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

“Stability is not that important. With my elder brother and younger brothers here, I can’t take on much responsibility for the continuation of the Yuan family’s prosperity.” Yuan Shao said indifferently.

Cao Cao did not say anything, but smiled inexplicably: "Sister Benchu, your ambitions should not stop here, right?"

Although Yuan Shao was born into the Yuan family, a family of three officials for four generations, he was born to his father and a maid, which means he was a "bastard". Therefore, in the eyes of Yuan Wei, the current head of the Yuan family, Yuan Shao was not as important as the other two.

But Cao Cao understood that Yuan Shao was not satisfied with this, otherwise he would not have traveled around with a sword in hand, making friends with children of aristocratic families everywhere in these years and making a name for himself in Luoyang.

Yuan Shao did not answer Cao Cao's question, nor did he need to answer.

"So, don't you want to make some preparations? For example, go look for Liu Zhaoqing?" Yuan Shao asked Cao Cao in return.

Cao Cao rolled up the poem and stuffed it under his armpit. He looked towards the palace and said, "The drought-stricken seedlings become valuable only after the rain."

"I, Cao Cao, am not a person who seeks favor with powerful people or associates with the so-called 'clean stream'."

"You are really worthy of it." Yuan Shao said lightly.

"Let's go. I'll buy some brocade, then copy a few copies and send them home to show my brothers and sisters." Cao Cao walked downstairs.

Yuan Shao hurriedly caught up, and then when he saw the poem tucked under his armpit, he suddenly remembered something.

"Ah Man, where is the poem about coal that I brought you earlier? I was tossing and turning in bed last night and suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the original work."

"Coal? What kind of coal? I don't know. Sister Benchu, have you been drenched by the rain?"

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That night, at the side door of Cai Yong’s mansion.

The servant over there opened the door carefully, then stuck his head out to look around, and then carefully closed the door.

"How is it?" Cai Yong behind him asked immediately.

"My Lord, I don't see anyone." The servant bowed and replied respectfully.

Cai Yong breathed a sigh of relief, and Liu Zhaoqing also breathed a sigh of relief. Cai Yan, who was next to Cai Yong, also patted her chest.

"No wonder Zi Gan told me, if it hadn't been for the rain from heaven that day, he might have gotten a head disease." Cai Yong thought it was an exaggeration.

It was not until these two days, when the threshold of his own mansion was trampled down and an endless stream of ministers and reclusive celebrities came to visit, that he felt the same way.

With so many people coming, Cai Yong, who paid great attention to etiquette, had to receive them one by one, otherwise it would be impolite.

At first, Cai Yong was secretly delighted, thinking that he had a sharper eye than the ministers in the court and those famous scholars who had lived in seclusion. Not only did he see through the River Map at a glance, he also immediately saw through Liu Zhaoqing's talent.

But later, there were more and more such people, and their status became higher and higher. Even great scholars such as Shentu Pan and Wang Yun came from other places to see Liu Zhaoqing.

After such a series of receptions, Cai Yong's old body was almost falling apart. Even the ten-year-old Cai Yan was busy serving tea and water, and her hands and feet were sore for a long time.

"I feel really guilty about this past two days and have caused too much worry to Lord Cai." Liu Zhaoqing knew that Cai Yong's life was not easy, so he bowed again and said.

"It's okay, it's okay. There's nothing to worry about." Cai Yong waved his hand.

After the two exchanged a few more words, Cai Yong suddenly became serious: "When you return, you must prepare to see the emperor, and... the Ten Attendants will not let you go so easily."

"It's not just the Ten Eunuchs. He Jin may be stupid, but he's not dumb. Our presence is a threat to the Ten Eunuchs, so how can it not be a threat to the relatives of the emperor?"

Liu Zhaoqing nodded: "I understand."

"Well, with your intelligence you should know it, so I don't need to say more." Cai Yong nodded.

Then he said: "Then let's set off quickly while the night is still dark. We will have plenty of opportunities to meet each other in the future."

"Okay, Zhaoqing thanks Mr. Cai for keeping me." Liu Zhaoqing bowed again.

Then he looked at Cai Yan, smiled and bowed to her: "Thank you Xiaoyan for grinding ink and pouring tea these days, and for helping me and Lord Cai receive guests."

"Ah, no, you're welcome. This is Yan's job..." Cai Yan hurriedly bent down and bowed her head in return.

This adorable look made Cai Yong smile happily while stroking his beard.

After leaving the Cai Mansion where he had lived for two days through a side door, Liu Zhaoqing got into a relatively shabby carriage.

