Until I sat in the middle and lower seats, a middle-aged man in his thirties appeared.
Xiao He stood up, cupped his hands towards Duke Lu and Magistrate Fang, and said, "Gong Lu, I, Xiao He, also have a poem."
"The beacon fire shines on the Northern Plains, and I feel uneasy in my heart; the teeth are saying goodbye to the Phoenix Palace, and the iron cavalry is circling the Dragon City; the snow is dark withered flag paintings, and the wind is filled with the sound of drums; I would rather be a centurion than a scholar!"
After hearing this poem, although I praised the generals and soldiers, I belittled the scholars.
"Xiao He!"
Ying Ziye felt a wave of emotion in his heart.
This person is the prime minister's talent, he knows people well and can make good use of them.
And it sounds like the ambition contained in the poem is extremely lofty!
Lu Gong nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Brother, your ambition is not small!"
The county magistrate on the side also praised: "It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time, and you didn't have the opportunity to encounter the empire's aggressive expansion, annexing the six countries, unifying the world, going to battle to kill the enemy, and gain military glory."
"Lv Gong, your Excellency, the county magistrate, thank you very much!"
Xiao He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just some complaints."
Having said that, he was about to sit down.
However, Ying Ziye shouted.
"Brother Xiao!"
"oh?!"
Xiao He looked to the side of the main seat. There was a young master there, and he couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What's the matter with this master?"
Ying Ziye waved his hand and said, "I heard Brother Xiao's poetry, but I couldn't help but be touched by it and wanted to make friends with him."
He looked at Lu Gong and asked: "Lv Gong, I will pay you one hundred gold, how about asking Brother Xiao to take the seat?"
"this!"
Xiao He couldn't help being stunned.
There was actually someone who was willing to spend a hundred gold for himself and invite him to sit on the throne.
Everyone present looked at him sideways.
Lu Gong calmed down and said with a smile: "Since it is Mr. Zhao who speaks, let alone a hundred gold, you don't need any money."
After speaking, Mr. Lu waved his hand, summoned his servants and said, "Go and place Brother Xiao's seat in the first row."
"Here!"
Xiao He immediately sat down in the front row with a look of confusion on his face.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"
Xiao He bowed and bowed, looking very grateful.
Unexpectedly, one day, a noble man would take a fancy to his talent and ambition.
A man dies for one who knows him well, and a woman looks good for one who pleases herself!
He, Xiao He, was bound to make friends with Mr. Zhao Ye.
"Um?!"
Liu Ji, who was eating chicken, duck and fish, couldn't help but be stunned.
Good guy, Xiao He was actually noticed by a nobleman and promoted to the throne.
And he, the dignified Mr. Liu Sanye, was seated in the middle row.
"That Mr. Zhao Ye is really extraordinary!"
Liu Ji's eyes rolled wildly and he thought to himself: "He was generous and spent a lot of money. He even spent a hundred gold just to arrange a place for others."
"I must hug this rich man's thigh tightly."
"The little money that comes out of his fingers is enough for me to eat and drink for half my life."
backyard!
Separated by a wall.
The two young women stayed in the room, eating side dishes and drinking porridge and soup. They couldn't help but feel curious as they listened to the bustle in the yard in front.
They are none other than the ladies of the Lu family, Lu Pheasant and Lu Su.
"I really want to see what father and Uncle Fang are talking about."
Lu Pheasant's eyes were quite excited.
Lu Su lowered his eyebrows and ate the duck wings in small bites.
In her heart, she felt that a lady should not be exposed in public, so she responded: "If father finds out, he will be scolded."
"snort!"
Lu Pheasant snorted. She was not only watching the fun, she also wanted to find a husband among all the talented people in Peixian County.
Upon hearing the rejection, he immediately grabbed Lu Su's sleeve and pretended to be mysterious: "Little sister, aren't you curious about what the dignitaries, scholars and talents outside are discussing?"
"Little sister, if you don't go, then I will go by myself!"
Lu Pheasant chuckled softly, turned his beautiful eyes, and stood up.
"But that's not good."
Although Lu Su wanted to do it, she still didn't want to go because of her face.
