During the birthday banquet, everyone was also laughing and laughing, and they were all waiting for the "masterpiece" of the two.

After a while, the white-clothed boy Nie Chen smiled slightly, and his eyes that were bent into two crescents were full of confidence.

"Nie Gongzi, I see that you are already confident, why don't you go first?" Li Jingtao saw that Nie Chen's smile was already full of confidence, while Mingtang lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"I see that Tang Gongzi may need some time, so I'll make a fool of myself first." Nie Chen bowed to the few people sitting on the main seat.

"Let's start that piece, the old man who waits has an itchy butt." Lord Lu Guogong couldn't wait.

"The battlefield is 30,000 miles, and the fierce generals are 5,000 soldiers.

Break the ice creek and blow the iron gate.

It snows in the twilight of the clouds, and there is no crystal in the cold day.

Straight for Huai's kindness, who knows the situation"

Nie Chen was like a fairy step by step, and as soon as the words fell, the three of them got up and applauded, and Li Jingtao also thought that this poem was very good.

Although Zhu Zhang, the Duke of Lu, didn't understand it very well, he heard "30,000 miles on the battlefield, 5,000 fierce generals", and the atmosphere was just like their brothers back then, leading thousands of troops and horses to fight on the battlefield of the Hu people.

"Okay, it's time to get a reward." The table where Zhu Zhang's big hand slapped was clanging, and the wine jug was shaking, and for a while, the whole table of wine, vegetables, and pig's heads were mixed together, and it was impossible to see it.

"You used 30,000 miles and 5,000 soldiers to restore a magnificent side plug at the beginning of your five words, which is really good." An adult from the Hanlin Academy who compiled the book in the hall said loudly, and he echoed a lot of voices, thinking that this poem was good, and the majestic atmosphere was a good side poem, not to mention that Zhu Laoguo also thought it was good, and he didn't dare to save his face.

"Yes, Lord Zhao said, I think the most exquisite paragraph of this poem is that the last sentence is straight for Huai'en, who knows the situation of the Biansai, it really shows the hard work of the soldiers of the Biansai, they eat and sleep in the open, day and night just to guard the dawn of the people in the world, it is really admirable." This official under the Zhongshu Provincial Sect said that he was in tears, as if he was in a border stopper, and he witnessed the hard work of the soldiers, but he was already over the age and was not confused, and it was not very good-looking to cry with snot and tears.

"I think Nie Chen's nephew writes well, which is very in line with our side plug." Mingliang said that he was originally a general in the army, and he could call Nie Chen his nephew.

Although the second generation of the Ming family does not have the kind of generals who can lead the army, it is not difficult to mix official positions in the army, and the second generation of the Ming family is a military attache except for Ming Qi, who is a civilian official.

"Well, the old man really thinks it's good." Zhu Zhang also praised,

"Since everyone thinks it's good, let him win." Mingliang left his seat and came to Nie Chen's side, patting him on the shoulder enthusiastically.

"Nephew Nie, I'm interested in participating in next year's imperial examination." Mingliang asked.

"Uncle Hui Ming, I was originally a person from the court, and it was my ideal to enter the customs to serve the court in the room, so I naturally wanted to participate in the imperial examination to gain a higher reputation." Nie Chen is also commensurate with his uncle.

The hall also congratulated Nie Chen Gongzi naturally, as if he had become the new champion next year, as if he had already won this poem.

"Hmph, one nephew, one uncle, no ghosts, it's like pit my brother." The root of the tooth that the little girl hates is itching.

"Big brother, my child hasn't started yet, how can I congratulate him in advance." Ming Qi was a little angry, although he was just an idle civil official in the court, and he had a good temper, but he was still a first-class Dingguo Duke on the spot, Ming Tang's father, in front of these many people, he didn't care about Ming Tang's feelings and his own face, which really made people a little angry.

"Second child, your child was grown up by me, I don't know how many pounds and taels he has, I usually know how to eat flowers and wine, I don't know anything, or admit defeat, so as not to be embarrassed and thrown to someone else's house, what kind of bullshit is not poetry, it is better not to do it." Mingliang said unconcernedly.

"You!" Ming Qi took into account that today is the old lady's birthday, anyone can lose face, and the old lady's face must not be lost at all, so Ming Qi endured it, but he couldn't face Ming Tang in his heart, he can be regarded as the most aggrieved grandfather in the Tang Dynasty.

"In that case, then we can count Nie Chen's son as a winner."

As soon as the bright voice fell, there were bursts of applause from the hall, and I saw that the old lady's face was very ugly, and she was about to speak, when she suddenly saw Ming Tang straighten up and raise his head, and the whole person's temperament changed dramatically.

Mingtang motioned to the old lady and asked her not to say anything and leave everything to her grandson.

"Looks like this kid already has a way to deal with it." The old lady nodded, and resumed her calm situation.

"Although my uncle and nephew are not talented, what they write can be regarded as writing, and they only know when they come out of the mule and pull the horse." Mingtang said hesitantly.

"Oh, what can you have in your tofu scumbag head."

"It's nothing, just a little poem." Mingtang said.

"Okay, hurry up, don't waste everyone's time." Mingliang said disdainfully.

"Okay." Mingtang replied.

"What a bright one, do you really think that you are the grandfather of the country, the young master is the eldest son and grandson, the roots are red, the future grandfather of the country, dare to humiliate me, do you really think I am the dead Ming Tang, I am Mingtang!" Mingtang said in his heart.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is only one seven-word quatrain in the next place, and it is not a tribute, please enjoy it." Mingtang respectfully saluted everyone.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned."

Between these few numbers, everyone went from mockery and jokes at the beginning to solemnity.

"But make the dragon city fly, don't teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain!"

Another sentence, this sentence made Zhu Zhang, who was originally very happy, suddenly feel like falling into a glacier.

Two lines of tears flowed from Zhu Zhang's eyes.

"Dragon City Flying General, Dragon City Flying General!" Zhu Zhang seemed to fall into madness.

"What's wrong with you, old horseman!" The old lady asked with concern.

Zhu Jun also came to his grandfather's side for the first time, others don't know why his grandfather is like this, he knows why.

The old man has not been on the battlefield for a long time, but he has made Longcheng Feijiang, not to teach Humadu Yinshan, and now the border war is revived, and those "flying generals" at the beginning are now old and old, dead and dead, where is there still a Longcheng flying general, this era does not allow another "Longcheng flying general".

Taiping was originally set by the general, and the general was not allowed to see the peace, and there was no general in Taiping.