The sun is rising, the singing and dancing have been danced twice, and the high-ranking officials and lords who are qualified to go to the banquet have also arrived at the Chengqing Palace, and the palace maids are carrying plates of exquisite dim sum dishes through the streets, and the officials of each family are mostly chatting left and right, laughing and watching the two groups of officials fighting with each other, occasionally quoting scriptures and classics are too obscure and jerky, and there are old pedants who explain and explain, which provokes a lot of praise from sudden enlightenment.

Central Central Middle-earth, thousands of miles of territory, standing on the top of the world for nearly a thousand years, the prosperity of civil and military spread far to the foreign races, until the last place where the trade road is accessible is all through the elegant language, every year there are the lords of the land of the projectile send envoys to ask for the canonization of the ministers, and the real countries come to the court.

Of course, the honor of this co-lord of all nations is not blown out of his mouth. The three changes of dynasty in Middle-earth were all caused by the emperor's loss of popular support, not by foreign invasions. Jiazi was pushed by Xu Lieping, the king of Su, with a group of lost dogs, and he could also push the Mobei barbarians clean and clean to occupy the magpie's nest, so strong, can the foreign races outside the Saiwai not be afraid.

It is precisely with these lessons from the past that the monarchs of the past dynasties of Dayue have almost reached the point of being harsh on themselves, and they have specially raised a group of officials who do not do anything else and specifically find faults.

And as the people of the Middle-earth Dynasty, hundreds of years have also given birth to the plot of martial arts, only writing articles is not called talent, and writing can lift pen and martial arts can lift the knife is called talent.

Although the courtiers present were civil and military, compared to the cavalry and archery in the six arts of the gentleman, the military generals were really not necessarily comparable to the pillars of the country cultivated by Xiao Chuyang, the family lords.

It is precisely because of this that Song Ji, who has always been steady, suddenly feasted the courtiers because of three poems, which aroused the doubts of the courtiers.

The so-called 'good talent' refers to the talent of the pillars.

Poetry and poetry are small ways after all, and it is okay to cultivate the mood in leisure time, but it is difficult to use it. People's talents should be used to stabilize the country and the country, what kind of talent is it to write a few poems, and it is also worthy of inviting civil and military officials to come over and listen?

Of course, the guests present did not all pay attention to this, and most of the courtiers with lower official positions still held the careful thought of coming over for a meal and going back to boast to their colleagues.

In the corner of the Chengqing Palace, behind the huge column carved with the Rui Beast, several rows of tables are lined up, and a group of officials who are not high or low are sitting here, stretching their necks to watch the movements of the court giants, these are all the capital to boast after returning home, and when the time comes, the sentence 'When the official and Xiao Xiang eat together, Xiao Xiang said...... 'Yunyun, think about it, it is magnificent.

Among these people, Gongsun Ming, who belongs to the capital of Jingfu, is the most focused, sitting upright with his son Gongsun Lu, listening to the conversation of the court officials in front of him, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head, although there are pillars blocking half of his face from a very long distance, but he can't stop the enthusiasm of Gongsun and his son to participate in it.

Gongsun Lu is a figure in Daye Fang, but when he arrives at Chengqing Palace, he is not even a fart, and he is still nervous at this time, and whispered: "Dad, the squire of the military department is over there, do we want to go over and toast a toast?" ”

Gongsun Ming's face sank: "Be honest with Lao Tzu, who dares to touch the cup before the saint sits, I will remember it later, the adults in front of us will raise a glass, and the adults will laugh when they laugh, and if you dare to move at other times, break your three legs......"

Gongsun Lu nodded and pondered: "I heard that there was a case outside the city last night......

"Shut up, what case is important to accompany the saint to dinner? …… Get up quickly, Grandpa Jia is out......"

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"The Holy One has arrived!"

The thick voice of the male duck spread throughout the Chengqing Palace, and the red-robed Father-in-law Jia slowly walked out of the side hall with a whisk in his hand.

The male and female guests in the audience closed their voices at the same time and stood up to salute to greet them.

