The Three Kingdoms Voyage

Chapter 9 Viewing the Sea

After a little effort, a few servants in brocade clothes brought pens and paper. Sun Shao saw the set of stationery on the table in front of him, and only then did he realize the gap between the Sun Mansion and the Zhou Mansion.Before coming to the Zhou Mansion, he felt that the Sun Mansion was already corrupt enough, not to mention the few pieces of pork hanging in the kitchen, which are not something ordinary people can have, even though he came from the happy and harmonious new century , He didn't see any kitchen with such a big size and so much food.There is also a large courtyard in the east and west, a big house with three entrances, and dozens of servants are waiting on it. He is also a landlord class, but when he went to the Zhou Mansion, he realized that he had underestimated the poor in the evil old society. Rich gap.Although he didn't know how big the Zhou Mansion's house was, but looking at the front yard and the main hall, he could guess that it must be bigger than the Sun Mansion, and looking at the servants in brocade clothes, the Sun Mansion was even more incomparable. Even Qiao Ying, the steward of the inner courtyard who was kneeling behind the bridge and waiting, didn't have any brocade clothes. When she came to Zhou Mansion as a guest today, she was only wearing a cloth.Although the grade of Yue cloth is similar to that of silk, but this is the production area, the price is much lower.

And the set of stationery on the table directly and unmistakably showed the grade of Zhou Mansion.

The pen is one foot long, one end is sharpened, and the other end is set inside a bamboo tube. The bamboo tube is engraved with exquisite patterns and three seal characters are engraved in the middle: Bei Gong Gong - this is the first-class pen used by officials in the imperial palace in the past. Pens, ordinary people can't see them at all.The flat and smooth light yellow paper spread on the case is the famous Zuobo paper in Donglai, and it is also a rare and high-quality product. Now that the North and the South are fighting, Donglai and Jiangdong have been ravaged countless times by the flames of war. In Xuzhou, Donglai paper is definitely a rare thing in Jiangdong.

The Sun Mansion couldn't see these things at all, and Sun Shao had only heard of them before.

"Good paper." Sun Shao caressed Zuo Bo's paper and sighed in admiration.

"Since it's good paper, brother, please enjoy it to the fullest." Zhou Yu approached the case with a smile, rolled up his left sleeve with his right hand, revealing a lotus-like arm, stretched out his slender fingers, and picked out some ink from the ink bag. Sprinkle the powder on the inkstone, fill it with water, and said with a playful smile while grinding the ink: "Brother, I want to steal my teacher, you don't know how to hide treasures, do you?"

The corners of Sun Shao's mouth twitched. He picked up the pen from the desk, took off the cap, and tried the brush with his fingers. The bristles were firm and supple, full of elasticity. It was really a good pen. With a jade-like smile, he smiled: "Ah Yu is laughing, Brother Yu has some clumsy skills, what is there to treasure? Ayu is willing to see, Brother Yu is wishing for it, tossing and turning."

He said it casually, without thinking of the meaning behind it, but Zhou Yu felt that it was quite frivolous when he heard it. She blushed, and her hand that rubbed the ink froze for a moment, and looked at Sun Shao angrily. But Sun Shao didn't look at her, his eyes were on Zuo Bo's paper on the case, as if there was only this paper on the case in this world, and the pen in his hand, and his focused expression made her heart move.

A man's focused expression is the easiest to impress. Sun Shao was thinking about what to write, but he didn't expect that his expression would fall into Zhou Yu's eyes, which had already offset the unhappiness caused by the provocative sentence just now. .

What should I write?Sun Shao was very tangled.The most famous Han Fu in the history of literature in the Han Dynasty is Han Fu. Unfortunately, although I love literature, I know very little about Han Fu. I remember a lot of Tang poetry and Song Ci, but isn’t it a bit shocking to plagiarize this year?It is not a problem to get a full house now, but what if you have to compose poems at the banquet in the future?That must be blind.Although it is said that "I can recite three hundred Tang poems, and I can steal them if I don't know how to recite poems", but the stolen poems are not suitable for me to recite after all.After much deliberation, Sun Shao gave up the idea of ​​going crazy, and decided to write a poem that should be more popular now, a poem that everyone is familiar with. Anyway, Sun Shao was a rough old man in the past, and others would not remember these things.

Sun Shao made up his mind, concentrated and calmed down, the pen moved like a dragon, and the ink fell like smoke, and wrote Cao Cao's "Guan Canghai":
Facing Jieshi in the east, you can see the sea.The water is so light, the mountains and islands are standing...

He wrote a sentence, and Zhou Yu read a sentence. Zhou Xun and Zhou Yin sat across from each other and looked at each other every time they listened to a sentence. The grandeur and vicissitudes of life made them amazed. They could not write these verses by themselves. If these verses were copied by Sun Shao, then it would be fine. If these verses were written by Sun Shao himself, then they would have no choice. Sun Shao looked at him with admiration.

They were drumming in their hearts, but Daqiao and Xiaoqiao sitting at the table had different expressions. Xiaoqiao lowered his head and snickered, while Daqiao was a little ashamed. They knew who the master of this poem was.Their father, Qiao Rui, was a frequent visitor to the Yuan Mansion just like Cao Cao, but Cao Cao followed Yuan Shao, and their father Qiao Rui followed Yuan Shu, but they had a good relationship, and many of Cao Cao's poems Qiao Rui were well read mouth.When they were young, they often heard that although Cao Cao had become Qiao Rui’s enemy at that time, the versatile Cao Cao was a rare hero in their hearts when they were young, especially Daqiao. new poems.But this kind of affection is secret, and it is not enough for outsiders to understand. Now that Sun Shao suddenly wrote Cao Cao's poems, Xiaoqiao naturally thought that Daqiao's old love was unforgettable, and taught Sun Shao the poems of Cao Cao, so he couldn't stop laughing.And Daqiao also thought of this, but he couldn't explain it well, so he was ashamed and embarrassed.

Sun Shao didn't notice these things until he finished writing, and then he noticed that the expressions of Daqiao and Xiaoqiao were a bit weird. Bowing towards Xiaoqiao with a humble look: "Record a poem by Mr. Cao, please correct me, my aunt."

Xiaoqiao covered her mouth and said with a sneer: "There is nothing I can say about Mr. Cao's poems. I'd better ask my sister to comment."

Daqiao was speechless, and glared at Xiaoqiao in embarrassment and annoyance, and Xiaoqiao smiled even more happily.Not knowing why, Sun Shao rubbed his head in a daze, then turned to look at Zhou Xun and the others.

When Zhou Xun heard that it was Cao Cao's poem, he breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head and said nothing, secretly rejoicing that he hadn't forced himself to criticize the poem just now, otherwise today would be really embarrassing, even though Cao Cao is an enemy , but the talents of the Cao family father and son are obvious to all. As the children of the family, naturally they will not deliberately slander him just because he is an enemy.

Zhou Yin curled his lips, and said in a strange way: "Brother, although the old thief's poems are quite good, but as the Sun clan in Jiangdong, you can just record his poems, but using the word 'Jinglu' seems like Is something wrong?"

When Daqiao heard this, he frowned. He got up and glanced at the manuscript in front of him. The inscription was indeed "a poem respected by Mr. Cao". As for identity, it is indeed inappropriate to use the word "respect record".She thought about it quickly, and opened her mouth to rescue Sun Shao, but Sun Shao smiled and opened his mouth before her.

"Ayin, do you know when Duke Cao wrote this poem?"

(End of this chapter)