The Chinese New Year is about to be held, and both sides have stopped attacking. At this time, both sides choose to rest and recuperate and wait for the battle after the New Year. Everything is normal in Qingzhou development, and there is a lively scene in Changyi City.

Han Fei just returned to Changyi City yesterday, and today he was brought to visit Cai Yong by Liu Bei. Cai Yong returned to Changyi City with Jian Yong. Jian Yong's trip was a great harvest. Not only did Liu Bei win the governor of Qingzhou, but Guan and Zhang were also named generals.

Liu Bei held a banquet in the prefecture's palace to show congratulations, but Cai Yong refused Liu Bei's resentment on the grounds that he hadn't returned home for a long time. Liu Bei was unable to send someone to send him back to the Cai Mansion. Now there are only Cai Yan and a few servants in the Cai Mansion. Han Fei originally wanted to find some servants for her, but Cai Yan refused and then left it alone.

When Cai Yong came back, Cai Yan hugged him and cried. After that, Cai Yong closed the door and thanked the guests, devoted himself to studying at home. During this period, Liu Bei visited him twice and wanted to persuade him to be born, but he politely declined.

Today, he brought Han Fei to visit Cai Yong, and the other was to propose marriage to him. After all, Liu Bei was looking forward to Han Fei getting married soon. If he had family members, he would be more at ease to do things under his command!

By the way, Liu Bei brought Han Fei to the door of Cai Mansion. The guards came forward and knocked on the door. It was the old housekeeper of Cai Mansion who opened the door. When he saw that it was Liu Bei and Han Fei coming, he hurriedly put them in and asked someone to go and notify the master and the lady.

Liu Bei and Han Fei came to the lobby under the guidance of the old housekeeper. At this time, Cai Yong also came out of the backyard. It was the first time that Han Fei met with Cai Yong, and saw Cai Yong's face turned slightly red, with a few wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his hair was a little gray, but he looked very energetic.

Liu Bei stepped forward and said hello, "Cai Wengwu is here to bother you again!"

"Mr. Liu is a noble man, so I'll bother you." Cai Yong said lightly.

At this time, Han Fei also walked up to salute and said, "Hello Uncle Cai, boy Han Fei has given you a greeting!"

"You are Han Fei?" Cai Yong looked him up and down and asked.

"It's right down!"

"Yeah!" Cai Yong nodded without saying anything, turned around and called Liu Bei to take his seat. Han Fei was confused and thought to himself: Is it hard for me to offend him?

However, Liu Bei didn't think so. Through these contacts, he knew that Cai Yong was not very enthusiastic about ordinary people, and he would look at him differently. So Liu Bei spoke first: "This time he brought Zicong to visit Mr. Cai; another one was to appreciate plum blossoms in Xuzhou the day before yesterday. Mr. Cai wrote a poem and asked Mr. Cai to judge one or two."

"Oh?" Cai Yong heard that Han Fei could write poems, his eyes immediately became different, and he spoke to Liu Bei: "Where is Liu Gong's poem?"

Liu Bei took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Cai Yong. At this time, paper was a rare object, and Cai Yong was also a person who knew the goods. When he saw it, he knew that Liu Bei must like this poem very much, because it was easier to read it frequently on paper.

After taking the paper, Cai Yong nodded constantly. Although this poem about plum blossoms is not many, it is rare to blend in the scene. Deeper, the first two sentences describe the plum blossoms in the corner of the wall without fear of the cold and blooming proudly. The last two sentences describe the plum blossoms being white and bright, with a distant fragrance, praising the demeanor and character of the plum blossoms. This is a portrayal of the poet's cold and stubborn personality. Being able to write such a poem shows that Han Fei is a good person and his daughter has a good look! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile while stroking his beard.

Liu Bei looked around and said, OK! It seems that things have been done today! Cai Yong became much more enthusiastic next time and asked Han Fei some questions, what background, what books he had read, etc. Han Fei answered them all one by one, and in general, Cai Yong was quite satisfied.

Finally, he assigned a task to Han Fei and asked him to write a poem for his daughter. Han Fei was very worried, but he didn't dare to show it because he knew that this must be Cai Yong wanted to test his own knowledge, so he just agreed happily.

