Chapter 43 Return to Puyang

Zhao Yu understands this.

Not to mention this era, even in the modern time and space two thousand years later, such things happen frequently. The husband blamed his husband for his death, but was disgusted by the husband's family, abandoned him and went home, not daring to show his face for fear of being laughed at.

No wonder Cai Yan doesn't want to go back to his hometown. If he goes back to his hometown and faces the ubiquitous looks of disgust from the folks in his hometown, with Cai Yan's pride, he probably won't be willing?

The old servant said again: "I don't know what the mystery is behind what you just said about coming out of the palace. But what you said is reasonable. So, miss, go to Guandong. The old servant knows that Cao Mengde was in Luoyang in his early years. At that time, I had a close relationship with the master. When I went to Puyang, Cao Mengde would definitely not neglect me."

Cai Yan clearly had a tangled look in his eyes and did not give an answer. But it was the old servant who made the decision for her.

This old servant was Cai Yong's old housekeeper for decades. The relationship between them was so close that they could be considered relatives. It was not too much to make the decision for her.

Zhao Yu and the old servant tried to persuade her one by one. Later, a little maid came out of the backyard and also tried to persuade her. Cai Yan agreed.

As the saying goes, it should be sooner rather than later, so the old servant and the little maid began to make preparations overnight.

Cai Yan and Zhao Yu were sitting opposite each other in the room. Cai Yan cooked a bowl of tea for Zhao Yu. His posture was elegant and full of rhythmic beauty.

After serving the tea soup, Cai Yan returned to his seat, knelt down and said, "Mr. Zhao is really Cao Mengde's good friend. Is he really from Puyang?"

She was a little curious: "The world today is difficult and the roads are far away. How did you get here, sir?"

Zhao Yu picked up the tea bowl. The tea soup in the bowl was thick and had ginger and garlic condiments. It was completely different from the clear tea of ​​later generations. But when you take a sip, it has a different taste.

He said: "To be honest with Zhao Ji, I am walking alone and my pace is very fast. As for the obstacles along the way, they are all trivial. It doesn't matter whether it is road bandits or bandits or wars and wars."

Zhao Yu said it calmly and truthfully, but Cai Yan didn't really believe it.

Zhao Yu burst out laughing, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground. Silently, a huge palm print was made in a radius of ten feet, like a soldering iron, which penetrated half a foot into the ground, but did not stir up even a trace of dust.

Cai Yan turned pale with horror, covered her red lips with her delicate hands, and her bright black eyes were round.

"It turns out that sir has such a skill!"

Cai Yan wondered if this was an illusion, so he couldn't help but step out and try it out, only to find out that it was true.

"It's just a trail, Zhao Ji shouldn't be surprised. Without some means, I dare not say that I can bring Zhao Ji to Kanto."

After exposing this section lightly, Zhao Yu then changed the topic and talked about other things with Cai Yan.

Anyway, Cai Yan talked about everything from the south to the north, and Cai Yan's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was yearning for many strange and wonderful things.

But that's about all Zhao Yu can talk about. After all, the books he has read are all modern books. Not many ancient things have been passed down two thousand years later. Ci Fu, Gong Shang Jiao Hui Yu, these Zhao Yu all have seven orifices and six orifices, but they probably know nothing.

As for pretending to recite a few songs like "The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky", "The great river goes eastward", or "Qinyuanchun", that's all nonsense. The humanistic culture of an era has its own unique characteristics of the era. It would be ridiculous to bring the poetry of the Tang and Song Dynasties to the late Han Dynasty. It's like taking modern poetry to the Tang and Song dynasties, can you expect people to appreciate it?

So I just talked about some anecdotes, geography, or stories about gods and ghosts to relieve my fatigue.

Early the next morning, a bullock cart pulled some of Cai's belongings and set off.

The Cai Mansion didn't even have a horse. I heard that Cai Yong used to ride in an ox cart even when he went to court. Maybe riding in an ox-cart is more comfortable than riding in a horse-drawn carriage?