Song Ji strode out of the side hall, sat down behind the desk above, and raised his hand without waiting for Jia Gong to speak publicly:

"Alright, the guests don't need to salute today, just sit down."

"Thank you!"

Hundreds of guests sat down again, the palace was silent, Xiao Chuyang and the others raised their eyes and looked up, waiting for Song Ji's words.

It was not a court meeting, Song Ji's expression was more easy-going, he looked at the bottom of the hall, and said:

"Today's banquet, one is the New Year is approaching, although Shu has been in drought for two years, but Shu has abundant reserves under the rule of the King of Shu, and there is King Su from Qinzhou to transport grain to solve the urgent need, a few days ago Shu snowed, I think it has been no hindrance......"

Many courtiers nodded slowly, and this reason was pretty much the same.

The prince of Shu, who was sitting between the princes and princes, bowed slightly at this time, and there was still a vacant seat next to the six princes of the feudal lords, which was prepared for needless to say.

There are many dignitaries in Chang'an City, and there are always a few who are absent from leave, and it is impossible for Song Ji to pay attention to them one by one, and continued:

"Second, last night, I looked through the manuscript of poems sent by the city, and I got three poems, which seemed to be written by one person, all of which are rare masterpieces in a century. I read it with a lot of emotion, I couldn't sleep all night, I wanted to pass it on to the palace to narrate, but the poem did not leave a name, so I hereby called Zhu Aiqing to help me see who wrote it. ”

“……”

The guests were stunned for a moment, and after carefully reminiscing, they were sure that they had heard correctly.

That's it?

When I saw three good poems, I didn't even know who wrote them, so I called them 'good talents', and called hundreds of civil and military officials to help find people?

Can you be so excited? A bunch of eagle dogs in the Investigation Division eat dry rice?

There was a slight whisper in the hall, apparently someone felt that it was too much to exalt the person who wrote the poem.

Xiao Chuyang has been accompanying the Son of Heaven for many years, and he has an understanding of Song Ji's character, and he guessed Song Ji's general intention in one sentence.

Da Yue has always attached great importance to the cold family, and it is a good thing to absorb hermit talents for the use of the imperial court, Xiao Chuyang, Lu Chengan and others will not contradict each other, and they all nodded slightly.

But the speech officials present did not have the eye power of the prime minister, Qi Xinghan, as the leader of the speech officials, the 'Qi old horseman' in the mouth of the first emperor, how could he nod at this time, and even if he got up and gave his hand:

"Saint, poetry is okay to cultivate the mood in leisure time, but it is difficult to be useful, and no matter how well it is written, it is not worthy of the word 'good talent'......"

Qi Xinghan is very qualified to say this, back then, his "Chang'an Fu" topped the capital, just on the attainment of poetry and songs, how many of the hundreds of guests present dared to make noise in front of him?

But Qi Xinghan has never dared to claim to be a talented man in his life, and he is strict with himself after joining the office, and he never brags about it, because in addition to writing articles, the rest of his talent is to find faults, and he is not capable at all, and he is bold.

Guozijian and a group of old pedants, all nodded and looked up, wanting to see how Song Ji responded.

After listening to Qi Xinghan's tirade, Song Ji raised his hand and signaled:

"Qi Gong's attainments in poetry are obvious to all, and he can distinguish the advantages and disadvantages better than me, so it is better to take a look at these three poems first, and then say that the word 'good talent' should be inappropriate."

Father-in-law Jia held a tray with a poem manuscript on it and walked slowly down the steps.

And the civil and military officials were also attracted by the words of the Son of Heaven, and they were all looking forward to it.

After all, Song Ji is not a mediocre gentleman, and he has so much confidence in talking and laughing, but he doesn't look like he is unsure.

If Qi Xinghan just said that the poetry trail is not worth mentioning, and after reading it, he would be speechless and come to be a 'good talent', this person who writes poetry will not be praised to the sky!?

The ministers' minds were in a hurry, and Song Yufu, who was sitting among the female guests, shrunk her neck, lowered her head and looked at the skirt, and was about to cry......