"Hahaha......" In all directions, a burst of laughter erupted. All the young talents smiled and leaned back together, wiping the corners of their eyes one by one.

Fat water tank Lu Xuan can be mediocre, and he has no self-knowledge, and he has been trying to eat swan meat with a toad, many people have actually looked at him unpleasantly for a long time, but he is patient with his father Lu Zhengming, who is a servant of the ministry, and he can add a lot of ups and downs to his career with his hands and feet, and he does not dare to offend him easily.

But today, Wang Han suddenly jumped out and spoke up, how could the evil fire in everyone's stomach still be hidden? Even if he was afraid of the revenge of the Lu family's father and son in the future, at most, he just twisted his head away and tried not to laugh too loudly!

In this way, Lu Xuan's face can be completely smashed into the mud pit. This person was so angry that he jumped more than three inches high, turned his fingers into fists, and smashed them on the bridge of Wang Han's nose, "Vertical, dare to humiliate Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu ...... today"

"Brother Lu, please save some face for Uncle Zhang Shi!" The fist was only halfway over, and Wang Zhilian had already flashed in. First, he used his shoulders to take the hammer for Wang Han, and then gently held Lu Xuan's wrist with his hand. "Both of them are cultivating the six arts, and if they want to learn from each other, they will make an appointment at another time, so why bother to rush today?!"

"Yes, yes!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Na Wei Dao also endured the disgust in his heart, and hugged Lu Xuan's big fat waist tightly from behind. "Brother Lu is both civil and military, and has the great talent of helping the country, why do you have to compete with others on the path of poetry and literature? Today, let's only talk about the text, not the hands. Otherwise, if Senior Bi looks at it, I'm afraid everyone won't leave a good impression on him! ”

This sentence not only lifted Lu Xuan to the clouds, but also stated to everyone the possible consequences if there was a conflict. Suddenly, both sides of the conflict had to think twice

The reason is very simple, that Bi Gou is on the other side of the garden at the moment, and he said to Zhang, He Zhizhang and others, and put Zhan Yanhuan. Although this old-timer is not very proud of his career at the moment, he is a real celebrity in the officialdom. In the court, both in terms of qualifications and prestige, he far surpassed Lu Xuan's father, who was a servant of the ministry.

And Bi seniors don't know the cause of the conflict between the two sides, and when they see young people fighting, they will definitely feel that both sides are at fault. Once you comment on someone, "the temperament is unstable", I am afraid that it will not take long to become a public opinion of Shilin.

"If you want me to say, you don't have to fight around at all." Seeing that both sides were persuaded by Wei Dao to have the intention of cessating, Zhang Jiuling took the opportunity to make peace with the mud, "Whether it is good or bad, it is better to leave it to the world and time to judge." Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, the literary heroes in history have written no less than 100,000 poems together. And there are only thousands of songs that have been handed down to this day. Except for a few unfortunate losses, I am afraid that most of the works that have not been left are mediocre works. ”

"Well, Lu's poems, how can ordinary people understand them?" Lu Xuan felt that this was reasonable, and rolled his eyes in agreement.

"Brother Zishou is right!" Wang Han was too lazy to entangle with Lu Xuan anymore, and he sneered.

The two sides rolled their eyes at each other and parted from each other. There are several young and vigorous talents who are not afraid of things, and they huddle Wang Han to the side to talk about it. There are also a few old men who are serious, or want to hug Lu Zhengming's father, Lu Zhengming, who has big thick legs, and accompany the latter to the other side, pricking up their ears to listen to this person's boasting.

The two sides had a fight, and no one had the absolute upper hand. When Zhang Qian was cheapened, no one ever thought of asking him to take out his poems for everyone to evaluate.

And Zhang Qian can't wait to escape this opportunity to make a fool of himself. I simply don't mix with any table of talents, just carry a brush and enjoy the poems on mulberry paper and the authentic handwriting of the grass saint Zhang Xu when he was young.

also said, looking at it, he really saw some doorways!

The poems left on the paper are not lacking in well-known famous sentences, but more are mediocre works, which are not much better than their own chrysanthemum poems, at least, they do not reach the gap of the world.