When the woman in the carriage, who was wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, saw Liu Zhaoqing, her eyes immediately lit up. She lifted her straw hat slightly, revealing her smooth white chin.

"My benefactor..."

"Shh..." Liu Zhaoqing quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.

Zhang Liao, dressed as a coachman, looked ahead and saw several Confucian scholars sitting on the street in front of Cai's mansion. He immediately shut up.

She had heard about the "grand occasion" of the Cai Mansion in recent days. In fact, because she had walked with Liu Zhaoqing in the past, many people came to her and asked if they could help meet Liu Zhaoqing.

It was not until Yanmen Prefect Guo Wei stepped forward and told his subordinates that he had nothing to do with Liu Zhaoqing that this "trouble" was put to an end.

But compared with Liu Zhaoqing's return, these are nothing.

With a look of joy in his eyes, Zhang Liao waved the reins and headed towards Xun Mansion late at night.

Although many people came to the Xun Mansion, Xun Yu was of noble status and the Xun family was not an ordinary aristocratic family.

Later, his nephew Xun You and the important official Xun Shuang who had returned from the court also came forward, so not many people dared to disturb him.

About half a moment later, the carriage stopped in front of Xun Mansion.

After getting off the car, Liu Zhaoqing walked quickly into the mansion.

Inside the mansion, the dignified woman in white who had been waiting for a long time finally smiled when she saw Liu Zhaoqing.

"Zhao Qing."

"Miss Xun." Liu Zhaoqing bowed after seeing Xun Yu.

Xun Yu was about to return the gift when Zhang Liao said, "Why don't we go in first?"

The two smiled at each other and walked into the house.

Later, Liu Zhaoqing discovered something, it seemed that he did not see Lu Hong.

Xun Yu explained that Lu Hong had found her father's friend today, and she also gave Lu Hong the news that Liu Zhaoqing had returned to Xun Mansion. Lu Hong would probably come back to see Liu Zhaoqing tomorrow morning.

It was a double blessing for Lu Hong to find her father's friend, and Liu Zhaoqing was also very happy.

Then, Liu Zhaoqing and Xun Yu both sat down. Unable to suppress his curiosity, Liu Zhaoqing asked about the details of Xun Yu's poem that day before Zhang Liao came to pour tea.

Xun Yu also smiled and told Liu Zhaoqing about Lu Zhi's demeanor before he wrote the poem, the behavior of the three great scholars when he was writing the poem, and the interesting incident after he wrote the poem when he saw Mr. Lu in Lu Zhi's mansion looking helplessly at the crowd that was like a flood at the door.

After hearing this, Liu Zhaoqing was both shocked and amused.

Later, Zhang Liao also said that Liu Zhaoqing's reputation had spread to almost every corner of Luoyang in the past two days, and it could even be said that everyone, including women and children, knew about it.

"After all, common people may not understand poetry, but they can see real natural phenomena," said Xun Yu.

Zhang Liao also nodded and sighed, "Yes, the auspicious beast came to pay homage. The rice outside Luoyang City turned from green to yellow. The rivers that were originally destroyed by the flood became clear and there were many fat fish."

“Not only that, there are many people suffering from diseases in the city, and many of them recovered directly after being nourished by the sweet rain. Even Lu Hong’s disease has been alleviated.” Xun Yu was also amazed. It was also the first time for her to see such an auspicious scene.

"Wenyuan also told me that Lv Hong thought it was Hua Tuo who came, and then when she heard that it was you who did it, she was so shocked that she stood there for a long time."

Zhang Liao also smiled: "Not only her, but everyone in Luoyang is seeing this strange sight for the first time."

Xun Yu nodded, then she looked at Liu Zhaoqing, but found that the smile on Liu Zhaoqing's face was not too relaxed.

"My benefactor, are you still worried about something?" Zhang Liao also noticed something.

Liu Zhaoqing looked at Xun Yu, who thought for a moment and said, "The eunuch party has not been buried yet."

"But... Zhao Qing, you have to think carefully. Escaping from prison is already so difficult. This second goal is more than a hundred times more difficult than 'shaking Luoyang'. If you fail or make a mistake... you will be doomed."

"With Wen Ruowenyuan and a group of great scholars and common people helping me, I have nothing to fear." Liu Zhaoqing said firmly.

"The forces in the court are hindering each other, and everyone wants to get a piece of the pie from the sick and weak real dragon. If this is the case, then breaking this deadlock and chaos will start with us."

After hearing these words, Xun Yu and Zhang Liao's expressions also changed slightly.

