Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

When Zhuge Liang and his friends experienced the great escape under the fist of Adjutant He, Ah Sheng was sitting behind the food table and waiting for the meal.

It is the season of bayberry. In front of her, a large porcelain plate in the shape of milky white petals was piled with a mountain of bayberry, and the fruits were red to purple. Ah Sheng picked the darkest ones into a small bowl and put them on Ah Liang's food table next door. After a while, she found a bigger bayberry, so she took it out with chopsticks and put it in Zhuge Liang's bowl as well.

"Second uncle does this again, I'll be jealous." Ah Zhen was cooking porridge beside the small cauldron in the middle of the hall. She stirred the bottom of the pot with a large spoon and smiled sideways. "I used to think that my grandfather was the most doted on the younger generation in the family. Tsk tsk, I don't want to be the one who's gone, the second uncle is called crazy when he spoils people."

A Sheng was stunned for a moment, and like a child who did something wrong, he quickly retracted his hand, put down his chopsticks, and coughed softly.

Sun Ce couldn't help laughing.

In addition to Ah Zhen, Sun Ce, and Ah Zhen's mother-in-law, Mrs. Wu, at this time, she frequently winked at the young couple.

Mrs. Wu has always been a cautious person. No, Sun Ce has just expanded the territory of Lujiang by a county, and she took the initiative to send the second child Sun Quan and the third child Sun Yi to Juancheng to accompany Cao Cao The children of the family went to study. Now that Cao Zhen and Sun Ce are suspected to be joking with Duke Zhonghua, she can't help but be terrified.

A Sheng didn't take it to heart. The more powerful she is now, the more casual she gets along with the younger generation. It is probably because the prestige has been established, and the trembling of others is no longer needed to set off.

"Bo Fu, this is yours." Ah Sheng said with a smile on his face.

Sun Ce tried his best to press down the corners of his upturned mouth, but naturally he failed with his expression management ability. "Second uncle please teach me." He laughed.

A Sheng picked up a bayberry: "Under your rule, eating bayberry is still a luxury."

Sun Ce's eyes widened a bit: "Oh... that's really my fault." He patted his thigh with his palm while recalling Ah Sheng's words, and burst into laughter before he knew it: "Oh , it’s really my fault—Second Uncle, why don’t you ask Gongjin and Zixiu to help me, I’ll be able to afford bayberry in a few years.”

At this time, Ah Zhen took a shallow plate and filled the soup, and sent it to Ah Sheng. "Second uncle, don't pay attention to it. He is like a child sometimes, he thinks it out. Why don't you come and try my duck soup."

A Sheng bowed his head and took a sip: "It's faded."

"Are you there?" Ah Zhen also took a sip, then turned her head decisively and went to add salt.

The daughter-in-law is just changing the topic, but the mother is cold: "You are so loud! Can you also instruct the eldest son?"

Sun Ce was extremely wronged: "Isn't that his internal affairs better than mine?"

"It was also to go back to Yanzhou to help Duke Cao, why did you come to this hot and humid Lujiang? I'll give you a hand? Your face is as big as a pot."

Mother and son you come and go, one lacks heart, and the other is repaired; the other is cautious and can't wait to hold Cao Ang everywhere. The contrast really couldn't be more stark. Ah Sheng sat on the seat and almost didn't laugh out loud.

In the end, Ah Zhen came out to smooth things out. "Okay, okay, as expected, the second uncle is right. Duck soup should be salty, and the umami will come out after adding salt." She said in a slightly exaggerated voice, and then ordered her servants to fetch a brass bowl. , serve soup to everyone at the table one by one.

As the servants walked around, the banquet became lively.

Sun Ce drank the first time he served the bowl, and sure enough, his mouth was scalded. Drinking cold water is another riot.

A Sheng took advantage of the chaos to get up to Mrs. Wu and whispered, "What are we worried about? The children are all grown up and smart."

Mrs. Wu sighed again and again: "The Cao family treats this kid too kindly, I won't hold him down any more, I'm afraid there will be disasters in the future. Bo Fu married Ah Zhen, and they are already one Waiting for one's wealth. I only hope that he can die so well and not leave a name in the history books. "

"Madam has a photo. It is precisely because Bo Fu has such a temperament that I encourage Zixiu to befriend him..."

As he was speaking, he heard the sound of rapid footsteps from far to near. Zhuge Liang rushed in like a cannonball.

"Cao Zi." Zhuge Liang's shoes were all gone, and he was holding a clay figurine-like boy in his left hand, "Someone is going to beat me outside."

An hour later, Zhuge Liang sat cross-legged on the couch and asked Cao Sheng for credit: "Cao Zi, I always thought, if Cao Zi accepted disciples again, what would it look like?"

Asheng almost shoved the spoon of **** soup into the mouth of this naughty man.

"I don't want to be full of bad water like me. If you find another one with exquisite skills to be my junior brother, I will kill him."

Cao Sheng:…

"Amondo is so good. He's neither smart nor stupid. And he's following his brother-in-law to make a living, much like when I first followed you—"

"Stalker?"

"Where do I have a stalker?!" A Liang retorted, "It's clearly perseverance."

"Oh."

"Anyway, I think Amonshaw, I, at first glance, is a poor person with both parents dead."

A Sheng put down the bottomed soup bowl with a solemn expression: "Aliang, I have no intention of attacking you, but Lu Meng's mother is still alive."

"Huh?"

A Sheng nodded: "Still alive."

"It shouldn't be. I looked at his face, the two sides of the forehead were dull... The so-called sun and moon angles are black and white, and the parents are separated..."

