Wang Yun is 40 years old this year, and Li Yi is only 13 years old, and the 26-year age gap has not hindered the communication between them, from poetry and poetry to military martial arts, the two have found countless common topics.

"Zikang, Zikang, when Yun heard about your reputation before, he didn't believe it, but now he knows that there is really a prodigy in this world." Wang Yun said with a laugh.

"Hehe, there are many prodigies in the world, but righteousness is just your temper." Li Yi said with a smile when he heard this. Because of Wang Yun's strong request, Li Yi could only helplessly call Wang Yun's words. However, I have to say that Wang Yun's behavior instantly brushed Li Yi with at least 20 points of friendliness.

"Eh, Zikang is too modest to say this. Yun has also seen many so-called prodigies who are studying children's science, such as Zang Hong, the son of Zang Zhonglang. But they are just satirical books, and people who can really understand the truth in the book like Zikang have geometry? Wang Yun shook his head and said.

According to the regulations of the children's department mentioned by Guo Hong before, as long as you can satirize more than 9,000 words, you can become a candidate for the children's department. Of course, in addition to satirizing books, there are also many assessments, but these assessments are not worth mentioning at all in Wang Yun's eyes.

Li Yi didn't refute Wang Yun's words, because he didn't know what kind of prodigies in the boy department were. But no matter how you think about it, these people shouldn't be as useless as Wang Yun said.

However, Li Yi naturally couldn't speak for those boys, after all, he was not familiar with them. The two of them kept talking, of course, more about governing the place and defending against the Hu people.

"By the way, Zikang, I heard that the imperial court will make big moves against the Hu people in the north recently......" Wang Yun said with a mysterious expression.

"Big moves? Could it be that the Holy One is preparing for the Northern Expedition?! Li Yi asked strangely when he heard this. Northern Expedition, since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che, which emperor of the Han Dynasty wanted to reproduce the immortal achievements of Emperor Wu, but how could the Northern Expedition be so simple? Not to mention anything else, with the national strength alone, Li Yi does not think that the current Han Dynasty can withstand the consumption of the Northern Expedition.

"It's not the Northern Expedition, but since the second year of Yongshou, Hu Renshan has disturbed the border many times in Tanshihuai, and even refused to be crowned king by his relatives in this dynasty, such a shameful and humiliating, how can the court be willing?" Wang Yun sighed helplessly. His expression was ugly, but it was also normal, he was originally the king of the Han Dynasty and bowed to Xianbei, but in this case, the sandalwood acacia refused without hesitation, this is simply a naked slap in the face.

Hearing this, Li Yi was stunned, and then couldn't help but be a little fascinated, traveling to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Li Yi's dreams were nothing more than two, one was naturally to compete for the world with Liu Bei, Cao Cao and others, and the other was to go on the Northern Expedition to avoid the tragedy of Wuhu Chaohua.

"It's a pity that Yi is still young, and he is in the period of filial piety, otherwise he really wants to lead people to the northern expedition with the heavenly army, so that those Hu people will once again remember what it means to be a strong man, although he is far away, he will be punished!" Li Yi sighed, and at the same time, a poem popped up in his memory. That was what he saw when he recited Luo Shenfu in his previous life, and for some reason, he only vaguely remembered two sentences in his previous life, but now it is extremely clear.

"The white horse is decorated with golden fetters, and it gallops northwest. By asking whose son is it, the ghost and the ranger ......"

A song of Cao Zhi's [White Horse Chapter], which was slowly chanted out by Li Yi after being slightly modified, I have to say that Li Yi has not looked at the poetry and etiquette over the years, looking at Wang Yun's stunned expression, you can know how shocked this White Horse Chapter made him.

"Good poetry! What a poem! Zikang's talent really makes Yun Gan bow down! After Li Yi finished chanting, Wang Yun came back to his senses and praised loudly.

"Hehe, it's just a clumsy gesture with feelings, and the teacher is too famous." Li Yi smiled a little embarrassedly. He was really embarrassed, because when he read online articles in his previous life, he despised those traversers who plagiarized poetry and pretended to be forced. But now, he has become one of them himself, how can he not be embarrassed?

It's just that Li Yi's expression has become modest and low-key in Wang Yun's eyes, which makes Wang Yun's good impression of Li Yi even more up. "Zikang! Is your poem good, can't I hear it?! Wang Yun pretended to be angry and looked at Li Yi and said, "No, I have to immediately send this poem to the imperial court, and let Yuefu compose it as soon as possible, if you want to come to the time of the expedition, the morale will definitely rise!" ”

Immediately, Wang Yun picked up Jian Ce and wrote, and in an instant, the [White Horse Chapter] that Li Yi had just chanted became a beautiful text. "People don't forget, but you kid can't forget?!" Li Yi looked speechlessly at Wang Yun, who had written down the [White Horse Chapter] after listening to it only once, and was speechless in his heart.

However, Li Yi didn't dwell too much on this, because he himself also had the ability to never forget. It's just that he used to think that this might be his golden finger, but now it seems that it may just be an inherited ability from birth. But then again, seeing Wang Yun so solemnly send the written Jian Ce to Jingshi, and then touted himself in various ways......

"I have to say, it's a really good feeling...... Do you want to plagiarize a few more songs? Li Yi thought a little tangled in his heart.

In June, the [White Horse Chapter] caused a sensation in Beijing, from Emperor Ling Liu Hong to civil and military officials, everyone was discussing this poem, and at the same time, Emperor Ling asked Yuefu Ling to compose this poem into a tune as soon as possible.

Hawkers, strictly speaking, [White Horse Chapter] is certainly a masterpiece, but if it is under normal circumstances, it will not shock the imperial court so much, but now, the imperial court is preparing to conquer Xianbei, and such a poem has appeared, how not to make Liu Hong happy? And it was made by a 13-year-old!

Put simply, it's a good sign! At least that's what Zhang told Liu Hong.

Such a lively thing naturally can't be hidden from Li Yi's master Zhang Huan, as well as Qiao Xuan, who once taught Li Yi.

"Ran Minggong, this son is a great talent, if he can't serve the court, it's a pity!" Qiao Xuan shook his head and sighed. Since Qiao Xuan entered the court, he has been promoted from Henan Yin all the way to Sikong and Situ, but then because of various battles in the court, he was very disheartened, and then blamed himself for the disasters that have occurred over the years and was dismissed.

Unfortunately, in the following days, he was used by the imperial court here, although he always resigned, but he was still appointed by Liu Hong as the Guanglu doctor.

"That's not necessarily, listening to what Wen Xiu said, it seems that Yichang agreed to let Zikang go out before he died." Zhang Huan chuckled when he heard this, "In this way, let me repair a book and test this kid." ”