"Okay, grandpa!"

Everyone else has said so, how can Zhang Twelve not know how to lift? And he can see that this Master Mu is not bad......

"Dad, is he really the Zhenyuan General of the Holy Imperial Seal?"

The oldest middle-aged man still asked uncertainly, looking at his age and face, it should be Mu Taishi's eldest son and Mu Xiangrong's father - Mu Jiefeng.

Seeing Master Mu nodding, Mu Jiefeng continued: "Mo Fei, Your Majesty ...... to the Duke of Weiguo"

Everyone knows that although Wei Guogong is still Guogong, but now he is weak, it can be seen from the fact that the three sons of the Guogong family have no official positions, and now the saint suddenly crowned the eldest son of the Zhang family, although the official position is not big, but is this sending some kind of signal?

Master Mu had already understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "His official position was sealed by His Majesty when he came to Jingzhou, and it has nothing to do with the Zhang family!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Jiefeng was even more shocked - a white body was sealed, it was even more terrifying......

Master Mu obviously didn't want to dwell too much on this matter, so he asked, "You also went to the competition with the three princes of Wu State today?" ”

Zhang Twelve replied: "I went to grandpa, and I just came out of the palace and came to the Taishi Mansion." ”

"And what was the result?"

"As a result, the three princes of Wu State won."

In fact, Zhang Twelve had some doubts in his heart, Mu Taishi and Yang Chengxiang were the two highest-ranking civil officials in the Tang Dynasty, and the civil officials above the court were basically protégés of the two people, so what happened in the imperial garden today, it stands to reason that he should know, why did he still ask him?

Hearing his words, Master Mu didn't answer, but kept staring at him, staring at Zhang Twelve's scalp numb, thinking to himself what he was trying to do?

But he didn't change his gaze, but looked at him - at this time, he couldn't be cowardly!

After staring at it for a while, Master Mu suddenly burst out laughing: "Not bad, not bad!" I didn't expect to see you for six years, but you are much more humble. If it was Zhang Yi six years ago, he would have told him many times about how to get everyone's praise and defeat the three princes of Wu Guo! ”

Oh, old man!

It seems that Zhang Twelve's guess is good, this Master Mu knows everything, and he just wants to see his answer, hey, fortunately, he is humble!

And the three brothers of Mu Jiefeng didn't understand what Master Mu said, they were all strange, and asked, "Dad, what is everyone's praise?" Did you say that the three princes of Wu Guo won, and how did they defeat the three princes of Wu again? ”

Master Mu laughed a few more times, and then told everyone about Zhang Twelve's cowhide performance in the imperial study today, and everyone who listened to it was amazed and shouted amazingly!

Especially Zhang Twelve can get such an evaluation from the two of them, even if he doesn't want the rank of military general, with the praise of the two everyone, he can still rise to prominence in the literati world of the Tang Dynasty, and the eyes that look at Zhang Twelve have changed.

The most uncomfortable is the Yang family, her most admired nephew Yang Zexin was defeated...... What's even more unacceptable is that this kid surnamed Zhang won the man who defeated her nephew......

Yang's face was flushed now, and he felt that he had been greatly insulted, and if he could, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into......

Mrs. Mu Liu is afraid that she is in the best mood now, Zhang Twelve, who has just appeared, has given her one surprise after another, isn't this kind of young man the choice of a good son-in-law?

Looking at Zhang Shishi, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and said with a smile: "Yi'er, what kind of poems have you written that can be so praised by the two of you?" Auntie is very curious, why don't you write down that poem and let us read it too? ”

Other people have this intention, so that everyone Lu and everyone can say the poem "I'm not as good as him", if you can see the style, it is also a beautiful thing!

However, their wish was disappointed.

"No!"

Everyone looked at Master Mu suspiciously.

"These two poems have been framed and hung in the imperial study by His Majesty, so no matter where or who asks in the future, don't write these two poems again!"

“…………”

These words are tantamount to thunder on the ground, and they are even more shocking than the comments of the two people!

The poems that can be hung in the imperial study by the saints today, in addition to the otherworldly realm of the poems themselves, the person who writes the poems must also be the people who are highly respected by the saints!

Everyone looked at Zhang Twelve like monsters: This young man, can he be a little more demonic? What has he experienced in the past six years?

"Thank you grandpa for mentioning it, my grandson will definitely remember it!"

These words are not polite, but they are felt.

Zhang Twelve himself never thought about the stakes in this matter, if it weren't for what Master Mu said, he would really have written down these two poems on other occasions, after all, they are famous works!

If it is really written down, it will be taken and hung up, and if it is known by someone who cares, whether it is for him or for the person who collects it, it will attract the disaster of destruction, and it is very scary to think about it......

Master Mu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Those two poems can't be written, but the others can!" Since Yi'er can make such poems on the spot, she must have written a lot of them before, so let's pick one and write it down, let us pay tribute to it, haha......"

"Grandpa, don't talk about paying respects...... This is a torment for the grandchildren......"

Zhang Twelve's head was sweating, because the poems he originally wrote were all poems with a chatty nature written for the girls, and if he wrote it here...... How can it be?

Do you want to plagiarize a song now? However, which one is better?

"Brother Yi doesn't have a poem written for Xiangrong? I want to only listen to the upper que, but I haven't heard of the lower que! Otherwise, Brother Yi will write it here! ”

Mu Xiangrong said on the side.

When Zhang Twelve heard this, the sweat on his head flowed even more......

He knew what Mu Xiangrong said, but it was written for Lin Zimo! There is "Drunken Spring Building" in the last two sentences, if you write it down, it will be exposed!

But now that she has said it, wouldn't it be more boring if she didn't write? What to do? Or do you want to change it again?

Anyway, Lin Zimo won't come to Jingzhou, and this poem written for Mu Xiangrong alone shouldn't be circulated, right?

Hey, take a gamble!

At this time, the subordinates had already laid out the paper and ink, and Zhang Twelve, who was forced to go to Liangshan, walked over and started writing directly.

Look at the rice paper again, it is the adapted version of "Drunken Spring Building"! It's just that the upper que line book, the lower que cursive script, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the momentum is magnificent!

Look at the poem on the rice paper, it reads:

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If you don't see you in the Guogong Mansion, you will meet Yaotai under the moon.

After finishing writing, Zhang Twelve repented in his heart to Li Bai, a poet immortal in another world: he plagiarized it, and changed the plagiarized poem twice...... It's so inauthentic! I want to chat with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."