Not long after.
A short and fat middle-aged scribe was brought into the compound by Ji Boxiao from outside. He probably hit Ji Boxiao's shoulders. His legs and feet were strong, but his waist was not visible, and it was almost the same as his shoulders.
She has a round face, and her eyes are not too big, just like a bean. There is a lot of hair on her face, so her skin texture cannot be seen. There is a black mole on one side of her cheek, which is quite iconic.
The beard is a mustache, and the face does not show good or evil, but is rather mediocre.
After he walked in, he saw the people in the hall, most of whom he knew.
Two of them came into view, which made him a little surprised. Bao Xin and Cao Ang were actually here.
This banquet...
Isn't it set up by a master registrar? Even if he is the chief clerk in the government office and is Cao Cao's guest, he won't have such a big reputation.
Dong Wang's heart trembled, and he unconsciously felt heat inside his body, and the heat slowly surged up.
He was a little fat guy, and when he came he thought he was the chief clerk, and he had not heard Zhang Miao and Chen Gong mention him several times in Chenliu. Later, Cheng Yu didn't like to talk about this person.
I only know that he contributed a lot to farming and made great achievements. I don't know anything about other Dong Fang, and I don't have any thorough information to collect.
Therefore, he was still arrogant before he came. His Dong family was also a wealthy family in Dingtao, Jiyin, and his elder brother Dong Zhao was a famous scholar.
My ancestors have been running the business for several generations and have a lot of family business and connections. Even after the master found out about me, he was reluctant to kill me and instead continued to use me.
The newly appointed acting governor of Chenliu County, Cheng Yu, is from the same local family class, and he also takes good care of me.
Then why do you, a chief clerk with a white background, come to befriend me? Of course, it’s so that I can have a network of people to help me in the future!
This is the value of a noble family. This has not been the case for the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years. Talent alone cannot go very high, and someone must appreciate it.
So how can you be appreciated?
Word of mouth.
Unexpectedly, the banquet in this courtyard included Cao Cao's eldest son Cao Ang, Xuzhou governor Bao Xin, and several other well-dressed people.
The handsome black-robed man standing next to Zhang Han, although not gorgeous in his cloth, looked very arrogant and arrogant. He didn't know what he was being arrogant about.
Guo Jia: "???"
"The person you invited is here," Guo Jia's eyes just met Dong Kan's, and then he said softly to Zhang Han.
"Dong Gongcao," Zhang Han hurriedly came out with a hearty smile. His vigorous figure arrived in front of Dong Wang in a few steps, and he was inexplicably taller.
Zhang Han's fancy clothes are brighter, more silver than gray, and he wears a black gold-rimmed belt around his waist. The belt is inlaid with jade, which is a jade belt. This belt was given by Mrs. Bian.
Her hair is tied at the top, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her erect posture is like a heroic young general.
Dong Fang was deeply jealous of such a skinny person! And so is the black robe inside!
He had a strong feeling of "hating" all the heroic Confucian scholars in the world.
"Master Zhang," Dong Fang bowed his hands in a somewhat awkward manner.
Zhang Han smiled and took his arm, took him into the house and introduced him to his friends.
"This is a member of the Sun family who did not drive Sun Qian in Xuzhou."
"This is a contemporary wise man of the Mi family. He once served in the army in Xuzhou."
"This is Chen Deng of the Chen family in Xuzhou."
"This is the eldest brother of my lord Su Wei, and he is currently serving in the army as Du Bo Xu Ding."
"Yuan Long..." Dong Fan was shocked, looking at the elegant man wearing a crown and hat in front of him. He also had a heroic appearance, but his complexion was less sharp than Zhang Han and was quite soft.
The face is not so "tough", and the figure is also thinner. He hurriedly saluted and handed it down. To the Dong family, the Chen family in Xuzhou was a giant tree, far more distant than the Dong family in Tao.
"Dong Gongcao should be named Ziwen. When I traveled far away, I heard Brother Nai talk about you. Gongren once invited me to be a guest in Dingtao, but I never had the chance."
"Oh, then, we can see each other now, but it is fate." Dong Wang was even more shocked. This Chen Deng has also met my eldest brother. What does he mean by this, did he have a good time over wine before?
"This is the wine offering to the eldest masters, Cao Ang and Bao Gong."
"Sacrifice wine, Bao Gong, Young Master."
Dong Fan saluted one by one and was sweating profusely without realizing it. Before he started drinking, he felt his face was about to turn red.
At the banquet, everyone got what they needed. After watching the dancer's dance, Zhang Han called a woman who could dance with a sword. She wore a brocade dress with dancing sleeves and held a long sword to dance.