All the Cai family's possessions consist of is a room full of bamboo slips, numbering thousands of them. If it were to be pulled by a horse-drawn carriage, it would probably not fit in more than a dozen vehicles. Zhao Yu simply closed up his sleeves and put it into the small world of the Chaos Bead, which saved him a lot of trouble.

But the old servant Cai Bo and the maid Xiaoya were very frightened. As for Cai Yan, although she was surprised, the palm print in the room had already made her see the extraordinary thing about Mr. Zhao.

It was not difficult to get out of the city. I heard that Cai Bojie's family wanted to return to Chen Liu's hometown, but no one stopped them.

Uncle Cai was driving, and Zhao Yu was sitting on the other side leaning against the shaft. Cai Yan and his maid Xiaoya were in the ox cart.

There is no need to mention that there were a lot of messy things along the way. In troubled times, strange things happen and vicious and vicious people emerge one after another. There is nothing to elaborate on.

By the time the oxcart turtle crawls to Puyang, winter has already begun.

The journey took two months, and it was not an easy journey for the ancients.

However, in the past two months, Zhao Yu and Cai Yan have become more familiar. This talented woman is usually very quiet most of the time. Occasionally when I encounter a place with nice scenery, I will come down and stay for a day and a half, or play a song in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which is quite like mountains and rivers.

As a female intellectual, Zhao Yu could understand and admire her quite a lot.

Among them was Xiaoya, a lively girl who made jokes, or chatted casually with Cai Yan, in a calm and relaxed manner, with a feeling of respecting each other as guests.

The old servant Cai Bo always smiles and seldom talks.

So Puyang arrived.

By this time, Cao Mengde had already returned to Puyang.

Zhao Yu first went back to the small courtyard in the city. The housekeeper Lao Zhang and Xiaoyu's grandson, the two grandsons that Zhao Yu bought in the market, are still here.

"Where are Wang Po and the others?"

Zhao Yu asked Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang bowed and said, "If you want to go back to your employer, Wang Po and the others have already gone to another courtyard."

"Oh." Zhao Yu nodded: "How is the repair of the other courtyard now? Also, have Guan Hai and others come here?"

Lao Zhang said: "General Xia Houyuan sent people to help after his master left. The other courtyard was completed more than ten days ago. Guan Hai and other more than 20 people also arrived in Puyang early and have been helping in the other courtyard."

Zhao Yu understood in his heart and said: "This is Miss Zhaoji, the daughter of Cai Bojie, a great scholar in the world. There are also Caibo and Xiaoya. Lao Zhang, please help arrange it."

Then he said to Cai Yan: "Zhao Ji will settle here for a while and have a rest. I will go to see Meng De first."

"Um."

Cai Yan nodded lightly.

Then Zhao Yu went to the prefect's mansion.

When I arrived outside the mansion, I looked up and saw, oh, the plaque has changed.

Before leaving Puyang, this place was still the governor's palace, but after wandering around for a few months, it was now the governor's palace.

In other words, during this period, Cao Mengde had taken off his title as governor and became a state pastor.

It can be regarded as a famous instrument and status.

When the guard at the gate saw Zhao Yu, someone immediately rushed into the house. Zhao Yu walked into the Prefectural Mufu Mansion leisurely with his hands behind his back, and happened to see Cao Mengde coming up to him with a big smile.

"Sir, sir, I'm finally back!"

Zhao Yu smiled and said: "Nanyang is not far away. I should have come back two months ago. On the way, I suddenly had a whim and wanted to visit Chang'an, so I went around in a circle."

Cao Mengde was startled: "Sir, you actually went to Guanzhong for a walk?"

With that said, he entered the main hall.

There were four people sitting in the hall, all of whom looked like scribes. They seemed to be discussing something before Zhao Yu and Cao Mengde came in. Seeing the two people coming in, they stopped and looked at them together.

One of these four people recognized him as Chen Gong. The other three are also extraordinary, especially the one on the right, who is as warm and moist as a pearl, with soft rays of light, which is really eye-catching.

