"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info 800 miles under the command, 50 strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. Although she has never written a good work, she has a good grasp of the rhythm of the poems.

Those who can come to participate in the poetry meeting, they already have literary skills, although they only listened to the first half of the que, but the Jin Ge Iron Horse, the pride and ambition showed heartily, at this time the Song Dynasty literary circle, is still in a piece of singing and dancing, the rhetoric is prosperous, the poetry will be the sound of the glamorous, but this one is different, the last sentence of the battlefield autumn soldiers, majestic, heroic clouds, straight to people's mind, a good man in the frontier to kill the enemy to serve the country, meritorious service.

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death, and the pity happened in vain. As soon as Master Li's words fell, Zhou Bangyan took the case.

"What a battlefield autumn soldier, a good one but the king of the world, I don't want such brave people in my generation. Great!! Zhou Bangyan took the manuscript in Master Li's hand and looked at it carefully, Ximenqing used cursive writing, although the writing was poor, but in the eyes of Zhou Bangyan and others, there was a passionate and informal, informal, and iron-clad appearance.

This poem, the last sentence, poor white happens, should have been the adjective himself in vain, but he could only gallop on the battlefield in the "dream", happy and sad for a while. But now Ximen Qing is written to the old minister, the first nine sentences focus on depicting the image of a general who is brave and brave, loyal and courageous, and the last sentence is a sigh, the years are not forgiving, the majestic generals at the beginning, are now full of white hair, but they are still on the front line of the frontier, fighting for the country's loyalty.

At present, the old breed is not confused, and he is still one year old, and he is at the age of ancient times, when the Song Dynasty, only his old man can afford this first word, and he can afford to be the king of the world, and win the name before and after his death, poor white happens!

Zhou Bangyan has written poems for most of his life, and everyone is convinced, and he can't help but feel a little smug in his heart, but after reading the broken array written by Ximenqing, he admires in his heart, this person's heart, bearing, and ambition, I might as well too, if this poem is seen by the public, I don't know how to feel.

Looking at the place where the poem was written, five words were written, and the east and west doors of the mountain were celebrated.

Ximen Qing? Who is he? Could it be that where is the great Confucian? I had never heard of him before!

Turning his head and asking, everyone looked at each other for a while and talked about it, but for this name, everyone was confused, as if they had heard it, but they couldn't remember it.

"Hongyu, what is the official who wrote this poem like? How old is it. Master Li asked.

"I can't remember the appearance of Hongyu, I was probably just reaching the crown, and I was dressed as a rich son." Liang Hongyu said timidly.

"A man who has just attained the crown can write such poems?" Zhou Bangyan was a little unconvinced, "Even if there is a genius in this world, it should have been revealed early, why did it suddenly appear now, didn't it be written by someone else, he wrote it down himself?" But this possibility is not high, who would give such words to a person who has just passed the crown. ”

"Shandong Ximen Qing?"

"Haven't heard of this person before?"

"Brother Shunde, you are from Shandong, I don't know if you can know this person."

"But I haven't heard of it, the word is level, I'm afraid it's not a hermit somewhere? I have to hear that the post of Yan'an Mansion Economic Envoy was specially written? ”

"Didn't you listen to that little girl? The talent who writes the lyrics has just reached the crown. ”

Everyone discussed for a while, and suddenly someone said: "Shandong Ximen Qing?" How does it sound familiar to me. ”

"A few days ago, Wang Yushi returned from Shandong Province, and when he came back, he seemed to have said this name, but this Ximen Qing?"

"Wang Qinian, Wang Yushi?"

"Yes, it is said that it is because of this Ximen Qing that Wang Yushi returned from Shandong in vain, and he also lost a lot of face, because of this matter, he also folded his protégé Shen Liangchen." For a while, everyone was buzzing, they were all Qingliu party, especially Zhao Mingcheng, he had a good relationship with Shen Liangchen, and he also belonged to the same faction as Wang Qinian. ”

"That's not necessarily, didn't someone say before that he also wrote a poem? It is said that the poem is also quite amazing, and it is said that it was written for the saints of today. ”

"The traitorous minister, in addition to deceiving the official, what ability can he have, according to rumors, although the poem is amazingly written, but he himself admitted it, saying that it was written by an old man in the mountains, and this poem must be true, what Brother Mingcheng said is that traitors and villains can only plagiarize other people's works to fill their faces, but they don't know that this is even more embarrassing."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded one after another, the original excellent poems, in their mouths, are now not worth a penny, only a few really think the poems are good, secretly memorized, however, they argue here, but it does not affect this word, and it is passed elsewhere.

In Cai Jing's mansion, he wanted to rest for a while, but suddenly a housekeeper sent Ximenqing's poems over, breaking the while? Oh, it's very well written, this kid really has ambitions in the frontier, but what does he mean by writing this poem? For the old species? Take advantage of this to sell a well-behaved person and go to Kansai? He shouldn't be so stupid, even if he has merit in cultivating the master, he is just a strategic envoy, so what can he do if he goes to Kansai.

After reading a few sentences, this poem was really written by him? Cai Jing moved his eyebrows, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, so that people couldn't tell what he was hiding in his heart, and only commanded: "I know." So he sent the butler away.

"Good words, good words, I don't know who this Ximenqing is, if I meet him face to face, I will be a big deal." An old man in his fifties, who reads Ximenqing's poems, is quite emotional.

"Ximen Qing? Haven't heard of it, write it to the old species? Hum! A certain lieutenant scoffed, how can the poems be written well?

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Master Li was silent beside her, although she didn't believe that the young man who had just reached the crown could write such poems, but for the faces of these scholars, she saw clearly, what is the contempt of literati, isn't it? They have never known Ximenqing, nor have they ever seen Ximenqing, let alone know Ximenqing's past, just based on some rumors and rumors, they slandered him, when did the reader's mind become so stingy?

Liang Hongyu's face was full of anger, pouted, and forcibly took back the manuscript from Zhou Bangyan's hand, "Obviously, I saw that other people's poems were well written, and I had the heart of comparison, and when I saw that I was not as good as others, I began to spread rumors, and I still called myself a gentleman, if I am a gentleman like this, then I don't know who the villain is." ”

Master Li was the closest to her, and when she heard her say this, he hurriedly stopped her, and some words were understood in his heart, so why bother to say it to offend people? Some of them are generous and don't care about you, but if you are a petty person, it is difficult to say a few ugly words to embarrass people.

She knew that Liang Hongyu's temperament, although she was still young, was fierce, pulled the corners of her clothes, gave her a look, and told her to get out, and save herself from causing any trouble here.

Don't talk about it here, just talk about where Ximenqing is, and what turmoil has happened.