Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Gu Nan walked forward, and when she heard Lingqi's question, she smiled and put her hand on her head.

"Meal ticket."

meal ticket?

Lingqi frowned slightly and thought, is there anyone with the surname Fan in this world?

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In the summer night, even in the city, there are endless sounds of insects, most of which are cicadas, buzzing and disturbing in the ears.

Every time it comes to the end of spring and the beginning of summer, there is always some special smell in the air, which should be light humidity mixed with the smell of grass leaves.

It doesn't smell good, but it's always pleasant.

The night is much better than the sweltering heat at noon, and the gentle breeze brings a comfortable coolness.

In front of a room in the rebellious journey, Lingqi was holding a book on general warfare and studying hard. Her favorite thing to read was the art of war. She could flip through the master's bookcase at will, and would always find out the art of war inside and read it.

But at this time, she couldn't read it.

"sand."

The book was closed, and the pages were slightly blown by the wind.

Lingqi looked down at the shadow on the ground, inevitably she felt homesick.

She didn't know where her father was or what happened to him.

She never mentioned her father and her surname to Gu Nan, she was afraid of causing trouble to her master.

After all, it was because of this that her mother died.

In the room behind, the window screen was slightly bright, and the fire was flickering. A figure in the room was sitting at the table, and the shadow was projected on the window screen.

After a while, the window was pushed open by a figure, Gu Nan sat in the room and called out to Lingqi in front of the room.

"Qi'er, it's time to rest, it's already late."

"Yeah." Lingqi turned her head to look at Gu Nan, and got up with the book in her hand.

"I see."

The master treated her really well, so she shouldn't cause trouble for the master because of herself.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, Gu Nan sat at the table, writing a book in his hand, looked back at Lingqi and asked with a smile.

"Then how well you have learned the Mohism, is there anyone who doesn't understand?"

Lingqi's face turned red, she lowered her head and was speechless.

Gu Nan saw the reason at a glance.

"Are you secretly reading military books again?"

"Yes." Lingqi replied in a low voice, her voice was so soft that she could hardly hear her, she carefully raised her head and glanced at Gu Nan, for fear that the master would be angry.

Gu Nan sighed, and waved his hands helplessly: "Forget it, it's getting late, you should rest first."

After all, the military family is not a study of benevolence and righteousness. She originally wanted to teach Lingqi the knowledge so that she could live a stable life.

But Lingqi seems to have a great interest in the art of war and martial arts, and she is almost the same as she was back then.

Soldiers, learning this way is a matter of life and death.

She didn't want to teach Lingqi more about this, but if it was Lingqi's choice, she would not stop it.

In the night, the lights in the room were turned off, and insects were buzzing outside.

Chapter 292: In fact, it was just casually said so

The room in the mansion was dimly lit.

The rest of the candles have been extinguished, except for the one in front of the bed which is still shaking.

The candlelight reflected a face, and the yellowish light reflected and danced in the eyes of the people around.

It was pitch black all around, only the firelight and the human face could be seen clearly.

The person sitting in front of the bed is that Cao Cao.

He didn't want to sleep that night, just like the night he received those words that night.

Jun Qingping is a traitor, a hero in troubled times.

He had already almost forgotten this sentence, but now that it was mentioned again, he realized that he had never forgotten it.

Traitor, hero.

In the firelight, Cao Cao's eyes closed lightly. When he was young, he was criticized by others because he was a eunuch.

At that time, he wanted to be a prefect, to govern a county well, to establish virtue, so that the world could see clearly what kind of person Cao Cao was.

Later, he was ordered to be a captain, and then a lieutenant of the Dianjun. At that time, what he wanted was to stand up for the Han Dynasty, make meritorious deeds against thieves, and be able to establish a career as a concubine.

Fortunately, after his death, the words "Tomb of Cao Houzhi", the general who conquered the West in the Han Dynasty, could be engraved on the tombstone.

But now that the Han Dynasty is in decline and the world is in turmoil, this ambition has nowhere to go.

"Traitor, male." Cao Cao read the two words once, and finally his eyes were fixed on the fire.

Reach out and pinch the wick with two fingers.

The room was completely dark, and Cao Cao lay down feeling the burning pain on his fingertips.

Whether it is a traitor or a hero depends on what Cao Cao did, not what the world says.

He only does what he should do, and lives up to this seven-foot body.

What's the harm in asking the world to talk about the others?

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In the next two days, Cao Cao ordered the soldiers guarding the door that if they saw a Mr. Baipao bringing a little girl to the door, he would immediately let the two of them come in to entertain them, and then notify himself.

The air in front of the hall is stuffy, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter these days. Cao Cao will sit in the hall drinking herbal tea while waiting for news.

Now the princes have communicated and sat down to make arrangements, ready to move.