"Ji Chang, if I tell you that I can go thousands of years later, do you believe it or not?"

One night after returning to Xiangyang, Guan Ping and Ma Liang sat by the river and chatted.

Now the weather is getting hotter. The two of them each hold an iron can and look at the undulating river water in front of them, eating with relish.

The iron can is a gift from Yun Shanshan to Guan Ping, which is said to be canned beef.

It is said that this thing is extremely rare, and it was a material specially sent to Akiyama by the Japanese.

Beef cannot be eaten every meal even for wealthy families like Ma Liang. However, the canned food that Yun Shanshan gave Guan Ping was full of beef, which made Guan Ping and Ma Liang have a full meal, and their hearts were full. The thrifty Ma Liang even held the canned shell and studied it for a long time, preparing to flatten the thing and make a heart protection mirror and other things.

I heard that Guan Ping could not wait for thousands of years, Ma Liang's expression on his face was slightly strange, but he still nodded.

"I believe, but what will it look like in a thousand years? Was the great man okay at that time?"

"It seems... it's gone." Guan Ping said melancholy.

"Ah?" Ma Liang was a little surprised for a moment.

The Han Dynasty has been standing for four hundred years, and has experienced countless great changes. Most people think that he will continue to stand, just like the past four hundred years.

If others say that the man is gone a thousand years later, Ma Liang will definitely scold him for spreading rumors, but this is what Guan Ping said.

So is our struggle still necessary?

"After a thousand years, we all turned into loess. However, future generations still remember our names. Later generations also sang what we did in songs and essays from generation to generation. When it comes to supporting the Han Dynasty, there are still countless people fighting to the death because of what we have done, fighting against foreign enemies..."

"Wait, was it the Huns or the Xianbei who fought? A thousand years later, the Han Dynasty was gone, and these clowns are still in the world?"

"I heard it is the Yi Kingdom in the east," Guan Ping sighed, throwing the canned box in his hand into the river, with a hint of determination on his face, "What if he doesn't matter, let's deal with the things in front of us first. When we support the Han Dynasty, we will continue to the old capital, I will go to help them fight together in a thousand years!"

Ma Liang nodded gently and said:

"Then you, the prefect, must recruit some officials early. It seems that you can't maintain such a large place as Jingbei."

Guan Ping smiled bitterly:

"You would recommend a few people to me so I can take them to Jiangxia.

Gongjin has not broken the city for so long, I am afraid that this battle will be fought."

It was already late spring, and Zhou Yu had not yet captured Jiangling.

The Wu army fought many times without being able to fight against each other when they had an overwhelming advantage. If Cao Ren had not lacked soldiers and war horses, he could have even fought directly.

Ma Liang touched his long beard and sighed:

"Tomorrow, I will recommend a few talented people to you tomorrow. We can't delay this battle anymore, we have to hurry up."

·

On the second day, Guan Ping was waiting for his interview with his officer. Ma Liang introduced him to the Jingxiang clan and a famous talent. Even if he was familiar with Ma Liang, he would have to give these people some face.

Guan Ping took some time to wash up early in the morning and changed himself into a neat Confucian robe. Guan Ping dragged a seat over and waited calmly for the talent recommended by Ma Liang to come to the door.

But time passed by little by little, and it was almost lunch time, and there was not even a person who came to the door for an interview.

Yes, none of them.

Not so.

Today, Xiangyang is calm and there is no tragedy in which someone has seen Ma Liang arrested him. Ma Liang should recommend a few more people to himself. From the perspective of helping the children of the Jingxiang clan become famous, people should also come early.

It's been so late, why is it still quiet?

Guan Ping couldn't sit still anymore. He thought to himself that the spring scenery was so beautiful, how could he sit here?

Dacai didn't come, so he went there himself. He only invited the military advisor Zhuge after three visits to the cottage. It was normal for Jingxiang Dacai to have a bit of temper.

He walked quickly to the door, and someone rushed over in a hurry. Guan Ping couldn't dodge for a moment and just ran into him.

Guan Ping was strong and the impact of his quick steps was imagined. The man let out a scream, flew out with a bang, and sat on the ground.

Guan Ping was shocked and quickly stepped forward to support him. Unexpectedly, the man grinned in pain and stood up with difficulty. He looked at Guan Ping up and down, with a hint of ecstasy in his eyes, and praised:

"Okay, OK! It's really majestic!"

