Fall In Love with the Technology Tree - Chapter 170

    At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, when people mentioned the simple and poetic name “Huanghuatai”, the first thing they thought of was the Huanghuatai in Guantao County, Jizhou.

    Princess Guantao, the daughter of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu and Guo Shengtong, was sealed here. When she was at her most beautiful, she built a square high platform in the fief, with a view of the lake on top of it, and used it as Beppu. If everything can go on smoothly, the Princess Di, the Princess Di and the eldest princess, her power is afraid that she can catch up with the mother-in-law and aunt of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty who is also named “Guan Tao”, and become a big figure that the emperor must respect.

    However, it was Yin Lihua’s son who ascended the throne after Liu Xiu. Everyone knows what happened later. Princess Guantao, her elder brother and her concubine failed to rebel and committed suicide. After her death, she was buried with her concubine in the west of Huanghuatai. And this high platform, which once had a beautiful scenery, was also abandoned by the latecomers because of the shadow of rebellion and the legend of resentment, and gradually rotted away in the weeds.

    The fame is no longer, but it used to be Liu’s royal building. Therefore, when Cao Cao dignifiedly named the table-top building overlooking Pushui in the south of Juancheng as “Huanghuatai”, it still attracted a few thoughtful or contemptuous eyes. There was even a self-proclaimed aristocratic family member who opened his mouth and asked, “I’m afraid Duke Cao has never heard of Princess Guantao’s allusions, right?”

    Cao Cao didn’t care, and smiled heartily: “What happened in this dynasty has just passed a hundred years, and I naturally know it. But if you want to avoid the Lu family who is chaotic, there will be no chickens in the world. If you want to avoid the relatives of the deposed emperor, the sun and the moon will be dull [Note 1]. I see that the thousands of acres of land under this platform are full of chrysanthemums grown in the medical hall, golden in autumn, and there are more suitable ones than the Yellow Flower Terrace. Is it the name? Even if I don’t say it, the people around me will call it ‘Huanghuatai’, which is a simple folk custom.”

    Insolent and magnanimous, naive and rude.

    Therefore, the high platform in the chrysanthemum bush was named “Yellow Flower Terrace”. Throughout the history of the Wei Dynasty for more than a thousand years, when people mentioned “Huanghuatai”, the first thing that came to mind was Juancheng Huanghuatai. After all, compared to the abandoned building in Guantao, which has no trace, Juancheng Huanghuatai has a much stronger sense of existence—a famous chrysanthemum viewing place, and it is also the designated place for the royal family to entertain centenarians on the Double Ninth Festival every year.

    Even two hundred years after the demise of the Wei Dynasty, the name of Huanghuatai became more and more loud with the popularity of “Romance at the End of the Han Dynasty”. In this legendary novel, there is a chapter called “Placing the Crab Yellow Flower Terrace, Fighting for a Laugh at the Edge”. The author used his amazing imagination to give Liu Bei, a mediocre figure in the late Han Dynasty, a heroic temperament almost on the same level as Cao Cao.

    I have to say, he hit the truth by mistake.

    In October of the eighth year of Emperor Han Shaodi, chrysanthemums were blooming at their most prosperous season. The sky spreads out. As soon as the wind blows, the fine-fingered petals are stamped on the shoes, rolled back to the stone steps, and spread into a thin layer of tapestry. The light fragrance seems to be swirling in the night, attracting reverie.

    The year number is confusing at this time. There is one Yuan Shao’s puppet, one Yuan Shu who just died, and many little emperors who committed suicide. Coupled with the strange era names used by various cats and dogs to be kings, the chaos is unspeakable, and some princes even use the Han Lingdi light for convenience. and year number.

    But the most meaningful is the eighth year of Shaodi that Cao Sheng used. It has been eight years since the Yellow Turban Uprising, and eight years since Emperor Ling of Han died. It has been eight years since the two youngest sons left by Emperor Ling of Han began to be played by the princes.

    Finally, they all left this world.

    This is the first autumn without the Han emperor. The world is torn apart, and the heroes rise together. But in fact, long-sighted people have already understood that the only ones capable of unifying the thirteen states are Yuan and Cao.

    And one of the overlords, Cao Cao, who owns three states and two places, is at the end of this flower-scented stone step. On the high platform, the lights are numbered, and the bronze cups are golden.

    Liu Bei took a deep breath and lifted his foot into the area where the oil lamp could shine. “Gong Cao, I am very happy to be invited.”

    “Hey, it’s more polite.” Cao Cao smiled and gave a warm hug, “Sit down.”

      Chu wine is the most nourishing.”

     Following his voice, the guard next to him stepped forward and lifted the hemispherical copper vessel to reveal steaming crabs, each of which seemed to weigh half a catty. The clear wine was poured out of the small wine jug that was gurgling on the stove, and even a chrysanthemum petal was exposed at the end, floating on the surface of the liquid, elegant and lovely.

    Liu Bei picked up the wine cup carefully and took a sip. Under Cao Cao’s watch, he had to take a crab, unscrew a crab’s leg, and eat it with both hands and mouth.

    Cao Cao returned to his normal line of sight: “Is it a good wine and a good crab?”

    “Good wine, good crab, good wine, good crab.” Liu Bei replied.

    “Really so good?” Cao Cao asked again.

