Summary of the previous chapter: Mao Gang knew best about the basket that Cao Zhi poked out, after Ma Xiaoquan asked from Mao Gang about the specific process of Cao Zhi's crime, Ma Xiaoquan still decided to reconcile, but Ma Xiaoquan didn't know about the apprentice Mao Gang's thoughts

++++++++++++++++++ Ma Xiaoquan did not come forward directly to find Cao Zhi's friends, but asked Mao Gang to help him get to know him first.

Cao Zhi has a lot of friends, most of them are people with some literary talents, as the saying goes, butyrate, this sentence is not wrong at all.

These people rely on a little bit of ink in their stomachs, and often get together to either criticize today's society, or they praise each other about hello and me, and then you say a few poems and songs, of course, the most important thing is to know one or two people who are in the court with the same sourness, why? You have to pay for drinking and eating, or where else would you have so much leisure.

Because Cao Zhi is the son of Prime Minister Cao Cheng, he does have literary talent, and Cao Zhi is bold and generous in terms of money, and over time he has become the leader of this gang of sour dings, of course, whether the sour ding really admires Cao Zhi or just wants to eat and drink, Ma Xiaoquan does not know. It's just that the one who is standing in front of him now is called Ying Ling, who is obviously playing a big role with Ma Xiaoquan.

Ying Lingzi Delian, a native of Nanton County, is good at writing, and is now in charge of proofreading classics and serving articles.

Ma Xiaoquan got the basic information of Ying Ling from the data device in his body, but because Ying Ling was not so famous in history, there were relatively few descriptions of Ying Ling in the data device.

However, as one of the seven sons of Jian'an, who are as famous as Kong Rong, Chen Lin, Wang Cang, Xu Gan, Ruan Yu, and Liu Zhen, Ying Ling does have his advantages.

"You are Ma Xiaoquan?" Ying Ling raised his head with raised eyebrows and looked at the purple-haired man in front of him.

Ma Xiaoquan nodded slightly: "Yes, you are Ying Ling, look up for a long time, hehe"

"Hmph~~" Ying Jue snorted unceremoniously, "I have nothing to do with you, and I don't know you, what are you looking for me?" ”

On the side, Mao Gang coughed twice in embarrassment, and said politely: "Duke Delian, you see that you are out of sight, my master is thinking of meeting you because he has admired you for a long time." ”

Ying Ling turned his head and glanced at Mao Gang, his expression immediately became gentle, and said: "Detong (Mao Gang's character), it's not that I am deliberately embarrassed, it's just that you and I are really not familiar with your master."

Ma Xiaoquan pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Damn, if Lao Tzu hadn't promised Mrs. Bian to help Cao Zhi, who would want to see you guys.

Mao Gang said: "Because of this, Master wants to meet you and chat with you." ”

Ying Ling snorted, and when he turned his face again, his expression was already much kinder.

"Hehe, I don't know what the word Hou Ye is"

Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "This immortal is not from here, so there are no words, if Delian doesn't dislike it, it's okay to call me Lord Hou, and it's okay to call me an immortal." ”

Ying Ling pursed his lips, he didn't even have a word in his heart, but he nodded with a smile on the surface.

Seeing Ying Ling's expression, how could Ma Xiaoquan not know what the other party was thinking.

If you want to get along with such a person, you have to show a little ability to make people look up.

As soon as he made up his mind, Ma Xiaoquan immediately secretly ran the data device in his body and temporarily memorized a few poems.

"I have heard for a long time that Delian has been endowed, this immortal is not talented, and there have been more than 20 years since he went down the mountain, and he has a sudden thought, and he has made one or two short fus, but no one has to guide him, so let the apprentice Mao Gang ask Delian Gong to listen to it and give some advice."

"Oh?" Ying Jue raised his eyebrows, "Master Hou will also be endowed?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "I have dabbled in poetry and songs, but because I have a wide range of knowledge, I am not very proficient, and I am too far behind Delian." ”

Ma Xiaoquan said very modestly, which is very useful for a sour Ding like Ying Ling.

What literati like most is to praise each other, especially the kind of inadvertently belittling oneself and elevating each other, which is very popular among literati.

After hearing Ma Xiaoquan's words, Ying Ling narrowed his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Hou Ye is too polite, if Hou Ye is interested, you might as well talk about it"

Ma Xiaoquan snorted, and said in his heart, you wait, Lao Tzu will recite the other big cows' endowments to you, so that you can study and study hard.

