In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

Cao Jie covered his face.

How embarrassing!

What should I do?

It's so embarrassing, I want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and then fill it with dirt.

Bringing this foodie along was a mistake from the very beginning!

The stall owner was laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"Brave warrior...although you answered incorrectly."

"But your explanation..."

"I give up."

"This rabbit is for you!"

"Take it back... and eat it with the flatbread!"

Zhao Yu took the rabbit.

I picked it up and took a look.

Thanks.

"It is indeed quite fat."

Cao Jie couldn't listen anymore and turned to leave.

They walked very fast.

Her face was flushed; it was hard to tell whether she was angry or embarrassed.

Zhao Yu followed, carrying the "big pancake".

Don't care.

"Second Miss, why are you walking so fast?"

"I don't know you!"

"A pancake... How did you even come up with that!"

"From now on, this rabbit will be called 'Big Pancake'!"

"A constant reminder of your vulgarity!"

"A name is just a label."

"Calling it 'Big Pancake' is auspicious, and it means the animals are easy to raise."

"And it smells delicious."

Cao Jie suddenly stopped in his tracks.

She turned around and glared at Zhao Yu.

"You still dare to talk back!"

"If you say that again, I'll release it back into the wild!"

"Don't."

Zhao Yu hid the cage behind his back.

"These are spoils of war."

"Although it was obtained through a quiz show, it is still considered a strategic resource."

Cao Jie had no choice.

A brain teaser?

That's called being unreasonable and argumentative!

……

(This reminds me of the number one critic of the Han Dynasty, so I'm paying tribute to him. Mi Heng was killed by Huang Zu a long time ago.)

The two walked one after the other.

I followed the flow of people and walked forward for a while.

The surrounding noise became somewhat more subdued.

Cao Jie stopped in his tracks.

In front of us is a pavilion overlooking the water.

"Wangjiang Tower".

Exquisite lanterns hung at the entrance.

A sign was erected.

[Lantern Festival Poetry Gathering].

There is also a line of smaller print:

[To make friends through literature, all who enter will be offered complimentary fragrant tea.]

Cao Jie's eyes lit up.

This is a good place to wash away the shame.

Just now at the riddle stall, Zhao Yu's "big pancake" riddle swayed my thinking.

It seems so incredibly vulgar.

We need to go to such an elegant place to get our revenge.

By the way, let Zhao Yu, that blockhead, see what the top social circle of the Han Dynasty is like.

"Walk."

Cao Jie tidied his hair.

"Let's go in and take a look."

"Let me show you what true elegance is."

"Don't mention pie again!"

Although Cao Cao was defeated at the Battle of Red Cliffs, he still brought his sword into the palace and intimidated the emperor.

This left scholars who still harbored feelings for the Han dynasty feeling angry but dared not speak out.

I can only find solace in poetry and wine, and vent my frustrations here.

Zhao Yu looked up at the plaque.

[System scan: Moderate population density.]

[Environment: Enclosed space.]

Risk assessment: Low.

High-calorie items detected: Osmanthus cake, crispy pastry, and tea snacks.

[Judgment: Entry is permitted.]

OK."

Zhao Yu nodded.

"I'm actually hungry."

……

The servant at the gate checked his identity.

Good heavens! So she's Empress Fu's sworn sister!

The second young lady of the Prime Minister's mansion, who is greatly favored.

Her identity is special. Although she is a member of the Cao family, she is a woman after all. Moreover, there are rumors that the second young lady is quite talented and has a strong affinity for Han.

Even without talent, just based on that face and that father, he could get in.

"Second Miss, please come in."

The servant bowed respectfully and led the way.

Zhao Yu followed behind Cao Jie, carrying a rabbit in his hand.

It seemed a bit out of place.

The surrounding scholars and literati saw him,

They all covered their noses.

His eyes were full of disdain, as if he were looking at something dirty.

"A crude and vulgar brute."

"How could someone like this be allowed into such an elegant place?"

"Cao Cao's lackey."

Whispers could be heard incessantly.

Cao Jie pretended not to hear the surrounding chatter.

After all, at this time,

It's not like the Qing Dynasty, which was known for its literary inquisitions.

Scholars do have some skills.

Behind them were deeply entrenched aristocratic clans and powerful families.