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The next morning, before dawn, Liu Zhaoqing was startled by the sound of a galloping horse at Xun Yu's house, and before he could wait for Lu Hong to come back to see him.

"Your Majesty has issued an order that Liu Zhaoqing enter the palace immediately. There must be no mistakes!"

Liu Zhaoqing was slightly surprised, and Xun Yu was also stunned for a moment, frowning and saying: "Why is it today? Tomorrow is the morning court. If His Majesty wants to confer a reward, it should be at tomorrow's morning court..."

Unless, this proclamation...is not a reward.

"Where is Liu Zhaoqing?!"

The person outside who was delivering the imperial edict urged him.

Liu Zhaoqing thought for a moment, then said to Xun Yu: "Wen Ruo, today you continue to prepare for tomorrow's morning court."

"I should be fine if I meet the emperor like this."

Liu Zhaoqing entered the palace with Huangmenlang on a fast horse. Under his leadership, he quickly walked through various palaces and finally came to a huge courtyard in the harem.

"Your Majesty is there, please don't be rude." Huangmenlang said this and then retreated.

Liu Zhaoqing also looked at his appearance and after confirming that it was not dirty, he quickly walked towards the pavilion in the center of the courtyard.

Soon he saw Liu Hong's huge body, which almost occupied the entire pavilion.

"I, Liu Zhaoqing, pay my respects to Your Majesty." Liu Zhaoqing knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Zhao Qing."

Liu Hong, with his back to Liu Zhaoqing, spoke lightly.

"The grass people are here."

"Is this poem really written by you? Please don't deceive me."

Chapter 88: I am dying soon

The emperor suddenly summoned me one day before the morning court, and it was definitely not to reward me in advance.

The first thing the emperor asked was about his poems, which meant that Liu Zhaoqing was most likely ordered to do so because of his previous work Wanshi.

It is a well-known fact that Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, Liu Hong, was fond of poetry and prose, so the number of poems by famous scholars in the world that he had seen must be countless.

Questioning Liu Zhaoqing at this time was definitely not just a casual remark.

If he said something wrong at this time, or did not do what the emperor wished, he would be charged with "deceiving the emperor".

Liu Zhaoqing lowered his head slightly, and several judgments flashed through his mind in an instant.

"Your Majesty, this poem... was not written by me."

"Oh?"

Liu Hong let out a sigh when he heard this, and then continued in a tone that could not tell whether he was happy or angry: "How could it not be written by you? The palace guard said it was written by you, and the poem was also written by you."

"If it wasn't you who did it, could it be that I did it?"

He slowly lowered his body again. The Liu Hong at this moment was completely different from the description of Emperor Ling of Han in his previous life. The tone of every word he said was so ethereal that it felt as if he was talking to him through a layer of mist.

This also confirmed Liu Zhaoqing's previous judgment: As the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he must be unwilling to see his country fall into decline.

"Your Majesty, this poem came from my mouth, but it was not written by me." Liu Zhaoqing said again.

Liu Hong in the pavilion in front was silent for a moment, then said, "Then tell me who did it. If you deceive me, I will kill your entire clan."

His face was slightly stunned, and Liu Zhaoqing broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He knew that the emperor had some doubts.

"This poem was written by a poet in my dream. His surname is Li and his name is Bai."

"The Immortal Poet...?"

Liu Zhaoqing lowered his head and continued to answer: "Yes, Li Bai likes to drink and dance with swords. He is talented and has great ambitions to serve his country, but he is unsuccessful in the officialdom. People like his poems and respect him as the immortal poet, but he himself does not want to be an immortal. He wants to be a capable minister who governs the world, saves the people, and stabilizes the country."

After Liu Zhaoqing finished answering, the scene fell silent again.

There was no sound of wind or insects. The only sound in the harem courtyard was the splash of water flowing from the exquisite artificial stone into the pond not far away.

Liu Zhaoqing waited for Liu Hong's reaction, feeling a little nervous but not too uneasy.

Because he was telling the truth, if Liu Hong had a gift like the ability to identify lies, then he would be safe.

As expected, Liu Hong tapped the seat twice with his fingers and then laughed: "You are braver than tigers and leopards. You actually made up a non-existent 'immortal' to deceive me."

Liu Zhaoqing quickly bowed his head again: "I dare not deceive your majesty."

Having said that, Liu Zhaoqing was already calm in his heart. If Liu Hong was really angry and thought that he was deceiving the emperor, he would not have used such a "laughing and scolding" tone.

"You're still saying no?"