The group passed through Yingchuan, and all of them took off their armor and changed into a brocade robe.

Lu Bu hung white jade on his waist, holding Zhenyue, and he was dressed as a rich son, well-dressed, and his instruments were magnificent.

Although Lu Bu was exhausted this time, but now that things have happened, he can't rush it, he must make a complete plan to avenge Diao Chan.

Yingchuan can be described as an elite in preparation for production, many strategists and military advisors are Yingchuan people, the more famous ones are Sima Hui, Guo Jia, Xun's Eight Dragons, Xi Zhicai, Xu Shu, Zhong Hui, Zhong Xuan, Guo Tu, Chen Qun, Chun Yuqiong, etc. are all from Yingchuan.

Lu Bu specially went to visit Guo's mother, Guo Jia specially arranged two maidservants to help take care of him when he left, and Lu Bu even helped him buy a new wooden house, plus the divine doctor Hua Tuo diagnosed and treated him from time to time, and his health improved.

Since the suppression of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, merchants have been running around, and large and small traders can be seen everywhere on the official road, and the land of Yingchuan has ushered in the first grand event after quelling the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Lu Bu is nine feet tall, holding a famous sword, and a good horse under his crotch, which undoubtedly attracts the eyes of many young ladies from good families.

But Lu Bu only had Diao Chan in his heart at this time, because of her death, he was overwhelmed with grief, and he didn't care about the eyes of those good ladies at all.

After a while, the sky slowly darkened, the river of Yingchuan County was more lively than during the day, all kinds of lanterns were illuminated, and there were countless dragon boats back and forth on the river, since the young emperor succeeded to the throne, he began to amnesty the world, and all counties began to lift the curfew.

Occasionally, a few large boats are passed, and countless women dressed in bewitching clothes are playing coquettish on the big boats.

Where there is a demand, there will naturally be someone to meet the demand, and the green building industry has always been prevalent at any time.

Thinking of Diao Chan's peerless appearance, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, no matter in his past or present life, there was no woman who made Lu Bu so obsessed.

Not far away, a "poetry competition" is being held, and countless well-dressed scholars and talents are watching.

At the same time, there are naturally countless unmarried girls who are dressed up beautifully and enchantingly, looking around, looking for their true destiny.

An old man on the stage held a gong in his hand, and said in a happy voice, "Now the imperial court has defeated the Yellow Turban Thieves, recovered the rivers and mountains, and restored the people's stability." There is also the young emperor to succeed to the throne, amnesty to the world, the country and the people, now hold the annual poetry contest here, last year's leader is Yang Xiu, the son of Yang Biao, the captain of the Taiwei, it is said that he is knowledgeable, extremely intelligent, has been appreciated by the imperial court, and is an official in the court.

I don't know who this year's leader will fall to, haha, the old decay doesn't bother you to compete, the same as in previous years.

The poetry competition is dominated by one person, and any one person challenges, and the winner of the challenge will continue to dominate, and so on, in order to win a lottery.

Each challenge requires two taels of silver, and in the end, the leader will get all the bonuses of this competition, and he can also get one thousand taels of silver provided by the Yingchuan County Guard, and he can enter the Yingchuan County Guard's Mansion as an official.

The competition officially began, and I don't know who dares to take the stage."

As soon as the words fell, a large number of people rushed up, but they were preempted by a burly young man in a brocade robe.

"The contemptible person is Meng Liangwu, a student of Qinghe Academy, who has studied poetry since he was a child, and can become a poem at the age of eight, and is good at the bright moon of the country, so he writes poems with the theme of 'bright moon'"

"Wow", the gong sounded, and the competition officially began.

Since each challenge requires two taels of silver, there is a record in every competition, and losing three games in a row will be disqualified, so the talents present are very cautious and think about it.

Hearing "Bright Moon", Lu Bu couldn't help but think of Li Bai's quiet night thoughts, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown."

As soon as the poem came out, everyone was shocked, and several referees on the stage, all of whom were famous in Yingchuan, couldn't help but be shocked when they heard Lu Bu's poems.

Although this poem is popular, it is neat, light, frost, moon, and the countryside into a rhyming trend, and only four sentences profoundly show the deep feelings of strangers to their hometown, and more importantly, five steps into a poem, must be hidden in the chest of ten thousand volumes of poetry.

The old man on the stage immediately looked at Lu Bu and said, "This genius, I don't know that the poem you just made was used to participate in the competition."

Lu Bu originally wanted to say, no, but he just felt it.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, his eyebrows moved slightly, now that Diao Chan is dead, he may always be living in sadness.

He nodded slightly.

The old man said loudly, "This genius has already answered just now, although this poem is popular, but it is neat, I don't know what Meng Liangwu's own poems are, you can say it, let the judges present judge."

Meng Liangwu's face turned red, "I, I haven't figured it out yet."

Everyone was shocked, all kinds of laughter broke out, as the main champion, he didn't even think about the poem, and he dared to go up to the main ring.

Lao Suo's old face sank, "I'm sorry, as the main champion, you should prepare your poems first, in this case, you can only be regarded as this nine-foot-long talent wins."

Meng Liangwu's face turned red, he bowed to Lu Bu, and walked out of the ring with a shy face.

Lao Suo put Lu Bu into the ring with a happy face, and said in an excited tone, "This talented man, nine feet tall, full of luxury, must be from a famous family, I don't know your surname."

Lu Bu was a little flustered, he just felt it, how could he win by mistake, "In Xia Lu Bu, the word Fengxian, a native of Jiuyuan County, Wuyuan County."

"Oh"

Lao Suo struck the gong again, "This time Lu Feng won first, please continue to solve the question."

The eight famous scholars present in the rear, when they heard Lu Bu's name, they all thought about it, in the court, there seemed to be no official surnamed Lu, and the entire Han Dynasty did not seem to have a scholarly family surnamed Lu, and I didn't know who this kid came from.

However, the surname of Lu Buwei, the Ming Minister of the Qin Dynasty, is Lu, and the surname of Empress Gaozu of the Han Dynasty is also the surname, I don't know if it is their descendant.

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth opened slightly, since this is the case, let's play with these Yingchuan celebrities.

Anyway, I have 300 Tang poems in my chest, and the poems and poems are all in my heart, so what is there to be afraid of.

"The title of that brother just now is Mingyue, so my title is 'Pastoral Scenery'"

"Wow"

The audience was shocked again, at the time of the Han Dynasty, the style of poetry was not prevalent, and for poems such as pastoral scenery, they belonged to the more partial, and everyone's ideas generally did not develop in those directions.

After a long pause, a talented man came to the stage with two taels of silver in his hand, "It's not easy to be talented, Yingchuantian, challenge Brother Lu."

Lu Bu made a gesture of please.

Tian Buyi said loudly,

"The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are snowy and the cauliflower is thin.

No one has ever fallen on the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. ”

Everyone nodded slightly, although this poem is not gorgeous, but it also highlights the pastoral scenery, and it is neat and tidy, which can be regarded as a good poem.

Lao Suo said, "I don't know what the poem prepared by Lu Caizi is."

"The birds love the old forest, and the pond fish thinks about the old place.

Open up the wilderness in the south and return to the countryside.

There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine thatched houses.

Elm willow shade after the starling, peach and plum Luo Tang in front. ”

This is Tao Yuanming's homecoming pastoral residence in the Song Dynasty, and I am afraid that no one in this Han Dynasty can make such gorgeous and neat pastoral poems.