When Luo Zhaoyun heard Yang Guang's words, he was a little shocked in his heart, and became vigilant, when he was a freshman in college, he was a student in the direction of the history of the Tang and Song dynasties, and he had also read some research works and papers on Yang Guang, and generally pointed out that this person has a capricious personality, sometimes extremely emotional, sad and sentimental, and sometimes extremely cold-blooded, and ruthless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At any time, don't try to persuade him and contradict him, Yang Guang is a person with a very good idea, he only believes in himself, and feels that his talent and ability are enough to surpass the three emperors and five emperors, and overshadow the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, so in front of him, he can only follow his attitude and wind direction, otherwise, there will be no good fruit to eat.

He pondered for a while, and felt that he couldn't refuse, so he could only chant again.

"Luo Cheng, can you think about it?" Yang Guang's attitude was a little cold, looking at him.

The guests at the banquet all held their breath, not knowing how this young man answered, looking at His Highness's meaning, this Luo Cheng would not be able to write a poem, and if he said a random poem, I am afraid that he would not be able to pass the test.

Zhou Luohu's face changed slightly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Luo Zhaoyun, worried that he would be stubborn and inflexible, and he would collide with the prince, not to mention that the future was bleak, but I was afraid that there would be disasters in the future.

He didn't dare to cover openly, so he could only be in a hurry and secretly look at him.

Luo Zhaoyun's expression froze slightly, and he replied: "In this way, I can only sacrifice my ugliness in front of His Highness, please Your Highness and the princes do not laugh at their humble duties." ”

When Yang Guang heard him say this, his restrained smile relaxed again, and said with a faint smile: "You just have to chant it, how the poem is, we have our own experience." ”

Yang Su, Yu Wenshu, Zhang Heng and others also nodded slightly, feeling that this kid still knows how to observe words and feelings.

Zhou Luohu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that 'Luo Cheng' knew the current affairs, and he was not completely stunned, but he was a lot more relieved.

Although even if Luo Zhaoyun is punished, it has little to do with him, but after all, he promoted and recommended people, and he has been more or less marked by him, and Zhou Luohu admires him very much in private, so he naturally doesn't want him to have any accidents.

Luo Zhaoyun was thinking about it at this time, thinking about the poems of the side, and thinking of a poem that came out in accordance with the occasion.

When he was studying, he was also a literary and artistic young man, his Chinese was very high, and he memorized a lot of poems in junior high school and high school, which is why he didn't like it after choosing a mechanical major, so he resolutely quit his job and went to graduate school.

Because of his love for literature and history, he gave up his major in college, and didn't want to make a living as a mechanical technician and do things he didn't like.

Luo Zhaoyun also wrote a lot of ancient poems and modern poems during his school years, but the standard is not high, and he has forgotten about it after many years, so at this time, he is still thinking about those widely circulated Tang poems.

Thirty or forty people at the banquet were all paying attention to Luo Zhaoyun, I don't know what he can chant about?

Xiao Meiniang, who was beside the prince, was also beautiful, her eyes were shining, her temperament was graceful and quiet, and she looked at the young man's figure with interest.

Suddenly, he thought of the song "From the Army" by Yang Jiong, the fourth master of the early Tang Dynasty, his expression moved, and he chanted loudly:

"The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and my heart is uneven. Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city. The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums. Rather be a centurion than a scholar! ”

Luo Zhaoyun read it out very eloquently, using the official rhyme of the time, that kind of strong and powerful voice, high-spirited temperament, coupled with his youthful and upright image, vivid and vivid, giving people a bright feeling.

"It's better to be a centurion than a scholar, good!" Many generals in the field applauded loudly, they are all Yunwen Yunwu figures, but they are reluctant to serve as civilians, preferring to cross the battlefield, so it resonates.

Even if it is a scribe, who does not have the desire to go into battle with a sword and establish a meritorious career? After all, throughout the ages, many Biansai poems have been written by literati, and there is a good wish in my heart to protect the family and defend the country and crisscross the territory!

However, those scribes who are dedicated to the battlefield and have strong blood and strength often never really go to the battlefield in their lives!

The literati are like this, the things that praise and yearn for may not be realized!

Yang Su, Changsun Sheng, Yu Wenshu, Zhou Luohu, Yujuluo and others are all handsome characters with cultural relics, and when they heard it, they were immediately impressed by Luo Zhaoyun.

Even Niu Hong, Xue Daoheng, Liu Guyan, Zhang Heng and other civil officials and scholars who had read poetry and books, learned and were rich, were also moved, from the contempt, questioning, and not taking it seriously just now, to the spirit of perkning, preoccupied, and praised.

After Yang Guang heard this, his face was overjoyed, and he laughed and said: "Sure enough, it is a masterpiece, the ancient style is very strong, there are many allusions, and the momentum is strong, I can't imagine that you are so young, but you can make such a poem, which makes this article unexpected." ”

Luo Zhaoyun met Yang Guang's gaze, although he was surprised to see his expression, but for some reason, there was a faint coldness all over his body, looking at the eyes of the prince Yang Guang, some jealousy surged in his heart, and he hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "I have been holding back my humble position for a few months, joining the army all the way, what I have seen and heard, and finally all of them are integrated into this poem, there are many flaws and immaturity, which makes His Royal Highness the Prince, and all the princes and generals laugh." ”

"Hehe, this poem is already very good, of course, flaws, who can avoid it, Yang Gong, what do you think of this work?"

Yang Sugui is the Duke of the Kingdom, and Yang Guang calls him Yang Gong, showing some respect.

"I also feel that the style of this poem is very strong, the opening is atmospheric, the rhetoric is gorgeous, revealing a kind of juvenile heroism, which is very rare, and it is indeed a lot smarter than what a certain person did!" This Yang Su is also a well-rounded figure in cultural relics, and he writes poetry and essays, but in front of everyone, he directly admits that the young man writes better than him, and this open-mindedness and bearing are also convincing.

Yang Guang nodded and said: "Yang Gong is not too modest, Luo Cheng's poems are certainly wonderful, but Guogong's poems are also unique, in the future, you can discuss each other together, cook wine and discuss poetry, without losing a happy thing, when the time comes, don't forget to call this king!" ”

Yang Su smiled dumbly and said: "That's natural, if His Royal Highness is from this Yaxing, in the future, a certain person in the mansion can hold a poetry meeting, banquet some of the tables in the capital, and the princes and nobles who are good at writing poetry and literature will gather for a while." ”

Yang Guang was noncommittal and smiled faintly, of course, before he ascended the throne, he still had to be cautious, and he could not give outsiders an image of indulging in pleasure; After ascending the throne, he has many major things to implement, but I am afraid that he will not have time to participate, and there are some contradictions in his heart.

"Luo Cheng, you Yunwen Yunwu, a young man, and his background must be good, you might as well report your family in front of everyone, and let everyone know about your family." Yang Guang suddenly spoke.

Luo Zhaoyun calculated in his heart, decided to tell the truth, he couldn't hide it, and hugged his fists and said: "Humble Luo Cheng, the word Zhaoyun, ancestral home Xiangyang, has lived in Jingzhao Yunyang County for generations, grandfather Luo Rong, is now the general of the capital prison gate, his father Luo Yi, the hussar general of the Guanfu soldiers in Youzhou Town!" ”

Yang Guang had already heard Zhou Luohu mention it, but he just confirmed it again, and at the same time let the guests know that this Luo Cheng is also a descendant of nobles, not a poor man, and has the potential to be promoted, which can be reused.