A Sheng pressed his index finger against the boy's forehead, hating that iron would not become steel: "I have learned a little plausible false knowledge and I will show it off everywhere. I told you, eight characters, astrology, facial features, and even divination , are only auxiliary means. Knowing people and people, listening to their words and deeds, everything is false. Putting trust on the face? I don't have the courage to do so..."

"Cao Zi, I was wrong." Zhuge Liang quickly admitted his mistake and grabbed A Sheng's sleeve with both hands, "But I really think Amon is good. Amon is different from me, he is from a humble background and is illiterate. There is tenacity and integrity but no one appreciates it. The world should not be like this. I admire him and want to give him a step to prove that it is not only the children of the clan who can reach the Qingyun Ladder."

Zhuge Liang's rare and sincere speech made Ah Sheng silent, she touched the boy's head: "Have you ever thought about it, some people will say that you are too big, and you are still unsteady, so take the teacher as the leader. Favor is with anyone at will."

Who gave them the courage to say that my foothold is unstable? I think I have stabilized to the bottom of Jiuquan with Cao Zi.

"Besides, Lu Meng, what is casual with people? I can't be casual, but I chose him after thousands of choices!"

Did you choose a little illiterate? Ah Sheng managed to swallow this sentence back in his stomach. She's a mature adult, and can't follow the lead of childish teenagers.

But then again, apart from Zhuge Liang, who insisted on Mizhi, no one thought that she would really find an illiterate disciple. Even Lu Meng himself had the expression of being smashed by a big gold pie.

It is also in a bright living room, with smooth varnished wooden floors and rolled up bamboo curtains to let in golden sunlight. It's hot and the wind is blowing, it's summer.

A Sheng sat at the head, knocked on a few cases, and asked with a puzzled face: "Your mother is very supportive, why are you not willing to learn from me?"

The young man Lu Meng refused to sit and stood in the center of the living room, his hands and feet nowhere to be placed, which were out of tune with this elegant room. Facing the gaze of the superior, he hesitated and couldn't open his mouth.

"I...I..."

A Sheng tilted his head: "Could it be that the folk customs of Huainan despise the knowledge of women?"

This is the first time she takes the initiative to mention the difference between men and women. Sun Ce, the prefect of Huainan, almost fell from his seat. "Nothing!" Sun Ce shouted hurriedly, "Who dares to look down on the second uncle of the children from my direct line of troops? Even the late emperor called him Cao Zi, are they more honorable than the late emperor?"

Zhuge Liang was so anxious that he couldn't sit still, and desperately gave Lu Meng a wink from behind Ah Sheng.

Lu Meng blushed, and finally revealed the truth in the eyes of everyone: "I... my family is poor, and I can't afford Cao Zi's repair..."

Everyone: ... your point is not right!

However, Lu Meng didn't notice it, and was still immersed in his own logic: "I am fifteen years old this year, and I have hands and feet. Come and support me to study?" After speaking, he lowered his head.

A Sheng glanced at this precocious child in surprise, and deeply felt that he was a wicked little prince of the ruling class family: "I am rich in the world, why should I accept you? 's bundle repair?"

Zhuge Liang had recovered from Lu Meng's astonishing words, and opened his mouth to laugh, when he heard Cao Zi say: "Aliang, apart from the initial etiquette, eat my food, wear my clothes, and come with me. Borrowing and living with relatives and friends everywhere. Whenever he has a big homework done, he also asks me to pay him.”

Zhuge Liang: "Cao Zi, I don't want face?"

"It is so."

Zhuge Liang turned into a cabbage that was beaten by frost, and reluctantly whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Then let's make it up a little... Anyway, I'm a senior... I still I cooked salt with Cao Zi...but it was hard work..."

The obsessive thoughts on this side can’t be extricated. Lu Meng on the other side has not yet accepted the golden pie of "free admission and scholarship", and still struggles to himself: "Cao Zi is rich in the world, and he likes it. What's wrong with me? I've never read a book, I'm afraid it's not the material. I may be more suitable for joining the army and supporting my family with courage."

A Sheng gradually restrained his smile and stared at the stubborn boy in front of him. The vague word "Lü Meng" in my memory has faded away, replaced by a vivid person: self-respecting, tenacious, and not easy to persuade.

Lü Meng is still racking his brains to describe his ideals, perhaps using his best literary skills: "I was born from a bad background, and I was born to eat rough people, just like tigers and leopards. Beautiful feathers can't turn into a phoenix that sings well."

"You're wrong." Ah Sheng interrupted him suddenly, his expression was rare since his recovery, "How can you be a tiger and leopard if you don't come from a good background? In the words of those military men, you don't have a good background. The good thing is the insects, they should have rented the land and worked for a lifetime, until they were drained of the last drop of blood and sweat, rotting in the soil, and not even a surname was mentioned."

Lu Meng clenched his fists first, and he was frozen from head to toe by her description, his teeth chattering.

A Sheng stood up, his blue clothes dragged on the ground, as tall and straight as jade. "Human nature has no dignity. If you exercise your body the day after tomorrow, you can become a tiger and a leopard; if you exercise your intelligence the day after tomorrow, you can become a phoenix bird. I see that you are unwilling to be a worm. I think you at least know this truth. If you don't want to, I think highly of you. It's over." She raised her chin slightly, and she spoke in a loud voice, "People who speak talents before fighting, my main room has not reached the point where I beg you to come in!"

"Boom." The boy knelt on the spot, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"I would like to learn from Cao Zi." He said.

This is Zhuge Liang's older apprentice and Cao Sheng's second apprentice.