The Three Kingdoms: My Wife is a Great and Good Teacher

Later that day, in front of the Imperial Palace, Cao Cao, one of the Eight Commanders of the Western Garden, went to the palace and asked to see His Majesty.

Because of his special status as the descendant of a eunuch, and because he did not directly oppose the Ten Attendants, he often expressed his dissatisfaction with He Jin. In fact, people who knew Cao Cao knew that Cao Cao had the same attitude towards both relatives and eunuchs.

But at least in the eyes of the Ten Eunuchs, there was nothing wrong with Cao Cao asking to see the emperor to report the situation in Luoyang City. Moreover, because of Cao Cao's background, he was also one of the targets worth winning over, at least as long as He Jin was not sent in.

So unlike the other ministers who were intercepted by the Ten Attendants, Cao Cao met the emperor relatively easily. After a brief conversation with the emperor, he asked the emperor whether he knew about a poem that had been circulating in Luoyang recently.

The emperor was unaware of this and did not seem to be very interested in it. He just ate lychees and watched the beauty dance. Cao Cao also presented the emperor with Liu Zhaoqing's poems, which he had re-copied on a delicate document. The emperor did not check it on the spot, but just signaled the maid to take it, and then let Cao Cao leave.

After walking out of the palace, Cao Cao put his finger on his chin and thought for a moment.

"Your Majesty is a poetry lover, so it is impossible that he is not interested in this poem. So... this poem is not important enough, or in other words, the poet Liu Zhaoqing cannot shake the vortex in Luoyang in the slightest."

Since nothing can be changed, there is no need to care about a discarded piece.

"But since you can write such a poem, you should have thought of this point... Then, what will you do next?" Cao Cao was immediately full of anticipation for the next few days in Luoyang.

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Another morning passed, in the southwest of Luoyang City, there was an ordinary mansion which turned out to be the residence of Lu Zhi, the current General of the North and a great scholar.

At this time, a convoy consisting of three carriages loaded with gifts stopped in front of Lu Zhi's mansion.

The car is filled with gifts packed in exquisite wooden boxes. It is a long-standing custom to bring some gifts when meeting or visiting someone.

Although there are many people who would bribe high-ranking officials in the name of giving gifts nowadays, and the eunuchs made money in this way, the people who gave the gifts this time came with real gratitude.

"Miss, we are here."

"Well, you put the gift in it, and I will go in to visit Mr. Lu first." A dignified young woman in white got out of the car.

After getting off the car, Xun Yu immediately walked into the mansion, looking eager to see Lu Zhi.

"Miss Xun, the master has been waiting for you in the hall for a long time." After entering Lu Zhi's mansion, the servants in the mansion also came forward to greet Xun Yu.

Xun Yu nodded, then immediately followed the servant through the ordinary gray and white corridor, passed through a small forest garden, turned a corner along the wooden planks, and arrived in front of a simple and elegant living room.

In the living room, Lu Zhi, dressed in gray simple musical notation clothes, was sitting at the desk, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully.

Although Xun Yu was anxious, he did not dare to disturb him and waited by the door.

Fortunately, Lu Zhi put the book down after reading it for less than half a minute.

"You're here?" Lu Zhi looked towards Xun Yu with a calm gaze, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for assisting me in reporting to the court that morning." Xun Yu bowed.

Lu Zhi shook his head slightly: "That day, I didn't come to help you."

“I’m helping my students.”

"Mr.'s student?"

"Yes, her surname is Liu, her courtesy name is Xuande, and she is currently the magistrate of Pingyuan County."

Hearing this name, Xun Yu was a little surprised: "The magistrate of Pingyuan County is Mr. Lu's student?"

Nodding slightly, Lu Zhi motioned for Xun Yu to sit down: "You sit down first."

Then Lu Zhi briefly told Xun Yu the story of how he had studied in Zhuo County and taught Liu Bei. He also said that Liu Bei was noticed by the governor of Youzhou because of his talent and was recommended to be the magistrate of Pingyuan County.

In this way, Xun Yu also understood that Liu Zhaoqing must have brought Liu Bei's letter, and then asked the prison warden to deliver the letter to Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi, considering his student's feelings, spoke for Liu Zhaoqing in the court.

"This is all thanks to Magistrate Liu..." Although Xun Yu had heard of Magistrate Liu from his nephew, he did not know what the relationship between Liu Bei and Liu Zhaoqing was like.

"Do you think that a letter from Xuande is worth it for me to anger Zhang Rang and seek justice for a commoner?" Lu Zhi said calmly at this time.

After a moment of hesitation, Xun Yu said, "Then, sir, is it because..."