To drink for fun.
After a few rounds, he changed to a big drink and drank boldly.
During this period, food continued to be eaten, fruits and vegetables were brought one after another, and maids came and went, which was a pleasure to the eyes.
Before you know it, the moon is over the house, and it gets even colder after the night. Especially for those who are already drunk, the chill seems not to come from outside, but from within.
Therefore, those who could not drink already felt colder, shivering slightly, and felt chilly in waves, wishing they could hold the brazier to keep warm.
Warriors like Zhang Han, Dian Wei, and Xu Ding would not be able to do this. Bao Xin, who had been fighting all year round, would not feel well if it was cloudy, not to mention it was so cold now, so he went to rest early.
Zhang Han asked the sword-dancing woman to serve Mr. Bao, because he was the one who was most fascinated just now and almost refused to drink wine. She wanted to show off her power.
The woman danced with her sword to invite people to drink, and persuaded them to drink with just a smile like flowers and a voice like rice glutinous rice. The sweet voice and the bright smile seemed to stick to the heart.
Which hero can withstand this test? Even a gentleman like Zhang Han, who is knowledgeable and courteous, can only withstand one wave.
If a big wave comes, only the brave and decisive dragons can strike.
Bao Xin went to rest, and all those sitting there were young people. By this time, the banquet was actually over, but the remaining people were still unwilling to leave.
Simply, Zhang Han asked people to come and remove the tables, bring the Wuzi, and sit around the fire pit and stove. Everyone placed a low case in front of them and continued to eat and drink, and talk about the landscape.
However, Zhang Han took a couch so that he could recline on the armrests, feeling comfortable and comfortable without getting cold.
Guo Jia looked suspicious: "Why don't you sit in Wuzi?"
Because Wu Zi can't do it... Zhang Han immediately answered in his heart, and then felt a little bitter. It's a pity that only he can understand this in this world.
So he said bluntly: "My waist is not good."
Guo Jia showed a smile that every man would understand, smiling without saying a word or trying to expose it.
Then Zhang Han took a piece of vegetable leaf, picked out the fish bones, put it on the vegetable leaf, tapped it with a chopstick and said, "That's it."
Others came over to take a look, but most of them didn't understand what it meant.
Hence the confusion on their faces, they are not good at solving crossword puzzles.
But Guo Jia understood instantly.
He glanced at Zhang Han in surprise, then reached out and took out a whole vegetable leaf, and put a very long fish bone on it.
Zhang Han cupped his hands and said with emotion: "I am willing to admit defeat."
"Humph," Guo Jia chuckled and raised his head slightly.
The people around me were stunned. What kind of conversation is this? If you want to talk like this, then we can go to sleep.
Xi Zhicai saw their dumbfounded looks and sighed, "Bo Chang said, one leaf has seven thorns."
They looked down and saw that it was indeed a leaf and seven fish bones.
There is a lot of mystery.
Dian Wei blurted out: "No wonder you have a bad waist."
Zhang Han rolled his eyes at him.
Oh, no, if we apply the same logic, isn't it just one leaf for Master Guo? ?
"Why do you, sir, say you are willing to be defeated?"
Xi Zhicai slapped his forehead and couldn't laugh or cry. Hearing this question, he simply lamented that he had made a careless friend.
And he never wants to be a boy who understands things instantly in his next life.
"What he means is, one prick makes the whole leaf."
Dian Wei: "..."
Xu Chu: "..."
You Confucian scholars can really boast, and in many different ways.
Sun Qian and Mi Zhu felt that this was the reason why no matter how busy they were, they had to rush back every day to talk around the stove!
They are all talented people, they speak well, and they learn something new every night!
Only Chen Deng and Cao Ang felt like they were vomiting blood: Why should I appear here, why should I learn this...
Are these the two chief administrators of my Cao camp, one offering wine?
When Dong Fang came here for the first time, he felt that he was not qualified in all aspects, so it was difficult to integrate into them. However, he was greatly shocked and liked to huddle in the corner and listen to their casual conversation.
He has been to many banquets in the past. Most of the banquets involved the host sitting upright and the guests toasting. During this period, they talked about the classics or commented on the characters.
In every question and answer, every word, you should try your best to express your words and ideas to show your talent and knowledge and improve your reputation. If you come up with a high-level essay or outstanding poem, you may become famous overnight, and then your reputation and experience will be remembered. live.
Of course, if you want to enter this banquet, you have a very high threshold. Some people may spend a lifetime in business before they can get a ticket. If they go in and take a look, they will never have the chance again.
But it's different here. The people sitting around the fire actually have different identities. Some are from big families, and some are not high-born, but are extremely talented.