Obviously, Zhang Jiuling's words just now are pertinent, the world and time are the best touchstones. I am afraid that the poems with poor gold content will naturally be forgotten in less than a hundred years. Only those that are unique, glorious through the ages, or have been given the bonus of imperial status, have finally been handed down.

According to this standard, most of the poems of the 21st century may not escape the fate of rotting with the author. And some popular poems and male and female poets who have been hyped up by the poetry world, hehe, in Wang Han's words just now, if it is also called a good poem, I really don't know if it is insulting the readers, or insulting the entire poetry circle?

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt someone standing beside me. Turning his head to take a closer look, he saw Zhang Xu and Zhang Bogao's beautiful and jealous face.

"Brother Bo, thank you for your pen." Thinking that Zhang Xu was looking for him to take back the brush, Zhang Qian's face was slightly red, and he hurriedly returned the brush that had been almost dried up with both hands.

"Yongzhao misunderstood, Zhang came over, not for this brush!" Zhang Xu shook his head, smiled and waved his hand. Between the words, it is like a spring breeze, "Zhang feels that with the words of Zhao, he is a family of his own, and if you look carefully, it has a different flavor!" ”

"Brother Bo Gao has won the award, and the little brother really doesn't dare to be it!" When he boarded, Zhang Qian was so praised that even his toes began to turn red, and he hurriedly took half a step back and waved his hand vigorously.

Saying that he is good at calligraphy in front of the grass saint Zhang Xu, what is the difference between selling a hundred family names in front of Confucius? Although He Zhizhang said before that the axe must go to the class gate. But at least the axe maker himself has to play the axe to the level of sending and receiving at will, so that he can be qualified to make a trip. Otherwise, it is not to ask for guidance from a master, but to simply look for a draw.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xu refused to allow him to continue to be modest, took half a step forward, pointed to the first word in the sentence "Today is temporarily with Fangju wine" that he had transcribed for Wang Zhilian, and commented with a smile, "Especially this word, standing upright, like a white crane fluttering its wings and about to fly." I have practiced many times, but I have never been able to write this kind of charm. ”

Khan, waterfall Khan. Half of it is because of shame, and the other half is because of shame.

The first half was ashamed that the farewell poem added the author's name and surname, a total of thirty-three words, but there was only one word "today", which could barely enter Zhang Xu's eyes. And the word "today" comes from Zhang Qian's own "Cold Food Post", which he repeatedly copied more than 100 times when he was studying in the 21st century. This word carries Su Dongpo's three-point fur, of course, in the eyes of connoisseurs, it is very different from more than 30 other words.

The second half was ashamed that when Zhang Xu was twenty-three years old and far from reaching the realm of the Grass Saint, he dared to have the courage to give this person a shot. When Zhang Xu reaches the peak, no matter how bold he is today, I am afraid that if he is not scolded to death by the "fans" of Caosheng, he will also be dragged out by other peers and cut off his fingers.

"Two Brother Zhang, why don't you hurry over and have a drink? The chrysanthemum white that has just been served warmly, this is already the third round, and it is too late, and there must be no drop left! Fortunately, Wang Zhilian came in time and interrupted Zhang Xu's desire to continue to discuss calligraphy with a glass of wine.

As one of the eight immortals in Du Fu's writing, the grass saint Zhang Xu heard that the good wine was coming again, and decisively gave up his favorite calligraphy, and smiled and bowed his hand to Wang Zhilian: "Thank you Ji Ling, I was one step late in the last round." This time, no matter what, I can't live up to the sake again! ”

After that, he turned his head to Zhang Qian again, and sent out an invitation with a smile, "Brother Zhao, let's go have a drink together." Zhang Duwei's wine today is very different from the fine wine you usually see. ”

"Brother Bo Gao is self-deed, I am not good at drinking!" Zhang Qian arched his hand and shook his head gently.

The wine was refined by himself, and in order to flavor it, he also deliberately added the freshly distilled wild chrysanthemum flavor, and of course he knew that this wine was different. But baijiu is not a novelty at all for him from the 21st century, and it is not very attractive. If he wants to drink it, he would rather choose Liu Ling's drunkenness, which is common in the Datang market today, so that he can still taste a bit of seclusion and antiquity.

