Chapter 23 2. Leading the knife into a fast, live up to the loyalty of the Chinese

Chixia in June was originally scorching hot with scorching sun, but the prison in the backyard of the Tingwei Department was dark and gloomy, and the cold wind blowing through the dark corridors made people's hairs tremble. A nine-foot-square prison room was filled with a foul and pungent stench, making one sick from the smell.I saw Kong Rong wearing shackles and shackles, sitting on the straw mat, eyes closed with curtains, as indifferent as a stone statue. On the stone wall in the south, there is a long poem written by him biting his middle finger and stained with blood. It looks blood-stained and shocking:

Talking too much will make things fail, but the device will not leak.The river collapses at the end of the ant hole, and the mountain is broken by the ape hole.The trickling stream of the Han Dynasty, the skylight leads to the dark room.Slander and evil harm justice, and the clouds cloud the day.There is no loyalty in extravagant words, and the prosperity is not true.People have two or three minds, which can be combined into one.Three people become tigers, impregnated with degumming paint.There are many worries about survival, and long sleep is all over. Suddenly, there was a sound of "thump, thud, thump" from the corridor outside the prison, and it was clear and loud, rushing to.

Kong Rong heard the sound of walking boots and slowly opened his eyes.Outside the prison gate, more than a dozen tall warriors lined up with torches held high in their right hands and waist knives in their left hands, standing awe-inspiring with murderous aura.Under the reflection of the flames of the torches, Cao Cao was dressed in casual clothes, with a serious face, hands behind his back, and with a long back, he walked slowly over. "Brother Wen Ju, are you all right here?" In the unbearable silence, it was Cao Cao who spoke slowly first. Kong Rong snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Cao Cao looked at the arrogance on his face, the murderous look in his eyes became more and more serious, and his tone became more and more cold: "In a prison cell, waiting for crimes in shackles, life and death depend on other people's thoughts, brother Wen Ju has fear in his heart. ?” Kong Rong's eyes were wide open, his gaze was as awe-inspiring as a sword, and he came straight to meet him face to face: "As a prime minister, I don't want to cultivate virtue and uphold myself to respect my superiors and subordinates, but I want to be obsessed with punishments, weed out dissidents, When cruelty is used to succeed, all scholars and people in the world will look sideways at it, fear and want to resist, is there only one person?"

Hearing Kong Rong's aggressive words, Cao Cao blushed slightly.This Kong Wenju is really "boiling soup and boiling an old duck, the body is rotten and the mouth is still hard"!At this level, he still regards himself as "the patriarch of Confucianism and the teacher of all bureaucrats", as if sitting in a temple and discussing Taoism, he continues to talk and speak freely!Cao Cao knew that it was useless to intimidate him with words, so he turned his eyes and saw the bloody poem written by Kong Rong on the south wall of the prison room, so he read it carefully several times, and said with a cold smile: "Brother Wen Ju , it seems that your introspection on your own suffering is quite in place--"Too many words will make things fail, but the leaks will not be secret. Yi Bairi...Three people become tigers, soaked in glue-removing paint...'You have the thoughts of introspection and repentance, and that's good."

"Cao Mengde, you are wrong." Kong Rong interrupted him in a cold tone, "This bloody poem is not a work of Kong's self-repentance and self-pity! It is the crystallization of Kong's experience in confronting various traitors all his life. , it is Kong Mou's earnest advice to the people who came after... If you don't understand its meaning, there are many people outside who will understand." After hearing this, Cao Cao couldn't help but suddenly became a little stiff: "Hehehe...Doctor Kong is indeed a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty with a good heart!" As soon as he said these words, he seemed to realize something again immediately. There was a moment of silence, and suddenly He waved his hands back——those warriors immediately understood, stuck the torches in their hands behind the cracks in the corridor wall, and filed out.Outside the cell door, finally only Cao Cao was left standing with his hands behind his back.

"Dr. Kong has a deep knowledge of the classics, is erudite and wise, and has outstanding knowledge. Cao has always admired him sincerely." Cao Cao's tone suddenly appeared very gentle, "Moreover, for Dr. Kong's loyalty to the emperor, his dedication to justice, and his upright and open mind, Cao I have always admired you from the bottom of my heart. Back then, when Cao Mou welcomed His Majesty to Xudu, you wrote three poems and presented them to Cao Mou: "Guo and Li fought against each other, moved the capital to Chang'an and thought of returning. Looking forward to the Kanto is sad, Dreaming of the return of Mr. Cao... From Luo to Xu Weiwei, Mr. Cao is selfless about his country. Minus the food and fat, and the leaders of the group are from Qi Qi...'Oh, Cao remembers the day when he received your poem manuscript, he was so excited I can't sleep all night, I'm more happy than receiving a commendation edict written by His Majesty..."