Gathering together without worrying about reputation or saying the wrong thing, who doesn't like this kind of comfortable gathering.
Dong Fan sighed softly and cast envious glances at everyone. He felt very comfortable tonight.
"Ziwen, why are you smiling like this? Are you comfortable staying here?" Mi Zhu asked with a smile next to Dong Wang.
Before tonight's banquet, he had already received instructions from Zhang Han to take care of his new friend at night. Although he was not outstanding and perhaps not charming, it was extremely important.
Dong Fang smiled and said what he was thinking directly, causing a burst of laughter.
Even Chen Deng and Cao Ang were smiling, making Dong Fang even more embarrassed, but Zhang Han didn't explain anything.
At first he liked to drink and chat with people, mainly because the evenings were too long and there was really nothing to do when he was not busy.
After dinner in the evening, if there is no one to accompany you, you can only practice martial arts, or squat in the yard in a daze, but it is different when it is lively. Just discussing many important things will either make you excited or excited.
It took a lot of time to get to where we are now, especially when winter is about to come. To be honest, it is a wonderful thing to be able to talk around the fire in winter.
At this time, Guo Jia said with emotion: "I know what you mean. In fact, what the world lacks today is not a house or a stove, nor good wine and food, but friends who can gather together."
After saying this, many people present were shocked and fell into thinking and reminiscing.
Well said.
What is lacking is not external things, what is precious is good friends who can have long conversations. It is really great to have this small gathering.
Dong Wang's nose felt sour, he nodded with deep approval, and said to Zhang Han: "I am... honored that Bo Chang can treat others so sincerely. Can I offer you this drink?"
"Of course," Zhang Han picked up his wine glass, touched it with Dong Wang, the wine rippled out, and then drank it down boldly.
At this time, Dong Fan made a decision in his heart that went against his ancestors. He felt that he should not just protect his own safety when he appointed Tao Dong. He was the only one in office. Now might be the best opportunity, since he could be appreciated by Zhang Han. , maybe there is a chance to attach to Cao Gong.
So many heroes are willing to follow Duke Cao, so is he really the ugly eunuch that people in the family say?
Perhaps, we can only come to a conclusion after surrendering in person. Before, we had disdain for Cao, but later we feared him like a tiger.
There are all those who are sincere in exchange for being sincere, and maybe they can be treated sincerely by Mr. Cao.
Dong Fang was thinking deeply on the sidelines.
At this time, Xi Zhicai suddenly smiled and said, "Bo Chang, do you still remember that poem last time?"
Zhang Han's face froze, and he nodded: "Remember, remember..."
I am born with talent that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
However, after reciting this sentence, Zhang Han said that he could not write poetry and this sentence was copied.
"It's still early in the night, have you finished copying this poem?"
After everyone heard this, they all looked over with burning eyes. This was the part they were most looking forward to.
Every time Zhang Han drank, he would often come up with quatrains, but he himself said that he did not write them and copied them by accident.
But over time, without his explanation, everyone knew that it was false. First of all, there are no traces of these poems in the world, and sometimes the meter is wrong, and they are not Yuefu songs.
Maybe it was just a flash of inspiration when I was drunk, so I thought it was a gift from God and I copied the talent of an immortal!
Thinking so is not a kind of romance.
Zhang Han closed his eyes at this time and thought slowly. If he asked about other questions, he would not remember them all, but he had indeed memorized this poem when he was studying.
"I'm happy today, all the friends are here, and I've got everything..." Zhang Han took a sip of wine, closed his eyes and started to shake slowly.
The loud and clear voice slowly chanted, "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return."
Then he sighed slightly and said in a low voice: "I don't see you, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening..."
After chanting two sentences, everyone on the spot was startled. It felt like the tops of their heads were exploding. A numbness spread directly to their backs, and then goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.
"The morning is like blue silk and the evening becomes snow... Hahaha!!" Guo Jia muttered, "The morning is like blue silk and evening becomes snow..."
He likes to chew on this sentence. Different from the helplessness of the previous sentence, this sentence expresses the bitterness of being unable to retain his grace despite the passage of time.
"OK……"
"Okay, okay, okay..." Xi Zhicai, Chen Deng and others have all had rich experiences, and their hearts are filled with mixed feelings and emotions.
Tasting it, my mood is complicated.
But after that, Zhang Han recited the next sentence: "If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, don't let the golden bottle empty to face the moon!"
"I am born with talent that will be useful. I will come back after all the money I have spent. I enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering hogs, and I will have to drink three hundred cups at a time!"
Time flies and cannot be looked back!
So don’t try to chase the pace of time, seize the day! !