"Of course it is the 'common people' themselves." Lu Zhi said without beating around the bush, "He sacrificed so much for the people, but was framed by the eunuchs. He quelled the calamity of heaven for the people of Pingyuan, but he himself suffered an unwarranted disaster in Luoyang."

"The fewer eunuchs like the Ten Eunuchs, the better. And the more people like Liu Zhaoqing, the better."

It turned out that it was Liu Zhaoqing's own deeds that saved him.

Xun Yu felt relieved, thinking that he had made the right choice by coming to Lu Zhi.

She immediately bent down and bowed: "Please Mr. Lu... help me rescue Zhao Qing."

"Just tell me what I need to do, or what he needs my cooperation in doing?" Lu Zhi said directly.

"Eh?" Xun Yu looked up and was stunned again.

"Mr. Lu, how do you know we have...a plan?"

"Although I am studying in the mansion, I have also heard that excellent works such as "Ode to Coal" have been spreading like wildfire in Luoyang City recently." Lu Zhi stroked his beard, smiled slightly and looked at Xun Yu.

"The poem "Ode to Coal" is so moving and inspiring that it should be appreciated by students all over the world and used as a model."

To receive such praise from Lu Zhi, one can imagine the influence of this poem, and Xun Yu couldn't help but smile.

"And since he can do such a thing in prison, I think he has already told you how to cooperate with him next?" Lu Zhi continued.

Xun Yu put away his smile and quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake: "As you said, I was worried that you would refuse, so I didn't explain it immediately."

“It’s okay.” Lu Zhi stroked his beard and continued, “But just a poem can’t pull him out of the whirlpool.”

Xun Yu also knew this. She nodded, then took out something wrapped in black coarse cloth from her pocket, walked to Lu Zhi's desk, and placed it in front of him.

"What is this?" Lu Zhi asked.

"A few days ago, I wrote a letter to Yu Xinshun about what happened to Zhao Qing and sent it to Pingyuan. This is the reply from Pingyuan County. I just received it today."

Lu Zhi opened a corner slightly and saw what seemed to be a very thick...letter inside.

But after opening the letter, what he saw were names and bright red handprints.

Roughly speaking, the number of names on this extremely thick letter that has been folded up repeatedly may be close to ten thousand...

Lu Zhi was slightly surprised, then he wrapped the package again. After a moment of silence, he looked at Xun Yu and said, "I think your Majesty will also be moved by this."

"However, we are still lacking something that can shake up the entire Luoyang and make Your Majesty worry-free."

"This thing, Zhao Qing also gave it to Yu." Xun Yu said.

"where?"

Xun Yu took out a white jade brush from his sleeve: "Here."

"You want to use your natural gift to write?" Lu Zhi immediately saw what Xun Yu wanted to do.

Then he frowned and said, "Although writers like me can resonate with heaven and earth by writing with the words bestowed by heaven, if what we write is not recognized by heaven and earth, it will backfire on us."

"And if you want to shake Luoyang, even if you use your God-given power to write that poem about coal, it will not be enough to compete with the eunuchs and others."

"Cultivating literature is not the same as practicing martial arts. One wrong step will ruin ten years of study. Xun Yu, do you...really want to do this?"

Xun Yu smiled, looked at Lu Zhi and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xie, for your concern for me. However, what I want to write is not about Luoyang."

“…but the world.”

After saying this, Xun Yu mobilized the power given by God and began to write the first stroke in the void.

Suddenly, Lu Zhi seemed to see the sky split open and a long river appeared.

He was horrified, stood up immediately and shouted:

"Wait a minute!!"

Xun Yu withdrew his hand, a little frightened, and looked up at Lu Zhi.

She discovered that the great scholar, who had always been indifferent, now had bright eyes and a radiant look, as if he had returned to his early twenties.

"How can such a masterpiece be written in the air? Please wait for a moment while I go and fetch the treasure!"

Chapter 82 Born with a Strange Vision, Poems Passed Down Through the Ages

After saying this, the now world-famous scholar immediately called the servants.

"Go and get that Qisong brush."

The servant was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Qilin pen, isn't that... the reward the master received ten years ago? It's made of an ancient pine tree stained with Qilin's blood, it's extremely precious..."

"Just go and get it, don't waste time." Lu Zhi waved his hand to interrupt the servant.

Seeing the master's expression, the servant naturally didn't dare to say anything. He immediately bent down and quickly went to get the treasure.

After Lu Zhi finished instructing his servants, he paced back and forth twice and muttered, "A good pen alone is not enough, you must have good paper. Although I have a few pieces of golden silk paper in my house, that paper is only great for viewing, but it is not enough to carry such a work... "

While Lu Zhi was thinking, Xun Yu found an opportunity to speak up: "But, isn't the golden silkworm paper precious enough? Mr. Lu, I don't think it's necessary..."

