Leisurely, low. Clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's groan.

Like drawing a bow and shaking a drum, like a storm crashing on the shore.

Zhou Yu's long sleeves flicked lightly, retracted his fingertips, and everyone woke up from the sound of the piano in fascination.

Qi Han's heart was shocked, and he sighed secretly: "When it comes to qin music, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who is better than Zhou Lang." ”

"The song is called 'Fubo'. Zhou Yu got up and closed it, and smiled at Ma Teng, "The ancestor of the general, General Fubo, Ma Yuan, Wuxi Shenxing, Lianzhou shooting waves, Shen Wei is majestic, Yu can't help but be fascinated in his heart, so he played it with his hand, and composed this song, so as to dedicate it to the general to congratulate the father and son." Although the qin music is small, Yu is sincere, and the general laughs. ”

Ma Teng was very happy when he heard this, his face and nose were red and he smiled: "I am a rough person, and I don't know anything about the strings, but I also heard that Zhou Gongjin played this song skillfully and skillfully, and there is momentum! Come, Teng toasts you!"

Zhang Ji sneered on the side: "Wei Zijing, the disciple of the Governor of the Right Talent, sang with drums and songs, wrote poems on the spot, and the algae were like waves, and the opportunity was unparalleled." Zhou Gongjin, even if you beat him a little bit in piano music, you still lose in literary talent, it seems that you Jiangnan has no talent. ”

Zijing was terrified and didn't dare to talk to Zhou Dudu. Wei Wei stood beside Zhong Xuan, speaking modestly, but his slender eyebrows twitched, showing smugness.

Qi Han suddenly realized when he heard this, it turned out that this was Zhong Xuan's beloved apprentice, Wei Zijing. At the beginning, because of his excellent eloquence, splendid articles, and fame, he once tilted the entire Xu Capital, and even Cao Cao looked at him differently, but this person was still young and could not be used, so he was not promoted. Presumably, Wei Wei was ordered to compose poems during the banquet, and he wanted to kill Zhou Yu's fame.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yu, but when they saw that he was not angry, they laughed, and said: "Zhang Derong is so satisfied, you treat people like mustard, so you naturally look down on me, a Jiangnan horseman." I don't care about you, but you used to speak disrespectfully to these Qiangyi Han Hu heroes in Liangzhou, but it was very undeserved. You must know that heroes are often reckless, and dragons hide in the abyss, and I don't need to personally do anything about this Linqin poem-just click on a person under General Ma's account, and you can pick up Wei Zijing's poems, can you believe it?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they sighed.

"What a 'hero is reckless, and the dragon hides in the abyss'!" Ma Chao waved his robe sleeves, his expression was arrogant, and he raised his wine and said, "Zhou Gongjin, that's a good point! You respect me and other Liangzhou righteous people, and we naturally respect you too." However, this poem is not known to anyone under the Ma army, and Gong Jin still composes a song by himself!" I remembered that Zhang Ji had humiliated everyone before, and looked at him with a slightly cold gaze.

Ma Teng also said: "Exactly." Zhou Gongjin doesn't want to raise these reckless men under my account, Wei Zijing's poetry is wonderful, which can be accepted by anyone. ”

The civil and military officials of Liangzhou all echoed and laughed, and their faces were gloomy.

Zhou Yu's words changed like this, as if Zhang Ji, Wei and others were deliberately showing off their literary talents and targeting them.

Zhang Ji looked around, didn't see a talented person, and sneered: "Zhou Gongjin, you can't write poems, and you want to find someone to deal with things?"

Qi Han listened to them play sharply, his eyelids began to sink again, and he was about to doze off, when suddenly there was silence in the tent, and countless eyes were cast over.

The little official sitting next to him poked him with his elbow: "Hey, hey, I'm calling you." ”

Qi Han was startled, and when he was drunk, he was completely sleepy, and raised his head suddenly.

saw Zhou Yu pointing at him, and said with a smile: "...... So I asked the little brother to compose a poem for my piano music. ”

Not to mention that Qi Han was stunned on the spot, even the generals in the Ma camp were also puzzled - this kid's black skin is ugly and inconspicuous, and he can't see the appearance of being able to write poetry, Zhou Gongjin wants to prevaricate with people, how can he pick a white-skinned scholar who looks like a white-skinned scholar?

Ma Chao was stunned, glanced at Qi Han with an unclear meaning, frowned and said, "This person can't write poems." Zhou Gongjin changed his choice ......"

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in General Meng Qi's tent," Zhou Yu interrupted him: "This son has handsome bones, clear eyes, and a well-behaved manner, which is very extraordinary." ”

Ma Chao smiled and said, "Zhou Gongjin, I'm afraid you're wrong, this person has been under my account for three years, and he is very vulgar and stupid." I've never heard of him being able to recite poems and write poems!" But there was a little weirdness in his heart, and he secretly thought: "He can never be the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in Zhou Gongjin's mouth, and there is nothing extraordinary, it must be so." A pair of handsome eyes glared at Qi Han, looked at it proudly, and became more and more sure of his thoughts.