“…”

Why does it sound strange?

I saw that the man was about twenty years old, not tall, with a round face quite white, and was wearing an expensive Shu brocade robe with various stars, flowers, pictures and texts, and was very rich, as if he was afraid that others would not know his elegance.

"What's the foot?" Guan Ping asked hesitantly.

The man looked at Guan Ping with joy and coughed:

"I dare to ask, General Yun is in front of me."

The man was not very good-looking, and his Luoyang official language was quite nice, which made Guan Ping feel quite good about him.

"Yes, it's Yun."

"Okay, what a General Yun!" the man said with a smile, "I heard that General Yun is recruiting officials?"

"good."

"What do you think of me?"

"Clam?"

Guan Ping was a little confused for a moment and didn't know where this guy came from.

It’s not impossible to recommend yourself, but no one comes today. Instead, this strange guy always makes Guan Ping feel weird.

"Well, who is my last name? Where can I live, can there be a famous scholar review?"

The man smiled indifferently, and actually reached out to Guan Ping to make an invitation. Then he knelt on the ground regardless of his luxurious Confucian robe and said with a smile:

"General Yun is responsible for the importance of national borders. Why should he ask about his origin and character? Shouldn't he be the only one who can only look at his ability first?"

“…”

What is the situation today? All demons and monsters have been released? Let me first ask him what his name is, who is where his family is. Isn’t it the minimum?

However, judging from this person's appearance, it should be that the gates in some place in the north were not closed, and another frivolous scholar was released.

"Then, that, that..." Guan Ping had seen many strange-shaped celebrities, but this time he was really shocked. He didn't know why he should be good.

Seeing that the man was ready, he grinned and took out a piece of plain silk from his arms. He did not get up, but held it above and handed it to Guan Ping.

Guan Ping had no choice but to kneel in front of him and reach out to take over the poem.

He thought to himself that he could understand this poem, but today he was here to welcome famous scholars to serve him, and Guan Ping was embarrassed to show his uneducatedness.

He glanced at it with a thorn in his mouth, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the grass and trees are shaking and dew turns into frost."

He counted carefully and suddenly something was wrong.

He had read the few poems he had read before, all four characters, five sons, so this is...

"Seven-character poem?"

"No," the man raised his round chin high, raised his very good beard, and said excitedly, "There was already a seven-character poem in the pre-Qin period, and Qu Yuan was the leader.

However, since the Han Dynasty, literati have been despised by each other, and they all said that seven-character poems are flashy but not real. All the scholars regard four-character poems as valuable, and five-character poems are gradually declined, which is really a time when they feel regretful."

As he was talking, the man actually knelt across from Guan Ping, and suddenly grew up. He was full of excitement and said loudly as he walked:

"From my view, the seven-character poems have a lively and orderly rhythm, which can express their thoughts directly, and the grammar is varied, which can best withdraw talents and learn ambitions, and will definitely be very successful in the future.

General Yun, you think so too!”

Guan Ping:...

Can you tell me something you can understand?

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah."

Thinking of his mission today, although Guan Ping already wanted to hit someone, he still forced himself to restrain his temper and nodded repeatedly, indicating that you were right.

The man became more and more excited, and even reached out to help Guan Ping up, and said with emotion:

"Since ancient times, fighting has been endless, only the article is immortal. It shows that this article has been a prosperous era for all ages and will not be rewarded for success.

The generals fought against the rebels for the Han Dynasty. If future generations did not know about it, wouldn’t it be a pity?

The Guan Yu formation killed Yan Liang in the past was just a few strokes, just a few numbers. If I were to come, I would first describe the sword light of the battle formation that day, and the situation was critical, and then write about Guan Yu's bravery and Yan Liang's arrogant..."

The man became more and more excited as he spoke. His saliva fell like raindrops, and Guan Ping could no longer resist it.

He now understood that this person must be a rare scholar in the Central Plains. Could it be that Ma Liang found a wonderful person for him? It just... it just seemed a bit abnormal.

"Hiss, how can you be recruited by my martial arts? Why don't I ask the envoy Cai to be the best talent?"

The man snorted and sneered:

"Cai Mao? Such a fatherless man, even if he kneels down and begs me, I will not be recommended by him.

Only a general who is so brave and resolute and does not avoid hard work for the country can be qualified to recruit someone to serve as an official."

As he said that, his hot eyes were on Guan Ping's body, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble a few times.
To be continued...