Jiang Hyun's "Four Gentlemen" attracted thunderous applause and admiration, which was a grand occasion that Taixue had not seen for many years.

Jiang Hyun returned to the altar and listened to some students' debates, and it was inevitable that he was a little hungry at noon, so he got up and left. After leaving Xingtan with Shi A and Jing Wei, in addition to Chen Lin, Dong Zhao, and Dong Wan's brothers, there were a number of scholars who followed, including Hedong Wei Qi (Zi Boru), Wei Ning (Zi Zhongdao) brothers, Yingchuan Hu Zhao (Zi Kongming), and Chen Liuruan Yu (Zi Yuanyu).

After introducing each other to each other, Jiang Hyun intended to make friends, so he invited a few people to feast together, and the seven of them were all allowed. The people went out of Taixue, rode on horseback, debauchery, and went around the city wall to the outside of the Upper East Gate. On the side of the moat, not far from Lima City, everyone looked for a wine shop, called "Qing Pavilion", there were not many people, but because the people living in the left and left of the door were dignitaries, so the environment was also fresh and elegant. Everyone joined hands to make it easy to feast and drink on the terrace in the wine shop.

This gathering is all scholars, different from the previous banquet for Ding Xiao and Liu Bei, but similar to the banquet for Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, it is very particular about etiquette, and the seat of the party is also one of the rites, although they are all equal to each other, and they are all white, they still can't be confused.

Chen Lin pulled Jiang Hyun to sit on the west side, and Jiang Hyun hurriedly waved his hand: "How can I dare to be on top?" Please take a seat. ”

Not only did Chen Lin want to let him, but Dong Zhao also came over to invite him, and said: "Bo Pei is a talented person, and now he is the teacher of Zhaoyiyu, so he should sit on the head." Then Hu Zhao and Dong Wan were also coaxing.

Jiang Xun continued to excuse himself, pointed at Chen Lin, and said: "When it comes to young people, I am young, and I should respect Kong Zhang." "Dong Zhao will not sit in this position anyway, so he can only let the eldest Chen Lin sit west to east.

After several excuses and humility, everyone discussed with peers again, and finally decided to sit in a circle counterclockwise from the northwest cadre position, first moving the table into the shape of gossip, and then Chen Lin, Wei Qi, Dong Zhao, Hu Zhao, Ruan Yu, Dong Wan, Jiang Xun, and Wei Ning sat down one by one, and Shi A and Jing Wei sat behind Jiang Xun.

After everyone sat down, exchanged a few pleasantries and chatted a few words, and the bartender brought up all the wine and food.

Chen Lin was vigorous, and his argument was inferior to Dong Zhao, so he wanted to get this field back, relying on his outstanding literary talent, he said: "The autumn is high and cool, all the gentlemen gather together, when this grand event, there is no poetry?" ”

Jiang Xun glanced at Chen Lin, and then at Dong Zhao, thinking that Chen Lin was proficient in articles and good at poetry, this was to show his talent and learn and get back face, he didn't know how Dong Zhao's writing was, but he thought that it should not be as good as Chen Lin, and he was afraid that Dong Zhao would lose face, so he thought of an interesting and amiable way, and said: "A certain is exactly what it means." You can beat the drum and pass the word, and compose poems to help the fun. ”

As soon as they heard the drumming, everyone was very interested. The so-called drumming is a kind of popular liquor order in these years, that is, a full of wine is poured and passed down in order, one person beats the drum with his back to the crowd, if the drum stops, whoever has the wine in his hand must drink it all, and then write a poem. If any of them spilled wine, it would be a disorderly order, and they must also drink alcohol and write poems. At this time, everyone is sitting in a circle, and the seats are not far apart, and they can spread their hands slightly.