"If you don't drink well, how can it be? If you are not good at drinking, how can Zhang Duwei be willing to marry you for the New Year?! Zhang Xu thought that Zhang Qian was being modest again, stopped and persuaded with a smile.

"Brother Bo Gao, even if you go, this wine is a specialty of his Zhuangzi, of course he doesn't think it's rare!" Without waiting for Zhang Qian to explain, Wang Zhilian had already taken the lead and revealed the answer.

"It turns out that this wine is brewed by Zhao Yi's secret method and instructed his subordinates, no wonder you are indifferent to this thing!" Zhang Xu suddenly realized, smiled and bowed his hand to Zhang Qian again, and took a step straight to the nearest wine table. "Brother Fool went to get the wine first, since today is a chrysanthemum feast, without this chrysanthemum white, the fun will be lost by more than half!"

From Du Fu's poems, I knew that he was a heavy drinker, and Zhang Qian did not delay his time. Nodding with a smile, he took a few steps with his gaze, and then turned his face to Wang Zhilian.

I was about to ask, according to the customs of Datang, if I say goodbye now, is it rude? Unexpectedly, Lu Xuan's disturbing shout suddenly sounded in his ears again: "What kind of peerless wine, have you ever drunk the blood of the heroes of the Fuji Country transported from the Great Food Country?" That's a rare good wine in the world, the whole body is as red as blood, put in a luminous cup, facing the moon or lamps and candles, no need to drink, just look and smell, it makes people flutter! ”

This is a bit too indifferent to the feelings of the host's family. What's more, the host here and He Zhizhang jointly held a chrysanthemum banquet, the purpose of which is to promote these young and backward people!

Immediately, a few old and serious young talents who were sitting at the same table with Na Lu Xuan lowered their heads. One by one, they just attacked the food and drink, and no one would take this person's word.

And that Lu Xuan, but he felt that he was in the limelight. Holding a glass of liquor, he continued to talk: "Besides, although this thing is clear and fragrant, it is too strong. It must be known that wine is like people, it is too bland, although it is not popular. Too strong, but also respectful. Only when it looks warm as fire on the surface, but when it comes into contact with a strong tea, is the style of a gentleman. In this way, the blood of the heroes of the country is brushed off, and he should be a gentleman of the wine country, and this chrysanthemum is white, at most he is a woodcutter chopping wood! ”

"Brother Lu, it turns out that you don't like this wine. It's the little brother's fault that makes Brother Lu embarrassed! Wang Zhihuan couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, walked over quickly, and snatched the wine glass from Lu Xuan's hand, "Little brother will immediately change you for the wine of the Western Regions, although it is not heroic blood, but it is not inferior." ”

"What does Ji Ling mean by this?" That Lu Xuan was interrupted from talking, and he was so unhappy in his heart. He raised a pair of goldfish eyes, glared at Wang Zhilian, and asked sharply, "Isn't this the hospitality of the host here, and he doesn't even let people tell the truth!" ”

"You ......" If it was in his own house, Wang Zhilian would have smashed his fist on the nose surnamed Lu. However, here, he endured the face of Zhang Ruoxu and He Zhizhang, the two seniors, and his face was so angry that he turned pale, but he was never able to raise his arms.

"Ji Ling, don't be angry. This Brother Lu, what he said just now is not entirely unreasonable. The blood of the heroes is indeed a precious thing in the country of Fula. It was transported thousands of miles to Datang, and the value was naturally soaring! Seeing that Wang Zhilian was about to be angry with Lu Xuan, Zhang Qian chased after him with a smile and gently pressed his fist.

That Lu Xuan's eyes were empty, how did he know that Zhang Qian was the Zhang Xiaoxian Master who had almost squeezed his uncle and vomited blood. Seeing a stranger with a sunny face, he took the initiative to help himself, and immediately laughed and stroked his palm: "Look, look, there are still people who know the goods." Ji Ling, you can stop me from talking, but you can't stop everyone present. ”

"Brother Lu misunderstood, Ji Ling, he was just afraid that you would eat too many chrysanthemums and hurt your body!" Zhang Qian quickly took over the conversation and smiled for Wang Zhilian. "After all, this thing, like the hero's blood, also has another name, called a measuring tape!"

