Xuande

Chapter 43

Xu You is from Nanyang, and he was born in a big family in Nanyang. When he was young, he was friends with Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and others, and they had a good relationship.

Before, Xu You didn't attend the banquet, but this time, Xu You did. The arrangement also let Liu Bei know some of Yuan Shao's thoughts.

Xu You was very interested in Liu Bei. He was a student of Jinwen Confucianism. He knew that Liu Bei came from the School of Ancient Literature and was also known as a master of classics debate. He wanted to have a debate with him.

The two debated Zuo's Chunqiu and Gongyang Chunqiu.

At the banquet, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao watched the debate with great interest while drinking.

"I thought Ziyuan could win, Meng De, what do you think?"

Looking at Xu You's eloquent and powerful output, Yuan Shao believed that this debate should be won by the knowledgeable Xu You, and Liu Bei's undefeated record was about to end.

"I... still think Xuande can win."

Cao Cao thought about it, but he didn't follow Yuan Shao's idea.

"Oh? Xuande?"

Yuan Shao glanced at Cao Cao: "It seems that Meng De admires Liu Xuande very much."

Cao Cao smiled.

"He came to Luoyang after crossing mountains and ridges. The hardships involved are far beyond our comprehension. Multiple times of hardships and dangers will surely bring multiple times of knowledge. That's why Xuande became Lu Gong's disciple."

"interesting……"

Yuan Shao didn't say anything more, turned his head to look at the debate between the two, and after a while, he was a little surprised to find that Xu You had been defeated.

Liu Bei criticized Xu You's deficiencies in his academic theories, which made Xu You lose the wind, and he parried again and again, and he was no longer able to fight back.

After a stick of incense, Xu You was speechless after being refuted by Liu Bei. Even though he blushed, he couldn't refute Liu Bei's last argument.

"Everyone knows that Liu Xuande, the man of Zhuo, is unparalleled in his debates, so why should I bother to humiliate myself?"

Liu Bei raised his wine glass to respect Xu You.

"Wouldn't it be nice to make friends with literature? Winning or losing is just a matter of thought. In the final analysis, we are all scholars and disciples of saints. Why bother to make things difficult for each other?"

After Xu You heard this, he let out a long sigh and raised his wine glass.

"Xuande is a great talent, you feel ashamed."

After all, the two toasted and drank together.

Yuan Shao laughed and stood up, congratulating Liu Bei on his victory and comforting Xu You on his defeat.

Cao Cao, who was sitting by the side, raised his wine glass to Liu Bei with a smile. Liu Bei responded, and the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was in silence.

In the following days, Yuan Shao invited Liu Bei to drink twice in a row, and introduced his circle of friends to Liu Bei, including young people and older people.

When they met for the fourth time, Liu Bei even met Zhang Miao, the prefect of Chenliu, and He Yong, a famous party member.

These two thousand stone eunuchs left their posts without permission to see Yuan Shao...

Famous party members came to see Yuan Shao regardless of the eunuch's pursuit...

Good guy, Yuan Shao, you're playing really well.

Zhang Miao is a man of righteousness and pride, and is known as one of the eight chefs in the scholar circle.

This cook is not a chef's cook, but refers to spending money to help others get out of trouble when they are in danger, donating money, spending more money, and receiving more favors, so this title was given.

In short, he is a well-known bully in the scholar circle, a big dog, very rich, and very willing to spend money, spending money to the point where the big guys are embarrassed.

Fame is pure money.

And there are seven big dogs like him in this scholar circle.

Liu Bei immediately became friends.

If the relationship is good, won't this guy be a mobile ATM in the future?
Both of them were more than ten years older than Liu Bei, but they both heard about Liu Bei's reputation as a disciple of Lu Zhi, a master of classics debate, and a great poet of the Han Dynasty, and they were very interested in this young man who had suddenly emerged.

Of course, they also knew a little bit about Yuan Shao's intention of recruiting Liu Bei, especially when they agreed to secretly go to Beijing to discuss major issues, and they brought Liu Bei in, obviously they wanted to pull Liu Bei to work together.

Although Liu Bei is a relative of the Han family, he seems to be willing, otherwise he would not be complacent, talking and laughing with Cao Cao and Xu You.

There is no need to say more about the unspoken things, so after the normal banquet, everyone tacitly started talking about the serious business.

The party member He Yong who was hunted down by the eunuch was the first to sigh.

"Recently, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhongzhi have won seven county sheriff positions and eighteen county magistrate positions for their children. A small half of the court officials are also eunuch children. For this reason, there are not many scholars who have been excluded. If things go on like this, all the eunuchs' sons will become officials in this palace and place, so why do we need people like us?"

Zhang Miao sighed pretentiously and waved his hands.

"Boqiu, speak carefully, speak carefully, don't talk about state affairs, let's have a drink."

He Yong patted the table and put the wine glass upside down on the table.

"Drinking? Meng Zhuo, haven't I drunk enough? What's the use of drinking? Can my worries be reduced?"

"Bo Qiu, why bother? The world is like this, so what can you do?"

Zhang Miao raised his wine glass and sighed, "It can only be said that we were born at the wrong time. We had the heart to serve the country, but we didn't serve the country's gate. This gate was actually beaten to death by a group of eunuchs."

Liu Bei looked at Yuan Shao, then at Cao Cao, and saw that the faces of the two were as usual, so he knew that this was probably a play.

I'm afraid that it won't be long before this topic will be transferred to myself.

So Liu Bei didn't say anything, just drank silently, waiting for them to change the topic.

Zhang Miao and He Yong complained, and Yuan Shao took over.

"Why do you two lament so much? Although the world is so turbid, we are still here. We can still drink, have fun, entertain friends, and talk to each other. What's wrong with that? Xuande, what do you say?"

Yuan Shao turned the topic a bit hard, but the meaning has already arrived. Zhang Miao and He Yong have laid the groundwork for a long time, and Liu Bei can be regarded as waiting for this sentence.

The eyes of several people present were all focused on Liu Bei.

Sitting in front of the table, Liu Bei smiled, raised his wine glass and toasted Yuan Shao.

"Besides, I don't dare to speak nonsense, but drinking really can't solve any problems. When Bei was depressed in the past, he also tried drinking to solve it, but he was able to solve it for a while. After he sobered up, the sadness in his heart increased instead of diminishing.

This melancholy is like the water flowing in the river, unstoppable and unstoppable, so I understand that if you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, and you will be more sad if you raise a glass to relieve your sorrow. Wine is not a good thing. It brought more prolonged pain. "

After all, Liu Bei put down his wine glass.

The water will flow even more when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow will be relieved by a toast.

Although the people present in these two sentences wanted to ignore it, they couldn't help it, so that they temporarily forgot that this was a game set up to test Liu Bei's political orientation.

They recited these two sentences silently several times, the more they recited, the more flavorful they felt, the more indescribably wonderful they felt.

Wonderful.

However, this is not a literary meeting after all.

Cao Cao looked at Yuan Shao, and saw that Yuan Shao seemed to have forgotten what he was supposed to do. He was immersed in these two beautiful lines and couldn't extricate himself, feeling somewhat helpless.

So Cao Cao spoke up.

"Alcohol is indeed not a good thing. To raise a glass to relieve your sorrow is even more worrying. Xuande has exhausted the helplessness of our generation of drinkers."

Yuan Shao suddenly heard Cao Cao's words, and then realized what he should do most.

"Ahem, great talent Xuande, this remark left us drunkards speechless, speechless, stop drinking."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Shao put down his wine glass, and said: "Just don't drink, this melancholy is even more helpless. How can I dispel the melancholy in my heart?"

(End of this chapter)