Wang Yun and Cai Yong and others chatted and chatted, Wang Yun's eyes fell on Cai Yong, and said with a smile: "Zhao Ji is quite enthusiastic about Zigu, you see Zhao Ji's eyes looking at Zigu, very eager, this look is rare, very interesting...... After this girl returned home from Hedong, she was depressed and unhappy, and it was rare to be so happy. Uncle, what do you think of Zigu? ”

As he spoke, Wang Yun stroked his gray beard under his chin and had a mysterious smile on his face.

Cai Yong frowned and said, "Zishi, what do you mean?" ”

Wang Yun drank a glass of wine and replied, "What do I mean, don't you understand?" ”

"I don't understand!" Cai Yong pretended to be confused.

Wang Yun sighed and said, "Since Bo is pretending to be stupid, the old man can only make it clear. Wang Lei is young, he has already lived in Jizhou, and with the current situation of development, the future is limitless, and he will definitely be in and out of the future in the future. He currently has only one fiancée, Han Fu's daughter. ”

"Wang Lei was born as a gangster, and after suddenly taking power, he didn't indulge himself, which is quite rare."

"Once a young person is in power, it is easy to get carried away and is likely to indulge himself. What about Wang Lei? So far, there is only a fiancée, and there is not even a woman around him, so it is not easy for such a person to restrain his youth. ”

Wang Yun said affirmatively: "The old man thinks that Wang Lei is a good match for Zhaoji. Besides, in Zhaoji's situation, she has been married after all, and it is impossible to be a wife if she remarries, and marrying Wang Lei is a good choice. ”

Cai Yong snorted and said, "The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, it's just nonsense." ”

Wang Yun shook his head again and again, looking regretful: "Wang Lei is very good, but it's a pity that the old man doesn't have a daughter, otherwise he would have directly chosen Wang Lei as his son-in-law." This is a God-given opportunity, and you have to take advantage of it. ”

Cai Yong sneered: "Don't think that the old man doesn't know, your Wang Situ has a righteous daughter." ”

Wang Yun waved his hand and said, "That's a righteous daughter, not a daughter." ”

Huangfu Song smiled and said: "Zishi doesn't want his righteous daughter to be small, I have seen Zishi's righteous daughter, who looks like a natural and beautiful country, and has a terrifying and worldly appearance." Such a good girl, the teacher can't bear to let her be small. ”

Wang Yun stroked his beard and said: "Yizhen (Huangfu Songzi) still understands me, Diao Chan is the meat of the old man's heart, so naturally he can't suffer a little grievance." ”

Cai Yong snorted and said, "According to your words, the old man's daughter is not the meat of his heart." ”

Wang Yun smiled, changed the topic, and changed the topic of conversation.

……

Wang Cang, Ruan, Yang Xiu and others gathered together, and Wang Cang said: "Today's weather is clear, and at the beginning of the next day, I will write a poem to talk about it." ”

As he spoke, Wang Cang glanced at Wang Lei, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ruan is also a romantic person, who likes to recite poems, and said: "The weather is good today, okay, just do it." ”

A group of people sat down with a faint smile on their faces.

Cai Yan's gaze fell on Wang Lei, and a trace of expectation appeared in his eyes. Wang Lei's background is not good, but Wang Lei can be the state pastor of a state at this age, Cai Yan feels incredible, and even more curious, so he wants to try Wang Lei's depth.

Wang Cang didn't give in, and flicked his sleeves: "Take pen and ink!" ”

Ordered to go down, and the attendants who accompanied him prepared the desk and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Wang Cang carried his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in place. He looked serious, sometimes looking up at the surrounding situation, sometimes bowing his head in contemplation, after a long while, a calm smile appeared on Wang Can's face, and he smiled: "There is!" ”

Immediately, Wang Cang picked up the pen and quickly put it down.

"Song of History"

Since ancient times, there has been no martyrdom, and everyone knows it. Qin Mu killed Sanliang, and it was a pity that he was empty. If you end up with a clear king, you will not be allowed to accept kindness. If you don't want to die, you can't go with it. The wife wept at the door, and the brother cried on the road. The cave calls the sky, and the tears are like silk. Each has its own ambition in life, and it will never be moved for this. Knowing the same is buried in the drama, and the heart is also helping. Born as a centurion, died as a strong man. The yellow bird made a tragic poem, and it has not lost its reputation so far.

