"The pear blossoms are falling in pieces, and the hexagonal is gently shaken. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info don't know the meaning of the north wind, and the white flocculent of the empty sect floats in the air. A talented man chanted a poem, hugged his fist at Zhang Hongjun and said: "Please give me advice." ”

Everyone looked at Zhang Hongjun again, which meant that he would also come to a song.

Zhang Hongjun thought for a while and said, "Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Tian Jian took the lead in clapping.

It's a good poem, the three chairs nodded pertinently.

"Win Mei three points white, lose Mei a piece of incense. Poets don't need to talk about it, they appreciate the plum and snow. Another talented man chanted, and he also hugged Zhang Hongjun and asked him to teach, and then the talents were the same, Zhang Hongjun was praised by the third prince, which undoubtedly became a comparative standard in the hearts of everyone.

Zhang Hongjun got a few songs right in a row, and then he felt a little boring, he thought about it, and it seemed that he could only make a big move, and read: "Jiangshang is general, and Inoue is a black hole." The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

This is a limerick poem, Zhang Hongjun didn't want to read it, but these people are fucking at the level of limericks, and they also claim to be talented, so Lao Tzu also uses limericks to deal with you.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

Wu Chengen exclaimed, as if he was shocked by this poem, and said with a look of intoxication: "On the river, it is a general, describing the scene of the snowy river, which is a distant vision. Then, with a twist of the pen, he described the well covered with snow, and the mouth of the well was deep, like a large hole. The last sentence is a stroke of genius, a swollen word will be static snow spots alive, lifelike, rarely, the whole poem does not have a snow word, but wrote a far-reaching artistic conception of the snow, can be called a peerless masterpiece. Admire and admire, worthy of being a good son, unfathomable. ”

Wu Chengen is worthy of being the person who will write Journey to the West in the future, and when he analyzes it, he is the Tao, what is the long-term and near-sighted, turning stillness into movement, and analyzing a limerick poem into many ways.

Zhang Hongjun also felt a little conquered by it, and said embarrassedly: "General, general." ”

After this limerick poem, no one asked him for advice anymore.

However, the talented women have used their talents to learn and express themselves to their heart's content, and their works are also one after another, which is really a hundred flowers contending.

Actually, the main thing is that I hope to enter the eyes of the third prince.

Some of the works are good, even Zhang Hongjun couldn't help nodding when he heard it, Tian Jian sat and watched the rest of the time except for occasionally asking a word or two.

The three chairs finally commented attentively, with the third prince Tian Jian in charge, their comments were very pertinent, and they didn't dare to come nonsense.

"Ben Gongzi wants to get a poem again." Zhou Shanli stood up again.

"If Zhou Shanli has any works, you might as well read them." Yan Jiaoxi and Zhou Shanli were very good and encouraged him.

"When it comes to the end of the year, my works are related to spring." Zhou Shanli smiled and said: "Farewell to welcome the New Year, there are many people on the street, wearing new clothes, all in good spirits." ”

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"It's a good spirit."

"Yes, Zhou Gongzi is talented."

Many talented people have made a mistake again, and Zhang Hongjun laughed out loud when he heard it.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Shanli was originally aimed at him, and his every move was noticed.

"I laughed at Zhou Gongzi's good poems."

Zhang Hongjun hypocritically arched his hand.

"Naturally, it's a good poem, please also ask Zhang Gongzi to teach me, please come to one too." Zhou Shanli called Zhang Hongjun again.

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. ”

Zhang Hongjun came with his mouth open, and then chanted another song: "The country is beautiful in the late days, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants." The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks. ”

This time there is no need for the three chairs to comment, Zhou Shanli also knew that he was invincible, he looked at Zhuang Mengxian, who thought about it and thought that he didn't see it, probably because he was afraid.

The exchange meeting lasted for a long time, and when he got to the back, Zhang Hongjun felt a little uncomfortable and looked for an opportunity to sneak out.

"Zhang Gongzi, please stay."

As soon as I walked outside, a voice chased after me, and when I looked back, it was Hou Tongda Gongzi.

Zhang Hongjun: "What's the matter with Hou Gongzi?" ”

"There are a lot of people here, please go to another hall to rest, and then go over to talk to Gongzi when I'm done here."