Speaking of this, the tears in Cao Cao's eyes dripped down like pearls with a broken thread, falling on his beard and beard shining brightly: "Such friendship, such friendship, such relationship, why is it so late today? , but you are so heartless that you tear it apart, and instead fight against Cao somewhere?" Kong Rong looked at him quietly, and said: "If you, Prime Minister Cao, can help the Han family as always, Kong will still sing praises to you to this day, and help you live forever..." "Hey... Doctor Kong! Why are you still so pedantic? The rise of my Cao family to the Han Dynasty is really due to the timing, not because of Cao's will." Cao Cao said leisurely, "The Taishi ordered Wang Li to be proficient in astronomy and astrology. Didn't it also publicly play His Majesty: "The former Taibai guarded the Tianguan and met with Yinghuo; the meeting of gold and fire is also a sign of revolution. Han Zuo will end, and someone will replace him." Shi Dabian, don’t you not understand this point?”

"Oh? Your Cao family's generation of the Han Dynasty is 'made by the weather'? Wang Li's mediocre nonsense, you Cao Mengde will use it to fool people? Didn't he see that you rewarded him with a "Tai Shi Ling" with a rank of two thousand stones? Why are you talking so much about your own interests?" Kong Rong smiled faintly, "Just to borrow your nonsense, if we talk about the outstanding people in the world, there is no one better than Longxi Huangfusong. He is victorious in all battles, but Dong Zhuo still bows and obeys his orders. Think of General Huangfu in those days when he swept through the pass, wiped out the Yellow Turban thieves, expelled the rogue bandits from all over the world, made half of the world, and was famous all over the world. I have seen it with my own eyes—one who is as powerful and mighty as others, yet dare not be arrogant and forced to stand on his own feet, not to mention that you, Cao Mengde, only rely on the power of the emperor to roughly determine the middle ground? I really don’t know where your words of "time of day" come from... ..."

Hearing this, Cao Cao's complexion gradually changed, and he slowly stopped crying. After a long silence, he let out a long sigh: "How about it, Doctor Kong, now that the Southern Expedition is approaching, Cao has no time to argue with you about the reincarnation of destiny. You go back to Lu first. The Confucian Temple in Qufu, Guoqu, closed its doors and recuperated for a period of time, put aside all distracting thoughts, and carefully observe the general situation of the world——after Cao’s triumphant return from the south of the Yangtze River, Cao will definitely go to the Confucian Temple to listen to your wise words, how about it?”

When Kong Rong heard this, the smile on his face gradually became stronger, and he thought to himself: You Cao Mengde is hypocritical, twists and turns, and spends a lot of time, after all, you still want me to stay away from Xudu, live in Pianzhou, and be a man who doesn't care about court affairs. , Dumb, no matter right or wrong, so that you can cover the sky with one hand in the court and turn the clouds and rains upside down!Such a shrewd calculation, I am afraid that you will not be able to achieve your wish today! Thinking of this, he laughed, and slowly said: "Prime Minister Cao is really clever. Emperor Huan is stupid and only knows how to imprison scholars; and Prime Minister Cao, you not only intend to imprison scholars, but also shut their mouths , The Festival of Selling Scholars!" Cao Cao's expression darkened immediately: "If Doctor Kong doesn't even listen to the advice of the truth, the truth will be too hard to think about! Yushitai's questioning of you is extremely fierce..." Facing the gloomy look on Cao Cao's face squeezed like an iceberg, Kong Rong's face was as calm as the sea, as if he could bear all the consequences: "Cao Mengde, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to behead, you don't have to. You are so secretive and hesitant! Kong has put life and death aside since he offered his loyalty to the Han family, so why should he be afraid of your coercion and temptation? If you really have a bit of a hero, you might as well have a good time and chop off Kong's head with a knife Go! Anyway, as long as I, Kong Rong, have breath, I will never allow you to covet the Jiuding of the Han Dynasty!" The prison room fell into a deep dead silence.After a long while, Cao Cao's angry voice roared, shaking in the prison corridor: "Kong Wenju! Cao has done the utmost benevolence to you now, you must blame me in the future..."