"Click!" With a soft voice, Song Xin's face turned cold, and he made several finger prints on the bronze wine bottle in his hand.
When Wei Xi and Wei Qian and his son saw how strong his hands were, they immediately looked nervous, "What do you think? This is the residence of the Marquis of Gao'an! How dare you attack the guests!?"
Fei Peng nervously tugged on Song Xin's sleeves, fearing that he would rush out and hit someone. If a conflict breaks out here and the owner's face is hurt, I'm afraid it won't be easy to see people in Xudu from now on.
The guests around him felt the coldness radiating from Song Xin's body, as if he was sitting next to a big ice cube, and quickly moved their bodies, fearing that a fight would harm them. At this time, it is not uncommon for people to get drunk and take action at banquets, and everyone has experience with it. But most of them still want to watch the excitement while drunk.
Just when it was freezing, a drunk man came over with a cup, put his hand on Song Xin's shoulder, and said in a drunken voice: "It turns out to be Brother Song, come on, let me and you drink." Let’s have a drink!”
Song Xin took a look and realized that it was Qian Shou.
"Master Qianshou, when did you come? Is your injury healed?"
Qian Shou said drunkenly: "Come, come, brother Song, don't talk about this, drink, drink."
The arrival of Qian Shou slightly warmed up the originally tense and cold atmosphere. At this time, he looked at Wei Xi and his son again, "Hey, it turns out that Mr. Wei Zijing is drinking with Brother Song. I am here to celebrate my birthday, and my father is here to support me."
"So it's Young Master Qian." Wei Xi and his son Wei Qian cupped their hands.
"Haha, it turns out you all know each other." Qian Shou, drunkenly, put his arm around Song Xin's shoulders and whispered in Song Xin's ear: "Take this girl back to your place, and I will help you deal with them."
Song Xin thought about it, Qian Shou and Wei Xi were both from the noble families in Jizhou, and the Qian family had greater influence in the local area. Song Xin smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Brother Qianshou. Master Wei, I won't disturb you." Then he picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
Qian Shou stretched out his thumb and said, "Okay! Good drinker!"
Qian Shou took the wine flask from Song Xin's hand and wandered up to Wei Xi and his son, "Master Wei, Mr. Wei, I would like to propose a toast to you. Come, this wine is very rare, how can you miss it."
Wei Xi quickly raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qian."
Qian Shou waved his hand towards Song Xin behind his back, signaling him to go back.
"I didn't expect that this life-enhancing thing would be useful. I thought he was just a useless dude." Xiaoyu said.
"I'm a little surprised too." Song Xin said secretly. After returning to his table, Song Xin glanced at Qian Shou. His brows instantly furrowed because there seemed to be a dark shadow above Qian Shou's head. And it's like the people around you can't see it.
Song Xin thought her eyes were dazzled, and when she shook her head and looked again, the black shadow was gone.
Feipeng didn't see any black shadow at all. After she returned to her seat, she said with concern: "Mr. Song, it's all my fault that made you angry."
Song Xin said: "This has nothing to do with you. They are looking for trouble with me. Don't worry about it." Looking over at Wei Xi, Zheng and Qian Shou were changing cups, drinking happily. It was as if the scene just now had never happened.
While everyone was drinking heavily, Cao Zhi, who was sitting at the guest table, stood up and said, "Uncles, generals, sir, Zhi has recently written a new poem, and I would like to invite all the distinguished scholars to appreciate it."
When Feipeng heard this, he immediately said goodbye to Song Xin and returned to sit next to Sun Ying.
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"Young Master is outstanding in talent and learning. He must be a good poet." Xiahou Dun said. Cao Zhi nodded slightly, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to the musician Sun Ying. Sun Ying knew that Cao Zhi was proficient in music and did not dare to decide the tune on his own, so he respectfully asked: "Sir, this is a five-character poem. I wonder where you want to use it? What tune?"
"Kong Hou Yin, Qing Tiao."
"Yes, sir." After saying that, he handed the knot with both hands. Cao Zhi took it and nodded to indicate that he could start.
The konghou musician played a melancholy introduction, and Cao Zhi harmonized the last sentence. After the introduction, he gently played a fine beat, and then hit a heavy beat. The musicians also began to play. The melody of Song Xinjue's music was a bit like the flute music Zhang Moyang played to Sun Hao in the tavern, which instantly brought back his memories.
"I wonder how Sister Sun and Brother Mo Yang are doing now."
Cao Zhi opened his mouth and sang:
"The white horse is adorned with golden reins, galloping northwestward.
May I ask who's son is You Bingyou Xia'er?
When I was young, I went to the countryside and raised my voice in the desert.
In the past, there was a good bow, but the arrows were so uneven..."
Song Xin was startled, "White Horse Pian!?" He once recited this poem when he was in school. At that time, many students were in great pain just to memorize this poem. Suddenly I heard it here again, and it was sung by the author himself, and the memory deep in my consciousness seemed to be recalled again.
Feipeng and Snu played the drums together in the band. Feipeng saw Song Xin's thoughtful look and smiled sweetly.
This touching smile happened to be seen by Cao Pi who was sitting at the guest table. His eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't expect that there was such a gorgeous singer in the Qing Commercial Department. He quickly turned his head and asked the attendants around him.
When Cao Zhi finished singing, all the guests were moved. Cao Pi, Wei Tong and Xiahou Dun were even moved to tears after listening, "May I ask you, sir, what is the name of this poem?"