When you are proud, you should indulge in joy, and you should not let the wine glass face the bright moon empty!
"Okay! It's a good saying that if you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon!!"
Guo Jia laughed wildly. This poem was simply chanting for me!
Everyone's scalp was numb again. All the poems expressing ambitions in the world have fallen into the clichés. No matter what poems are hidden, there is no need to be shocked by this. This is really a poem copied by an immortal!
"Playing Zhicai, Guo Fengxiao, when you are about to drink, don't stop drinking!!"
Everyone drank, and almost all drank it down. Zhang Han's voice came again: "I will sing a song with you, please listen to me."
"The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time!"
"In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names..."
After saying this, everyone immediately raised the bowls beside them. Some people could drink it, while others could only keep it at the corners of their mouths. But at this time, the stove was not as warm as their hearts.
How comfortable.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names!
Tonight I will not admire the saints, I will only be a drinker!
"Piao Yao steps across the stream of Lu River. Drinking in Jiuquan and having fun. It doesn't mean you have a small amount of money when you are cold. You must buy it at your own discretion."
Huo Piao Yao! !
Zhang Han's sentence refers to the man who defeated the Xiongnu and sealed the wolf in the mountain!
He is the tallest mountain in the altar of Han generals! !
Drinking horse hulu, pouring wine into a spring! How happy! !
Zhang Han opened his hands at this time and said loudly and boldly: "The five-flowered horse, the golden fur, the call will be exchanged for the fine wine, and we will eliminate the eternal sorrow with you!"
"I will disappear with you, and my sorrow will last forever."
"good!!"
When this sentence came out, the whole hall cheered, the expressions were excited, and everyone was shocked!
"Bo Chang, you still said you can't write poetry!?" What a poem, full of boldness and willfulness, not afraid of time and wind, how free and unrestrained.
"Drink!" Guo Jia shouted immediately, greatly comforting his life.
Only Zhang Han shook his head slightly and waved his hand slowly, "The one who copied it, really copied it! The one who copied it...hahaha!"
This night, a peerless poem was sung over and over again, so happy.
Amidst the laughter, laughter, and heroic drinking, Dong Fang gradually strengthened his mind and determined to do some meritorious deeds before he could sit together with them!
My talents are destined to be useful, so why should I belittle myself? I can also make the necessary contributions!
Almost everyone can find their own poem. The only sad thing is that Zhang Han insisted that the poem was copied and he could not write poetry.
I am just a porter of poems.
He has a bottom line, yes means it, no means no, so why hide it!
You only know how to praise poems, but when did you ever care about my calligraphy! I'm so angry, when will the calligraphy world stand up! Why can’t calligraphy be transported? ?
…
The second day.
Guo Jiahe Xi Zhicai really felt that the afterglow had not faded away, and the passion from last night was still warm in his heart.
Originally, Xi Zhi was planning to do it for nothing. He mentioned yesterday that he was planning to do the whole poem. Unexpectedly, after listening to it, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't claim to have written it himself.
Xi Zhicai was ashamed to speak out, and even felt guilty that he had ever had such an idea!
The two of them could not help but come to the government office early and read the poem to Cao Cao.
I would like to hear what the Lord, a bold and passionate person with a mind that speaks of heaven and earth, would say about it. He should have more feelings about this poem!
Unexpectedly, Cao Cao was as steady as a mountain, showing no trace of happiness or anger, and remained calm, as if he were a stone statue kneeling behind a luxurious case.
The corners of his mouth were turned down, his expression was solemn, and a sense of majesty was brewing around him.
Erqing, he said calmly: "Do you think this poem was copied by Bo Chang?"
"Yes, he insisted again and again," the two nodded in agreement, then shook their heads helplessly.
Cao Cao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked again: "You said he copied a friend?"
"Um."
Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai seemed to have realized something, and their smiles had faded.
boom!
Cao Cao suddenly slapped the document, his body shook, his chest puffed up, and he said proudly: "That's right, this friend is me!"
Their expressions suddenly became stiff.
They looked at each other blankly, unable to speak for a long time.
Xi Zhicai’s heart is bleeding.
Pooh!
I'm so thick-skinned that I don't even have the nerve to say plagiarism, I can't even open my mouth.
I'm coming! ! Late but arrived! The poem has been changed, because it turns out that the line in Lianlian's poem "King Chen once feasted on Ping Le" refers to Cao Zhi. There is no way but to show his shame and change it, but it does not affect the interest of the plot!
I want to add another chapter! Because today’s update is (3/4), and the top four are now (3/4), if I update another chapter, it will be (4/4), then tomorrow must be (/), right? ! Come again!
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