"Lord, Ba is also known to be the lord's quick thinking, today is a rare opportunity, why don't you let me wait for you to see and understand?"

"yes, yes!"

Today's * competition is a big victory, and everyone is not afraid that Liu Cong will be unhappy, and they all follow Liu Ba to coax.

Liu Cong had no choice but to get up and leave his seat like Zhuge Liang and Jiang Wan, pacing in the room and pretending to ponder.

It has been half a year since he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and Liu Cong is indeed a little homesick, especially Jiang Wan's poems have ignited Liu Cong's nostalgia. But even if you are very homesick, it is impossible to ask Liu Cong to compose poems on the spot, so you can only plagiarize.

Liu Cong looked at Zhuge Liang, then at Jiang Wan, and walked to the bed where Zhuge Liang was standing before, there is!

"The bright moonlight in front of the window, suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown......"

Liu Cong's hometown is Gaoping, Shandong, at this moment on August 14, the bright moon is in the sky, sprinkled on the ground like a thin frost. It's also very appropriate.

Zhuge Liang, Jiang Wan and others didn't know Li Bai, so they naturally didn't know Jingye Si. Liu Cong's poems were exported, Zhuge Liang, Jiang Wan, and Liu Ba all clapped their hands again and again, which was the kind of admiration from the heart, and there was no intention of patting the horse.

"The lord is so eloquent, and the bright moon is like frost, it's so appropriate!" Zhuge Liang is also from Shandong, and Shandong is occupied by Cao Cao at this moment, and it is difficult to go back, so he can naturally understand Liu Cong's state of mind.

Jiang Wan has been away from his hometown for a few months, but he knows the taste of homesickness, looks up at the bright moon, bows his head and thinks of his hometown, which is elegant in the vulgar, and reveals the mood of a foreigner.

is indeed a good poem, not a good poem, and Liu Cong will not plagiarize it to offer ugliness on such an occasion.

When the literati appreciated it, Gan Ning and Wei Yan also seemed to have understood, and their eyes were different when they looked at Liu Cong. Han Yi couldn't believe that the martial artist who was still inseparable from Butcher Zhang on the school field during the day became a literati in the blink of an eye.

In fact, Liu Cong's quiet night thoughts made Gan Ning also deeply touched, looking up at the bright moon and bowing his head to think of his hometown, isn't it a true portrayal of himself at the moment, these literati are really, drinking wine and eating meat, and the celebration banquet will lead people in which direction. Although Gan Ning complained in his heart, he had to admire the talents of Liu Cong, Jiang Wan and others.

Wei Yan looked at Gan Ning with a dejected look, and hurriedly raised his glass: "Everyone, everyone, you have to write poems and drink wine." Today we are celebrating the victory in the martial arts competition, tomorrow you must also perform well, and then win the Wen champion, will we go back to Jiangling to have a good homesickness? ”

"Hehe, what Wen Chang said is right, today is a celebration wine, come to Brother Cong, General Huang, Xingba, Wen Chang, I respect you."

"Gongzi Xie!" The four generals hurriedly raised their glasses and drank together.

With Wei Yan's reminder, everyone no longer acted coyly, but let go of the sea drink.

The next day, the poetry conference was held as scheduled, and since Liu Qi also signed up for the poetry conference, the conference was presided over by Wang Jie. Liu Biao specially invited Xiangyang celebrities Sima Hui, Pang Degong and Huang Chengyan. Three people served as judges.

Due to yesterday's excellent performance, Liu Cong was also officially promoted to sit on the rostrum similar to that of later generations like other Taishou, next to Liu Biao's right, and Liu Biao's left is Cai Mao.

Liu Bei, who went and returned yesterday, sat next to Liu Cong, and the weight that allowed him to sit in this position was the identity of the emperor's uncle. Originally, Liu Bei was disappointed enough yesterday and didn't want to come, and when he returned to the post house, Xu Shu said a thousand words, saying that Liu Bei would come to see Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong. Although now the Wolong and Phoenix Chicks have their own masters, Xu Shu has never given up persuading Liu Bei to recruit the two.

Of course, Liu Biao invited Liu Bei, and Liu Bei's subordinates Xu Shu, Jian Yong and Mi Zhu also signed up for the competition. Other Xiangyang celebrities such as Yi Yuan, Kuai Yue and others will definitely perform on stage.

Liu Qi was very depressed yesterday, but today he wants to suppress Liu Cong, thinking that he has read more books than Liu Cong, and he is definitely better than Liu Cong in terms of poetry and writing.

Knowing that Liu Cong did not participate, Liu Qi couldn't help but feel a little proud, no matter what the final result of the competition between Pang Tong and Zhuge Liang was, it was better for him to be recognized by everyone if he could come up with decent poems and essays than Liu Cong sitting on it and smirking.