Seeing this, Lu Zhi took a few steps and pretended to leave.
But he suddenly came behind Lu Su and pulled her up.
"ah!"
Lu Su exclaimed and said in a panic: "Sister, what are you doing?"
"You have to go even if you don't want to!"
Lu Pheasant spoke forcefully, pulled Lu Su out of the room quickly, and said, "As a little sister, you must obey my sister's words."
"well……"
Lu Su sighed lightly and complained: "Sister, you really have to drag me along."
The two of them walked out of the room, walked through the corridor, and crossed the arch to the central courtyard.
The banquet was not far away. The two of them walked forward quietly, hiding behind a hollow wall window and watching secretly.
At the banquet, Ying Ziye listened to everyone writing poems, and sometimes Lu Gong would pull him to comment on them.
After another person composed a poem.
But it was the young man's father, a noble and elegant middle-aged man, who spoke.
"Everyone, I have written a lot of poems, songs, and poems, but there are still people who have not expressed themselves."
"How about making friends through poetry? Let's all write a poem and a poem!"
After hearing this, Mr. Lu nodded and said with a smile: "That's right. Everyone here doesn't need to mind whether what you do is good or bad. You can speak freely."
Looking at the hall full of outstanding talents from Peixian County, he also wanted to choose a son-in-law among them, so he naturally agreed.
"Let's start with everyone in the audience. Those who have already composed poems and songs can do it if they want to. If they don't want to, it's no big deal."
"good!"
The guests in the audience laughed in unison.
"I'm here next to Song Zhi!"
Immediately, a young man wearing a powerful robe, who looked like a warrior at first glance, stood up. He had a handsome face and a good image and temperament.
Song Zhigong cupped his hands and sang: "A rich family does not need to buy fertile land, the army has thousands of grains of millet; there is no need to build a high hall to live in peace, the army has a golden house; when you go out, don't hate that no one will follow you, the army is full of chariots and horses; Don’t hate an unscrupulous matchmaker when marrying a wife, for in the army there will be beauty like jade; if a man fulfills his life ambition, he will practice martial arts more often!”
"What a poem!"
Lu Gong praised: "Military achievements are waiting for me. You are also a man of great ambition!"
The county magistrate on the side looked at him with admiration and said: "If General Meng listens here, he will at least reward you with a centurion, and it is even possible to reward you with a thousand captain."
"Of course, only in honor."
Ying Ziye gave a thumbs up.
He was quite pleased that Da Qin had someone who loved martial arts and served in the army.
By the way, he glanced at Meng Tian, who was sitting with Hou Qing, and deliberately sent a message, joking: "General Meng, do you want to give him a captain of thousands?"
"this……"
Meng Tian stopped talking, and then replied: "You can do it after some practice."
"Ha ha!"
Ying Ziye smiled and stopped teasing Meng Tian.
After the end of the Song Dynasty, a thin young man wrote a poem: "In the dark moon, I can see the fishing lanterns, and a single firefly; the gentle breeze gathers the waves, and the stars are scattered all over the river."
"There are paintings hidden in poems. Listening to this poem can make people feel as if they are actually there."
Lu Gong smiled and said: "My dear friend, you are very talented in literature."
A quarter of an hour later, everyone in the audience was waiting to write poems one by one.
Lu Gong looked at Ying Ziye, smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, have you composed poems and songs?"
"Um!"
Ying Ziye nodded slightly and said, "It's been done."
"Then please show Mr. Zhao your talents."
Lu Gong stretched out his hand to lead.
Magistrate Fang also smiled and said: "I am very much looking forward to Mr. Zhao's masterpiece."
Under the stage, Xiao He, Hou Qing, Ying Gou and others also looked over.
Ying Ziye stood up and walked out of the seat.
"I have a poem called Heaven, Earth, Sun and Moon."
Ying Ziye put one hand behind his back, waved his sleeves and robe with the other, stepped forward, and shouted loudly: "The sky is the tent, the ground is the felt, and the sun, moon and stars accompany me to sleep. I dare not stretch my legs at night, for fear that the mountains, rivers, and grain will wear them out!"