"How can it be unnecessary?" Lu Zhi looked at Xun Yu, then sighed and said, "You don't know how long the Confucian scholars in Luoyang and even the world have been waiting for this moment."

"The eunuchs are in power, the relatives of the emperor are in power, and most of the noble families in the court are fighting overtly and covertly. The power struggles behind them are the culprit for the chaos in Luoyang today."

"However, there is still a small number of Confucian scholars who hope for peace in the world and well-being of the people, because they know that this is where the Han Dynasty can prosper."

The light in Lu Zhi's eyes was calm, and although his face showed anxiety, his mind was as clear as a lake or the sea.

"We Confucian scholars only have pens. Although we can kill enemies, we cannot move Luoyang. Now, the opportunity has finally come."

Xun Yu was also slightly startled after hearing what Lu Zhi said, and then nodded: "So that's how it is... Yu, I understand."

There were those in the court who pursued personal gain, but there were also loyal people like Lu Zhi who worried about the Han Dynasty and the people of the world.

Liu Zhaoqing and she want to find a great scholar who can speak for them, and the great scholar who cares about the people of the world also hopes to find an opportunity to change the status quo.

Now is also an opportunity that Lu Zhi and others cannot miss.

"As for this paper..." Lu Zhi stroked his beard and said, "I remember that Brother Kang Cheng got a skin of a lucky beast when he was young. He made it into precious paper and regarded it as a treasure. He was reluctant to use it, but now is the time."

Kang Cheng, also known as Zheng Xuan Zheng Kangcheng, is a disciple of the late great Confucian scholar Ma Rong, along with Lu Zhi. Both of them are also great Confucian scholars of our time.

"But didn't Mr. Zheng retire from the world?" Xun Yu said.

Not only Zheng Xuan, because of the chaotic situation in Luoyang, many great men and talented celebrities left Luoyang and stayed away from the center of the vortex, such as Xun Yu's brother Xun Yue.

"Although he lives in seclusion, he is also concerned about the situation in the court. After I wrote to him to inform him about the River Map, he returned to Luoyang this morning." Lu Zhi smiled.

"I will write a book and send it to him using the falcon from my home."

After saying this, Lu Zhi immediately found paper and pen and wrote a letter, and asked the servant to bring the falcon and pin it on his leg.

"I have a pen and paper, but I still lack some good ink."

Lu Zhi thought of someone again and nodded slightly: "It just so happens that Bo Ji has this precious ink."

The name Bo Ji is also well-known to Xun Yu, that is, Cai Yong, Cai Bo Ji.

He was also a famous scholar, and he was a man of consistent virtue and great talent. He often lamented the chaos in the court and the poison of the eunuch party, and was extremely disgusted with their harm.

In a short period of time, Lu Zhi used his connections to call over two great scholars of the time, and also asked his servants to invite other aspiring celebrities in Luoyang City.

It was only then that Xun Yu realized that the famous scholars and Confucian scholars were not without the desire to support the Han Dynasty, but they had no opportunity and could not see any hope.

At this time, "The River Map and the Rise of the Han Dynasty" gave them hope, and now, what they have to do is exactly that opportunity.

Not long after, several carriages suddenly arrived outside Lu Zhi's door.

An old man with gray hair and plain clothes just got off the carriage, and then he saw an old scholar getting off the carriage from the opposite side.

The two looked at each other, both surprised.

Then he nodded slightly and hurriedly entered Lu Zhi's mansion under the guidance of the servant.

Then Xun Yu, who was sitting in the guest hall, saw Zheng Xuan, who he admired to be knowledgeable and rarely seen, actually walking into the guest hall in a hurry, and behind him was Cai Yong.

"Zi Gan, please stop lying to me?!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zheng Xuan said to Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi smiled, then explained to the two of them, and asked Xun Yu to do the same thing again.

The three great scholars saw different things from what Xun Yu saw. Even if Xun Yu was gifted by heaven, he could not be compared with the great scholar who had accumulated knowledge throughout his life and comprehended a little bit of the changes in the world.

They can see things that Xun Yu cannot see.

And precisely because they could see it, Zheng Xuan and Cai Yong both showed looks of horror in their eyes.

"Okay, okay... It seems that Bo Ji's words are correct, the Han Dynasty will rise..."

Zheng Xuan let out a long sigh.

"Well, are you two relieved now?" After Lu Zhi finished speaking, he looked at the two people and said, "But why did you two come here empty-handed?"

Zheng Xuan smiled, and then said to the attendant beside him: "Go and get the things from the car."