In addition to Han Xuan, the Taishou of Changsha, there was no one else in Jingzhou, but they all came over to see the excitement, anyway, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival to admire the moon, and they couldn't go back, so everyone had to be ordered to accompany Liu Biao for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yesterday's martial arts arena, after a simple decoration, set up a platform on all sides, the entire venue can accommodate hundreds of people. Xiangyang's civil and military officials and celebrities are almost all here.

Many people were not interested in yesterday's martial arts competition, but today is a poetry competition, and even many young women and girls who rarely go out of their boudoirs have come to join in the fun with their men.

Since ancient times, mortals have loved Fengyue, and this Eastern Han Dynasty is no exception. The theme of the poetry contest is to focus on the Mid-Autumn Festival and moon appreciation. It can express nostalgia or ambition, and there are no strict restrictions.

Needless to say, Yi nationality and Kuai Yue are famous people who have been famous for a long time, and Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong, Jiang Wan and others want to take the opportunity to express themselves, so it seems that the poetry conference that has no first place is very calm on the surface, but everyone is full of energy.

The Mid-Autumn Moon on August 15 really did not disappoint, the bright moon sprinkled on the school grounds, silent and bright. These literati and rioters naturally have their feelings.

After the first round of competition, Zhuge Liang, Xu Shu, and Pang Tong were more prominent, and Jiang Wan, Liu Qi, and Yi were among them. Although the evaluation is not high, Liu Qi is also quite proud, at least he thinks that he will overpower Liu Cong tonight. Today's Liu Qi does not miss any opportunity to hit Liu Cong. That row is such an elegant thing as the Mid-Autumn Festival moon appreciation, and it is inevitable to compete in secret.

Just when the second round of competition was about to begin, Liu Bei suddenly rose: "I have heard that the second son is talented, and you have all thrown bricks and jades before, why don't you ask the second son to write a poem for everyone to appreciate?" ”

In Liu Bei's view, Liu Cong's victory yesterday was also opportunistic, and the world disdained such a victory. In order to show his high style and bright festival, he took the initiative to recommend Liu Cong at this moment.

In fact, Liu Bei also had the same idea as Liu Qi, although Liu Cong had three people under him to participate. But Liu Cong, who has always been arrogant, did not participate in it, so Liu Bei concluded that Liu Cong was not good at poetry. Don't say that Liu Bei thinks so, even Liu Biao and Cai Mao think so.

Liu Cong's previous behavior in Xiangyang was completely a gentleman's son, and if you want to say that there is a beautiful girl in the Qinglou there, you must not be able to hide Liu Cong, but Yao poetry and songs, I really haven't heard of Liu Cong in action.

Liu Qi saw Liu Bei's move, and he was secretly happy in his heart, now I see that you are not ugly.

Liu Cong knew that Liu Bei was by no means worshipping himself, so he hurriedly got up and bowed to everyone: "Uncle Huang said that he laughed, all the people on the field today are elegant and elegant." Liu Congcai is a shallow learner, how can he spoil the atmosphere. It's not right, it's not right! ”

Liu Cong was polite, and everyone didn't dare to think of Liu Cong. However, Liu Cong was so brave yesterday, and he lacked shortcomings in poetry, and everyone didn't laugh at him. Seeing Liu Cong say this, most people also smiled kindly, which means that it doesn't matter.

But Liu Bei didn't want to let Liu Cong go, "The second son is too modest, everyone here today is busy from the counties, I guess I also want to see the literary brilliance of the two sons, just now the eldest son has already written a poem, and I hope that the second son will not disappoint everyone." ”

One person is not enough, Kuai Yue saw that Liu Bei intended to embarrass Liu Cong, so he naturally took advantage of the fire to rob: "Yes, Uncle Huang is right, on this Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night, when the house is full, the second son must not be modest." ”

Liu Cong looked at Liu Biao a little helplessly, Liu Biao seemed to be drunk and not interested in what was happening on the field. Liu Cong looked at Cai Mao again, and Cai Mao was also helpless. In the competition, he can change numbers with Liu Cong. He's not very good at writing poetry. Besides, it's not good at substitution.

Liu Bei insisted on it, but Liu Cong wanted to refuse but there was no one to help.

Most of the do-gooders also want to see Liu Congfu write a poem, although their purpose is much simpler than that of Liu Bei, Kuai Yue and others. But seeing Liu Cong's repeated hesitation, he couldn't help but coax: "Second son, let's have a song!" ”

"Second son, let's have a song!"

This sparse song reminds Liu Cong of the scene of the recruit singing the song, and the soldier can't say no, he won't do anything. confessed that it was not done by soldiers, and now that he was coaxed by everyone, Liu Cong was even more helpless. Here, he saluted Liu Biao, Liu Bei and others, and then came to the host Wang Jie's side: "Brother Zhong Xuan, then Cong is ugly?" ”