Jing Wei listened to it behind him and said, "Zitai, this is very interesting! ”

Shi Ah knew this rule, and when he saw Jing Wei's eagerness to try, he bowed and said, "Ah is willing to play the sword for the kings, and please Yi Zhi beat the drum." ”

Wei Qi and Wei Ning are delicate and extremely similar, but Wei Qi has a messy beard and a bit of rudeness. His poetry and singing are not his strengths, and he suddenly thought that he was not good at poetry, but he was good at drinking. Then he said: "As Bo Pei said, Zitai is a hero of Luoyang, and Yi Zhi is a high-roller of Dongxia, all of whom have the word 'Hao', and we can play the sword and drum for us, and we cannot live up to it, and we can increase the amount." Foolishness, we don't have to pass it on, but take turns to pour ourselves and drink, the drinking will be exhausted, and those who can't do it will be the same as the chaotic order! "Wei Qi wants to get the big guys drunk quickly, and then let this game end quickly.

Jiang Hyun thought that it was so good, and it would be saved to pass on the words, there was no need to stop drinking before the drumming stopped, the previous person drank it all, and the next person poured it directly. If the drums stop, the person will have more fun than drinking, and then write a poem.

The youngest Wei Ning, who was only fifteen, sat on Jiang Hyun's right hand, and said, "The order is either from the master or from the guest." Why don't we wait from the last position, starting from Ning, what do you think? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bartender brought in the flower drum for the liquor order. Jing Wei took the flower drum and turned around, and the drum sounded. About to finish a round, the drum beat suddenly stopped, Hu Zhao had just finished drinking, Dong Zhao had just raised his feather, and everyone said: "Gongren chaos order!" ”

Dong Zhao had no choice but to pour a full bottle of wine, drink it all again, and then make a gesture towards everyone, looked at the slanting sun that was gradually sinking in the west, and with a "choking" sound, Shi Ajian sounded, and then the man chanted: "Xi Xi is in early autumn, and the sunset shines in autumn." Drink the same game, the terrace of the wild goose back. ”

When everyone heard this, they all applauded and admired. This is a poem that does not have a profound meaning, but it is also beautiful and natural.

In the second round, the drums sounded again, starting from Dong Zhao, it was Wei Qi who was pointed, and he also poured himself a drink first, and when Shi A's sword sounded, it was still an autumn poem: "The golden fan is a vegetarian festival, and the jade dew is condensed into frost." Ascending to the geese, the melancholy guest is sad. ”

This poem is written about autumn sorrow, not very happy, but it is Wei Qi who has been holding back the manuscript from the beginning, and everyone still high-fives and admires.

In the third round, Wei Qi deliberately let Chen Lin show his talent, and deliberately stopped for a long time, and waited until the drums stopped before drinking the wine. Chen Lin was just about to pour wine with a wine jug, and when he saw that he had ordered it, he didn't shirk it, poured himself and drank it all, and said, "Drive up to the east gate and look at Guo Bei's tomb from afar." Poplar He Xiao Xiao, pine and cypress Jiaguang Road. There are dead people under Chen, and the twilight is long. Sleeping under the Yellow Spring, a thousand years will never sleep. Hao Hao Yin and Yang move, and the year is like morning dew. Life is like a send, and there is no gold and stone solidity in life. Long live and send each other, and the virtuous saint can't do it. Taking food to seek immortals is mostly mistaken by medicine. It is better to drink fine wine and be served with vegetarian food. ”

Fate is unlucky, and you can enjoy it in time. Everyone looked at each other, although this poem is good, but the artistic conception is somewhat depressed and melancholy, pessimistic and uncertain about the future, and stingy with the current indulgence and joyful singing. Chen Lin was moved, and he didn't feel interested, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "Lin is drunk!" Don't blame you, the wine order continues! ”

Everyone turned over this article directly, and the fourth round was Ruan Yu, this one is not as good as Wei Qi's strong sorrow for the new words, nor is it as good as Chen Lin's timely fun, but the true sorrow of dying or living: "It's hard to meet again in the Ding year, and wealth will not come back." The good time passed suddenly, and the body turned to ashes. Nine Springs Room, Long Night Terrace. Do your best, and your soul is as good as you can. The food is not set up, and the wine is full of cups. Out of the circle to look at the hometown, but see Artemisia and Lai. ”

Jiang Hyun listened, and almost squirted out a mouthful of wine, this Ruan Yu is three years older than Jiang Hyun, only nineteen, and it is "rare to meet again in the year of Ding, wealth and nobility will not come back", and "do your best, the spirit is as good as possible", and "the Nine Springs Room", a feeling of fear that she will not die young. But the last sentence "Out of the circle to look at the hometown, but see Artemisia and Lai." It aroused Jiang Hyun's homesickness, and he unconsciously remembered the days when his father and son gathered in Liangzhou.