"Measuring scale?" Lu Xuan was already a little drunk, where could he guess that Zhang Qian was deliberately setting up a trap for him, and when he heard what the other party said freshly, he immediately instinctively asked, "Which measure word?" Is it the goodness of a beloved, or is it the quantity measured? ”

"Both!" Zhang Qian grabbed the wine pot and clean wine cup from the table, poured half a cup for himself, and explained with a smile while turning the porcelain cup in the sun, "You can do the goodness of conscience, and you can also measure the amount of heart." If you do the former, the explanation is simple, after drinking, but turn around and pick the bones in the wine owner's eggs, it is a lack of conscience! ”

"Hahahaha......" someone around suddenly realized, holding a wine glass and laughing.

"Shaft, who are you talking about?" Lu Xuan was ashamed and angry, and jumped three feet, "Who do you say has no conscience?" What is your surname, report it and let Lao Tzu teach you how to be a man. ”

"Brother Lu, don't worry, don't worry, I mean wine, I didn't say people!" Zhang Qian only took a slight sideways step and dodged Lu Xuan's attack. Immediately, he didn't get angry or fight back, he just looked at Zhang Jiuling, dodging Lu Xuan's attack while adding with a smile, "As for measuring the mind, it is the original intention of this thing." If it is a virtuous person who is worried about the world, this thing will fall into the stomach with three cups, and the blocks in his heart will disappear. In an instant, you can throw away all the fetters and troubles, and let go to benefit the people under your rule. Measure the results, and the true gentleman is also! ”

He turned around slightly, dodging Lu Xuan's tearing, he walked quickly towards Wang Han, and talked eloquently, "If it is a fierce chivalry, this thing can be drawn and put on the horse, or kill all the Hu Lu who invaded my Tang Dynasty's territory, or wipe out the thieves who occupy the mountain as the king." Measure the results, and the real heroes are also! ”

With one hand, he blocked Lu Xuan's fist from behind and pushed the person away. Then moving his steps again, Zhang Qian held the wine glass like a dancing sword, and greeted Zhang Xu from afar, "If you are a bright and upright reader, this thing can burn your blood, increase your talent, or splash ink to paint, or pick up a pen to write, leaving a masterpiece for future generations to admire and worship." Measure the results, and the real talents are also! ”

"Stop, stop, erect, you don't talk about it!" The more Lu Xuan listened to it, the more unpleasant it became, and his tail chased after Zhang Qian and shouted.

He is only one meter and six meters tall, but he weighs nearly 170 pounds, and he has drunk a lot of wine, where can he chase Zhang and dive? was dodged by Zhang Qian a few times, and he flashed a heel. Thanks to Na Wei Dao, who was afraid that he would fall, he helped him in time to prevent him from bleeding on the spot.

And Zhang Qian, who hated Lu Xuan for making trouble in Zhang Ruoxu's house, quickly turned around and shook his head lightly at this person: "If it is a straw bag that has no ability, but likes to show it around, this thing can be revealed in three cups." Or brag about the atmosphere and boast about yourself. Or cause trouble and provoke everywhere. If you don't get it right, when you return home, you will use the strength of alcohol to find a wife and children who are weaker than yourself to go crazy. As for the measurement result, scum is also! No matter how good and expensive the wine is, it is better to feed the dog! ”

"Okay, what a scum!" Wang Han was already overjoyed, and before Zhang Qian's voice fell, he jumped up and invited all the young people present, "Gentlemen, you have done this to measure your heart, and you will measure your heart!" ”

"Drink to win, measure your heart with this wine!" Zhang Xu, Qin Lu, Wang Zhilian and others laughed and agreed. One by one, I feel so happy in my heart.

Looking at other people, even Zhang Jiuling, who was a little older and had the most experience, smiled and wiped his tears. Wipe it over, pick up the wine cup, and drink it all!