Three Kingdoms: The rebellious son of the Cao family married the queen at the beginning

With Dong Zhuo's trust in Wang Yun, he was soon free from suspicion, after all, Diao Chan's injury was real.

The next step is to find ways to get Cao Shuo to move out of Diao Chan's boudoir.

The two are neither relatives nor relatives, and have no marriage contract, living in the same house, how decent!

Diao Chan was injured, and Cao Shuo couldn't let her feed him anymore, so he had to rely on himself.

"Chan'er, how about teaching me how to play the piano?"

Cao Shuo's learning skill has increased by a hundred times, so it can't be wasted.

The literati of the Three Kingdoms begged for their wives, all relying on playing, playing and singing.

Military generals rely on robbing to find their wives.

Sitting in Luoyang City with a guqin in his arms, and playing a song called Fengqiuhuang on the city tower, maybe all the beauties could be lined up in the imperial palace.

"Which one would Zixiang want to learn?"

"Let's learn Fengqiuhuang first!"

"what?"

Diao Chan's pretty face instantly flushed, what's wrong with learning, I have to learn from Phoenix to ask for Phoenix, and my Phoenix still needs to ask for it?

"you will not?"

Cao Shuo looked at Diao Chan suspiciously. Didn't he say that he was proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Such a simple piece of music was difficult for her?

Diao Chan rolled his eyes at him, carried a guqin, put it on the table in the yard, and started playing.

"There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget it when I see it. I don't see her for a day, and I think about it like crazy. The phoenix flies and soars, and the world seeks the phoenix..."

Diao Chan's singing is like the sound of nature, resounding in Cao Shuo's heart, and the sound of the piano is even more superb, and the song Fengqiuhuang is played superbly.

"Zixiang, have you learned it yet?"

"Uh……"

Cao Shuo was pulled out of the artistic conception by Diao Chan, and looked at Diao Chan with an embarrassed face, it was so nice to listen to, and he listened so seriously that he didn't even look at the movements of Diao Chan's hands.

Seeing Cao Shuo's expression, she knew that this guy must use this as an excuse to listen to her playing the piano.

Then Diao Chan smiled slightly and played Farewell My Concubine again!
But this time, Cao Shuo saw Diao Chan's movements clearly, and with his skillful and exquisite heart, Diao Chan played it once, and he memorized it.

"Chan'er, you should rest, the wound on your arm is open again!"

Diao Chan said indifferently:

"It's okay, as long as Zixiang is willing to listen, I can play it for you anytime!"

Cao Shuo picked up Diao Chan, put it on his lap, and then bounced in a decent manner.

[Ding, your piano art has reached the entry level. 】

……

[Ding, your piano art has reached the proficient level. 】

Diao Chan nestled in Cao Shuo's arms, listening to it fascinatedly. Compared with Cao Shuo's talent, she felt very ashamed that she had learned the piano art for more than ten years in vain.

Cao Shuo lived in Wang Yun's mansion for more than 20 days, and his injuries were almost healed. In order to conceal his identity, Wang Yun claimed that Cao Shuo was Diao Chan's fiancé.

All the servants in the mansion call him son or aunt, but no one knows his real name.

189, the day of Xiaonian.

In Diao Chan's other courtyard.

Cao Shuo brought a pot of live flour, a rolling pin, and a pot of stuffed pork and green onions.

Diao Chan asked curiously, "My lord, what is this?"

"Make dumplings!"

"Make dumplings?"

Diao Chan looked at Cao Shuo suspiciously, she had never heard of such food as dumplings.

Through this period of understanding, Diao Chan discovered that Cao Shuo knew a lot, including piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and Fu, and all kinds of monsters, ghosts, and legends.

Dumplings were also called jiaoer in ancient times. Around 194, Zhang Zhongjing, a medical sage who served as the prefect of Changsha, went home to visit relatives in winter and found that the people were naked and their ears were frozen.

So they chopped mutton and cold-dispelling medicinal materials into mud, wrapped them into ear shapes, and opened sheds to share with the local people. The frostbite on the ears of the people was cured, and then passed down from generation to generation.

There is a common saying in later generations in the north: "If you don't serve dumpling bowls during the winter solstice, no one cares about your ears being frozen."

"Sanggong, are these dumplings delicious?"

"Of course, a sensible person wants to eat!"

"Sanggong, why do you have a weird expression, you look so wretched!"

"My injury is healed, why don't you live outside tonight?"

"Sanggong, teach me how to play dumplings first!"

The two were playing with dumplings while fighting.

In the evening, Wang Yun's maid came to their courtyard and said respectfully:
"Miss Diaochan, master invites you and uncle to go over!"

Cao Shuo said sharply, "Let him come here!"

"This……"

The servant girl was a little embarrassed, it was the first time she met such an arrogant young master.

Cao Shuo scolded, "Hurry up!"

"promise!"

Diao Chan looked at the crooked dumplings she made, and then at the delicate dumplings made by Cao Shuo, with a face of shame, feeling that she was inferior to Cao Shuo as a woman.

"Sir, where did you learn this?"

Cao Shuo said meaningfully:
"Have you ever heard of being self-taught?"

"cut!"

Wang Yun came to Diao Chan's residence with a sullen face, and when he saw the two kissing each other, he was even more angry.

"Young Master Cao, the New Year's Eve is approaching, and the security in the city has been relaxed a lot. Do you think about it? It's too dangerous to leave Luoyang."

Cao Shuo said calmly:
"It's still early. It's relatively safe to go out of the city on New Year's Eve."

Wang Yun blew his beard and stared angrily. It will be six or seven days during the Chinese New Year. This annoying guy wants to stay here and not leave.

"By the way, before you leave, finish the marriage between me and Chan'er!"

"My grass!"

Wang Yun was very depressed, why did he meet such a bastard, so hurry up and die, so as not to be mad at you.

"Father-in-law, you said this yourself, you won't break your word!"

"But Chan'er is still young, wait a few more years!"

"Wait a few more years? I'm afraid you won't live until then!"

"Little thief, how dare you curse me!"

"I am telling the truth!"

"No matter how old this old man is, he will live longer than you!"

"Father-in-law, prepare as soon as possible, Luoyang will be abandoned by Dong Zhuo within a year!"

"What do you mean?"

Wang Yun didn't understand what Cao Shuo meant. How could Dong Zhuo give up Luoyang so easily?

"Anti-Dong forces from all over the world have gathered together, and soon they will unite one after another to attack Dong Bandits. At that time, Dong Bandits will definitely fear the power of the princes and retreat to Chang'an!"

"Really?"

Wang Yun looked at Cao Shuo suspiciously. Dong Thief had 20 cavalry and more than a dozen strong generals under him. Lü Bu was unmatched. How could he give up Luoyang so easily.

Diao Chan asked:

"Husband, I heard that Lu Bu, Dong Zhuo's righteous son, is unparalleled in the world and has few rivals. How could he easily retreat to Chang'an?"

"There are many talented people in the world, and Lu Bu is not invincible, but don't forget, someone injured him in Luoyang, and he retired. Would you be worried if you were Dong Zhuo?"

"This……"

Wang Yun's evaluation of Cao Shuo has improved a bit, except for the love between his children, it is finally useful, but this is just his guess, so he can say something else.

"If I leave, I will definitely take Chan'er away, it's too dangerous for you!"