Hou Tongda ordered a subordinate to lead Zhang Hongjun to the backyard and came to an elegant building, and after a while, Hou Tongda came over, followed by the third prince.

"Zhang Gongzi, I just finished busy over there, so I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Hou Tongda clenched his fists and said that a few people sat down anew.

Hou Tongda looked at the third prince Tian Jian, and Tian Jian said: "Zhang Gongzi is very talented, this king needs Zhang Gongzi such a talent, please Zhang Gongzi can help me." ”

"Help you, how can I help you, what can I help you?"

Zhang Hongjun asked.

"The third prince is in a very bad situation." Hou Gongzi took a deep breath and spoke eloquently.

The king of Qi has four sons, the eldest Tian Shi, the second Tian Ming, the third is Tian Jian, and the fourth is Tian Jiao.

Zhang Daoling assisted the boss Tian Shi, that is, the current prince, Tian Shi and Tian Ming competed for the position of prince, the two were the most powerful, Tian Jian's power was the weakest, he was always outside, and there was basically no minister in the court.

Now the competition between the eldest and the second has entered a white-hot stage, and they all want to swallow the power of the third and fourth children in order to strengthen their own strength.

The fourth is stronger than the third Tian Jian, so the first one to be swallowed up must be Tian Jian.

Zhang Hongjun gasped, in this way, Tian Jian will definitely not be able to succeed to the throne, but the future monarch of the Qi State of that world is Tian Jian.

In this case, there is only one possibility, that is, it is controlled by the forces of the underworld or other forces.

"Childe has 10,000 poems and books, full of economy, and will definitely help me get out of the predicament." The third prince bowed deeply and was sincere.

Zhang Hongjun sighed in his heart, he must help with this favor, otherwise the historical deviation is too serious, and the Tang Dynasty is estimated to go farther and farther, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, the third prince, I, Zhang Hongjun, promise to help you." ”

"Thank you Mr. Zhang!"

Tian Jian was overjoyed and bowed deeply.

"In this way, we are our own people." Hou Tongda laughed, let people put on the banquet, and the three of them drank freely.

The next day, Zhang Hongjun settled in Houfu, and Tian Jian's people discussed how to deal with the predicament, the lord of Linxian City belonged to the third prince Tian Jian, he admired Zhang Hongjun's poetry very much, but he was a little unhappy when he learned that he was also going to participate in the discussion of state affairs.

The city lord frowned slightly, stared at Zhang Hongjun, and asked: "Zhang Gongzi's poetry is superb, and the old man admires it deeply, but governing the country has little to do with poetry, and marching and fighting have nothing to do with poetry." ”

Zhang Hongjun asked, "What does the city lord mean?" ”

The city lord waited for his eyes to blaze his eyes, glared at Zhang Hongjun, and said, "May I ask Zhang Gongzi, how do you evaluate the military affairs?" ”

Zhang Hongjun smiled and said: "Soldiers, the major events of the country, the place of death and life, the way of survival, must not be ignored." ”

War is a country's most important matter, and it has a bearing on the life and death of the military and the people, as well as the survival of the country.

The city lord squinted his eyes, realized Zhang Hongjun's words, and then asked: "Why do you want to attack?" ”

Zhang Hongjun thought for a while and said: "The law of the husband and the soldier, the whole country is the first, and the country is second; The whole army is the first, and the broken army is second; The whole brigade is the first, and the broken brigade is second; The whole pawn is the first, and the broken pawn is second; The whole army is the first, and the army is second. Therefore, a hundred battles are won, and the good ones who are not good are also; The soldiers who surrender without a fight, and the good ones are also good. ”

"Good! Good strategy, Childe...... No, Sir is a real talent! ”

Tian Jian was shocked, his tone had changed from a son to a gentleman, he got up and walked towards Zhang Hongjun, and bowed deeply, this time it was not the same bow as before, but a bow to the end, which was a bit of a courtesy to the division commander.

The city lord also looked at Zhang Hongjun with complicated eyes, but he didn't expect to ask casually about such a military genius, and he also bowed cautiously to Zhang Hongjun, which can be regarded as agreeing with Zhang Hongjun's talent.