Paper?"

Seeing the flash of madness in Lü Bu's eyes, Ni Heng seemed to have found a soulmate and burst into laughter:
"Well, what a great Wenhouzhi! It seems you are qualified to be my Nie Heng's friend!
"I hope that your appreciation of my poetry will not disappoint me!"

As he spoke, Ni Heng picked up the ink and wrote a poem in beautiful cursive script...

(End of this chapter)