He has a tall and straight figure and a face like a jade crown. He is so handsome that even Zhao Yu secretly admires him.

The four of them were sitting upright, and when they saw Zhao Yu coming in with Cao Mengde, one of them, Chen Gong, immediately laughed and said, "Why is your lord so anxious? It turns out Mr. Zhao is back!"

With that said, Chen Gong walked out of the desk and bowed down: "Sir, you are an unparalleled scholar in the country. I am convinced that Chen Gongtai lost!"

Zhao Yu was startled for a moment, then smiled and helped Chen Gong up: "Brother Gongtai still remembers it. It's just a joke. I almost forgot."

Chen Gong shook his head and said: "I was the subordinate at the beginning, but I feel ashamed. Sir, just don't blame Gongtai."

Cao Mengde smiled and said: "It's all in the past, there's no need to say more."

So he took Zhao Yu's arm and said, "Come on, sir, let me introduce you to some great talents!"

Zhao Yu smiled and said: "All of you are of extraordinary appearance. Brother Meng De, please introduce them to me quickly."

Cao Mengde smiled with his beard curled up. He stretched out his hand and said, first to the super handsome guy on the right: "This is Yingchuan Xunyu, he has the talent of Zhang Zifang!"

Zhao Yu's eyes lit up, and he bowed his hands and said, "It turns out to be Xun Yu and Xun Wenruo. As expected, it's better to be famous than to meet! I am Zhao Yu, polite."

Xun Yu stood up, adjusted his clothes, and bowed seriously: "Mr. Zhao, you are polite."

He is meticulous and serious without appearing dull, just like mutton-fat jade, which gives people a warm, clean and flawless taste.

Then there were two people, one named Mao Jie, also named Xiaoxian, and Chen Liuren. One person is Zaozhi, a native of Yingchuan.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took their seats.

Cao Mengde said: "Now PepsiCo has begun, there are many things to do. Mr. came back just in time..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Yu quickly said: "Hey, don't."

"Brother Meng De, don't talk to me about military and political matters. I'm lazy." Zhao Yu said lazily: "Xun Wenruo is here, Chen Gongtai is here, Mao Xiaoxian is here, and Zao is only here, where can Wen use me? If a scholar of the country has boundless talents, let alone Yanzhou, even if the government affairs of the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty are in his hands, he can still be in good order. Chen Gongtai and the others are the talents of one state at least. You can't use them for nothing, bother me. What. I heard that my villa has just been built, and I haven’t had time to see it yet.”

Xun Yu and others were stunned when they heard this.

There is someone talking to Cao Mengde like this. What is the difference between monarch and minister? !

But seeing that Cao Mengde didn't care, he smiled bitterly: "My Mr. Zhao, everything is difficult at the beginning, you can't be like this."

"Yes." Zhao Yu laughed and said, "Brother Meng De has extraordinary talents and perseverance. His literary talents include Xun Wenruo, Chen Gongtai, etc., his martial arts include the Xiahou and Cao brothers, as well as Dian Wei, Yu Jin, etc. As long as you grasp the direction and manage things vertically, why are you afraid that Yanzhou will not be managed properly?"

What else can Cao Mengde do? Just smile bitterly.

"Mr. Zhao is so flattering." I'm afraid of doing something wrong."

These words resonated with Chen Gong and the other three.

Although it was the first time for Mao Jie, Zaozhi and others to see Zhao Yu, it was impossible to ignore the feats performed by Zhao Zhuang outside the city. No matter how smart they are, they are all shocked by Zhao Zhuang's secrets. Those secrets, the secrets that shocked the whole world, came from the hands of Mr. Zhao!

This is the kind of person I am talking about who is a genius beyond this world.

Zhao Yu shook his head and smiled: "No, no, no, Meng De and I are close friends. But I don't like trouble, I like peace and quiet. Please be more considerate."

Everyone shook their heads and laughed.