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

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain."

In short, this seven-character quatrain is far more than Nie Chen's son's poem.

"Okay." Ming Qi only said two words, but he exhaled a long breath, which expressed the resentment in his heart.

Ming Qi is conscientious and peaceful, but he is still pointed at, the title of Duke of Dingguo is one of the highest titles of military generals, but he is in the hands of an idle official, a package of military generals are not satisfied, and he is an outlier in the civil official group, the civil official group and the military attache group are "like fire and water", he is a waiter of the Ministry of Rites but also a military attaché The title is not tolerated by the two parties, but the partial house at home enjoys a reputation in the military attache group, he seems to be like an outlier, he only has a pair of children, The daughter is a young son and a first-class gentleman in Chang'an City, and the children of his brothers are more promising than the other, and there has always been a fire in his chest over the years, and now he can finally spit out some.

"Dragon City Flying General, what a Dragon City Flying General!" Zhu Jun originally looked at Mingtang with sympathetic eyes, but today he came to attend the old lady's birthday banquet, and although his perception of Mingtang was much better, he still thought that Mingtang had no talent, but a sentence of Longcheng Flying General made him completely change his opinion of Mingtang, and it seemed that he agreed that Mingtang did the ridiculous thing that his brother blamed.

Li Jingtao nodded like a good boy and said, "Not bad, not bad, very good." ”

Nie Chen, who was dressed in white and white shirts, was a little incredulous on the side, and whispered in a daze: "Impossible, how can there be such verses, Mingmen They explain that Tang is just a showman, is this fake?" Is it someone else's? Well, I think it must be like this. ”

Everyone in the main hall, except for Old Master Zhu, who was in a state of crying, was impressed by this seven words.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned." What kind of grief is this, Jiayu Pass, Yumen Pass these passes don't know how long they have existed, they and those soldiers don't know how much spring and autumn stay there, they greet the rising sun, they greet the sunset, they all say that the mountains don't know the years, they probably don't know, from the green boy to the white-haired twilight, they have been there.

"It's fake, it must have been copied, right?" Mingmen first stood up and pointed out that Mingtang was cheating.

"yes, I think so." Bright said the same.

"This kid has been stupid since he was a child, and he can't do anything but spend money to tease the girl, how can he suddenly write such magnificent verses?"

"Yes, yes."

For a while, the main hall echoed one after another, and the Ming Hall saw that it was a group of people from the Ming family.

"Humph!" A majestic voice calmed everyone in the hall, and the person who spoke out in Mingtang turned out to be the old lady who sat in the first place and said very little, except for chatting with Zhu Zhang's old man occasionally, and basically didn't speak at any other time.

"Ming Tang, is this a poem you wrote yourself?" The old lady asked solemnly, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Of course!" Mingtang straightened his waist and was straightforward, this Datang was not the Tang Dynasty in his previous life, there was no Li Bai Dufu, there was no Wang Changling, Li He, Bai Juyi, in this case, I am the number one poet in the world, "reluctantly" acting as a poet immortal, Mingtang thought beautifully in his heart, and at the same time his face was naturally very confident and calm, deceiving the old lady.

"Good!" The old lady is also like gold, but no one sees that her eyes are full of relief and relaxation.

"But!" Ming Fang was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by a person, he was about to reprimand, but found that that person he couldn't afford to offend, if Mingtang could be regarded as a first-class gentleman in Chang'an, that person was a first-class scoundrel in Datang.

"Wait a minute! Let me ask you, boy of the Ming family, who is the Dragon City Flying General writing about? Zhu Zhang grabbed Mingtang's front collar like a strong lion and lifted it up, and his feet left the ground.

"Mom, how can people in this era be so strong, they all like to lift people's clothes."

Mingtang felt a cold sweat in his heart, the old lady Zhu Zhang in front of him can be described as very "terrifying", with a mane of hair, a face full of horizontal meat, and a beard standing upright, it is really like a lion, originally Mingtang was far away from the old lady Zhu Zhang, and he had not particularly felt the horror of this "lion", and now it is basically zero distance.

"The Dragon City Flying General is just a synonym, everyone has a different opinion, it can be Grandpa Zhu, or those soldiers who fought bloodily at the border." Mingtang's ability to talk nonsense is still very good, lifting Lao Zhu to the height of "Flying General".

"You know each other." Zhu Zhang put down Mingtang, and Mingtang was really relieved.

But then Lao Zhu said another word.

"In my eyes, there is only one person in Longcheng Flying General, that is my eldest brother, your grandfather, he is the god of war in the army, how can he be presumptuous with him in those border gates."

Mingtang didn't know what to say, he was Mingtang not Mingtang, he hadn't seen the legendary God of War Dingguo Gong Tomorrow, he only knew that he had died very early, and Mingtang hadn't seen him when he was a child.

"Forget it, I'm tired, grandson, let's go back." Zhu Zhang called Zhu Jun and asked him to help him go home.

"Don't think too much, this old horseman just has a feeling." The old lady told Mingtang not to think too much.

Li Jingtao looked at the "farce" just now interestingly, it was time to end.

"The poems of the two are also finished, and the outcome must be determined in their own hearts, but there is no first in the text, no second in the martial arts, as for the result, I will not announce it again, what do you think?" Li Tanhua said to the two gently.

"I'm okay with that." After speaking, Mingtang returned to his seat and listened to his sister's praise and worship of him.

"I don't have an opinion either, I'll retire next." Nie Chen naturally knew who won and who lost, and he was also a famous talent in Jiannan Dao, so naturally he would not humiliate himself here, so he left the Ming Mansion with an excuse.

"Huh." The banquet also ended with the departure of everyone, some people were proud and some were disappointed, but after today, the name of Mingtang will move Chang'an, and a sentence of Dragon City Flying will be enough.