Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty Chapter 36: Xiang Xunjia’s Xiao Erlang (2)

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"Haha..." Xiang Xun smiled after speaking, looking very happy.

Today is a good thing. Of course, he should be happy. Maybe he also thinks that he must be "excited" in front of so many guests.

Everyone said noisily for a while, and invited Prime Minister Wang to sit down.

In a short while, some servants arrived in the house and cleaned up the two square tables and put them together.

I put a lot of things on it, including inkstones, short scabbards, books, bowls, bunches of money and other things in a circle.

While everyone was happy, I saw a nanny holding a child coming in. The child was really clever and looked at the people in the house curiously without crying.

The generals roared for a while, and some people yelled with interest: "What can the second son looking at the general's house catch!" Xiang Xun took the child over and put it straight on the table in the hall.

The child was no longer hugged, so he cried out.

Everyone was around the table and teased for a while, the child finally stopped crying, and looked at the things on the table, rolled over and got down, crawled for a while, and reached out to grab the inkstone.

Everyone was in an uproar, and a voice said: "Hey! Second Young Master Xiang doesn't want to inherit his father's mantle!" Xiang Xun smiled: "If children like to read, of course it is a good thing.

In the future, it would be great if you could learn to be rich in five cars like Prime Minister Wang and become a pillar of the country? "Wang Pu, who was sitting in the upper position, smiled, touching the goatee on his chin and grinning.

When everyone heard it, they all agreed.

At this moment, a voice said: "I have a proposal today, why not write a poem to congratulate the general on the topic of this situation and this situation today, how about it?" Du Yuhou's brother Zhao Kuangyi was talking.

Then Zhao Kuangyi, who is wide and fat, looks grown up, but his voice is still a bit childish and not completely improved, so it sounds not as rough as the guys, and the voice is a bit girly in comparison.

Zhao Kuangyi is a teenager, thin skin and tender flesh, fat, and polite, completely harmless and good offspring.

Besides he has no status, he can come here all thanks to his elder brother Zhao Duyuhou.

So everyone didn't give much face, of course, they were not afraid of offending such a fat young student like a scholar, and they all opposed it.

"Which poems are written? You are not kidding!" "Haha, I can drink, what is poem writing..." No one really takes Zhao Kuangyi seriously. The literati of the Five Dynasties did not have a high status. The civilian officials are okay. Isn't it a joke for the literati without officials? It is strange that the military commanders want to buy it.

It is not useful for my brother to be a general, nor is he himself a general.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Xunque said: "Please give me a poem from Prime Minister Wang, and I will truly be like a treasure!" When everyone heard this, they immediately echoed Xiang Xun. Wang Pu is the prime minister of learning and wealth, and of course he can write poetry. …In case he obviously has a big poem, wouldn’t you let him write it? Wang Pu is also very happy today. He is really a VIP here at Xiang Xun. He has been touted by Xiang Xun and he has given him extremely high respect.

He couldn't bear to refuse Xiang Xunhe's kindness for a while, so he reached out and touched his chin to ponder.

This calm movement immediately seemed to be telling everyone with body language: I am going to write poetry! Everyone paused for a while, waiting expectantly.

But maybe some of them don't understand it at all. Even if Wang Pu is a masterpiece of the ages, I am afraid that he would play the piano in front of some people.

Wang Pu said: "The old man has two sentences in his heart, but he didn't think about the last two sentences.

Poems are always met and unsuccessful, and good hands are occasionally... You can't make everyone wait like this.

"Xiang Xun said hurriedly: "A few sentences are also good! Poems are not essays, so the more words, the better. Even if some people write dozens of lines that are not good, they are not as good as two sentences.

""Passed, passed.

"Wang Pu waved his hand.

Guo Shao only discovered today that Xiang Xun is not just a military commander, but is very different from those who can only fight.

Xiang Xunte will flatter him, and he's very good...While complimenting others, he doesn't demean himself, which is naturally not excessive.

Even if Wang Pu knew that Xiang Xun deliberately complimented him, it would be very useful and would never resist; just look at Wang Pu's expression.

People can collapse in front of the mountain without changing color, but not changing color is not to show no corresponding emotions in words and deeds.

Sure enough, Wang Pu slowly chanted: "Jujube flowers can become fruit when they are small, although the mulberry leaves are soft and silky.

" "Good! "Everyone cheered loudly regardless of who they didn't understand. Of course, Guo Shao plunged into the joyous atmosphere, and applauded.

Wang Pu waved his hand again: "Since the old man has started, if you have two sentences, you should chant two sentences, and you should congratulate the second son of the general.

This young man, your last name is Zhao? "Wang Pu looked at Zhao Kuangyi, then nodded to Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyi said: "The last learning is Zhao Kuangyi.

"In the middle of the question and answer, people became noisy again. Who is interested in the introduction of a fat young man? They all talked and laughed to themselves.

So when Zhao Kuangyi was chanting poems, even Guo Shao didn't hear exactly what he sang.