"I gave it the name of "Red Cliff Fu" for this first article"

Ma Xiaoquan was just about to recite it according to the data device, when Ying Ling interrupted: "Chibi Fu? Did Master Hou ever participate in the Battle of Red Cliffs? ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Slightly involved, hehe"

When Ying Ling heard this, his heart was filled with respect, so he politely made a gesture of please.

Ma Xiaoquan coughed lightly twice, and said: "In the autumn of Renxu, July is looking forward, and the whole person and the guests are boating under the red cliffs." The breeze is coming, and the water is not rippling. Raise the wine to belong to the guest, recite the poem of the bright moon, and sing the chapter of the fairy. Shaoyan, the moon comes out of the east mountain, wandering between the bullfights. The white dew crosses the river, and the water shines to the sky. As long as a reed knows, Ling Wanqing was at a loss. The vastness is like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, and he doesn't know where it stops; fluttering like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals"

Ma Xiaoquan recited this, a little thirsty, stopped to pick up a cup of tea, and took a sip.

Putting down the teacup, Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Ying Ling sideways and was startled.

At this time, Ying Ling actually had a big mouth, dull eyes, and an incredible appearance.

"What's wrong?" Ma Xiaoquan asked Ying Ling.

Ying Ling came back to his senses and said respectfully: "I'm really blind, I didn't expect Master Hou, oh no, Lord Shangxian has such literary talent, the 'all' in this endowment is the Lord Shangxian, it's disrespectful, it's really disrespectful."

Ying Ling said, bowing respectfully to Ma Xiaoquan.

Ma Xiaoquan blushed a little, he was ashamed of Ying Ling's bow. This Fu was not made by him, but was taken out of the data device and memorized, to say that the original author of this "Red Cliff Fu" is the famous Su Shi. Besides, Fuzhong was originally supposed to be "Suzi and the guest boating under the red cliff", but Ma Xiaoquan privately changed "Suzi" to "Quan".

"Lord Shangxian, this endowment is not over yet, is it?"

Ma Xiaoquan nodded and continued to recite the rest.

Ying Ling kept shaking his head while listening, completely immersed in the song "Red Cliff Fu".

After a long time, Ying Ling came back to his senses from Fu's artistic conception, and at this time, Ma Xiaoquan realized that Ying Ling had already burst into tears.

Ma Xiaoquan was a little depressed, isn't it just a poem, do you need to be so excited?

Ying Ling choked up a few times, wiped the tears on his face, and said excitedly: "Lord Shangxian, can you take it?"

Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "Hehe, Delian, say it slowly, say it slowly"

Ma Xiaoquan gave Mao Gang a look, Mao Gang understood, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Ying Ling and helped him to sit down.

After drinking a cup of tea, Ying Ling finally came back to his senses, raised his head to look at the young face in front of him, and looked at the man with purple hair At this moment, Ying Ling actually felt a sense of jealousy.

"Hehe" Ying Ling is no longer young, and he has long passed the competitive age, originally at his age, there should be no more jealousy, but after listening to the poem recited by Ma Xiaoquan, Ying Ling is not calm.

"Lord Shangxian, can you write this fu?"

"Write it out?" Ma Xiaoquan couldn't laugh or cry, you said that if he made it himself, he would have written it, but this is Su Shisu's great work, if he writes it, won't history change?

"Oh Delian, write it, you don't have to, this immortal is just improvised, don't leave it"

Ying Ling is a little regretful, but he can also figure it out, he is also an official in the court, and he has also heard anecdotes about Lord Shangxian, Lord Shangxian has a principle of not participating in the disputes of the world, which everyone knows very well, since this is the case, then Lord Shangxian must also have the principle of not leaving works.

Thinking of this, Ying Ling was no longer entangled.

Seeing Ying Ling's expression gradually recovering, Ma Xiaoquan took the hot iron and asked: "Delian, actually, this immortal invited you to come this time, and I have something to inquire with you."

Ying Ling snorted, glanced at Mao Gang beside him, and asked, "Lord Shangxian is going to ask about Cao Zhi?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes!" ”

Ying Jue said: "Cao Zhi this time, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to do, but since Lord Shangxian wants to ask about this matter, there must be a turnaround, Lord Shangxian, the matter is like this, and the current state of affairs is"

Ying Ling deserves to be Ying Ling, not only described the process of the matter to Ma Xiaoquan, but also told Ma Xiaoquan about the subsequent development of events and some of his own opinions.

Although Mao Gang had reported the incident to Ma Xiaoquan in advance, the taste changed a little when Ying Ling said it, after all, Ying Ling was an official in the DPRK, and the starting point of analysis of many things was very different from Mao Gang, and the reasons were naturally different.