"Ha," Zhang Ji had already laughed back and forth, almost overturning several cases, "Zhou Gongjin, you have been choosing for a long time, and you have found such an ugly black-skinned little official! Hiccup-" Before the words stopped, his eyes suddenly touched the cold and angry eyes that Ma Chao swept over, and he was shocked by the cold pressure in it, and the ridicule stopped abruptly, almost choking on wine.

Qi Han's body moved, and he was about to get up and refuse, but he heard Zhou Yu say, "Please." ”

The sound of the piano was humming, and it was already playing.

He frowned and raised his eyes, and saw Zhou Yu looking at him, his eyes sincere, as if he was inviting.

The simple and pale piano sound is swinging, flowing with clouds and water, and it is still the song "Fubo". It's just that the speed and rhyme have changed, and it is more leisurely and soothing, which is completely different from before.

Qi Han didn't have time to think, he was attracted by the sound of the piano, as if he was suddenly on the vast waves of smoke, the sky was ethereal, it was a floating cloud......

The Storm Meets.

People are like fluttering canopies.

In spite of oneself.

In this troubled world, there is no way to avoid it.

In the wilderness of the northwest, he spent three years of quiet life, but now, the stars are moving and current affairs are changing, and after all, he still can't avoid the chaos and strife. Zhou Yu, Zhong Xuan, and even Zhang Ji, Wei Wei...... During the banquet, these big figures who stirred up the storm in the history books will all gather here, and the war is coming, whether he wants to see it or not, it has arrived.

Qi Han slowly opened his eyes, lightly held the chopsticks in his right hand, closed the piano and said:

"There are floating clouds in the northwest, and the pavilions are like car covers.

It's a pity that the time is not met, and it is suitable for the wind.

southeast and go to Wuhui.

Wu will not be my hometown, and he will stay for a long time.

Don't abandon it, the guest is often afraid of people. ”

His voice was rough and obscure, which should have been unpleasant, but between the shallow chanting and slow recitation, there was an inexplicable hoarse sexiness, attracting everyone to listen.

As soon as the music stopped, the sound of color thundered suddenly, and the soldiers in the northwest even shouted and roared, laughing and clapping their hands freely.

Ma Chao looked at Qi Han blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.

After ordering someone to take away Gu Tong, Zhou Yu smiled and said: "What? I said that there are dragons and tigers lurking in the Liangzhou army, and there are many talents. This poem of his can be compared to Wei Zijing's poem?"

Ma Teng praised: "Bide, Bide!"

Zhang Ji's face sank like water, and he was about to ridicule each other, when he suddenly heard Zhong Xuan's voice from the first party: "The sound of Gongjin is wonderful, unparalleled in the world, this son's poetry is good, and it is also rare in the world. Zhang Ji raised his eyes and saw Zhong Xuan brushing his beard, his face could not show joy and anger, and he suddenly didn't dare to say anything more.

Wei Wei looked embarrassed, and he was not angry in his heart, but he said: "What the teacher said is very true, the disciple is dull, not as good as Gongjin and this brother." ”

"This song was actually written by someone else. Qi Han got up and said, "I'm just picking up people's teeth." ”

Ma Tengcai didn't care whether he did it or not, and immediately ordered left and right: "The golden cup gives wine." ”

Jiao Zan, Ma Tie and the others were even more surprised, and they couldn't wait to take the wine glass to salute him.

At this point, the banquet became agitated, showing a bit of a warm atmosphere. However, the intrigue under the level is an undercurrent of waves, and there is no pause.

……

Qi Han drank a few more cups, and was led out of the tent by a small soldier, and the cold wind blew, which made his body burn like a fire, and it was extremely uncomfortable. He pushed the creep away and threw up behind the tent before slowly walking back. It's just that his body is cold, and he suddenly shiveres, and he feels a splitting headache, but his mind is strangely awake.

There was a tent ahead, and he thanked the little soldier, but he was stopped.

Qi Han squinted slightly, and his heart chuckled.

In the moonlight, the figure was slender and elegant, standing with his hands down, his robe fluttering in the wind, and even the willow whiskers under his chin fluttered gently in the wind.

is not a bystander, it is the host and guest of the banquet of the right talent, Zhong Xuan.

Several black-armored guards with him stood far away, and they had been deliberately pushed away.

"Shizi. ”

Qi Han had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was about to try to get out, but he heard Zhong Xuan's jade-like calm voice, which made him shiver fiercely together with the cold wind that penetrated his body in the cold night.

Restraining himself from thinking about Xu Du's suffering, he turned pale and said, "Junhou, you have recognized the wrong person." ”

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