Liu Bei chatted for a few more times, then took Han Fei to leave. After they left, Cai Yan turned out from the back hall. It turned out that she had been eavesdropping behind just now. Looking at her daughter, she kept looking at the piece of paper left by Liu Bei, as if she was baby. Cai Yong snorted.

Cai Yan's pretty face suddenly turned red when he heard his father's hum. He looked up and said to Cai Yong: "Father, please ask Zicong to give me a poem. If it's done well, wouldn't it be..."

"Is that right? Good daughter, you said it!" Cai Yong sarcastically.

"Father, I ignore you!" Cai Yan ran back with a red face. Cai Yong looked at his daughter's back and sighed in his heart. It turns out that the girl is so bad! He originally wanted to marry his daughter into the Hedong Wei family, but now he sees her intentions, and he has already fallen in love with Han Fei. Now he just hopes that Han Fei can be worthy of his daughter!

When Han Fei said goodbye to Liu Bei and returned home, he began to think about how to write this fu! At the end, he had no idea and suddenly remembered that Cao Zhi seemed to have a fu of the Goddess of Luo River. He loved to read the Three Kingdoms at that time and even read it more. Now the matter is urgent, I am afraid that I will borrow it for use!

So he spread out a piece of silk cloth, then picked up his pen and wrote according to his memory: I met Wen Ji from the capital. Looking at him from afar: his shape is graceful like a stunning geese, graceful like a dragon. The glorious autumn chrysanthemums and lush spring pine. It seems like the light clouds covering the moon, swaying like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking at him from afar, bright as the sun rising in the morning glow; looking at him from afar, bright as a fuzzy glow; observing him when he was obsessed with it, it was as bright as a fuzzy glow. His slimness is as firm as a slim, his waist is as simple as a slim, his neck is as smooth as a slim, his neck is as white as a slim, his neck is as beautiful as a dew, his beauty is not strong, his clouds are solemn, his eyebrows are beautiful, his lips are bright outside, his teeth are fresh inside, his eyes are good, his cheeks are supported by power. He looks gorgeous, his posture is elegant, his body is leisurely, his tender and graceful in language. His clothes are unique, his bones are as bright as a picture. He wears bright clothes, and his ears are gorgeous in the blue and jade. He wears golden green

The jewelry is decorated with pearls to shine on the body. The traveling distance is the light skirt of the mist gauze. The fragrance of the slight orchid is amiable, and the steps are wandering around the corner of the mountain. So I suddenly linger and play with it. Leaning on the left and the pearl flag on the right, the soil is white and the wrist is in Shenhu, and picking the mysterious lush lucidum of the turbulent storm. My feelings are pleased with the beauty, the heart is fluctuating but not happy. The unscrupulous media is to meet the joy, and support the waves to communicate with each other. I wish that sincerity and simple first, untied jade pendant to ask for it. Alas the faith and cultivation of the beautiful woman, Qiang practices etiquette and poetry. Resist the Qiong to be harmonious and point to the hidden abyss and endures. Holding the real pieces of my relatives, I fear the deception of this spirit. I am moved by Jiafu's abandonment of words, hesitation and suspicion. I receive a harmonious face and calmness, and Shen rituals to guard against self-control. So Luo inspiration was inspired, moving and wandering, the divine light is separated and yang, and the light is at once and the crane stands out, as if it is about to fly

But it has not yet soared. The pepper coating is solemn and fragrant. The long song is solemn and chants forever, and the sound is solemn and sharp. The sound is so long that it is so long. The spirits are mixed, and they are roaring, some play with the clear stream, some fly in the Shenzhu, some pick pearls, or pick green feathers. From the two concubines in Nanxiang, they carry the wandering girl in Hanbin. They sigh at the incomparable melons, and chant the lonely place of the ox. They raise the light and swaying, and they cultivate their sleeves to stay. The body is flying ducks, floating like a spirit, and the waves are slight steps, and the silk stockings are dusty. The movement is impermanent, and it is as dangerous as a safe. The progress is difficult to go, and it is as bright as a jade face. The words are not spoken, and the breath is as bright as a secluded orchid. The beauty is graceful, which makes me forget to eat. So the screen collects the wind, and the waves are quiet behind the river. Feng Yi sings the drums, Nuwa sings the clear song. The fish roars are warning to ride, and the jade phoenix is ​​gone. The six dragons are as tall as their heads, carrying the clouds and carriages.
Chapter completed!