It's another round of wine order, this time it's Jiang Hyun's turn, the seven lamentation poems made by Ruan Yu are quite pathetic, Jiang Hyun thought about changing this low tone, drank the wine, and just thought of the sentence, he heard the sound of the piano on the nearby terrace. The sound of the piano is graceful, the clouds are flowing smoothly, and suddenly, the piano is splendour, like a dragon swimming, but it seems to be trapped in the room. I want to break free but can't, I want to endure but I am unwilling, with an indescribable sense of obscurity and hesitation.

Jiang Xun took the feather bud, walked to the terrace, looked by the railing, and saw an old man playing the piano, a middle-aged scholar opposite, and a seven or eight-year-old girl sitting next to him. The old man and the middle-aged scholar were all dressed in square scarves and scribes, and the little girl was also innocent.

As soon as the old man finished the song, Jiang Hyun listened to the music and came to inspiration, chanting: "Today's banquet is a good banquet, and it is difficult to show joy. The kite is exciting, and the new sound is wonderful. Lingde sings high words, knows the music and listens to its truth. Together, the meaning is not declared. Life is sent for a lifetime, and it is like a storm. Why don't you take a high step and ask for Lu Jin first. Doing nothing to keep the poor and lowly, ups and downs and long hardships. ”

Jiang Hyun's poem, written in one go, is straightforward and simple, seemingly simple and shallow, but in fact it is graceful and far-reaching. The first six sentences directly describe today's banquet and occasionally hear the sound of the piano. The last few sentences are lamented that for decades, the national politics have been dark, and since Emperor Huan, it has repeatedly set off the disaster of the party, and countless celebrities have been killed and imprisoned one after another, so that the world is silent. But the way of the world is like this, people with lofty ideals in the world should hurry up and occupy important places, in order to set things right, and not have unnecessary considerations.

The old man heard the poem and knew its meaning, put the piano down, and said loudly: "Haha, bosom friends are rare, can Xiaoyou come over to talk about it?" ”

Jiang Hyun also wanted to know who these two people were, and whether the obscurity and hesitation revealed in the song were really as he guessed, so he turned around and confessed to everyone: "Hyun will go for a while, and I will go back when I go, please wait a while." ”

Meeting friends with the qin, although it is an elegant matter, but in the end, it disturbed the banquet here, Jiang Hyun went over, which was somewhat rude. However, Chen Lin has always liked such elegant things, Wei Qi wished that this wine order would stop quickly, Dong Zhao was informal, Hu Zhao was elegant and broad, these four older ones were not allowed, and the remaining young ones would not mind, so they let Jiang Xun go in unison.

Jiang Hyun came to the terrace next door and saw that the old man was about fifty, with three feet of white hair, a face like ancient jade, and a leisurely and elegant demeanor. The middle-aged gentleman is more than 30 years old, and he must be beautiful and picturesque, and his spirit is flying. Jiang Hyun went to the terrace next door, and saw that the two of them were extraordinary, and they must have seen them as a junior courtesy.

The middle-aged gentleman seemed to be quite interested in Jiang Hyun, beckoned him to take a seat, and his eyes never left Jiang Hyun's body. The old man was much more indifferent, only glanced at Jiang Xun, and while taking care of the qin in his pocket, he said: "Haha, I am still in the middle of the year, and I don't want to meet my bosom friend again!"

Jiang Hyun modestly lowered his head and said, "Mr. praised it falsely, how can the kid dare to be a bosom friend of Mr.?" ”

The old man didn't answer again, but slowly instructed the little girl, saying, "Yan'er, serve tea to the guests." The little girl made a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Hyun. Jiang Hyun took the ear cup, and the old man asked: "Little friend, do you know what kind of big things did my father's bosom friend last year cause?" ”