But when Zhao Kuangyin was waiting for Yu's turn, the surroundings were a little quieter. Even if someone was still talking and laughing loudly, they were reminded by their companions to listen temporarily.

Zhao Kuangyin also made a quatrain. Guo Shao noticed that it was not good when he heard it, just like the half-literal limericks; maybe "Song Taizu" was good at winning the world immediately, and he was not good at reciting poems. It is because there is no state of mind in a hurry, after all, not everyone can be like Cao Zhi as a poem in seven steps.

Guo Shao can't write poems, he can copy poems, but at least he has memorized some and knows how to appreciate it, so he can still hear it.

Then it was the military commander's turn. The servant was not welcome, and opened his mouth: "The sun came out blushing, and the stone was hard..." There was a burst of laughter, and Zhao Kuangyin shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't do it. What do you sing, at least you should have a scene!" Then the generals at that table did not make it, and it was Guo Shao's turn to let Guo Shao start.

Guo Shao just wondered if he wanted to copy a poem from the Song Dynasty. He just wondered where to copy, and quickly came back to taste it.

What I can recite now, must be the fine verses left by the great waves and scouring sand over time. I am afraid that there is no pressure to crush the talents of Wang Pu’s two poems... The problem is not that everyone does not believe in his talents. The question is right now: you are a military commander, and you can write poetry better than a prime minister.

Since the literary talent of a military commander is better than that of the prime minister, who is almighty, what should the prime minister do? Wang Pu doesn't know how to fight, let alone martial arts, and he is not as talented as a 19-year-old young general. Isn't he very shameless? The last time Guo Shaoneng was directly promoted to the capital of the inner hall, the most useful one should be Wang Pu's recommendation.

Although Wang Pu should be looking at Xiangxun's face, he has always promoted you.

Putting in the face of your prime minister in public? Was it really wise... Guo Shao didn't plan to show this useless limelight, which would save trouble, so he didn't have to worry about the situation.

He was about to postpone it and said no. Unexpectedly, the guy who wrote the "Poems on the Stones in the Sun" said something rudely.

Don't delay everyone's time! "Even if you are a middle-level military commander, there are always some who can't even speak.

Maybe it is the reason why Guo Shao is sitting at the table below? Mother|of! Guo Shao suddenly felt sulky, and it was not easy to quarrel with him in public.

Can you bear it? Guo Shao thinks that forbearance can still be tolerated, after all, it is irrelevant.

However, if you don't have to take that breath, Guo Shao doesn't want to swallow it...why should I make myself uncomfortable and let you? You don't even know how to play oil poems, so you put your anger on Lao Tzu, are you happy, am I upset? Guo Shao immediately smiled and said: "Yes!" Everyone saw him as a young military commander, and sitting in the military commander's seat, and immediately wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

At today's banquet, what Zhao Kuangyi provoked to compose poems, except for Wang Pu, has turned into a nonsense. The generals looked at each other's embarrassment and made fun of each other.

This time it is Guo Shao's turn to make a fool of himself.

Guo Shao chanted calmly: "Little ah, Xiao Erlang, go to school with that schoolbag on his back. I am not afraid of the sun, nor the wind and rain. I am afraid that my husband will call me lazy. I have no knowledge and no face. You have no face to see my parents!" If there is a general who can't understand Wang Pu's brilliant poems, no one can't understand this "poem".

Furthermore, such words were actually pronounced from the mouth of Guo Shao's tall and upright young military commander. It was really laughable.

Everyone looked at each other. After a while, they finally burst into laughter, and they laughed so much that they leaned forward and cried out for pain.

There is a guy who is the most exaggerated. He patted the table, laughed "haha", and his tears were about to come out... I'm really afraid that he will roll on the ground. Why is Xiangxun the host's love? Guo Shao waited for everyone to laugh about it, and when only the voice of "hehe" was left, he smiled and said to the military commander who just said that he said: "The general thought that my song of'Little Erlang' and your poem of "Sun drying stones" ', which is better?" The general was extremely embarrassed for a while.

Guo Shao is not afraid to offend him at all.

What's the matter with a general who is very nervous and talks nonsense? Maybe he forgot when he was upset.

But at this moment, Guo Shao revealed Zhao Kuangyi who was completely neglected, and a haze flashed in his eyes on the harmless, stable, white and fat face.

The look that flashed past made Guo Shao a little surprised; but no one noticed, only Guo Shao would pay attention to Zhao Kuangyi... Maybe it was an illusion, after all, he was only sixteen or seventeen, so he had such deep thoughts? In any case, Guo Shao calmed down at once. It might not be wise to leave a bad impression on Zhao Kuangyi.

He doesn't like this fat young man very much, but he doesn't want to grudge him prematurely... it's meaningless and useless.

At the moment, Guo Shao took advantage of everyone's attention on him, and said, "I made you laugh.

I think, apart from Prime Minister Wang, today’s poems are the most brilliant of the Zhao family.

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