After writing a poem, the corners of Wang Can's mouth hooked up with a smile, and he looked at Wang Lei defiantly.

Wang Lei read Wang Cang's poem and frowned.

Historically, this "Song History" is one of Wang Cang's surviving poems, which is quite sought after.

Cai Yan read it unhurriedly and nodded again and again.

Wang Cang's poem came out, which alarmed the old guys chatting in the rear. Cai Yong looked surprised, he strode over, and Wang Yun, Yang Biao, and Huangfu Song also followed. Cai Yong stood next to the desk, read it carefully, and exclaimed: "This epic poem is magnificent, with lofty artistic conception, in addition to the historical narrative, there is also the play of artistic conception, which can be called a masterpiece." ”

Cai Yong made a final decision, and the corners of Wang Cang's mouth turned up.

Ma Ri couldn't help but nod and exclaimed: "Wang Cang's poems are indeed good. Ma Ri is the grandson of the scholar Ma Rong, and he is the descendant of the famous Eastern Han Dynasty general Ma Yuan. There are as many as 1,000 disciples under Ma Rong, and Lu Zhi and Zheng Xuan are all disciples of Ma Rong. As soon as Ma Ri opened his mouth, Wang Cang's poems were even more amazing.

Wang Lei shook his head in his heart, Wang Cang targeted him everywhere, planning to use him as a stepping stone!

Ruan was not to be outdone, and said with a smile: "Today's weather is clear, and I will also offer a ugly time in the next." He walked over to the desk and muttered carefully. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of Ruan's mouth, and he already had a draft.

"Song of History"

Mistakenly Qin Mugong, he didn't follow Sanliang. If a loyal servant does not disobey his orders, he will die with his body.

Bow your head and look up at the sun and moonlight. Whoever says this can be done, the kindness and righteousness cannot be forgotten.

Passers-by are runny, and yellow birds are singing high mulberry.

Yan Danshan is a warrior, and Jing Ke is a guest. The figure raised the dagger and drove west into Qin.

The plain car drove the white horse and sent Yi Shuijin. Gradually detached from the song, and the sad voice touched the passers-by.

Sitting and sighing, sighing like a cloud.

Ruan studied under Cai Yong, and the font is also Cai Yong's flying white font, which is quite outstanding. After one of his poems came out, Cai Yong also read it carefully, and said regretfully: "This poem by Yuan Yu (Ruan Zi) is also very good, and it expresses his dissatisfaction with Qin Mugong. But compared with a poem by Wang Cang, it is a little less artistic conception. ”

After thinking for a while, Ma Ri also nodded and said, "Bo Ji is reasonable!" ”

The two spoke, and the poem had already been qualitative.

Yang Xiu is also a heirloom of poetry and books, but compared with Wang Cang and Ruan, the difference is not a matter of one or two streets. He picked up a glass of wine and smiled, "Compared to the two Magi, I am too far behind, there is no need, I will punish myself with a glass." ”

Cai Yan smiled and said, "Lord Wang, it's your turn!" ”

"Ah, what's wrong with me?" Wang Lei blinked and said, "Didn't I say it before, can I not participate?" ”

Cai Yan smiled and said, "Wang Cang and Ruan have done it, you can also make a song." ”

Cai Yong smiled slightly and said, "Lord Wang, the old man will wait and see." ”

Wang Yun looked lively, thought for a while, and said: "Zigu, it's really not good, like Dezu, punish yourself with a cup." Wang Cang and Ruan are both talented people, and it's normal for you to win or not. ”

After some radical words, Wang Lei secretly disdainful.

Wang Yun, the old fox, didn't have a good heart!

Wang Lei turned his eyes, and when he saw Wang Cang's gaze, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Uncle didn't provoke you, but you want to provoke uncle. Wang Lei took a deep breath and said, "Although I am only inferior in learning, Mr. Cai has said everything, so I will reluctantly give it a try." ”

Wang Lei walked to the desk and thought carefully.