This was a short mountain with no special scenery. There were only three thatched cottages. In the courtyard in front of the cottages, a young man dressed as a page boy was leisurely sweeping the yard, singing from time to time.
"The sky is like a round cover, the land is like a chessboard; the world is divided into black and white, competing for honor and disgrace; the honorable are at peace, the disgraced are fixed; Nanyang has a secluded life, sleeping high is not enough!"
Stepping on the withered grass and listening to the boy's childish voice, Cheng Hao pushed open the courtyard door in front of the cottage, cupped his fists, and asked.
"Little brother, did you compose this song?"
The boy shook his head, leaned the broom in his hand on the ground, and answered, "It was composed by my master!"
"I wonder if your master is at home today?"
The boy shook his head and looked curiously at Cheng Hao. He felt that this person was not an ordinary person, so he hurriedly replied, "Master went out this morning."
"Then do you know when you will be back?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe two or three days, or maybe ten days." The boy shook his head.
"Well, since Master is not here, I'll come back another day!" Cheng Hao glanced at the cottage behind the boy with a faint smile, then cupped his fists and turned to leave.
"By the way, if your master comes back, please tell him that Luoyang's Liu Bian came to visit him!"
After he spoke a few words to the boy, Cheng Hao turned around and left. His figure transformed into a golden ray of light that flickered a few times before vanishing from this small mountain village that seemed like a paradise.
After Cheng Hao left and disappeared without a trace, a young man slowly walked out of the thatched cottage in the middle.
This man was eight feet tall, with a face like jade, wearing a silk headband and a crane cloak. He was surrounded by an indescribable aura of a sage, like an immortal.
As the young man walked out, the boy who spoke to Cheng Hao before asked in confusion, "Master, that man called himself Luoyang's Liu Bian. It is very likely that he is the Young Emperor Liu Bian, the current King Hongnong. Why don't you show yourself?"
"Since ancient times, wise lords like to choose virtuous ministers. At the same time, virtuous ministers also choose the wise lord they want to follow!" The young man smiled. He seemed to have a good impression of Cheng Hao, who had visited before.
"In terms of status, he's the legitimate emperor, the legitimate son of the Son of Heaven, so it conforms to the righteous cause. In terms of ability, even though Dong Zhuo removed him from the throne, he was able to come all the way from Luoyang to this place alive, so he naturally has something extraordinary about him. However, I wonder how far he can go towards his subjects?"
Looking up at the boundless sky, the man shook his head and smiled. Then, he leisurely walked into the cottage again.
"Sir, if that Liu Bian comes back another day, how should I answer him?"
"Just tell them that I've gone on a trip and won't be back for three to five days!" The man casually waved his hand and smiled, closing the door behind him.
.....
In a valley thousands of miles away, Cheng Hao sat cross-legged beside a small river. He was grilling a few large fish with great interest.
Cheng Hao had already expected that his first visit to Zhuge Liang would end in failure. After all, capable people were somewhat arrogant. With his current status as King Hongnong, it was not enough to invite Zhuge Liang out of seclusion with just one visit.
"It seems that the legend of three visits to the thatched cottage is going to be born with me, Cheng Hao!"
Cheng Hao was lying on a huge rock as he tasted the grilled fish in his hand. He seemed to be in a good mood.
Three days later, Cheng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, suddenly shot up. He then turned into a golden rainbow and rushed towards Zhuge Liang's seclusion place.
Of course, the ending was not out of Cheng Hao's expectations. This time, Cheng Hao still did not see Zhuge Liang. Although he knew that Zhuge Liang was in the thatched cottage, he did not intend to force his way in. After informing the boy that he would visit again in a few days, he left again.
"Sir, don't you think that you're going overboard with your status? After all, he was once the Emperor. Even if he's not doing well now, he's still a king. He came to our small mountain village alone twice and you refused to see him. Aren't you afraid that he won't come again in the future?"
The boy was unable to continue watching his teacher's rather lofty actions. After all, Cheng Hao's status was there for all to see. Moreover, Cheng Hao did not look down on him at all just because he was a page. It had to be said that the boy had developed a good impression of Cheng Hao after his two encounters with him.
"Hehe, that's why I'm a master and you're still a boy!" The young man waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry. If he's a wise master, he won't be angry just because he didn't see him twice. If someone who can achieve great things doesn't have this much tolerance, then it's not worth following!"
"Sigh … Sir, if that person comes again next time, you'd better not put on airs anymore!"
"Hehe …"
.....
This day was the last day of the time-limited recruitment mission. Cheng Hao once again came to Zhuge Liang's seclusion place with a calm expression.
In the normal story of the Three Kingdoms, even the destitute Liu Bei could invite Kongming to come down the mountain after three visits. Now that he, as the Emperor, had come three times to visit the thatched cottage, if the other party still did not know how to appreciate his kindness, then Cheng Hao would let the other party feel the majesty of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty!
"Little brother, is the master at home today?" Cheng Hao came to the courtyard again and asked with a fist salute.
"He came back last night. Although the master is at home today, he's still sleeping in the thatched cottage." The boy sighed and said helplessly, "Why don't I go in and wake him up?"
"No need. Since there's nothing else, I'll just wait here for a while!" After all, this was the first top advisor that he was going to recruit after coming to this world. Cheng Hao was very patient.
An hour later, in the thatched cottage, Zhuge Liang stood up and recited a poem, "Who will wake up first from the big dream? I know that in my life, I sleep enough in the thatched cottage, but the sun is late outside the window. "
Perhaps he felt that he had done enough, so when he finished reciting, he turned around and asked the boy, "Is there a visitor?"
The boy could not help but roll his eyes. His meaning was self-evident. Just keep pretending.
Although he was a little dissatisfied with his master's actions, he still replied seriously, "Mr. Liu Bian, who came twice before, is now waiting outside the door!"
Kongming was a little surprised. Then, he quickly got up and changed his clothes. He scolded, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The boy rolled his eyes again. He could not be bothered with his master anymore. After helping him get dressed, he walked to the side and stood there quietly. He looked like he was not going to say anything and was just going to watch him pretend.
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