"General Ziming, this poem has not yet been named. The general is versatile in both civil and military affairs. Would you like to give it a name?" Cao Zhi said.
"Young Master is a great talent, and I am ashamed of myself. This poem begins with a white horse adorned with golden restraints, so how about it be called the White Horse Pian?" Wei Tong said.
"This name is very good, let's call it Baima Pian." Cao Zhi said. Song Xin was so surprised that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear. The name of this poem was actually given by Wei Tong...
"To be fair to the general, the image of the knight-errant in this poem comes from the general. At that time, the general rode a white horse into the enemy army to help his father defeat Yuan Shao and conquer Wuhuan. One man rode alone and shot several Wuhuan cavalry. Below. I have always admired the general and always regarded him as a role model for my subordinates. Today I present this article to express my respect for Cao Zhi."
"I'm so ashamed of myself. The young master is talented in both civil and military affairs. How dare Wei Tong accept the poem from the young master." Wei Tong bowed deeply.
"Hey, you Wei Ziming deserves this good song, don't give in." Xu Chu laughed and patted Wei Tong on the shoulder.
"Haha, Mr. Zijian is so fond of Mr. Wei, it's really a hero's pity!" A slightly fat guest next to Cao Zhi said loudly. This person's name is Ding Yi, who is currently serving as the Huangmen Minister. This official position is a close servant of the emperor, responsible for conveying imperial edicts.
However, the emperor at this time was just a puppet. Ding Yi often walked around the prime minister's mansion, and most of the edicts he passed were issued by Cao Cao in the name of the emperor. He also had an older brother, Ding Yi. The two had a very close relationship with Cao Zhi, and they were also the main helpers who later helped Cao Zhi seize the throne.
As soon as Ding Yi finished speaking, he saw a trace of displeasure flash across Cao Pi's fair face.
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But a few people still caught the slight change in his expression. Song Xin saw that among the guests on the east side, Sima Yi and Chen Qun looked at each other tacitly and continued to toast and drink.
They were not the only ones to notice the change in Cao Pi's expression, but also Liu Xian.
A faint uneasiness passed through his heart. Song Xin was a little confused. Why was Cao Zhi suddenly so enthusiastic about Wei Tong? He even wrote a poem to him and presented it to him on such an occasion where important officials gathered.
The displeasure on Cao Pi's face made Song Xin even more uneasy. Song Xin knew exactly what Cao Cao would do in the future. And Cao Pi and Cao Zhi will also fight to the death for the position of heir.
Now there is another uncertain factor, that is Cao Chong. He doesn't seem to have much power behind him, but Cao Cao likes him the most.
I remember that when I was studying in school, the teacher always said that the white horse general was Cao Zhi himself when talking about this poem. And he has never heard the name Wei Tong in the historical records and novels of later generations, which is even more strange.
After Cao Zhi finished singing the new song, he raised his glass and drank a glass, laughing. At this time, Cao Pi said: "Zijian's poem has a majestic artistic conception and such beautiful words. It is really a rare masterpiece. If my father knew about it, he would definitely praise it greatly."
Cao Zhi laughed and said, "Brother is overrated. My talent is far inferior to that of Chong."
When Song Xin heard this, his scalp felt numb instantly, "He's not drunk, he said that to Cao Pi on purpose!!!" Song Xin's eyes immediately fell on Ding Yi, and saw him smiling slightly and raising his hand The glass was drained in one gulp.
Sure enough, after hearing Cao Zhi's words, Cao Pi's face flashed with a hint of gloom, and he laughed and said: "Zijian is right, Chong's talent is far better than mine."
At this time, Cao Chong said: "Both brothers, you are both great talents in the world. Why make fun of me? In this White Horse poem, brother Zijian's talents and ambitions are as clear as the stars in the sky. Chong'er's talents and ambitions are not as good as those in the sky. Brother, I will never be able to write such a powerful and meaningful poem, I really feel ashamed of myself."
Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Cao Chong is really smart."
Song Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. On the surface, Cao Chong was praising Cao Zhi, but the implication behind his words was that he had no intention of competing for his position. Don't involve me in what's going on between you two.
The three young masters praised each other like this, and some of the guests understood the meaning and stood up one after another, "The three young masters are all too modest. All three of them are talented people."
However, these words obviously could not dispel Cao Pi's worries. He could see Cao Cao's love for Cao Chong. Cao Zhi certainly knew it too.
Song Xin slowly figured it out. Cao Zhi probably wanted to turn the blame on Cao Chong, and blamed himself for his insignificant growth. But he hasn't figured out the purpose of giving poems to Wei Tong.
Xiaoyu noticed Song Xin's confusion and said with a smile: "Their brothers still have such intrigues. It's basically the same as what was written in the storybook given by Peng Mu."
Song Xin knew that she was talking about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Ever since Peng Mu gave Song Xin this book, Xiaoyu had been reading it in her spare time. Now she is even more familiar with the stories in it than Song Xin.
"However, it's more interesting now. With Cao Chong here, they won't be able to concentrate all their energy on dealing with each other. Otherwise, both sides will lose, and Cao Chong will take advantage in the end."
Song Xin said: "Xiaoyu, it is recorded in the history books that Cao Chong should not appear in the fight for the crown prince. Now that there is this variable, it's really hard to say..."
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