In addition, the Eastern Han Dynasty was already rife with "pure discussion," which involved scholars discussing the state of the court.

Even if you use the most vulgar language, as long as it doesn't affect political actions or military morale,

Cao Cao usually just let them be, which would earn him a reputation for being "magnanimous".

The two walked to an empty table in the corner and sat down.

Although the location is remote, it is quiet and has a good view.

A maidservant served fragrant tea, along with several plates of exquisite pastries.

Zhao Yu reached out and took a piece.

Stuff it into your mouth.

[Energy Supplement: +50 calories.]

Taste: Acceptable, but a bit too sweet.

"cough."

Cao Jie was a little nervous.

She turned around and tugged at Zhao Yu's sleeve.

"Zhao Yu".

"Pay attention to your image."

"This is a poetry gathering."

Zhao Yu swallowed the pastry.

"I'm testing the waters, you wouldn't understand."

"What if someone poisons the Second Miss's tea? As her bodyguard, I must be the first to act."

Cao Jie rolled his eyes.

Excuses! All excuses!

"Suit yourself, this place is full of great scholars and literati."

"If you don't understand later, just shut up and eat. Don't embarrass me."

Zhao Yu nodded.

"Understand."

"As long as there's no fighting."

"I'm mute."

……

After an incense stick has burned.

The poetry reading begins.

Kong Rong sat in the high position, a descendant of Confucius, and a renowned literary leader.

He was a living advertisement just by sitting there.

He had an upright and righteous look on his face.

He raised his glass and sighed.

"The nation is in dire straits; the Han Dynasty is fragmented, and it is unknown when it will be unified."

"We are Han officials, yet we can only engage in empty talk here."

"How tragic!"

The civil officials echoed his sentiments.

Some wept bitterly, while others slammed their fists on the table.

But then an arrogant voice rang out.

"What are you crying about!"

"A bunch of cowards!"

One person stood up.

Disheveled

He was holding a broken drum in his hand.

His eyes were wild and arrogant.

禰衡.

The word is Zhengping.

The number one troll in the Han Dynasty.

The fighter jet among madmen.

Even Cao Cao was cursed by him while beating a drum, but he was not killed (because killing famous scholars would damage his reputation).

Confucius said that the world was divided and treacherous officials were in power.

"I don't think so. Treacherous officials aren't so scary."

Ni Heng's gaze swept across the entire room.

It landed on Zhao Yu.

"What's truly terrifying are the dogs kept by treacherous officials."

"Bite wildly."

"I will obey your orders."

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yu.

Everyone knows who Ni Heng is cursing.

Cao Jie's expression changed.

"Nie Zhengping!"

"What do you mean?"

"Using a veiled criticism to insult someone else?"

Mi Heng laughed loudly.

"Why is the Second Miss angry?"

"I have come up with a poem and would like to ask the Second Miss for her opinion."

Ni Heng picked up his pen.

The brushstrokes flow like dragons and snakes on the rice paper.

In a short while, a seven-character quatrain appeared.

"Hong of the Dog"

Its tail drooped and swayed before the master's seat.

Their claws and teeth are sharp and they have no regard for the law.

Picking up the jade in the golden palace, the true slave's bones.

It's all in vain to merely wear human skin!

Finished.

Ni Heng threw down his pen.

"What a beautiful poem!"

"What a beautiful poem!"

"Brother Zhengping is indeed a man of great talent!"

The scholars, eager for a good spectacle, started making a fuss.

"Well said!"

"penetrating!"

"True slave bones! Hahaha!"

Cao Jieqi was furious.

Oh dear.

His chest heaved violently.

She's a talented woman; if she still can't understand something this obvious, then she might as well die.

Every single sentence is an insult to Zhao Yu!

They called him a groveling dog.

They cursed him for his sharp henchmen and aiding and abetting evil.

He was scolded for picking up the jade pendant in the Golden Palace (implying greed or currying favor with the powerful), saying he was born a servile wretch!

In the end, they even called him a human being in human skin!

This is outrageous!

You shouldn't hit someone in the face, this is practically peeling off Zhao Yu's face and trampling it on the ground!

"you……"

"Nie Heng!"

"How dare you insult the people of my Prime Minister's residence?"

"I'm going to tear this poem to shreds!"