    “Ah?” Liu Bei broke out in a cold sweat, but he had to keep his face correct. “The Chu wine and autumn crabs that are tribute to Duke Cao are naturally good.”

    “Hahahahaha. There is no need to say such compliments. Lord Xuande, please.” Cao Cao also got himself a hairy crab and started to dismantle it. From the crab roe to the white meat, from the trunk to the limbs, Cao Cao is a know-it-all at first sight.

    In contrast, Liu Bei was much more cautious, slowly breaking the crab legs and slowly picking the leg meat. When Cao Cao had finished dismantling two crabs, he was able to eat six legs.

    Cao Cao naturally won’t go to accommodate this person who can’t let go, the status exchange, even he can’t eat. Cao Cao clapped his hands, and the guards brought towel and chrysanthemum water. Rinse his mouth, clean his hands, and then raise his head again, Liu Bei has finished rinsing his mouth, and looks like he is sitting upright.

    Cao Cao started drinking, took a sip, and picked a bit of crab meat. The wine was boiled warm, rippling in the dim light. During the heating process, the bitterness and pungency dissipated a lot, and the sweetness and mellowness were more prominent.

    “Duke Xuande, you said, I killed Yuan Shu and sent the head to Jizhou, why did Yuan Shao send back a box of heavy gifts? Bar.”

    The night wind blew into the high platform, and the lights that had burned to the oil level jumped in one direction, casting swaying shadows on people’s faces.

    The corner of Cao Cao’s mouth twitched: “How do you say this?”

    “In today’s world, Duke Cao and Yuan Shao have half of the elite land in the Central Plains, and this is an inevitable battle. However, Yuan Shao has Gongsun Zan unparalleled in iron cavalry, and they have been fighting for many years. Yuan Shao wants to destroy Gongsun Zan first, so as to pacify future troubles, Join the Qiang captives and fight the Gongjue to the death. Deliberately pretending to make peace with the Gongjue, I don’t want to be attacked by the enemy.”

    “Okay, okay.” Cao Cao smiled and said, “Although Yuan Shao has Gongsun Zan in the north, and I have Zhang Xiu, Liu Biao, Tao Qian, Liu Yao, etc. in the south, in this way, I am even more at a loss. .”

    “Duke Cao, the princes in the south are self-defense, not aggressive. As long as you have money, food, beauty, and a letter, you can appease and win over. Only Wancheng Zhangxiu is needs to be conquered.”

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    The wind was so loud that it made the surrounding curtains rattle.

    “Pa Da.” Liu Bei’s chopsticks fell to the ground. Careless! In order to ease his anxiety, he didn’t choose to say anything. Today’s words are too much! After all, it was Cao Cao who was too scary and had seen through him.

    Liu Bei hurriedly lowered his head to look for chopsticks. With the light of the fire shaking in the wind, he could clearly see that his legs were trembling, and the trembling subsided when he grabbed the two chopsticks in his palms.

    “Duke Cao.” When Liu Bei stood up again, his face was congested with blood, he squinted, his expression was stunned, as if he was a little drunk, “Duke Cao, prepare… prepare wine. Later, I made a slip of the tongue and took the liberty to ask for it…”

    Cao Cao: “You said.”

    “Liaoxi Gongsun Zan has a classmate relationship with Biyou…I can’t bear it…He faces Yuan Shao alone…Wuuu…I can’t support the lonely tree…If I am in trouble, I am ready to help. I beg Cao Gong to let me send troops to western Liaoning… Help for the Gongsun family.” He stumblingly recounted his old feelings, and he shed tears as he spoke, like a frank old farmer who didn’t understand politics.

    “Xuande is drunk.” Cao Cao said.

    “No, never.” Liu Bei hiccupped and stretched out his hand to pull Cao Cao’s sleeve, “Duke Cao, it’s really hard to defend… You have a strong will and nowhere to do it… Be prepared, Prepare to go north to western Liaoning… It will also be beneficial to Duke Cao to contain Yuan Shao. Duke Cao—”

    Cao Cao grabbed Liu Bei’s hand with his backhand and patted it several times soothingly. “Mr. Xuande is drunk, so let’s rest early.”

    Liu Bei sat back in his seat dejectedly, lifted the jug of warm wine, and poured the still hot wine into his throat. Fortunately, this is warm wine across a water bath, and the maximum temperature should not exceed 60 degrees, otherwise Liu Xuande’s throat would be scalded.

    Cao Cao was also startled, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the jug, but it was already empty.

    “Good wine.” Liu Bei let out a burp full of wine stench, “Good wine, good crab. Hahaha.” Then he fell headfirst on the table and fell asleep.

    Cao Cao looked at his defenseless sleeping face, squinted and squinted again, and finally did not speak.

      The intelligence of human beings on offense and defense, and the alternation of true feelings and falsehoods, were vividly displayed in this short conversation.

    “Send Duke Xuande back.” Cao Cao finally said. He drank the last remaining cup of wine in front of him, putting an end to the “Yellow Flower Banquet”. After all, he failed to make up his mind to get rid of this scourge before sending troops to Zhang Xiu.

    The author has something to say: Note 1: The first half of the sentence is about Lu Zhi, the wife of Liu Bang; , After four dynasties, one emperor was abolished in the middle. After his death, Emperor Xuan of Han personally handled the funeral and buried Maoling with emperor-level funeral.