Chapter 239 How about a chat?

Style: Historical Author: Three thousand ladlesWords: 1980Update Time: 24/01/12 01:45:32
"How about we chat?" Su Xuan asked loudly. Not only could Su Xuan's voice be heard in the courtyard, but the empress Zhu Zhirui outside the courtyard could also naturally hear it.

"Haha, I want to see what Mr. Su has to do to get King Xun to come out on his own."

For some reason, the weather temperature suddenly turned cold. The originally bright sky suddenly became a little gray and covered with a layer of mist. In less than a few breaths, the small snowflakes slowly falling from the sky were telling... For everyone in this world, winter is coming!

Outside the door, the empress Zhu Zhirui put a hand on her chin and narrowed her eyes slightly. Han Diao Si served respectfully beside her, adding a pot of tea to the oriole wooden table in front of the empress from time to time, or even a heater under the table. Han Diao Si put the coal in with his own hands, and used a cattail leaf fan to gently add enough burning air to the middle. Sparks popped out from time to time, and Han Diao Si even used his own internal strength to quietly add fuel to the fire. of resolution.

In a three-story teahouse in the distance, Gou Hongxuan, the great general of the Great Xia Dynasty, and Ouyang Heng, his strategist, were sitting opposite each other. The small stove next to the table was heating up. Ouyang Heng was holding a sunspot in his right hand, and he was making a move. Gou Hongxuan, on the other hand, had a sad look on his face. He was a general and a counselor discussing the matter of playing chess. He really didn't have much chance of winning.

"It's already the tenth round, General..."

Ouyang Heng's face always has that calm expression that never changes. Even if the weather outside suddenly changes, even if he sometimes falls into decline, or even at the bottom of the valley, Ouyang Heng's expression never changes, as if the whole All the variables in the world are under his consideration, and no changes in things will surprise him.

"I know……"

Gou Hongxuan covered his head with both hands and plucked at his hair, which was not too thick. His eyebrows were knitted together in pain.

"General, you can't be anxious when playing chess. We have played ten games. In all ten games, the general has lost because of his eagerness. The general has not even reached the stage of fighting that you are best at. It's a pity, general."

A waiter next to him approached with a pot of strong and fragrant wine.

"General, it's getting cold."

Gou Hongxuan had nowhere to get angry. He looked at his personal bodyguard and was furious. But in the end he just grabbed the wine bottle and glared at the bodyguard. He took it in front of him and held it in front of him. When he was about to drink it, he looked at Ouyang Heng, who was looking out the window boredly, and handed it out in his direction.

Ouyang Heng held the goose feather fan in his hand slightly and responded with a slight smile on his face: "General, you know that I don't drink much."

"Of course I know you, Mr. Ouyang." Gou Hongxuan drank all the wine in the pot, hissed beautifully, and then said: "Actually, it is not suitable to drink in broad daylight, but today is not a good day as you said, sir. What? It just so happens that it’s snowing too. Sir, although I don’t have much knowledge, I still know some poetry.”

"Oh? General, you still have this kind of elegance? Reciting poems in the snow is really not your style."

Gou Hongxuan laughed heartily: "Humans, every style needs to be tried. Your scholarly spirit, scolding Fang Qiu is no worse than galloping on the battlefield."

Ouyang Heng folded his hands on his knees and glanced at the unfinished chess game. He didn't have any tricks that could be seen at a glance.

"Then take advantage of the snowy scenery and listen to the general's poems, right?"

Gou Hongxuan took another sip of wine and coughed to clear his throat.

"Green ants pay for new wine, small red clay stove~It's snowing in the evening, so I can drink a glass of nothing!" After finishing the poem, without even waiting for Ouyang Heng to comment, Gou Hongxuan directly boasted: "Good poem! Good. Poetry!”

Ouyang Hengwu shook his head, with a little bitter smile on his face. He raised the tea cup in his hand and took a slow sip. He didn't make any comments, neither good nor bad. He just took a sip of tea and drank it for a long time. When Gou Hongxuan waited with his eyes wide open, he couldn't wait, so he simply asked directly.

"Sir, why don't you speak?"

Ouyang Heng finally put down his teacup, sighed, and looked at Gou Hongxuan with a smile.

"General, what do you want me to say?"

"What should I say? Just say it!" Gou Hongxuan spread his hands, obviously waiting for Ouyang Heng's pertinent evaluation.

Ouyang Heng still sighed.

"General, this is really embarrassing. The poem you are reciting is not your own."

"Hahaha!" Gou Hongxuan was exposed. Instead of being embarrassed, he laughed happily, almost crazy. Ouyang Heng was not surprised. Fifteen years in the thatched cottage had long trained him to be calm. Basically, nothing can disturb his state of mind.

"Mr. Ouyang, you are really serious about this poem. How could a rough guy like me have the inspiration to write such a beautiful poem? It is indeed something I have seen recently. I think it is very artistic and very interesting." It's free and easy, so I memorized it. At this time, I took it out to show off, hahaha, but sir, I exposed it right away. As expected of you, sir."

Ouyang Heng gently shook his feather fan to cool down the hot tea in the cup.

"Although this poem is not written by you, the general does have a good taste in poetry. This poem was written by a poet of the Tang Dynasty. It has a free and uninhibited feeling, and at the same time it is a kind of ridicule to friends. If the general likes it, After returning to the border, you can read it to the other generals, I think they will be surprised."

"You are absolutely right! Sir, why didn't I think of this? If I say this poem while drinking, why don't I let them compete with me?"

Thinking of the dumbfounded expressions of those generals looking at him, Gou Hongxuan felt secretly happy. He excitedly hit the table with one hand. The chess pieces on the table immediately moved due to the vibration. Later he realized that he had done something wrong. Gou Hongxuan, who stopped moving, shrank his neck and smiled.

"I'm sorry, sir, why don't we forget about this chess game and start over?"

Ouyang Heng smiled and did not expose Gou Hongxuan's petty thoughts at all. He just said lightly: "Okay, general, this round does not count. Let's end the game here."

Ouyang Feng's words always played into Gou Hongxuan's hands. Gou Hongxuan was really not interested in sitting in a fixed position and not moving. Although in order to better see the situation in the governor's mansion, Gou Hongxuan chose He got this position, and it was Gou Hongxuan who brought up the matter of playing chess.