kneel!

It seemed that Cao Cao's kneeling did not regain a trace of Huangfu Song's favor for him.

Even Huangfu Song became even more disgusted with him. Haha, the powerful family can only flatter and flatter.

"Go out!" Huangfu Song said coldly. "Don't think that if you are equipped with the Qingxuan Sword, you can fight!"

Qiao Xuan, the Qingxuan sword of Qiao Dazi, Huangfu Song has seen it.

But he was surprised. How could this sword that Qiao Xuan carries with him appear in Cao Cao's hands? Shouldn't Cao Cao, who is behind the literati and eunuch, belong to the two camps?

"General, I..." Cao Cao still wanted to speak, but Huangfu Song didn't give him a chance at all.

"Also, your battle uniform and armor made of countless coins are not used to bend your knees to please. It is to let your enemies kneel in front of you on the battlefield, be humble, bend your knees, beg for mercy!"

Speaking of this, Huangfu Song paused. "Caoqi Commander, I don't want you to insult the Qingxuan Sword, the glory contained in this armor! Now, get out and go back to your logistics team!"

The cold words can be heard clearly around the tent.

At this moment.

Cao Cao's mood was as if he fell into an ice abyss. He was ashamed of extreme shame. He was like a scared child. His legs stood up tremblingly and retreated in dismay.

Aggrieved and humiliated, Cao Cao felt a touch of bitter tears filling his eyes for the first time, but the stubbornness in his bones would never allow these tears to flow out!

"Forget it!"

After walking out of the tent, Cao Cao sighed in his heart. "Let's get logistics! I am indeed not worthy of commanding the cavalry..."

After just one word, Cao Cao recognized the reality and the gap. To command the army and fight was not just a talk, nor could he do it by reading military books. There is too much, too much!

...

...

Yongqiu, surrounded by water on all sides, Luoyang Taixue.

At the beginning of school every year, the Imperial College holds a sacrificial ceremony.

Cai Yong, the chief of the Imperial Academy who was nearly fifty years old, walked up to the altar slowly, while Qiao Xuan stood behind him with tactful sensibility.

In the Imperial Academy, not only Qiao Xuan is admired, but Cai Yong is also admired by countless students. He looks handsome and has first-class morality. He has served his mother for three years but has not broken up his clothes. He has never divided his family fortune with his uncle and cousins ​​for three lifetimes. In addition, Cai Yong is also good at writing, writing, articles, astronomy, and he can play the guqin with wonderful skills.

Hundreds of pairs of teachers and students' eyes were all looking at Cai Yong on the three-meter-high platform...

"This old man looks pretty!" Liu Bian whispered to Cao Shu, "I think if he had a son, he would definitely be a handsome man from Luoyang City!"

"Haha!" Cao Shuo smiled slightly and replied, "What a pity, he only has a daughter!"

"Oh!" Liu Bian suddenly felt bored and waved his hands repeatedly. "Daughter is boring. I don't like women the most... I feel so squeamish, I hate them so much!"

Well…

Cao Shu subconsciously moved one step away from Liu Bian.

Your sister, you still have to be alienated before you determine the direction of this prince.

"Stop talking, President Cai is going to speak." Cao De hurriedly reminded Cao Shu, Liu Bian and the others, so many people are solemn and solemn, and they are just laughing, what are they like?

At this moment, Cai Yong on the high platform looked solemn and looked straight. His eyes were slightly higher than the heads of all the students, and his right hand was placed in front of his chest, and he began to preside over the host with a loud voice.

"Please kneel down and ask your master!"

All of a sudden, all the students fell to their knees, and more than 200 gentlemen from the entire Imperial College Department were lined up to enter the venue!

Liu Bian didn't want to kneel. Today, he didn't have the "easy kneeling" on his knees. Besides, he didn't want to kneel down when facing the emperor's father, how could he kneel down among these gentlemen!

"Hurry up, kneel down!" Cao Shuo hurriedly shouted to Liu Bian in a low voice.

