As soon as Prince Yang Guang's words fell, everyone paused, and their eyes looked curiously at several unfamiliar young faces in the venue. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only Luo Zhaoyun appeared at this banquet for the first time, but in addition to him, there were also several young people, who were specially invited to Junjie, to recommend to the prince.

Most of their identities are descendants of the nobles of the gate lords, or capable people recommended by their cronies, who serve Yang Guang, so they were specially invited by the prince to come to tonight's banquet.

After all, at this banquet, there was no conspiracy, nor was it the situation when he won the heir, so it was not too secretive, but it seemed that Yang Guang was open in his heart and had no intention of covering it up.

Because in the court, almost all of them knew that these people at the venue were close to the crown prince Yang Guang, so it was beyond reproach to invite them to a banquet, and if it was too secretive, it would attract the suspicion of the king.

Since Yang Guang became the crown prince, he has been much more low-key, Taoguang is obscure, he does not dare to show his edge too much, and he does not care too much about power on the surface, just to let his father Yang Jian relieve his doubts, you know, when the prince is most afraid of attracting wind, causing the king's suspicion, and even hindering and threatening the king's power, it is quite dangerous.

Even if it is a biological father and son, in front of the imperial power, there is a conflict of interest, and he can't feel that you have to wait and think about ascending the throne.

It was in this regard that Yang Su conspired with Yang Guang to plot, which caused huge cracks and suspicions between Yang Yong and Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian, and there were many contradictions, so he was taken away from the position of prince.

Therefore, Yang Guang's banquet this time was not in the well-guarded backyard, nor was it just a few henchmen, but also brought a few East Palace scholars and a few new faces, showing that he was not afraid of being known and had a frank and unscrupulous feeling.

After Luo Zhaoyun heard this, he sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that it was inevitable, so he stood up and arched his hand: "Humble Luo Cheng, meet His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

His expression was calm, even in the face of historical figures such as Yang Guang, he was not disordered, resolute and steady, and his every move was impeccable.

At the banquet, everyone's eyes looked at Luo Zhaoyun, some people were puzzled, showing a suspicious look, I don't know why he was so impressed by His Royal Highness the Prince, could it be that he only relied on a poem?

For a while, some people approved, some were curious, some were disapproving, and some were sneering, with different expressions.

Even Yang Su, who has the most seniority, raised his head slightly, glanced at Luo Zhaoyun, nodded slightly, and saw that the other party was young in front of so many powerful ministers, without the slightest stage fright, which was very rare.

Yang Guang looked Luo Zhaoyun up and down, and saw that he was young, tall, with a face like a crown of jade, and an extraordinary appearance, nodding slightly, at least the appearance gave people a good first impression.

Whether ancient or modern, most people like to judge people by their appearance, which is not superficial, but a first impression, which can make people feel like and dislike, which is very important for getting along later. Talents, abilities, etc., need to be explored and displayed little by little.

However, those who can leave their names in the almanac seem to have a good appearance, and when they entered the office, promotion, introduction, and imperial examination in ancient times, they also had strict screening of their physical appearance.

At least in the banquet, there was not a single layman, and most of the men were good-looking, tiger-eyed, and even if some were not handsome, they were full of masculinity.

And Yang Guang himself is also a handsome man, talented, and successful, recently Emperor Wen of Sui has been declining, it won't be long before he can ascend the throne and become the Ninth Five-Year Honor, the arrogance in his heart will inevitably become more and more, and his eyes are naturally picky.

"I heard General Zhou say, you are on the front line, bravely kill the enemy, and you can kill nearly 100 Turkic warriors alone, sure enough, the hero is young, and he is good at poetry and writing, which can be described as both civil and military, not bad!"

Everyone felt a pang in their hearts, and it was already rare to get Yang Guang's 'good'.

Luo Zhaoyun knew that there was no mediocre person in this general, and his merits, in the eyes of those people, were not much credit, they had all experienced it when he was young, and even more brilliant than him, such as Yujuluo, Yuwenshu, Yu Zhongwen, Qu Tutong and others, all of whom were famous when they were young!

"Your Royal Highness has praised it, the humble position is just a samurai, fortunately thanks to the support of General Zhou, he has the opportunity to send to the battle to kill the enemy, and make this small merit, on the battlefield, I believe that the meritorious service of killing the enemy can surpass the lowly person, there are many people, I dare not be proud of the merit!"

Yang Guang smiled faintly and said, "Hehe, you are humble!" However, compared to the military exploits, this king is more interested in your poems, Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looking at Yumen Pass, the yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and does not break the Turks and never returns, well, it is very imposing, and that desolate and tragic, majestic and confident, this is the best poem that this king has ever heard, from five words to seven characters, the work is exquisite, it is really a work of recitation! ”

After he finished speaking, there was some appreciation, and a trace of pity, as if he was annoyed that he didn't make such poems, compared with the ancient poems written by Yang Guang in the past, whether it was rhyme and momentum, he was consciously much inferior.

Even Xue Daoheng, Yu Shiji, Zhang Heng, Changsun Sheng, Niu Hong, Yang Xiong, Liu Guyan and other people who are proficient in literature also looked moved when they heard this, showing a little surprise and admiration, and their eyes looking at the young man were a little different.

Luo Zhaoyun straightened up, felt everyone's attention, and secretly calmed down, he was really a little unaccustomed to being so high-profile, especially the group of people around, but they were all some celebrities in the Sui Dynasty, if he wanted to say that he was not nervous, it would definitely be self-deception.

However, he did not dare to show arrogance, his expression was still calm, and even secretly ashamed, this was not written by himself, but the work of the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Changling, who was respected and praised at this time, and it was really a little ambiguous.

At this time, Yang Su asked: "A young man, the first time he joined the army and went into battle to kill the enemy, it is inevitable that there will be some new experiences, brewed into verses, and it is of course that this one you made is indeed good, but I don't know, this Luo Xiaojunlang, if there is still it made, you might as well say it, let me wait to hear it." ”

Luo Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment, and arched his hand: "This, returning to China, is not talented, poems like this are all sudden inspirations, and they are thought of by chance, and there are no other masterpieces." ”

He didn't want to show more limelight, so he accepted it when he saw it, so he didn't want to chant poetry, especially in front of Yang Guang and Yu Wenshu, Luo Zhaoyun wanted to keep a low profile.

It's a pity that Yang Guang didn't think so, he was interested, how could he let it go, he was disappointed, his smile was a little less, and he said coldly: "This king doesn't think so, you have been in the army for several months, it is impossible to export it into writing, and you must have written such poems all at once, there must be a process of brewing, and even after writing a few mediocre works, you suddenly had an inspiration to create such a masterpiece on the basis of the old works." Well, if you chant another poem, which you think is a little inferior to it, if the guests at the banquet are satisfied, then the king will have another reward, how about it? ”

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