"Don't kneel!" Liu Bian still stood straight, looking as if he was not stingy...

"If you don't kneel down, I will let Grandpa send you back to the palace later!" Cao Shuo threatened directly.

Well…

With a click, Liu Bian knelt down.

The palace is a holy place for others, but for Liu Bian, it is simply a knife-mountain oil pan, especially the ice room, which has frozen him out of shadow!

"Xiao Shuo, you are not authentic!" Although Liu Bian knelt down, he still chattered in his mouth.

"It's enough to be authentic if you don't beat him? Your butt is itchy again, right?" Cao Shu raised his legs slightly, and suddenly he felt like he wanted to kick him.

"Ouch..." Liu Bian hurriedly covered his butt...

But it was okay if I didn't cover it. After Cao Shu said this, his butt was really itchy and he wanted to be kicked by someone else.

Liu Bian was also drunk. He was beaten every day at Taoist Shi Ziguan. He suddenly stopped being beaten and felt uncomfortable all over. I was afraid he had some disease, right?

Their conversation was extremely small, so naturally they could not reach the altar.

Cai Yong on the high platform announced loudly again: "Please give me tribute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 20 school workers were wearing dresses and holding trays, which contained various jerky, vegetarian and fruits, placed on the altar in turn.

"Xiao Shuo, I'm hungry!" Liu Bian covered his stomach with envy. "There is beef in the offering! Didn't you tell me that beef cannot be killed?"

"It's not that absolute. If this cow accidentally hits a tree and dies. Then someone is just guarding the tree, pulling it away, chopping it up and eating it, which is also in line with etiquette." Cao Shu explained. "The dead cow can be eaten!"

"Oh!" Liu Bian suddenly realized. "No wonder Liu Sandao has beef every time he eats. This is the story of "waiting for the cows" that Xiaoshuo told me?"

"You can teach me!" Cao Shuo boasted Liu Bian...

Liu Bian patted his chest and felt that after staying with Cao Shu for a few days, his cultural level had risen to a higher level!

At this time.

Cai Yong's voice rose again. "The primary school students who participated in the ceremony entered the venue!"

Now, more than 200 primary school students from the Imperial College entered the altar one after another, and the slight mixed footsteps echoed for a long time. Cao Shu saw his first-grade brother Cao Ang, and Liu Bian seemed quite excited. "Cao Ang? Isn't that Brother Cao Ang? Why is he a primary school student?"

Cao Shu covered Liu Bian's mouth and said, "Low-key, why did you enter the Imperial College Department? Don't you know what you are thinking? You are also using your relationship to go through the back door?" Why are you so outstanding?

It seemed that when he heard Liu Bian's call, Cao Ang looked at Cao Shu with envy. Brother Shuo is a college student! This is the direction Cao Ang has to work hard on.

Hesitated for a moment.

Soon, Cao Ang followed the elementary school students again, lined up with everyone, and knelt towards the altar.

Another copper bell rang, and Cai Yong announced loudly. "Next, please ask the eldest son of Qiaoxuanqiao to preside over the sacrifice!"

at the same time.

Eight scholars and more than 20 musicians holding bamboo slips, walked into the square with various instruments and singing. They kept playing and playing musical instruments, while Qiao Xuan stood on the altar with his head held high, looking around at the students in front of him, feeling mixed feelings.

He had been in the career of the government and had also been on the battlefield. At this moment, he spoke on the altar and sent a speech to the students on the opening ceremony. He couldn't help but turn his heart and his eyes were moist.

Only when he reaches his age and has experienced everything can he realize the value of these students.

In the future, they may be generals on the battlefield, wise ministers who govern the country, or create a new era. They are hope!

Just like he devoted himself to the Imperial Academy ten years ago, Qiao Xuan firmly believed that education is the driving force for the development of a country and a nation. Anyone who hinders its progress will be the sinner of the nation!

"Hello you guys!"

Qiao Xuan waved to the students, and then he had a wisp of beard. "Today, I will tell you a few words as a person who has experienced it!"

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Chapter completed!